Dramatic Blade

The young slippery ghosts no longer refer to each other as "human ghosts".

The artist's name is Asahikawa Ichiki, and according to his own statement, he saw a Hyakki Night Walk led by a slippery ghost when he first became an oni.

The painter took a look from a distance, and his eyesight and memory were amazingly good, so he still remembered the appearance of the leading monster.

So he pointed to Nuliang Lusheng and said that you and your father were carved out of the same appearance.

Nuliang Rikusheng made an invitation without saying a word: "Asahikawa, do you want to come and join my Hyakki Night Walk!"

Asahi Chuan raised his eyebrows for a while, and directly refused: "You are not qualified to be my lord."

"I will definitely become stronger," the slippery ghost was not discouraged, but said confidently, "One day you will be convinced to drink with me!"

A pool of moonlight was diluted when the morning came, and the painter with his head bowed stood up. Hearing what the young slippery ghost said, he laughed:

"Drinking alcohol will make the hand that holds the pen shake. If you want me to make an exception, you have to practice hard."

Asahikawa came to Tono for the time being purely for gathering scenery, but because he passed by the mandrill's territory and rescued the human being caught by the mandrill, it was the first time the mandrill saw a ghost like him without the smell of blood on his body, so he fought The idea in his head.

Nuliang Lusheng looked at him firmly, and agreed: "Of course, but you don't want to be subdued by other monsters first."

Because of this sentence, he saw the painter showed a very surprised expression, and then laughed, as if he had said some particularly funny joke.

Then the ghostly figure of the painter approached in front of Nuliang Rikusheng, who reacted extremely quickly, snapped off the branches of the nearby bushes and swung them out, but hit nothing.

Eh?The slippery ghost was taken aback.

"Little devil."

The moment he swung the wood, someone tapped his forehead with a pen, but the voice came from behind.

Nuliang Lusheng turned his head, and Asahikawa's momentary figure had disappeared, and only a faint mockery was left in the fog:

"Wait until you can take over my type before thinking about such a problem."

The sound faded away, the mist was thick, and the morning light was twilight. It seemed that no one had ever appeared in the forest except the slippery ghost.

It's even more elusive than the old man...

It took a long time before Nuliang Lusheng came back to his senses, touched his forehead, felt something was wrong, and took a look at the pool.

hiss--

In the days that followed, the slippery ghost would always run to the northern forest under the eyes of Kamaitachi, "Are you tired of living?"

Powerful oni don't have a high profile like powerful monsters. When Nura Rikusho encountered other monsters making trouble from outside in Beisen, but couldn't beat them and ran away, Xue Yueka's sword would fall from the top of his head. There was also a Animals with simple lines are thrown in his face, turtles, cats, birds...it's different every time.

The slippery ghost never escaped.

The successful painter laughed.Just like his arrogance is only aimed at opponents who have no winks, he never kills monsters, but his moves are ruthless enough to make those monsters rest for 80 or [-] years before they can recover. He told the story of the monster side.

Nuliang Rikuo found it strange that although Asahikawa was unable to enter Tono Yokai's village for a while, he was not persistent. He just wanted to know more about the Yokai, like the Yokai in the group who were in charge of keeping records, always soaking in the library Stay behind closed doors.

Later, Asahikawa told him that he lived to be a manga artist in modern times. He is very interested in monster culture and needs to collect materials for his manga, so every time he learns more, he becomes more interested in drawing.

After all, in the world of monsters, there are always many scenery that humans have never seen, and there are many strange things. The moon in the water before was drawn by Asahikawa using the blood ghost technique and the blood of the mandrill's eyes.

Nuliang Rikusheng observed for a few days, and found that Asahikawa used human swordsmanship for a while, but it could complement his blood ghost technique.

When he asked curiously, he realized that the human being who taught him swordsmanship was also a ghost hunter who specialized in hunting ghosts.

Nuliang Rikusheng: ...

Maybe it's because those who understand themselves better are often enemies, and he himself is a monster using an onmyoji-made demon-repelling knife, and now he doesn't even have the qualifications to complain.

After going back and forth, the cunning ghost thought that if there was wine, the painter might become a good drinking friend with him like a poison.

……Do not.

The slippery ghost quickly denied this inexplicably, and there seemed to be some restlessness in his chest.

It should be different from jin.

"I remember that the slippery ghost is a monster who eats and drinks. You always come to my place but there is nothing to eat."

One day, Asahikawa suddenly saw Nura Rikuo appearing in the forest, ran towards him, and said from a distance.

