This Japanese Story Is Not Too Cold

Beichuan Temple silently looked at the broken lenses on the floor, and felt that this scene was as if he had seen it there.

"Escaped?"

Beichuan Temple picked up the sharp lenses on the ground, his eyes flickered for a moment, and then turned his head to look at the rest of the room.

The longhouse room remains the same as before, without any changes.

but

Where are the students and Chiba Kura?

Even if he died here, there should be a corpse.

But this long house was empty, and there was no trace of blood except for the footprints on the ground.

As if everyone had evaporated out of thin air.

There is only one argument that will cause this result.

"Spirit realm." Beichuan Temple muttered to himself, raising his head to look around.

Yes, Chiba Cang protected everyone, and then lost contact, presumably being pulled into the spiritual realm, so before he had time to say anything, he directly lost contact with Chiba Hotaru.

So the most important thing now is to find the entrance to the spiritual realm.

Mirror in "Mirror Apartment"

Beichuan Temple came to the small round mirror on the ground. More precisely, he picked up the small round mirror and looked at the open space occupied by the small round mirror just now.

From the ground occupied by this round mirror, it was distorted and spreading resentment outward.

"Sure enough, here."

Use the mirror as a bridge to temporarily communicate the spiritual realm with reality.

Beichuan Temple took a deep breath, his lifeless hands stretched out flat

This is a deserted apartment.

The rusty iron gate, the air-conditioned small courtyard, and the black stains on the walls as thick as a human shadow.

The sky will be dark, as if the color will fade away from the general gray world

Composed of these elements, the dilapidated three-story apartment looks gloomy and terrifying from a distance.

The three boys looked around pale.

They held Chiba Kura, whose body was chopped off, and looked around with trepidation.

If Beichuan Temple is here, it is estimated that there will be a touch of surprise.

Because these three people are acquaintances.

Only the graduation ceremony will be held to bid farewell to Masayoshi Hase from Jingbei High School and Naoya Seki and Kazuto Ikegami who have just been promoted to the third grade.

These three people can be regarded as the little brothers that Beichuan Temple has been accepting in Beijing North High School. The Nakamura construction incident caused by the stitching of grievances in the factory not long ago was also inquired for themselves by them.

Behind the scenes, Naoya Seki and the others were maliciously called by many students as "the three doglegs under the hands of the devil."

They know this kind of thing, but they don't bother to care about these junior students.

What the schoolboys said is that facts are one thing, and the other is because the next season is also the season of entering a higher school. They have to work hard to get a better and better short-term college.

They originally wanted to celebrate for the graduating Madam Hase, so they thought of this kind of bad idea and broken way to celebrate the other side's departure from Jingbei, leaving the control of the Great Demon King.

As a result, the Great Demon King hadn't escaped from his control, and he felt like he was going to die in this place.

But the ceremony was going on well, but the moment everyone looked in the mirror turned around. When they woke up and reacted, they had already reached this completely enclosed apartment building.

The apartment is almost the same as the description in the ghost talk "The Apartment in the Mirror".

"Will we Hase really die here?" Seki Naoya's face turned pale, anxious about the unknown destiny that is coming next.

Kazuto Ikegami supported Chiba Kura, who was looking scarce and bloody, and stammered: "What should I do now, Miss Kura can't help us temporarily."

"Speaking of what that guy is! I have never seen that kind of thing!" Masayoshi Hase was also a little broken, and he regretted playing this game even more in his heart.

When they came to this place, they assembled at Chiba Kura’s proposal. As they moved forward, they saw a man

A huge lens was inserted directly into the top of the man's skull, and the face that had been divided by the sharp lens was even more distorted and terrifying.

According to physiological common sense, a person with a lens inserted vertically into his brain will definitely die.

But this terrifying man is different.

The jet-black liquid fell to the ground from the purplish-smelling wound on his forehead.

Neither the steel pipe nor the glass spikes on the ground could cause him the slightest damage. Only the black energy collected between Chiba Cang's fingers could cause some damage to him.

But that was only causing harm to the man. He directly brandished the blood-stained kitchen knife in his hand and rushed over, slashing Chiba Cang.

