This Japanese Story Is Not Too Cold

Intuition tells Beichuan Temple that it is not an easy matter for Chiba Hotaru to talk to her. In order to prevent Beichuan Eri from continuing to be interested in ghost stories, Beichuan Temple directly sends Beichuan Eri to see the painting.

After all, cultivating one's sentiments is better than catching ghosts every day to fight and kill them.

Even now he has a bold guess.

Qianye Ying and Qianye Cang, the sisters, can see the location of the spirit body just like him.

If that's the case, then these sisters are native-born ability users.

From time to time, Beichuan Temple turned its gaze to Qianye Ying and Qianye Cang in front.

He subconsciously used his death energy.

Amidst the lingering lifelessness, Beichuan Temple saw the state of the two girls in front.

There is a light black air flow continuously overflowing from Chiba Hotaru and Chiba Cang.

Yes, unlike Master Haneda's kind-hearted golden airflow, Qianye Yingying and Qianye Cang continuously overflowed this pale black airflow.

This airflow gave Beichuan Temple the feeling of death energy on him, but to some extent, the airflow on the opponent's body did not seem to be completely transformed into death energy.

But in terms of nature, they are very close. If Beichuan Temple's basic death energy sensor hadn't been upgraded by the soul flower, he might not be able to easily distinguish the nature of the black air flow on the opponent.

As the elder sister, Chiba Yingying was more black than Chiba Cang.

The three of them walked to the reception room in a short while.

After Beichuan Temple was seated, Qianye Ying said slightly: "Actually, Cang told me about the incident on the Shinkansen. I apologize to Beichuan-kun for Cang's rudeness. I hope you don't care."

She took off her painter's hat, her pretty face full of regret.

Beside Qianye Ying, Qianye Cang's complexion changed, and he also bowed deeply to Beichuan Temple:

Beichuan Temple looked at her for a while before saying: "It's over."

Seeing that Beichuan Temple accepted their apology, Chiba Ying put on the painter's hat again, her crystal eyes shone with brilliance, and a light black air flow gushed out. She looked at Beichuan Temple and asked, "I don't know if Beichuan-kun has suffered recently. Lots of weird things?"

Well--

Beichuan Temple couldn't help blinking at the way the other party asked this question.

Isn't this a line I often say to others?

Qianxia Qianxue, Kamiya Mirai, Asamiya Hitomi...

Beichuan Temple remembered that he always started with this sentence.

And why the other party couldn't detect the dead energy on him even after using the light black airflow?

Is the power level of this kind of air flow lower than that of dead air?

Otherwise, this should not have happened.

Just as he was thinking, Qianye Ying said again: "To be honest, my sister Chiba Cang and I can see some things that ordinary people cannot see for some reasons—so maybe you won't believe it, Mr. Beichuan, right? "

"..." Beichuan Temple.

The more and more familiar lines made Beichuan Temple couldn't help but glance at Qianye Ying. He always felt that Qianye Ying had finished all the lines he wanted to say.

This is not much different from what he said when he wanted to get rid of resentment or resentful spirits.

After a while, Beichuan Temple, who was getting more and more weird, raised his head and said, "What exactly is Miss Ying trying to say?"

Is it possible that you will talk about exorcism for me next?

"If Mr. Beichuan believes, Cang and I should be able to help you."

Really?

The problem is that I don't need your help.

"..." Beichuan Temple was a little speechless.

what is this? A beautiful girl painter who works part-time as a spiritual master?

But Beichuan Temple also thought that the situation between himself and the other party seemed to be similar, and he was also a high school student doing some ghost talk work part-time——

Is this a bump into a colleague?

"No."

"Why don't you use it! If you are haunted by resentful spirits, Beichuan-kun, you might—"

Chiba Yingying's pretty face showed a look of anxiety.

Through her own ability, she could see that Beichuan Temple was entangled with all kinds of resentment, which was the complexion of a person with a catastrophic appearance.

But she's also a little weird.

Being entangled in such a huge resentment, why does this Beichuan Temple still have a flat face now.

According to the state of Beichuan Temple, even if he doesn't meet the vengeful spirits, some vengeful spirits will come to him on their own initiative, but why is he still acting like an ordinary person. Looking at his ruddy complexion and listening to his angry voice, it doesn't look like he has been entangled by resentful spirits for many years.

Her younger sister Chiba Cang had said before that this Beichuan Temple had the aura of being haunted by spirits. She looked at it and found that it was indeed the case.

