Unemployed Onmyoji Converted to God Judge

Early the next morning, when Zhaohua and Sankayue walked out of the room, they saw Natori sitting on the sofa, and the dining table beside him was full of hearty breakfast.

"Good morning." Zhaohua glanced at the sumptuous breakfast on the table, nodded his thanks, "I'm sorry to trouble you."

"Good morning."

Natori followed his gaze and realized that Zhao Hua might have misunderstood something.

"Don't bother, this is done by the servant, and leave after finishing."

"That's it."

Zhaohua nodded to indicate that he understood, and did not speak any more.

For an adult like Natori, he is not as patient as Natsume.

After a while, Tsurumaru also came out of the room. After the four of them finished their breakfast, Zhaohua took out another small pen and handed it to Natori.

"It's a thank you."

I don't know when, his handing over to the judge has become more and more proficient.

Thinking of staying here for the next ten days or so, Zhaohua thought about it, and decided to hand over one coin every day, which would be used as rent.

"No, there is no need for this."

Natori didn't pick it up and went back.

"Actually, I have one thing to ask Mr. Zhaohua."

He looked at Zhaohua, and found that Zhaohua's sight shifted down again, and fell on his left arm.

"Sure enough, you did see it, the monster in my body."

"He should be here now." Natori covered his left arm, showing a wry smile.

"It seems that when I was with you, I was lucky not to have him appear on my face."

Saying so, under Zhaohua's watchful eyes, the small ball of demonic energy seemed to hear something, it went up along his arm, and finally lay across his neck and stopped moving.

—is a dark gecko.

When lying there still, it looks like a minimalist tattoo.

Seeing that the three people on the opposite side were all staring at his neck, Natori adjusted his glasses, turned his face sideways, and pointed at his completely exposed neck.

"That's what I want to ask you to do."

"When I was young, this gecko-shaped monster lived in my skin, and it would wander around on the skin from time to time."

"Although I don't feel anything abnormal, I still feel troubled when I think of a monster in my body."

"I have searched many places but have not found any information. Can Mr. Zhaohua help me get rid of him?"

"Wait a minute, let me check."

Zhaohua went back to the room and drew a Zhang Fu, which was directly pasted on Natori's neck when he came out.

The gecko turned around and lay down in another position.

Zhaohua withdrew the spell, "It seems there is no way to get rid of it. But I have a formation, I can try to seal him up."

"It will become an ordinary tattoo. If you are not satisfied with the position of the tattoo, you can unseal it and seal it again."

Zhaohua sincerely put forward suggestions, and even helped Natori to think about after-sales service.

Natori couldn't laugh or cry, although such a result was not what he wanted, it would be good if it could be sealed.

Because of this "mole", he has taught himself a lot of knowledge about monsters. Even if he knows that monsters are not harmful to the body, getting rid of him has become Natori's obsession.

Although the ultimate goal was not achieved, Natori still thanked with a smile: "That's really great, you helped a lot."

Faced with such kind words, Zhaohua always responded with "um".

He quickly drew both the formation and the unsealed formation to Natori, asking him to wait for a suitable time to try.

In fact, it is to wait for the gecko to be in the right place, take a good posture, and then seal it.

Zhaohua took Sankayue and Tsurumaru to the forest last night.

He went around to the other side of the forest and found the location he had inquired about yesterday—an open grass field behind the stone signpost.

According to the monsters, Suzu is a monster made of grass and trees, and it is usually impossible to leave her place of growth.

After the three of Zhaohua entered, they turned their eyes around the grass, and then looked at a clump of grass in front of the left with incomparable precision.

As for why, because only in that small area, the grass grows fifty centimeters higher than other areas.

He could understand that Bell had spawned the surrounding plants for safety, but it was still so obvious when he looked at it this way.

As soon as it caught Zhaohua's sight, in the middle of the clump of grass, a plant surrounded by many tightly closed green boxes shook violently.

Now it's all right, Zhaohua directly locked on the ridiculously big flytrap.

Ling was about to cry, but she appeared in the air, stumbling, and said: "Master, hello, hello. May I ask, what can I do for you?"

The dangerous person she met yesterday is still so dangerous today, but now there is no gentle Natsume-sama to hide from her.

Bell: Weak, pitiful and helpless.jpg

If it wasn't for the fact that the grass and tree monsters couldn't move, she would have pulled up her roots and run away.

Zhaohua looked at her body, a little surprised.

Such a cowardly monster, he thought it would be some weak species.

As a result, the carnivorous plant Venus flytrap?

It seems that personality really has nothing to do with breed.

