The stand-in is my wife.

The cart was pushed onto the platform. The mustache man dispersed the others and adjusted the decoration on the platform himself. Xiaoling also received the signal and changed into a dry kimono and knelt on the side. The frog man sang the names of the dishes in his slightly weird voice:

Spider crab sashimi, soy sauce octopus roe, fried tempura... In addition to typical Japanese dishes, Amanozaki could see that there were Chinese and Western dishes behind.

As Xiaoling brought the plates and set the table, Amanozaki's stomach growled more and more happily.

The majestic painting of the angry King Kong stepping on the Yaksha Kingdom opposite the platform was pulled open, and it turned out to be a paper sliding door.

A huge platform rose from the bottom of the bathhouse. Under the transmission of gears and mechanical structures, it slowly rose from the U-shaped atrium of the bathhouse, attracting the eyes of all the knights who were bathing.

Three rows of music formations were formed by shamisen, shakuhachi, taiko, Japanese pipa and a group of Chinese instruments.

The musicians raised their heads, bowed to Tennozaki, sat down gracefully, posed, and then stood still like sculptures.

"Hey! This bathhouse is a bit luxurious, not only is it inlaid with gold and silver, but the wood is all top-quality pine and birch!"

"Where is this band from? Why does it look like a mixture of Japanese and Chinese?"

"Don't say anything, you can take a bath in a place like this for 500 yuan, just be happy, all the scars on my body have been soaked away, and I can listen to live performances...tsk tsk."

"Isn't it like this in other bathhouses?"

"Nonsense! You can listen to people singing for 20 yuan in your bathhouse?"

"It's not easy to live in the bathhouse either, it's so inward-looking."

The knights whispered to each other, and the private rooms below also heard the movement, and they pushed open the paper sliding doors and looked at the solemn music formation.

"Who is at the top? It's such a big event, but the waiter didn't tell us that there is such a service."

"Don't think about it, it must be the old woman's bang."

The sound of the strings plucked was so loud and powerful that everyone shut up.

The pipa started first, and the sound of the strings was as clear as a sword, which made Amanozaki, who was a little dizzy, refreshed.

The taiko joined the music with a quick beat, and after a long thirty seconds of rapid beating, the dead silence of the music was awakened.

The sound of drums, shakuhachi, pipa, shamisen, flute, bells, and bells rang together, each occupying a pitch, advancing and retreating in a reasonable manner, and with appropriate heights.

It was just like a military formation!

Amanozaki moved his hands and feet, and felt that his fatigue was swept away, and his mind also jumped with this suddenly exciting music.

Xiaoling explained from the side:

"Since the heyday of the Tang Dynasty, Japan has been learning Tang culture. This song is the military song that the Tang envoys heard when they were in the army."

As she said this, she picked up a crab leg that looked like ruby, dipped it in soy sauce and put it on Amanozaki's plate.

Amanozaki picked up the spider crab leg and put it in his mouth to taste.

It was fresh, chewy, and sweet.

'It tastes really good.' He thought so, 'I have only seen this thing in short videos before. It turns out that so much crab meat tastes like this in the mouth. '

Xiaoling poured a glass of sake and bowed her head to apologize: "Originally, the bathhouse had various chefs and shops outside that provided ingredients, drinks, music, and small shops responsible for decoration, but this time, I don't know why, the bathhouse couldn't contact the outside world, the chef was nowhere to be seen, there were only these simple meals, nauseating plain music, and no one dancing. Please forgive me, sir."

The frog man and the mustache man bowed and clasped their hands repeatedly, asking the sir for sympathy.

Amanozaki swallowed the crab legs, smacked his lips and said nothing.

What could he say?

He was a poor bastard who had never experienced the corruption of capitalism. How could he have any experience with the feudal life that was even more backward?

He had never even eaten a full banquet, so what did he know about the feudal dregs?

The military music of the Tang Dynasty was all plain music. I'm afraid it would take the music of the literati and the court music to say something interesting, right?

These Japanese gods really don't live a life like a human!

The magnificent military music made all the knights excited. They recalled their experiences of advocating justice, their eyes were bloodshot, and their breathing was rapid.

But the music stopped abruptly at the climax, and the echo lingered in the courtyard, full of blank artistic conception.

Amanozaki raised his chopsticks angrily, stuffed his mouth full, and drank the whole pot of sake with a pull.

"After the song is over, let's continue to soak in the bar."

Amanozaki held tempura in his left hand and donkey meat hot pot in his right hand, eating very quickly.

How can such decadent and backward things be allowed to exist to test the knights below?

There are still so many suffering people in Asia, Africa and Latin America who are bullied by the new era of Western imperialism waiting to be saved! There are still countless people in this world waiting to be saved by the knights!

Amanozaki thought to himself, reached out and took a crystal steamed bun and stuffed it into his mouth.

'In order to prevent everyone from being fascinated by feudalism, I resolutely endured it alone... Alas, there are not many people as conscious as me. 'He tapped his fingers unconsciously to the rhythm, and praised himself again in his heart.

Amanozaki knew that the layout here was just the average level of the bathhouse, but the knights below didn't know.

The same music, played by mortals and played for various gods in the bathhouse naturally sounded different. Apart from other things, the ability of these musicians to stimulate instruments and make people intoxicated, at least the knights with the same supernatural powers had to be put together for a few years to practice before they could be compared.

Most of the knights who have already entered modern society are of ordinary origin and have been dazzled by these feudal dregs. Seeing that the stage slowly sank after the song was over, everyone immediately scratched their heads and asked the waiter why there was no more song.

After the waiter explained in detail that if they continued to upgrade the room, they could take a better medicinal bath and enjoy various delicacies and music, the guests in the private room started to order without saying a word.

