Dramatic Blade

At night, the last drizzle of the cold spring is falling lightly, but Ukiyo-e Town First Street is very lively, colorful neon lights and delicious food smells are already the norm, young people in various shirts and girls from Harajuku are passing through the city without paying attention This drizzle, talking and laughing amidst the fast-paced music and noisy pedestrians.

The crazy painter rolled up his sleeves and walked slowly on the street.

He was wearing a dark Komon kimono, and his posture was like an old man walking. Because he was wearing a Gebu that covered his face, he was pointed at by many passers-by. theme activities.

The more lively the place, the more people there should be, but the temperament of the monster is distinct, the pale jaw with the clear line and the casual smile make people with ulterior motives stop him.

"Hey, hey, look at the material of this kimono, I'm afraid it's some kind of young master!"

"What is it wearing on the face, show it for us to see!"

"Why don't we have some fun together, handsome guy."

Male, female, young, middle-aged, the crazy painter looked around, somewhat lacking in interest.

Jingzhai, a crazy painter of the previous generation, had a hobby of painting monsters on girls' backs, but Zhuguo 99 had no interest in humans.

The people surrounding the man in kimono saw that he raised his hand and took out a small writing brush from his sleeve.

The tip of the pen that was stained with ink was casually tapped, and suddenly there was a wave-like floating in the air.

Reflected by the faint black ripples, the eyes of several men and women surrounding the mad painter suddenly popped out and their lower bodies shortened, but in the blink of an eye they turned into a few protruding goldfish.

The people around were taken aback by this strange scene. Ukiyo-e Town is a famous place for youkai culture. Could it be a street performance?magic?

But without waiting for anyone to think about it, the ink-colored ripples spread instantly, as if a lake surface spread out in the air, and everyone passing by the water surface began to change in unison.

The original colorful neon lights flashed a few distorted currents, and suddenly went out. With the crazy painter as the center, the lights, water patterns, demonization, and screams contagiously detonated the turmoil in the entire downtown area!

The monster's street shop is also among them, and the cat demon belonging to the Nuliang group hurriedly jumped to the roof of the building to avoid the sorcery of the mad painter, and hurried back to report the news.

The mad painter said as if he was sleepwalking: "Master Xingyi once became a carp playing in his dream and never returned... Humans always love to dream, you should also become goldfish and wander around."

The painter in the center of the chaos stopped his brush lightly, as if he had just done a trivial thing.

The dreamy halo of the water replaced the streetlights, and he looked up to see schools of fish swimming above him, passing through the dead buildings.

The mad painter took a step forward.

The night was cloudy, and the clouds were low pressure. The local little monster looked up, only to find that the dark shadows in the clouds were the night walks of the Kyoto monsters!

The Kyoto monsters came out of their nests and came to Ukiyo-e Town without any expectations!

boom -

There was a loud thunder outside the house, and the book in Asahikawa's hand fell to the ground and rolled around several times. He covered his head in pain, and stumbled back a few steps.

Like an ax carrying electric current, it slashed straight into his brain, and the pain that burned his nerves exploded suddenly.

Asahikawa fell to his knees on the ground with a plop.

how is this possible……

Before reading it, Asahikawa looked at the familiar cover illustrations for a while and felt unreal. He never thought that he would forget the manga he drew.

He looked at the comic magazine in his hand, read one more title of his own comic, pressed his twitching eyelids, and opened the first page.

When he saw the first sentence, countless fragmented pictures flooded into his brain like a tide, forcefully rushing in along the painful crack opened by the axe, and the crack became bigger and bigger.

The picture in front of me was shattered into tens of thousands of pieces, and many strange and familiar memories flashed through: the acquaintance on the top of Tono Akizuki, Erjo Castle shattered into thousands of pieces in the strange wind and snow in Jingdong, Mount Qianjian The spring flowers bloom all year round, and the slippery ghost takes the painter to appreciate the world of monsters, and takes him to countless strange places, and there are still battles as always...

Then one day they heard the news of a youkai attack and returned to Ukiyo-e Town.

Then again?

According to Asahikawa Ichimo's previous calculation of the time, it should be when the Hyakumonogatari group first appeared in the 21st century.

The Hundred Monogatari Group belongs to Yamamoto Goro Zaemon, who cooperated with Abe Seimei. Asahikawa knew its purpose and means for a while. Like a centipede, they are dead but not stiff.

At this moment, the tender memory in Asahikawa's brain that was as far away as his first acquaintance in Tono and as close as the previous few days was simultaneously awakened.

