Unemployed Onmyoji Converted to God Judge

Dechang looked carefully at the "monster" on the paper, which was different from any monster he had seen before.

"You said, there are monsters looking for traces of these things?"

The subordinate standing in front of him replied respectfully: "Yes, Lord Patriarch. According to the monsters we captured, these papers came from Yayuan."

Yahara...

The young man with long hair smiled casually, "It seems that this time, we are going to find that kid again."

Saying this, Tokuba didn't go to Natsume, but instead knocked on Natori's door.

"Mr. Dechang?!"

Natori opened the door, unexpectedly seeing a figure in a black kimono.

At this moment, he is very fortunate that Tsurumaru is away running around and there are no outsiders at home.

Although they have known each other since they were young, Natori and Deba eventually went on different paths when they grew up because of their different ideas.

No matter what the reason was, he was unwilling to let everyone discover Zhaohua's existence.

"Why, don't you invite me in to sit down?"

His right eye was covered by the talisman paper, and the exposed left eye was curved, obviously smiling, but it made people feel unfathomable.

Natori recalled thinking about the living room at home, the servant just came to clean it up, it was very clean and tidy, nothing would be exposed.

"Please come in."

The two sat down on the sofa facing each other, and glanced at the empty living room.

"Long time no see, your house is still so unpopular."

"As long as the house is convenient to live in, it will be fine."

Natori was thankful again that he had just asked someone to clean it up, otherwise there would be snacks and juices on the coffee table, as well as the sports magazine Tsurumaru bought.

It will definitely be worn out immediately.

He asked straightforwardly, "What is Mr. Chang looking for me today?"

Generally speaking, things like monster entrustment are announced by Nanase, the assistant of the field, and it is never the turn of the field to come in person.

Except for the internal gatherings of demon masters, he seldom had private contacts with Chang.

Today I suddenly came to find him...

Natori had already sounded the alarm in his heart, but he didn't show it on his face.

"I came to you for this matter."

Toshiba took out three sheets of paper and spread them out in front of Natori. On the paper was a creature holding a knife with hideous bone spurs, eyes glowing red, and an ominous black mist covering his entire body.

Seeing this familiar portrait, Natori showed the professionalism of an actor, and opened his eyes wide in surprise, "What is this?!"

His expression was impeccable, as if seeing these portraits for the first time.

There was no flaw in the field, but he didn't care whether Natori knew about it or not. He even explained kindly: "This is a portrait I found from a monster. I can't find any records of the monster on the paper."

"However, after my investigation, the source of these portraits is Yayuan."

Upon hearing the name of the place, Natori was startled. Unexpectedly, Mr. Ma had already found out this far. He asked tentatively, "Mr. Deba means that this thing has something to do with Natsume?"

"Well, maybe."

The field said with a smile, "Don't be so nervous, I came to you, just asking you to help convey, I may have information they want."

intelligence?

Does Mr. Chang know the whereabouts of the retrograde army?

"What information?"

"If you want to know, let the person related to this come to me."

Without waiting for Natori to say anything else, Tokuma simply got up and left, and stepped into the car waiting outside the apartment.

Inside the car, the person accompanying him asked, "Does Mr. Natori know what kind of monster this is?"

Zhang Jingsi let go of his smile, his red eyes were calm.

"It seems that he should know, but he just doesn't want to tell us."

"Ah? It's about monsters, how can he hide it at will?"

"If it's not just monsters..."

The field's voice is very soft, like talking to himself.

Seeing these three portraits, for no reason, he remembered a monster he killed half a month ago. It didn't look alike at all, but it had the same crimson eyes, wrapped in black mist.

The man didn't hear his words clearly, and asked cautiously, "What did you say?"

"It's nothing."

Dechang supported his head, and replied casually, "Anyway, the bait has been released, and they will come to us."

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In Honmaru, at the same position, Foxosuke was also waiting next to the hole.

After experiencing the incident of the little paper figurine delivering the letter, the knives in Honmaru did not dare to relax their guard on the passage.

What if such a small and light paper figurine is blown away by a gust of wind without being seen next time?

Wouldn't the master's letter be gone?

Therefore, in order not to miss the news of the master, Fox Nosuke is still guarding here conscientiously, and the swordsmen are training in full swing in order to get the opportunity to support the master.

Foxosuke was lying on the corridor next to him, and suddenly found that the hole began to glow again.

It must be that the master has sent another letter!

He ran over in a few steps and jumped down the hole, but he was impatient to wait for the paper figurine to climb up little by little.

At this moment, at the exit of the passage, Zhaohua walked out holding Sanriyue's hand.

Although the bottom space is not so narrow after it is connected, the entrance of the cave is still only that big. If they want to go up together, they must first stand directly under the entrance of the cave.

Zhaohua backed away as much as possible to make room, San Riyue took a step forward, and the distance between the two suddenly narrowed infinitely, legs touching legs, chest touching chest.

Zhaohua lowered her eyes, and all she could see was Sanriyue's porcelain-white skin, light red lips, and the neckline that went deep into the neckline.

Sanriyue supported the wall behind Zhaohua with her free hand without a teacher, and wrapped him in her arms.

The atmosphere was a little ambiguous for a while, and no one spoke.

