Honmaru sees ghosts everywhere [Comprehensive]

Tsurumaru Kuninaga took the initiative to apply for an early shift the next day, but before half of the day passed, he left Yamabagiri Kunihiro who was on duty together and ran back, showing everyone his spoils.

An unknown creature made of ink lines, with a large circle as its body, four small circles as its limbs, its head as a pointed triangle, and its tail as a short thin line.

"According to my observation, this painting should be a turtle!" The Tsurumaru ink line turtle and Urashima Kotoru's Kamekichi were placed together to prove that what he said was correct.

Guiji was caught in the air, and he didn't say anything to the other ink-lined turtle, but stroked his limbs slowly.

"Guess, where did this come from?" Tsurumaru waited for a surprised reaction from his companions, but everyone was tidying up their new home and ignored him.

They moved from Anma Mountain to a larger house in the city. This house is said to be haunted all the year round, so the price is quite cheap.Anyway, they are not human, if it is really haunted, they have several spiritual knives here, and there are also knives like Smiling Qingjiang who have killed female ghosts, and there are many magic knives that can do things. A little scared, but they all calmed down under the appeasement of Yiqi Yixing, and joined the team of cleaning the room.

Seeing that no one was paying attention to him, Tsurumaru coughed a few times to clear his throat, and raised the ink-lined tortoise, "Today, the master took a errand when he was studying and drew a tortoise. This is the guy. Do you think it's miraculous?"

Finally someone paid attention to him, Tsurumaru felt someone patted his shoulder from behind, and turned around excitedly, "Come on, what do you want to ask..."

Tsurumaru's smile froze, because behind him were Hachisuka Kotoru and Nagisone Kotoru wielding their swords, staring at him with unfriendly expressions, "Urashima said, you stole his Kamekichi?"

"That... I just want to compare and see what the master drew. Hahahahaha, the master's paintings are too artistic, it's hard to tell what the paintings are!" Tsurumaru laughed dryly and looked down. Kamekichi, and then carefully placed Kamekichi in Hachisuka Kotoru's hand.

"I didn't do anything to it?" Tsurumaru waved his hand to show his innocence.

The five tigers passing by were holding a basket of fruits and vegetables, and the little tiger behind was also holding a few persimmons. Hearing what Tsurumaru said, he couldn't help interjecting, "The same is what Tsurumaru Dian said to me last time. I wanted to play with the cubs, so I cut off the cubs' fur when I turned around!"

"I just want to change their shape!" Tsurumaru scratched his head embarrassedly, "I didn't expect to fail."

Nue, who had been motionless on the shoulders of the Lion King who was squatting on the ground cleaning the basin and bowl, actually moved at this time, raised his head and opened his mouth wide open at Tsurumaru, as if protesting his words.

"Come on, I really didn't do anything to your Kamekichi, don't you think it's fine?" Tsurumaru motioned them to check if there was anything wrong with Kamekichi.

Then, because he couldn’t do a good job, he was persuaded to drink tea obediently. Mikazuki Munekin, who hadn’t spoken since the beginning, also said, “By the way, didn’t Tsurumaru always say that turtle soup is very good? It’s a pity that the candlestick is not here. !"

Sanriyue hurt me!

Tsurumaru saw that the two elder brothers of Urashima in front of him seemed to have the urge to draw their knives to cut him again, so he took two steps back and bumped into someone again.

California Kiyomitsu and Yamato Morita stood on the other side of him with a sneer, and after that, the remaining escape points were also blocked by Izumi Mori Kanesada and Horikawa Kunihiro.

"Why did you...I didn't punish you this time, did I?"

"Little kitty, you really didn't provoke us, but since Mr. Nagasone is going to make a move, we can't just sit idly by." Yamato Shou'an smiled gently, which didn't match his murderous look at all.

"Hit him!" Chang Zengni Huche gave an order, and the six-strike sword surrounded Tsurumaru, and he was beaten violently.

"Hahahahaha—Young people are really active!" Sanri Yuezong was drinking tea with a kind smile on his face.

The black-threaded tortoise was unrestrained, step by step with its round limbs moving closer to Sanri Yuezong, and when it was about to approach, it turned in the direction and crawled firmly towards the refreshment next to it, just as it was about to climb to the refreshment. At that time, he was held up by a pair of hands.

"Hahaha, do you have a mouth? Can you eat?" Sanri Yuezong picked up the refreshment with the other hand, and tentatively shook it in front of the ink-line turtle's head. The ink-line turtle stretched its neck, as if it really wanted to Eat, but as Mikazuki Zongjin said, it doesn't have a mouth, and it can't eat delicious food in front of it.

"It doesn't seem to be possible, what a pity." Mikazuki Zongjin said this, with no regrets on his expression, and ate the refreshment he was about to feed the ink-thread turtle in one gulp.

"Drink tea when you eat tea, or you will easily choke!" He took another sip from the teacup, chewed the tea slowly, and when he looked down at the ink-lined turtle, the ink-lined turtle was already clinging to his lap, and his body was bulging With a bang and a bang, it suddenly dissipated into ink and splashed everywhere.

Fortunately, the ink line tortoise is small and uses less ink, otherwise it would take a long time to clean up if it spread out like this.

"It's a good thing I didn't wear the formation uniform, it's so good." Sanri Yue Zongjin looked at the ink stain on his thigh and said with a smile.

"It's not good at all! The clothes still need to be washed, why did they get so dirty! The tortoise wasn't in good condition just now, why did it explode?" Song Xian Kaneding hurried over to help clean it up, complaining nonstop.

