[Comprehensive Natsume + Onmyoji mobile game] Traveling with cats

Said, "To be honest, my ex-wife once stepped on the air and fell down the steps when she was going down the wine cellar. Because of her injuries, she has already passed away."

Natsume lowered his head and said in a deep voice, "I'm sorry to bring up your sadness."

"It's okay, Natsume-sama has any questions, just ask them directly."

"How long has it been since your former wife died?"

"Two years."

Seeing the man's sad expression, Natsume asked again, "Let's see what happened tonight."

Xingzi hurriedly came out to smooth things over, "I'll take you to the guest room, you've been running all the way, you should take a good rest."

"Excuse me."

In the room, after the couple left, Madara jumped out of Natsume's arms, threw herself onto the couch, resting on the cat's head with one paw, and resumed her teacher's true self, "Look at the two of them hesitating to talk, there's still something going on here. ,Natsume."

Natsume was sitting on the side of the couch, looking at Madachi, "The teacher is saying that they have something to hide?"

"I'm afraid I still concealed a very important part." The green eyes flashed, and they turned to Natsume, "Look at the man's face, it is obvious that he was hurt by the ghost, which proves that he has already met the ghost, but he only No word. He said that the accident in the wine cellar was caused by his late wife, but we all know that evil spirits usually gather grievances. If it is really the ghost of his late wife, she must have grievances concentrated here place, and the only person she hurts is Yamamoto herself, isn't it..."

"Does it mean that the cause of her death has something to do with Yamamoto?" Natsume followed Madara's words, and even he was surprised when he said the words, "But the mourning on his face doesn't look like a fake."

"How good at disguising human beings are, who knows?" Madara twisted her round body, leaving Natsume to think alone.

That night, Natsume lay on his back on the bed, staring at the roof without closing his eyes, and what Madara said was still playing back in his mind.

"Woooooooo..."

Natsume sat up all of a sudden, and the madara on his body was thrown to the ground by his force, rolling several times in succession. "Natsume, what are you doing!"

"Hush." ​​Natsume made a silent gesture and whispered, "Teacher, listen, there is crying."

Only then did Madara calm down, and moved her cat ears, "The woman's cry came from the wine cellar."

"Let's go and see, teacher." Natsume didn't wait for Madara to agree, got up and ran out of the room.

"Wait for me!"

The closer Natsume got to the wine cellar, the clearer the crying sound. He touched the seal on the door of the wine cellar, and Madara jumped from behind him to the front, "Do you want to go in?"

"Only by entering, can we find the truth. If it is really an evil spirit, we must seal it as soon as possible."

"Have you ever thought it's dangerous!" Madara said and wanted to jump again.

"Don't be afraid, I have a teacher." Natsume said with a smile.Madara blinked his eyes and was speechless for a moment. He waved his paw irritably, "Remember not to act without authorization. If there are evil spirits coming out, run first."

Natsume's smile widened, her eyes were bent into crescents, Madara turned her head, staring at the seal deliberately.Natsume didn't hesitate any longer, he tore off the seal, and the door of the wine cellar opened slowly, with the faint moonlight, they could only vaguely see half of the ladder.

"It's too dark inside, I'll go down first." Madara said that he was about to jump down, but Natsume grabbed him.

"We don't know what's going on inside yet. Come with me, teacher. I have this." Natsume took out the gouyu from his sleeve and stretched it out in front of Madara. "Its light is enough for us to see the path under our feet."

Taking advantage of the luster of the gouyu, Natsume slowly descended to the depths of the wine cellar. Madara crawled behind her, her cat's head turned, looking forward to the movement in the wine cellar.

"Except for the wine jar and the table, there is only dust left. Where did the crying sound come from?" Natsume moved Gouyu closer to the wine jar, and suddenly he noticed other sounds, "Teacher, is there still the sound of the jar shaking? "

"It seems to be in the row opposite."

