Chapter 116: Fuck Your Honey Trap
Suzuki Sonoko the cat performed a dramatic drama all alone in the woods.
Her expression was sometimes distorted and sometimes calm, and occasionally she would have some negative thoughts of self-abandonment: she had thought of buying her life with money and using the beauty trap, but she had no luck and now she had no money in her pocket.
The lucky halo on her head may not be useful to a great monster like the Eluo King who has made a name for himself in history (after all, the fate of this evil ghost seems to have been determined).
As for the god, a figure who seemed to be high and mighty and surrounded by many, even after death, she could be reborn through the faith of her followers. Considering that her only follower at this stage was Makura Ye Wang, once she was reborn through the faith of that boss...
The Suzuki Sonoko that was born was truly the love of his dreams.
I just listen to whatever he says, okay, now I don’t even have to bother fooling around.
Suzuki Sonoko thought to herself, I relied on my integrity to resist the emotional corruption of the big boss. I persisted for more than a year without selling my soul. If I die this time, not only will my first blood become an insignificant footnote in the red-haired ghost king's awesome resume, I'm afraid that even the rest of my life will be taken away by the boss as a matter of course.
Suzuki Sonoko clenched her fist silently - in life, you still have to rely on yourself!
After she figured it out, she was too lazy to continue being stupid, and calmly touched her pocket: in addition to a bunch of standard talismans, there was also a rented flying shikigami.
Yuanzi pasted seven talismans on his body and took off his clogs: it was easier to move with socks on bare feet.
While sorting out her external hardware, she recreated the map in her mind, congratulating herself on not being a directionally challenged person. Finally, she rolled up her sleeves, pulled out her smart bracelet, and prepared to check the time.
It was not until five hundred years ago that she remembered that there were no satellites in the atmosphere at this stage, and all functions requiring signals were basically useless. Now she could only measure her heart rate and blood pressure to prove that she was a healthy person.
Miss Suzuki, who was in good health, took a deep breath, picked up the two clogs tied together, gathered her energy into her dantian, and threw it out with a swish as if she was throwing a meteor hammer!
In the blink of an eye, a black shadow streaked across the air and hit a pine tree head-on, knocking down seventeen or eighteen pine cones in succession. The multitude of pine cones actually had some tactical concealment capabilities.
On the other side, Yuanzi exclaimed, "Oh my god, am I so strong now?!" and then he squatted down on the spot with a tactical move, and then rolled forward three times in a row!
Then he was covered in black ash without a trace.
With her perspective distorted, she accurately grabbed a bloody cuff, then followed the cold elbow to lift up the half-dead Ma Cang Ye Xian, and pulled him to the side with all her strength. With her left hand in her pocket, she lit the talisman at the right time, and assumed a riding posture, and was about to take off on the spot!
——If we take the crime scene as the origin of the coordinates, then three or five miles to the side is the security area of the Asakura family villa, and there are at least a dozen shrine maidens and wizards guarding it.
It was like a third-grade math chasing problem. As long as their acceleration increased, even if the Evil King's movement speed was faster than the common Shikigami she rented, as long as he was not caught up within fifteen seconds, then she and the unlucky hero Ma Cang Yexian who set up the formation to commit suicide would all be safe!
With the slight tearing sound of the paper talisman, a strong wind suddenly blew up in the quiet clearing in the forest, blowing the trees three feet shorter. The half-dead Ma Cang Ye Xian was almost blown away by the wind.
Yuanzi let go of the back of his collar and grabbed his elbow instead. Suddenly, she felt something huge under her feet becoming real. Not only was the texture extremely hard, but it also felt a bit bumpy when she rode on it.
In a split second, she thought very calmly: No, I'm running for my life, I hope I didn't get any counterfeit or inferior goods.
Speaking of which, the consultant assigned to her by the Ten Demon Exorcists at the time presented her with three optional disposable flying shikigami manifestation spells in a row.
Pick one out of three, they are obviously just as fast, but the one she bought is the most expensive!
Why?
Because this one looks the best!
