This Japanese Story Is Not Too Cold

The next day, Beichuan Temple first went to Chiba Yingying with Beichuan Eri.

Although today is not a treatment day every two days, the dead energy has already merged into more than half of Chiba Yingying's legs after one day, and the dead energy can be used for treatment again.

While being treated, Beichuan Temple told Chiba Yingying and Beichuan Eri who was drawing a picture that he might go out for a few days.

"Senior Beichuan, are you going to deal with the four-player hide-and-seek game?" Qianye Ying, who could barely stand up, asked.

"Almost." Beichuan Temple withdrew his palm and continued, "So I don't think I have time to continue treating Ms. Ying in the past few days."

After Qianyeying heard this, she just smiled and said understandingly: "I also want to thank Senior Beichuan for treating me. Since Senior Beichuan has something to do, of course I have no reason to stop you."

Before Beichuan Temple could reply, Beichuan Eri, who was still drawing on the other side, moved her ears and called out in a surprised tone:

"Brother Si, are you going on a long trip again?"

Beichuan Temple went out twice last month, once to Yashan City and once to Ibaraki Prefecture, and now he is going out again.

This frequency is a bit too frequent.

Although Iwate Prefecture and Ibaraki Prefecture are not too far away...but every time Kitagawa Temple goes out, it takes a long time.

And just as Beichuan Eri was muttering in his heart, Beichuan Temple spoke again:

"I have some things to deal with. You have to be obedient and don't make Ms. Ying worry too much while I'm away."

"...I see."

Feeling the other party's gaze, Kitagawa Eri shrank her neck.

After roughly talking about his arrangements, Beichuan Temple bid farewell to Sister Chiba.

Originally, Beichuan Temple planned to visit Raito Castle after reading all "The Lost Mikawa", but with the help of Mirai Kamiya, this process was omitted.

And Yue Daoxian had already notified Beichuan Temple last night, and now he only needs to go to Raihucheng's house.

 …

Raitojo lived in a villa area in Chiyoda District, and it didn't take long to go from Chiba's house to the other party's house.

About fifteen minutes later, Beichuan Temple stopped in front of a mansion.

The whole mansion is in a Japanese style, with a sloping roof, white walls and black short columns, judging from the layout of the building, there should be side yards between the mansions.

The owner who lives here is also very sentimental, with bamboo fences, bluestone slabs, and a small field beside it, with a small triangular fence inserted in the ridge.

Beichuan Temple stopped, took out his mobile phone, and dialed the number of Raito Castle that Tsukishima Tsuruto left behind.

The phone was connected after only one ring, as if the other party had been standing by the microphone all along.

A deep middle-aged voice came from the other side of the phone:

"Hello? That one?"

"I'm Beichuan Temple. Teacher Tsukishima introduced me to visit Teacher Laihu. I'm already downstairs."

There was a brief silence on the other side of the phone, and it took a long time before he spoke:

"Come in."

The spacious door opened with a sound, and a cool breath escaped from it.

Beichuan Temple looked up and found a middle-aged man standing by the door.

The middle-aged man wore black-rimmed glasses, was tall and pale, and looked like a dead person.

He looked at Beichuan Temple, put down his phone, and said coldly, "Come in."

With that said, he turned around and entered the room.

Beichuan Temple looked at the back of the other party thoughtfully, and his heart moved slightly.

The other party has obviously stayed by the cat's eyes and stared at him for a long time. What kind of habit is this?

Could it be a quirk of his famous author?

But being so neurotic...is it really a habit?

Beichuan Temple just thought about it for a while, but didn't say anything. He pulled his backpack over his shoulder and walked into the house.

"I'm Laihucheng."

The middle-aged man stretched out his hand, meaning to shake Beichuan Temple, but his tone was too blunt, giving people a feeling of deliberately finding fault.

"Beichuan Temple."

Bei Chuansi reached out his hand and shook the other party, and only then was he able to observe the other party's complexion at close range.

Laihucheng is a refined middle-aged man, but his complexion is very bad, as if he has not slept well for many days, while his complexion is pale and blue, there are also thick dark circles around the eye sockets.

The moment Beichuan Temple touched the opponent's palm, he felt as if he was holding an ice cube, and the warmth was instantly expelled.

