This Japanese Story Is Not Too Cold

It's raining.

Beichuan Temple glanced at the gloomy weather.

There are slender raindrops floating around the sky, forming a dense rain curtain, falling on the body to take away the body's temperature.

Lightning flashed in the sky from time to time, followed by a loud rumbling thunder.

The terrifying thunder even caused the ground under his feet to shudder.

Ignoring the rain curtain, Beichuan Temple propped up the umbrella and walked out of the school.

His figure was a little fuzzy in the rain, and soon disappeared on the other side of the street.

It's Wednesday, two o'clock in the afternoon, and the first class has just finished.

Even if the relationship between Okano Ryoko is supported there, Beichuan Temple did not violate the school rules and regulations. He had already greeted the principal to leave school before.

Because the weather is too vague and emptiness, there is no guarantee that it will rain on Saturdays and Sundays on weekends such as Saturdays and Sundays.

Recently, the rainy weather has also increased very empathetic.

But in fact, it is a period from March to April, and continuous spring rains are also quite normal.

Beichuan Temple first went home and changed a new set of clothes. The rain was too heavy and the umbrella was not very useful. His clothes were soaked.

After doing this, Kitagawa Temple put the items such as Poor Nishikujo and Kagura Bell into the backpack, and then put on the poncho.

"Let's go, poor."

Beichuan Temple wrapped the plastic poncho tightly, and then took another look at the pitiful Nishikujo, who also sewed himself a small red puppet poncho.

It seems that she is also ready.

next moment

The long-lost system's cold voice sounded in his head.

‘System reminder: The mansion in the heavy rain, the thoughts are constantly swaying. The cold rain and bluish-white corpses, the ugly human nature and the corpses of a child in a secret room all make you feel extremely scared. The horrible shadows follow you like shadows, the weird and twisted figures are trembling, but you know that fear has no effect. Under the emotions of anxiety, fear, worry, and fear, you have to take heavy steps, step by step. In the muddy mountain road, looking for the illusory Yuzhong Mansion, to find the history hidden in the dark'

‘Conditions for Mission Completion (1): Find clues from the past and understand the ceremony of corpses hidden under the orphanage (0/1). ’

‘Conditions for mission completion (2): Look for clues from the past, understand the specific actions of the children when they escaped and the respective fate of Jiuyuan, Xuezhu, and Changchuan (0/1). ’

‘Task reward: The host can upgrade the level of any kind spirit, or repair the consciousness of any sleeping kind spirit. ’

Ok?

After seeing the task reward, Beichuan Temple's expressionless face finally showed a slight fluctuation.

Mending the consciousness of the good spirits in arbitrary sleep?

Beichuan Temple took out the Kagura bell next to him.

On the golden surface of Kagura Bell, colorful halos swayed. Through these brilliance, it seemed that a certain girl in a kimono with cherry blossom petals could be seen falling asleep.

"Asamiya forever."

Beichuan Temple looked at the figure in it and raised his eyebrows slightly.

As the twin souls of the gods in the village forever, Ma Gong's spiritual strength is naturally not to be underestimated.

And she turned into a soul-attracting flower in the last time, acting as a bridge to transcend the wraith spirit into the gate of the Yellow Spring.

It is precisely because of this behavior that the Eternal Spirit Body of Asamiya was damaged, and he has not yet awakened.

And every time the spirit of Beichuan Temple is removed, Kagura Bell will always absorb a part of the grievances to nourish the Asamiya forever.

But Ma Gong Yongshi did not wake up at all.

It can also be seen from this that the strength of the spirit body of Asamiya Eternal Life is really strong.

At least one or two levels stronger than the poor Nishikujo.

Just by looking at it, Asamiya Eternal Life is a powerful thug.

That being the case, this time the mission of the Hall of Rain must be completed.

Beichuan Temple opened the door, wrapped the poncho tightly, and walked towards the station without hesitation.

After about thirty minutes, Beichuan Temple stood on the spacious mountain road again.

He heard the sound of rain falling in his ears.

With the sound of rain and the completely unclear scene in front, it seemed that the whole person was going to be lost.

If it's really what I guess

Beichuan Temple conceived his own ideas in his heart.

I want to see the mansion in the rain.

I want to enter the bright red mansion of Rain Museum.