Natsume moved a step forward, the sound of the wine jars colliding became more and more intense, pop!One of the wine jars shattered with a sound, and the fragments gradually scattered around. Madara picked up Natsume in his mouth and jumped out far away.

A cloud of black mist floated above the shattered jar, and the sleeves of the woman's kimono were gradually revealed. With her head lowered, her only blood-red eyes were like a lamp in the dark depths of the wine cellar, which was creepy. .

"He's here." The female ghost floated in the air, her crying disappeared, and she laughed loudly, "I can finally take him away, hahaha!" She swept past Madara like a tornado, circled a Arc, drilled out of the wine cellar.

"No, he's going to find Mr. and Mrs. Yamamoto, teacher, hurry up!"

Madara ran straight to the room of the Yamamoto couple, only to hear a woman screaming in the room, and black air burst out wantonly from the roof, almost covering the entire room in darkness.

"Let him go, you are dead, if you love him, don't look for him again!" Kyoko knelt on the ground, pleading to the female ghost.

The reddish-brown bone claws of the female ghost strangled the man's neck, her horrifying face was close to the man's ear, the man's eyes were wide open, and the red bloodshot eyeballs were full. "I not only love him, I hate him!"

"Release Mr. Yamamoto!" Natsume turned over and rushed to Kyoko's side. Madara stood in front of the female ghost. The instinct of the beast made him eager to step forward and tear her apart. "I don't think such an evil spirit needs to be sealed, just let her disappear."

"Wait a minute, teacher!"

"Wait a minute!"

At the same time, there were two voices blocking Madara's actions. Natsume looked in the direction of the other voice, and the black and white figures had been placed inside the house at some point.

"Collecting souls is our job in the underworld." Gui Shihei raised his sickle and pointed it at Ban Dao.

Ghost Messenger Bai stepped forward and saluted, "Master Natsume, we are here to take away this evil spirit in the name of Lord Yan Mo. Xiao Hei did not mean to offend."

Ban immediately changed back to the appearance of a beckoning cat, pursed his lips and said, "Since it's your job in the underworld, I can save trouble."

Natsume stared blankly at the black and white ghost envoy who made a dramatic appearance, and felt that his temples were throbbing with pain. He had just come out, and he had something to do with the underworld again. Could it be that the direction of the underworld is directly under Qingban City?

Gui Shihei didn't have the patience of Gui Shibai, so he flew over with a scythe, the female ghost was instinctively afraid of the weapons of the underworld, the man took the opportunity to escape from her ghost claws, and staggered back to Xingzi's side.

The ghost messenger Hei Jian couldn't enjoy the interruption, this time not only the scythe came into battle, but the deity also rushed over, slashing at the female ghost a few times.

"Take it easy!" Ghost Messenger Bai made a timely move and locked the female ghost's arms and neck with iron chains, "You can't go back empty-handed."

Ghost Messenger Hei stopped the attack in his hand, and took over from Ghost Messenger Bai to grab the iron chain, "Come with us."

The female ghost's red eyes looked at the man, full of unwillingness. She was dragged by the iron chain and had to go with the ghost. When she passed by the Yamamoto couple, the man said, "I'm sorry."

The female ghost suddenly stopped, "What did you say?"

"It's all my fault. I caused you to fall off the ladder. If I hadn't pushed you when we were arguing, you wouldn't be what you are now." The man struggled and knelt on the woman's shoulder. The ghost said, "I was wrong."

The red eyes gradually changed, and finally returned to the original black pupils. The woman floated past him without looking back.

Natsume thought of Madara's previous words again, and couldn't help but sigh in her heart.The man on the ground hugged his crying wife, and the tears fell down without disappointment.

Natsume didn't know what to say to the couple, maybe letting them hug each other quietly was the best choice.

"Lord Natsume!" The guards of Jiuxuan's family rushed in from outside the house, "Miss Kui, please go to the house."

"Now?"

"Well, it's urgent!"

The author has something to say: It is said that Xiao Hei's group attack is still very powerful!

