Demon Hunter and His Hut

"What a spectacular place!"

A smile appeared on Higurashi Chika's face. After she left Samukawa, her condition was contained, and there had been no new murderous intentions for several days.

This made Roger feel a little strange, but he helped Hiki Chika check several times, but he couldn't find the real reason.

Thinking about it can only boil down to the mood.

Walk more, look more, if you have an open mind, it may also dilute the killing intent in your body.

"What's so good? I'm tired of seeing it!"

A paper man sitting on the shoulders of Nippon Chika shook his head and said.

The paper man was about the size of a palm, and the surface of the body exuded a hazy glow. The proportions of her body were exactly the same as those of Xuezi. She was talking boredly kicking her finger-thin calves.

"This road is too peaceful, can't you find something exciting to do?"

"This is the ordinary world, how can there not even be a battle?"

"Or…"

While she was talking, she looked suspiciously at Roger and Chika Higure.

"You two are carrying me..."

"What do you think, do you really need to carry you?!"

Roger said with a look of disdain, he shot like electricity, pinched the collar of the paper man and threw her out.

"Ah...ooh..."

Xuezi's voice was quickly overwhelmed by the sound of the wind, she was dancing in the air, and it took a lot of effort to fall back on the shoulders of Nishigo Qianxia.

The area under the control of Funiu Sword House is very large, and the number of forces and cities under its command is much more than that of Jackdaw Sword House.

More importantly, after years of intensive cultivation, their sphere of influence has covered the entire area.

Even the high mountains in the wild have corresponding levels.

With a large population, scattered towns, villages and cities are linked together, and huge vitality envelopes the entire area.

This makes the area managed by Funiu Jianlu closer to the normal world.

Even at night, only certain areas will encounter danger, and the occasional monsters in the village are almost trivial.

Along the way, Roger can clearly see the happiness and abundance of ordinary people.

The Jackdaw Sword Master obviously has no talent in governance. In addition, his rise time is too short, too fast, and there is no time to accumulate, and the forces under his command can barely protect the city.

As for the wild, it is only occasionally involved in the daytime.

Castle Peak.

Walking into the city, Roger looked around and saw a rare cramp.

There are a lot of pedestrians on the road, and there are also practitioners walking around. The houses are connected together on the main road. The strange thing is that many houses are decorated with lights and decorations.

Most people are happy to see people on the street.

"what happened?"

"Are there any important holidays?"

Festival, this extremely normal word in reality, is a kind of extravagant hope in ordinary life.

"I remember!"

Higurashi Chika suddenly said, "Today is March 3rd, it's Girl's Day."

"My father celebrated for me once when I was young."

"The God Society held a ritual of the young girl, and the girls would put the dolls in a box and let them go with them to take away bad luck."

Higurashi Chika seemed to recall something.

"I can't remember many details of the day. The only thing I remember is that after we came back, we ate a cold scallop in a small shop on the roadside."

"I won't forget the smell for the rest of my life."

Ordinary people in Funiu Jianlu's jurisdiction are still in the mood for the holidays, and the strength of Jianlu is evident.

"Quickly, quickly, let's go over and take a look!"

"I don't have these things in my memory." Xuezi jumped and jumped on the shoulders of Nippon Chika, urging in a hurry.

Roger raised his head and glanced at the distant mountains, hesitated for a moment, and agreed.

"Let's go, it's on the way anyway."

The two followed the flow of people all the way, followed the joyous crowd to a nearby green hill, and when they reached the hill, the celebration became even more solemn.

Roger didn't know the specific process of the Girl's Day, nor did he know whether the holiday in the perpetual life was related to the present world.

But seeing the smiling faces around is still very susceptible to infection.

He noticed that the dolls made by the girls were very delicate.

The details are realistic.

It seemed that each of them had the blessings of Onmyoji. Roger glanced around at random. Among them, some of the better ones were almost the same proportions as real people, and their appearances were exactly the same.

He saw the girls walking up the river and taking out the carefully prepared paper boats. The paper boats were about half a meter long, and the boats were covered with talisman.

Immediately afterwards, the girl will put the elaborate doll on the boat, and then take out the personal sachet.

"what is that?"

