When I was supposed to be slaying the dragon, I accidentally started cultivating immortality

Japan, Ginza, Tokyo, corner of a restaurant.

Why did things become like this?

Looking at the girl in front of him who was devouring a bowl of udon with all her teeth and claws, Wiglaf fell into deep thought.

After a chance encounter and a lot of pulling and pulling, she was finally brought here by the girl, and they arranged an appointment for "afternoon tea" under the euphemistic name.

Wiglaf didn't know much about this Far Eastern country, and he wasn't sure whether eating noodles as afternoon tea was normal in this country.

Mana had already taken off the sunglasses and baseball bat she used to hide her identity as an idol. At the moment, she was only wearing an aqua blue dress and strappy sandals. The way she faced the bowl of udon was as heroic as a Sengoku heroine.

"Aren't you an idol? Is it okay if fans see you eating like this?" Wiglaf asked.

"Don't worry. As a woman of the Inuyama family, I have received professional anti-reconnaissance training. I can tell if there are paparazzi at a glance." Mana boldly circled her lips with her tongue and patted her chest. He made a clear sound, "It's absolutely safe here!"

What kind of family would teach girls to resist reconnaissance!

Although he shouted in his heart, Wiglaf, who had received professional dragon-slaying training since childhood, was in no position to complain.

"Why don't you eat Wiglaf-chan? Don't you like udon?" Mana looked at the untouched mouthful of udon in Wiglaf's bowl, asked a question, stuffed another mouthful of noodles, and puffed up her cheeks. .

Wiglaf was silent for a few seconds, then reached out and picked up the chopsticks. The two chopsticks were held tightly together and picked up a bunch of noodles. Wiglaf tilted his head and opened his mouth to get it. The chopsticks moved slightly towards his mouth, and the noodles He slid it down with the chopsticks and scooped up a small handful of soup, one drop of which landed on the tip of Wiglaf's nose.

"Pfft(/≧▽≦)/......"

Jinna still had noodles in her mouth. She closed her mouth tightly to suppress her laughter. She blocked her mouth with the back of her hand. It took a long time before she slowly swallowed the noodles in her mouth. Should I say that she really deserves to be an idol? She didn't. Spray out from nostrils.

After finally swallowing the noodles, Mana lowered her voice, but she was still out of breath from laughing. Wiglaf's nose was still stained with udon soup, and his face became darker.

"Ahem, sorry, sorry." Jinna apologized, but there was still a smile in her eyes that could not be concealed.

"I was the one who fed you sushi and sashimi at the banquet last night. At that time, I didn't notice that you couldn't use chopsticks. It was my lack of thinking." Jinna clasped her hands together, "I should have taken you there if I had known better." From a Western restaurant.”

You said you were having afternoon tea at the beginning, right?

Wiglaf felt that it was a mistake for her to go out today, even if she sat in the hotel lobby all day?

Jinna took out the toilet paper on the table, stood up and bent forward, gently wiping the udon soup from the tip of Wiglaf's nose. Under her gentle movements, the cheap tissue made Wiglaf feel like he was enjoying a high-end meal. Silk illusion.

After wiping away the soup stained on the tip of Wiglaf's nose, Zhenna did not sit back, but picked up her bowl, moved from opposite to Wiglaf to her side, and sat down next to her. .

"What?" Wiglaf asked.

"To express my apology for my negligence, I will serve Wiglaf-chan this time too!"

Jinna couldn't help but pick up Wiglaf's chopsticks, picked up a bunch of noodles from her bowl, pursed her lips and blew on it twice, then handed it to Wiglaf's mouth, winking: "Come on, Wiglaf-chan, Open your mouth!"

Wiglaf:…

She suspected this was a continuation of last night's confrontation, but she had no proof.

…

Japan, a luxury hotel in Tokyo, in the living room of a suite.

Lu Mingfei had already had a brief exchange with Master Yuankong, and selectively informed Master Yuankong of some of his discoveries and arrangements when he came to Japan.

