Unemployed Onmyoji Converted to God Judge

Chapter 31 People, Cats, Onmyojis, and Knives

Caught off guard by such explosive news, Natsume stared at the long silver hair behind Zhaohua in a daze.

At first, he thought it was like this in other worlds. After all, the colors on Tsurumaru and Sankaiyue were more colorful than the other. Was it because of the blood of the white fox?

In addition, Mr. Zhaohua said that he also has the blood of monsters. Combined with the feature of vertical pupils, Natsume subconsciously thought of a slippery, ice-cold reptile.

His ancestors could not be snake demons! ! !

Natsume startled himself, before he could recover, something knocked on the window sill.

He walked to the window with one hand and one foot, opened it, and a round-headed little paper man beckoned to him.

Outside the courtyard gate, the young man wearing a fisherman hat also waved to him.

"Mr. Natori!"

This recalled Natsume's sanity, and he hurried down to open the door for Natori.

Zhaohua looked at the little paper man floating back again, thoughtfully.

The Mr. Natori that Natsume spoke of should be the exorcist of this world.

Just as he was thinking, there were footsteps outside the door, and Natsume led a brown-haired young man in a windbreaker into the room.

As soon as Natori came in, he saw the formation in front of Zhaohua. He was a little surprised, but he took off his hat politely, and introduced himself: "Hello, I am Natori Monday, and I am a demon exorcist."

"Is your Excellency also an exorcist?"

He smiled modestly, but the aura around him was shining, coupled with that handsome face, it was particularly eye-catching.

In short, it is so high-profile that everyone knows it.

Zhaohua looked at him in surprise, and was forced to look away by the shining aura, but suddenly, he looked at Natori's left shoulder again - there was a cloud of evil spirit wandering there.

Realizing where the other party's gaze fell, Natori tilted his head in confusion, "What's wrong?"

Is there something wrong with his clothes?

"It's nothing." Zhaohua looked away and answered his last question: "I'm not an exorcist, but a person from another world. My previous job was an onmyoji."

Oh, it turned out to be an Onmyoji from another world.

Wait - "Another world?!"

Natori looked back at Natsume in shock, his eyes glazed over.

Did he hear something incredible just now?

"Mr. Natori, this matter is a bit complicated, it's like this..."

Natsume told how Tsurumaru fell and smashed the roof of his house, and how he saw Zhaohua who also fell when he got home.

Finally said: "Mr. Zhaohua gave me a piece of gold, but I can't use it, so I can only ask Mr. Natori for help."

Natori was struggling to digest the news of breaking through the world wall. He only now knew that there was another world besides his own?

And what is Natsume's physique that attracts trouble?

Why is everything running into his room!

the most important is--

Natori raised his eyebrows and looked at Natsume: "So, you called me here just to launder money?"

If it wasn't for the money being unusable, Natsume wouldn't have told him the trouble at all.

"Ah, that..."

Natsume scratched his face in embarrassment. He really didn't plan to tell others about it. After all, he alone is enough to solve this matter.

Natori knew what Natsume was thinking without guessing, it was nothing more than thinking that he could do it and not bother others.

"We are friends, what kind of trouble is this little thing?"

If he had known the news yesterday, the roof would have been repaired by now.

"Yes, I see. I will definitely tell Mr. Natori sooner if I have something to do in the future."

With Natsume's guarantee, Natori turned to look at the two visitors from another world.

He had already greeted an onmyoji just now, and another one should be the Token Fusangshin that Natsume said.

San Riyue knelt on the ground, with his hands on his knees, the sleeves with dark patterns hanging down neatly by his side, and the golden tassels falling from the corners of his eyes. Daoyue pattern shines brightly.

Just a simple smile, there is a grace and bearing that others can't match.

Natori's eyes lit up, and he went directly to sit opposite Mikazuki.

Although Natsume had just heard it, he still couldn't imagine that Fu Sangshen would be like this.

"Mr. Mikazuki, I heard from Natsume that you are Token Fusangshin?"

"Hahaha, that's right, I'm Mikazuki Munekin, the sword made by Sanjo Munekin."

"It's a Taidao." Natori saw the sword on his body and asked, "Is this your real body?"

Sankaiyue took down the white knife and replied: "This is the main body of Tsurumaru Temple. My main body is in the hands of the master."

Natsume also leaned over curiously, and saw the golden crane pattern printed on the white blade.

"It feels very similar to Mr. Crane."

Together with Natori, he looked at the body of the crescent moon placed in the formation. The gradual golden lacquer moon pattern was also very characteristic, and it was immediately obvious that it was the crescent moon.

However, compared to Natsume's admiration for the sword itself, Natori focused on the outer formation.

