I Am a Light Novel Master in Japan Chapter 189

As a result, after the journey that originally only soiled his shoes, Li Yan looked clean, but Mashiro Shiina's body was covered in mud after falling several times.

"...I always feel like you lack some basic exercise."

Li Yan narrowed his eyes and asked worriedly.

Shiina Mashiro said nothing and looked at her clothes.

"Okay, you have worked hard today, so... Shii... No, Miss Watson, if you think you are a cartoon character, what do you think of the experience of walking on this mountain trail just now? Would it be interesting?" Li Yan suddenly asked calmly.

"..."

Shiina Mashiro was slightly startled. She was suddenly asked this question. It was obvious that she was not deeply impressed.

"Just draw and walk over..." Mashiro said.

"In this case, what else am I asking you to do... Almost every plot in life can be used as the material of a novel. It depends on how you render it and write it. The same is probably true for comics. No one wants to read your work if it is realistic. You You have to use exaggeration, lyricism, or images with the same impression to describe this plot.”

Li Yan looked at Mashiro Shiina helplessly and began to describe his story-telling skills.

An oil painting seems to only need to integrate all the artistic conception and thoughts into one picture. However, comics are also called comic strips. Naturally, the pictures that are closely linked one by one cannot be abstract artistic conceptions. However, this does not mean that comics will not deliberately use a picture. A pair of exquisite conceptual style paintings are used to deepen the impression, as are the passages in the novel.

"For example, you are the protagonist of the comic. You can set it up as a lack of exercise, a girl walking alone in the dark woods, and then stumbling on her way through the forest illuminated by the early sunshine. She has a reason to rush through. It seems that you are not good at dealing with such a road. The potholes and stagnant water reflect your tired figure, but your face is still cautious. Finally, after she passed through the scary and scary woods, the sun shone on her face. Suddenly Suddenly, I felt a warmth, as if this was a new life, and it was like defeating myself for once... This is the plot I conceived, the protagonist is very clumsy, but also very strong, and also... very cute."

Li Yan looked at Shiina Mashiro, told Mashiro a plot he had conceived, smiled, and said.

He also had to admit that Mashiro's natural appearance, although very embarrassed, was indeed very cute...

"..."

Under the gentle breeze, the long-haired Mashiro Shiina raised her head and looked at Li Yan's hearty and gentle smile. She seemed to be distracted, and it seemed that she really understood the artistic conception of Li Yan for a moment.

Li Yan stood in the mountain wind. He raised his head and looked at the dark mountain. He raised his head and stared deeply. He was silent for a while and said: "Next, you are going to experience what horror is... Follow closely. Me, don’t get lost, there is really something dirty in this mountain... Watson, let’s go, the truth is still waiting for us.”

He came here to save people.

The only person who could recognize the ugly girl was Mashiro Shiina next to him. He planned to try his luck to see if he would meet a suspicious person. After all, the person who held such a curse would probably be wandering in the mountains. Furthermore, he also planned to conduct an on-site investigation to find clues from the pile of scarecrows.

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The deeper you go, the colder it gets, and almost the mountain wind seems biting.

It was obviously daytime, but as soon as we entered the mountains, the light became darker.

Li Yan gave the white coat he was wearing to Shiina Mashiro to keep warm, but Shiina Mashiro still held the wet clothes in his hands. He himself suggested a thermal vest and a shirt to resist the cold in the mountains. .

The mountain is cold, like the human heart.

Li Yan compared the printed color drawings.

When comparing the position where the ugly woman of time stood in the picture, and trying to look for clues through the dense grass, the result was that under the dense woods and grass, the remains of an even older stone slab were found, and in this patch of grass In the dark place, wax water is everywhere, the scarecrow has been wet by the rain, and the rusty iron nails are scattered everywhere...

After investigating all three places, Li Yan connected the foot of the mountain, the middle of the mountain, and the top of the mountain into a line in his mind. It turned out to be the real ancient staircase leading to the shrine.

"... When it comes to curses during the ugly time, wizards consider the best time to curse between one o'clock and two-twenty, so they have been waiting patiently for us to disappear in this place where the three candles above her head can be seen. We boarded the shrine and couldn't wait to start the curse ceremony. Unexpectedly, we heard the sound of banging..."

Li Yan squatted on the ground and said to Shiina Mashiro.