The power of this Shikigami comes from the demonic power that overflowed from the seal of a certain snake-shaped monster. The monster itself only has one head, but after it was made into a product, it was specially grown into eight heads and the color was changed to purple, making it clear that it is trying to ride on the popularity of the Yamata no Orochi.
Although its appearance is incredibly intimidating, this one-time Shikigami-manifestation talisman, which is specifically marked as requiring the ability to fly, is, no matter how it is classified, a tool for escape.
If you run into someone who requires you to run away at all costs, he will not care about this deterrent at all. And when people really need to escape, they will not care whether the vehicle looks majestic or not.
Actually, the best-selling one is the Ghost Car.
Two big wheels and a carriage. Although it looks simple, if people need to escape, they will most likely get injured. At worst, they will be exhausted. The carriage of the ghost car can be used for sleeping.
——Because the selling price is in the tens of millions, a set of silk quilt and a pair of latex pillows imported from Thailand are also given as a gift.
Yuanzi boasts that she comes from a wealthy family (objectively speaking, she does). Although she is not arrogant most of the time, she is also a superficial woman who will never change her shopping habits because of the number of gifts. Because her uncle is an overly typical annoying nouveau riche, and under the influence of him, she almost went to the extreme of "I won't buy anything if there are gifts"!
But at this time, Yuanzi was very regretful.
First, the snake's back is too slippery.
Moreover, it is a strip-shaped object without a seat, with eight heads clustered together, so its movement trajectory must be very tortuous. The friction added by the scales is completely a drop in the bucket!
If she hadn't taken off her clogs earlier and used them as hidden weapons to hit people, she would be barefoot now. When the big snake appeared under her feet, she would have slipped and fallen on the spot!
Second, the speed is too slow.
The complaint was not about the product, but about herself.
As for the previous shoe-smashing blow, Suzuki Sonoko felt that her strength might have increased, and her accuracy was better than she expected, but at this moment, she was holding a person in her left hand after all.
In fact, this encumbered object was about ten centimeters taller than her. Even though Sonoko completely gave up her manners and rode directly on the back of the big snake in a split position, she was still almost knocked over by the weight on her left hand.
After so many subjective and objective questions, although the Shikigami took shape, it did not fly after all.
At that time, a giant snake with eight heads was moving in the air, covering the sky so that the moon could not be seen. At the forked mouth of its neck, sat a dusty figure, frantically grabbing another figure.
The big snake accelerates and prepares to take off!
The snake god fell halfway down with a thud.
The eight snakes are trying their best to fly again!
In a flash, it was pulled down several meters.
Flying and falling, flying and falling again, the garden was swung up and down like a washing machine. The whirlwind blew her eyes so hard that she couldn't open them, and sand, dust and pebbles hit her face.
From the noise, Yuanzi thought they had already soared into the sky, but when he opened his eyes, he saw that their toes were only half a meter off the ground.
She took a deep breath, raised her head timidly, and met an interested smiling face.
Handsome, really handsome, Yuanzi swallowed her saliva: That scary, really scary too...
A cold snort seemed to be heard in a trance.
When Yuanzi took a closer look, the ghost's expression was surprisingly calm, and he didn't seem to have any intention of continuing to pay attention to Ma Cang Ye Xian. His left hand, with distinct joints, was raised in the air in a gathered position, looking very silly and stupid.
But just a few inches above the palm of King Evil Luo's hand, a huge vortex of power was quietly brewing, swirling up from between the black fingernails, curling up like thin smoke.
The giant snake with eight heads looked more than ten meters long at a glance, but it was tossed around by the smoke-like ropes and could only roll around in place.
With just a light and quiet hand, a giant snake can be pinched invisibly.
——Then this action can’t be said to be childish.
It's very cool.
The cool and evil King Luo drooped his brows dejectedly and snapped his fingers with his other hand.
Invisible ripples spread across the sky, and the dust in the air was pressed back to the ground by an invisible force.
The eight heads of the big snake trembled at the same time.