The slippery ghost didn't speak, he knew that Asahikawa didn't eat people for a while, but he came today with a clear purpose, when he raised his eyes, his red pupils were fierce and sharp.

"Oh?" The painter was a little surprised, and his expression became public. When he saw the monster attacking like a sharp knife, he praised: "Not bad momentum."

Asahikawa's momentary weapon was just an ordinary sword. He drew out the sword to fight back, moved faster, and used offense as defense, using the first type of breath of water.

Unexpectedly, Nuliang Lusheng slammed into the white water waves without avoiding or dodging.

The long knife sank into the slippery ghost's body, but the person holding the knife didn't feel the real sense of cutting through the flesh. The place where the slippery ghost's body was split was like a torn picture scroll, which ignited spontaneously without wind, and ignited a black flame.

Chao Richuan was startled for a moment, and then his pupils widened.

The voice of the slick ghost appeared in his ears, and the chill of the sharp blade approached his spine.

"This is... my fear."

The black fear rises like a cloud of flames, and half of the slippery ghost who appeared behind the painter without anyone knowing it is hidden in the fear, leaving only a scarlet demon pupil.

After days of non-stop training, Nuliang Rikusheng found Asahikawa for a while with his newly realized fear, and finally took over his type!

There was a moment of silence in the air.

"You're making quick progress, slippery one."

Asahikawa suddenly made a sound, Nuliang Lusheng raised his spirits, his body was afraid of fire like a dragon and snake rolling, baring his teeth and claws, faintly reflecting the aura of the demon lord traveling across the Kanto many years later.

The ghost tilted his head slightly, his plum red eyes became extremely red, and he smiled loosely and frivolously when facing the mandrill again, murderous intent appeared in his erect pupils.

"Unfortunately, I still can't win."

As soon as the words fell, Asahikawa's momentary figure shattered like a mirror, and Nuliang Lusheng was stunned, and was kicked off the rock.

"Wow, what is this move!?" Nuliang Lusheng was caught off guard, this brand new move seemed very similar to his fear.

Pianran's sleeves flashed in front of the monster's eyes, and Asahikawa asked without answering for a while: "What is 'your fear'?"

Kamaitachi said that "fear" is a skill to reflect the characteristics of monsters. Asahikawa said that slippery ghosts are monsters who eat and drink. It is to amplify this feature.

But this is not enough.

With only concealment skills, how can you use them to fight against the feather fox in Kyoto?

It wasn't until that night, when the moonlight streamed back from a pool of autumn water, that he suddenly understood what kind of monster the slippery ghost was.

"Youkai that materialize dreams...?" Asahikawa lowered his head and thought.

Nuliang Rikusheng nodded: "Compared to Mingjing Zhishui, this trick is characterized by being visible but not grasping. Using visual misleading to act is more in line with the essence of a slippery ghost."

The young slippery "ah" wrinkled his nose: "But I ran to you as soon as I researched it, and I haven't thought of a name for this move... What was that move you just did?"

"In that case, why don't we call it Flowers in the Mirror and Moon in the Water." Zhao Richuan answered irrelevantly for a moment.

"Mirror Flowers Water Moon?"

Seeing Asahikawa, Nuliang Rikuo responded for a while, then stood on the spot and raised the handle of the knife so that the tip of the knife pointed down.He cut his palm, and the blood flowed onto the blade. After the red blood flowed, the blade was as bright as a mirror.

The mirror reflected their figures on both sides.

There was a crackling sound around the two of them.

The depths of the mountain forest suddenly became ethereal, and every piece of debris was floating gently, reflecting the figure of the ghost.

In Nuliang Rikusheng's surprised eyes, the artist smiled and asked: "Isn't the so-called slippery ghost the flower reflected in the mirror, the moon floating in the water, and the monster who turns dreams into reality?

"Such a coincidence is rare. The so-called one period and one meeting, I will use this name for you."

This smile is extremely moving in the light reflected by countless mirrors, like velvet flowers reflecting snow and a bright moon.It can be seen that the painter likes such romantic and elegant things.

And there are rumors coming from a distance, shaking the monster's heart.

[Autumn frost dyes white chrysanthemums, and white chrysanthemums also bloom. 】

[Things in your mind are very difficult to decide, you can't break it. 】

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The author has something to say:

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The original sentence is an autumn song in the ancient and modern waka collection

Me: Fuck it!

感谢在2020-07-1913:07:01~2020-07-1923:49:20期间为我投出霸王票或灌溉营养液的小天使哦~

Thanks to the little angel of irrigation nutrient solution: 1 bottle of deep-sea fish;

Thank you very much for your support, I will continue to work hard!