This Japanese Story Is Not Too Cold

The space began to rumble again.

This symbolic shift made Beichuan Temple think of something. He walked out the door and immediately found that the small round table had changed.

The original cakes, small paper plates, and tea sets have all disappeared, leaving only a note on the table.

Beichuan Temple stretched out his hand to see what was recorded on this piece of paper.

But when I touched the piece of paper, countless thoughts and thoughts roared out of it, and countless pictures flashed quickly in front of Beichuan Temple.

Sitting on the stage, Hida Shina was wearing a white hunting suit with bright red lips.

Hida Kyoko who stood beside her raised her hands high.

Underneath are the believers who kneel down in darkness.

The light hit Hida's tiny body, making her look ruthless and indifferent.

The screen flashed.

This is the master bedroom of Hida's family who was just investigated by Kitagawa Temple. Hida Ann is sitting at the table looking at the company documents in his hand, frowning and looking in a bad mood.

Behind him, the young Hida Shinna was holding the stick figure he had drawn, standing in the shadows watching Hida Ann.

She seemed to want to say something, but in the end she still didn't say it.

The screen flashes again

It looked like Hida Mana’s room, with pale pink carpets, white wooden horse projection toys in the corner, a clean desk, and children’s bed.

Ding ding ding ding dong

The little wooden horse projection toy has been opened, the crisp and sweet nursery rhyme music sounded, and the white little wooden horse jumped up and down with a faint rhythm.

The projections of stars, circles, and triangles all over the room, looking like dreams and illusions.

In the middle of the room.

Hida Kyoko was holding Hida Shina, her voice sorrowful and sad: "Poor Shina, poor Shina."

Hida Mana leaned against Hida Kyoko's chest, biting her lower lip tightly, her eyes flickering, she didn't know what she was thinking.

Slowly, the body of the two of them was covered with blood.

The bright white brilliance became a cruel color like human blood.

The five-pointed star slowly became twisted and hideous.

The circle twisted and twitched, like a smiling human face.

The triangular projection is like a blood-stained eviscer, sharp, making people afraid to approach.

The crisp and melodious nursery rhyme music is elongated, accompanied by humming and unpleasant fricative sounds in the middle.

Elongated background

The scene goes back to the present.

The mirrored upside-down room still has a change in front of it.

The candles of the cake on the table have been extinguished, the green tea and milk have been knocked over, the smelly tea and the sour milk are mixed together, and people can't help but feel nauseous.

Beichuan Temple looked out the door consciously.

I don't know when, Hida Ann has been resurrected again. He stood at the door, but did not dare to come in. He could only look at Beichuan Temple with a dull and resentful look.

Since it is impossible to enter, Beichuan Temple will not waste physical energy to control him.

Beichuan Temple picked up the piece of paper in his hand and cast his eyes up.

The blood-red character jumped into his eyes.

"Dad killed me, father killed mother."

"But nothing matters."

"Because we are a family."

"We are a family."

"A family forever and ever."

The distorted and frantic handwriting could not wait for the paper to die in half and leave it on it.

Beichuan Temple put down the piece of paper in his hand and looked to the innermost room as if he had noticed it.

At some point, the mirror barrier in the innermost room had disappeared, and the door was open.

Beichuan Temple put the paper in his pocket, ignoring Hida's behind, and walked inside.

This is a little girl's room.

Pink carpet.

Little white horse projection toy.

Small desk.

Children's bed.

Small wardrobe.

It has already reached this point, and Beichuan Temple will naturally no longer hesitate.

He stood in the room, looking around, hoping to find something.

But before he could find anything, Nishikujo pitifully scratched Beichuan Temple's face and stretched out his chubby fingers to change the wardrobe.

"Huh? Is there anything in it?"

Nishikujo nodded pitifully, confirming Beichuan Temple's guess.

Beichuan Temple opened the small closet.

There are many clothes worn by little girls.

Skirts, down jackets, autumn clothes,

But Beichuan Temple was not interested in these at all, he reached out his hand to remove the clothes, and only then found out.

On the inner panel of the closet, there are handwritings written in dark crayons.

At the moment when he came into contact with these black crayon writings, Beichuan Temple felt a lot of things rushed into his mind.

The voice of the immature little girl sounded ghostly in her ears.

