Dark Fallen Honmaru Strange Talk [comprehensive]

Shirabu Ghost looked at Yamabagiri.

The white cloth ghost opened its mouth full of fangs.

The white cloth ghost started screaming.

silent.

Yamabagiri: "......"

His mind went blank, and he wanted to shrink back reflexively.Those empty pupils were so pitch black that no light could enter them, even if they were not looking at him now, they would stare much wider than before, and the too long and curved fangs were trembling.No marks could be seen on the white cloth, but judging from the degree of twisting of the eyes and mouth, it was obviously in a huge emotional ups and downs.

It turned round and round in place, its two purple-black claws scratching in the void.

Yamabachi didn't dare to speak out.

He still wanted to lean back, but because he was already leaning against the wall, there was nowhere to escape if he retreated further.In desperation and desperation, he pulled the brim of his hat vigorously, trying to deceive himself by covering it more tightly with the sheet.

The white cloth ghost who was in madness suddenly stopped the rampage and fell into a strange calm.Yamabuakiri, who saw all this through his fingers, tried to sneak towards the door without it noticing.

He just made a move, and the white cloth ghost turned to this side as if feeling it.

"——————!"

The moment it saw him again, its expression was even more ferocious than before, and its mouth opened to an unbelievable degree.Even so, he didn't make any sound. This "scream" lasted for more than ten seconds. Yamabuchi tightened his grip on the quilt, fearing that any further action he made would irritate the unknown body wrapped in white cloth. the nerves under the object.

"why……"

The sudden hoarse voice in the room made Yamabuchi stare at the white cloth ghost in disbelief.

So... can you still talk?

"Why..." the white cloth ghost asked tremblingly, "Why is there someone here..."

Yamabasaki, who was also afraid at first, froze for a moment.

He let go of his hand and spoke in a low voice.

"this is my room."

"Liar!"

The white cloth ghost trembled.

"No one lived here before!"

Yamabagiri: "...I just arrived today."

Looking at its behavior, he suddenly couldn't tell who was the victim.

The appearance of the ghost is still terrible, but the emotion of fear is completely gone.

"Can't you go to another house," it asked pitifully, "I've been here..."

"The master let me live in this room."

"……All right."

"That..." What did the ghost of the white cloth think of, and he didn't dare to approach it for a long time, and only asked from the side, "Are you 'that'—the spirit knife?"

"no!"

Yamabakiri denied it categorically.

"The spiritual sword is 'Yamabukiri', not me, I'm just a counterfeit." He tugged on the tattered quilt, "Don't compare me with him."

Well……

The white cloth ghost floated half a circle around him.Gods, ghosts and demons have something in common with each other, and a form like it can better feel the essence of each other.Although I don't know why he said that, but as far as it feels, he is obviously a spiritual knife.

"That's why you're wearing this?"

Yamabachi responded in a low voice, then raised his eyes to glance at the ghost in white cloth.

"I'm really an imitation," he muttered, "Even the ghost's cloth is with me..."

"Do you think I want this?"

The white cloth ghost's tone was very sad and depressed.

"Now is no longer the era of white cloth ghosts...Even ghost movies think we are too old-fashioned, they just float around in sheets and have no fighting power, so they abandon us..."

A subtle sense of sympathy hangs in the air.

Yamabuchi didn't quite understand why such a friendly conversation atmosphere developed, but even though the knife and ghost were separated by a short distance, the white cloth ghost also sat by the wall in a similar manner.

"By the way, you can call me 'Abu'."

"Ah."

"Actually, I think your quilt is very tasteful and looks better than mine. Can you give it to me——no, can you lend me a drape?"

"……don't want."

"Has this happened?"

At first Chisato Horiguchi was a little surprised that Kunihiro Yamababa, who was still repelling contact with other people yesterday, took the initiative to find him, and he was even more surprised after hearing what he recounted.

Yamabasa nodded.

"where is it?"

"It disappeared in the morning, and it is said that it only appears at night." Yamabachi remembered that it was still trying to abduct Shanmeng from him until it disappeared, so he couldn't help being silent for a few seconds, "Listen to it, usually at night In order to avoid meeting people, I stayed in my room all the time, but I didn’t expect that someone was already in there when I came in.”

This can be regarded as a communicable...

"Did it say why it was there?"

"Ah."

Yamabuchi hesitated for a moment, then said: "It has something to do with the master."

