My Japanese story is a bit sweet

Chapter 181
"Woo~~"

Monk Kongwu's vision was still a little blurred, and the tipped foot bears the weight of the whole body, and soon spasmed uncontrollably.He wanted to try his best to break through the shackles of the silk thread, but these silk threads were extremely flexible, the more he struggled, the tighter the silk thread shrank, and the more painful it was.

And, this bundled pose.
It feels so dangerous.

With a "snap", a whip hit the buttocks.

"Woo~~"

Monk Kong Wu shuddered, and he came to his senses. Only then did he remember that he seemed to have been fainted by a man.

etc.
The man tied me up like this?Does he have that hobby?Should I refuse...

He looked at the man who had whipped himself, wearing a mask and a hat with the brim pulled down so low that he couldn't make out who it was.

Looking around again, I found that the four sides have been entangled with spider silk, and the whole Japanese room has become a huge hollow silk cocoon.The silk thread is densely packed, not to mention flies, even the sound cannot be transmitted.

It's impossible to escape! Monk Kongwu wailed in his heart, and made preparations in his heart for the future to be ruined today.

Fujiwara Xingkong didn't move him for the time being, but was just thinking about how to use the words from the little monk.

From an emotional point of view, he doesn't believe that Kongwu will be involved in Yi Shuiyuan's affairs, but from a rational point of view, he has to guard against it.

新岛真在禅室内搜刮了一阵，捧了一堆东西出来摔到空无和尚脚下，朝着藤原星空汇报：“glagame游戏盘14张、18+漫画26本、可拆卸18+手办6个、蚊香社与S1所发行的碟片合计37张.”

After the report was over, she added: "As you said, this monk is really lustful."

Fujiwara Xingkong has no disturbances in his heart, he has expected this situation a long time ago, a person who has to bring 18+ comics to relieve boredom at Kisaragi Station, how can he be serious.

On the other hand, Monk Kongwu’s whole face is darkened. It’s normal to read 18+ comics occasionally, but if the news spreads that he has so many stocks in the meditation room, it will be a social death.

You must know that in the entire Kansai region, the name Master Kongfu is the benchmark of the younger generation of Buddhism and Taoism, and it is the object of countless wives.Today this matter is really going to spread, and before he is laughed to death, the old monk in the temple will first peel his skin and use it to light the oil lamp.

Now he even doubts whether the two people in front of him were hired by Qingshui Temple next door to search for his black material.The purpose is to pull myself down from the No. 1 position of the younger generation of Kansai Buddhists and Taoists, so that the gang of stinky donkeys in Kiyomizu Temple can take the position.

And Xingkong Fujiwara thought about it for a while, and almost had an idea in his heart, so he really winked at Niijima.

The sister-in-law understood and went up to punch and kick.

For a while, the sound of "bang bang bang" continued.

"Woo~~"

Monk Kongwu shook his body vigorously, trying to avoid it, but it was futile after all.

Niijima's strength is very well controlled, it won't hurt him, but it can also let him suffer a little bit. After a toss, Monk Kong Wu was "groaning" weakly, obviously exhausted.

Seeing that the fight was almost over, Fujiwara Xingkong stopped Makoto Niijima, and with a single finger, the spider thread wrapped around Monk Kongwu's mouth was instantly untied.

"Who the hell are you?" Monk Kong Wu stared weakly and asked.

Fujiwara Xingkong lowered his voice, and replied flatly: "As you can see, I am a spider demon."

"Spider Demon?"

"Yes."

Monk Kongwu saw the spider silk coiled between him, so he didn't have any doubts. He kept calm and said, "This is the Golden Pavilion Temple. If the monk tries his best, it's okay to make a little noise. When the time comes, you guys The two will never escape."

Fujiwara Xingkong heard the confidence in his voice, shrugged his shoulders, "Master Kong Miao, as a monster wanted by the Nine Divisions, do you think I will be afraid of your threat?"

"Spider demon wanted by Jiuke?" Monk Kongwu's expression froze, and he had a very bad premonition in his heart, and Fujiwara Xingkong's next words directly confirmed his premonition.

"That's right, I escaped from the Sendagaya Tunnel."

Monk Kongwu's spine shivered, and he felt that the swear words rushed to his throat in an instant, almost bursting into a lotus flower.However, he was concerned about his own external image, and at the same time, he was also afraid that the monster would be impulsive... so he reluctantly gritted his teeth and swallowed.

As a Buddhist and Taoist, he knew a lot about the Sendagaya tunnel incident in early May.At that time, there were several spider demons, which caused heavy casualties to the combat troops of the Nine Divisions.Could this one in front of me be a fish that slipped through the net at that time?
Monk Kongwu pondered for a moment, then asked calmly, "What do you want to do?"