"It was a night, the night of my tenth birthday."

"The TV at home is broken, and it has always been in a state of blurry screen."

"Mom called, and someone will fix the TV soon."

"We put candles in the cake."

"I have prepared my father's favorite black tea."

"Green tea and milk are all ready."

"then"

The tone of the memory was interrupted and replaced by an incomprehensible tone of resentment.

The cold voice was like a maggot gradually climbing up the rotting corpse.

"Dad killed me."

"Dad killed mom."

"Dad didn't kill himself."

Beichuan Temple's eyes flickered and looked behind him.

Unconsciously, the little wooden horse toy in the room began to spin again.

Accompanied by elongated and strange horror music, the projection was opened.

The crimson light pressed down.

A sharp five-pointed star.

The weird twisted circle.

Sharp triangles.

Grumblingly on the wall, across the face of Beichuan Temple.

In this environment, Beichuan Temple saw the little girl holding the ball in her hand and constantly tapping.

Bang, bang, bang.

The ball made a dull noise when it touched the ground.

Bang!

The ball was pinched in the hands of a little girl in a white dress.

The music stopped, the little wooden horse turned into fragments and burst to the ground, the children’s bed was covered with dust again, the bright windows became tattered, and the ground was full of the corpses of some small animals.

"Big brother."

A bleak and euphemistic tone sounded.

The little girl's **** eyes looked directly at Beichuan Temple, and her pale little face had an indescribable expression of pitiful expression:

"I just want to live with Mom and Dad forever"

"Can't it?"

"Big brother?"

She squeezed the ball in her hand tightly, and under the cold gaze of Beichuan Temple, her body trembled slightly.

Beichuan Temple was silent.

The little girl looks like this, as long as she is a caring person, it is estimated that she will not be shot at her, right?

Beichuan Temple is also a caring person, so he

Beichuan Temple stepped back, and his other hand was shining with cold brilliance, and he cut back sharply!

As if he could pierce the air, he stabbed fiercely into the resentful spirit behind him.

This is a short-haired female resentful spirit.

Her pale face was distorted, black liquid dripped from the edge of her mouth, and her sharp fingers were facing the head of Beichuan Temple, which was only one step away from it.

Zi Zi Zi Zi

The smell of burning came out of its body again, Beichuan Temple simply pulled Kending out, and pulled it over with the other hand, carrying Kending in his right hand.

Along with this understatement, the opponent's head was thrown high.

The headless spirit body fell, and the Hida on the opposite side was shocked.

"You seem to have some ability to shield Kagura Bell's perception." Beichuan Temple shook Kanakura full of black liquid.

The jet of black blood was thrown on the ground, pulling out a hideous trace.

Beichuan Temple was standing in the backlight, and the expression of the whole person seemed to be a little unclear.

In fact, Kitagawa Temple has never believed in Hida Shina.

No matter how miserable her life is, Beichuan Temple has never believed her.

After all, Hida Shinna would pull people into the spiritual realm and kill them mercilessly.

Even if she did have some good aspects of human beings in her lifetime, they have all disappeared.

Standing in front of Beichuan Temple was just a resentful spirit.

In the face of resentful spirits, what Beichuan Temple needs to do is

Kending had a cold light flashing between his fingers, Hida Mana shuddered just by looking at it.

It seems that she does retain human wisdom.

But after all, Xin Xing is just a little girl, and can only carry out some crappy sneak attacks.

Under Beichuanji's gaze, Hida Shina's expression became distorted.

She gave a shrill cry and was about to blend into the wall and escape.

but

Zi Zi Zi.

The scorching smell came out again, and Hida Mana realized that his room was unknowingly covered by Beichuan Temple.

That's why Hida is really a child's character.

Beichuan Temple secretly shook his head.

Beichuan Temple, who already had a certain understanding of her inability to behave like a ghost, would definitely not let her escape so easily this time.

From the moment he stepped into this room, Beichuan Temple had already covered the entire wall of the room with death air in secret.

The ceiling, walls, and windows were all covered with lifeless air, and Hida Mana couldn't leave as easily as before.

As long as Hida Mana appeared, everything was over.

Hida Mana wanted to win sympathy, and Kitagawa Temple was also preparing for the exorcism.