He rubbed the wax water with his fingers and found that it was still going on in the past few days, which completely chilled his soul.

If an ordinary person knew that someone was cursing his best friend, he would probably laugh it off and firmly not believe it. However, Li Yan, who had personally experienced the curse incident, was worried...

He has investigated and found that although the "ugly girl" is defined as a superstition, there are indeed cases of successful curses. Since there are successful cases, it is a big problem.

The woman who had been cursing Spencer was serious. She had continued on the oldest ladder and cursed continuously. This persistence and resentment really shook his understanding of human nature.

【Swiss, swiss, swish...】

The surrounding woods were swaying in the cold wind, looking down at the two intruders in white clothes like devils. In the mist-filled woods, the clothes were a little wet, making the coldness brought by the cold wind penetrate even deeper. in the hearts of those present.

"Why...do such a thing?"

While listening to Li Yan analyzing the traces of the scarecrow, iron nails and wax water, Mashiro Shiina asked incomprehensibly.

"Resentment is the most pathetic emotion for people. It cannot get any reward. It simply sends the other person to hell. Everything in front of you is just darkness, and life becomes boring..."

As Li Yan was talking, suddenly, in his memory, the girl in kimono standing in the dim light hung up the lantern, the poignant woman who was soaked by the black rain but smiling slightly... He was actually sure that, Sayuri couldn't be the daughter of Choutoki, because her figure and voice were completely wrong. However, I always felt that Sayuri Sawamura was staying in this specially cursed place at that time, holding a religious ceremony that he couldn't find. His selfish desire To clear away the suspicion for Sayuri Sawamura, but for now, Sayuri did not have any intention to refute that night, her eyes were full of hatred, and he had to make him think that Sayuri, who might be extremely smart, would make her... Being a "wedding dress", but there always seems to be something that doesn't follow some logic...

Shiina Mashiro looked at Li Yan quietly. Suddenly, she caught something in her visual field. When she raised her head to look, suddenly, in a green and dark forest, there seemed to be a human face looking at her. This way.

Just like the face she drew with a pencil last night...

Rustling... As if there were snowflakes on the lens, the suspiciously blurry face suddenly disappeared.

"...?"

Shiina Mashiro was slightly stunned, not quite understanding what happened, but in the end he didn't pay much attention to it.

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After that, the two people went up to the shrine. A cold atmosphere filled the dilapidated shrine. Mashiro squatted in a corner and began to draw the suspicious things that Li Yan had asked her to see. At that time, the suspicious things that ordinary cameras could not find were captured through her zero-sighted eyes. As he walked and painted, Li Yan did not know how many valuable paintings he had defrauded a world-famous painter along the way. Sketch drawing.

Unfortunately, they did not find Chou Toki's daughter during the day.

Li Yan entered the shrine for the first time. It was empty and nothing existed.

"Ha..." Shiina Mashiro breathed out and warmed her hands.

As "Watson", Mashiro Shiina wrapped her body tighter. She suddenly felt a little cold. In the humid mountain with mist, the weather became colder every night as it got darker. However, at this moment This bone-chilling chill is not a temperature problem.

"Bear with it, Shii... Watson, I'll turn on the heater for you when you get back, and there's one last place." Li Yan noticed the assistant's coldness, he stretched out his hands, put the hat of the white coat on her, and said.

After visiting the entire mountain and forest, and basically familiar with the terrain here, Li Yan suddenly noticed the most crucial thing. He and Mashiro walked through the jungle area where scarecrows were pinned everywhere, and walked through the vast grass. , a dim light once again appeared in front of his eyes.

A gust of breeze blew in his face, just like last night. Once again, Li Yan came to the place where he met Sayuri Sawamura.

The lantern is still there, but Zhu Yan has changed.

Li Yan understood one thing...

That is, Sayuri Sawamura really lied, and it seems that she is indeed an acquaintance with that ugly girl of time...

Because when we chased the ugly girl of time to the second half of the road, we had already missed the old road that was the only way down the mountain. There were dead ends on both sides of this downhill forest area, and there was a steep mountain wall on the left. On the right, the rapid river flowing down from the waterfall blocked other routes. The only way to go down the mountain was through the open space where Sayuri was...

"...Looks like I'm going to have a good chat with Sayuri."

Li Yan looked sadly at the lantern swaying in the wind and thought silently.

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