Natsume's Little Mister

The ear-piercing voice gradually subsided, and the curse spirit turned into powder and disappeared.

Except for them, the light blue space walls disappeared, and the entire tent was silent.

Conan was hugged in fear by Mao Lilan, and his expression was a messy expression of a broken world view for a long time.

He looked at Natsume.

This thin boy seemed to be about the same age as them, but facing these monsters that they didn't even dare to imagine, the other party stepped forward and firmly protected them behind him.

"Conjurer?" Conan thought of this strange term, looked at Natsume's indifferent face, he fell silent, and had a trace of respect for Natsume in his heart.

How much experience would it take to not change face to the indescribable monster in front of you?

He knows very well that there is such a monster, but no one knows about it, and how much the people behind the scenes have to bear.

This is moving forward with a heavy load and fighting with one's life.

The light blue space wall is the only light here, illuminating Natsume's side face, as if a god is looking at the human world with pity.

The curtain hung down to cover the lights in the distance, and in the quiet space, only Mao Lilan's faint sobs could be heard.

"Let's go, let's go to the scene of the crime as soon as possible. These are small people, and the big ones are probably still inside." Natsume narrowed his eyes and interrupted the long silence.

A trace of doubt flashed in his heart.

After the tent that blocked the view was lowered, the ghost hit the wall and disappeared, and they realized that they were not far from the house.

In the bright lights of the house, the police could be seen hurrying to and fro.

Natsume sniffed, but there was no smell of blood.

He frowned, feeling even more puzzled. According to the concentration of negative energy here, the leader should be at least a first-level curse spirit, and a first-level curse spirit has a strong sense of territory. How could these policemen be allowed to come in and out here? out without interfering?

Did the curse spirit go to sleep?

Natsume gave up thinking and gave up guessing.

Better go to the place and have a look.he thought.

Stepping forward, Mao Lilan and Conan silently followed behind Natsume, and Conan asked a very serious question from behind.

"Are there many curse spirits?"

"Curse spirits are the embodiment of curses, and curses are born from the accumulation of negative energy that continues to grow. You see, there are so many people in the world and information is so developed, is it possible that there are few curse spirits?"

"Are there many magicians?"

"Not many, very few."

There was silence.

"Thank you for saving us."

"Should be."

Under the leadership of Mao Lilan, Natsume easily entered the house, and miraculously followed Conan into the scene of the crime.

The police present looked familiar, and they answered Conan's questions easily, allowing Natsume to understand the situation at the scene.

In the middle of the second floor is the master bedroom, where Mrs. Yoshida died.

The pillow was scratched, snow-white goose feathers fell on the floor, and the place where Mrs. Yoshida died had been drawn with a human-shaped frame, and the body was gone.

Natsume stood in front of the bedroom door, and the traces left by the curse spirit were obvious.

Going to the collection room again, the large bloodstains are shocking.

Natsume squatted down, his eyes fell on a trace, and he stretched out his hand to twist it.

"So it's not that I don't want to come out, but that the curse spirit has already been eliminated." He was stunned.

"The curse spirit should have attacked Mrs. Yoshida upstairs first, and then was eliminated when it attacked Mr. Yoshida, but the person who eliminated him did not have time to save Mr. Yoshida."

"I will report this matter to the Conjurer Association and let them handle it." Natsume explained to Conan.

Conan nodded, then raised his head and said to Mao Lilan: "I just said that brother Xinyi won't lie to me."

Molly ran a hand through his hair.

After persuading Conan and the two to leave, Natsume stood in the collection room and his expression gradually sank.

He pressed the bruise on his neck and sighed deeply.

The bad feeling in my heart is getting worse.

"Mr. Cat, it's up to you." Natsume looked at the mottled blood on the ground. In a world invisible to ordinary people, a large piece of light blue blood had dried up.

While Natsume was looking for Tanuki, in the mountains of Yahara.

The crowded monsters gathered together with lit lanterns, their expressions were restless and ferocious, and the air was filled with an atmosphere of sadness and restlessness.

The candle on the top of the mountain, representing the vitality of the mountain master, was faltering, so weak that it was almost completely extinguished.

So weak, its owner is dying, if not dead.

"The Mountain Lord likes humans and does not allow us to harm humans, but what did humans do? They sealed the Mountain Lord, and now they killed the Mountain Lord!

As the mountain master's demons, what should we do? "

A wolf demon stood among the monsters holding a torch, and shouted angrily.

"Revenge revenge!"

"Kill all the humans under the mountain!"

In the shadows, the youkai in dark kimono raised the corners of his lips silently.

"But if we kill all the humans under the mountain, the humans will definitely retaliate against us.

The power of human beings is very strong now, the three kings in Tokyo, Gojo Satoru in the magician side, Aragami in Yokohama and Natsume-sama... we will not end well. "There is a little monster showing hesitation.

"Don't worry, I've found the big monsters from the attacking faction. They will help us kill the enemy and cover our retreat. Don't you want to avenge the mountain lord?"

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感谢在2020-12-1000:36:46~2020-12-1101:20:19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 who threw the grenade: 2 for Lu Jiuge; 1 more for [-];

Thanks to the little angels who threw mines: there are still 7 and 1; Lu Jiuge has [-];

感谢灌溉营养液的小天使：追逐着20瓶；蠃鱼、临璟煜10瓶；40884761、凡尘孤魂5瓶；降谷夫人3瓶；Cindy、lilianwong、点墨踏歌、因她而生，为她而死1瓶；

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