Suzuki Sonoko was shocked to find that the big snake's struggle seemed to be getting weaker and weaker. She thought to herself, oh no, its durability might have reached its limit. If it struggled for a while longer, the talisman paper that the Shikigami was hosting would be completely broken, and her flying tool would be bought in vain!
Yuanzi lowered his head and began to feel sorry for the money.
The money is still not enough.
——If I had known that they were so unreliable, I would have bought ten or eight of them instead of being in such a passive position!
She was feeling heartbroken when suddenly a cool touch came slowly from her ear.
The sharp nails of the evil king scratched the skin on her neck as lightly as a knife. Although Yuanzi was as thick-skinned as a horse could run, she still couldn't help but shiver.
The ghost was very tall (perhaps because the heels of his clogs were high, about five or six inches), but his palms were cold, which was very consistent with his racial setting.
When humans write about the cold and sticky touch, they usually use a slithering snake as a metaphor, but Sonoko was currently riding on the back of a large snake's neck, with her hand touching the snake's scales. She could swear to herself that compared to a snake, the touch of that hand was clearly more like ice, cold from the skin all the way to the heart, and it made half of her body numb from the cold.
Yuanzi was mainly afraid that this hand would strangle her to death.
King Elu Luo has probably seen a lot of the world, and he remains unmoved no matter what situation he encounters. This was the case when he was inexplicably surrounded by a maze, and when he was inexplicably attacked by an Onmyoji. Even when he was inexplicably almost hit on the head by a clog just now (but he didn't hit him), he remained the same.
You can't expect a demon like this to have any reverence for God.
Rather than awe, the pleasure that "offense" can bring is more arousing.
The hand slid from behind Sonoko's ear to her cheek, finally resting on her slender neck. With a slight sting, the evil king narrowed his eyes, suppressed his shock, and sniffed the fresh blood in the air. He chuckled and asked, "From Takama-ga-hara?"
Suzuki Sonoko thought: He really pinched me.
Fortunately, although she is timid, she has been raised to be quite responsible. In general, she will not give up struggling easily in a normal crisis situation - especially now it is not for herself, but also for the helpless Ma Cang Ye Xian on the snake head next door, and the five hundred years of timeline relying on Ma Cang Ye Xian.
So after calming down a bit, Miss Suzuki ignored the pain in her neck and shifted her focus back to the Evil King.
The evil king pinched the big snake with ease, but in the final analysis, it was achieved by controlling the demonic power. To put it bluntly, it can also be regarded as a magical skill.
As for magic, Yuanzi knows a little bit by analogy. No matter how strong this skill is, you must not be distracted - just like the ancient knights who would prepare hidden weapons when they roamed the world, or hide a handful of lime powder in their sleeves if they didn't have hidden weapons, and sprinkle it out at the critical moment. No matter how strong your combat power is, your spellcasting will be interrupted in minutes.
As long as the spell can be interrupted, the big snake can still fly.
So we return to the original Olympiad pursuit problem: as long as you can hold on for fifteen seconds, you can sneak into the Makura house!
Suzuki Sonoko regretted more and more: I wish I had bought that ghost car.
At first, she had thought about grabbing a handful of soil instead of lime powder, but it was doomed to be useless: the evil king Luo was a big monster.
What is the big monster?
To passersby, they may look more like humans, with healthy bodies and delicate features, but to those who understand, these things are surrounded by a huge amount of demonic energy and abundant demonic power vortexes all year round, forming an invisible barrier of their own, which can be regarded as part of the defense of the big monsters.
If you throw an egg at someone normally, it will probably be blocked by the demonic power within 20 centimeters of their face.
The Western Dog General's signature skill, Wind Wound, was developed on this basis. During a fight, he would chop into the gaps in the vortex of demonic power, so his defense-breaking ability was extremely strong.
Thinking of this, Yuanzi breathed a sigh of relief. She did not blame herself for forgetting to grab the soil. Instead, she missed the silk quilt and two latex pillows that came with the ghost car even more.
