This Japanese Story Is Not Too Cold

The carefree god Makie has never considered herself a sentimental girl.

Perhaps because he saw the god Hiiragi disappearing in front of him, he felt a little more touched in his heart, and suddenly wanted to ask Beichuanji this question.

In fact, no matter what kind of answer Beichuanji gives, she will spare no effort to help him.

She just wanted to ask Beichuan Temple this question.

Kamizaki Maki rarely put on a serious face.

Her face was full of seriousness, her eyes were staring at Beichuan Temple without blinking, her cherry-pink lips opened and closed, and a somewhat serious voice came out:

"Beichuan, the question just now - it hurts, it hurts! It hurts! Ouch!"

Kamizaki Maki had not been serious for three seconds when Kitagawaji pinched his cheek and let out mournful screams one after another.

"Sure enough, it's better to get used to seeing this face."

Kitagawa Temple nodded with satisfaction and added: "I am not used to the way you pretend to be Eternal. Now I can answer your question."

"????" Kamizaki Makie.

She opened her mouth in shock at Beichuanji's words.

Is there such a thing?

"You asked me just now whether you want to solve the problem of Zhu Zhiyin or the balance between the hidden world and the present world, right?"

"Um."

Kami Makie responded while rubbing his face.

Although the spirit body rubbing my face has no effect, it seems that after doing this, I feel that there is no more pain in my heart.

"My idea is actually not that complicated."

Beichuan Temple replaced the flashlight in his hand with a new battery and continued:

"First solve the problem of Zhu Zhiyin, and then try to see if we can solve the problem of the real world and the hidden world."

"...Oh...that means...Tera-kun wants them all?"

Asamiya Yongse next to him asked tentatively after thinking.

"Actually, there is a big difference. Zhu Zhiyin's solution must be known, because it is related to the issue of life and death in the future."

Kitagawaji replied.

"As for the issue of the real world and the hidden world, I can only say that I will try my best to solve this matter, but I also have self-awareness. I will not sacrifice anyone to achieve the balance between the real world and the hidden world."

Yes.

No matter who that object is, Kitagawa Temple will not sacrifice her to achieve a balance between the present world and the hidden world.

"Whether it is the future or eternity, whether it is Maki or pity. To sacrifice someone in exchange for balance...that is not the result I want to see. So I can only say that I will try my best. If I really can't complete this As for the goal, it can only be said that I tried my best.”

Kitagawa Temple completely solved the question of the god’s presence in Makie.

He will try to solve these things, but he will not regard this as a mission that must be completed like those ancient families.

Everyone has selfish motives, and Beichuan Temple is no exception.

"So you don't have to worry about this or that at all." Kitagawaji glanced at Maki E.

He could tell at a glance that Kamizaki Maki was feeling sentimental about the fact that she had to fulfill her duty to resurrect the twin souls, so she suddenly asked him this question.

"Yes...that's it..." Kamizaki Maki responded in a daze.

"That's it."

Kitagawaji tried the flashlight in his hand and found that it could still be used. He held it with satisfaction and continued:

"I don't know what you are thinking, why are you saying exactly the same thing as what you asked in the future?"

Ahem...

Kamizaki Maki shrank his head in embarrassment, and then said with some dissatisfaction: "I just asked! I don't mean anything else. Anyway, Eternal Life and I will support you in the end."

As she said this, she winked at Asamiya Eisei, who was teasing poor Nishikujo on the other side.

"Well, no matter what Tera-kun plans to do, Sister Makie and I will support you."

Asamiya Yongse said with a gentle expression.

"Don't talk about this for now." Kitagawaji glanced at his watch.

More than three hours have passed since the beginning.

Calculated in summer, it is estimated that dawn will break around six o'clock in the morning.

At that time, the village will disappear, only to appear again the next day.

Before that happens——

"We still have to explore the most important residence of the Mouchi family."

Beichuanji raised his flashlight.

The front is still filled with the underworld miasma, and I don’t know where it is spreading.

But behind this miasma, there are little lights dancing faintly.

That place...should be the residence of Mou Chi's family.

"Let's go."

Beichuanji held a flashlight and walked towards the light.

...

The process of arriving at Mou Chi's home is actually not that simple.

