Boss Scraps likes me too much, what should I do?

It was time for the midday sun, when the sun was at its hottest, and the crescent was in the next town.

It is summer now, and the scorching sun radiates its own heat in the sky, scorching the cement-paved ground.

But the pedestrians on the street are wearing colorful costumes talking and laughing on the street, no one will deliberately pay attention to a pedestrian from afar.That's what Crescent Moon wants too.

He looked at the pedestrians around who were talking and laughing at Yan Yan, and at the scene of singing, dancing, peace and harmony in front of him.

Is it worth the surprise, it is.

Crescent Moon glanced at the rubble here, and there was a woman's teasing voice upstairs.

Such a prosperous scene, because it is so beautiful that it seems a bit unreal, this kind of scene Crescent Moon has never seen in Chuanxia Town when it just came out.

He looked at the lotus flower decorations carved on the houses and taverns on the street, and pressed the sun wheel knife hidden between his clothes with the hand hanging by his side.

He had just seen this pattern from Mrs. Kawashita, so he was very familiar with it.

Eternal bliss.

This town probably has a lot to do with the Bliss Sect of the World.

Yueya was walking on the street, the air here was filled with a faint fragrance, probably because there were a lot of women in this town, on the contrary, there were relatively few men who were supposed to be the main breadwinners for their families, and even if there were, most of them were wearing clothes. Uncommon, most of them look like wealthy squires or merchants.

Even so, the fragrance of makeup and powder could not cover up the extremely subtle smell of blood coming from the air.

Ordinary people can't smell that kind of smell.

Crescent Moon smiled, but her eyes sank slightly.

He casually walked into the inn engraved with the lotus flower pattern. The manager of the inn was a rather soft-looking woman, who looked about 30 years old, and her gestures were full of simplicity.

"A room."

Yueya put the money on the counter and said to the store manager inside.

The store manager naturally accepted it with a smile on his face, and stretched out his hand to take the money, revealing a part of his wrist.

Crescent Moon's gaze was fixed on the store manager's wrist, not because of how beautiful the exposed wrist was, but because it was wearing a string of Buddhist beads that were exactly the same as Mrs. Kawashita's hand. The layers of messy scars I saw below.

It seems to be a scar that has been there for a long time, and it can be seen how bloody and bloody it used to be.

The manager of the hotel saw Crescent Moon's gaze resting on her wrist, and hurriedly withdrew his hand and smiled apologetically.

"Feel sorry."

Crescent Moon didn't ask what happened, but looking at the scar didn't seem like a good memory either.

"No, it's nothing."

The store manager's voice was gentle, and she was not angry at Yueya's surprised gaze just now. She shook her head, stretched out her hand to pin up the broken hair hanging by her ear, and her movements were gentle.

"I'll take you to your room."

So Yueya followed his steps upstairs. The hotel looks small from the outside, but inside it has a different mystery. The decoration is also the usual Japanese style, and the furniture placed in the room is relatively simple, all made of pine wood. made.

"This is your room."

The store manager brought Crescent Moon to the door of the room and saluted him.

As if inadvertently, the crescent moon said unintentionally, "Manager, where did you buy the Buddhist beads in your hand?"

The other hand of the store manager lightly pressed the prayer beads on her wrist and showed a subtle smile. Although she didn't show it obviously, Yueya could tell that she was a little vigilant.

Pretending not to notice, Yueya sighed leisurely, and said in a doting tone, "My wife at home likes these things better. I saw that your prayer beads, the store manager, are very beautiful, so I want to buy a string. For the wife."

Speaking of this, Yueya didn't even change her heartbeat, thinking of Wu Mi who didn't know where she was, Yueya couldn't help thinking of Wu Mi's appearance in women's clothing in Huashiwu in the past, her hair was full of jewels, she said she liked these things In fact, it's true

Hearing this, the store manager's originally vigilant expression relaxed slightly, and he showed a bit of intimacy again.

"Is that so?" The store manager rubbed the bead string on his wrist and said softly, "This is something that the patriarch gave me to protect me."

Speaking of this, the original gentle expression of the store manager changed slightly, and there was a faint fanaticism in his eyes. Crescent Moon had just seen such eyes from Mrs. Kawashita not long ago. A little more longing and admiration.

Crescent Moon tugged on her sleeve without a trace, and hid the sword hidden under her clothes a little deeper.

"So that's how it is." Yue Ya showed a surprised look, "Who is the godfather you are talking about?"

This seems to have opened up the chatterbox of the shopkeeper in front of him. With just a few words, Crescent Moon has cleared up the shopkeeper's background, knowing that all the people in this town now believe in a divine religion called the Bliss Cult.

"Master Godfather has a pair of colorful eyes and hair the same color as a white oak tree."

The store manager easily wrote down the atrium in a few words in Yueya, and began to introduce the patriarch of the god religion he believed in to Yueya.

"I was at the beginning" when I said this, the store manager showed a hesitant look. He didn't tell his life, as if he was ashamed to speak, and then continued, "I escaped. It was the ancestor who took me in and listened to my pain."

"After that, he gave me some gold and silver so that I could build an inn here."

Crescent Moon's smile did not change, and she said in an emotional voice, "Is that so, it seems that he is a very remarkable person."

For the store manager, the patriarch of the Bliss Cult is a god sitting on the clouds, a saint who rescued her from the sea of ​​suffering, so he naturally accepted Crescent Moon's words of praise for the patriarch.

