This Japanese Story Is Not Too Cold

After Shenzhu Rina stretched out his hand, he walked slowly towards the corridor on the right.

She looked like she was leading the way for Beichuan Temple.

Since the other party dared to lead the way, Beichuan Temple had no reason to shrink back.

After all, the strength of God in Rina is only a junior high-level wraith. Although it is close to the middle-level wraith, it is still a bit short. For the current Beichuan Temple, such a wraith does not pose much threat at all. .

As long as it can't be killed by one blow, Beichuan Temple's death energy treatment has a lot of room for maneuver.

This is the benefit of lighting up the skill branch of death treatment, at least it can meet the need of the physical body to start a group, and you don't have to worry about being afraid of being injured and affecting your actions.

Beichuan Temple followed the pace of Kamizu Rina, and at the next fork in the road, Kamizu Rina pointed to the left.

It's an unremarkable dead end there.

This dead end made Beichuan Temple feel a deep sense of disobedience.

There is no need for such a design here. The dead end protruding from the house is simply a waste of building materials and is useless at all.

But God's leading the way in Rina and the inexplicable sense of disobedience just show that there is something hidden here.

Could it be that this is where the underground palace is located?

Shenzhu Rina drifted away again and disappeared.

Beichuan Temple failed to understand the thoughts of this Wraith Wraith.

But now the entrance to the underground palace may be in front of us...

Beichuan Temple walked over, squatted down, and the handle of the flashlight lightly tapped on the wooden floor.

Bang bang bang, bang bang bang—

At the third vertical wooden board that was counted, Beichuan Temple clearly heard a different voice.

"Although the entire wooden floor is hollow, the sound of this place is obviously different, that is to say, the depth of the excavation is different..."

Kitagawa Temple will take Kanesada Hengnai, and simply and neatly cut an irregular square with a length of 50 cm and a width of 50 cm.

Under the light of the flashlight, the dark tunnel was illuminated, and Beichuan Temple could clearly see the stone steps winding downwards in a semi-arc.

The underground palace!

Beichuan Temple's subordinates kept moving, and they simply lifted the access floor.

The edge of the access floor has traces of being rubbed by thin steel wires. I think the way to open the underground palace at the time of Lai Shenzhu's home was to enclose the thin steel wires, put them on the edge of the access floor along the floor gap, and pull it up to the other side.

In order to avoid the situation that it could not be opened after the cover was closed, Beichuan Temple simply kicked the access floor to pieces, and then touched down with a flashlight.

The underground palace has accumulated some accumulated water due to no one cleaning the stone steps for a long time. When walking in Beichuan Temple, you can clearly hear the sound of water dripping down the ceiling of the underground palace.

The more you go down the circular stone steps, the more serious the dampness will be.

The columnar light of the flashlight reflected many small puddles above the stone steps.

And it may be because of the arc staircase, the more you walk, the more oppressive the surrounding atmosphere becomes.

The entire underground palace gave Beichuan Temple an uncomfortable feeling.

Although the underground palace makes people feel unpleasant, the air inside is unexpectedly clean.

Probably the vents hidden elsewhere are still working now.

Beichuan Temple continued to walk down without thinking.

After walking the stone steps for about three minutes, Beichuan Temple came to a circular stone cave.

In the middle of the cave is a stone tablet stacked upwards.

Beichuan Temple shone the light of the flashlight upwards.

The names on the steles all start with God, and only looking at the names, they are basically female names.

Is this... a burial place or a place of worship?

Among the dozens of steles of different sizes, Beichuan Temple found a familiar name.

God stays in Mazi.

"Shenzhu Mazi...one of the soul-suppressing twins who died after the ritual of purging and taking blood..."

Shenzhu Asako is the soul-suppressing twin of the Showa period in the same era as Asamiya Toko.

Most of the steles are filled with women's names.

So can it be considered that this is the place where the taboo-violating and filthy Twins of Soul Requiem are buried?

Beichuan Temple's eyes skipped over the group of steles and looked back.

The corridor is divided into three.

Each one is extremely dark, making people feel an indescribable horror.

Beichuan Temple took a look at Xi Kutiao, and found that she was still sluggish, so he chose the corridor on the right that was closest to him.

The corridor is very deep, and there are braziers tied to each supporting wooden pillar, and there are still some debris of combustible materials in it.

Beichuan Temple continued to feel inside.

"here it is..."

At the end of the corridor is a room.

The room was sealed with a long fence door, and white cinnabar charms were pasted on the door.

The color of the charm has faded.

Through the fence gate, Beichuan Temple can see the scene inside.

This is a room with low ceilings.

A rancid smell came from it.

A blood-stained long wooden table was placed in the middle, and the black blood stains gave people a depressing feeling.

All kinds of knives and chains are hung on the side walls.

The knife hadn't been cleaned, and the bloodstain on the edge that should have been shining had turned black, and Beichuan Temple could feel the deep resentment lingering on it just by scanning it.

Beichuan Temple opened the gate covered with spells.

It may be that the time has passed for too long, and the spell has no effect at all. Beichuan Temple just pulled the door open lightly.

But his stepping forward suddenly froze.

In front of the long table, Rina's filthy figure reappeared.

Her neck was stretched abnormally at 90°, and her yellowed eyeballs turned to look at Beichuan Temple.

After a while, the short knife in Shenzhu Rina's hand turned into resentment and dissipated, holding a corner of the hemp sleeve with both hands.

I don't know how many years have passed, and this corner of the sleeve has long been turned into a piece of rag.

She was still the same, she didn't show any signs of attacking Beichuan Temple, her twisted and deformed hands just held the sleeve of the sackcloth, and walked towards Beichuan Temple step by step.

ah... ah——

Black liquid squeezed out of Rina's throat, and the broken syllables also came out.

Beichuan Temple frowned: "You mean to let me take the sleeves?"

Kamizu Rina had indeed been tightly clutching Asaoka Shi's sleeve when he died.

Is it torn off a piece?

The dead air subconsciously appeared in the eyes of Beichuan Temple.

Under Dead Qi's observation, a circle of black air rose above the sleeve.

It's like the black air gathered by Xi Kutiao when he was in the atrium.

If he had the same ability as the dead spirit that Nishi Kujo poorly gave him, and could see the past——

Then maybe you can learn something from a long time ago from this sleeve.

If there are some clues that are useful to me now...

Beichuansi compared the risks and benefits back and forth in his mind, and couldn't make a decision for a while.