"So that's it," Master Yuankong nodded, "I've only been here for two or three days, but fellow Taoist Lu has already made so many discoveries, which really makes the old monk admire me."

"Although we have made some discoveries, we currently have no clue about the person behind the spread of the Dharma in Japan." Lu Mingfei rubbed his eyebrows. "My guess is that he should intend to make the monsters he cultivated based on Japanese myths and legends. The names of gods and monsters are gradually revealed in human society, creating the illusion that myths and legends really exist and gradually appear in the world. In this way, modern people should be more accepting of them, at least certainly more than some monsters that appear out of thin air. high."

Master Yunkong continued: "So this inheritor claims to be the 'Tian no Yu Zun Lord' in Japanese mythology, and also uses the 'High Emperor's Spirit Lord' and the 'God Emperor's Spirit Lord' who were born after Tian Zhongzhong. Mingming has two subordinates to manage those monsters that have been given big monster names such as 'Tamazaimae', 'Shuten Doji', 'Shouting God'... No, maybe even the so-called Lord of Heaven is just that. He is still a chess piece on the surface, and his true identity is still hidden behind the scenes, no one knows.”

"Using myths to promote Taoism is indeed an idea that can be used for reference... We inherit the cause and effect of the other world and inherit it. Naturally, we have the obligation to pass on the Taoism that we have received. In the name of myths, when passing down the Taoism, we should be It is easier to be accepted." Master Yuankong nodded.

"That's the problem. Although I have also considered passing down the Taoism, but not now. My expectation is that I will consider the matter of spreading the Taoism after I have attained Daluo," Lu Mingfei said, "Even if I don't wait until Daluo is enlightened, , at least we should first become a Golden Immortal of our Taoism, and then we can definitely ensure our own safety before considering preaching, right?"

"Yes, the old monk also thinks that we should at least achieve the Buddhahood first. It would be even better if we could achieve the Tathagata," Master Yuankong said. "This fellow Taoist from Japan is too impatient."

"Either he is an impatient or ignorant idiot, or he has the difficulty of passing on the tradition now," Lu Mingfei guessed, "Or his cultivation has indeed reached its peak? But if so, he Why hide your head and show your tail?"

"Furthermore, judging from the information found by fellow Taoist Lu, this inheritor who hides in the dark does not seem to care whether the monsters under his command do evil, and he doesn't care much about restraining them." Master Yuankong frowned, "It stands to reason that the inheritance When selecting the owner of a treasure, one should consider its character. How could this inheritor... be chosen?"

The demonic monks in the other world were not united and did not like to cooperate. Moreover, they were suppressed by the Righteous Way. They had neither the intention nor the ability to leave the inheritance treasures. Therefore, the inheritance treasures in that world should all come from the Righteous Sect. Of course, the Righteous Sect also It's inevitable that flies and dogs will be confused, but when it comes to choosing a successor, you shouldn't choose an inheritor who will condone the monsters and beasts under his command to hurt people, right?

As for the inheritance left by the demon clan... don't make trouble, although the demon clan has been miserable enough, the demon clan's situation is ten times worse than the demon clan.

No matter how miserable the demonic world is, they can still manage to find a few giants in the Daluo Realm. The demon clan has never given birth to even one person who can compete with the human Daluo Realm from the ancient times to the end of the world. What can they keep to survive? An inherited treasure that can survive the catastrophe of world destruction?

Lu Mingfei and Master Yuankong were puzzled, and what made them even more afraid was that the inheritance received by the opposite inheritor might also contain the art of protecting the Tao. Once everyone finally broke up, their cultivation would not be the same. It's too important. If you directly attack them with Daluo-level Dao-protecting and killing techniques, your own world's ecosystem may not be able to withstand it.

Although their side, including the Taoist priest Lu Mingfei had never met, had an absolute numerical advantage, with the power of the trump cards left in their respective inherited treasures, even if they won in the end, the world's ecosystem might have been destroyed. If it collapses, it’s hard to say whether the climate will be suitable for human survival by then.