"What?" Of course, it was to complete my unfinished task in the Sendagaya Tunnel. "

Monk Kongwu scolded angrily: "You are dreaming! Today, I will overcome your evil obstacle in front of the Great Sun Tathagata!"

"Yo~~" Fujiwara Xingkong sneered, "Can you do it?"

Monk Kong Wu's little white face suddenly turned a liver color.

Hey, so angry!
His own strength is indeed not as good as the spider demon in front of him, but if he is not tied up, he can use the Buddhist scripture scroll to bombard his mother.

There is really no way to be tied up in such a shameful posture now.

But if you can't beat it, you can't beat it, you have to give me face!A simple "Are you okay" is not a swear word, but it is more annoying than cursing.

After holding back for a long time, Monk Kongwu held back his anger, and asked again: "You go to complete your task, what are you doing here, little monk?"

Fujiwara Xingkong smiled sadly, and said solemnly: "During the Sendagaya Tunnel, my master wanted to open the passage between the two worlds, but it was destroyed by the Tsuchimikado family. Naturally, I came to you now to find you again." The method of opening the passage between the two realms."

"Bah!" Monk Kongwu spat at him directly, "The remnants of Tokugawa, don't even think about it!"

The boy wearing a mask raised his head slightly, his expressionless eyes made people terrified.

"Master Kongfu, if you cooperate obediently, you will suffer a lot less." Fujiwara Xingkong snapped his fingers, and Niijima moved his hand.

Monk Kong Wu didn't even have time to react, the blade of the famous sword pierced through his left shoulder, and severe pain rushed into his mind instantly.

"Ah!!" The screams sounded, and the sound waves were bounced back by the spider webs in the process of transmission, constantly echoing in the open space and the room.

Immediately afterwards, the right shoulder was also stabbed.

This time Monk Kongwu was prepared, but he endured it, didn't cry out, just gritted his teeth, staring at the two people in front of him with bloodshot eyes.

Fujiwara Hoshizora reached out and poked the wound on his shoulder, causing Monk Kongwu to tremble all over.

"Humph!"

"Toughness." Fujiwara Xingkong wiped the blood on his white monk robe, and said coldly: "I want to know the exact location of Rashomon. Your Kinkakuji Temple is the oldest temple in Kyoto. You should know something about the ancient city gate in the city."

"You are dreaming!"

"If you don't cooperate, there will be a few more holes in your body."

The austere tone, combined with the strange smile, made one's hair stand on end.

Monk Kongwu directly closed his eyes, and silently recited Buddhist scriptures in his heart.

Fujiwara Xingkong slapped him on the head, and then pinched his face, "Don't pretend to me here, don't think I don't know, Master Kong Ning in your temple is preparing to open Rashomon. That's your senior brother , don't say you don't know!"

"Stop spitting blood here!" Being pinched, Monk Kong Wu's voice was a bit painful, but still firm, "Senior Brother Kong Ning is righteous, so he won't join forces with you monsters!"

"You'd better tell the truth, or I'll write you a whole body of orthodox characters."

Monk Kong Wu said stubbornly: "If you want to kill or cut, you can do whatever you want, and I will never say anything more."

Fujiwara Xingkong thought for a while, and a faint laugh came from under the mask, "Master, don't worry, my purpose is the same as your senior brother's. We both want to open Rashomon, so we should be friends, right? ?”

Monk Kongwu shook his head disdainfully, "Humph!"

Brother Kong Ning wants to open Rashomon?What a joke!
Ever since he entered the Golden Pavilion Temple at the age of six, Senior Brother Kong Ning treated him as well as his own brother.For more than ten years, he followed Brother Kong Ning to eliminate spirits everywhere, and saw how many monsters and wraiths died under his hands. This spider monster actually said that Brother Kong Ning wanted to open Rashomon?
absurd!

Seeing Monk Kongwu's expression of death, Fujiwara Xingkong pondered for a moment. At this point, it is basically certain that he is ignorant.

With such a result, Xingkong Fujiwara is in a good mood. Now, there is only one last step left.As long as Monk Kong Wu can withstand the test of death, then the first step of this trip to Kyoto will be considered a success.

Fujiwara Xingkong flipped his palm, and a dark crack opened in his white palm, from which a foul-smelling pitch-black liquid flowed out.

"This venom is not the paralyzing toxin just now. I can guarantee that you will be poisoned to death within 3 minutes."

With his other hand, he pinched Monk Kong Wu's mouth, and slowly approached the palm of his hand.