Only now did he discover that this formation was actually drawn on the ground out of thin air, without paper or ink, and it was a line constructed entirely by spiritual power.

As far as he knew, none of the exorcists could do this.

It should be said that he has never heard that he can draw formations like this.

Are onmyojis from another world actually so strong?

Natori raised his eyes and looked at the young man with silver hair and black eyes in front of him, "This... sir, can you tell me the use of this formation?"

He thinks he also knows a lot of formations. Although he is not as good as the field, but he can't understand a single rune, right?Could it be that the operation of spiritual power in a different world is extraordinarily different?

"Just call me Zhaohua."

Zhaohua's eyes were on Natori's body again, but this time it was the left chest.

"This is a purification array, it's useless to you."

After all, Daojian Fusangshen is a different existence from monsters. The purification formation is his improvement by combining traditional formations and other current affairs formations, and it cannot deal with monsters.

"That's right."

Natori didn't delve into why Sankayue's body needed to be purified, but he was very puzzled about one thing. Every time this Mr. Zhaohua looked at him, his eyes fell very strangely.

As if looking through his body, looking at something else...

Natori's eyes dimmed, and he smiled again, continuing to chat with Mikazuki.

Every time he smiles like this, he seems to have a strange aura, and his whole person is extraordinarily dazzling.

However, San Riyue sat opposite him, as if she didn't feel it, she answered calmly, relying on her beauty bonus, she could actually stand up to Natori.

Zhaohua sat on the inside of them, lowered his eyes and focused on purifying, not wanting to raise his eyes at all.

When he heard that Natsume blended into the conversation between the two without any difference, he couldn't help but look at him with admiration.

Sure enough, as he saw, Natsume was really strong.

After finally purifying, Zhaohua heaved a sigh of relief.

He took Sanriyue's left hand, tied the body knife around Sanriyue's waist, and couldn't wait to interrupt their harmonious conversation.

"Sanri Yuedian, let's go out for a stroll."

At this time, he had completely forgotten the previous thought of going out less and not causing trouble for Natsume.

He just wanted to stay away from the human-shaped light bulb on the opposite side.

Simply too dazzling.

"Thank you, master." Sanriyue looked at Zhaohua with a smile, and raised her hand cooperatively, making it easier for him to attach the knife.

"Let's go to Yahara for a stroll too. I'm curious about what happened to Tsurumaru Temple."

Wait, don't you say that visiting Yayuan is the same as shopping.

"Well, there are many youkai in Yahara."

Natsume hurriedly stood up and introduced, what if Mr. Zhao Hua suddenly met a monster and couldn't hold back his professional habits again?

"Hey, so, it must be very interesting there."

Sanriyue became more interested, and he felt that the master must also want to see the monsters.

Natori dragged his chin to think for a while, and reminded: "It's too conspicuous for you to go out like this."

You don't look like a normal person when you dress up.

He visually measured the height and shape of Zhaohua and Sanriyue, and called his assistant to help him buy a few sets of clothes.

Sanriyue curiously picked up a white shirt and observed it.

"Hahaha, I've never seen this kind of clothes before."

"Sanri Yuedian, let me help you."

Natsume and Natori have already retreated, and now there are only the two of them in the room.

As always, Zhaohua took off the complicated armor and clothing for San Riyue, and when he picked up a certain boxer underwear, he paused with his fingertips, and quickly covered up the fluctuations in his heart, calmly putting on a full set of clothes for San Riyue.

It's just that the red ears hidden under the long hair showed that he was not calm.

This white shirt is a casual style with soft material, which perfectly outlines Sanriyue's thin waist.

Zhaohua buttoned up the buttons one by one, and her eight-pack abs were hidden under the fabric.

After finally putting on a full set of clothes, his palms were covered with sweat.

"Okay, Sanriyuedian, you can go out first."

Sanriyue walked around the house wearing sneakers strangely. He didn't make much noise when he wore straw sandals, but now he walked even more silently.

"It's okay, I'll just wait for the master here."

But I have something to do with it.

Zhaohua looked at his clothes tangled, but in the end he couldn't make up his mind to let Sanriyue go out.

He turned around, turned his back to San Riyue, tried his best to ignore the presence of San Riyue behind him, and quickly changed his clothes.

Just as he was putting on his shirt and was about to button it, a hand ran across the back of his neck, pulling out the long hair that was under the clothes.

An elegant and gentle voice sounded in his ears: "Okay, the master can continue to wear it."

Zhaohua paused, lowered his head and answered vaguely, trying to let his hair cover his flushed face.

So Sanriyue had been standing behind him from the beginning?

How can he continue to wear it!

The author has something to say: Zhao Hua couldn't bear Natori's shining aura, so he had to take Mikayue out to avoid the limelight.

White shirt crescent moon!I can!

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