Volume 2 Rashomon of Yomi Hirasaka Chapter 11 Walking on the Road
The journey out of Lingfang Bookstore was smoother than expected. The half-awake old librarian died on the chair with blood coming out of the corner of his mouth. It was probably because he was shocked to death by the mirror monster being swallowed, or he was the mirror monster's body. This kind of thing was just a common sight for Li Lin. It was so common that he wanted to spit and destroy the corpse.
However, He, who had already made up her mind to leave, looked at the dead old man with great shock. Tears kept oozing from the corners of her eyes. She looked strangely pretty as she bit her lips while suppressing her tears. It reminded people of what our ancestors once said about women wearing mourning clothes with their hair done up.
It turns out that the girl who is caught in tragedy is the most beautiful girl.
"Do you know anything about the state of nothingness?"
"No... I don't know..."
"There is a fantasy on the road you came from."
Walking down the stone road, Li Lin said casually.
"Actually, I think there are still some things you haven't told me, right? Because everything is my own speculation. There are still many things you haven't said, right?"
"I……"
"Let me put it this way. The Realm of Nothingness is actually an illusion of the heart. If you really hide something from me, I will push you out onto the cobblestone road. What do you think?"
"What do you want... That's enough..."
He, who was following Li Lin closely, had a ridiculous expression on his face and looked at the figure in front of him with some mental breakdown.
She had thousands of words in her heart, but looking at the smiling player, she felt that her ventriloquism and language skills, which she once took pride in, were so pale and powerless.
All the calculations that I had made in my mind were shattered into rubble by just a few words. I had originally planned that if this man was a pervert, I would just give myself to him, which would be better than death. If he wanted money, I would give him my savings, and if he wanted knowledge and magic, I would give him books. However, this man in front of me seemed to want nothing, but also seemed to want everything. What exactly did he want to do? I couldn't even think of a single thing.
Even understanding is impossible.
"Then the countdown begins now. Think carefully about whether you have been hiding something from me."
Looking at the girl who was shaking non-stop and whose mental defenses had completely collapsed, Li Lin smiled and held up three fingers.
"Then count down three times. I'll give you three counts. If you can't figure out what you're hiding from me, then go and fight those statues. I don't know what abilities those statues have, but you definitely know, so you understand."
"I don't……"
"three."
"Wait a minute, I really didn't—"
"two."
"I really don't have any!"
"one!"
"I want to save my sister! I don't want to leave here alone!"
"That's right. Why can't you say you want to rescue your sister? Isn't it great to have the whole family together?"
Just tell the truth.
Looking at the flashing mark on the taskbar, Li Lin grinned.
Then he embraced the girl who was kneeling on the ground and crying, and waved to the blurry figures at the end of the gravel road.
"You've been watching over there for so long , shouldn't you show some appreciation? This little girl just wants to find her sister, can you please be flexible? Besides, you're just holding a festival like Ryosaka, isn't it a bit too much to make it lively?"
"...It seems that the layman is not qualified to say such a thing, right?"
The fog kept rolling, and one after another, practitioners wearing divine robes and Taoist robes walked out of the fog.
There were witches, shamans, fortune-tellers, shamans, spiritual masters, Taoists, monks and basically all the monks who had anything to do with the mundane world in various outfits and costumes in the fog. It was like a folk exhibition.
However, Li Lin was not afraid of these people. There was a cultivator dressed like a beggar in Kuwait University. There was a huge gap between the real cultivators and the folk magicians in front of him. These people in front of him were at most successful cultivators among mortals. That was all. There was nothing else that Li Lin could take seriously.
However, these people obviously did not think so. After exchanging a few words with each other, a bald man came out and bowed.
"Layman, let's put aside the conflict between us for now. Can you please let go of that female donor?"
"No. This girl has a nice body and is very comfortable to hug. What's wrong?"
“…”
Are you a poisonous person?
Looking at Li Lin who spoke with a righteous and self-righteous expression, the monk coughed twice and put on an official look.
"Since you are doing something unsightly to our ghost bride, we, the Hirasaka Cultivation Community, have decided to maintain the purity and justice of this land. If you can be self-aware, or if you want to give us some face, then we will forgive you. We have our own difficulties. I hope you can understand."
"Then?"
"Well, then?"
Looking at the figure who seemed not to have heard and continued to walk forward with the girl in his arms, the monk lowered his head to think about it, and finally shook his head.
"Forget it, I'll just be frank. After I let go of the girl in your hand, we'll pretend nothing happened. You didn't do anything, and we didn't come here. What do you think?"
"so what?"
"So don't make things bad for everyone—"
Before the last word was spoken, the monks noticed that the man walking on the road casually threw out two daggers.
Because it was so relaxed, even the monks did not notice anything wrong. They just reached out their hands arrogantly to grab the dagger thrown over, showing their strength as practitioners and making the young man retreat.
But just as he grasped the dagger, a small glass bottle behind the dagger was smashed by the mechanism. A thick layer of green liquid rushed towards them. Several monks didn't even have time to scream, and they turned into a wisp of green smoke in the eyes of everyone's fear. The green liquid spilled on the ground with a series of hissing sounds, and soon left a bottomless pit.
"Even the Steam Holy Sword couldn't withstand the pure original acid saliva after three strengthenings. You guys are really brave."
Looking at the two people who had evaporated, Li Lin shrugged his shoulders and turned to look at the remaining monks. With just one glance, those practitioners in robes took a few steps back as if they were hit by an invisible giant hammer, and a few drops of cold sweat appeared on their foreheads.