The largest size of the silk quilt is two meters by two and a half meters. It should be at hand at this time. If it is thrown out, it can directly cover the head of the evil King Luo tightly!
The three to five seconds it takes for him to get out of the quilt are definitely enough for him to take off!
But it was no use regretting. She lowered her head and looked at the scales as big as basketballs on the back of the big snake. She couldn't help but want to lose her temper, but the moonlight moved slightly, and her shadow on the snake's back also moved. A wisp of brown hair hung in front of her, floating gently with the evening breeze at the same frequency.
Just now, the evil king's nails cut her left hairband.
But that's not the point.
Miss Suzuki straightened her back. Although there was still some blood on her neck, her eyes were fixed on her hair.
As for Suzuki Sonoko's hair, every strand is a concrete manifestation of the power of money in the industry of keeping mistresses. It is very well maintained. Although it is long, it grows very neatly without a single split end, and the glossiness is at least three pluses.
Because of the change in life form, even if the length exceeds the waist, it does not look bulky. In addition, it is properly trimmed and has a variety of accessories. Most of the time, it is used to add points to the appearance.
But this pretentious maintenance behavior of changing hairstyles twenty times a week cannot change an objective fact.
——This is the god’s hair and also a part of the god’s body.
Cutting it off and tying it on your hand (even if it's just one strand) can ward off evil spirits and filth. To a certain extent, it can even directly prevent the erosion of dirty miasma.
The effect is definitely a hundred or eighty times better than the amulet that comes with the million blessing package!
In other words…
Yuanzi's eyes were clearly getting brighter and brighter.
"Still can't speak?"
The male voice that suddenly came to mind was hoarse but unexpectedly pleasant to hear. King Eluo made an impatient "tsk" sound. His nails could be used as weapons, and the power attached to them could not scratch the gods, and the other party would not be able to heal quickly.
It’s hard to say whether this new guy is brave or timid. He dared to jump around when he rushed out recklessly before, but when he was caught, he was too scared to make a sound.
However, he still dared to remain silent in the face of his questioning. The red-haired ghost king curled his lips in an unruly manner: In a sense, he is quite courageous.
As Sonoko had guessed, King Eluo had just debuted and was really interested in teaching gods how to behave like human beings.
The main method is violent beating.
Specifically in this scene, the new god is pinched by the neck and pulled off the back of the floating and swaying snake demon.
——He doesn't like to look up at people. No matter whether the educational method later is beating or kicking, the proper thing to do is to make the target person lie down on the ground so that he can look down at him from a high position.
The red-haired ghost king concentrated on researching the starting point.
After all, not all gods are powerful. He was not going to crush his subordinate to death directly. After careful consideration, he decided to raise his shoulders.
As a result, just as his palm touched the shoulder blade, the new god, who had been thinking with his head down since the beginning, suddenly shuddered.
A bunch of hair spread out and then shook, and the soft hair tail brushed against the ghost's arm.
Because of this inexplicable little action, King Evil Luo was stunned for no reason, as if his vague anger had finally dissipated (after all, he was blocked at the door and fell into a trap), and he finally noticed that the god he was holding was actually a slender and soft girl.
The long ones...are the ones that can't fight very well.
Upon closer inspection, the evil King Luo sniffed his nose and his breath did not smell very strong.
She is so weak, who gave her the courage to just stare blankly when she wants?
However, apart from the fact that her thinking process is difficult to grasp, the only thing that can be praised about Suzuki Sonoko is her sharp intuition.
She keenly noticed the subtle changes in the aura around the Red-haired Ghost King.
To be more specific, she inexplicably felt that the "ice" was not so cold anymore. In other words, she felt that the evil king's murderous intent had disappeared.
As for why...
Suzuki Sonoko didn't bother to find out why. She followed the action plan she had formulated during her previous meditation, actively grasped this change, and tentatively raised her arm.
Yuanzi raised her hand cautiously but firmly, and placed it in front of her left shoulder, bravely blocking the ghost's arm that was trying to grab her up.
The next second, the soft palm became bolder and moved forward further, silently covering the thumb of the evil Luo King and pushing it with a little force.