This chapter shouldn't be too scary. .Bar

☆、Numbers on the plate

The reason why Jiuxuan's family invited Natsume back overnight may have to be traced back to a purchase of porcelain in the mansion seven days ago.The servant who was ordered to go to the porcelain shop specially selected some utensils with complicated patterns on the back according to Mrs. Jiuxuan's instructions.And from the day when these batches of porcelain were sent to the mansion, Jiuxuan's family no longer had the peace of the past.

Natsume was sitting on a wooden chair, listening intently to Ms. Aoi's narration of the whole incident. During the pause of the other party, he finally seized the opportunity to ask, "So where is the plate you mentioned now?"

Miss Kui suppressed the trembling of her body, and said as calmly as possible, "It was put in a cabinet and sealed with a spell, but it didn't do anything. The house is still in a state of chaos. When I opened the cabinet yesterday, the number on the plate Instead of disappearing, it has changed.”

Hearing this, Madara changed her prone position and raised her head, "There were numbers on the plate when you first bought it?"

Miss Kui nodded vigorously, "According to the servant, I didn't notice it in the porcelain shop, but when I arrived in the mansion, a bright red number appeared on the plate. At that time, it was written as ten, but now, it is written as three. My mother did it for you." She has been ill since then, and she is always yelling to see a woman with a bloody face to grab her."

Natsume pondered for a moment, then turned to Madachi, "This number is like a countdown, the same as the curse I was cast by a monster before."

"It's different to say the same thing. The countdown is fine, but it's not a curse. In my opinion, it seems to be telling us a message that it's coming back."

Seeing Miss Aoi clutching the corner of her clothes tightly, Natsume comforted, "We will stay here for the next three days until we figure out what it wants to do. Please don't worry."

"Thank you so much, Natsume."

Madara stood up, shook her hair, and jumped off the table, "Take us to see that plate."

Natsume and Madara followed Ms. Aoi to the room where the plates were stored. There were three charms pasted on the front of the door. Madara could tell at a glance that although the spells had power, they couldn't lower the contents of the plate.The runes on it are faint, always seeming to disappear, which is obviously affected by some kind of force.

Miss Aoi walked forward in person, unsteadily removed the spell in the crack of the door, and gently pushed it open. The cabinet facing the door was the cabinet mentioned earlier. Natsume then stepped into the threshold. This time he first Miss Yu Kui tore off the charm on the cabinet door, and the blood-red three characters on the plate were displayed in front of them.

"Teacher, how about we draw out the things on the plate?" Natsume stared at the front of the plate and said to Madara behind him.

"Its number has its own intention, and it is forcibly elicited. I don't know what unexpected things will happen. It's better to wait and see how it changes."

"Just as the teacher said, we'll wait for it." Natsume turned her head and looked at Madara with a smile, "The teacher is suddenly so reliable, I don't seem to be used to it."

"When did I become unreliable!" Madara was serious for only three seconds, and her two front paws danced wildly in front of Natsume.

"Always." Seeing that Madara started to blow his hair again, Natsume didn't appease him, but added fuel to the fire.

Spotted Qijie changed from waving his forelimbs to all fours, "I'll let you know what is unreliable!" As he said that, he threw himself on Natsume's head, licking at the golden brown soft hair under his claws.

Miss Aoi on the side half covered her face and let out a chuckle, "Natsume and Madara have such a good relationship."

Natsume tore Madara off the top of her head, "Where did you see that?" Madara kicked her short legs a few times, then stopped struggling, her face was gloomy, as if covered by a layer of dark clouds.

Miss Aoi just smiled and said nothing, and Natsume couldn't ask the reason, and didn't bother anymore.Seeing that her original panic was diluted a lot by this disturbance, Natsume's hand holding Madara became much softer.

Three days later, according to people's guess, the number on the plate really changed to zero. During these three days, there was nothing unusual about others. At most, the porcelain exploded suddenly, which frightened the servants in charge of the meal, but never really. Hurt.The most serious thing is Mrs. Jiuxuan, Miss Kui's mother.Her condition worsened, and she woke up in the middle of the night, yelling more and more, often making troubles in the whole house, and unable to sleep.Miss Kui was even more worried, and fortunately she stayed by her mother's bedside in the end.Although the so-called woman did not appear, the cold air in the mother's room was indeed heavier than others.

