This Japanese Story Is Not Too Cold

Chapter 142 Silly Hitomi Asamiya (Seventh Change)

A gray light flashed, and Beichuan Temple saw the first scene.

It is a place connected by thick shimenawa ropes and filled with black water.

There is a round platform floating in the middle, and there are four straight wooden paths that can directly reach the round platform.

The round platform is divided into two halves, one half is engraved with the pattern of white chrysanthemum, and the other half is patterned with the mysterious and coquettish flower in the shrine.

In the middle of the stone surface, there is a circular mysterious pattern engraved on it, which seems to be stained with blood.

Rather than saying that it is some kind of mysterious pattern, it is better to say that it is a deeply engraved blood groove.

The round platform is surrounded by large pillars. From some of the exposed and damaged pillars, Beichuan Temple seems to be able to see pale arms hanging out feebly. The wooden surface of the pillars has a strange black dew.

From the perspective of Beichuan Temple, you can still see the double-opened ancient stone gates facing the screen.

The whole scene looks depressing and crazy.

From a blurred perspective, it seemed that something could be seen floating on the pitch-black water.

Beichuan Temple was refreshed, and just when he was about to hold his breath and concentrate on watching, the screen suddenly flashed and jumped to the next scene.

The next scene is night.

The villagers walked up the mountain silently wearing rain gear.

It was raining heavily that night, and lightning rumbled across the sky, illuminating every villager's silent expression like a walking corpse.

At the forefront of the line, a priest walked solemnly forward step by step, holding the blue garrison fire that could not be extinguished by the heavy rain.

The white light flickered again.

This time it's a shaky perspective.

It seemed that Kinoshita Yume was running.

The scene this time is very familiar, and Beichuan Temple has already discovered that this is the Shenmu forest he once walked through.

The densely packed Shilian ropes that make any intensive phobia sick, and the towering trees that look like coffins, make people feel unhappy when they see it.

Accompanied by a burst of violent shaking and cries of pain, Beichuan Temple could clearly see the blood pouring out.

Kinoshita was panting violently, and finally barely escaped from the knife of the villager who lived there.

The so-called thallium knife is actually a hatchet with a sickle-like hook in the front and a thick blade.

"The first two paragraphs may have been secretly recorded by Kinoshita Yu...but the latter ones..."

Beichuan Temple is more inclined to pour the resentment of Yu Kinoshita before his death into the video tape, adding this last paragraph to it.

And it can also be seen from here, how persistent this Kinoshita knot is to Shenzhucun.

The portable video tape recorder was invented very late, and the article published by Kinoshita Yume was thirty or forty years ago.

In other words, this Kinoshita Yubao spent more than 30 years exploring the secrets of Shenzhan Village.

There are only a few thirty years in life.

From youth to adulthood to middle-aged...

In the end, his body rotted and died in Shenzhu Mountain.

Beichuan Temple could understand this man.

He left the following statement in his investigation:

'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. '

Going deep into the mountain where the god resides, just to see his wife from the gate of the underworld, even if he is threatened by the villagers and high-ranking officials, his body will rot, and his integration with the mountain has never wavered.

For such a tough guy, Beichuan Temple couldn't think of any words other than respect.

He was able to make such a detailed investigation of Shenzhu Mountain because of his precious information.

Beichuan Temple thought that this kindness could not be repaid.

After that, Beichuan Temple watched the video tape several times.

But every time he came to the scene where there were things floating on the pool that he was most concerned about, there would always be a gray light flashing.

Beichuan Temple rubbed his eyes and gave up the idea of ​​continuing to read.

If he guessed correctly, the scene in the first act should be the place where the sacrificial ceremony took place.

The blood tank is prepared for the blood flow of the soul-suppressing twins.

"Then the one floating on the water is the soul-attracting flower...?"

Beichuan Temple thought about it, and then shook his head.

He hasn't figured out these things yet, so he can't jump to conclusions yet.

This can only be regarded as an inference at best.

As for the second scene, it should be a ceremony called "Shape of the Mountain".

For a team of that size, once it encounters a mudslide, it will indeed end in total annihilation.

This also shows that Beichuan Temple's previous judgment was not wrong.

He put the video tape back in his arms, greeted Hirasaka Ichiro and headed back to the hotel.

Upon returning to the hotel, Beichuan Temple spread out the quilt and fell asleep like this.

As for Xi Kujo being poor?

She turned on the TV again and imitated the movements of the aerobics program on it.

But Beichuan Temple didn't care about her, just told her to turn down her voice a little, and don't make too much noise.

And so the night passed.

Between five and six in the morning, Beichuan Temple woke up on time.

The quality of sleep this time was very good, and Beichuan Temple only felt that the feeling of weakness after the heavy rain yesterday had completely faded away.

He went out to exercise as usual, came back and had a good breakfast, and finally went to the station to wait for Hitomi Asamiya at about 8:30.

It was nine o'clock in a short while, and Beichuan Temple, who was sitting in the ring chair outside the station, received a call from Hitomi Asamiya.

"Hello? Monarch? I've arrived. Which hotel are you in?"

Asamiya Hitomi's voice sounded weak, as if worried that calling Beichuan Temple so early would cause him trouble.

Beichuan Temple didn't care, he simply replied:

"I've been waiting for you outside the station for half an hour. You can see the ring chair when you come out, and I'm right there."

"Ah... yes, I'm sorry!" Hitomi Asamiya apologized when she heard that Beichuan Temple had been waiting for half an hour.

At the same time, Beichuan Temple could still hear the sound of human bodies colliding from the other end of the phone.

Immediately afterwards, Asamiya Hitomi apologized to the others in a hurry:

"No, I'm very sorry! I caused you trouble. I'm very sorry!"

It is estimated that she bowed subconsciously and accidentally bumped into someone else.

Asamiya Hitomi is still like this, from her current performance, Beichuan Temple can't see the slightest bit of weird feeling when she was a child.

He waited in front of the station for about five minutes, and then he saw a confused girl standing at the exit of the station.

She was carrying a small suitcase, and she thought it should be clothes or something.

Seeing Hitomi Asamiya's worrying appearance, Beichuan Temple couldn't help but shook his head, stood up and waved to her.

"Ah, classmate Beichuan!"

Hitomi Asamiya, who was still searching around, saw Beichuan Temple, and she dragged her suitcase and ran over from the exit, panting.

Seeing her like this, Beichuan Temple couldn't help but feel a little worried.

This is basically the look of a drag oil bottle.

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