They were in a higher position and could see the delicacies being sent to Amanozaki's room like water. The guests had come with a lot of intentions, so they had no scruples about spending.

Impulsive consumption was pushed to everyone in Amanozaki's unconscious words.

Various beasts, flying birds, and Rakshasa reliefs in the bathhouse were breathing out invisible smoke, pushing the consumption mood of the entire bathhouse customers to a climax.

…

Wow!

The paper sliding door was pushed open. Amanosaki, who had just finished bathing, rubbed his bloated belly. He stepped into the elevator on the oily pine floor with his wooden clogs and headed for the room of Yubaba on the top floor.

Chapter 63: Men can also rule behind the scenes

Amanosaki's action of getting on the elevator was seen by Li Junzi, who was bathing downstairs. Because he was familiar with Amanosaki, he enjoyed the VIP treatment without spending much money.

When Li Junzi saw Amanosaki, he got out of the hot soup, and his thing was shaking under his crotch. The service girl who was responsible for changing the water next to him covered her eyes in shame.

However, she opened her five fingers, and her two eyes continued to stare through the wide gaps between her fingers without any influence.

Li Junzi walked out naked, and was stopped by a group of short male waiters as soon as he reached the corridor.

This group of men, each of whom was only up to Li Junzi's knees, were not afraid of the oppression brought by Li Junzi's body. When they served the gods in the past, they had seen people of all shapes and sizes. Among the Japanese gods, Li Junzi's appearance was already considered a first-class tall and strange man.

"This guest, the upper floor is the master's place tonight. No one can go up without his and Yubaba's invitation."

Li Junzi stiffened his neck: "My brother and I are half-brothers!"

"That's not possible." The men refused in unison, "We will convey your needs on your behalf. As for whether to see you or not, it depends on the master's intention."

"...Okay." Li Junzi still scratched Qing Ranran's scalp and returned to the bathtub, but before he sat down, a bald and kind-looking old man and a middle-aged man with glasses who had serious signs of staying up late went upstairs and took the elevator.

Soon, another group of people with different clothes but with the demeanor of superiors took the elevator upstairs one by one.

Li Junzi stood up again with a bang, his lower body was shaking wetly. He stared and murmured blankly: "Grandpa Lin, Deputy Section Chief Hu and these... heroes from other branches, why are they all here?"

The short man in a bathrobe pulled the paper fan in front of the door and sighed to Li Junzi: "Guest, you'd better sit down. All your assets have been seen by the girls."

The girls in the room whose thoughts were exposed put their fingers together and screamed in unison.

Amanozaki didn't know what Li Junzi had done.

He moved his wrists in the elevator and felt that he had endless strength all over his body.

The feeling of soaking in the so-called medicinal soup for gods was magical. Amanozaki had forgotten the specific feeling. He only remembered that he went down soberly, and when the hot soup was poured, the whole person was confused, and he suddenly came back to his senses until Xiaoling picked him up with a fishing net.

This decoction did not bring any changes to his supernatural power, but he could clearly feel that his body had become stronger than ever before, his five senses were extremely sharp, and every cell was accumulating infinite power. The magic imprints on his arms and the magic circuits flowing throughout his body were all jumping for joy.

Yes, he not only recovered as before, but also became stronger. From his body to his magic talent, even the damage caused by Rin Tohsaka's crude transplant surgery was restored in the medicinal bath.

"Now, even if I don't rely on a substitute, I am definitely above the level of a hall, right?"

Amanozaki thought so.

The elevator clanged to the station, the metal door opened, and Amanozaki walked out of the elevator with a strong and powerful step.

The next second, his figure slowly shrank back.

"Huh! It's all an illusion, it's all an illusion!" He patted his face and walked out again.

Then, his steps stopped, and he couldn't even shrink back.

Because more than a dozen pairs of eyes were already staring at him.

Twelve people, all wearing suits, some look like monkeys in a crown, with sleeves hanging down to the knees, some look like tights, stretching their limbs and chest muscles, and some wear men's clothes but can't hide the soft feminine features on their faces, which makes them look heroic.

But there is no doubt that these people are better than I am now.

The confidence that Amanozaki had just inflated, fell at the speed of light.

Just as he was hesitating about how to greet, the elevator dinged, the metal door opened, and the familiar old man's kind laughter came from behind Amanozaki:

"Wow! It's so lively, are you all here to welcome me, the old man? No need to be so troublesome. I can still walk."

Amanozaki turned around, and his expectant eyes turned into joy the moment he met the old man's eyes.

It was the old man I saw in the ward!

He was from the Amber Duke faction!

The savior is here!

"Old man, save me!" Amanozaki whispered for help.

Lin Zhonghe looked at the aggrieved Tian Ye Qi and thought to himself, why are you pretending to be so high and mighty in front of me? Isn't this your territory? How dare these people touch you?

Why are they looking at you, don't you know?

With the scene you are making now, the news has spread like wildfire in the circle!

They have to take a good look at who you are.

On the surface, Lin Zhonghe still kindly grabbed Tian Ye Qi's hand, looking like an old man backing you up, and said kindly: "Don't be afraid, these are all deputies, just like Hu Zhun, who are not well-known. Their leaders are still lining up behind me, Lin Zhonghe. Let's go in first."

Hu Zhun, who was shot innocently, pushed his eyes.

Tian Ye Qi nodded like a chicken pecking at rice, lowered his head and followed Lin Zhonghe inside obediently, secretly complaining in his heart:

'Lin Zhonghe? What a playboy name, he must have raped many good girls when he was young, right? The world is really going downhill. I just don't know if he is a relative of Miss Lin Shuyu. '