This Japanese Story Is Not Too Cold

Beichuan Temple eventually gave up collecting the resident fire.

At least not to make fire now.

the reason is simple.

It is recorded in the instrument of the fire instrument that the standing fire cannot be extinguished.

This sentence was repeatedly emphasized on the note three times, and even a fool could smell the unusual smell.

If the resident fire is taken and the suppressed misfortune suddenly erupts, wouldn't it be worth the loss?

As long as the mission this time is over, Beichuan Temple can still come back to collect the resident fire, he does not need to take such a big risk for something that must be his own.

Beichuan Temple calmly suppressed the restlessness in his heart, and after searching around to no avail, he withdrew from the side hall where the fire was stored.

Looking from the long bridge, there are no other rooms in the surrounding area except the room where the fire is stored.

But if you look in the direction of the shrine main hall from here, you can see the buildings spreading backwards.

This entire shrine is like a water palace like Itsukushima Shrine.

That should be the scene behind the other two wooden doors that he didn't investigate.

After figuring this out, Beichuan Temple returned to the main shrine and walked to the second wooden door on the left.

After spending a lot of effort to open it, the familiar Changqiao sewage scene appeared in front of Beichuan Temple.

Not far in front of him was a standard shrine building, but it was much smaller than the storage hall that was stationed on the fire just now.

Beichuan Temple stepped forward and opened the door first without saying a word.

The vermilion-white walls are black-scarred, the red cylinders, and the crunchy wooden boards.

This room looks like a room for the rituals of witches, and it is filled with instruments such as shakuhachi and taiko drums.

Next to the other door in the room, there is also a huge altar wall enshrined with a Kagura bell wrapped with a red knot.

The red knot was so strangely red that it made people shudder.

Candlesticks were placed on both sides of the altar, and the candlelight was swaying slightly.

The entire room was unexpectedly clean. If it weren't for the walls to be damaged and blackened everywhere, Beichuan Temple would have thought it was an ordinary shrine room.

Beichuan Temple carried a flashlight and scanned around, finally his eyes rested on the Kagura bell that enshrines the main seat.

There was black resentment radiating from it.

There are many Kagura bells in this room, but only this one is specially enshrined in this place.

Beichuan Temple stretched out his hand to Kagura Bell.

At that moment, there seemed to be some kind of memory flowing into his mind.

Beichuan Temple stood in a strange scene.

This scene is a certain underground palace, the ceiling is not high, giving people a sense of depression, in the center of the underground palace is placed a long blood-stained table, the long table is tied with a chain of a young man wearing a sackcloth kimono with a hideous face and bulging eyes people.

Under him, the blood had solidified for a long time, and the mosquitoes lingered around his bluish-white skin.

Looks like this, the young man has been dead for a long time.

At this time, there was a crisp unlocking sound in the quiet underground palace.

A woman wearing a red and white witch costume holding a Kagura bell opened the door and ran in quickly.

The witch has long hair and a soft face.

But this softness turned into panic and sadness when he saw the young man who had lost his voice lying on the long table.

She slammed her mouth tightly, tears falling from the side of her eyes.

But even so, she still didn't dare to make a sound.

It seems that as long as there is a big movement, it will be known by anyone.

The witch rushed to the young man, and the corpse smell passed through the linen, but she clenched the young man's sleeve tightly and refused to let go.

She was so painful and sobbed quietly.

After a while, the painful witch whispered quietly:

"Shen Zhushan is the closest place to Huangquan."

"Death is also another kind of survival."

"Wait for me, Chi."

Beichuan Temple stood quietly behind her, watching her next movement.

The maiden tremblingly took out a short knife from her arms.

Looking at the smooth surface of the blade, and then at the deadly young man on the table, the shivering movement of the shrine maiden stopped, and she put down the Kagura bell religiously, as if performing some kind of ritual, put the short knife on the smooth neck.

Wrist hard!

The blade face was completely immersed in the neck, and most of it was cut in.

Puff

The blood poured out in large quantities instantly.

The Miko's white palms dragged a short knife and hung weakly, she half-prone next to the table, her mouth moved.

"Ahhhhhhh"

But the broken vocal cords were not enough to support her in speaking out.

The blood dyed the robe of the shrine maiden, the Kagura bell was also dyed red, and the knot that symbolized purity was also dyed red.

From Beichuan Temple's perspective, the dead Miko's wide-eyed eyes were staring at him unblinkingly.

Watching him deeply.

When Beichuan Temple turned his anger, he pulled back his consciousness from the memory.

He looked thoughtfully at Kagura Bell in his hand.

That should be the memory of the witch before her death.

That thick resentment was all lodged on this Kagura Bell, so that anyone who touched it would be drawn into that illusion.

Beichuan Temple subconsciously swept towards the offering wall.

Under the Kagura bell is also a wooden box with charming flowers.

Beichuan Temple took the wooden box and opened it.

Inside are placed instruments wrapped around a string.

‘Marriage ceremony, the legend of Kagura bell. ’

‘There is a young man who passed the wedding ceremony and fell in love with the shrine maiden of God’s home. ’

‘In order to maintain the family’s blood, the young man was captured and brought into the underground palace and then killed, but the maidens of the gods in the family have a certain inspiration ability. ’

‘The maiden of the gods discovered this through her inspiration ability. During an important ceremony, she secretly obtained the keys to the underground palace while everyone was away, and then committed suicide with a short knife in the underground palace. ’

‘When I arrived, only Kagura Bell, who was dyed red with blood, and the shrine maiden’s eyes were watching the family. ’

‘The few people who found the body quickly died of mental madness for various reasons. It is said that as long as they touch this Kagura bell, they will be tempted by the shrine maiden and commit suicide in the same way. ’

‘So put it in the ritual vessel to enshrine and seal it to purify the witches and at the same time prohibit any witches from touching it. ’

"The legend of Kagura Bell."

Beichuan Temple held this Kagura bell and muttered to himself.

No wonder the knot of this Kagura bell is so red.

How can you not have such a suffocating beauty with human blood dyeing red?

Just as Beichuan Temple was thinking about it, the Kagura bell in his hand suddenly jingled and rang!

This is a very strange thing.

Because Beichuan Temple did not shake the Kagura bell at all!

With a move of Beichuan Temple's hand, he attached the Kagura Bell to a layer of death, and simply threw it behind him.

With a bang, Kagura Bell happened to hit a woman in a jet black robe holding a short knife.

This woman actually did not know when she had stood behind Beichuan Temple.