Started from practicing sword in the countryside of the second dimension

If that's the case, then Yichuan Soun's words shouldn't be like this. Obviously there is some other secret.

"Of course! I tried hard, really tried hard to investigate. After all, if he couldn't leave hell, Old Man Shou himself would be in danger, so I thought there must be something fishy going on, and finally I found some clues."

Yichuan Soun's words became more excited, it seemed that it was really not easy to find out this information.

He smiled, took out a note from his pocket and handed it to the general.

"This is?"

All the gods took it from the other party, looked at the note with the address on it, and waited for the other party's answer.

"This is the location of the famous painter among humans, the painter Ayamechi. The news I have learned after going through hardships is that... Elder Shou once commissioned the painter Ayamechi to draw a beam of light that can attract evil spirits on the painting of hell."

"The light that attracts evil spirits, did that painter from the calamus pond do it?"

To be honest, if it weren't for the fact that the God General himself became more powerful due to the increase in points, he would have seen a lot of strange things.

What Erikawa Soun told was simply the opening to some ghost stories.

What are the Seven Lucky Gods, what is the hell painting, and what is the light that guides the evil spirits from hell.

He could even imagine a passerby who heard these words and did not take them seriously, then suddenly fell into hell, and looked for the guiding light to escape in hell.

"That's right. The painter Chang Puchi's painting skills are extraordinary. He actually painted a Buddha on a huge painting of hell without any sense of incongruity. A beam of light descended from the Buddha's hand. It was the only painting of hell that could help one escape from hell."

When saying this, Igawa Soun also looked a little amazed, as if he had never expected that a human being could accomplish such a feat.

After all, it is not an ordinary scroll, but a real hell scroll with its own internal space where one can actually enter and where evil spirits hide.

"I heard that the painting of hell with Buddha on it was hidden by Shou Lao Ren in his deepest room... This is the information I found out. How about that? It should be enough for Tengu-sama to help me."

"The owner, the function, the method of leaving, the address of the artist involved... I can't find anything to fault with even if I want to. Okay, I agree. Come find me on the day you run for the Uemon campaign."

Even though Kaishenjiangchen himself doesn't like Yichuan Soun very much.

But the other party did try his best, especially when he did this, he could not judge whether all the gods and generals would agree.

Regardless of personal preference, all the generals decided to agree to the other party's request. After all, they were just helping out.

Besides, he himself is not a real Tengu, and if he takes the stage, others will not recognize him.

That has nothing to do with him. It's the guy's own problem who got his identity wrong.

Chapter 55 Tengu Painting

"Is this where the painter Ayamechi is? If it's the other party, is it over there?"

After parting with Yichuan Soun, Kaishen Jiangchen went directly to the address given by the other party.

What surprised all the generals was that the address he followed was in the middle of a high mountain, and it was a mountain mansion that needed to be reached along the mountain road.

He had originally thought that such a famous painter would live in a prosperous area of ​​the city.

But on second thought, it seems reasonable that a painter with such painting skills would not like cities and want to live in the woods to be closer to nature.

"Um, um, um... um? Is it a guest?"

Walking towards the only popular place nearby, Jie Shenjiangchen discovered the painter who should be Acorus Pond.

"You are the painter of the iris pond, right?"

This is an old man whose hair and beard are connected as one, the beard grows to his waist, and he is completely gray from head to toe.

When the generals went over, they saw the other party sitting on a protruding rock with a blank scroll in front of him. He was holding a paintbrush in one hand and a pipe in the other, looking at the depression in front of him in distress.

"That's Ayamechi, but he's not a painter. He just doodles with pen and ink..."

Perhaps because he felt someone was coming and his painting was still blank, he scratched his head in embarrassment.

“Are you painting?”

Although the other party claimed that he was not a painter, the more talented a person is, the more modest he is. Jie Shenjiangchen felt that there was probably no other painter named Chang Pu Chi in this area.

"No, I'm just reminiscing about my youth..."

"How do you feel when you're young?"

"See this depression in front of me? I dug it out with my own hands fifty years ago. Now, sitting here and looking at it, I feel like a frog in a well. It's very refreshing."