In the middle, Beichuan Temple encountered some meaningless afterimages, which were probably the afterimages of villagers fleeing in all directions because of some kind of disaster.

But what kind of disaster it is... it's a bit unclear.

There is actually a clear dividing line between Mouchi's family's mansion and the villagers' residential area.

When you get near the mansion, you can see a long road stretching forward.

Stone lanterns were lit on both sides of the red road. These stone lanterns were all standard square stone lanterns, which looked very neat. The pale firelight dancing in the light boxes illuminated the red road that should have been extremely dark.

Except for this red road, both sides of the red road and even the entire surroundings of Mou Chi's house were surrounded by dense and dark forests.

It's like a dense forest rushing in front of you, making people feel like they are inexplicably in it just by looking at it.

In addition to these, there are three torii gates erected along the long road. The faded vermilion torii gates give off a cold feeling under the reflection of the firelight.

The air is also filled with an indescribable damp and cold atmosphere, and everything seems to be wrapped in the miasma of the underworld. The gray-white miasma shows no sign of dissipating even here.

These underworld miasmas require Kitagawaji to use part of the death energy to resist. He cannot hide in a spiritual residence like Nishikujo, Asamiya Eisei and others and use the spiritual residence to isolate these miasmas.

"The underworld miasma... it does not cause any damage to the human body... what it changes is the nature of the human spirit body... Under the erosion of the underworld miasma, the human soul can easily become corrupted Wither.”

Asamiya Nagase explained.

Kitagawa Temple kept what she said in mind, and at the same time he did not forget to look ahead of the red road.

After a while, Beichuan Temple made a sighing sound: "The Mou Chi family... I don't know whether I should call them arrogant or what to say about them."

This long road that continues straight to the entrance of the Mouchi family's residence... is more like a shrine in a shrine than a long road that symbolizes the purification of the human heart.

In Japanese culture, the place that the shrine leads to is equivalent to the divine world, and representative objects such as torii gates and shuriken ropes symbolize the separation between the real world and the divine world.

Instead of using 'Mou Chi's house' to describe the scene in front of us, it is more appropriate to use the term 'Mou Chi Shrine'.

But this architectural form is undoubtedly just the residence of some ancient Japanese families, and it does not have the slightest shrine feel.

Beichuan Temple took a step forward, directly crossed the gloomy torii gate, and walked towards the gate of Mou Chi's house.

This time, the door of Mou Chi's house was not as ignorant as the previous ones of Asamong's house or the shrine. Beichuanji just raised his hand and pushed it open directly.

But the moment Beichuan Temple opened the door, he felt an inexplicable chill in his body.

There is a bright green light shining in front of me.

At the same time, there was a cold whisper in his ear... as if something was lying behind him——

"Gradually...dissolved in the underworld...gradually...collapsed in..."

Bang!

A sledgehammer flashed out of Beichuanji's hand and he struck directly behind him with the hammer.

But this time, Bai Tri Bai Ling's surprise attack was not successful.

Behind him there is nothing.

Standing here, he could clearly see the empty road he had just walked through.

But was it just an illusion?

Obviously not!

Kitagawa Temple touched his shoulder.

His shoulders were wet at the moment, and his hands were stained just by touching them.

"Tera-kun, what's wrong?" Asamiya Eise was the first to react. She floated out from the Kagura Bell and looked at Kitagawaji's sudden death-energy sledgehammer with confusion.

"...I haven't seen it forever, right?" Beichuan Temple took back the death-qi sledgehammer and asked more or less.

"See...? What did you see?" Asamiya Yongse followed Kitagawaji's line of sight with some strangeness.

Even the gods Makie and Nishikujo came out to take a look at the situation.

Seeing that they all looked confused, Beichuanji told them what had just happened.

"A wraith appeared? But my sister, my sister, and my poor sister didn't feel it at all..."

Asamiya Yongse's face tightened.

They couldn't even feel what kind of resentful spirit they were lying behind Beichuan Temple.

"...It's nothing. There's no point in continuing to care about this. I just need to be more vigilant." Kitagawaji glanced at his shoulder.

Something does exist.