The sequence and emotions of the memories before and after the amnesia were all disrupted. He rummaged through the sea of ​​memories but was washed away at once. The whole world seemed to be crumbling.

On the first page of the manga, what he personally wrote down is——

【you know……】

[What is "piece"? 】

It turned out to be like this... It turned out to be like this!

Asahikawa staggered and ran out of the door for a while, his brain was in severe pain, it seemed that as long as any thought was involved, it would be like rusty gears turning slowly, and then stuck in the middle of the road.

But now he wants to see Nura Rikusheng.

A few days ago, Nu Liang Lu temporarily went out because he had to deal with a land dispute, and it was time to return now.

It turned out to be like this... Asahichuan was terrified in his heart for a moment.

Oni is proud of drawing Tao, so he draws the story of slippery ghost and presents it to the monsters who want to walk side by side with him, hoping that he will be stronger and catch up with him faster, but he didn't expect to have enough monsters for slippery ghost When Zhili provided the heat of the outline, his work became a double-edged sword. The Hyakumonogatari group actually used his manga...

It has also become a strange story against Nuliang Rikusheng!

The sky was very dark, and thunder and lightning shuttled through the thick clouds.

The story of the slippery ghost drawn by Asahikawa is just an urban ghost story, telling the story of a monster who is powerful, unrestrained, and has a chivalrous heart. ——Nuragumi is indeed like this, so his portrayal is never false, but to make others like a character, he must not only reveal his strength but also his fragility.

He drew what he thought was the future of the young slippery ghost, who was extremely powerful, the lord of demons and demons, commanding all ghosts in the night walk without fear or fear, but he didn't know what he wanted.

Powerful people will always lose themselves. For a while, Asahikawa just added his own troubles into it, surpassing the three races of humans, ghosts and demons. They are the same kind, with the same confusion and confusion.

This kind of fragility is a surprise in the works. The slippery ghost has no fixed place. He can only pass through the crowd when the crowd is noisy. No one notices. He is afraid of the fire and escapes. , raising a glass to the void.

Asahikawa was an evil manga artist for a while, and it was not difficult to create a monster image that is not righteous but enough to be liked. In order to let slippery ghosts have the place of monsters, this manga is naturally full of painstaking efforts, and it has reached another popularity. peak.

Now, Asahikawa is shedding cold sweat for a while because of the recovery of this memory, and his face is pale.He was walking on the way to Nuliang House, Oni was never afraid of pain and there seemed to be something wrong with his injured body, he was now so weak that it seemed that the strong wind before the rainstorm could blow him down.

Asahikawa suddenly stopped and raised his head.

He saw a strange scene.

On the deserted, windy street, there stood a scroll that was as tall as a person, and the flickering street lights cast shadows, like a ghostly pantomime, making people feel that this scroll was waiting for the arrival of Asahikawa.

With the sound of a few clogs landing, a man wearing a kimono covering his face came out from behind the scroll.

The width of a human-height scroll is only about ten inches, which is not as wide as a human body, so this picture looks very strange.

Men in kimonos are very ordinary, but modern youths rarely go out in kimonos unless they are on special occasions or under the influence of their families. Pale jaw.

The severe headache seemed to blur his vision, Chao Richuan held on for a moment, alert in his heart, because he felt a bit of evil spirit from the man in front of him.

It is a youkai, although it is weak, it may have unpredictable means.

"You are……"

The visitor politely reported his name: "Crazy painter of Hundred Stories Group, Zhuguo 99."

The visitor is not good.

Asahichuan broke out in a cold sweat for a moment, and thought of this sentence immediately.

But he didn't know what happened to his body, especially after seeing this monster, his head hurt even more.

Why did the mad painter appear? The answer is simple. What is the scroll behind him? The answer is even simpler.

This is the last strange talk. The crazy painter must have put a lot of effort into it, so he personally sent the last missing factor into the painting to appreciate the masterpiece.

For a moment, Asahikawa's brain hurts, as if a spiral awl was mercilessly drilling into it.

He mocked calmly on the surface: "...No one would put other people's things in their own paintings."

Zhuguo 99: "But my manga popularity is much higher than yours."

This point of stepping on monsters is accurate. Asahikawa was also a manga artist at one time, and of course he knew what the manga competition was about. Even if he didn't take it seriously, "Three Thousand Worlds" lost a lot of popularity.

For a while, because of a brain problem, Asahikawa slowed down the acrimonious procedure, and then heard the mad painter in front of him say, "And it's not like stuffing someone else's stuff."

"What do you mean..."

The mad painter took off the mask on his face, and saw Asahikawa Ichi with a frozen expression.