"Mr. Beichuan, you can walk around the living room and take a look around. I'm still writing a novel, and I'll come to entertain you later." Lai Hucheng said in a blunt tone, yawning while speaking.

After leaving these words, Lai Hucheng turned around and went upstairs to the study, leaving only Beichuan Temple standing in the entrance.

It seems that this Laihucheng is not welcoming him for the time being.

only--

Beichuan Temple's eyes flickered.

When shaking hands just now, Beichuan Temple clearly saw the bluish-purple finger marks on the other party's wrist, like a child's.

In other words, the famous author Lai Hucheng was also cursed.

And Lai Hucheng's complexion is probably because he often sees children's wraiths.

Being entangled in resentment will naturally lead to poor sleep quality, and the same symptoms of rage and anxiety as Kobayashi Kiyoi.

From this point of view, the other party is still willing to receive him in this state, probably because of Tsukishima Tsurushi's face.

After figuring this out, Beichuan Temple didn't care and started to visit around.

This is a relatively new Japanese-style mansion with wooden floors in the corridor, and paintings of various contemporary painters are hung on the corridor.

Among these various paintings, Beichuan Temple even found the paintings of Chiba Yingying.

It was a painting about children.

Falling into hell, a child who symbolizes life, is entangled and eaten by resentful spirits.

Beichuan Temple looked at it for a while and then walked towards the living room.

Although Raihucheng told him to visit casually, Beichuan Temple also knew that it was just a simple social rhetoric.

The decoration of the living room is relatively simple, as long as the color is black and white, black sofa, vermilion white walls, black and white landscape walls and bookshelves.

Outside the living room, there is a stylish side yard. There is a small shallow pond in the side yard. The inside is empty, and no fish are raised yet.

In the corner of the living room, Beichuan Temple finally discovered the source of the chill in the mansion.

The bottom of the circular glass tank holds a pile of half-melted ice cubes, and the ice water overflows the bottom of the circular tank.

Ice cubes and ice water robbed the air temperature all the time.

The strange chill permeated the mansion, which made Beichuan Temple feel a little uncomfortable.

Could this also be considered a quirk of the author?

Beichuan Temple wanted to go over to see the specific situation, but the voice of Raihucheng came from behind:

"Mr. Beichuan, I advise you to stop, because they are afraid of the cold."

'They' are afraid of the cold?

Who does 'they' refer to? What does 'they' refer to?

Beichuan Temple turned around: "What are 'they'?"

Laihucheng came from behind, coughed twice and served tea to Beichuan Temple, motioning him to sit down.

His face became paler, but his voice was very clear: "I saw it just now, Mr. Beichuan, you should also be entangled by 'they'."

Laihucheng rolled up his sleeves while talking, revealing the blue-purple finger marks, he continued: "I thought that the person introduced by Senior Tsukishima just wanted to know about my writing process, but I just saw Mr. Beichuan When I saw the purple finger marks on my wrist, I probably understood the reason why Mr. Beichuan came to the door."

When he shook hands with Beichuan Temple at the porch just now, he saw the purple finger marks on Beichuan Temple's wrist, and he naturally understood the reason why the other party came to visit.

Perhaps it was because he went up to think about it for a while, and thought that Beichuan Temple had the same experience as him, so his original cold attitude changed a lot, at least not like ignoring him at the beginning.

"I really want to know what happened in Yuchuan town before." Beichuan Temple didn't hide anything about this kind of thing.

"...I understand." Lai Hucheng took a sip of tea, and then said: "I can understand Mr. Beichuan's meaning, but I also want to tell you that "The Lost Royal River" was created by me unintentionally. "

"I moved to live in Tokyo from Mikawa more than ten years ago. Last year, I returned to live in the small town of Michuan for a period of time. I accidentally discovered the case of child abduction and disappearance. After that, I combined with the people of Michuan According to some accounts, this "The Lost Royal River" was created in this way. I never thought that that four-player hide-and-seek game would actually attract curses."

"So, Mr. Beichuan, it is undoubtedly difficult for you to obtain information from me—"

As he said that, he smiled self-deprecatingly: "Look, haven't I also been cursed? It was also a coincidence that Mr. Beichuan came here, otherwise I would have planned to return to Yuchuan to find a way to break the curse."

This is true.

If Laihu City knew the way to break the curse, it would naturally not let the curse go unnoticed and let it develop to this day.

