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The violent roar attracted the attention of ghosts and gods who hadn't left yet.

The rituals of the New Year's Hatsuchi will last a day, and some ghosts and gods are only for the first few, and they will disperse after the Kagura is over, which is the current time period.But before they dispersed, they first saw the collapse of the Izumo Hall.

"Hong can afford it." Hong Yanmo said expressionlessly after he drew his knife and cut off a pillar.He lifted the priest from the ground, he was very measured, except for some smoke and dust, there was no scar on the other party's body, but Hong Yanmo didn't care about the mental fright.

"Izumo's business has not been very good these years. The only event that can be sold is New Year's Eve." He tugged on the collar of the priest, "This kind of business is not unique as long as there is enough merit to support it. Yan Moting never considered getting involved in this aspect, Hong thought it was already a big concession."

"Then, every year, the preparation of the ingredients for the Izumo feast, and even the entire banquet is contracted by Yan Moting. The meal is very pleasant? Since you look down on Hong and Hong's fellows, why do you want to eat what they make?"

"Come on, tell me about Chiu, what do you want to blackmail?"

The priest has never faced the wrath of a powerful god, and he has shrunk pitifully into a pickle.

"The gods mean... let Yan Moting come... the Izumo feast..."

"Oh, and then don't give me money?"

The priest pretended to be dead and dared not answer, which is indeed the case.

Hong Yanmo was a little surprised.

"But this year's Izumo banquet was contracted to Yuya Jiu? Although the craftsmanship of the soup house is not top-notch, it is also one of the best. It is delicious."

For this honor, the soup house even sent Bailong to Yan Moting to steal the secret recipe before, in order to enhance its own catering ability.In fact, this is meaningless at all, because Hong Yanmo doesn't want to participate at all this year. It is already a lot of trouble to provide ingredients for Izumo every year. In addition to the production, the Jiujiu guys will lose a lot of weight.

So after winning the contracting rights for ten consecutive years, Hong Yan Mo, who felt that this honor was lacking in challenges, left with the trophy of ten consecutive championships. He needed some more challenging projects to improve the overall strength of Yan Moting, such as What about Chinese and Western chef competitions, super chef competitions, etc., the latter Hong Yanmo has already taken care of it.

After hearing what he said, the priest wept.

"No, it's not delicious..."

"The first ten years were all Yan Moting... Suddenly the soup house..."

It is difficult to go from luxury to frugality.

The priest felt very sad.

"Then pay to eat." Dazai Osamu suddenly said, "Boss, we host large-scale banquets to collect merits and not money, right?"

Hong Yanmo nodded affirmatively.

"Izumo's scale requires about... four months of merit and virtue?"

The priest cried with a "Wow".

Eat once a year, eat four months of net income at a time, poverty is like a cloud, and you can't get rid of it!Now that Shinto is in decline, and there are fewer and fewer believers, the gods don't care about childbirth and only know how to eat public food. Life is getting more and more difficult.Hundreds of years ago, a god came up with an idea to let some shops host the Izumo banquet and give honors. This move saved a lot of merit and was praised by the king of the country.

Then in these hundreds of years... they discovered the invincible and delicious Yan Moting.

There are records showing that the speed at which the gods ate their banquets was significantly accelerated, and they even fought.

However, the gods were very proud, and the other party was just a small sparrow, so they ate in silence without boasting.Occasionally, Yan Moting was busy throughout the year, so he would give up the application. The gods ate the food with a significantly lower grade, and everyone was very dignified, but they wept silently in their hearts.

This year was even more shocking. Yan Moting did not plan to apply for the contracting right of the Izumo banquet in the future, and at most provided fresh ingredients.The mountain behind Yan Moting has a vast area, and hardworking sparrows have planted different crops everywhere. Some things can only be donated if they cannot be eaten. Donating to the cloud or welfare institutions makes no difference to Yan Moting.

"This year has already passed. If you want to make a reservation next year, please tweet as soon as possible." Hong Yanmo reminded, "His Royal Highness Dragon Girl Otohime is already inquiring about the Dragon Palace banquet. , generously gave 50 years of merit, and there are many, many pearls and coral chirp... Dazai chirp, what are you laughing at?"