The path of Rain Museum is deep and covered by heavy rain, so it is easy to be overlooked.

Beichuan Temple quickly and concisely sketched such a picture in his mind.

Amidst the heavy rain, a scarlet and gloomy mansion stood slightly far away. In front of him, a winding road spreads into the dense forest

Beichuan Temple opened his eyes again.

In front of him, there was a long, thin path winding towards the secret order.

The place that can be seen in the field of vision is the exquisite mansion building a little far away.

The cross standing on the pointed roof has been drenched by rain

Beichuan Temple glanced behind him subconsciously.

At some point, the retreat behind him has been cut off, and everything is shrouded in bottomless darkness.

Go ahead!

Beichuan Temple did not hesitate for a while, he moved his feet and walked towards the Museum of Rain.

Unlike the rain museum that I saw last time, this time rain museum has a unique courtyard.

The compound is surrounded by fine iron railings, roughly three to four meters in height.

The iron gate fell to the ground, and the untreated weeds grew on the ground, revealing a long-lasting atmosphere.

This may also be related to human consciousness.

Last time Beichuan Temple only wanted to find the future of Kamiya and Beichuan Eri, so there was no extra imagination.

Therefore, the whole orphanage building is bare, only the single building.

But this time is different.

Beichuan Temple spent energy to imagine this piece of architecture here.

Therefore, all the scenes of the orphanage were shown in front of him.

There is also a small fountain in front of the compound. In the center of the fountain is a statue of the Virgin Mary covered in white and snow.

At this time, the fountain was oozing black and stinky water, and the lower body of the holy Virgin Mary was flooded by the dirty black water, showing a feeling of depravity.

Beichuan Temple came to the side of the statue of the Virgin Mary.

On her arm, a line like this was left with a black mark: "Rain House Social Welfare Institute"

Seeing this line of words, Beichuan Temple couldn't help but shook his head.

He was about to withdraw his gaze, but realized that at some unknown time, a green and white child's body appeared slowly in the pool filled with black liquid.

This is a male child, wearing a spring long dress and trousers, his eyes tightly closed.

Beichuan Temple looked down and stopped on his belly.

The already pale abdomen was brutally torn open with a knife and nail. A dark area on the abdomen was apparently hollowed out.

Rumble! ! ! ! !

Lightning flashes!

Sen Leng's brilliance reflected Beichuan Temple's expressionless face, as well as the boy's young and miserable face.

That is

Beichuan Temple looked at the corpses that were constantly up and down in the fountain pool, and stretched out his hand as if he had found something.

Snapped! ! !

Qingbai's palm grabbed Beichuan Temple's wrist.

Under the gaze of Beichuan Temple, the boy's hollow and spiteful eyes opened in an instant! The dark mouth opened.

That screaming scream also penetrated into his eardrum!

then

Beichuan Temple's complexion held the boy's wrist in reverse, and his arm lifted his strength.

Bang!

Bang!

Bang!

Beichuan Temple held this wrist with both hands, and smashed the boy's ragged body against the hard stone pool again and again.

Beichuan Temple can even see the stupefied and sluggish expression on the face of the boy who was lifted and smashed by himself.

After a while, the boy made a miserable and unbearable cry.

Hearing this voice, Beichuan Temple did not stop, but instead used even greater strength.

With a click, the boy resentment fell heavily to the ground.

It's not that Beichuan Temple didn't want to continue falling, but that the boy's body was in poor condition. After being tossed and thrown by Beichuan Temple like this, the child's squeamish arms were of course unable to withstand it, and he tore it off.

Rumble! ! !

Lei Guang reflected the boy's look of fear.

In front of him is Beichuan Temple, which is in the back of thunder light.

The thunder light only showed the outline of his tall and cold body.

Under the gaze of the boy's resentful spirit, Beichuan Temple put his severed hand aside with expressionless face, and approached him step by step, and his voice without emotion rang.

"Come."

"let me see"

The pointed roof is like a grinning mouth.

A miserable cry came from the dilapidated compound.

Like a curse, lasting for a long time

"Jiuyuan, Xuezhu, and Changchuan don't seem to be one of them." Beichuan Temple looked at the name tag on the side of the other's clothes and shook his head gently.