Fortunately, Naoya Seki saw the opportunity quickly, and while Chiba Kura caused some harm to the man, he carried her up and ran all the way.

Otherwise, Chiba Cang would really be hacked to death by the opponent directly in this place.

Now the four of them are hiding in a tattered, dim, and inadequately ventilated apartment room.

The surrounding suddenly fell into dead silence, which made people shudder.

"Calm down." Chiba Kura was breathing heavily, the bright blood seeping out and dyeing Chishang Kazuto's clothes red, she was sitting on the ground by Chishang Kazuto, and said with a certain tone: "Don't worry, it must be , Someone will definitely come to save us."

She covered the chopped part of her abdomen with the palm of her hand, and the pain made her unable to move at all.

The three people who listened to her were even more complicated, and they didn't know how to say it.

Who else can save them at this time?

Either be hacked to death by the kitchen knife man, or get rid of the opponent, there is no other way.

But Chiba Kura, the only one on his side that can be called combat effectiveness, fell, and things had developed to a state that couldn't be worse.

At this time, Chiba Kura actually hoped that someone could come to save himself and others? This kind of inexplicable optimism made Ikegami Kazuto incomprehensible, so they couldn't answer.

"Who is Ms. Cang so confident about?" Masato Hase murmured while peering at the corridor outside.

"That person, speaking of it, you should know each other too."

"We know each other?" Naoya Seki and the others looked over without understanding.

Chiba Kura's face turned paler, she squeezed the air into her lungs, and then said; "Senior Beichuan Beichuan Temple, you should know?"

Beichuan Temple? Senior?

Isn't this the big devil?

Who doesn't know this?

Chishang Kazuto's face was shocked: "Could Ms. Nakura want to say, Big Brother Beichuan is the one who came to save us?"

That Beichuan Temple?

Save people?

Thinking back to the days when he was under the Great Demon King, Ikegami Kazuto only felt that the skin on his body was itchy, and it seemed that he would feel uncomfortable if he didn't eat the other side's meal.

This is definitely a mental illness.

Mental illness forced out by Beichuan Temple.

The other Machito Hase and Naoya Seki were even more surprised: "Ms. Cang is talking about the Great Demon King of Kitagawa from Kitagawa Temple North of Beijing?"

"I don't know why you call Senior Beichuan the Great Demon King." Chiba Cangqiang said with a smile: "In fact, he is a very good person, and he must be skilled in dealing with this situation."

""Saki Naoya, Ikegami Kazuto, and Machito Hase looked at each other.

But soon there was a glimmer of hope in the hearts of the three of them.

Regardless of whether the Beichuan Temple person is good or not, he is indeed very powerful. A person can press more than 50 bad beatings without breathing, and he has become the biggest bad student in Bunkyo District.

Although these titles were imposed on Beichuan Temple by others, it can be seen from these points that Beichuan Temple is very powerful.

If Beichuan Temple comes to help

How can Naoya Seki and the others don't seem to have more roots and backbones?

And when they were thinking, footsteps suddenly sounded from the top of the stairs.

Accompanied by the heavy footsteps, their hearts beat rapidly.

Patter.

Patter.

Patter.

Masato Hase held his breath, holding the rusty broken steel pipe in his hand, and winked at Kazuto Ikegami and Naoya Seki on one side.

Kazuto Ikegami and Naoya Seki tiptoed to the door.

Kazuto Ikegami was holding a rusty fruit knife that he didn't know where he had touched, while Naoya Seki held a steel bar.

The three men looked at the door as if they were facing an enemy.

Patter

As if he sensed something wrong here, the sound of footsteps stopped right at the door.

Naoya Seki and their heartbeats mentioned the most, and the three of them almost rushed out without composing themselves to fight each other to death and death.

But they finally held back.

The person standing outside the door seemed to have disappeared.

The surroundings fell into dead silence again.

The piercing silence caused Naoya Seki and the others to get goose bumps.

Giggle

Kazuto Chishang was so scared that his teeth began to collide with each other, and his hand holding the fruit knife trembled slightly.

If there hasn't been any movement for so long, maybe the other party has actually left, right?

Obviously knowing that his guess is actually just comforting in his heart, but some people inevitably have a fluke mentality in their hearts.

At the moment when everyone breathed a sigh of relief.