This force could not even be called a tentative rejection. The trembling feeling was like a dandelion about to scatter in the autumn wind, full of weakness that was funny to the point of humour.
——It’s as if Yuanzi himself is facing the pets bought by his uncle. No matter what species they are or what magical movements they make at the door of the cage, because he believes in the perfection of the security facilities, Yuanzi’s first reaction is never to lock them up again or hit them twice to warn them.
She was quite interested and wanted to see what they were going to do next.
I guess King Eluo sees her the same way.
Yuanzi thought to herself, just wait, what I want is the moment when you relax, you know that a proud army will be defeated, right?
However, King Eluo thought it was a beauty trap.
Exchanging a night of pleasure for personal safety is something that is often done by banshees or humans.
The red-haired ghost king looked at the palm of his hand that was loosely clasped around his thumb with a puzzled expression, and almost sneered: This guy... does he really know what he looks like now?
Even though bullying a goddess from Takama-ga-hara can indeed bring him a lot of psychological pleasure, that little bit of pleasure can never compare to the dirt all over your face after rolling three times on the spot!
But the new god's actions were resolute.
As if receiving positive feedback from his pause, the girl-like goddess became bolder and bolder. She slowly let go of the Ghost King's hand, lifted it to the side, and slowly untied the delicate hair rope that was still tied tightly on the other side.
After that, start removing the clip.
The ornaments fell to the ground with a jingle, and the finely cut gems sparkled particularly beautifully.
King Eluo discovered that this goddess Ming had indeed been worshipped by humans for a long time. Although she looked plain in appearance, upon closer inspection, she could be found to have dismantled so many things.
Because of this emotion that could not be called emotion, the Ghost King raised his hand slightly for unknown purposes and brushed the hair of the goddess Ming again.
After spreading out, her long hair, which she had gathered into a bunch, brushed against his forearm quietly. It was cool and itchy. This feeling was hard to try...
It’s actually okay?
Queen Eluo belatedly recalled the feeling of rubbing that piece of skin before she cut open her neck. Now that she thought about it, it seemed really good?
Because he was unsure, the Ghost King, who was used to following his heart, raised his hand calmly and tried again.
The goddess with her hair tied up was suddenly shocked.
Suzuki Sonoko: ...
Suzuki Sonoko: Why did he touch me suddenly?
The young lady calmly untied her hair until now, leaving only a long ponytail. She had thought she was lucky, that her brain would suddenly short-circuit when she encountered the evil Luo Wang, and she could hide in secret until her "weapon" was ready, but...
As a result, the ghost didn't know where he was pleased or offended by her shiver. Although there was still lingering disgust in his sneering voice, it became unexpectedly gentle.
"What's there to be afraid of if I touch you?"
I'm afraid you'll strangle me to death...
Yuanzi turned her head away almost unnoticeably, but the hand actually moved stubbornly, and the force of the fingertips rubbing against Yuanzi's cheek did not decrease at all.
The evil king hesitated for a long time, and actually (to Sonoko) took a step back with great joy.
The red-haired ghost stared at his fingertips for a long time with an inexplicable look on his face, then raised his head and clicked his tongue at the dusty goddess Ming.
"Forget it," he slowly raised the corners of his mouth, a hint of madness slowly revealing in his smile, and the tip of his tongue slowly licked across the sharp canine teeth, "This time, it's just as you wish..."
Suzuki Sonoko: ...
Suzuki Sonoko: What did I wish for?
Miss Suzuki, who was unaware of the common unspoken rule in the demon world that "selling one's body for seduction can save one's life", was inexplicably despised.
The Ghost King raised his chin towards the left and said, "Go to the stream and wash your face first, otherwise I won't be interested."
Yuanzi wondered what incomprehensible nonsense you were talking about, then she ran her five fingers across the side of her ear, and with an elegant and delicate movement, she (finally) completed the makeup removal (only the hairstyle part).
This move is actually very beautiful.
——After all, it is the result of more than ten years of teaching by a group of etiquette teachers.