On this last day, Mrs. Jiuxuan was mostly delirious, and when she saw Miss Kui, she would mistake her for that woman, shrinking in the corner of the room in fright, refusing to raise her head.

"Don't catch me, don't look for me, I don't know you, why are you pestering me!" Mrs. Jiuxuan's shout spread throughout the house.Patriarch Jiuxuan was away, and the guards who stayed behind heard his wife's tragic cry, and quickly formed a team to surround the main house.

"Teacher, since zero is displayed on the plate, why can't I see any ghosts?" Natsume asked puzzled.

"Did I guess wrong?" Madara narrowed her eyes and ran out of the main house, "I'll go take another look at that plate."

"Ghost! There's a ghost!" A servant crawled in from the side yard, pointing to the direction behind him and shouted, "The door of that room opened by itself, and the cabinet opened by itself...the plates inside were gone. Already!"

Natsume and Madara looked at each other, "Hurry up and guard your wife!" Natsume said to the guards.

However, it was a step too late, a puff of black smoke flashed past the crowd, and entered the main house, the door was swished shut, and when Natsume wanted to go back, he couldn't touch the door anyway.

"Oops! The resentment is too heavy, and the barrier formed is stronger and more concealed than usual. Even I can't find the breakthrough of the barrier from the outside all at once."

Natsume was anxious, tried again and again, but still didn't even touch the door, "Mrs. Jiuxuan and Miss Kui are still inside! I can't see clearly what is going in. Teacher, is there any other way?"

Madara gritted her teeth, the imprint flickered, and turned back into her original form, "Time waits for no one, so I have to be rough, you stay away, Natsume, I'll split it with a thunder!"

In the room, the woman's blood was dripping on Mrs. Jiuxuan's neck, her red-threaded one-eyed eyes took up half of her face, she waved and threw Miss Kui out, "Don't get in the way here, I just want her to die!"

"Please, don't hurt her, I can give you whatever you want." Miss Kui held back the panic in her heart, and wanted to go back to her mother, but she couldn't move any further.

"Oh, I don't want you, I only want her, why should I suffer so much, and she, a murderer, can enjoy the general's favor exclusively." Her bloody hands wiped Mrs. Jiuxuan's face, Seeing that the other party had already lost his mind due to excessive fright, he spat, "The general is the one who loves me the most! I am alone! Just because you are a wife, can you frame others to death at will? I want you to die, I want you to try taste my pain."

The bloody hand pierced Mrs. Jiuxuan's left shoulder, and a scream resounded through the main house. At the same time, the wooden door collapsed. Natsume followed Madara and rushed in. The guards behind them all stepped into the main house. Seeing the bloody scene in front of them, no one Dare to step forward.

"Stop it! You are looking for the wrong person. There are no generals here. She is not the lady who killed you. Please don't kill her!" Miss Kui pleaded bitterly, already sobbing.

The woman didn't listen to her words, and continued to carry out the torture she had prepared for a long time.

"I'll tear up that female ghost!" Madara said gruffly.

"No, teacher, Mrs. Jiuxuan is in her hands, and if she attacks rashly, she might kill her right away." Natsume stopped Madara, "I think about which shikigami can attack from a hidden place."

Suddenly, a big black bowl hit the woman's head straight. The black bowl stretched out six claws, grabbed the ghost's bloody hand and pulled it away from Mrs. Jiuxuan's body. The black bowl took the woman and flung it aside. Then Po Meng rolled over from mid-air and landed. "Yaya, bite her hand, don't let her run away!"

Natsume blinked, what's going on recently, I went to the underworld, and I really have something to do with the underworld, last time the ghost was sent, this time Meng Po, should the judge come next time?