The door was pushed open, and a figure stood at the door.

The tight bodies of the three people standing on both sides of the door and in the front finally vented out.

They slammed the contents of their hands against the latter's body fiercely.

next moment

The figure kicked Chishang and Ren with one foot, and with a twist of his wrist, he grasped the steel pipes and steel bars smashed at him, and then the arm drove the force, and instantly brought the two to the ground.

It's like babies challenging giants, they have no backhand at all.

Seki Naoya and the others are desperate.

Is it possible that people like yourself are really going to die here?

The combat effectiveness of the two sides is not proportional at all.

Just when they had given up in despair, Chiba Kura suddenly spoke as if seeing a savior; "Senior Kitagawa?!"

what? !

Seki Naoya and the others opened their mouths, and turned their heads stiffly like leaking robots.

I saw Beichuan Temple with a cold face standing by the door, looking at them.

The Great Demon King of Beichuan and Beichuan is here?

He actually came?

"Yeah." Beichuan Temple nodded simply, while frowning at the surrounding environment.

I have to say that there is dust all over it, plus it is dim and tattered, it is not a good place at all.

"Big Brother Beichuan!"

Suddenly someone screamed like that.

This familiar voice attracted the attention of Beichuan Temple, and he lowered his gaze.

On his right, Masato Hase is looking at him.

"Hanggu?" Beichuan Temple turned his sights again.

Sure enough, he saw Naoya Seki, Ikegami Kazuto here again.

Each of the three difficult brothers was ashamed, and it seemed that they were really badly hit by Beichuan Temple just now.

"Were the three of you attacking me just now?" Beichuan Temple asked.

"Uh, we don't know either"

Who knew you were standing outside the door?

Madam Hase was a little wronged.

He and others were not beaten by the kitchen knife resentful man, but were beaten badly by Beichuan Temple.

It seems that if you want to summon the Great Demon King, you still have to eat him.

They couldn't help but think.

Beichuan Temple was too lazy to take care of their careful thoughts, he just sighed in his heart.

These three guys were really vicious, either poke their eyes or slap the yin, they really targeted the fragile parts of the human body.

He walked to Chiba Kura: "Don't move, I'll treat you."

"Okay, I'm going to trouble Senior Beichuan this time too." Chiba Cang was not hypocritical.

If it's because of her that the team's travel time is dragged down, that would be too great a crime.

Beichuan Temple pressed his palms on her flanks.

There is a deep wound there.

Under the gazes of Madam Hase and their incomparable surprise, a dark mist flashed between the five fingers of Beichuan Temple.

This black mist is different from the black air of Chiba Cang, just looking at it, I feel the wisps of chill lingering on my body and cannot be dispelled.

The wound healed slowly under their gaze, and finally it was as smooth as ever.

"What is this?!" Naoya Seki and the others were a little dumbfounded.

It's no wonder that Beichuan Temple can sit on the position of the biggest bad guy in the Beijing area. It turns out that he is not a normal person!

Beichuan Temple asked, "Why are you so embarrassed?"

"" Chishang Kazuto was a little aggrieved and wanted to tell Beichuan Temple that they hadn't been so downhearted until just now, but when he thought of Beichuan Temple's method just now, he witty turned to another topic: "Big Brother Beichuan, you don't know this The place is really evil. There was a man who should have died just now!"

Ikegami Kazuto made a human head in the air.

"He is holding a blood-stained kitchen knife in his hand, and a lens is inserted upright on his already deformed and distorted head."

At this point, Chishang Kazuto was so sick that he almost vomited out, but he still resisted the nausea and said everything.

"Do you know? Just pierced out his brain! But he can still walk, run and jump! If it weren't for Miss Cang, the three of us would have died here long ago."

"Is it more like the one behind you?"

Beichuan Temple suddenly asked.

Kazuto Ikegami turned his head in wonder.

The head of the terrifying man caught his sight.

He turned his head and shouted at Beichuan Temple as if he had found a treasure: "This is it! Looks exactly like this! Me"

Suddenly he seemed to realize something was wrong.

Why does it feel a bit wrong?

"Big Brother Beichuan, save me!"

Ikegami Kazuto burst out crying hopelessly.