"Maybe it's... blown out of anger?" Mikazuki Zongjin tilted his head, laughing so hard that Song Xian Kanesada couldn't complain.

"But this turtle painting is so ugly, and the master is not elegant enough. When I will help her make up lessons, this kind of thing is already very reluctant to be described as a turtle. And it will come alive, in case the master draws it next time What if something even weirder comes out to scare people?"

It's okay for them to pay the gods with swords and swords, but what if they frighten ordinary people, isn't it a hell?

What's even more frightening is that the first one to be frightened, and the most likely one, is their master, Yue Jian Lingguang.

Before Tsurumaru made a move, he made troubles on his own to scare himself, Yuejian Lingguang is quite okay!

"However, my elder brother said that the master is very good at drawing, and she is only just beginning to learn it. Maybe she is very talented in this area. Look at how spiritual the turtles she draws!" Knowing how much Kasen Kanesada is attached to Fuga, Yue Zongjin couldn't help but say good things for Yuejian Lingguang on the third day.

"What did Yuejian Zongjin say?" Gexian Kanesada raised his eyebrows, casually pulled a piece of cloth, wiped the ink stains on Mikazuki Zongjin's body, and twisted it again. .

"Horikawa, come here!" He raised his voice and called out to Horikawa Kunihiro who was still beating Tsurumaru with his companions.

"Oh, here we come." Horikawa Kunihiro responded, and greeted Izumi Mori Kanesada, who was holding Tsurumaru Kuninaga's hand with Yamato Moran, "Kane-san, Mr. Utasen called me!"

"Why didn't he call me? Forget it, let's go!" Izumi Mori Kanesada, who belongs to the same sword school as Kasen Kanesada, muttered, but let him go.

"Mr. Utasen, what's the matter?" Horikawa Kunihiro asked in front of Utasen Kanesada and Mikazuki Muneki.

"Oh, that guy Izumi Shou secretly drew this one, take a look."

Kosen handed the dirty cloth to Horikawa Kunihiro, and Horikawa Kunihiro opened it, opening his mouth wide.

"How is it? Evaluate it." Kasen Kanesada moved back calmly.

"This is really..." Horikawa Kunihiro couldn't finish his words.

"Really?" The child was so frightened that he was speechless with this random thing, Sanri Yue Zongjin silently felt sorry for the child for three seconds.

"This is really a great painting!" Horikawa Kunihiro said with emotion.

"Pfft!" Sanri Yuezong spat out nearly a mouthful of tea.

"Jian Sang is really motivated. He always said that Mr. Gexian is very elegant, and he has never been able to learn it! Although he has been secretly writing scandals, the sentences are well written, but he often forgets to add seasons. Have you changed to painting now? This painting is quite good! Could this painting style be the legendary abstraction school?"

Horikawa Kunihiro admired sincerely, and Mikami Tsukimune also changed from surprise to calmness.

"It seems that my brother's evaluation of the master should be treated more objectively!" This kind of thing is almost turned into a rag, how can you still think that the pattern on it is well drawn?

"Let's add lessons to Master!" Kasen Kanesada, who had already guessed how Horikawa Kunihiro would react, calmly suggested.

"Well, okay!" Mikazuki Zongjin agreed so much that he couldn't agree more. Although the things made by Yuejian Lingguang were not lethal and dissipated after a while, they had a Tsurumaru who was very troublesome. What will happen with this.It's better to teach the master how to draw before everything happens, so that even if she draws something, at least the appearance can be normal and won't scare people.

On the other side, Yuejian Lingguang, who didn't know that she had added a lot of lessons, didn't realize that the doodles she had drawn on the talisman paper in the morning disappeared. She was practicing drawing talismans on the paper, but she couldn't sit still while drawing. Live, and draw a bird instead.

Suddenly her head was hit, she clutched her head and saw Ma Cang Yewang rolling up the book, tapping the palm of his hand, looking at her seriously, and quickly bowed his head to admit his mistake, "Master! I shouldn't be lazy! QAQ "

"Aren't you going to practice?" Ma Cang Yewang made a gesture and wanted to knock her on the head again. Yuejian Lingguang protected her head with one hand, turned around quickly, picked up a pen and began to draw talismans wildly.

What she didn't notice was that the ugly bird on the paper just now flapped its wings and was about to fly away, but it failed to take off because of the different sizes of the wings and fell under the table.

Seeing this scene, King Ma Cang Ye pinched a trick with his hand covered by his wide sleeve, and a cat ran over, took the little bird in its mouth and slipped away.

"Xiaoguang." Ma Cangye Wang watched the cat run away, and did not look at Yuejian Lingguang, and asked abruptly, "Do you regret worshiping me as a teacher?"

The author has something to say: Although Kasen Kanesada is the work of the second generation, and Izumi Mori Kanesada is the work of the eleventh and second generations (the second generation also has works with the same name, and Izumi Shou is more than one), but this generation...should be ok Skip it?

There are official comics, and there are also four-frame comics (I sent a poster of grandpa, I always thought it was a little bit like grandpa, but I later found out that it was a living strike style), in which Izumi Shou would go to Gexian if he had something to do, although I didn't draw how to address each other, but the title of the four boxes is: Brother!problem occurs!

Therefore, it is set here that the relationship between Kasen and Izumi Shou is very good, and Kanesan's fan brother Horikawa also understands it better by the way.