"Well, this counts, it's the underworld's business, and they should come." Madara saw what Natsume was thinking, and said with relief, "Even if Yan Mo came, so what, this is the world, she also If you can’t just say please, I will really invite you back, and there is me.”

Natsume thought about it too, what was he worried about, he smiled relievedly, Madara lay back on his back, leaned his head on his shoulder, and closed his cat's eyes.

Granny Meng returned Mrs. Jiuxuan to Miss Kui, and walked up to Xia Mu again, "That shikigami of yours was the one who competed with me last time."

"You mean mountain rabbit?"

"That's right, it's her. Tell her, when we meet next time, we will compete again, and we will fight for [-] rounds!"

The corners of Xia Mu's mouth twitched, daring to compete is more addicting than addiction, in this respect he is very similar to Shantu, he shook his head helplessly, Po Meng, you are so belligerent, does your Master Yan Mo know?

Heiwan Yaya held the female ghost in her mouth, bouncing around on her six legs, as if urging Po Meng to go back.Granny Meng waved her hand, and said impatiently, "I know, I know, I'll feed you the delicious kid when I get back. You can't eat this, you have to keep it for me, and the judge will have to interrogate it." Granny Meng pulled two women's hair , curled his lips and said, "You said that after hundreds of years, you still live on the plate with grievances. Your enemy has passed away countless times, and he is still looking for people here. Be good, go back and answer the judge's words carefully, Then drink my mother-in-law's soup, so that you will forget about your past and clear up all your grievances. Go back, Yaya."

After the dish incident was resolved, Mrs. Jiuxuan's illness healed on its own, but the injury on her left shoulder still needed some time to recuperate.When Ms. Kui came to say goodbye, she handed over the gift box specially entrusted by Mrs. Jiuxuan to Natsume. "Is mother hurt? It's not convenient to come here. This is a thank you gift from her. Please accept it."

Natsume opened the gift box, and three rows of bright gold coins lay neatly stacked, "This is too precious, I can't take it." Saying that, Natsume wanted to push the gift box back.Miss Kui knew what he was going to do, so she pulled her hand away in advance and put her back behind her back, "The Jiuxuan family will never forget your kindness. This small gift is nothing compared to mother's life. Don't refuse it. This is You deserve it, Madara, don't you?"

Madara's half-moon eyes are full of shadows of gold coins, so there are no other thoughts, "What she said is, Natsume"

"Teacher..." He knew that things would turn out like this in the end, Natsume looked at Kanban helplessly, "Then, thank you Miss Aoi."

Natsume hugged Madara and turned to get on the carriage. When the carriage started to move, he poked his head out from the curtain, looked back at Miss Aoi standing at the door, and waved.

After driving day and night for two days, they returned to the swamp they had passed by. Natsume said to the guard driving the car, "Can't we take a detour?"

"From Qingban City back to your residence, there is no other way to go, Natsume-sama."

"Forget it, it's okay, let's go." Natsume returned to the carriage, just as Madara woke up, he jumped from the box onto Natsume's lap, "Natsume, what are you worried about?"

Just as Natsume was about to speak, he suddenly turned his head and supported Madara's body with both hands, "Teacher, I seem to have heard a baby crying."

"Wow..." The carriage was still moving forward, and the baby's cries grew louder, seemingly endless.

The author has something to say: I think Po Meng and Shantu are both cute and powerful, two good friends who don’t know each other~

Although there are occasional updates in the past few days due to too many things, I still try to maintain the rhythm of daily updates.

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☆, swamp trap

The cry of the baby still echoed on the path, and Natsume was disturbed by it, and he finally couldn't help it, and jumped out of the carriage with the curtain lifted.

"Natsume, there is a swamp next to it, be careful where you step!" Madara followed out worryingly, not forgetting to remind her.

The guard was caught off guard by Natsume's sudden movement, and hurriedly pulled the rein, "Master Natsume, what do you want to do, just tell us."

