Wen Zheliu rolled up from the ground in embarrassment, spit out the grass blades in his mouth, and patted the dust and dirt on his body.
At this time, his appearance had been changed into hunting clothes that were more in line with the characteristics of the times. The straight sleeves are wide and the outer cover is snow-white. The exposed singlet is as dark as porcelain. The ankles are tied with lantern-shaped rattan finger-length trousers. Only the hairstyle is too modern and it is difficult to wear a black hat.
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Although this suit has a significant effect on increasing the world participation value and suppressing ghosts, its shortcomings are also obvious. This wide robe and long sleeves are not convenient for running and jumping to investigate. Therefore, Wen Zheliu thought again and again and chose to keep only the appearance of the ghost hunting clothes. In fact, he was still wearing regular clothes suitable for action underneath.
He held a snow-colored bat fan and scratched his forehead inexplicably.
"Where is this? This is..." There is only a secluded path in front of me that can only be passed by three or four people. The road is overgrown with weeds on both sides, and the maple trees are as bright as fire. It is quite quiet and elegant. "That's strange, where are they?"
Wen Zheliu stood in the middle of the road and looked around, but he didn't see He Qin or the others, nor did he hear the system's mission prompts.
"What's going on... Did you fall into some illusion again?"
Just as he was trying to find a way out, he heard a sound of voices coming from far and near in front of the road. Wen Zheliu looked curiously and saw a group of people coming from the other end of the path. Several people wearing Tongxinyi, who wore a short black feather fabric and white sleeves on both arms, was carrying a small sedan made of bamboo. On it sat a tall, fat man wearing hunting clothes and holding a bat fan, followed by others on both sides. Two young girls in white clothes and scarlet hakama, holding royal coins in hand, dressed as witches.
Ah... Is this an NPC from the third world
Wen Zheliu thought for a while and then raised his voice tentatively: "Excuse me -"
Seeing a young man wearing a green and white hunting coat with a handsome and gentle face and a strange hairstyle blocking the middle of the road, the servant carrying the sedan couldn't help but stop and shouted suspiciously: "Hey, who are you?! "
The tall, fat man sitting on the sedan glanced at Wen Zheliu from above, waved the fan in his hand, and said with disgust: "Where did that weird-looking boy come from? Get out of the way, don't block the way!"
His voice was smooth and sharp, with a sense of pampering and arrogance. Wen Zheliu didn't take it seriously, just thinking that this was an NPC that was not easy to serve, and asked again: "Excuse me, where is this place? Can anyone tell me?" me?"
The girls looked at each other in confusion. Seeing that his clothes were luxurious and his speech and behavior were neither humble nor arrogant, the Tongxin servant did not dare to directly come up to drive him away. Instead, he hesitated because of this. The tall, fat man said angrily: "What are you doing? Get him away quickly, or I will-"
The rest of the words were still stuck in the throat, and a shout came from the sky: "The people below give way, give way, ah ah!"
Wen Zheliu looked up and saw that Xie Yuanyuan suddenly fell from the sky and suddenly hit the tall fat man on the head!
Wen Zheliu: "..."
The bamboo sedan was smashed into pieces by this blow, and the person carrying the sedan fell backwards and was thrown to the muddy ground by the inertia, rolling into a mess. Xie Yuanyuan sat on the man's head and smashed him until he lost all breath. He was covered in bamboo shavings and collapsed in the middle of the debris. He didn't know whether he was dead or alive. The two girls screamed and simply threw them away. Yubi ran away. They were all wearing straw sandals and ran so fast in the mountains and forests that they disappeared from sight in the blink of an eye.
Several fellow soldiers saw something hit the person on the sedan chair, but they couldn't see clearly what hit it. They just thought it was because Zheliu, a fellow dressed as an onmyoji, had cast some magic spell to kill the person. He was so panicked that he shouted: "It's a murder! Ashiya-sama has been killed!"
Xie Yuanyuan struggled to get up from the man. In a panic, he stepped on the man's snow-white hunting clothes and left many dark footprints: "Killed?! What, who, who killed someone?!"
In the chaos, He Qin and Du Zijun also jumped on the ground one after another, but one of them stepped on the tree trunk first, and then jumped down using their strength, while the other landed calmly on the innocent Yin Yang who died in vain. On the teacher's body, the movement when he landed was actually silent.
All of them were dressed like priests, and Du Zijun was also dressed in white clothes, red haori, and a witch uniform with a white hemp rope around his waist. This shocked the Tongxin soldiers who took out their catching sticks and tried to catch the murderer. .
He Qin glanced at it and roughly knew what was going on here. He smiled slightly and said to Tong Xinyi: "Are you the ones escorting Lord Ashiya?"
Tongxinyi looked at them warily, He Qin smiled and said: "Don't be afraid, things are far from what you think..."
As he spoke, he turned his face slightly to Wen Zheliu's direction. Wen Zheliu immediately understood and took out a transparent glass vial from the package and stuffed it into Xie Yuanyuan's hand.