I just hope that things will not get out of hand, otherwise Lu Mingfei and the three monks will definitely be fine. There is a high probability that hybrids and dragons can live well in the new environment, but ordinary humans can't. It's going to be a big disaster.

"This is the phone number of the old monk's old friend," Master Yuankong handed a note to Lu Mingfei. "The old monk's phone was turned off when he called him. He must have used magic charging to charge the phone. Okay, Fellow Daoist Lu, you can wait for some time and try again, and you should be able to contact me."

"..." Lu Mingfei took the note in silence, not knowing how to react.

Isn't that Taoist priest also moved?

"Master Yuankong, take this compass," Lu Mingfei handed Yuankong a compass, "I left a tracking mark on Shuten Dozi, hoping to find more monsters through him, but I have also recently There are things to do, but you may not have time to do them. If Master has free time, you can use this compass to track Shuten Doji, and maybe you can also find the murderer of Yao Shuang and his daughter."

"Amitabha, thank you so much, fellow Taoist Lu," Yuan Kong bowed to Lu Mingfei, "This is a favor that the old monk owes to fellow Taoist. If fellow Taoist needs my help in the future, the old monk will never refuse."

He believed in Lu Mingfei's character as a successor of the Taoist sect, so he simply omitted the "nonsense" sentence of "as long as it does not violate moral conscience".

Although it is true that the secondary purpose of Lu Mingfei's trip was to kill the murderer of Yao Shuang and his daughter, if we really wanted to say it, it was Yuan Kong who should do this.

Objectively speaking, it is certainly true that he pursued and killed the Huang Jing all the way to the Imperial Capital, but because Yao Shuang and his daughter came into contact with Huang Jing and died in the Imperial Capital, it is indisputable that the monster that followed the traces killed Yao Shuang and his daughter. In fact, if Master Yuankong had not chased Huang Jing to the imperial capital, and if Huang Jing had not been exposed to Yao Shuang and his daughter, Yao Shuang and his daughter would not have died.

Perhaps this is the so-called "I did not kill Boren, but Boren died because of me." Although Master Yuankong did not regret his behavior of chasing Huang Jing, he was full of guilt for the tragic death of Yao Shuang and his daughter.

So when Lu Mingfei handed the compass to Master Yuankong, out of guilt, Master Yuankong still expressed that he owed Lu Mingfei a favor even though he was not 100% sure of catching the murderer.

And Lu Mingfei is naturally willing to accept it - when Master Yuankong realizes the Buddha or even the Tathagata and passes down the Taoism, he will be the Buddha in this world. Although in the future, Lu Mingfei will definitely be a great figure in the Taoism, but the Buddha's favor Still extremely precious.

…

At dusk, in Ginza, Tokyo, in front of the automatic identification photo machine on the basement floor of a shopping mall.

It turns out that the photo machine is a coin-operated self-service photo booth in Japan that is about the same size as a phone booth. It is roughly like turning a phone booth into an opaque shell and turning the phone inside into a shooting device.

Zhengtu is used to self-photograph "headshots" for various documents. As long as you put in coins, you can choose the size, focus, number of prints and other parameters of the photo and take the photo, because it is convenient and inexpensive. facilities, so there are also couples or friends who use it to take photos of their faces.

For example, the photo machine now automatically proves that there is a "male" and a female.

Wiglaf stood in front of the photo studio with a grimace, while Jinna held a bottomed bottle of orange-flavored soda.

"Come in, Wiglaf-chan," Mana urged, "I am an idol, and the opportunity to take a photo with me is very rare. You are so lucky!"

Can I leave this luck to you? Wiglaf complained in his mind.

In the end, Jinna was pulled into the photo booth. Although he was at the bottom of the male mixed race in height, Wiglaf, a female mixed race, was quite tall. He was nearly a head taller than the petite and sweet idol Jinna. Standing tall Being together actually feels like a good match.