Xuezi asked curiously.

"It's lanugo."

"It's the first strand of hair cut from the top of the head after the girl was born, with a bit of innate spiritual power."

There was a voice next to him, and Roger looked sideways. It was a woman with a veil on her head. There was spiritual power flowing on the scarf, which was obviously not an ordinary item.

If you want to see the appearance of a woman, you can only destroy the spiritual defense on the surface of the scarf.

Roger is certainly not so boring. He withdrew his gaze and glanced casually.

But Xuezi was interested.

"What are they doing?"

"Pray to take away bad luck?"

Xuezi asked enthusiastically.

"Doom?" The black gauze woman sneered, "I think it's peach blossom luck, right?"

Hearing the words "Peach Blossom", Xuezi immediately became gossip, "So, Hinamatsuri is used to propose marriage?"

The black yarn woman looked at Roger and Higurashi Chika suspiciously, "Are you not from here?"

Roger nodded, "I'm from the north."

The woman didn't ask carefully, her eyes showed a trace of clarity, "No wonder."

"This festival is not used to propose marriages, but to screen women for the children of Jianlu. Here, Funiu is the king and the sky."

"Those dolls have been made since the first day of the girls' birth. Every hair on the dolls comes from the girls' bodies, and there is even a drop of blood inside the doll's body."

"These dolls will pass through several areas along the river one by one, Jiutiao Mountain, Shuilge Pavilion, and then to Otowa Falls. The entire river has a special onmyoji in operation."

"The puppets who finally reached the end pass the selection and are eligible to go up the mountain and stay there."

This process sounds familiar.

Roger motored his chin, thinking silently.

"But to be honest, the people at Funiu Jianlu have basically no flaws except for their obsession with female sex."

"Under their management, life is stable. Although there are occasional incidents caused by demons, it will not affect the overall life."

"Compared to other places, it's already considered happy."

"What's more, many ordinary people want their daughters to be selected, because this will greatly improve the living conditions of the entire family."

"Girls who have reached the age of 16 need to leave their dolls in the river on the Hinamatsuri Festival on March 3. After being selected for two years, they will be sent back to their homes."

"Get married and have children normally."

Roger secretly slapped his tongue.

Here, women’s going up the mountain seems more like an obligation, and it won’t take long. Two years later, they will only be 18 years old.

Marriage and children are all at the same age.

"Will anyone still want a girl coming down from the mountain?"

Xuezi had a strange expression on her face. Such a strange custom is much more exciting than a TV series.

"Not only are some people wanting, but they are also vying for it!"

"The vast majority of the women who came back from the bottom of the mountain remained virgins, and only a handful of them were wet."

"The strangest thing is that no matter these women marry anyone, the percentage of their offspring as practitioners is terribly high."

"Women with wet bodies are particularly prominent. Later, some women will figure out their own way before going down the mountain..."

Speaking of this, the black sand woman closed her mouth, and it was a bit untimely to talk about similar topics with the openness of the world.

Everyone was an adult, and naturally understood what she meant next.

"What can I do?" At this moment, Xuezi suddenly said.

"Say it quickly, what do they think?"

She urged earnestly.

In order to avoid her next nonsense, Roger could only reach out his hand to block her mouth, and then motioned to the black yarn woman to continue.

"Bah, baah!"

"Don't use yours...oooo..."

Xuezi struggled.

"The rest is nothing."

The emotion in the eyes of the black gauze woman was calmer.

"You seem to know this well." Higurashi Chika said.

"Because I was selected many years ago."

"It was really a special experience."

The woman sighed, obviously reluctant to talk more.

At this time, the crowd began to move. Unexpectedly, the dolls did not go down the river, where the river flowed upstream and surged from low to high to the top of the mountain.

Since the path was the same, Roger did not deliberately avoid it. He retracted his finger and followed the flow of people up the mountain.

The gorgeously dressed girls yelled loudly. Every time someone passed through an area, some people were happy and some were lost.

But even if someone was eliminated, the loser was unwilling and did not leave, but continued to move forward, which led to the end, the winding mountain road was densely packed with people.

"It's almost the waterfall."