Chiba Yingying was also a little confused.

Can't all those wraiths be torn apart by Mr. Beichuan, right?

She temporarily suppressed these confusions in her heart, and asked again: "Mr. Beichuan, what do you think of my paintings?"

"Very good." Beichuan Temple thought for a while and replied.

Chiba Yingying's paintings are indeed very good, and the composition is delicate, even Beichuan Temple, who doesn't know much about art, thinks it looks good.

Chiba Ying looked at Beichuan Temple, and continued: "Everything of human imagination is based on cognition. Whether it is gods, spirits, or hell, it is human beings who have cognition of this series of things in their brains. , can only imagine what I drew, Mr. Beichuan, does the Wraith I draw match your perception of the image of Wraith?"

Beichuan Temple nodded: "It's very close."

Beichuan Temple is someone who has seen wraiths, so he can naturally see that the wraiths in Chiba Yingying's paintings are very close to reality.

Although Qianyeying's paintings are all ordinary wraiths, they are enough.

After all, it is impossible for her to see the vengeful spirits of the martyrs of Xucha High School and the knife maiden like Beichuan Temple.

"I've seen those things, so...well."

Qianye Ying just wanted to continue persuading her, but her pretty face suddenly turned pale, as if recalling something from a long time ago, the light in her smart eyes dimmed rapidly.

She even retched a little.

"Sister!" It was obviously not the first time for Chiba Cang to deal with this kind of situation. She quickly took out the vomit bag placed behind the wheelchair, opened it and stuffed it into Chiba Ying's hand, while the other hand gently Patting Chiba Hotaru on the back.

She looked worried.

Looking at Qianye Ying's pale and weak face, Beichuan Temple finally realized.

It turned out that the person who talked to him just now was a sickly girl in a wheelchair.

To be honest, because Chiba Yingying was too strong and intelligent just now, Beichuan Temple subconsciously ignored the fact that the other party was physically deficient.

This is undoubtedly a peculiar girl.

Talking to her always subconsciously ignores her physical deficiencies.

"Miss Ying, are you okay?" Beichuan Temple asked.

"It's not a big problem." Chiba Ying nodded, and took several deep breaths before her complexion recovered.

She waved her hand to Qianye Cang, indicating that she was fine, and then looked at Beichuan Temple again: "Mr. Beichuan, maybe you still don't believe me now, but I can indeed see the abnormality on your body."

Qianye Ying took a look at Qianye Cang, nodded to her, and then slowly opened her mouth: "Twelve years ago, Cang and I asked our parents to drive to the countryside for a picnic... After that, there was a serious traffic accident. Mother's desperate protection...so she survived."

Chibakura wiped the tears from the corners of his eyes,

"My sister's legs were left with problems at that time, and now she can no longer stand up on her own."

It was undoubtedly a very cruel and bloody scene.

The dead bodies of their parents, the pungent smell of blood and corpses, the pain all over their bodies...all of these things Chiba Hotaru and Chiba Cang can't forget.

"It was also at that time that we began to see things that ordinary people cannot see."

Chiba Hotaru stroked around her eye sockets.

Death used to be so close to her, but when she completely escaped from the brink of death, she found that she was already different from ordinary people.

This inexplicable sense of perversion and the feeling of being out of place with her classmates made Chiba Yingying's primary school life extremely difficult to get through.

Can see spirits.

Who would believe such a thing?

The spirit bodies have different shapes, but they are all undoubtedly terrifying. Their terrifying shapes make Qianye Ying and Qianye Cang tremble.

The boundary between life and death is so thin in the world of her and her sister, as if she could touch another world just by reaching out her hand.

At that time, the Tsukishima family took them in temporarily.

During the adoption process, her younger sister Chiba Cang had to go to school, and Chiba Ying, who had inconvenient legs and feet, could only look for a new spiritual sustenance.

That is painting.

Draw the world as you see it.

Draw the line between life and death.

In that far away place, in the hidden world, what is there?

The things Chibakura draws are neither figure paintings nor landscape paintings, but paintings of the heart in her heart.

That's all.

As they grow older, Chiba Hotaru and Chiba Cang become independent from the Tsukishima family, but they still go to visit the Tsukishima family that adopted them every year.

"Uncle Yue Dao's kindness, I can't repay Uncle Yue Dao's ability, but at least I will remit money to Uncle Yue Dao's bank card every year... It's just that he calls back every time."