"…………I don't understand why you are all so keen on being a frog in a well."

Not to mention the real frog in the well in the backyard of Zhenhuang Temple, all the gods and generals couldn't understand why this old man felt comfortable becoming a frog in the well.

"Ahaha, it's just because I'm old. Once you get old, you think differently than when you were young... Oh, after taking a closer look, the guest doesn't seem to be a human, but he doesn't look like a raccoon cat either. Hmm, hmm, hmm, is he a Tengu?"

During the conversation just now, the painter of Acorus calamus had been staring at the depression. Now he turned around and seemed quite surprised to see the generals and ministers of the gods.

"I am... Never mind. Whatever you think. I'm here for one thing. I heard that you helped Mr. Shou draw a picture of Buddha guiding evil spirits on the painting of hell. I want to know how to get the painting of hell and how to use your Buddha to get out of the painting of hell."

All the gods and generals were speechless. He always felt that anyone with the ability to detect would not regard him as a human being after observing him.

Theoretically speaking, he should be a pure human being.

But it would be fine if it wasn’t a human, why do people think it was a tengu?

If you are mistaken for a non-human, you should have many options besides Tengu.

"Oh! Even Lord Tengu is interested in this? Living longer does have its advantages. How about this? Lord Tengu, as long as you do me a small favor, I will give you the painting of hell that the old man gave me."

"You have the Jigoku-e?"

The general of the gods was stunned for a moment. He had originally planned to go through this painter and ask Old Man Shou if he could cede a painting of hell or something like that.

He didn't expect that the painter would give him a painting right away, which caught him off guard.

"Considering the success rate of failure in painting, Mr. Shou sent me many paintings of hell. I was lucky enough to succeed in the first one, and Mr. Shou gave me the two paintings that he had not yet started as a reward... If Lord Tengu helps me with this, I can give you one of them."

"Well…………"

"Don't worry, Master Tengu. The Buddha I drew only gives the evil spirits a chance to leave. Master Tengu will not be trapped in hell from the beginning."

"Wait a minute, what do you mean Tengu won't be trapped in Hell?"

As if he had seen through the doubts of the generals and ministers, the painter Acorus Pond began to explain, but this explanation immediately made him confused.

"Tengu-sama, do you know why the painted Buddha can allow evil spirits to escape from hell?"

"Because you drew a Buddha?"

"Yes, but that's because there is a spider in the palm of Buddha's hand in mid-air that shines a beam of light towards hell. The evil spirits can follow this beam of light to the sky... So, do you understand?"

"Wait, you mean the sky is the exit of Jigoku-e?!"

What the painter Chang Pu Chi said was simple and easy to understand, and all the gods and generals immediately understood what the so-called exit was.

"Yes, although the Hell Painting is connected to Hell, it is just a painting after all. As long as we follow the sky upwards, we can naturally leave the scroll and escape from the Hell Painting."

"But it's said that people who enter Hell can't leave... Oh, right, they can't fly."

Later on, Kaishenjiangchen realized why the painter Ayamechi said that Tengu would not be trapped in hell.

Because the exit of this hell painting is in the sky, Tengu, who can fly in the sky, can fly directly upwards.

The reason why others cannot get out is simply because they are bound by gravity and need the Buddha's light to lead them to heaven.

"Well, tell me how I can help you. Let me make it clear that I am determined to get Jigokuhui."

After fully understanding what the other party said, all the gods and generals immediately wanted to obtain the other party's painting of hell.

If this is the real situation, then after he finishes painting the evil spirits in the hell painting given to him by the artist.

The next step would probably be to go directly to that old man, rush into the hell and kill the evil spirits before coming out, without having to be as calculating as he is now.

"Nothing~~ It's a very, very simple matter for Lord Tengu."

Seeing the attitude of the generals, the painter Ayamechi looked quite happy, and he stroked his gray beard.

Then he pointed his finger at the blank scroll beside him, and then pointed at the gods, generals and ministers.

"You want me to model for you?"

The other party's gesture was simple and clear. All the generals tried to guess it and got a positive answer from the other party.

