I loaded the ghost talk game

"Granddaughter of the Tsurumi family, you seem to have thought of something."

The painter noticed the changes in Tsurumi Aoi's breath and mood and said this.

He took a deep breath, as if to calm down, and then said in as calm a tone as possible:

"My story is almost over, why don't you just hear the end? Granddaughter of the Tsurumi family, you should hear the end."

"Where did we talk just now? Oh, by the way. I came to Ibaraki Prefecture and found Ruri's tomb."

"Since then, I have often come to pay homage to Liuli and bring her a bouquet of edelweiss. I would sit in front of her grave and have a date with her, talk about recent events, and kiss her... Those days are not bad."

"Until I met that person. Haha, it would be great if I never met that person, but I love Liuli, and I will meet him sooner or later."

"Oyamada Kazuhiro, a man much older than me, a man with no characteristics, actually not worth mentioning. I was still young when I met him, but he was already a middle-aged uncle with a big belly."

"I met him when I was visiting Liuli on the 23rd ceremony. It was a winter afternoon. I brought edelweiss to Ibaraki and came to the back hill of Yoshikoji Temple. And that man, he Standing in front of Liuli’s tomb.”

"He was the first person I met who would come to visit Liuli besides me. So, we naturally started talking. Oyamada is, no, he used to be, Liuli's boyfriend."

The painter deliberately emphasized the word "was".

Then he touched the cover of "Liu Li" again and carefully put it back into the wooden box for preservation: "This book, my treasure, was published by Oyamada."

"After Ruri's death, Oyamada sorted out her belongings. He collected and classified the poems, diaries and picture albums written by Ruri, and finally formed this book."

"To be honest, when I first met Oyamada, I had very mixed feelings about him. On the one hand, I was very grateful to him. Without him, I would not have met Liuli. But at the same time, I was jealous of him, jealous of someone as mediocre as him. A man actually has a flawless glass."

"I can feel that his love for Liuli is far less deep than mine. The feeling he had in front of Liuli's grave that day was not like missing me, but more like showing off to me. So, how could such a person? Do you deserve to have colored glaze?"

"As expected, I am the one who loves Liuli the most."

"But after that day, I became friends with Oyamada. Maybe they were just fair-weather friends. People like him don't have any connotations worthy of deep friendship. Of course, I took the initiative to get close to him. People at Yoshikoji Temple are not willing to be friends with Although I am very reluctant to talk about Liuli, if you want to know more about Liuli, you can only go through Oyamada Kazuhiro."

"I forgot how long it took me to meet Oyamada. That night, I asked him to go out for a drink. I went to several izakayas and drank until the early morning. Oyamada was very drunk that day, but he seemed very happy. Finally, That vulgar man, with his face full of drunkenness and burping from wine, told me about Liuli."

"He said--"

"Liuli, haha. Don't look at me like this now. When I was with Liuli, I was very handsome. You like her poems and paintings very much, right? But you don't know that that woman is actually a bitch. Okay Well, maybe she is a very talented bitch. When she was with me, she was actually dating another boyfriend at the same time."

"Actually, I know, but I don't care. Because she has a very nice face, and she also knows how to pretend to be charming. Every time I take her out to drink with friends, I always have a lot of face. I'm okay. I can go to a room with her at will. She is very good in bed... isn't that enough? Anyway, maybe I will get tired of playing, or she will get tired of playing, and then we will separate naturally. Everyone knows it."

"But then, before we separated, something happened."

"Liuli was not with me that night. She went to another boyfriend's apartment. They drank a lot of wine, took a lot of drugs, and probably had sex like wild beasts all night long. Then... Liuli died, and Her boyfriend died together."

"It's ridiculous to say that I was the first person to discover Liuli's death... You don't want to know what it was like in that apartment. There were a lot of police officers that day. Of course, Liuli's death had nothing to do with me, so No one will blame me. After all, I am just a poor person who was cheated on. Moreover, Liuli’s family temple is very powerful, and they suppressed the scandal of this eldest lady. Therefore, not many people know how Liuli died. of."

