I Am a Light Novel Master in Japan Chapter 577

She is extremely afraid of ghosts.

However, now I seem to have begun to understand why Li Yan was unwilling to tell her the truth.

It would be better not to say such things...

How much suffering and danger had Li Yan experienced? The more she thought about it, the more she felt that that figure concealed too many incredible secrets.

The day before yesterday in the afternoon, Katori began to propose taking the students from the art club on a trip.

Eiriri was still dubious about the legend of the mountain called Hidashiyama, but she finally chose to believe Li Yan's reminder and explicitly rejected Katori's invitation. She also persuaded other students in the art club not to go because of the weather.

However, even Eiriri, one of the two beautiful girls of the private Toyosaki Academy, her own charm sometimes cannot resist the temptation of interests. She cannot stop her art club classmates from following Katori out.

Yinglili, who was originally suspicious of her friend whom she had known since elementary school, had no choice but to leave on her own excuse and go to that small town for a walk.

She hoped that Li Yan could help him here all the time. During that period of loneliness, she realized how much she had relied on the power of this old thief.

However, on the one hand, she was not sure whether Katori would really commit suicide. On the other hand, she had already made up her mind and did not want Li Yan to be in danger again because of herself.

As a result, at the coffee shop, when the old shopkeeper learned what she was worried about, he lent her this set of old-fashioned cameras that could remove ghosts, and German-made Zero film...

It seems that, as a painter, she has a considerable advantage in capturing fast-moving objects, and she is also very comfortable in operating them.

Yesterday morning, after everyone had breakfast, Yinglili remained vigilant and did not eat breakfast.

When everyone got on the bus and headed to the tourist destination, Eri-ri, who didn't get on the bus, was glared at by Katori who wanted to get on the bus.

[It would be great if you came together, why don’t you want to be with me...]

He was obviously a human being, but in front of Eiri's eyes, Katori's resentful expression at that time was as creepy as an evil spirit...

That is, at noon yesterday, after being unable to wait for their return, Yinglili finally set foot on Rishang Mountain to look for them.

In the heavy rain falling from the sky, Yinglili's mood was slightly sad.

Thinking back to this point, she was actually almost caught by a wraith. If it weren't for the sudden appearance of two kimono girls who sacrificed themselves one after another, she would not have been able to rescue three classmates by her own strength.

Amid the lightning and thunder, Eiri walked along the ancient path in the woods, looking for the last person, Katori.

"Katori, don't do anything stupid..."

Yinglili held the camera and thought silently.

As a result, when they came to a river, Yinglili saw an object reflecting in the lightning on the grass.

She hesitated, hung the camera on her chest, walked over, knelt down, and picked up a slender short blade...

"Who dropped this... is it from the group of men with guns who are also looking for Katori?" Eiri thought curiously.

Suddenly, on the other side of the river, stood a ghost witch with a black veil covering her face and holding a short knife like the one in Eri's hand.

"ah……"

Yinglili was suddenly startled and prepared to reach out to touch the camera, but to her surprise, her body could not move at all.

The miko on the other side raised the short knife in her hand and began to cut the aorta in her neck. However, Eiri's body and hands seemed to be out of control. It was as if she was looking into a mirror, and her hand held the blade against her head. On his own neck.

"No, no!!"

Yinglili became frightened, and immediately used her other hand that could barely move. At this moment, she couldn't help but hurriedly grasped the handle of the knife. She had no time to turn on the camera switch, and supported her out-of-control arm...

Amid the lightning and thunder, Yinglili became frightened. The sharp blade had touched her skin, causing her to make a painful sound.

As a result, when she looked sideways, she vaguely saw a blue arm grabbing her hand, controlling the knife to cut her...

"Help, help!!"

For a moment, just like a dream of a certain person, when Yinglili fell into despair, she called out that person's name.

"Save me, save me...Otaku Li!"

In the darkness, the grass behind them rustled. When Ying Lili shouted, a hand suddenly grabbed the arm of the ghost hand.

This powerful arm actually forcibly moved the miko's arm away, and then began to move towards the neck of the miko's ghost behind Eiri.

In the darkness, Li Yan directly wiped off the ghost witch's neck with force.

【Ah ah ah ah ah ah ah! ! 】

When the ghost behind Yinglili splashed with black blood, the murderous demonic figure took a step forward and threw the flaming blade towards the miko on the other side, directly piercing the chest of the miko. Burn the opponent.

swish swish...

Yinglili, who was slumped on the ground, stared blankly at the figure who got rid of the two spirits.

"finally……"

The body that was burning with sparks turned around, and almost all the joy, anger, sorrow and joy appeared on Li Yan's weathered face. As a living partner, he leaned down and hugged Ying Lili.

"finally found you……"

In the darkness, the trembling figure burning with sparks prayed in the black rain, thankful that the flame of his hope had not been ruthlessly extinguished...

Chapter 289 I really want to tell you

"..."

Under the eaves of a building, Eri Sawamura looked through the photos taken with a complicated expression.

"What's wrong?"

Li Yan, who was taking a break together, noticed Ying Lili's expression, looked up at her curiously, and asked.

"How should I put it... I always feel that otaku Li, you shouldn't use such a weapon. It's better to use your firearms and sea salt bullets..."

Ying Lili sighed slightly, looked at Li Yan with slightly contemptuous eyes, and said.

There was no sign of dawn in the dark night. It should be said that it had been night in this place since they entered here.

After narrowly escaping from death, Ying Lili once reunited with Li Yan and cried loudly on Li Yan. After experiencing physical and mental torture, she seemed to be able to meet Li Yan again. She seemed to feel that she had already Awakened from the nightmare.

As a result, soon after Yinglili explained what happened, she handed over the ghost-killing camera that someone else lent him to Li Yan for use.

Li Yan tried to use it several times, but in terms of efficiency, it was somewhat inferior to Yinglili, a clever painter girl. More importantly, when Yinglili saw the photos taken by Li Yan, she actually captured the witch's resentment at close range. There are photos of Ling Zangzhong opening his hands to reveal the looming part of his chest...

There were all kinds of photos, either capturing the plump breasts that were ready to be revealed, or capturing parts that were even more unspeakable. She squinted her eyes and stared at Li Yan, who had no idea what was going on. She always felt that this guy's shooting skills were different from those at the Comic Con. It’s similar to some otakus squatting under the skirts of cosplayers to take pictures.

"It can be regarded as a hellish version of a photo album... Why does this guy always shoot at the miko's chest and buttocks?"