"I have been unable to draw anything good lately. Now you see, it's all blank, so I want to concentrate on drawing something. Lord Tengu wants a painting of hell, so I want to use Lord Tengu as a model and draw a painting of Tengu. One for one, can you do me a small favor?"

“…………You want to use me as a model to draw a Tengu? I don’t think it will be a good drawing because I’m actually a human. I don’t know why guys like you would call me Tengu.”

"Ahahaha, even if the painting is not good, it is my own problem, and has nothing to do with Tengu-sama."

"Then it's settled."

Since the other party said so, all the generals and ministers agreed.

Chapter 56 Thunder strikes from the sky

Being able to get what he wanted just by being a model, Jie Shenjiangchen naturally had no complaints. Soon he stood in the depression just now, allowing the painter Chang Pu Chi to paint him to his heart's content.

"Hmm, hmm... I always feel like something is wrong. Lord Tengu, could you show off a little more of your power? I feel like you're holding back too much."

However, not long after the painter Acorus Pond started to feel a little irritable.

He drew a stroke, looked at all the gods and generals, drew a stroke, looked at all the gods and generals, and finally could not help but speak.

"Have I restrained myself? Never mind. This is just a small request..."

To be honest, all the generals and ministers did not feel that they had restrained themselves in any way.

After all, if he knew how to restrain himself, he wouldn't make a fuss about everyone he saw.

Although he doesn't feel that he needs to restrain himself, not being able to restrain himself and not wanting to restrain himself are two different things.

"Then at the beginning it should be... five times!"

Although he did not restrain his aura, as long as his aura was super-doubled, it was equivalent to restraining it before.

Therefore, the general hesitated for a moment, thought about his current life and agility, and accelerated the blood flow five times.

At this moment, his normal skin turned red, but because it was still within the control of his agility, this redness looked very natural.

There was just an astonishing aura rising into the sky, causing the painter Acorus Pond's eyes to sting a little.

"Ohhh! That's it! That's what I wanted to draw!!!"

The painter Chang Puchi was delighted by this, as he definitely did not make this request in order to paint a picture of the normal human condition.

At this moment, the general in front of him, who was covered in red and had an amazing aura, was the most typical Tengu in his eyes.

Even judging from their aura, those guys that I had seen by chance in the mountains and forests before were not worthy of being called Tengu.

"Not bad, not bad. Ah, there's not enough paint... Never mind, never mind. Just paint like this."

The painter Changbuchi seemed to be in a very excited mental state at this moment. After painting for a while, he realized that he did not prepare much paint before going out.

But as he looked at the gods and generals in front of him, as the paint on the tip of the brush gradually decreased, the force on the tip of the brush gradually increased.

"He is indeed not an ordinary person. Is he the kind of person that the spirit under the pen refers to?"

Although painter Chang Puchi has always belittled himself, his level is obvious once he really gets into the painting state.

Even though there was no ink at the tip of his pen, Kaishenjiangchen could feel something in the mountains and forests flowing into the tip of his pen, helping him to draw this Tengu painting.

However, as the pattern on the white paper gradually took shape, the hand of painter Changbuchi holding the paintbrush became slower and slower.

He looked troubled, as if there was something troubling him that he couldn't solve.

At the beginning, Jie Shenjiangchen persuaded himself to wait because the other party was an old man and painted slowly, but when the other party's pen tip completely stopped, he could hardly stand.

"Why did you stop writing? What are you worried about?"

Mainly because it's boring, too boring.

It was really too boring for a model to stand still. It would have been fine if the painter was painting quickly, so he only needed to wait for a while. Now that he stopped like this, he really didn't know how long he would have to stand there.

"No, no, no, I can't paint you like this... Excuse me, this is not your complete posture. Although it's not impossible to paint, you won't show any charm in this way. Please, I've already painted you to this point, and there's only one last bit left. Please show your most complete state."

'Rumble'

Along with the painter Acorus Pond's request, thunder was heard in the distant sky. At some point, dark clouds had covered the sky, and it looked like it would rain soon.