Osamu Dazai felt that the banquet celebrating the millennium of the scumbag man's aging was very magical, so he couldn't hold it back, and when he looked up, he saw the boss staring at him indifferently.

"If you have to work one day, Hong will set up a flowing water mat for you outside Yan Moting for a month."

Dazai Osamu: "..."

This news must not be leaked, otherwise countless people will rush to make him work.

The priest sat up in shock in his dying illness.

"Really, Boss Red?!"

Dazai Osamu: "..."

like this.

Hong Yanmo let out a long sigh of relief. After demolishing the main hall, his mood improved, and the little bird in his heart was chirping briskly. He could consider decompression once in a while.He glanced at the priest lying on the ground like a rag doll, looking at him eagerly, shook his head, and threw a few golden beads of condensed merit on him.

"Okay, Hong's compensation is already in place, if Izumo has anything to do, please contact Yan Moting's external relations department."

He even took out a long cigarette and took a puff, exhaling the smoke leisurely.

"Red is closed today, chirp."

Priest: "..."

It's like giving money afterwards, but it's a golden bead of merit!Please insult him more violently!He is willing!

Osamu Dazai's train of thought was surprisingly consistent with the priest's.

"Boss, come and insult me, I don't want to lose [-] centimeters." He wept, "Boss hug me."

The rich woman hugged me.

Hong Yanmo glanced at him indifferently, and tapped the cigarette stick.

"Hong only hugs Jiujiu who is doing work."

He walked out mercilessly, and saw that Osamu Dazai didn't follow after he walked out for a while, so he endured it, turned back, and dragged him out by the back collar.

"How long do you want to stay in the ruins for Chiu? Go change with Hong first! Now this Chiu is too embarrassing for Hong!"

After leaving the main hall, the voices of ghosts and gods were heard, but no one knew that the instigator was passing through them.The sun has been shining brightly on the earth, and there are still a large number of ghosts and gods on the golden mountain where the shrine is located.

With sharp eyesight, Hong Yanmo found the most expensive one among a bunch of stalls for buying clothes, and threw Osamu Dazai into it.The windbreaker and cloak are too nondescript, you have to change, there are all kinds of clothes here, from Asuka to Showa, you can choose.In the end, Hong Yanmo looked at Dazai Osamu who was wearing a simple and crisp black coat. This outfit was very upright and very...gentle.

He was in a trance for a moment.

"Boss?" Osamu Dazai noticed that he was not in the right mood, so he probed, "The boss here said that the bill is about to be paid, boss, what do you think?"

Red Yama: "..."

He really wanted to crush this Jiujiu to death!

"Just kidding, I've already paid~" Dazai Osamu came out of the booth, and Ben Yanmo just nodded, suddenly remembered something, and looked at him in horror.

"The merit of paying the bill is..."

"It's in the merit box."

really! ! !

"Boss, let's go play with that! There are a lot of people there!" Osamu Dazai deftly diverted Kuienmo's attention, and Kumiyama looked in the direction he pointed. There was a small field where many... ducks were kept in captivity , making a "quack quack" noise.

"Looks like a duck race." Osamu Dazai was tall, took a look, and sighed, "Could this be the elegance of ghosts and gods?"

Red Yama: "..."

no!Don't slander ghosts and gods!Who is in charge of the review on Izumo this year, even ducks can be allowed in!

Amidst the screams of "quack quack quack", Hongyanmo watched dazaijiu in a daze with the merits he took out from the merit box to pay, and then pasted a talisman on his forehead.

"It seems that by posting this, you can control the duck... Oh! Boss, feel it! This feeling! This feeling of flying!"

In the field, the duck manipulated by Osamu Dazai spread its wings and flew high, which caused a lot of exclamations, and was finally thrust down by the stall owner with a fork.

Wait... get the fork down?

