This Japanese Story Is Not Too Cold - Chapter 121
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Beichuan Temple broke away from the opponent’s restraint, and stepped forward. Then he was short, hugged Asamiya Nayuki’s head with both hands, and his knees hit the opponent’s face fiercely!
Bang! ! ! !
Spirit body burst!
Countless black fog spilled from the fingers of Beichuan Temple.
But these black mists did not disappear.
Under the gaze of Beichuan Temple, the black mist squirmed and formed another complete Ma Gong Nayue.
But compared to just now, this Asamiya Nayuki is much more illusory.
But the next moment, Jieding in Beichuan Temple’s hands had already crossed the opponent’s neck.
Spirit body is splashing again
But Ma Gong Nayue still did not disappear, and the black air was squirming again.
Beichuan Temple looked at the timing, and when she appeared almost completely formed, Jianding was shining with a faint silver light, and opened the opponent’s neck.
This process was repeated almost three times before Mamiya Nayuki wailed, and the pale and deformed face showed a touch of relief.
She sighed in a long voice:
“Liang, you are finally here.”
Ma Gong Nayue was still waiting for the man named Liang to come before she died, but until she died resentfully, that Liang didn’t come.
As the broken syllables of Asamiya Nayuki fell, the strong resentment also dissipated.
The pitiful little guy in Nishikujo jumped out as if he wanted to absorb the grievances visible to the naked eye, but those grievances seemed to have not been attracted by the pathetic at all, and disappeared under the floor.
“Perhaps this is the reason why the system does not settle.” Beichuan Temple rubbed his fingers.
Is it possible that there is something hidden under the tatami that can absorb grievances?
Beichuan Temple is groping around this tatami
“It should be here.”
Beichuan Temple took a finger and lifted the tatami.
Under the tatami, there are a few partitioned hollow spaces, which are used as storage by some Japanese.
Some personal belongings of Asamiya Nayuki can be seen in the hollow partition.
But apart from a diary with a dilapidated water-textured cover and a few well-preserved kimonos, Beichuan Temple could no longer find anything similar to absorbing grievances.
In order to be on the safe side, Beichuan Temple even let Nishikujo go down and take a circle, and it did not find anything else before Beichuan Temple put down the tatami mats.
It seems that things that can absorb grievances are still hidden elsewhere.
“Journal”
It’s not nothing.
Beichuan Temple simply flipped through this diary with a water-textured cover, hoping to find some details about the village rituals on it.
On the somewhat oxidized paper, Asamiya Nayuki’s past came into Beichuan Temple’s eyes.
This Ma Gong Nayue doesn’t seem to like going out of the house very much, and he likes some sentimental words of romantic love.
The diary is full of what kind of small animals she raised when they died, or some other person in the village got sick and died, and then I sigh for the fragility of life.
It’s just that there are people who like this kind of Asamiya Nayuki.
By chance, she met Ito Ryo, an outstanding young man in the village.
Asamiya Nayuki was amazed by Ito Ryozai, but at the same time he admired him very much.
And Ito Ryo also seemed to have some interest in Asamiya Nayuki.
After all, Asamiya’s family is a big family in the village, it must be better to have a relationship.
So Ito Ryo gave her an ebony comb, and promised Mamiya Nayuki that she would marry her back home. It should have been such a romantic love story.
But the plan will never keep up with the changes.
Persuaded by the elders in the village, Ito Ryo even left Asamiya Nayuki and went out of the village to the big city without hesitation.
The second half of the diary is all the records of Asamiya Nayuki telling her miss for Ito Ryo.
Self-pity and self-deal
Beichuan Temple also shook his head regretfully after reading the diary over and over.
This is an ordinary diary, which has no reference value at all.
Beichuan Temple put the diary in his backpack, stepped out of the room, and walked to the stairs on the left.
Going down from here is the first floor, where there should be an entrance to the atrium.
Beichuan Temple flashed a flashlight and walked to the first floor.
In front of him, there is a road leading straight forward, and there is a doorway entrance on the right hand side. If you want to come, that is the entrance to the atrium.
Beichuan Temple did not hesitate, and stepped to the front of the entrance.
A Japanese-style paper sliding door was displayed in front of him like this.
“It should be possible from here” Beichuan Temple thought, but the movement on his hand did not stop, and he opened the sliding door with a splash.
The cold wind that cut people like a knife rushed towards him, making Beichuan Temple squinted.
When the strange cold wind swept away, Beichuan Temple looked towards the atrium.
Standing here is completely different from standing on the third floor and looking at it.
But the most eye-catching thing is indeed the huge old tree like an umbrella cover.
The jagged, slender branches densely cut off the sun. In this winter, the dense branches are quite suffocating.
Under the ancient trees, countless pawns stand up, and the commandments of people are densely written on them.
This very strange and terrifying scene did not stop Beichuan Temple.
He left the hallway and walked into the atrium, and the door leading to the pylons on the opposite side attracted his attention.
It was a huge, heavy and thick iron gate with various weird inscriptions on it. There were rust stains on the iron gate, and the iron sheet in some places could not stop being exposed, which made people unpleasant.
Beichuan Temple ignored the old trees and went straight to the iron gate.
At about half a person’s height, a white chrysanthemum lock was hung.
The white chrysanthemum lock is about the length of a baby’s arm and has a rectangular shape.
I don’t know what material the lock is made of. Not only is it not corroded by the years, but it is even shiny.
Looking at this lock, Beichuan Temple once again called up the system panel.
There is not much life left.
If you use Kending to unlock the lock again, then if you meet the resentful spirit again, Beichuan Temple probably won’t have the ability to resist.
Even if Asamiya Eternally reminded him to enter between the haze, he couldn’t completely believe the other person.
After all, nine years have passed, and it is quite normal that some accidents that Mamiya never knows about have occurred.
To be a man does not need to be harmful, but it is also necessary to be defensive.
“Is it possible to go back now?” Beichuan Temple frowned.
Beichuan Temple does not plan to spend the night in the village of God, but there may be secrets hidden between the sacred trees.
He has already explored here, and he has no reason not to go in and see.
But lifeless
Wait a moment, Baiju locks?
Beichuan Temple suddenly remembered something.
Didn’t the keys that Asamiya Yuko gave him also have white chrysanthemum patterns?