Shikigami Cultivation Guide

Banruo looked slightly embarrassed, but did not reject his kindness, nodded and said softly, "Thank you."

A breeze blew past, blowing through the bangs with a hint of pink in the white, softening the exposed lavender eyes.

It was originally a very indifferent, very proud appearance and momentum.

Her clear eyes shone like amethyst, and she even looked at him with a faint smile.

The dragon behind Yimulian looked deeply at Prajna with eyes like glazed glass, with some unspeakable emotions.

Unexplainable emotions in chaos.

It wasn't until the snake protruding from the mask behind Banruo bared its venomous fangs at the dragon and spit out a bright red letter that the dragon withdrew its gaze.

Yimulian chuckled: "It seems that it has liked that little snake on your body since before."

When he said this, he just explained calmly, but when the lavender indifferent eyes smiled, they were dazzlingly beautiful-the way the corners of the eyes were raised, the degree of trembling of the eyelashes, and the little moon that fell into his eyes in the night The clear brilliance reflected him in the night where the sky and the earth are like a piece of silver sand, like the last note on the strings of an ancient qin.

It almost makes people listen and watch infatuated.

A very faint look flashed across Banruo's face, but that look was fleeting, as invisible as quicksand.

Banruo suddenly smiled at Yimulian with bent lips, two golden eyes bent into small crescents, and said coquettishly like honey, "Yes, but brother Yimulian, brother found the trace of that man's soul ?"

His voice is delicate and soft, and it can be sweet to the bottom of my heart after one bite.Looking at Yimulian with a smile on his face, he was originally beautiful, but now he is even more resplendent, so attractive that no one can refuse.

With a single glance, he replied: "Every time you ask me for something, you will call me brother."

Banruo still frowned at the corners of her eyes, her golden eyelashes trembled slightly, her lips were flushed, and she was so well-behaved that it made one's heart itch.

"Yes, brother Yimulian, would you like to help me? I'm really grateful." His voice was still as sweet as honey.

Yi Mu Lian tanned slightly: "I still remember your gratitude last time, and you wanted to eat me whole while I was weak."

Banruo gritted his teeth, still maintained a smile and said: "That's also because brother Yimulian is too careless. You are so weak, but you still appear in front of my eyes. Brother Yimulian, it's not that you don't know me. Seeing the usual How could a god who was so much stronger than himself and suddenly became weak not seize the opportunity?" He bit down heavily on the words "appearing in front of me", as if everything was a matter of course. Even wrong.

Because you are weak and you appear in front of me, I will eat you as a matter of course.

What a natural logic and attitude, Yimulian almost laughed out of his anger.

A feeling of helplessness filled his heart, which turned into a wry smile on his face.

"Hey, brother Yimulian, please help me. I can't sleep day and night if I don't get the trace of that man's soul and tear him apart." Banruo said, he was always smiling, but when he said "life and death "Tear to pieces", his eyes suddenly turned cold, and his sweet smile turned into a cruel sneer.

Speaking of Prajna, as if thinking of something, he put on the red mask that had been pinned to his face, and said with a smile: "I suddenly remembered that I don't look good when I'm angry. If brother Yimulian sees it, brother , maybe you won’t want to help me.”

Fragments of golden hair scattered from the thin straps of the mask, shining slightly under the moonlight, like expensive golden velvet.

He moved closer to Yimulian and spoke in a low voice on the side of his neck. Although he was wearing a mask, the slight heat could still pass through the mask to Yimulian's skin. "Brother, the soul I pulled out from the underworld last time... doesn't seem to be that man... Although it's very similar, but...it's not him."

He murmured word by word, his voice was soft and beautiful, as if he was singing a beautiful waka: "I don't blame my brother for finding the wrong person, but brother, can you read it for me again..."

He was very close to Yimulian, although the two had no skin-to-skin contact, but his ruthless behavior in such intimacy was provocative for no reason.

Yimu even the surrounding space was occupied by Hannya, and his breath even merged with Hannya's. Under that red mask, it was clearly Hannya's sneering face, with a honey-like voice, flirtatious to the point of blood. body, this is Prajna.

Yimulian stretched out a hand, stroked the red ghost face of Banruo, and said with a smile: "Ah Ruo, this time, brother can't do your work for nothing. You have to give me some benefits."

Banruo laughed and said: "As long as I can crush that man's soul, I will serve Master Yimulian's orders. But only once."

He was always like this, negotiating terms and bargaining, with such audacity that you forgave him almost immediately.

Yimulian reached out and stroked his blond hair, but said nothing.

