This Japanese Story Is Not Too Cold

"I know." Beichuan Temple nodded thoughtfully.

When he was in Tokyo, he wanted to bring Asamiya Hitomi to Kamizu Village. After all, the curse on her was caused by Kamizu Village, and maybe only in Kamizu Village can the solution be found.

But in the end, because of Hitomi Asamiya's parents and various reasons, Beichuan Temple came to Shenzhu Village first.

"I have been in Daolu City for three days, and there are still five days left before I leave for spring break. In other words... Asamiya should be here in two days at the latest."

Beichuan Temple explained a sentence, and put Shilu into the backpack casually, intending to find a chance to use it poorly for Xi Jiutiao.

When Asamiya Yongshi heard this, he clapped his hands lightly, and the expression on his face showed a little reminiscence: "That is to say, I will see Hitomi again soon. Nine years have passed in a blink of an eye. I don't know her What does it look like now? Hitomi used to be very lively and cute."

It seems that because the resentment on his body has been completely eliminated, or it may be because the shackles of one of the soul-suppressing twins have been removed, Asamiya Yongshi's mood is obviously much more lively.

only--

What did Hitomi Asamiya look like?

Beichuan Temple was in a delicate mood.

Not confident, a little silly, good-looking, but too gloomy.

Seeing Asamiya Eiji's elated expression, Beichuan Temple just shook his head and didn't tell her all this.

One person and one ghost walked out of the underground palace.

Beichuan Temple pondered: "Miss Yongshi, your soul and body have been divided a lot, will this affect your own memory?"

Eternal Asamiya shook his head: "No, I have already said before that all the memories are locked deep in the soul body by me. I separate the soul body from the resentment and at the same time it will not harm the memory. When I think of something, I must let me see something familiar, otherwise the door of memory will not open."

"Really?" Beichuan Temple nodded and stopped asking.

Looking at the ancient but well-preserved buildings around, Beichuan Temple took out his mobile phone, adjusted the camera, and took these photos one by one.

He is still thinking about enriching the page of his Urban Ghost Story Agency, and he also likes to ignore some meaningless conversations of Asamiya Eiji.

But before Beichuan Temple took all the photos, Asamiya Eiji suddenly appeared from the side and snatched his mobile phone, his small face was full of surprise:

"What's this?"

Asamiya Eiji looked back and forth at the phone, and she was a little fascinated by the delicate and small page.

Beichuan Temple took the mobile phone back from her hand with a blank expression, and explained: "This is a mobile phone."

"Mobile phone?!" Asamiya Eiji covered her mouth a little, with a strong desire for knowledge shining in her crystal eyes, she said strangely: "But isn't a mobile phone that kind of thing? It has a thick body and can be flipped The kind—there are numbers like 123456789 in it, right?"

While she was talking, her little hands drew out the classic shape of a clamshell phone:

"The head of the family had a mobile phone before. I remember that a respected elder from the branch family brought the phone over. It is said that it is easier to contact after having a mobile phone - but I have heard from the head of the family that in this kind of mountainous area, the mobile phone is simply useless. There is no signal, and the phone is useless."

Asamiya Eiji shook his head with some sighs: "But the Patriarch always shows off his mobile phone to me, just like a child."

Beichuan Temple rubbed his temples.

It seems that no matter how isolated the village is, some useful tools can still be used.

He didn't bother to explain the difference between a clamshell phone and a smartphone to Asamiya Eiji, but continued: "This is a mobile phone."

"The world outside Shenzhu Village is very wide, and people are constantly developing and improving. The mobile phone you mentioned has long been eliminated by the times."

"Killed out..."

Asamiya Eiji's expression was a little touched.

Isn't that the case in Shenzhan Village?

This village has been standing still and maintaining the ancient tradition. As long as the ritual is useful, then don't think about other things.

If God stays in the shrine to continue to study the ritual, maybe he can also think about ways to improve the ritual, or maybe he can optimize the ritual?

At that time, will the Shenzhan Village still perish?

It's just that mentioning these things at this time is already a flower in the mirror, a moon in the water, meaningless.

Asamiya Eiji's ability to accept novelty is not weak. After feeling emotional, he asked Beichuan Temple to lend her the phone, as if trying to figure out how to use the smartphone——

But in fact that is impossible.

Watching her holding the phone with the golden air current, Beichuan Temple couldn't help twitching the corners of her mouth as she poked and poked on the screen of her phone with two long white and slender index fingers.

Most smartphones use capacitive screen sensing, and ghosts themselves are just human thoughts, so it is naturally impossible to be sensed.

Beichuan Temple shook his head, and glanced at his watch with the flashlight.

"It's past six o'clock."

He frowned and looked outside.

The winter sun had already set, and the dark sky shrouded it.

When the night fell, Beichuan Temple could clearly feel that the whole Asamiya Honke had become different.

Dangerous and weird, a sense of coldness lingered on Beichuan Temple, which lasted for a long time.

"It's already night." Asamiya Yongshi did not know when she came out from behind Beichuan Temple. She frowned and said, "Temple Monarch, you can rest between the coffins tonight. The palace family and the daytime are not the same concept."

"Not a concept?" Beichuan Temple looked back strangely.

"That's right." Asamiya Yongshi nodded with a serious expression: "When the night falls, the boundary between the secular world and the secluded world will be blurred—in fact, dusk is the time when the secluded world and the secluded world are closest... It's just that dusk is such a short time, it can't be compared with the long night."

Most people have heard of the saying that dusk is the magic time in Japan, but few people know the reason.

The reason why dusk is the time of encountering magic is because it is between day and night, when the sky is getting dark but not yet dark. At this time, people can naturally see some things that they cannot see normally.

"If dusk is the moment when the hidden world is closest to the real world, then the night in Shenzhu Village is the hidden world."

Asamiya Eisei looked at the opposite building.

As if in response to her words, the Asamiya house suddenly flickered with fire——

The flames rose in succession, as if someone was still living in Asamiya's house.

"These are the longings of the deceased... At night, some weak spirits can also manifest with the power of this longing..."

And Beichuan Temple also frowned when looking at the flickering flame.

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