"Hearing this cry makes me flustered. I just want to come down and have a look." Natsume said while looking around for the source of the sound. He suddenly caught a glimpse of a swaddling baby lying on the swamp on the other side. He approached A little, thinking about how to get around the swamp.

"Natsume! That baby is lying in the middle of the swamp, you can't walk through it no matter what." Madara saw Natsume's movements, and said leisurely, "Besides, a baby for no reason didn't sink in this swamp, isn't it? Do you find it strange?"

Natsume stopped and nodded, "Unless the child has been cast with some kind of spell, or he is not a human being himself."

At this time, the guard driving the car also walked to the edge of the swamp, and watched the baby from a distance for a while, "Let's pretend we didn't see him, otherwise we might cause trouble, Mr. Natsume."

The baby seemed to be able to understand the conversation here, and the crying became more and more piercing, the little face was dirty, and the bright eyes were just looking at Natsume.

Seeing this scene, Madara feared that Natsume would feel pity again, and hurriedly said, "He must be pretending to be pitiful, trying to win our sympathy, and then wait for the opportunity to strike. Natsume, don't be deceived by appearances."

Natsume withdrew his gaze and smiled at Madara, "Don't worry, teacher, although he hides well, I can still feel the coldness around the swamp. His eyes are the most pitiful, but it is those eyes that betrayed him. It’s clearly not what a baby should have.”

Madara said with deep relief, "You have finally enlightened once, and my teacher is not in vain."

"So teacher, you can worry less in the future?" Natsume smiled and asked Madara, but Madara groaned and didn't look at him, "It's not certain, smart once doesn't mean forever, you have a lot of records, I am destined to worry about it for the rest of your life .”

"Your life or mine?" As soon as the words came out, Natsume felt it was inappropriate, so he stopped, "Let's continue on our way."

The moment he turned around, the baby's crying stopped abruptly, but a weird laugh sounded again, "Don't even think about leaving when you come, do you think it's okay if you don't get fooled? Hahaha, don't be so naive, brat."

Natsume looked towards the direction of the swamp again. There were still babies living above the swamp. This was clearly a group of ghosts with blue flames. They gathered in one place and attached to a main body.The main body only has the upper body, and the whole body glows with a dim blue light. The main body's mouth opens and closes, conveying the words of the ghost group.

"This is a monster gathered by countless lonely souls in the wilderness, Natsume, hurry back to the carriage." Madara stepped forward, roared at the group of ghosts, and swore his sovereignty.It's just that the group of ghosts, relying on their own strength and strength, did not back down even if they realized that Madara's rank was high, and they still arrogantly faced Madara's anger, provocative with barking teeth and claws.He released all the little ghosts on his body and rushed towards Natsume.

One claw and one claw, and the number is increasing. Fortunately, the two marks repelled all the ghosts.However, the number of ghost trees has increased, constantly emerging from the main body, one batch fell down, and a new batch was born.

"It will take a lot of work." Madara said in the gap of the battle.Natsume took out the spell from his bosom, "Teacher, which shikigami is suitable for dealing with ghosts?"

"Pick any one!" Madara responded loudly.

According to Madara's words, Natsume immediately pulled out one, before throwing the spell, a gust of wind suddenly swept him and the guards aside.

"Natsume, if you don't come to me, I have no choice but to come to you to play." As soon as the wind stopped, Yan Mo had already stood beside the carriage, patted the horse's head, and said jokingly, "Ghost messengers and the others will help you solve the problem." trouble?"

"Lord Yan Mo?" Xia stared at her dumbfounded, and thought to himself that he really wanted to do something. This idea just came up a few days ago, but now it actually came. "You ordered the ghost messenger and Meng Po to come here?"

"Of course, besides me, who else can make them move." Lord Yan Mo pulled a lock of hair, and sat sideways on the plywood of the carriage.

"And Lord Judge." Natsume said without thinking.

Yan Mo glanced at him, "Didn't he also listen to me?"

"Yes, you are the biggest." Natsume followed Yan Mo's words.

