Dancer of Konoha

Chapter 67: Collapse every day

"Have a good trip, General..."

The huge skull-crushing hammer smashed the last centurion heroic spirit standing on the top of the mountain.

Yan Yan walked down the hill formed by a pile of white bones, one foot deep and one foot shallow. Looking at the endless skeletons of heroic spirits in front of him, he roared with some fatigue:

"You will be free soon! Wait for me!"

A ray of morning sun fell on Yanyan from the window. He slowly opened his eyes. Yanyan sat up and rubbed his tingling temples.

“You’ve been too mentally exhausted lately.

Athena's confused voice sounded in her mind.

"Are you anxious?"

"There's no rush. After we've dealt with those generals' heroic spirits, the rest is just a matter of hard work. There are just over a million skeleton heroic spirits. Thinking about how many of them there are, it's hard to avoid having a headache."

Yan Yan stared blankly at the rising sunlight by the window, feeling a little lost.

"It's better to fulfill your promise to others as soon as possible. They are tired and they are too eager for relief."

"Crack...click..."

Pushing open the door, rubbing his tired face, Yanyan walked out of the door, stretching greatly in the morning breeze, but a gentle snoring sounded in his ears.

Yanyan looked back in surprise.

"day by day?"

I saw a little girl with a bun, sitting at the door of the hot room with her knees curled up, dozing off, her sleepy head nodding.

"Nissan?"

When she heard a familiar voice calling her, Tian Tian opened her eyes in confusion, her eyes full of bloodshot eyes. When she saw Yan Yan coming out, her pale little face wrinkled together, and she hugged Yan Yan's thigh and shouted loudly. cry.

"Help! Nissan! Wuwuwu..."

"Hey hey, what happened!"

Yanyan helped Tiantian up in a panic. Although bullying his sister was Yanyan's hobby, he could only have this hobby. Seeing his sister's aggrieved attitude made Yanyan feel a little distressed.

"Nissan! Yakumo... Yakumo... she's so scary!!"

"what?"

Yanyan's eyes were instantly fascinated. According to Yakumo's soft and sweet character, it would be nice not to bully her every day.

"Yakumo?"

At this time, hearing his sister's cries, Sora also walked out of the room and asked worriedly:

"What happened? She was fine when I sent her back."

The three siblings walked into Yanyan's room together, and Kong thoughtfully poured a cup of hot tea for Tiantian, who had been feeling the cold wind for a long time.

Sitting on the tatami every day with a tea cup in hand, I talked about what happened that night with lingering fear.

"last night......"

Just after the two girls returned to the room fearfully, there was a sudden knock on the door.

Kurama Yakumo and Tenten were instantly shocked. Neither of them dared to speak first, and the room suddenly fell silent.

"Yakumo? Are you sleeping?"

It wasn't until Kong's familiar voice sounded outside the door that the two girls breathed a sigh of relief.

"Not yet? Are you free?"

"Ah... I have something to do. Can you come out for a while?"

"Eh?"

Kurama Yakumo and Tenten looked at each other in surprise.

"Okay, right now!"

Putting on his coat in a hurry, Kurama Yakumo walked out of the room...

The two didn't talk for long. After Tenten made the bed, Kurama Yakumo returned to the room with a look of joy, and Tenten, who was already sleepy, got into bed early.

Seeing Kurama Yakumo come back and lie beside him, he turned off the light with peace of mind, and the two girls fell asleep.

However, at midnight, Tiantian vaguely heard a rustling sound in her sleep. Tiantian, who was extremely sleepy, opened half of her eyes and saw a scene that made her hair stand on end.

Kurama Yakumo, whose face could not be seen clearly in the darkness, was currently painting on the wall quietly with his back to Tenten holding a drawing board under the cold moonlight.

Although her back was obviously facing her, Tiantian always felt that there was a gaze full of resentment staring at her coldly.

Looking closely, the oil painting on the painting board shows a strange and empty space. In the space, a girl wearing a ghost mask is standing in front of the painting boards that are floating around in the air.

The dark drawing boards behind the girl look like rows of towering tombstones.

The strange scene in front of him made Tiantian feel hairy in his heart, and he cautiously got up and shouted softly.

"Ya...Yakumo-chan?"

However, Kurama Yakumo did not respond to her, and continued to splash ink on the drawing board as if possessed.

Instead, the eyes in the drawing board suddenly moved, looking at Tiantian faintly, as if asking, are you calling me? .

"what......"

Terrified, Tiantian tightly covered his mouth as he tried to shout out. His trembling legs held back his fear, and he groped out of the room in the darkness.

Not daring to make the slightest sound, Tiantian gritted her teeth and walked bit by bit from the corridor to Yanyan's room. Her intuition told her brother that this was the safest place...

"Then why don't you come in?"

Yanyan raised his eyebrows and interrupted Tiantian's words strangely.

Just when Tiantian was hesitating and unable to speak, Kong shook his head and joked:

"Maybe Tiantian thinks that my brother is a more terrifying existence than evil ghosts."

"Ha ha......"

Yanyan looked at Tiantian who was blushing with a sneer.

