This Japanese Story Is Not Too Cold

The shrine is rejecting Asamiya Eiji?

Beichuan Temple withdrew from the Shenmu Forest with Asamiya Eiji, who was trembling violently, and asked at the same time, "What does it mean that the shrine is rejecting you?"

As soon as she left Shenmu Forest, Asamiya Yongshi's complexion improved a lot, and she said weakly:

"It literally means, I don't know why, the closer I get to the location where the god resides in the shrine, the less my spiritual body can continue. If I go further up, my spiritual body may collapse."

Beichuan Temple took a pitiful look at Xi Kujo.

Nishi Kujo nodded pitifully at him.

Eiji Asamiya did not lie.

But the same Beichuan Temple can also see from Asamiya Eiji's reaction that the Kamizu Shrine is not far away.

Either in the Shenmu Forest, or through the Shenmu Forest.

Going back like this is really a bit of a half-baked feeling.

Thinking of this, Beichuan Temple no longer hesitated, and turned to Asamiya Eiji:

"Miss Yongshi, you should go back to Asamiya's house first."

"..." Asamiya remained silent forever.

But she nodded quickly: "I understand, Monarch Si. I wish you prosperity in martial arts."

Asamiya Yongshi has been extremely intelligent since she was a child. She understands that it would be absolutely irrational for her to stay in the perilous Shenzhan Mountain as a good spirit. Forcibly following Beichuan Temple will only drag him back and become a burden.

"Well. I'll just go up and have a look." Beichuan Temple nodded, bid farewell to Asamiya Eiji, and went to explore the depths of Shenmu Forest again.

Standing at the entrance of Shenmu Forest again, feeling the increasingly strong cold wind, Beichuan Temple wrapped his clothes tightly and walked inward.

Obviously, the forest path in Shenmu Forest should have been abandoned for a long time, but the two sides of the road are unexpectedly clean, no weeds have grown, and the neatly paved stone bricks are only covered with green moss. Somewhat slippery.

Beichuan Temple continued to walk inward, and not long after, a faint ray of resentment was found on the other side of the road.

"That's...?" Beichuan Temple was very familiar with this kind of resentment.

The things that the resentful spirits left behind in their lifetime, or afterimages, will leave behind this trace of black mist-like resentment.

According to this strand of resentment, Beichuan Temple left the trail and came to the other side of Shenzhu Mountain.

Seen from here, the first waterfall of Quanyuan was at the foot, and the thing entwined with black resentment was also taken into the hands of Beichuan Temple.

It was a torn note.

This note seems to have been kept here for a long time, but because of the protection of resentment, the overall preservation is relatively good.

Beichuan Temple looked at the font above.

I saw it said so.

'Spiritual Realm, the god resides in the mountain. '

‘The so-called spiritual realm, literally understood, is the place that connects the wraiths and the underworld. According to the ancient city records of Daolu City and the descendants of the survivors, I have visited here several times. '

‘A few times, as an outsider, I was discovered by the villagers in God’s residence, and I was almost hacked by them with thallium knives. '

‘According to legend, Shenzhu Mountain is an excellent place for the shrine to enshrine beliefs as a spiritual realm, and similarly, as a spiritual realm, I don’t know how many people have hidden from the gods, and these people can’t even find their remains. '

‘Those who have the idea of ​​wanting to die will be hidden by the ghosts and gods of misfortune as soon as they step into the mountains, and will be trapped in the hidden world forever and ever. '

‘I...why do I keep investigating here? Obviously under such a threat. '

'I've long since forgotten why. '

‘Is it because the folk culture of Shenzhu Village deeply attracted me? '

‘Or is it purely to satisfy my curiosity? '

'No...I did it for...for her...'

'But...the mountain...the mountain is getting closer. I can't not come...'

The neat handwriting is blurred at the bottom.

"This is...?"

Beichuan Temple flipped through the incomplete diary investigation repeatedly, and his mind skipped a beat.

"Isn't this the record left by Mr. Kinoshita Yui back then?"

The lower right corner of the folklore news basically has the author's signature.

And the person who wrote the report about Shenzhan Village was Yu Kinoshita.

It seems that Mr. Kinoshita Yui was threatened by the Asamiya family back then. Maybe it was because the report was written, and someone came to the door specially, right?

"It's no wonder that the report of the god stationed in the village ended like that."

There are also deep-seated reasons for this.

But since part of the diary investigation is left here, it means that there may be other...

The cold and dead air in Beichuan Temple's eyes was churning.

With the help of dead energy, the entire field of vision seemed to change color.

In this state, Beichuan Temple clearly saw another ray of black resentment.

Beichuan Temple followed the ray of resentment and came to the depths of the dense forest.

Neatly lying on the grass in front of him was a piece of paper protected by resentment.

Beichuan Temple picked it up.

The familiar neat handwriting came into view.

"Sure enough, it's the second diary investigation!" A gleam of light flashed in Beichuan Temple's black eyes, and he hastily unfolded them, looking over:

'Spiritual Realm, where God resides in the mountain (2). '

'Shenzhu Mountain is a place connecting to the underworld, I have confirmed it. '

‘It’s been three days since I came to Shenzhu Mountain, and the food stored is almost gone, and the people in the shrine seem to have found me. '

'Perhaps tomorrow I will be discovered? But those things don't matter anymore. '

'I saw my dead wife here... that's enough. '

'Hezi...I have something I want to tell you no matter what...I gave everything for this, but I have no regrets. '

'The mountains are calling to me, but I can no longer hear them. '

'Cause I'm rotten rotten rotten rotten rotten rot rot rot rot rot rot...'

The last few lines were written in a mess like a curse, and the frantic handwriting was no longer clear.

Beichuan Temple was watching intently, but suddenly took two steps backwards, his body's lifeless energy emerged, his waist exerted force, and he slammed into his back suddenly!

Boom! ! ! !

There was a terrifying sound, and Beichuan Temple looked back.

A man with rotten body and eyeballs hanging around his sockets was staring at Beichuan Temple with his unique 'sight'.

His chest was dented by the iron mountain of Beichuan Temple, but even so, he still stood there full of resentment.

"Kinoshita Knot."

Beichuan Temple was expressionless.

The other party's intrusive appearance and terrifying appearance did not have any frightening effect on him at all.

He just watched Kinoshita's miserable end and shook his head.

In the final analysis, this person was the one who gave him the first clue to the village of God.

If possible, Beichuan Temple wanted him to be saved without pain.

Thinking of this, Kitagawa Temple took out Kanesada and said with a serious but expressionless expression:

"I want to help you."