"Stop chatting, it's already here, and I haven't sent someone to help." Madara's heart is broken, he is entangled by ghosts on one side, and Yan Mo on the other side is talking about old times with Natsume.

"Don't worry, judge, don't go over to help yet." Yan Mo ordered to the air unhurriedly.

The judge suddenly appeared out of nowhere, with a wave of the brush, several uppercase four characters flew over the ghost group in an instant, and controlled the raging of the ghost group, he quickly moved to the front, waved the brush again, and made a mark for the newly built law. Help.

Natsume looked at the open space just now, and then at Judge, forget it, anyway, monsters can go anywhere, the sky and the ground, walls or other things, there is no place where they can't get out.

Due to the judge's taking over, Madara escaped from the main battle and quickly returned to Natsume. Natsume caught Madara who rushed over and said softly, "Thank you, teacher."

Yan Mo ate at the side, "I'm working hard too, Natsume."

Madara squinted her half-moon eyes, and said before Xia Qian, "Hey, you are the leader of the underworld, this is your business, it should be us who helped you."

"That's right, thank you, Natsume."

"Ah? You don't need to thank me, the main thing is to rely on the teacher."

Madara puffed up her chest proudly, and glanced at Yan Mo.Seeing this, Yan Mo just shifted his gaze to another place, and didn't answer the question at all.

"What's your attitude!"

"Okay, teacher."

Suddenly, the yelling of the ghost group became stronger again, Judge's magic circle was bounced away, and Judge took several steps back to stabilize his body.Yan Mo frowned, dodged to the swamp, and blocked the will-o'-the-wisp thrown by the ghost group with his backhand.

"Lord Yan Mo, this subordinate is incompetent." The judge stood behind Yan Mo with his head bowed, his tone heavy, as if he had committed a heinous crime.

"I'll punish you when I go back, and get rid of what's in front of me first!" Yan Mo gave an order, and the judge immediately entered the state of preparation for battle again.

In the depths of the swamp, a vortex appeared suddenly, black air burst out of the ground, and blurred human figures were hidden in the black air. Natsume rubbed his eyes, trying to see the figure clearly in the black air, until he caught a glimpse of a The corner of the cloak suddenly stopped in my heart. "Cloak again!"

Yan Mo chuckled, "Who am I, it seems like an old friend."

The black air filled the surroundings, and the owner of the cloak showed Lushan's true colors for the first time. He raised the mace in his hand and pointed at Yan Mo, "Don't come here to ruin the good work of Mr. Dark Qingming! Get out of the way, my target is him. "

Natsume, who was named, opened his eyes slightly, looked at the face under the cloak, and murmured, "Is this a skunk?"

The monster waved its mace and shouted angrily, "It's Kama Itachi!"

"Don't care if it's a skunk or a sickle weasel, you're going to die today!" Madara said and was about to return to the swamp, but Yan Mo raised his hand to stop him, "Just protect Natsume, leave it to us, didn't you just now Have you said, the underworld is my domain!"

The sickle weasel took off his cloak and threw it directly over the group of ghosts. The ghosts were instantly revived with full blood, and new ghosts were born at a faster speed than before. The judge continued the previous magic circle, controlling the ghosts with his own strength. their offense.

"Be careful!" Natsume exclaimed.

Kamaitachi suddenly exerted strength close to him, the speed was so fast that it was too late to deal with it.Yan Mokankan dodged the mace swung by Kamaitachi and took a few steps back. She murmured and stretched out one hand to the sky, "Souls, gather here!"

I saw Tuantuan's ghostly soul power that was on the verge of firing, directly suppressing Kamaitachi to the ground, and he was pushed into the swamp by this powerful pressure, but he had no chance to resist, "No, let me out, let me out! Master Dark Seimei rescued him!" help me!"

Until the weasel completely submerged in the swamp, the battle on Judge's side also came to an end. Without the support of weasel, the resistance of the ghost group dropped greatly, and the speed was even slower by half a beat. Judge's magic circle was strengthened again , The ghost group was immediately sealed underground by the surrounding dead characters.