The illusionist with different red and blue pupils sat indifferently on the stall owner's seat, collecting money while forking the disobedient duck back.There was no expression on his face, and when he looked closer, his eyes were empty, as if he had lost his soul.

"Wujiu, why are you here?" Hong Yanmo was very surprised. This kind of booth was applied in advance. It stands to reason that Baijiu, who came in as a guest, would not be the owner of the stall, but he just sat here and was still working. look.

Liu Daomui's stagnant eyes finally moved slowly, and he gave Hong Yanmo a sad look.

"Ku Jiu, I was in a hurry to go out today, and I haven't used a fork yet."

"Oh." Osamu Dazai knew it.

"Chirp." Hong Yan Mo also knew.

Six Paths: "..."

He hates it! ! !

After confirming that Liu Dao Mu was only here to vent his occupational diseases, Hong Yanmo was relieved.He touched the talisman paper on his head, and began to try to manipulate his duck to the starting line.He hasn't played relaxingly for a long time, it's a little novel, and a little touching, it's all thanks to Da Zaijiu, Hong Yanmo thinks so at this moment.

However, when the duck manipulated by Osamu Dazai flew across the air, the ghosts and gods around him asked him "whether he knows the manipulator of this duck" with concern, Kui Yanmo's emotion burst like a soap bubble, and he closed his eyes in pain. Eye.

"I don't know Jiu!" He said firmly.

"boss???"

All the ducks took their positions, Liu Daoku raised his fork, and the ducks rushed out immediately.Dazai Osamu's duck was very arrogant, and the snake moved around, pushing all the other participating ducks out of the track, and then rushed towards Hong Yanma's duck with flapping wings!

"Boss! A decisive victory..."

Before the words fell, it was probably because the emotions conveyed to the duck were too excited, or it might be because too much energy was consumed before, Osamu Dazai's duck fell face down on the street.Hong Yanmo's ducks passed him slowly but steadily, and a duck just crossed the finish line with chirping steps.

It's probably equivalent to a person running 800 meters inside eight, and still winning.

"Kujiujiujiujiujiujiujiujiujiujiu!" Liudaokuro, who watched the booth, slapped the table and laughed, it was great, he didn't have to award the prize to the annoying Dazai Osamu, and he didn't have any psychological barriers when giving the prize to the boss, so Hong Yanmo received a duck doll.

Holding the doll, Kumiyama was stunned for a while, then looked up, and saw Osamu Dazai walking towards him with a few duck feathers stuck on his head.

"happy?"

Osamu Dazai flicked the dust on his sleeves, and his background was a group of ghosts and gods crying loudly holding the duck that was squeezed out of the field.Without the feeling that he had done something bad, Osamu Dazai just laughed, and then in the sight of Ben Yanma, he found the duck feathers on his head.

"Ah... I don't know when..."

Beni Yanmo stretched out his hand, Dazai Osamu lowered his head, and obediently let the boss pluck his hair.

——A shiny steel fork suddenly stabbed out, and precisely hooked away the duck feathers on Osamu Dazai's head.

Liudaoku retracted the steel fork, feeling quite proud of it, it was such a precise operation!Steel forks can be loaded using textbooks!

Dazai Osamu: "..."

Osamu Dazai: "Mop!"

Liudaoku: "Huh???"

The atmosphere between the two suddenly became tense, Liudao Mu stood up from his seat holding a steel fork, his red and blue eyes narrowed dangerously.

"Kujiu, is there something wrong with your eyes?"

"It's obviously a pineapple!"

Red Yama: "..."

It doesn't seem to be getting any better.

A gust of wind hit his face, and Liu Dao Mu couldn't help frowning. Suddenly, he realized something, and quickly lowered his body. A gust of wind passed over his head, and his hairstyle survived.The white-haired young man folded the Flame Wings behind him with a regretful expression.

"Not caught."

Liudaokuo was shocked when he looked at Osamu Dazai who was so relaxed.

How... how insidious and cunning!

It turned out that he was not scolding him, but...

Summon Prynne? ! !

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The doll-shaped jiu-jiu are about to gather together.

It's hell, yes.