The moonlight is scorching, and the breeze melts.The subtle touch spread along the tip of the hair to the heart, Banruo froze for a moment, and then quickly moved away from him one meter away.

too close.

So close.

When Yimulian was still the God of Fengshen, he saw Prajna, who was extremely weak and just a pale golden wandering spirit, come to rest in his god for three consecutive months.Although it's just a wisp of soul, the whole person has a feeling of laziness. The golden soul is sitting on the railing of the god under the sun, and it's almost a foxtail in its mouth.

At that time, Yimulian was a respected Fengshen. Every day, many villagers came to worship the god, offering sacrifices, kneeling on the ground, with a devout expression on his face, and the purest and most firm belief in him.With people who believed in him, his power gradually became stronger and stronger, and eventually he became a powerful god who guarded one side, ensuring that the weather was smooth and the wind and rain did not return.

For three consecutive months, that golden soul has been coming to bask in the sun. After the person who prayed and made a wish has left, he grabs the offering and eats it, regardless of whether there is a rightful owner or not, as if he is the one being worshipped. .Sometimes even when a young girl comes to worship, she lifts the hair of the girl up to her nose and sniffs it, with a very beautiful smile on her face.

The golden soul seems to be nourished by the gods, and finally has its own entity, red mask, short golden hair, golden eyes, water-colored lips, a pair of white and beautiful thighs exposed under the kimono, and a huge Prajna pelvis behind A black snake drilled out of it.

It is said that he went to the underworld to catch the snake when he was idle and bored.

Finally, with the foxtail in her mouth, Banruo happily fell asleep on the beam of the god under the golden sunlight.Only when a beautiful woman comes, will she wake up faintly with a sweet smile like a baby.Sometimes he would throw maple leaves and flowers at the girl, and his eyes were so beautiful that they were dazzling.

Yimulian doesn't know who this is and where the little devil came from, playing around on his territory.But seeing that he is so pretty and has a cute personality, after all, he didn't cause any major damage, so he left.

In March like this, Yimulian can see him every day, but he has never paid attention to the existence of Yimulian.

Later, Prajna stopped coming.

Didn't come for a year, didn't come for two years, didn't come for three years.However, I have heard news of many women committing suicide, more and more year after year. When she died, her whole body turned red and her soul disappeared.

In the fourth year, with the development of the village, people gradually forgot about Yimulian, and forgot that there was such a god who kept everything in order. Come to worship.The mighty god lost his followers, and his originally tall body became smaller and smaller, until finally he was so small that he was only one finger high.

Can such a god, an abandoned god, still be a god?

Until one day, Banruo didn't know what kind of mentality it was, and when he came here again with a red mask and foxtail in his mouth, he was slightly startled when he saw the deserted appearance.After all, in his memory, this place has always been a place to collect free food, just come and look for it when you are hungry.At this moment, it is desolate like this.

It really fits a poem.

Seeing him rising from a tall building, seeing his banquet guests, seeing his building collapsed.

However, this "he" has never paid attention to him.

Sitting on the beam again, Hannya slightly swayed her two thighs, which were as smooth as white jade, dazzling and beautiful in the sun.

He was leaning comfortably on the beam, the sun was shining on his face, the golden eyelashes, golden pupils, and snow-white skin were so beautiful.He was a little drowsy, but he felt an unpleasant wind blowing around him. It took him a lot of effort to find Yimulian who was also on the beam.

Small and pitiful, although handsome and amazing.

Hannya has a special preference for good-looking people.

Don't know how this guy got here.

Banruo picked up the villain, and said to him with crooked eyebrows and a voice like honey, "Little guy, what are you?"

Looking at this ignorant guy with a single glance, he felt a fire in his heart, and said, "I am Fengshen."

Hannya opened her golden eyes wide, and her golden eyelashes trembled slightly.Looking at the face magnified dozens of times in front of my eyes, I just feel that it is really beautiful.

"You said, you are a god? Hahaha, how funny, if you are a god, how can you be so small?" Prajna immediately showed a mocking look in his eyes.

With a glance: "You have eaten my sacrifice for three months, what do you say I am?"

Banruo closed her eyes slightly, wandered for a while, and then said: "Well... that seems to have happened four years ago. So, you were the one who was enshrined by the villagers there at that time? But, looking at the current situation, probably you It became so small because there was no one to support it."

"Exactly." With a glance, this guy finally got the hang of it.

Unexpectedly, Banruo suddenly grinned and said with a smile: "Since it is a god, it must taste very good. Although it is very weak, it is still a great tonic for me."

Said that the beautiful hand carried him, and sent him whole to Prajna's mouth.

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