I Am a Master of Light Novels in Japan

She stood up, then walked to the bookshelf, carefully took out a few books and read them. Sure enough, in every page of the comics, Li Yan recorded the wonderful fighting scenes designed by the masters of comics and comprehend the page reference and the actions, and The summary of the plot design, although the creation experience of comics and novels is not completely compatible, but in terms of passion and fighting materials, in fact, fighting comics are indeed the most suitable for light novel creation.

Therefore, only those who work hard can succeed. This is the standard shared by nature and humanities.

I have to say that Japanese manga has also played a decisive role in her growth. She has integrated herself into such an illusory world, and she loves and creates relentlessly. However, she has to admit that sometimes she is too nostalgic for some illusory stories. , In the end it can only lead to the wrong result...

"Ok?"

When Sawamura Sayuri was scanning the bookshelf, she saw a manga that read "An Zhiju" in a pile of encyclopedia books.

"Which hot-blooded comic is this, I haven't heard of it?"

Sawamura Sayuri looked curiously at the cover of the three-character cover, smiled and turned to the first page to see what kind of passionate story it was...

[Boom...]

Over Tokyo, black clouds are billowing like the sea, lightning flashes and thunder, there are constantly thunder and lightning attracted by the Tokyo Tower, and thunder snakes are raging.

Therefore, this period of time is not suitable for using electrical appliances. The computer network interfaces of Nanami Aoyama and Mashiro Shiina were scrapped at the same time because of thunder and lightning.

"This should be the problem. After Yuqing, you can take it to the computer repair shop and change a network card."

Li Yan said to Shiina Shirai who wanted to continue watching TV dramas and was helpless with Aoyama Qikai, and Shiina who was on standby because he could not paint.

"It seems that this can only be done." Qingshan Qihai said.

【Snapped! 】

But immediately, a dazzling flash of light penetrated through the window, as if it had stopped time for a moment, pale, and then there was a huge thunderous sound. With a bang, the whole floor vibrated slightly, and it felt that the place where the thunder fell was quite close. .

Accompanied by the fact that the lights of the entire residential area suddenly went out at the same time, I always felt that the substation should have failed.

"Ahhhhhhh!"

The scared screams of the nearby girls including Nanami in front of them all rang. I have to say that the thunderstorm in summer is really dangerous and terrifying.

Next, when the entire building was out of power, Li Yan returned to his room, but it was also completely dark.

"What's a joke? No, my archive!"

When the other girls were screaming thunder and lightning, only Gabriel exclaimed for her archive alone.

"Miss Zecun?" Li Yan asked.

As a result, in a dimly lit room, no response was heard except for lightning and thunder.

"...Have you gone back?" Li Yan thought curiously.

"... Mr. Uesugi."

Suddenly, a very petite voice came from the bookshelf, making Li Yan come back to his senses.

He used the lighting function of his mobile phone to find the edge of the bookshelf in the living room. As a result, in the dim light, the girl in a kimono was standing on the edge of the bookshelf, holding the edge of the bookshelf tightly with both hands, and lowering her head as much as possible. His long hair flew slightly in the wind on the balcony, while his white cheeks were blushing, and his face was full of horror, Ming Che’s eyes with tears slid down slightly on his cheeks...

People who don't know, thought where they found a child who was afraid of thunder.

Perhaps, Sayuri Sawamura is not as powerful as Li Yan imagined...

Chapter 202 Sayuri's Taketori Story

In the middle of the night, darkness and sleep enveloped the earth, and everything was silent.

In a large museum that has been closed, there is an object that is not displayed in the depths of the gate that is covered with yellow charms that do not match the museum. Inside the item, there was a figure of a young girl who was buried in darkness.

"So, did you follow here?"

This petite figure, dressed in a black kimono, looks like a superb Japanese doll. Such a lovely Japanese girl raised her head and looked at the layers of white cloth covered with many charms. Asked lightly.

She stretched out her hand, and all of a sudden, all the spells rang and burned out.

These things are optional, even if they have a little mana, they are actually just a disguise for this item.

Lianhua, in hell, is a **** girl who is good at dealing with dreams and mirrors. She is a guardian. Since she is meant to be a gatekeeper, naturally, she not only uses Wanhua mirror, but also takes care of it. The only expert on evil things that have been handed down to the world.

Originally, her job was only to show people in dreams, absorbing corrupt souls, stabilizing and maintaining the amount of resentment in the world. As a result, Wan Huajing was shattered a year ago. After she was imprisoned for a period of time, in the end, the upper echelons again I had to ask her out of the mountain to be responsible for recycling such things.

-【mirror】.

After breaking the simple seal, Lianhua looked warily at this calm mirror.

"Give up, that person, you can't eat him..."

In Lianhua’s calm words, she stretched out her hand to face the mirror, but in an instant she bound the white cloth tighter. Suddenly, the colorful light of cherry blossoms illuminated around the wrapped mirror, but turned into a net. This made this ancient mirror tighter her seal.

These are basically her most proud spells.

"Now, for the time being."

Lianhua looked at this firmly trapped, motionless mirror, and thought.

The reason why this mirror was brought here to be sealed is because the five previous owners all died bizarrely and violently. After each change of ownership, the room would be covered with blood, and this mirror alone was the only one to take care of itself.

This is a wise evil thing. It has been understood in Lianhua’s investigation that it has reached the Kanto generation through this method from the southernmost tip of Japan, and moved closer to the direction of Tokyo, Saitama, and Yokohama.

Its goal...it goes without saying, since breaking the Wanhua Mirror, it has been targeted.

Lian Hua stared at the huge mirror, recalling in his mind, that punch did not hesitate to smash the figure of Wan Hua Jing transformed by time and material desire...

"Even though the Wanhua mirror is broken, and the waves have not calmed down, the aura in Li's body has not dissipated. Could it be because of you?"

"The girls from **** who were swallowed, think of a way to rescue them..."

She waited for a while, and didn't see any reaction from the evil thing, she turned around, preparing for the next work to be taken away.

Tap, tap, tap...

Tap, tap, tap...

The sound of wooden clogs passed gently to this floor, but, soon, Lianhua stopped.

"!"

Lianhua's expression changed slightly, she heard it, and the footsteps unexpectedly overlapped.

For a moment, the luster like silver-white moonlight sprinkled on the ground, illuminating a scene of the warehouse behind her. She turned around and saw her enchantment covered on the mirror, as well as the white curtains. It was being ground to shreds, emitting a piece of luminous debris, and the entire curtain swelled up, almost bursting.

Finally, with a loud noise of [pound], the surrounding glass shattered.

"..."