But she didn't see the faint coldness in Yue Yue's eyes.

saint

A saint with a strong smell of blood

"Can I go have a look"

Crescent Moon smiled, "I also have some worries, and I want to let the Patriarch of the Bliss Sect to listen to it."

It would be great to be able to increase the number of believers. The store manager showed a little surprised look, but he didn't immediately agree. He frowned and thought about it and said to Yueya, "Yes, it is possible, but things like meeting must be done in order. I I can ask you a question."

This is enough, Yueya doesn't want to show her impatience, being too anxious will make others feel that something is wrong.So Crescent Moon smiled and thanked

The store manager then returned to his room.

The room was elegantly furnished, and there were a few flowers in the vase on the table. Crescent Moon thought about the countless scars on the store manager's exposed wrist and began to wonder how such scars could be caused.

Is it a whip or a stick?

What did the store manager go through to come to this town to seek help from an unknown sect?

The communication mirror connected to Hell began to emit a little heat, Yue Ya picked up the bronze mirror and knocked on the mirror.

Enichi's face appeared in the mirror.

Thinking about it this way, it seems that after coming to this world for so long and not being in contact with hell, Yueya can't help showing a guilty look.

"Yuanyi."

Yueya softly called the name of the person in the mirror, he suddenly thought of the boy who was somewhat similar to Yuanyi he had seen two days ago, and his heart was itchy.

"Brother, is everything okay with you?"

Yuanyi looked at Yueya opposite, with a soft light shining in his eyes.

"Very well, Yuanyi, you don't have to worry."

Naturally, everything is fine, but the fact that a ghost escaped made Yueya feel a little upset.

He thought of Yiwozuo that day, and the words in his eyes, and always felt a little weird.

Lettering in the eyes, is this a new fashion trend?

Yueya doesn't know that Wu Mi's head has grown a lot over the years, at least she has learned to find subordinates to help her find the blue Bana flower instead of being alone, and even Wu Mi's many things come out of her own hands solve.He hides behind the scenes to do his own business with peace of mind, and from time to time he finds trouble with the Ghost Slayer Squad.

You can live a leisurely life.

Of course, Crescent Moon doesn't know these things now.

Looking at Yuanyi in the mirror, Yueya said a few simple words and then naturally talked about Yuanyi's past.

"Yuanyi, are you married and have children?"

When Yueya said this, her eyes were still shining, and she looked quite looking forward to it.

The result is of course not.

Yuan was taken aback for a moment, he was obviously a mature adult, and he was a little shy when he mentioned this matter.

"No, brother."

He has been killing ghosts and looking for Wu Mi all his life, and he has no time to have sex with women, let alone marry a wife and have children.

Speaking of which, when he was alive, his companions advised him to find a partner, but he felt that he did not have the ability to take on the responsibility of being a husband, so he just laughed it off.

Do you regret it, never.It is better to say that he is fortunate that he did not delay a woman's youth.

Month

Tooth is obviously a little disappointed.

"Really, but I saw a boy who looks very similar to you, and he still wears the same flower buds as you on his ears."

Crescent Moon pointed to her earlobe.

Yuanyi was stunned for a moment, this description reminded him of his old friend Zamen Tankichi.

He donated his swordsmanship and earrings to the Zaomen family in the hope that they would pass on this swordsmanship and will.

Now that hundreds of years have passed, he has really passed on these things and never stopped.

Yuan moved his lips and pulled out a smile.

He remembered the scene when he met his old friend in hell. Zaomen Tanji was old, but his soul was shining brightly.

He held Yuanyi's hand, tears glistening in his eyes.

"Mr. Yuanyi, I have lived up to your expectations."

"It's my friend."

And this is another story.

*

In the Wanshi Bliss Teaching, the windowless room is filled with burning candles, reflecting the splendor of the spacious room.Just after listening to a businessman's so-called troubles, Tong Mo's colorful eyes were slowly soaked with tears, and then shed tears.

"Ah, that's a very sad thing."

Tong Mo unfolded the golden iron fan in his hand and covered his mouth with a sad look drooping from the corners of his eyes.

He has a handsome appearance and a look of compassion, such a tearful and sad look is enough to make people's hearts move.

The merchant who was listened to his heart looked at Tong Mo sitting on the lotus, showing an expression as if he was redeemed, wiped his tears with the corner of his clothes, and then bowed deeply to Tong Mo.

Who would have thought that Tong Mo, behind the iron fan, would be smiling.

This is the last person who came to pour out his worries today, and when the maid closed the door, he walked towards Tongmo with small steps.

This is a young girl who is in the flowering season, her fair cheeks are pink, her red lips are like red flowers, she raised her head to look at Tong Mo, her eyes shone with admiration and obsession.

"My lord, there is a new guest in town."

The maid said softly, "He told the manager of the hotel that he hoped to see you."

Tong Mo lacked interest, but subconsciously asked, "What kind of person is he?"

"It's a young man wearing a red Bana weave. It is said that he has a wife at home."

Tong Mo tightened his hand holding the iron fan, and the smile on his face became brighter.

"yes"

Tong Mo naturally thought of the news Mr. Wu Mi sent him a few days ago.

"In that case, of course I want to see this gentleman."

Tong Mo smelled the fragrant girlish fragrance that was transmitted from the girl in front of her.

He was suddenly hungry, and the fangs that were evil spirits in his mouth slowly grew out, so Tong Mo bent down and stretched out his hand towards the maid in the audience.

"Come here, please, I have something to ask you."

Please, let me fill my stomach.