"... He claims to be a descendant of Ashiya, but is there any mark of proof on his body? He yells at everyone, but Onmyoji has his own shikigami to send him. Has he ever shown extraordinary miracles to everyone?"
He spoke calmly, and his tone was also sworn. Several of his fellow soldiers were hesitant, and the catching sticks they held in their hands gradually relaxed. At this moment, Xie Yuanyuan took advantage of He Qin's attention and walked aside to approach them. He opened the bottle cork with a pop, and a cloud of purple mist flew out, seeming to dye the air with a faint light. Tong Xinyi was caught off guard and took a sip into his nose. His pupils immediately blurred into pieces, his catching stick clattered to the ground, and he stared straight ahead.
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Grade: c+
Activation type: Instant activation
Cooling time: none
Attack power: none
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Xie Yuanyuan swallowed his throat and said nervously: "You... Well, your mission has been successfully completed. You can go back and deliver your work. Let's go. It was safe and sound along the way. There is nothing to say!"
Tong Xinyi looked in a daze and murmured repeatedly: "Completed...transfer...peace..."
With that said, they turned around and staggered away. Xie Yuanyuan hurriedly picked up the catching stick from the ground and stuffed it into their waists.
"Finally done." He wiped the sweat from his forehead, clasped his palms together, and apologized guiltily to the man lying on his back: "I'm sorry, I'm sorry, rest in peace, I really didn't mean to do it!"
Du Zijun "tsk", went up and tore open the clothes of "Master Ashiya", fumbled in his sleeves for a long time, and finally took out an exquisite document.
Wen Zheliu also bowed to the body, then leaned over curiously: "What is this?"
He Qin took it and unfolded it, but it was a commission document.
"The castle daimyo's wife, Goshima Chisato, lives in Asakusa... Due to the frequent movements in the mansion, the servants are frightened, the people and animals are shivering, and the distance is getting longer, I specially invite Ashiya Ritsu-sama to come..." He pondered for a moment, "It means, there is A daimyo lady whose husband died lives in Asakusa. Her mansion is haunted, and she wants to ask this man named Ashiya Ritsu to come over and cure the ghost."
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The system prompt finally came belatedly. Hearing Zheliu said curiously: "Ashiya? I remember that there is a great onmyoji who is often re-created and his surname is Ashiya. He seems to be called... Ashiya Michitoshi or something?"
He Qin sneered and said: "This is probably a liar. How could the descendants of Ashiya Michitoshi appear near Edo Castle at this time?"
"Then we will take his identity," Du Zijun said lightly, "The main mission is in Asakusa. He is like a stepladder that comes to your door. If you don't use it, you won't use it."
He Qin smiled and said: "Okay, captain, take the appointment document. From now on, you will be Ashiya Ritsu."
Xie Yuanyuan grimaced and took it reluctantly: "Oh, okay."
Several people were wearing extremely complicated outfits. Although they could just choose their appearance and what to wear underneath, the sun was shining brightly and the maple trees were gorgeous, which made people's eyes ache.
They carried Ashiya Ritsu's body to the bushes aside and put it away. During the process, Xie Yuanyuan said no less than a dozen words of apology with sincerity. After a few people cleaned up the mess and came out, there was no one on the road, let alone the horse-drawn carriages and ox-carts. They had to hurry and walk slowly on the road.
Wen Zheliu said: "Speaking of which, we don't seem to know which team will compete with us yet."
Du Zijun said: "Look, as soon as you arrive at the mission location, you will soon know which team it is."
"I have a headache..." Wen Zheliu shook his head and said, "It happens to be Edo. I really don't understand the historical background here."
He Qin said with relief: "It doesn't matter. It's the same for everyone. Just complete the task. As for whether it will reveal its flaws and reduce the participation value, there will always be a way to deal with it when the time comes."
A few people chatted and walked for half an hour, gradually leaving this uninhabited path and embarking on a vaguely inhabited avenue. Wen Zheliu caught a glimpse of an old man carrying a backpack walking towards him, so he stepped forward and asked, "Old man, where is this place?"
The old man looked carefully and saw a few elegantly dressed young men dressed as priests standing in front of him. He hurriedly stopped and replied: "They are some distinguished adults! This is the Mito Residence. It takes half a day to walk forward. , you can reach Azuma Bridge!"
"Oh—" Wen Zheliu seemed to understand, but still pretended to speak in a longer tone and asked again, "How far is it from Asakusa?"
Unexpectedly, after hearing his question, the old man's expression changed drastically and he suddenly raised his head. At this moment, he seemed to have seen their strange short hair style. He took a few steps back hastily, waved his hand and said: "Old man, I'll go first. One step, I'm rude, I'm rude!"
Xie Yuanyuan was confused: "What's going on?"
But there was no answer. The old man seemed to have seen a ghost and ran away tremblingly. Even Wen Zheliu couldn't hold him back for a moment.
"Isn't it just a place name?" Monk Xie Yuanyuan was confused and muttered, "I still remember there is a Sensoji Temple or something. Why did you run away as if you were scared when you heard that we were going there?"