What is the experience of simulating a fairy

Shen Lue blinked:

"This should be a typical Japanese county in the Taisho era...

"It's a bit modern already."

He stood under the dim street lamp and began to sort out his thoughts.

The ultimate goal of this ghost slaying instance is to destroy the ancestor of the ghost named "Ghost Dance Tsuji Mime".

But I am so weak now.

And no organization could be found.

Even the news of Oniwu Tsuji's miserable nowhere to inquire, let alone destroy him.

[Hello players, you have a new task waiting to be completed]

At this time, the game task bar in the upper left corner lit up with a red dot, and he quickly clicked to check:

①The first step of legendary recovery

Task difficulty

Synopsis

As the strongest swordsman who has just awakened, do you feel weak limbs, backaches, and weakness always come unexpectedly?That's spicy!

The rebirth of the legend needs a certain amount of gestation time~

You need to find a "ghost" of any strength and successfully eliminate it.

Completion reward

Plot advancement

The role level is raised to Lv.5;

Unlock the first type of breathing method of the day-round dance (the skill has 13 types in total).

"The task came in time."

After Shen Lue clicked to take it, he was ready to stroll around to see if he could find the so-called ghost and successfully eliminated it.

Guru~~~

Just a few steps, a grieving protest sounded from his stomach.

"Well, it's better to fill your stomach first."

Crossing the street, Shen Lue came to the noodle stall with a kerosene lamp and knocked on the glass window:

"Excuse me, a bowl of udon."

amount--

He suddenly remembered something, then touched his trouser pocket.

Ma, no money!

Moreover, he doesn't even have the strength, and he can't eat Bawang's meal.

He squeezed out an awkward smile:

"Sorry, no face, I have some other things to leave first~"

The noodle stall owner looked at Shen Lue, who disappeared in a slip of smoke, put down the spoon he was preparing for the soup, scratched his head in confusion, muttering in his mouth:

"strange.

"Why is the kimono that this person wears the style of the Warring States Period?"

.......

Shen slightly strolled on the street.

As the night darkened, most of the neon lights on the shops on both sides of the commercial street went out.

He walked outside a hair salon and looked at himself in the mirror:

He is a little over 1.8 meters tall.

His face is slightly immature, and he is a young man no more than 18 years old.

The appearance is considered handsome, but there is a very conspicuous special totem on the forehead that resembles a birthmark, which has an unspeakable mystery.

Shen Lue straightened out the bangs:

"It's pretty handsome.

"But... handsome can't be a meal!"

Continuing to walk forward, he gradually separated from the noisy city, and accidentally smelled a scent of sandalwood on the road.

Raising his head, time temple unexpectedly.

Three characters are written on the temple plaque:

Chengenyuan.

Shen Lue's eyes lit up: "I don't know if the Buddhist monastery in the Taisho era can stay overnight for pedestrians?"

Dang, Dang.

He stepped forward and tapped the door lightly.

There was a sound of footsteps behind the door, and a young monk wearing a simple monk's clothes opened the door for him. After hearing Shen Lue's description, the young monk nodded happily:

"Donors, of course.

"this way please."

Soon, he took Shen Lue to a vacant Buddhist room to settle down.

After a brief conversation, Shen Lue learned the name of the young monk:

HC.

"Master HC."

Shen Lue took the bedding from his hand: "Do you know where there are ghosts in this world?"

what?

The little monk HC was stunned, and touched the shiny bald head.

Then he folded his palms together:

"Amitabha.

"The donor joked.

"Although ghosts often disrupted the world in the past, two years ago, the'pillar'-level figures of the ghost killing team, as well as the members of Tanjiro Okato, had already treated the ghost dance Tsuji without misery...

"Extraordinary.

"Really a good story."

He considered his words, and felt that he was still using Chaodu to suit his Buddhist identity.

Of course, it was actually killed.

Shen Lue raised her eyebrows:

"and so?"

Little Huicong said with a smile:

"Donor, after the ancestor of the ghost died, all the ghosts in the world were followed by him...

"I have been oversold~"

Chapter 253

"In other words, the ghosts in the world are already worthless?"

Shen scratched his head slightly.

This is really a troublesome thing. Where can I go to complete the task without ghosts?

Monk Huicong saw his doubts.

"If the donor doesn't believe it...

"Well, the little monk has collected some paintings. I believe that after reading it, you can believe that what the little monk said is true. After all...

"The monks don't speak any words."

After speaking, he left the meditation room in small steps.

When Hui Neng came back again, Shen Lue found him carrying a roll of bedding.

Pop~

Huineng three times, five times two, just spread the mat next to him:

"donor.

"Little monk will sleep with you tonight!"

What?

Shen Lue quickly wrapped herself in the quilt and moved a little aside.

"amount......"

Huineng hurriedly explained with a smile:

"Don't get me wrong, the donor! In fact, this is the monk's meditation house. The rooms in the monastery are already full, so I can only squeeze you.

"Don't know what to call you yet?"

Shen slightly relieved, folded his hands and thanked him:

"That really caused you trouble, my name is..."

His eyes rolled.

If I tell him that my name is Jiguoyuanyi, will it cause a lot of trouble? After all, my current strength has not recovered yet, so let's use a pseudonym.

"You can call me Jingze Yanxiang."

Monk HC touched the back of his head.

This surname has never been heard before, and the name is a bit weird, but it is also normal. After all, there are more and more surnames in Japan.

"Mr. Jingze.

"This is the album about the ghost killing team collected by the little monk, as well as the thousand-year-old battle of Ghost Dance Tsujimu. Since you are interested, I will bring it."

Only then did Shen Lue notice that he also memorized a thick and large collection of paintings.

Huicong took out a kerosene lamp to illuminate the monastery.

Turn to the first page.

The picture shows an ordinary man from the Heian period 1,000 years ago. After receiving treatment from a doctor, he smashed the medicine bowl with pain.

"donor.

"This painting is about the origin of ghosts.

"During the Heian period, a man from the delivery house-shiki family accidentally took a peculiar drug and his body changed.

"Since then, he is infinitely powerful, immortal, and has mastered many dark and evil techniques, but he is also extremely afraid of sunlight.

"This man...

"It's the first ancestor of ghosts-Guiwu Tsuji is no miserable."

Shen Lue looked at the feminine and handsome man in the painting:

"He is dead now?"