"After Liuli died, I compiled the diaries and picture albums she left behind. With the mentality of giving it a try, I submitted it to the publishing house, and it turned out that someone really wanted it."

"You know what happened next. I helped that bitch beautify her death. I told the people at the publishing house that Liuli committed suicide by taking sleeping pills in the snowy mountains. This is quite beautiful, right? Liuli's book made I made a lot of money, haha, and I still have a lot of face. I showed the book to people around me, and everyone was envious. They were envious that I had an impeccable, perfect lover like Edelweiss."

"..."

The painter repeated what he once heard from Kazuhiro Oyamada.

Then he laughed. This time the smile on the man's face was inconsistent and fragmented. The corners of his mouth were pulled upward, but his eyes were clearly filled with pain and help.

Kanoya Yukino, who was standing in front of Tsurumi Aoi, silently took out the pink-painted Glock and held it in his left hand.

Her eyes wandered back and forth between the painter and the portrait of Tsurumi Ruri next to him.

Xiaolu had already noticed that the vivid black and gray brushstrokes on the portrait of Tsurumi Ruri were squirming in an extremely strange state, and there was a very bad smell coming from it.

Under the dim light in the room, the image of the beautiful and innocent girl in the painting has become ferocious, as if she will twist and crawl out of the frame at any time.

That painting is alive!

"Ah, sorry, sorry, I seem to be distracted again. I will continue to talk, don't worry, children, especially you, the granddaughter of the Tsurumi family." The painter spoke again, turning his attention to Tsurumi Aoi, "That day At night, Oyamada was very drunk, so I sent him back to his home."

"Of course, haha, I killed him."

"That was my first time killing someone. I saw Oyamada lying naked and covered in blood in the bathtub of his house. It looked no different from the paintings I drew... He shouldn't have said those words to me. , He shouldn’t, he shouldn’t slander my lover.”

"Liuli exists. The pure, noble, and free Liuli that I love, she must exist. I will prove it to everyone."

The painter raised his hand and scratched his neck, as if the collar made him feel uncomfortable. Then he scratched his nails from his neck to his chest, scratching harder and harder, as if he was trying to cut out his throat and heart.

The originally gentle tone finally became hysterical:

"The granddaughter of the Tsurumi family, Tsurumi Aoi. You look so much like her, especially your eyes. Of course, those hard colors in your eyes are unnecessary and a failure. There is still time, there is still time, I I’ll remove it for you.”

"You're not 19 yet, are you? There's still time."

"Oh, you are a descendant of the Tsurumi family, and you are blessed by the gods. I know, I know. I have been preparing for too long to fight against that. But it doesn't matter, you are already trapped in me. Once you are in the painting, you don’t have to think about going out again, so we still have a long time. I will teach you! I will help you, help you become like Liuli, like my Liuli! Haha! "

"You are a beautiful child, a pure girl, you should be just like Liuli."

"Then when you are 19 years old, I will take you to the snowy mountains, I will prepare sleeping pills for you, and you will pass away in the most romantic way." The painter's tone became more and more excited, and he finally stopped scratching himself in a self-punishing manner. He turned to slap the huge portrait beside him with his hand, "Look! The glass I painted is much worse than the real glass. But you are different, Tsurumi Aoi, I can turn you into the most beautiful, the most beautiful A work of art!"

Bang bang!

The sketch was shaking wildly from being slapped.

Cold air flowed out from it, and all the twisted lines on the painting solidified in an instant. With a strange rustling sound, the canvas began to ripple, and a dark humanoid outline crawled out of it.

Tsurumi Ruri!

But it's not the beautiful girl in the painting.

The woman who emerged from the painting was looming, half-clothed, and had large areas of herpes and red spots on her body. His face was as pale as paper, without a trace of blood, his eyes were sunken, the whites of his eyes were too exposed, and his long hair was scattered, tangled together like dead branches.

She crawled out of the frame on hands and knees, and her long, sharp nails scratched the wooden floor, causing a tooth-aching crunching sound.

Then the ghost-like "glass" appeared from the painting and stuck to the ground, twisting its neck like a spasm and raising its head, looking at Kanoya and Tsurumi opposite. Her face was distorted, and a cruel smile appeared at the corner of her mouth, revealing a set of jagged teeth stained with blood.

