"Anyway, some of these stupid stories specifically describe erotic performances in which men are sucked dry by Rakshasa ghosts..."
Halfway through his words, he was rudely interrupted.
"Okay, I understand!"
The boy looked directly into the miko's golden eyes and hesitated to speak.
Izumo Aguo smiled and said: "Are you angry? Don't be sad, dear, there are many people who don't know how to be funny."
"I actually don't care about Ah Guo. Rather, if those poor wandering girls can make a living through this, Ah Guo will feel that his singing and dancing are valuable."
The shrine maiden comforted her lover in this way only because he was very sad and angry at the slander Izumo Aguo had suffered.
Izumo Aguo winked playfully and said teasingly: "But Qingwu seems to have merits. Next time, do you want to try it with Aguo?"
The implication is that you can role play.
"------"
The rest said dumbly: "You..."
"Cuckoo-"
Izumo Aguojiao smiled, and seeing her like this, the rest of the group felt a little better.
Hong Yanmo narrowed his eyes slightly and understood something.
"It turns out that this is what we tweeted. It seems that we want to create a plot of [bridal chamber] so that Mr. Yu Zhe has to fight with us alone."
The little boss lady said this and looked at the command spell on the back of Yu Zhe's hand.
Obviously, the mastermind's plan to deal with Yu Zhe and others is to capture the thief first and capture the king first, constructing a scenario in which the Master must fight alone.
Without his servant, the weak Master has nothing to fear!
For this purpose, the mastermind even divided the village into two villages.
Let the rest be separated from Musashi and others, because if it is to comply with the logic of the story, Musashi and Souji are probably guards and samurai, and may fight ghosts on behalf of the master.
In addition, it also prevents someone from taking advantage of the logic of the story itself. After escaping a disaster, the opponent can be seamlessly thrown to another stage and the drama continues.
"It seems that the other person is not a good writer, at least not good at writing stories."
Shidunai closed his eyes and seemed to be thinking.
"I think the mastermind behind this time is probably a guy who is good at painting, especially Japanese picture book stories. Is he a heroic spirit or a local from the Lost Belt?"
Compared with the indifference of the rest, Izumo Aguo's charming smile, and Shidunai's thoughts, Ranmaru X showed obvious anxiety.
"Wait a minute, is the perverted master going to fight three ghost servants!?"
Seeing her like this, the rest smiled and said, "Are you worried about me?"
"Of course!" Ranmaru
Seeing that the other person seemed really anxious to the point of crying, the rest of them also stopped teasing.
The young man said softly: "Don't worry, Ranmaru!"
"This drama was wrong from the beginning. The mastermind behind the scenes thought it was a painting, but in fact it was an old demon from Montenegro who forcibly married Nie Xiaoqian."
Ranmaru X blinked when he heard this and tilted his head in confusion.
The rest explained: "People like me have many names, such as: Demon King, Fallen Angel, Heavenly Man, One Who Wrestles with God..."
"In different countries and in different cultural circles, there are different names. In this area of Asia, before the name [God Killer] spread, the world called us this -"
The young man raised his head, his eyes were deeper than ever before, and then he read out the title.
"——King Rakshasa."
The so-called Rakshasa is an evil spirit and a demon in Indian mythology.
In East Asia, where Buddhist culture is widely spread, the image of Rakshasa has been absorbed by various local cultures.
In the Tang Dynasty of China, Rakshasa was combined with the images of evil ghosts, undead souls and wronged souls, forming the soul-sucking countryside monsters of Rakshasa in the Tang Dynasty.
In Japan, the image of Rakshasa was absorbed by the local monsters [ghosts] and became widely spread ghosts during the Heian period, namely monsters such as Shuten, Ibaraki, and Red Enma.
"The Rakshasa King originally refers to Ravana, the mortal enemy of Rama and the gods. He has ten heads and is so powerful that even Shiva, the god of destruction, does not take him seriously."
The rest of them caressed their temples, as if they were saying something that was perfectly justified.
"Well, that's appropriate."
"After all, as the mortal enemy of the hero who saves the world, it is indeed appropriate for us to be called the Rakshasa King."
Hearing this, Ibaraki frowned and mocked: "Are you out of your mind? You call yourself Rakshasa King, it's really ridiculous."
"Wait a minute, don't let me beat you to tears. I am a real Rakshasa (ghost). Even if you kneel down and beg for mercy, I will not let you go."
Like a naughty boy, Ibaraki geared up and said this.
Jiutun just smiled and said: "I see, you are so bold. You actually want to marry us Rakshasa (ghosts) into the family and become your Rakshasa king's wives and concubines. Haha, sir, you are so tempting... …”
Her eyes were blurry, as if she was drunk.
Red Yama Demon didn't feel much about what the rest said about the "Rakshasa King", but instead reminded him softly.
"There is still time now. I will truthfully tell you my swordsmanship and precious phantoms. Please remember carefully..."
"No need."
Before Hong Yan Mo finished speaking, he was interrupted by the rest, "You can show your strength to your heart's content in the subsequent battles."
"Hehehe..."
As he finished speaking, Jiutan smiled uncontrollably, as if he had fallen into unprecedented ecstasy.
"That's great, sir, I've never seen anything so tempting...hehe~"
Seeing this scene, Shidunai looked around and said softly: "It seems that the story has reached the final part. You have also experienced hundreds of battles, so you don't need us to remind you."
The villagers nodded in fear, still playing their roles, with numbness and a glimmer of hope in their eyes.
Izumo Aguo's golden pupils reflected the worried Ranmaru X, softly comforting him.
"Lord Ranmaru, rest assured. My dear, you are very strong."
Then, it’s the last step before the wedding bridal chamber——
——Have a drink.
"Shouldn't it be a worship hall?"