To be precise, it is the "field" of spiritual power.

This kind of "Qi" in the form of "field" attracts the surrounding spirits, and according to the original words of the white cloth ghost, it has only a conscious body before it has been drawn here before it has transformed into a form. The form is quite resentful.In itself, it is actually not willing to get along with the god judge and fusangshen here, and it is also afraid that the supplier of spiritual power will take back the spiritual power because it knows its existence, so it specially finds a person who has no one. Room.

"But it doesn't matter what you say," it said, "it's the same kind in a sense."

similar……

similar……

Does it recognize people by sheets?Shan Baba, who had an extra roommate out of nowhere, wondered.

Chisato Horiguchi's focus is different from his.

"Withdraw your spiritual power...?" She frowned.

She didn't do that.

From the past, she has never had the need to suppress it, so she has allowed it to develop freely, and she never thought that it would cause a change after coming here.It's okay to let her release it, but I don't know how to recover it.

But if you think about it from this angle, some things make sense.

The "white cloth ghost" in the Yamabashi cutout and the "gap girl" trying to drag Hasebe into the crack of the wall may be foreign objects that sense spiritual power.The real appearance of the latter should be the black shadow that flashed after the cabinet was removed, but it was different from the white cloth ghost who had no idea, that guy was malicious.As for what Tsurumaru met, since he also has self-awareness, this may also be the case.

The problem of the faucet is similar to the sprouts in the courtyard. It is the influence of spiritual power on the pill.

puppet...

Chisato Horiguchi thought and handed back the doll in Ran's hand.

Something in between.

It was originally something in Honmaru, and after attaching her spiritual power, it has the ability to act independently.But in the final analysis, it depends on the instinct of the puppet. How much self-awareness does it really have... Yes, but only the most superficial ones, so there will be situations where only some commands can be understood but not all.

Her gaze turned in the direction of the hall.

What Yamabuchi said also means another point, that is, the regulations posted on the bulletin board are not fully established.

Even if you don't go out, ghosts may come to you by themselves.

Cattail: "...True, true or false?"

"Really." As a close servant, California Qingguang naturally took on the responsibility of spreading the word, "So, the master has given us the right to choose."

"What choice?" Luan asked curiously.

"The person who will forge the knife next time... the right to choose."

He explained.

"The difference in the ratio of resources when forging knives may have an impact on the summoned knives. It is said that this is what is said in the "Introduction Manual for God Judges". The information in this pill is kept as a photocopy of the full knife account provided by Shizheng before. , Hasebe went to get it."

Goto: "What does the general mean, let us give priority to picking knives that have related rumors? Isn't there already Yamabukiri?"

"I can't help it," said Candlestick Kiri. "Yamabugi Kiri-kun doesn't think he is a spiritual sword. It's a bit too much for him to impose all expectations on him under such circumstances."

Hasebe pushed open the door and joined the small internal meeting.

He spread the photocopies out on the table.

The first to be selected is...

"How about Ishikirimaru?"

"After all, it is a sword that has lived in the shrine for a long time and also has the title of 'magic sword'," Candlestick thought about this proposal, "I must have experience in expelling ghosts."

"I object."

Hasebe said with a straight face.

"Eh, why?"

"What if," he said, "what if he accidentally rescued his master when he was curing ghosts?"

Everyone: "..."

Next page Next page.

"In this case, both the magic knife and the Buddha knife are still to be discussed."

California Qingguang turned the pages of the book and pointed to the person above.

"The safest is him."

Candlestick cut: "Hasebe-kun, what about this time?"

"No, I have no opinion."

"Agreed!" He raised his hands indiscriminately.

Yaoyan: "I also vote for it."

In the end, the choice of "Smiling Qingjiang" was unanimously approved.

"Then," Hasebe stood up faster than the valet of California Qingguang, and he quickly picked up the photocopy on the table, "I'll report the result to the master—"

"Tuk Tuk."

Someone knocked on the door from outside.

The door was unlocked, and Chisato Horiguchi turned the handle directly.

"Whether you have finished discussing or not, let's put this matter aside for a while." She looked around at the fusangshen in the room, "The thing I asked Foxnosuke to pay attention to has the result. Just now, Foxnosuke got The latest news about the mission. If you don’t take this mission first, you might be picked up by other god judges first.”

The eyes of Awataguchi who realized what she was talking about lit up.

"Housan Mountain," she asked, "do you want to go?"