"She's out!"

Although he had been mentally prepared for it, the appearance of Liuli still made Kanoya's breathing quicken.

The paper man really crawled out of the painting!

I don’t know what this “glass” is.

Judging from Xiaolu's knowledge of ghost stories, he may be a monster of the "painting spirit" or "painting charm" type. Anyway, it should not be the so-called "Tsurumi Ruri" of Xiaokui's great-aunt.

And this strange story is most likely created by a painter.

In addition, the aura carried by Liuli in the painting is very dangerous to the deer.

It’s certain that this thing is stronger than the train cat demon I’ve dealt with before!

Xiaolu even had some doubts as to whether this "Liu Li" might be a wild god.

However, if Aragami wants to move freely, he needs a certain source of faith.

If Liuli was an Aragami, where would her faith come from?

Some preparations by the painter?

Or is it the audience of readers of "Liu Li"?

Or is it the painter's paranoid love for the perfect image of Liuli that he imagined?

But, to Kanoya, it doesn't matter what it is.

It is also possible that Liuli is not an Aragami, but is very close to Aragami in strength.

Anyway, according to Xiaolu's preliminary judgment, Liuli is either a low-level Aragami whose strength is far inferior to that of his master's shikigami, or a C-level Kaitan who is very close to the Aragami.

After all, she has the guidance of a famous teacher, and there are many strange stories at home as samples for evaluating the aura. This judgment of the enemy's strength range is almost accurate.

It's a formidable enemy!

Fortunately, the deer was already ready to fight.

Master said that when a battle is inevitable, seize the opportunity when the enemy appears and prepare, and strike first!

The moment Liuli crawled out of He's frame, she raised the Glock high in her hand and pulled the trigger without hesitation. The Sanskrit mantra slipped out of her lips with skill and dexterity, and the seal was engraved on it. The bullet from the scripture shoots out of the barrel of the gun.

The jet-black muzzle bloomed with lotus pure fire!

Empty the magazine!

The pink Glock in Kanoya's hand fired 17 rounds of great mercy, and each bullet saved the day.

However, she was not shooting at Liuli. She was aiming at the painter.

The moment Xiaolu launched his attack on the painter, the room in the Treasure House that everyone was in collapsed. You can again see the distorted scenes in the surrounding environment that look like splashes of ink, as well as the hazy sparks in the distance.

As for the painter, a grinning grimace suddenly appeared in front of him, and his laughter was extremely shrill.

That grimace acted like a shield, deflecting Glock's bullets and then disappearing.

"Well?"

Xiaolu looked intently and saw a tachi appearing in the painter's hand.

It's not accurate to say it's a tachi. Looking at the length of the sword, it looks more like a large wakizashi.

The knife was extremely weird, it was completely pale, and the glimmer of light reflected on the blade was like a smiling grimace.

He claims to be a painter, but turns out to be a knife user?

The painter stands in the twisting darkness holding a knife, and the outline of his body seems to blend with the environment:

"Haha, this wakizashi has a smiling face. But I got it from Kaitoki with great difficulty. It was originally to prepare for the blessings of the Tsurumi family, but I didn't expect to pull it out now."

And while he was speaking, Liuli suddenly attacked towards Kanoya!

The bodhi rosary on Xiaolu's wrist shone brightly, and a golden illusory dagger shot out from a tricky angle, piercing Liuli's sudden attack, hindering her movement.

"Fur."

Then, the sending wolf with a lantern hanging around his neck shook his smooth white hair and showed his figure gracefully.

"Yoyo~"

"Yukiono, don't worry! Don't worry! Although I don't understand what the old man was talking about just now, I will help you beat them both!"

The red deer had big horns on its head and its eyes were spinning blindly; Mimiko, who was gearing up and carrying a turtle shell shield on her back, also appeared next to the deer at the same time.

Kanoya raised his hand and lit "Servant Incense" on the incense burner to enhance the fighting power of the shikigami.

"The enemy is difficult to deal with, so be careful!" (End of Chapter)