I Was Reborn in Japan, and Opened the Unparalleled in the Supernatural Drama

The old man Qiao nodded happily, and flipped through the messy table, and found a thick book: "They should have come here from Kitaharima when the prefecture was abolished in China, but if you go forward Looking back, no one knows the detailed history of the clan..."

"The Kinugawa family should be a famous family, right?"

"No, the Kinugawa family made a living by raising silkworms. At first, the family's family was mediocre. Later, that family gradually made a fortune through silk reeling and weaving..."

Old Man Qiao told him more information, including the family history of the Kinugawa clan.

"Because this family is relatively wealthy, it has gradually grown in the local area and has little assets. However, because they are outsiders, they are hostile by the locals."

The old man Qiao continued: "In addition, few of the previous Patriarchs of the Kinugawa family lived past the age of forty, but the women who married into the clan always died early. The local people believe that this is a cursed clan."

Kinugawa Shima was born in such a family line. His mother died when he was born, and his father passed away when he was seven years old. He was quite lonely in his childhood, but he was lucky that he also inherited a huge family property.

After growing into a mature age, Kinugawa Shima lived in isolation, hoping to delve into his own interests. He read a lot, but his personality was mediocre, and he had few friends.

Most of his woodcuts are self-taught, so the style is different from that of contemporary masters, and the content of the carvings is also mainly absurd and bizarre. The Mohura series is his more famous works.

"It's just a pity... Now most of his works are lost, and few people collect them. It is said that he spent most of the time before his death on his last woodcarving work. There are several people who have corresponded with him. People, learned that he was carving a wood carving called 'The Black Madonna'..."

However, this is also the news that Kinugawa Shima mentioned occasionally. After the tragic death of their family, no one found the wood carving.

……

The chat with the old man is not long, after all, people of Qiao's age usually go to bed earlier.

"The time is... [-]:[-]? How long have I been asleep?"

The time displayed on the phone is [-]:[-] in the morning. He has never slept so late in the past. In recent days, his sleep time has been getting shorter and shorter, and the time to wake up is very fixed, basically at [-]:[-] in the morning about.

"too weird."

Fang Jing shook his head, he walked to the window and opened the curtains, the sky outside was dark on one side, with a half moon hidden in the clouds.

and many more!The moon... Now, is it really nine forty in the morning?

Chapter 80

　　The time on my mobile phone clearly shows that it is already past nine o'clock in the morning.

But when he opened the window, the moon hung in the sky outside the window, and he could also see lead-colored clouds.

... The night was also very dark. After the curtains were opened, the cool wind unique to the night blew in, making the indoor air colder.

This cool breeze did not blow away the restlessness in his heart, but made him even more unhappy.

"Could it be that there is something wrong with the time on my phone?"

The first thing he suspected was his mobile phone.

Feeling puzzled, Fang Jing opened the door and walked out of his room. His first thought was to find the clock at the top of the stairs to check the time.

But when he came to the stairs, he found that the clock did not swing, and the clock stopped completely.

It was as if time had stopped, the hour, minute, and second hands were all jammed, and the time on the vertical clock stopped at [-]:[-] in the morning.

"Three past three in the morning."

Fang Jing touched his chin, he took out his mobile phone, and checked the time again.

This time, he found another problem, the phone seemed to have no signal.

Did bad luck all collide?

He sighed, and walked from upstairs to the first floor. The large chandelier on the first floor was always on, but Fang Jing noticed that the door opened a gap, and a few muddy footprints walked all the way from the red carpet in front of the door. to central.

"In the middle of the night... has anyone come back?"

Fang Jing turned around, and his action scared a person behind him.

"It's you, Nishizuka."

Feng Ji's face was livid, he patted his chest, and let out a breath.

"It really freaked me out."

"Feel sorry!"

Fang Jing smiled helplessly.

"I came out to check the time, and the time on my phone is a bit wrong."

"..."

In an instant, Fang Jing noticed that Feng Ji's expression was also a little stiff, he swallowed his saliva, and looked into his eyes seriously.

"Nishizuka, what's the time on your phone?"

"It's past nine o'clock!"

Hearing his words, Feng Ji took out his mobile phone and showed him the time displayed on the screen.

The above time is almost synchronized with the time of his mobile phone.

"This...how is this possible?"

Fang Jing muttered something to himself, and he looked back at Feng Ji, both of them looked extremely dignified.