In the end, the number of dolls left is not particularly exaggerated. The atmosphere at this time is quite like a draft in the real world, and people's emotions are pushed to the limit.

Finally, following the current, the boat carrying the doll leaped along the water pool to the top of the waterfall.

The crowd cheered, and the candidates even cried in excitement.

"I come here every year to participate in this event. When I see them, I think of myself."

The black gauze woman said quietly.

In this world, without power, they have too few choices.

The time of those two years, let her use a lifetime to remember.

The climax of the festival is over. All that is left is to select and register, and then go up the mountain on the right day. By then, it should be overcrowded again.

At this time Roger had separated from the crowd and continued upward along the mountain road.

After exceeding a certain height, the oppression of spiritual power is obviously strengthened. This is to warn ordinary people to enter in a hurry.

Walking up a distance again, a voice suddenly sounded.

"Stop coming!"

Then a burly man blocked Roger's way.

"I am from Hanchuan, a student of the Jackdaw Sword Master, visiting Funiu Sword House on behalf of Jianlu!"

Roger said loudly.

With that said, he took out the token that Morita Dohiro gave him.

But when the various forces communicate, they are proof of their identity.

"Shanchuan..."

"Jackdaw Sword Master?!"

The expression on the burly man's face changed, he looked up and down Roger a few times, and then there was a trace of admiration on his face.

Roger couldn't help nodding.

This is the advantage of having power as a backer.

You don't even need to do it after you go out, you can enjoy the surprised and envied look of the other party as long as you report your name.

Invisible force is the deadliest.

There was a right smile on Roger's face, which was not proud, but also powerful, and it was difficult to grasp it.

"Uh…"

"You have the courage!"

The man suddenly spoke, but Roger was slightly taken aback by what he said.

Then he saw that the look in the opponent's eyes changed from shock to sympathy.

"It takes a lot of courage to become a student of the Jackdaw Sword Master..."

Roger:...

"Take me up the mountain!"

He reduced the smile on his face and said indifferently.

"Please come with me, I will take you to the resting place at the gate of Jianlu first."

While he was speaking, Roger noticed that there was light and shadow flying up the mountain, it should be a notification message.

Because of the oppression of spiritual power, Aoki Kazuo's onmyoji has long lost its effect, so Nippon Chika collected the paper man and walked up the mountain with Roger.

Dangdang!

At this time, a huge bell struck from the direction of the top of the mountain.

"So soon, the people on the mountain already know that I'm here?" He asked with some confusion.

"It's not."

The man walking in front turned his head.

"Today is Girl's Day. On the mountain where the news is spread, three bells ringing means that the number of people passing this year exceeds expectations."

"So ring the bell to celebrate."

Roger opened his mouth, and he decided that in the next time, unless someone asked him, he would never speak easily.

The surrounding climate is pleasant, and the air is slightly humid. After walking for some distance, Roger looked back and looked down. The clouds and mist were misty, and it was a bit immortal.

However, thinking of seeing similar draft behavior at the foot of the mountain not long ago, Roger's impression of this place was greatly reduced.

Vulgar, vulgar intolerable.

Ordinary transcendents are indeed not very restrained in such things, but no matter how ridiculous it is, there is no absurdity from the Bariu Sword House.

The nobles in the Middle Ages had the right to the first night, and Funiu Sword House was not much better, thinking about a voice from ahead.

"Here we are."

Roger raised his head, and then he saw a barberry carved from bluestone with a body length of more than 20 meters.

The location of the barium is on the edge of the cliff, UU Reading www.uukanshu.com, its body is slightly arched, its hind limbs are kicking on the ground, and the sharp horns seem to pierce the sky!

Behind Barniu is a continuous group of buildings.

Look at this style of people.

Roger couldn't help but curled his lips.

Looking back now, Hanchuan seems to have only Shirayuki and Gaoshan, which is far from Bariu Sword House in every respect.

As Roger sighed, a voice came into his ears.

"Are you a student of the Jackdaw Sword Master?"

"Your teacher owes me a life, so you should pay it back today!"

Roger turned his head and saw a figure striding forward, feeling the wave of spiritual power surging on the opponent, thinking of Morita Dohiro's advice, Roger couldn't help sighing.

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