Under the goblin cloth of the monster is a pair of ghost eyes.

The black-haired ghost's pupils shrank suddenly, shock engraved into every line in his eyes.

At the moment when he lost his mind, the crazy painter suddenly launched an attack!

In the Infinite City and Hundred Stories group, the role and strength of the crazy painter are there. Without strong monster power and physique, everyone thinks that he can only draw powerful monsters with weak wrists, just like the former Jing Zhai. Similarly, if you lose the pen and paper, you will have no means of self-protection.

The reality is indeed the case. Asahikawa's heart felt cold for a moment, and there was a strange sound of metal friction in the air. The severe pain forced him to regain his senses, and he watched in a daze that the mad painter rushed to him in order to seize this opportunity. Shengsheng gave him a knife, then panted, raised his head and looked directly into his eyes.

Zhao Richuan fell to the ground for a moment, and the crazy painter held the handle of the knife, and then knelt down.

"Why, how come..." Asahi Chuan stared blankly at that face for a while, his lips trembling.

The mad painter's expression became cold, and he said: "Zhuguo 99... You even forgot the name, how can I tolerate the temporary existence of Asahikawa who left behind the purpose of chasing the painting path?"

The ax embedded in the brain was faulted due to surprise, as if picked up by the murderer, and then slammed down again, and the knife that pierced the ghost's heart gave him great pain.

Chao Richuan looked painful for a moment, with surprise and bewilderment in his eyes, but what made him most uncomfortable was that he couldn't understand what the crazy painter was saying.

In the countless flooded memories, he has not been able to see the final answer.

A monster with the same face as himself—maybe another self who told him his biggest secret, but he couldn't crack it.

With a bang, the huge scroll flew to the top of the two of them and opened with a bang.

The mad painter Guitong Yinghong, with the expression that Asahikawa was most familiar with for a while, said to him: "Go to hell, the current me."

Asahikawa's eyes went dark for a moment.

……

Nuliang Rikusheng is indeed on his way back to Ukiyo-e Town. The Nuliang group has a big snake mount that can fly in the sky and a monster that can use thick clouds. Although it is not as fast as the treasure ship, it is more reliable to fly in a straight line, so he took Flying over the city with the ghosts walking at night.

The slippery ghost is not in a good mood. The two sides in the territorial dispute are old and stubborn monsters. They respectively believe in the departed Fengyue God and the Moonless God. A stone that glows when illuminated, Rikuo Nura was actually invited to be a referee.

Monsters never care about time, so it took many days to find it.

Nuliang Lusheng was quite patient at first, but later he heard that this glowing stone was the eye that fell from an ancient monster when he died. Ying's eyes were picked off by some evil spirit and kicked as a ball... Ah, they were picked off by an artist and squeezed into juice to draw a moon that is also bright blue.

Then the slippery ghost couldn't help thinking of Asahikawa for a while.

Nuliang Rikusheng's patience was exhausted the moment his thoughts came up, and he got up and decided to talk to those stubborn old people about whether to use violence to solve the problem.

Anyway, monsters are power supremacists.

As a result, the slippery ghost successfully set foot on the road back to Ukiyo-e Town on the night when he made the suggestion, but before he saw a light in Ukiyo-e town, a familiar monster rushed to him report in front of you.

The monsters in Kyoto are attacking!

This news made Nuliang Lusheng's back tighten, and his brain, which was drowsy from the night wind, immediately woke up.

Something is wrong, very wrong, why did the Kyoto monsters suddenly choose this time to launch a surprise attack like a general attack? !

After briefly giving a few instructions, he immediately turned around to let the team speed up, and then decided to rush back to Ukiyo-e Town by himself first.

There is nothing wrong with this decision, because the attack of the monsters in Kyoto represents the beginning of the third ghost story. Whether it is targeting the monsters in Ukiyo-e Town or humans, as well as Asahikawa Ichiki in Ukiyo-e Town, his help is definitely needed.

The sense of crisis in his mind sounded the alarm in a certain madness, and Nura Rikusheng saw the monster in front of him suddenly turn his head and turned into a strange appearance, then took out a scroll from his arms, and pulled it away suddenly.

His fault was that he didn't realize that the first and second strange stories were preventing him from entering, but there was a place for him in the third strange story.

Asakusa Odd Records.

Asakusa in the Taisho era is slowly unfolding for monsters and ghosts.

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The author has something to say:

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That's right, I prepared three Asahikawas for the young master, Asahikawa Prototype, Asahikawa Lily, Asahikawa, see how much I love him

It's a pity that these three don't meet very often, Prototype and Ontology only meet twice