Qianye Ying smiled bitterly: "It is precisely because of the existence of good people like Lisha, Uncle Yuedao, and Auntie Yuedao that Cang and I survived."

"I think, since this ability to see through the boundary between life and death is in me and Cang, Uncle Yue Dao must also hope that I can use it to help others."

The relatives rolled their eyes, and they kicked themselves and their sister around like a bowling ball, and they were finally taken in by the Tsukishima family.

There are always good people in this world...

"I see."

After listening to Qianye Ying and Qianye Cang's narration, Beichuan Temple finally understood why the other party had such a strange ability.

It turned out that the other party had already been in contact with death when he was a child, and adapted to death, thus giving birth to the ability similar to death.

Sure enough, the world is so big, full of wonders.

"I and Cang really want to help you, Beichuan-kun, so I hope you can tell us if you still have that puppet, maybe it is that puppet that gave you such a fierce look."

"..." Beichuan Temple.

If the poor little guy heard this, he would probably jump on Chiba Yinger's head angrily.

But the other party is just caring about himself, and he doesn't have to put on such a posture of rejecting others thousands of miles away.

Besides, Qianye Ying and Qianye Cang have almost revealed their background in order to convince me that they have almost revealed their background. Beichuan Temple feels that it is not good to hide these two.

He pondered for a while, and said simply:

"It's not a matter of pity, Ms. Ying, please rest assured."

"Poor?" Qianye Cang and Qianye Ying were a little unresponsive.

"It's the puppet you've been talking about. Now she's a member of my family, not the vicious spirit body you mentioned. Don't worry."

Beichuan Temple explained.

"Beichuan-kun... you mean, you have communicated with the spirit body?" Chiba Cang on the side said incredulously.

She has never done this kind of thing.

After all, good spirits are extremely rare, and most spirit bodies are more or less contaminated with obsessions. Once obsessions explode, they will turn into resentment.

Chiba Hotaru tried to communicate, but it didn't work at all.

In this regard, she can only use the black energy on her body with her sister Chiba Cang to get rid of all those resentful spirits.

It's also fortunate that the two of them have never encountered any cruel, violent and powerful vengeful spirits, otherwise Beichuan Temple would not think that the black energy on them would be able to eliminate those vengeful spirits.

Seeing Qianye Ying and Qianye Cang's expressions of disbelief, Beichuan Temple spread out his palm in front of the two of them without thinking too much.

In it, a mass of pitch-black airflow is slowly flowing.

"This is—?" Chiba Ying widened her beautiful eyes, and looked at Beichuan Temple in disbelief.

As soon as the dark air flow appeared, the temperature in the room seemed to drop several degrees.

And...Looking at it this way, the jet-black airflow is like the airflow on her and Chibakura's body.

But she seemed to feel something was wrong.

It's just that Chiba Yingying couldn't tell what was wrong.

"I call this airflow dead air."

Beichuan Temple explained in a simple and understandable way.

"...death..." Chiba Cang muttered the word in astonishment, his black pupils were full of astonishment.

Beichuan Temple only showed the dead energy. As for the dead energy that had been fused with Zhuhuo, Beichuan Temple was not in a hurry to let the two of them know.

Beichuan Temple withdrew his hand and said, "It seems that we have almost the same abilities."

He already had some understanding of the 'death energy' in Qianye Cang and Qianye Ying.

The dead air on Qianye Cang and Qianye Ying feels more similar to the incomplete version of the 'dead air'.

The feeling of being light and fluttering is completely lacking in the solidity of lifelessness on his body.

"...Is...Is that so?" Chiba Yingying couldn't help but take another look at Beichuan Temple.

The black air flow in Beichuan Temple's hands is obviously more aggressive, and the feeling of flowing suddenly is many times more solid than their 'dead air'.

"Same as us..." Chiba Cang had obviously never experienced this kind of thing, her eyes were a little dull.

Like her own sister, she also felt the extraordinaryness of being killed by Beichuan Temple.

Originally, he thought that the other party needed their help, but he didn't expect that Beichuan Temple was a big boss and didn't need their help at all.

But then, what Beichuan Temple said again made the two of them upside down, as if they saw a ghost.

I saw Beichuan Temple asked coldly:

"If Miss Ying doesn't mind, I can show you your feet."

Look at your feet?

Is it possible that death qi can still have a therapeutic effect?

It's the first time I've met someone like Beichuansi after helping so many people.

Qianye Ying and Qianye Cang opened their mouths even more, and they couldn't even speak for a while.

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