The other party clung to his back, with pale fingers clasping his shoulders tightly, and even said in his ear: 'Gradually...dissolve in the underworld...gradually...collapse into... .' This kind of preface and no follow-up words.

Regardless of whether the other party has good intentions or bad intentions, Beichuan Temple must be more vigilant.

A spirit like this that can appear behind me silently... just thinking about it makes me feel eerie.

Putting aside the little episode just now, Beichuanji began to seriously look at the mansion in front of him.

To the naked eye, this mansion should have four floors.

From where Beichuan Temple is standing, you can't tell how many meters deep it goes.

But just by looking at this deep forest, you can tell... its area is definitely not small.

And this means that there is a lot more to explore.

"But no matter what, we still have to look for the place we need to look for."

Beichuanji walked slowly to the door, then stretched out his hand to open it.

Should we say that the Mou Chi family deserves to be a wealthy family in this area? These abandoned doors are all sliding doors that merge together.

When Beichuan Temple stepped into it, the vertical light of the flashlight also shone in it.

But in fact there is no need to use a flashlight at all.

There are candlesticks everywhere in this room, with candles scattered on them.

These candles have all been lit, and as the wax oil slides down, they emit a faint light.

It’s a bit inappropriate to use the word ‘brightly lit’ to describe it, but it still allows people to see the road ahead clearly.

Kitagawaji put away the flashlight.

After all, it is more convenient for him personally to have two hands free.

At the moment when he lowered his head and raised his head again, a pair of young siblings suddenly appeared behind him.

They quickly passed through Beichuan Temple and headed towards a room on the right.

"Afterimage...?"

Kitagawa Temple reacted extremely quickly and followed the afterimages of the brother and sister into the room.

A burst of Sanskrit sound sounded.

Beichuanji stood at the door and could just see the scene in the room.

It was a... densely packed group of children.

They looked at each other expressionlessly, both wearing simple yukata.

On the leader's seat was a man dressed as the head of the family. He was wrapped in black Wu robes and wore a brown wooden mask on his face. Only holes were made for his mouth, nose and eyes for breathing and seeing.

There were candlesticks hanging on the four walls, and everything was illuminated by the pale light of the candles——

Then...

Everything disappeared again.

It was as if nothing had happened and the room became empty.

However, under the light of the square candles, a torn old-fashioned binding volume was left on the ground.

Kitagawa Temple walked over, looked at the dusty thread-bound book, picked it up and opened it.

The characters were arranged in vertical rows, and the reading method from right to left made Kitagawaji a little uncomfortable, but he still read all the content left above seriously.

‘Mou Chi’s sacrifice selection plan. ’

'Today the head of the family has to select the children who need to be cultivated for the sacrifice... Obviously, XXXX has been chosen before... A ceremony has also been carried out. At this time when we should be living peacefully, we have to select new candidates. ...Even opening the Forbidden Forest... This is a bit inappropriate anyway. ’

'But no matter what, the final candidates have come out, and they are...'

Maybe it was because the humidity was too heavy. Some places were completely soaked in moisture, and the writing was completely blurred. It was impossible to see clearly what was written on it.

The most important thing is that the name column is all blurred, and I can't see anything clearly, so naturally I don't understand what happened.

but--

"Mouchi Priest Selection Plan..." Beichuan Temple rubbed his chin.

It can also be seen from the contents of this thread-bound book that it should mainly be a record book recording the sacrificial activities of the Mouchi family.

The first thing recorded above attracted Beichuan Temple’s attention——

'Today the head of the family has to select the children who need to be cultivated for the sacrifice... Obviously, XXXX has been chosen before... A ceremony has also been carried out. At this time when we should be living peacefully, we have to select new candidates. ...Even opening the Forbidden Forest... This is a bit inappropriate anyway. ’

It can be seen from this record that the Mouchi family seems to have chosen something before... and also performed some kind of ceremony...

However, the head of the Mouchi family was not satisfied with the final results, so he wanted to conduct another selection.

This also made the person responsible for recording a little dissatisfied, so he left such content in the notes.

Then here comes the problem.

What did the Mou Chi family choose ahead? What kind of ceremony was performed?

This is really concerning.

This chapter is considered a supplementary update! Thanks for the tip that I want to change my name! Thank you so much!