After Beichuan Temple pondered for a moment, he said again: "But I still have something to ask Mr. Laihu."

"Please tell me."

"Since you don't know how to break the curse, Mr. Laihu, how do you know that ice cubes can suppress those children's wraiths?"

Hearing this question, Lai Hucheng didn't mean to hide it at all. He said: "The case of missing and abducting children happened in winter. According to the newspaper, it was the coldest time in January, and at that time There have been rumors that 'children are afraid of the cold'."

"According to the local saying in Yuchuan, the spirits will be afraid of the season when they die, because the special weather will evoke the memory of their tragic death. I used ice to create an atmosphere that the winter has not yet passed, so it is safe until now, similar to I still have many containers in the form of ice cubes scattered around the house."

"But now the weather is getting warmer every day, and spring is coming. This method of storing a large amount of ice may not be useful soon... This is why I want to go back to Yuchuan to find a way to break the curse."

Raito Castle also wants to return to Mikawa?

This is a great opportunity.

Beichuan Temple thought calmly.

As a famous writer who has portrayed Mikawa, Raito Castle will definitely be welcomed when he returns, and he will definitely have a great say. Maybe he can investigate the truth that was left behind in the past.

If such a powerful helper could be brought in, at least Beichuan Temple would not have to worry about trivial matters anymore.

Thinking about this, Beichuan Temple said: "To be honest, Mr. Laito, I also want to find a chance to go to Yuchuan. After all, I am also cursed now, and the situation is similar to yours."

"Really?" Lai Hucheng had a look of welcome on his face: "If that's the case, I can go with Mr. Beichuan, and the two of us can take care of each other."

"Then when do we set off?" Beichuan Temple asked again.

"Naturally, the sooner this kind of thing happens, the better. As I said before, if it wasn't for Mr. Beichuan and you, Senior Tuoyue Island, who called me this time, I guess I'm about to leave."

Raitojo seems to respect Tsukishima Tsururu, a senior in the literary world, very much. When he is mentioned, a touch of respect naturally appears on his face.

Seeing his appearance, Beichuan Temple just nodded and said: "If, as Mr. Laihu said, it is better to hit the sun than choose the day, we can set off for Kanagawa County today."

Well--

Lai Hucheng, who was still talking freely, suddenly got stuck.

He looked at Beichuan Temple with a strange expression.

Raihucheng thought he was in a hurry, but what he didn't expect was that Beichuan Temple was even more anxious than him, and asked to go to Kanagawa Prefecture today.

But Kanagawa Prefecture is very close to Tokyo, and it doesn’t take long to get there by car, but after arriving in Kanagawa, you have to go to Tanzawa Mountains.

That area is already remote, and it will take some time to drive there.

But since Beichuan Temple said so...

Lai Hucheng was silent for a while, nodded and said: "I understand, since Mr. Beichuan is impatient, then I have no reason to refuse - and I don't have much inspiration for the new book recently. It's good to go to Yuchuan to see the situation in advance."

"Is Mr. Laito still concentrating on the creation behind "The Lost Mikawa"?" Kitagawa Temple asked curiously.

He also saw media reports on the Internet that Raitojo is actively preparing for a new work recently, and the new work is about the sequel to "The Lost Royal River".

Raito smiled and affirmed Beichuan Temple's thoughts: "At the end of my novel, the male protagonist survived. What I want to write is about the story after he survived, which is about urban men and women holding four The story after the hide-and-seek game, and the hero of the previous game is used as an introduction, something like a cursed scratch appears in this game."

He paused for a moment while speaking, his eyes were a little deep: "After all... some things really cannot be forgotten, forgotten tragedies are not called tragedies. I don't want my hero to be diluted by the next work, and his existence may Indispensable."

Lai Hucheng touched his head a little embarrassedly and said: "Ah, anyway, I still have to work hard. Recently, my train of thought is often out of gear, and I lack inspiration."

Beichuan Temple feels the same way about this.

Since the last Sanmu Doll Abandoned Factory incident, he has been in a state of no skill points, and he spent 10 skill points yesterday to upgrade the spirit dagger to one level. Only the last 2.5 skill points are left as a guarantee, which is indeed a bit stretched.

He is eager to achieve the purpose of obtaining skill points by 'helping' the wraiths.

Happy Mid-Autumn Festival everyone. By the way... Be careful that someone is watching you from behind...

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