This was the original plan of Beichuan Temple.

According to Kitagawa Temple's observations, Hida Shina doesn't seem to have much combat effectiveness.

Her difficulty lies in the control of Hemu Apartment in the mirror.

Hida Shin was able to create a mirror surface that blocked and fixed, and could also conceal the aura of other resentful spirits. Had it not been for the pitiful Nishikujo to remind Beichuan Temple silently, maybe he would really know how to say it.

Patter.

The ball slipped from the palm of Hida Shina's hand, and black tears gushed out of her eyes as a resentful spirit.

"Don't"

She stepped back and looked at Beichuan Temple, who was carrying a knife, with a horrified face.

"I really don't want to die"

Seeing her appearance, Beichuan Temple was unmoved, he walked over step by step.

Hida Mana kept backing away, then fell to the ground.

Behind her, there is a wall covered with lifelessness, and in front of her is the expressionless Beichuan Temple.

She stared at Beichuan Temple and yelled bitterly:

"Why?! Why are they all true?"

"Mom holds Zhenna and cries every day, but Zhenna knows that her eyes are always only at father."

"But Dad works every day, every day, every day!"

She kept tearing at her hair with both hands.

Her hair was pulled off along with her scalp, her palms were covered with jet black liquid, her eyes turned abnormally, and her voice was a little dull.

"The Thousand Mirrors Freemasonry Association has been established. Dad should be happy, right?"

"That's really the leader."

"Praise me again, Dad"

Patter.

Beichuan Temple stood firm, and Jianding in his hand raised high.

Hida closed his eyes subconsciously, and he was full of resentment towards the world until after his death.

Feiyu really didn't have a complete childhood.

Hida Mana was just one person from the beginning to the end.

In the end, it is necessary to continue walking alone.

I hate my mother, in her eyes, I will never see my shadow.

I hate my dad. I hate the official duties that he can never finish. I don't even have time to hug me.

I hate greedy believers.

I

Many thoughts tumbling in the spirit body.

It is strange that the dagger of Beichuan Temple has not fallen yet.

Hida Manna opened his eyes.

I found a person lying next to Beichuan Temple, struggling to crawl towards her.

With lenses inserted in his head, the middle-aged man's face has been completely deformed.

"father"

Hida's body trembled.

She can control most of the Wraiths in the Hemu Apartment, and can also use the Hemu Apartment to resurrect the Wraiths.

Similarly, as long as the resentful spirit staying in Hemu's apartment, he should obey her orders.

Hida Shinna has always resented his father, and he did not allow him as a resentful spirit to step into this family. If he enters Hida's family, his spiritual body will be peeled off layer by layer.

but

The pitch-black liquid oozes from his eye sockets, and Hida Mana looks at his father who has turned into a resentful spirit.

As he stepped into this home, his deformed face was **** and bloody, and his eyes were hanging out.

The legs have melted in half.

There were dazzling black bloodstains on the floor.

The sizzling sound is endless, and the deformed voice indicates how much pain this resentful spirit is suffering.

Even so, he kept crawling towards Hida Mana.

Beichuan Temple stood still, and my heart was a little touched.

As mentioned earlier, all parts of this room are covered by lifeless air, including the doorway.

That is the natural enemy of the resentful spirit.

Looking at Hida's current state, it is enough to explain a lot of problems.

Human thoughts, there is such a powerful force?

Jian set a meal in Beichuan Temple's hand, and then he turned his hand and put it under his hand, watching all this silently.

Under Hida's face full of black tears, Hida Ann, who tried her best, finally came to her.

"Ahhh"

Hida Ann has lost his language ability.

He can only stretch out his palm that dissolves half of it like wax oil.

"Dad" Hida Mana struggled to move her body over.

Hida Ann's palm rested on Hida Shina's head.

He gently rubbed Hida Shina’s head, and then he wanted to stretch out another arm that had almost disappeared.

Hida Ann seemed to want to hug Hida Shina.

however

This time, the palm of the hand was never lifted.

Hida An's spirit body, which had completely dissolved since the lower body, stopped moving and fell to the ground.

that moment

Hida Mana really yelled out heartbreakingly.

But no matter what she was yelling, Hida Ann could no longer hear her.

This time, his spirit body really dissipated.