With the movement of Sanriyue, the neck line became more and more obvious, and a small collarbone was exposed at the open collar of the shirt.

Zhaohua's eyes were getting darker, he subconsciously held his breath, stared at the fair and slender neck, and moved forward quietly.

Just when his lips were about to touch the crescent moon, something suddenly fell from the sky above his head, casting a shadow.

Zhaohua propped up the barrier very quickly, and with a cry of pain, something hit the barrier and was thrown out again.

This voice seems to be Fox's help?

"Foxosuke... um..."

As soon as Zhaohua raised his head, he bumped into San Riyue's late-night eyes. Just as he was about to speak, San Riyue lowered his head, gently pressed a kiss on his lips, and then retreated calmly.

"Hahaha, I don't know what happened to Fox Nosuke?"

Hearing these words, Zhaohua could only resist the urge to hug him again, and jumped to the ground with Sanriyue.

In the vegetable garden 50 meters away from the entrance of the cave, Foxosuke fell on a cabbage with his feet in the air, with a big bag on his forehead, dizzy and unconscious.

Zhaohua picked it up and checked it around, but found no other wounds.

"It shouldn't be a big deal, I guess he was knocked out."

He carefully touched the big swollen bump under the fluffy hair, felt guilty for a second, and decided to take Foxosuke away for training.

He was about to change his position and hug him more comfortably, when Mikazuki stretched out one hand, took Foxosuke over, put it in his arms, and stretched out the other hand to hold Zhaohua's hand.

"Okay, master. Let's go and enter the house."

"Hmm... is that okay?"

Zhaohua raised their hands, which will definitely be seen by the swordsmen.

"Does the master think it's wrong?"

San Riyue looked sideways at Zhao Hua, with curved eyebrows and deep eyes, "Don't you want others to know about our relationship?"

"No, no, that's fine."

Zhaohua wanted to go online for survival, but quickly denied it.

It's not that he's worried about being discovered, it's just that the picture of persuading Ishikirimaru he once vowed to is still in front of his eyes, and now he is immediately slapped in the face.

Not to mention Ishikirimaru, he wanted to condemn himself.

San Riyue held the absent-minded Zhao Hua, her smile was the same as always, but behind that smile, there was a trace of complacency that couldn't be concealed.

In this way, all the swords in Honmaru will know that the master is his.

When the two of them get along, it's best not to disturb.

San Riyue thought very well, but it's a pity that they walked all the way to the house and didn't meet the half-struck sword.

Zhao Hua, who hadn't figured out how to explain to Ishikirimaru, silently breathed a sigh of relief.

He sensed that Honmaru didn't have many swords, so he probably went out to fight, and the rest were in hand, so he didn't worry too much.

San Riyue sat on the side, watching the master buy it for him, feeling quite regretful in her heart.

But after thinking about it, the future is long and there are many opportunities like this, so I don't care about it anymore, and sit on the side with concentration, admiring the master's demeanor.

After the entry was completed, Foxnosuke woke up in a daze, and he thought he was hallucinating for the first time.

Otherwise, how could he have seen Lord Zhaohua and His Highness Sanriyue?

"Lord Zhaohua! Your Highness Sanriyue! Are you back?"

Foxnosuke's eyes are round and round, and he has gained weight during this period, making him even more cute.

San Riyue rubbed his head, "Yes, we are back."

Feeling the warm and gentle touch on the top of his head, Honosuke jumped up excitedly, no longer calm as before, and Sa Yazi ran out the door.

"I'll inform the other Highnesses!"

Seeing his agile figure, Mikazuki smiled, "Hahaha, this is the first time I've seen such a lively Foxnosuke."

He turned to Zhaohua again and said, "Master, let's go back and change."

Zhaohua glanced at their shirts and jeans, and agreed.

The two held hands again and walked towards the residence of the Santiao family.

Before reaching the door, they bumped into Ishikimaru walking from the other side of the corridor.

Before Shiqiemaru had time to speak, his eyes were glued to the two clasped hands.

The unexpressed joy was immediately replaced by a series of complex emotions such as shock, doubt and doubt about life, and the smile on the corner of his lips froze.

"You, you...?!"

As soon as Zhaohua saw the green Taidao figure, his heart immediately rose, and he felt nervous for no reason.

Just as he was about to speak, San Riyue took a step forward, with a gentle smile on his face, but a very solemn tone.

"As you can see, Ishikimaruden, we are together."

Ishikimaru: ...

All kinds of pictures that he had seen before flashed in his mind like a horse on a horse: the master moved into Sanriyue's room, and Sanriyue was always inseparable from the master, and the master wore a hair ornament of Sanriyue on his head...

The more I thought about it, the more rigid Ishikirimaru's face became, especially when he thought of the fact that he once prayed for Sankayue and his master twice because he was worried about the relationship between them.

So his younger brother, right under his nose, is with the master? !

Moreover, he once served as an assist? !

Ishikimaru was completely petrified.

The author has something to say: Ishikirimaru: Why was I so blind before? ! !

Zhaohua: Cough, I didn't fool you, it has nothing to do with me.

Sanriyue: Well, I have bad intentions, and it has nothing to do with the master.

Ishikimaru: ...

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