"Do you remember when you encountered a creature possessing you?"

Bell tried hard to recall.

Because I live far away and can't move around, I don't have many friends, so Ling's news has always been blocked.

Two months ago, she only heard about Master Natsume returning his name.Hearing this surname, she felt a little familiar.

After thinking for a long time, Ling finally remembered that it was a girl with long brown hair.

At that time, she couldn't change form, because she lost in the boxing game, so she gave her name out.

Since then, she has never seen the girl again.

Ling looked at the bug trap that had lost some of its strength, and thought that if she could leave here, she could go to Natsume-sama to get her name back.

As a result, she fell asleep after thinking about it.

After waking up, I saw Natsume-sama.

Hearing this story, Zhaohua raised his forehead. Are there only two sentences with no information in the most critical part?

"So you don't know when you met?"

"No, I don't know..."

Ling wrung her fingers and looked at him timidly.

Zhaohua almost felt that he was some kind of villain, who was going to scare and cry the pure and innocent girl opposite.

"You go back..." Zhaohua was about to look for clues on his own, when he saw Ling's huge bug trap, he suddenly had a bold idea.

"Wait! When you sleep, do you hunt for food?"

"Yes, yes."

"Did you have any unusual sensations while you were asleep?"

"Hmm... I feel like I ate something that was hard to digest? That's why I slept for an extra long time..."

Zhaohua's mood at this moment is hard to describe.

There was only a small amount of turbid air from the marching army left on this grassland, which should be left after Ling mutated.

Other than that, very clean.

Therefore, the retrograde army didn't choose this place as their base camp. They should have passed by here and were captured unconsciously by Ling.

In the end, it was digested abruptly.

So Ling should be: Weak, pitiful and helpless, but very edible.jpg

He ate himself to mutation directly in his dream, and he didn't know whether it was Ling who was more miserable, or the preyed retrograde army who was more miserable.

It was also with the help of the retrograde army that Ling was able to leave here and find Natsume.

So, since passing by here, where is the final destination of the retrograde army?

Zhaohua looked at the endless mountains ahead, but decided to go back and share this information with Natsume.

He went back to Natori's home first, and found that Natori had locked himself in the room, studying the perfect tattoo.

He didn't bother, but went back to his room and drew a drawing of the retrograde army.

After painting, he looked at his finished product and kneaded it expressionlessly.

What is this thing that looks like a charm to ward off evil spirits?

He thought that he could draw with a stable pen, but he was really naive.

He simply turned to foreign aid—the Fusangshen sitting next to him drinking Coke and orange juice.

"Tsurumaru Hall, Sanriyue Hall, can you draw?"

"Huh? Painting, I can try it."

Sanriyue walked to Zhaohua with orange juice in her hand, and Tsurumaru also approached happily.

"Can Sanriyue know how to draw? I'm looking forward to it!"

Zhaohua explained the requirements again, it is best to cover all types of knives in the retrograde army, and draw a picture for each type of knife.

Sanriyue picked up the pen confidently, the more she looked at Zhaohua, the more she felt something was wrong.

After the painting was finished, he admired it for a while, and said hesitantly, "Well... the painting is very good, but is it too freehand?"

Even the vicious retrograde army is full of elegant beauty under the pen of San Riyue.

He felt that it was impossible to find the enemy according to this.

"Why don't Tsurumaru hall come and try?"

Zhaohua carefully collected the paintings of Sanriyue, and then went to see Tsurumaru.

But with just a few lines, he felt that it already had that taste.

As expected of Honmaru's doll master, his grasp of the features is extremely vivid.

Looking at the fierce light in the eyes, the ferocious bone spurs, and the dagger in the mouth, one can tell that it is not a normal thing at a glance.

Seeing Tsurumaru's finished product, Zhaohua immediately made a decision: "Just use this."

Tsurumaru drew the rest of the swords again.

Zhaohua took these papers and went to find Natsume, only to see an empty house.

At this moment, Madara walked over from which courtyard wall.

"Natsume is in school now, if you have something to do, come back after school."

This sentence exploded into three answers.

"Oh, go to school."——This is Zhao Hua who belatedly realizes that a human being of this age still has to go to school.

"Go to school?"——This is the thousand-year-old grandfather Sanriyue who doesn't understand what it means.

"Can you take me there?" - This is Tsurumaru Kuninaga who wants to join in the fun even though he doesn't understand.

Then they meet Madara who also likes to join in the fun.

"follow me."

Natsume, who was in class at this time, didn't know that three uninvited guests were walking towards his school.