When she was doing her daily routine, there was a beautiful dressing table with gems neatly arranged on it, and soft incense lingering around. When the yellow light shone on her, the shadows were very hazy. Just looking at her figure and demeanor, she was a beauty like jade.
Without deliberately pursuing details (such as the specific facial features, how much black ash is on the face, whether there are leek leaves stuck in the teeth), the setting effect of moonlight is no worse than that of light.
This kind of temperamental charm is more moving than beautiful.
The evil king's action of rubbing his fingertips suddenly stopped, and a hint of red light slowly appeared in his eyes.
interesting.
His voice seemed a little hoarse than before, and he smiled and said, "Finally, you still look a bit like a goddess..."
King Eluo would not have such patience for humans. Even if the next person he was about to sacrifice himself to was a god, in his heart, he would mostly enjoy it.
At best, the level of impulsiveness has increased slightly.
However, on the other side, the goddess Ming, who seemed ready to sacrifice herself, finally moved. She was still riding on the snake, but leaned slightly over and tried to move towards him. The moonlight fell on her face through the gaps in the knotted snake head. After King Evil Luo had decided to sleep with her for a quarter of an hour, he finally saw her facial features clearly for the first time.
Just before their eyes met, the goddess crouched down with one hand holding the scales on the snake's back, and with the other hand, she quickly grabbed her hair that she had worked so hard to style into a ponytail!
In the blink of an eye, she was whipping with such force that it seemed as if she was not pulling her own hair, but lashing it out like a whip!
It covered people's faces with it all over the place.
The flying hair was not hindered at all, but Yuanzi was sure that she had broken something - just as she expected, her hair could ignore the so-called barrier of demonic power - in terms of lethality, this hidden weapon was much more reliable than grabbing a handful of dirt from the ground!
As the saying goes, a random punch can kill a master. Perhaps the end of the hair pricked his eyes, and a faint groan came from the direction where the evil king was standing. At this moment, the muscles of his left arm, which had been raised in the air, contracted instantly, and the magic rope that suppressed the big snake suddenly collapsed for a moment.
Suzuki Sonoko endured the pain in her head, calmly stimulated Africa again, and was about to take off riding the snake!
At the critical moment, she had enough time to determine the position of Ma Cang Ye Xian, and confirmed that he was still paralyzed on the neck of another snake. Then she immediately picked up the fan he used as a weapon, and without even turning her head, she cut off her long hair that was attached to her with the care of her technician with countless efforts.
The tangled hair and pulling sensation on the scalp disappear instantly.
The eight heads of the big snake roared to the sky at the same time, its tail curled up, and it took off with a whoosh.
Under the smoke and dust, the five fingers of the Evil King were entangled with soft long brown hair. The part reflecting the moonlight even had a faint golden color. The long tail fell to the ground and covered the Ghost King's left foot.
Three red bars were drawn on the side of the evil Luo Wang's face. If it were an official position, he could be the captain of the Young Pioneers. From afar, he saw under the huge moon, a huge shadow was trying to move without looking back.
He was so angry that he laughed.
Even from a distance, the whole garden seemed to hear the sound of the evil king's canine teeth grinding. In the critical moment, he didn't have time to care about his messy hair, and he dived into the edge of the woods with the big snake in his hand.
At that moment, it was as if he had passed through a sticky liquid barrier. His whole body suddenly felt light, and Yuanzi fell off the snake's back in a mess. He didn't have time to care about the half-dead Ma Cang Ye Xian's landing posture. In a trance, he saw the Ma Cang family members on duty running over to check in wearing hunting clothes. He held his breath in his throat and shouted to him in pain:
"Go call someone!"
"Shalva Ganna!"
With King Eluo's fighting ability, as long as King Ma Cang Ye did not take action, he could raze this house to the ground even if there were guards.
Then her hair was cut in vain! ?
The author has something to say: If they really slept with each other, they would probably forget about her. It's only if they wanted to sleep with each other but failed that it's worth settling accounts with her five hundred years later :-)
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