After walking out of the photo booth, Jinna folded the photo in her hand and tore it open. It was similar to the ID photo. Eight small photos formed a page. After folding and tearing it apart, Jinna and Wiglaf took half of the photo. Wiglaf held half of the photo in his hand. It is four small photos arranged in the word "field". In the photo, the handsome silver-haired boy has headphones hanging around his neck, with an expressionless face. The girl with a sweet smile is holding "his" shoulders, their faces are almost touching, and the bottom of their faces is , sticking out half of the Bozi soda bottleneck.

After drinking the last sip of soda, Jinna skillfully peeled off the plastic seal of the bottle mouth with her bare hands, held the bottle mouth and poured the glass marbles into her mouth, then spit it on the paper towel she took out, wiped it once and then used another Wrap it up in new tissue and put it happily into your pocket.

Turning around, she saw Wiglaf looking at her intently.

Zhenna's cheeks turned red: "Why...why are you looking at me like that! If you pour the marbles directly onto the paper towel, the drink will be stained on it. It's difficult to wipe it off completely, so you have to...first...and I'll do it when I get back." Wash it well! So don’t look at me like that again! Eeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeee

Looking at Zhenna, whose head was almost steaming, Wiglaf was silent for a moment and said, "Don't get me wrong, I'm just a little surprised that you actually like to collect marbles. It's a little different from the idol in my impression."

Although Wiglaf didn't know any idols at all, let alone follow stars, she still had some understanding of this profession. However, after meeting Jinna, she felt that she might have misunderstood this profession.

Eat udon noodles for afternoon tea, and collect the glass marbles inside after drinking soda... Are girl idols so strange?

"Idols are human beings too. They always have some hobbies of their own." The blush on Jinna's cheeks still did not dissipate. She glanced around with her peripheral vision and her expression suddenly changed. "Not good!"

"?" Wiglaf was stunned.

"There's a paparazzi coming, run!" Jinna couldn't help but take Wiglaf's hand and ran outside the mall, not forgetting to throw the finished soda bottle in when passing by the trash can.

Being pulled by Jinna to run, Wiglaf was after all not inferior to Caesar's outstanding hybrid, and ran very easily. She could even drag Jinna back to run if she wanted to, but it was not necessary.

She was pulled by Zhenna and ran for a long distance. It was not until she reached a man-made pool in a park that Zhenna stopped. She bent over and gasped for air, but she still held Wiglaf with one hand.

It took Naina a long time to straighten up, and looked up to see the artificial pool in front of her. The water only had a clear bottom layer, but it was only as deep as a person's ankle. The bottom of the water was made of large smooth black pebbles, and it shouldn't be difficult to step on it. Too stiff for the feet.

Looking around for no one, Zhenna's eyes suddenly lit up. She let go of Wiglaf's hand, bent down and untied her strappy sandals, and stepped barefoot into the cool pool water.

At dusk, the setting sun is reflected on the water, with orange-red waves rippling. On the dark pebbles, the girl's feet have snow-white skin and pink toenails.

Jinna lifted up her skirt slightly to avoid being splashed by the water, and waded happily in the pool.

"Miss Mana."

Wiglaf stopped Jinna, who was walking towards the center of the pool, and wanted to tell her about a major discovery he had made - the pool seemed to be a fountain.

"Huh?" Jinna, who was already close to the center of the pool, turned to look at Wiglaf.

"Wow--"

The fountain soars into the sky, right between Wiglaf and the setting sun. The afterglow of the setting sun seems to fall into this cluster of rising water. The water is dyed orange-red, like a flowing flame, and like a radiant plant. Red maple, time seems to have stood still at this moment. The girl in the aqua blue dress stood under the red maple tree where the light was flowing. When she turned around, her hair and skirt were flying, and the thin down on her cheeks was also covered with a layer of warm color. , the long eyelashes are as graceful as the spring breeze.

Wiglaf was slightly stunned.

"Wow--"

The spring water fell, drenching Jinna into a drowned rat.