"It's all Nissan's fault!"

Tiantian lowered his head and retorted:

"I can still dream about the scene when Nissan dismembered that strange ninja in front of my second brother and me when I was little."

"Okay, anyway, let's see how Yakumo is doing. Maybe you are too nervous Tenten."

Sora rubbed Tiantian's little head in a funny way.

Yanyan also nodded and said:

"Maybe Idu thought of something. It's really scary to get up in the middle of the night to draw or something."

"Idu? Is this Yakumo-chan's other personality from the last party?!"

Tiantian seemed to remember something at this time, it was the tough personality of Mr. Kai who was drunk and regarded him as a cowherd!

Just as the three brothers and sisters came to Tiantian's door together, the door suddenly opened by itself.

In the room, Kurama Yakumo was still resting on the bed, snoring softly like a kitten, but the drawing board on the wall showed a dark and strange picture.

On the screen, a girl holding a grimace mask in her hand was facing away from everyone in a dark fog.

And the moment the three of them walked into the house, the hideous mask with a terrifying face suddenly trembled. The girl with her back to everyone seemed to be alive. She slowly turned her head in the picture and looked at the three of them coldly. Dark red blood spread out from under his feet.

"what......"

Tiantian hid behind Sora in shock. She saw clearly just now that the girl's body in the picture did not move at all, and only her head turned around!

"Yakumo?"

Sora took two steps forward curiously. The girl in the picture was clearly a self-portrait of Kurama Yakumo.

"Okay, stop playing with Idu, it's dawn, wake up Yakumo, we'll wait for her outside."

Yanyan, who probably guessed what was going on, yawned, turned lazily and walked out of the room.

After a while, when he saw Kurama Yakumo walking out of the room, Yanyan ordered his servant to take him to the pavilion in the morning, and the four of them ate and chatted...

"That is to say, it was Idu who drew in the middle of the night last night. The paintings on the drawing board come from the projection of your spiritual space, and the one who looks at Tiantian is you in the spiritual space.

Kong smiled and put down his bowls and chopsticks.

"You scared Tiantian."

"I'm extremely sorry, Tiantian..."

Kurama Yakumo blushed and apologized repeatedly in shame.

"It doesn't matter. If you want to blame it, it's Nissan. Those two horror stories made us suspicious."

After understanding the cause and effect, Tiantian felt dumbfounded by his behavior. Where did the ghost come from in this world? Well, it was Nissan to blame.

"So, after Idu worked hard all night, has there been any progress in illusion?"

Yanyan asked with some interest.

"Hmm, speaking of which, I have to thank Yan Yansang for the scary story last night."

When she mentioned genjutsu, Kurama Yakumo couldn't help but get excited, and her fair face flushed a little, but then she hesitated for a moment, as if Ido had said something to her.

After a brief exchange, Kurama Yakumo took out the drawing board behind him, with a hint of cunning in his eyes.

"I feel a little unclear at the moment. Are you interested in explaining it?"

"Okay."

Kong and Yanyan looked very interested.

Tiantian quickly swallowed the porridge in the bowl, showed a timid smile and said:

"I'll forget it. This painting is so scary just looking at it. I'd better go and catch up on some sleep..."

Then Tiantian quickly ran back to the room, fearing that he would fall into an illusion as scary as last night's horror story.

"Idu~ It's about to begin~"

Kurama Yakumo held the drawing board in front of him with a smile. Yanyan and Sora looked at the drawing board involuntarily, and saw that Yakumo holding the mask in the oil painting had already turned around.

"That's Idu in the painting."

Yanyan nodded secretly. This should be the activation ceremony of the illusion. It does not require sealing, but it is extremely hidden.

In the painting, Idu puts a mask on his face, and the ferocious fangs and horns on the mask look particularly evil.

In the dark fog behind him, dark drawing boards gradually emerged and wandered in the air.

Gradually, the portraits of Yan Yan and Kong appeared strangely on two of the panels, matching black and white, as if they were portraits of deceased people.

Kurama Yakumo explained from the side:

"As long as Idu turns around, it only takes three seconds to record the mental power of the person looking at the painting on the drawing board, and he can activate the terrifying illusion at any time within a certain range..."

Before they finished speaking, Yan Yan and Kong's eyes blurred, and they came to the door of a dilapidated and dilapidated manor in the dark.

Waves of dark wind blew in their faces, as if cold cheeks were whispering in their ears.

"Gah!"

"Gah!"

A black crow flew out of the manor, its shrill cries sounded, as if it was mocking the strangers who came here.

The manor was surrounded by woods filled with dark mist. In the woods, a pair of scarlet and ferocious eyes stared closely at the two of them. Behind the eyes, there seemed to be a more terrifying existence, waiting for the prey to appear.

"These eyes..."

Yanyan couldn't help but touch his eye sockets.

"You look familiar, don't you, brother?"

Just when Sora covered his mouth and chuckled after recognizing these eyes, Kurama Yakumo's voice also reached their ears.

"Ah, I'm sorry, because Idu felt that Yan Yansang's eyes were very strange and more scary than ghosts, so he couldn't help but use them in the illusion."

"..."