Yan Mo glanced at the judge, "The performance is not bad, the performance is too low." The judge respectfully bowed deeply, stood aside and said nothing.

"Natsume, it's time for us to go back after the matter is settled. I think there should be no obstacles on your way back."

"Thank you." Natsume hugged Madara, and looked at Yan Mo gratefully.

Yan Mo waved his hand, "You don't need to see outside, Judge, let's go, go back to the underworld." She took two steps and stopped, "Wait, I remember that there are small things sold in the town ahead, Judge, you go get them." I found it, and I can relieve my boredom in the underworld."

"Yes, Master Yan Mo." The judge did not say anything, and immediately complied.

Yan Mo raised his eyebrows at Natsume, and said in a low voice, "It's still a piece of wood, it's hopeless."

Natsume pursed his lips to hold back his smile, and sent the master of the underworld away. Natsume and his party also went back to the long-lost courtyard smoothly, as Yan Mo said.

After entering the wooden house, Boya and Babaichuni were not seen. Natsume looked at Kagura suspiciously, "Where are they?"

"Bo Ya received the challenge letter and went to other villages and towns to compete in the bow and arrow competition. Eight hundred, she is used to living in the depths of the woods, and wants to go back and have a look."

"It's good to leave, it's much cleaner in an instant." Madara rolled around on the bed wantonly, "I sleep in two rooms!"

"Teacher, how can you have such a large volume to occupy two."

"I can transform."

Natsume watched Madara continue his childish behavior speechlessly, and looked away, ignoring him.

Although Qingban City has a vast area and a prosperous life, Natsume still feels more at ease when he returns to the courtyard, perhaps because he has already regarded this place as his second home.The promise to the teacher to go to the tavern was not realized due to various reasons. If there is another chance, he will definitely bring the teacher there, Natsume thought.

Let the broom god rest by himself, Natsume stood alone in the courtyard in a daze, Madara was sleeping soundly in the room, and he didn't want to disturb Madara's sweet dreams, it was time to let Madara rest for a few more days.

"Excuse me, can I rest here for a while?"

Natsume came back to his senses, the boy in front of him was looking at him carefully, his purple eyes were shiny, "I'm just tired from walking."

The author has something to say: I finally wrote back to the courtyard, of course Natsume will not stay so peacefully.

Lord Yan Mo was still full of arrogance when he amplified his moves, and it's not a problem if his arrogance leaked.

Do you still remember the cloak that appeared several times before? That's right, it's a certain weasel!

☆, Wisteria Tree Love

Natsume was just immersed in his own thoughts for a while, and didn't respond in time, but the young man thought that he didn't like his stay here, and his aggrieved little eyes flickered for a while.

Natsume noticed the boy's expression, and smiled apologetically, "Of course, are you thirsty? I'll go and finish pouring you water."

The boy's eyes followed Natsume, and when he entered the wooden house, he even stretched his neck to look inside, but as soon as Natsume came out, he quickly lowered his head, pretending not to look at anything.

Natsume naturally noticed his behavior, and didn't try to expose it, but just handed the water bowl into his hands, "Drink."

The boy looked at Natsume, then at the water bowl, then poured a bowl of water with his head up, "Ahem..."

"Drink slowly, do you want more?" Natsume patted the boy's back lightly twice to help him relax.

The boy's eyes instantly brightened, but it was fleeting, and he asked tentatively, "Is it okay?"

"Wait for me for a while." Facing the young man's timid look, Natsume really lost his mind. He must be thirsty.Natsume moved out a kettle from the house, which could hold about three bowls of water. "Are these enough?"

The boy stared at Natsume in a daze for a while, then nodded slowly, "That's enough, you are really a good person."

Natsume couldn't help laughing again when he saw the young man holding the jug and drinking wildly. He seemed to think of a certain cat holding the wine jar, "Where are you going, are you alone?"

The teenager put down the empty water bottle and wiped it with his sleeve