"Tell me, where is Rashomon, I spare your life!"

Monk Kong Wu didn't answer, but twisted his eyes with difficulty, looking at the room where he had lived for ten years.

The Zen room is quiet and the tea room is elegant.

For the past ten years, he has been studying Buddhism here, comprehending the tea ceremony, and reading the little yellow books by the way.

It is difficult for a person to achieve perfection in his life, but in an impossibly perfect life, Buddhism, tea ceremony, and little yellow books are all gentle temptations to achieve a certain possible perfection.

Unfortunately, he has not been able to test out a suitable path.

It always feels like something is missing.

Monk Kongwu smelled the stench in the palm of the spider demon, and thought of life and death, and sacrificed himself for beauty.

This kind of beautiful and romantic spirit is a beauty that he has never touched before.

Maybe, give it a try today.

He slowly closed his eyes, waiting for the coming fate.

"Master Kongfu, have you considered it?" Fujiwara Xingkong asked with a smile, with a hint of cruelty in his smile.

His mouth was pinched and it was difficult to speak, but Monk Kongwu still squeezed out a little sound from his throat.

"Namo Amida Poye, Dotagata Ye, Dodi Yeta."

He actually recited "The Curse of Rebirth". Fujiwara Xingkong showed a strange smile with his mouth covered by a mask, and with a palm, he directly poured poison on Monk Kong Wu.

"Hmm~~cough cough." Monk Kongwu coughed violently a few times, and the thick black liquid slipped from the corner of his mouth, staining the white monk's robe.

Fujiwara Xingkong said coldly: "Master Kongfu, you still have 3 minutes, tell me if you don't want to die."

Responding to him is still "The Curse of Rebirth"

"Amitabha, Amitabha, and Sidampabhi."

The surroundings gradually darkened, and the crisp chirping of summer insects was vaguely heard.

Monk Kong Wu's voice became weaker and weaker, and fragmented pictures kept playing in his mind.

Maiden in Kyoto, Hanami Koji, Kinkakuji Temple, Kiyomizu Temple, Heian Jingu Shrine, Shimogamo Shrine, Arashiyama, and Kamogawa at night.

Kyoto's cherry blossoms, autumn leaves, Gion festival and parade of flower umbrellas, Obon and Daimonji fire.

The amorous feelings and flavors of the thousand-year-old capital of Kyoto...all went through in his mind one by one.

The last thought of Monk Kong Wu before he lost consciousness was to hope that after his death, he would become a lantern hanging beside the Kamo River, which would become a peaceful scenery with the sunset glow of Kyoto every day.

After he fell into a coma, Fujiwara Xingkong put away the silk thread, looked at the system, found that there were still 12 points in the points, and exchanged them for a low-level healing medicine for him to take.

Sitting on the futon beside the plate, Niijima sat on the futon, and after watching him settle Monk Kong Wu, he said with emotion: "Although he is a bit lecherous, he is still a trustworthy person."

Fujiwara Xingkong felt a little emotional in his heart, and couldn't help rubbing his sister-in-law's head again.

"Over the years, I have met many people, like you and Sister Risa, Xia Xilin and Miss Tuyumen, this monk Sepi and those members of the Nine Division who are fighting on the front line. You are all good people, and you all have the most honest Mind. Maybe it is because I know you that I will change. I want to work hard to be a good person, not for anything else, just to be worthy of you. "

Niijima Mayaka looked at him, and said with light in his eyes: "Fujiwara, you are the best person in the world."

Fujiwara Xingkong returned a smile with a charismatic value: "If you say that, I am under a lot of pressure."

The sister-in-law stared blankly at him for a moment, then lay down on the tatami.

After a second, I heard him say again: "Uh, isn't it gone? Xiaozhen continues to boast, I love to hear it."

"You are also the most philandering person in the world." Niijima only glanced at him out of the corner of the eye, "Because of his good looks, he is promiscuous everywhere, even the younger sister of his future wife!"

"Xiaozhen, you are not authentic." Fujiwara Xingkong stared at her, dissatisfied: "It is obvious that you want to attack brother-in-law, how can you beat him up?"

"If you don't have that heart, how can I attack you? Can I still force you?"

"You're a mess!" Fujiwara Xingkong cursed, lay down beside her, and dozed off with his eyes closed.

The wind blowing in from the window was very soft, and the sunlight shining through the curtains was refracted by the floor, turning into a strange and unclear color.

By noon, it was raining again outside.A flock of pigeons came from nowhere and croaked for a while on the wooden boards in the corridor outside the window.

In a very pleasant atmosphere, the two yawned at the same time, and slowly, a low snore sounded in the air.

(End of this chapter)