Because you look lonely: The atmosphere in Chapter 212 is instantly dead.
To put it simply, drinking a glass of wine is a ceremony in which both husband and wife drink wine during a wedding.
Although this kind of ceremony has different forms, it is commonly found in East Asian cultural circles. Naturally, Japan also had such customs in the Yuan and Kamakura periods.
A village by the river, among mansions.
The rest were surprised and said: "Shouldn't it be a worship service?"
Faced with such doubts, Izumo Aguo blinked and said: "My dear, you are wearing a black and white Tang robe, and these ghosts are also wearing colorful divination clothes. No matter how you look at it, it is a Japanese wedding, right?"
Ranmaru
"Haha~ It's really good. Drinking before a fight is a pleasure." Jiutun smiled playfully.
Obviously, the Japanese-born servants present seemed to accept it quickly.
The rest of them looked at the villagers present, or to be more precise, the woman who acted as the "master of ceremonies" on the stage.
"You should be from the Ganjiang generation and came eastward, right?"
The remaining questions came to his ears, and the master of ceremonies nodded and said: "Sir, our ancestors are indeed from Jiangnan Dao, and the customs are basically the same as those from there. It's just that the Yuan Dynasty ruled for decades."
"Their custom of drinking on important days has also been incorporated into ours, so naturally there is a custom of drinking at weddings."
That was the custom of the Mongolians, who drank and ate meat on major festivals and had nothing to do on the grasslands. But later, with the improvement of wine-making technology, distilled wine basically took shape.
As a result, many Mongolian nobles, including the emperor, died of strokes after drinking.
"And..." the emcee sighed, "we have to play freely in the details of the story we performed, so the customs before the wedding are basically according to our habits."
They interpret these stories based on the pictures that appear in their minds.
"But when we got here, the demon seemed to have specific demands."
Then, the master of ceremonies and the villagers stated the so-called specific requirements.
First, a prayer is recited for the newlyweds, and then the two girls will alternately use the "three-three-nine-degree" cups to toast the newlyweds. The bride holds a red shallow wine cup and takes a small sip first, then the groom takes a drink, and the bride takes the last sip.
This ritual is the "three-three-nine-degree" cup of wine. The newlyweds drink three cups of wine in succession, which symbolizes that this marriage is a good match between heaven, earth and man. The nine-degree cup of wine has the meaning of growing old together for a long time.
After listening to the description of the master of ceremonies, the remaining person frowned and used the [Perfect Objective Memory Method] to recall his own memory.
He pondered for a while, then raised his eyes.
"Black Hand is a Servant!"
The affirmative words reached his ears, and Izumo Aguo asked: "Did you find something?"
The rest said: "I once discussed Japanese weddings with Ying. She seems to be looking forward to wearing white clothes and becoming a wife..."
At this point, his voice couldn't help but weaken, and he felt guilty.
"In short, this process of drinking and drinking wine is actually very close to the modern God-style wedding."
"However, a kami-style wedding was a wedding ceremony that was held during the Meiji period with reference to the Catholic ceremony, an important branch of Christianity. It was based on the premise of obtaining the permission and witness of the gods and the foundation of Shintoism."
Hearing this, the girls present all understood what he meant.
"So that's it. In other words, the etiquette that this black hand knows does not actually belong to this lost zone." Izumo Aguo closed one eye, his golden eyes seemed to be shining.
"If it's a Servant from the history of pan-humanity, let's talk about it differently. In this case, Black Hand is actually a heroic spirit after the Meiji period."
Shidunai shook his head and said, "I'm afraid not. If he was a heroic spirit after the Meiji period, he should be more specific about the details of the wedding instead of leaving it to the villagers' imagination."
Ranmaru
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The scene fell into silence for a moment, and the rest and the three followers couldn't help but think about the true identity of the mastermind behind the scenes.
Jiutun laughed and said, "It's such a long time in the future~ There will be painters who can control the slave family at that time, haha, it's really interesting."
For the ghosts who lived in the Heian period, the Edo and Meiji eras were all distant futures, and the ghosts had no interest at all.
Yu Zhe pondered for a while, nodded slightly and said: "For such a character, I think of a person."
The girls present looked at him curiously.
"That's a person Quotei Maqin talked about..." The rest said the name in his mind, "The Ukiyoe painter named Katsushika Hokusai."
Hearing this, Izumo Aguo nodded slightly and said, "In that case, let's temporarily call the guy who controls everything behind me, Hokusai the painter."
Ranmaru
Hearing this, the rest joked: "How about adding an X at the end? The painter Hokusai X is very imposing when he hears it, just like Ranmaru."
"My name, Ranmaru, is not such a simple thing!" Ranmaru X said, "Mysterious Ranmaru
Jiutun smiled and said: "It does look a lot more mysterious after adding X, haha~ Why don't I also add an X after my name~"
"If you want to add Shuten, I will add it too!" Ibaraki said loudly.
As a result, the Servants and Masters present started talking about giving nicknames to the mastermind behind the scenes, and in the end they gradually deviated from it.
The emcee's eyebrows were furrowed. He was a little worried and frightened, so he spoke timidly.
"Sir, can you continue the ceremony?"
Not only him, but also the eyes of the villagers present had a trace of prayer. They just hoped that the wedding would end quickly, and wait until the rest and others entered the next scene, which was the plot of the [bridal chamber].
This allowed the villagers to escape and, as before, hide in their houses, close their doors and windows, and wait for the end of the battle with the inhuman things.
In response, the rest just said lightly: "But I am a good man who doesn't smoke or drink."
The implication is that he doesn't really want to drink.
As the words fell, the villagers showed a trace of despair in their eyes.
Jiutun smiled and said: "Master, you don't drink. It's a bit boring."