He found a sewn name strip near the other's neckline.

But unfortunately, this little child is not the three of the mission objectives.

The child’s name is Zhong Juci, the abdomen was excavated, all the internal organs were taken out, and the other parts were intact

It should be considered intact.

Beichuan Temple glanced at the scattered pieces of corpse he had beaten, and put the name slip in his pocket.

This time the task is different, it is biased towards collecting information clues of the characters to infer what happened in the beginning.

For important information such as the name bar, Beichuan Temple will naturally not be left behind.

Beichuan Temple glanced at the Yuzhiguan in front of him, and walked directly to the entrance of the mansion without stopping.

The door that was destroyed last time has been repaired by itself.

But Beichuan Temple did not care about this kind of thing.

After all, things in the spiritual realm will indeed repair themselves to maintain their original appearance.

He reached out and pushed the door.

Accompanied by the unpleasant sound of "quack quack", the gate was pushed open by Beichuan Temple.

It was also a rare time that he didn't have to use violence to open the door.

But when Beichuan Temple's body completely entered the Rain Pavilion, the door behind it closed with a bang.

This act of hurriedly closing the door was like worrying about the escape of Beichuan Temple.

Beichuan Temple pretended to inadvertently pull the sliding door.

Well, it's locked up.

He nodded in satisfaction, took off his poncho, and then thought about the next route.

The next place to go is nothing more than four places.

One is the children’s dormitory, and the other two are where the office staff of the orphanage live and work.

The last place is the dean's room where the dean of the orphanage is located.

After all, it is only in these places that some clues to the actions of the dean and Jiuyuan, Xuezhu, and Changchuan were found in the original escape.

As Jingu Mu said, they were only nine years old at that time, and the oldest "Jiu Yuan" was only twelve years old.

These children must have some thinking and planning to figure out how to escape from the Hall of Rain.

In the process, there may be some handwritten notes and communication items.

And investigating those things, to find the children's dormitory is undoubtedly the wisest choice.

Beichuan Temple has plans.

And just as he was about to start looking for it, Poor Nishikujo suddenly jumped on his head and grabbed the roots of his hair with his chubby arms.

"What's the matter?" Beichuan Temple asked Poor Nishikujo from the top of his head, watching her fluttering.

Nishikujo's pitiful round arm pointed to the right.

On the right side of the entrance of this mansion building, there is a dark passage.

Beichuan Temple also saw this passage at the beginning.

It's just that the dining room canteen is on the left of this passage, which looks like a kitchen, so Beichuan Temple ignores this passage.

But Nishikujo asked him to come over and take a look

This little guy will not aimlessly.

Beichuan Temple put her into the neckline again, after thinking about it, he put the engineer's shovel in his hand and walked towards the passage.

The passage is about five to six meters in length, with picture frames hanging on the left and right sides, and the contents of the picture frames are mostly religious paintings.

It didn't take much time for Beichuan Temple to enter it.

It turns out that this passage is not a passage to the kitchen as Beichuan Temple imagined.

After walking through the passage, what you see in Beichuan Temple is a small office.

There are large and small record books on the desktop.

In this pile of records, Beichuan Temple sharply saw a dormitory number and a list of registered personnel.

Poor Nishikujo didn't know when he had come out of Beichuan Temple's neckline, and at the same time he stretched out his chubby hand to pat Beichuan Temple's face, as if he wanted him to praise himself.

"Good job."

Beichuan Temple poked her in the face with his hand, and praised it frankly.

After receiving the compliment from Beichuan Temple, Nishikujo's poor and small body happily turned a forward somersault on the spot.

Standing firm this time, I must have gone through a lot of practice in private.

Beichuan Temple stopped paying attention to the pitiful Nishikujo, and instead brought the list of names.

Here are the staff changes in the orphanage and the names of the children in each dormitory.

I have to say that this time Poor Nishikujo really did a great job.

Getting this list in hand also saved Beichuan Temple a lot of time.

The next step is to find the names of Jiuyuan, Xuezhu, Changchuan, and Jingongmu from here.

As long as you find the names of these people, Beichuan Temple can save a lot of time looking for rooms one by one.

With such a mood, Beichuan Temple opened the cover of the book that has been fluffy, and it feels light and fluffy in his hands.