This Japanese Story Is Not Too Cold

Today, either the other person will die or he will live.

At least Beichuan Temple has this idea.

For a skill book that he had never seen before, Beichuan Temple felt that he should work hard.

One of his feet exerted force, and he rushed forward first while pinching Kendō under the other hand!

That rough and swift action made Kitano Ryo's extremely anthropomorphic expression in a daze.

Logically speaking, a horrible seller like him should make people feel scared, but why is the young man in front of him not only not afraid, but also rushing over with a bit of excitement on his face?

He opened his terrifying blood basin and yelled at Beichuan Temple.

But the next second his mouth was smashed by Beichuan Temple mercilessly! The loud roar also stopped abruptly. ? ? ? ? ?

what's wrong with you?

Kitano Ryo, who still retains some humanistic thinking, was confused, but his cleaver was not ambiguous, and he slashed at Beichuan Temple's neck.

But Beichuan Temple seemed to have expected the opponent's actions a long time ago.

The sledgehammer changed like flowing water, and a thick explosion-proof shield was firmly held in his hand.

哐!

The cleaver slashed on the explosion-proof shield and caused an unpleasant dull sound.

With the power of being cut by the opponent, Kitagawa Temple's figure changed, and Kensada in his hand quickly opened Kitano Ryo's spirit body.

The severe pain made Kitano Liang wailed, and he lifted the cleaver, **** and cruelly chopped to Beichuan Temple's thigh.

The lifelessness in Beichuan Temple's hand once again turned into an explosion-proof shield. While the left-hand explosion-proof shield blocked the opponent's fierce blow, his right hand would also be inserted into Kitano Ryo's chest with his right hand.

He rolled back on the spot a few times, and then unloaded his strength, hooked the fingers of his right hand, and operated Kending to cut a large piece of meat from the opponent's body with a silk thread composed of lifeless air.

The five fingers of Beichuan Temple were joined together, and then stretched out and pulled back. Kending flew upside down and fell into his hands again.

really

Kitano Ryo is not as good as the knife maiden in the village of God.

Although he still retains human consciousness, it can be seen from the series he has just now that he just barely relied on the speed of reaction to keep up with Beichuan Temple's actions.

This is the limitation of most wraiths.

After all, they don't know the fighting skills of human beings at all.

but

"The resentful spirit also has the means of the resentful spirit."

Beichuan Temple glanced at his wrist.

At the same time that Kendingra fell off, Beichuan Temple's wrist was stained with the opponent's flesh and blood composed of resentment.

It seems that because of the curse on the opponent's body, this small piece of meat fell on the wrist of Beichuan Temple, and it turned out to be like a strong acid, quickly corroding the skin of his wrist.

Pain came, jet black and bright red blood mixed.

This scene was obviously also discovered by Kitano Ryo. It moved the huge spirit body and rushed towards Beichuan Temple quickly.

The eyebrows of Beichuan Temple frowned, the explosion-proof shield of the left hand was transferred to the right hand, and it was fixedly retracted. At the same time, the whole person retreated back.

But this is a basement building, and the space for Beichuan Temple to retreat is also very narrow.

Facing the cleaver that was contaminated with the grievances of countless child dead, Beichuan Temple set up an explosion-proof shield.

Bang! Bang! Bang!

The cleaver slammed on the lifeless explosion-proof shield, as if to break Beichuan Temple's wrist like this.

It's not very good to go on like this.

Beichuan Temple's eyes flashed with a dark atmosphere.

He caught the moment when the other party raised the cleaver and swung it down. The explosion-proof shield in his hand turned into a short thorn. At the same time, he turned to the right side, flashing past the sharp blade, and slammed forward at the same time!

The strength from the waist was passed down the arm to the wrist, and the short pierced nail pierced Kitano Ryo's throat!

Puff! ! !

The jet-black liquid splashed all over the entire arm of Beichuan Temple, and the corrosive white mist also rose at the same time!

Zi Zi Zi! !

pain!

Severe pain!

The skin peeled off layer by layer, and the bright red blood mixed with black dripping ticking off!

A pale color appeared on Beichuan Temple's expressionless face, but he didn't hesitate to back up, but his arm exerted force again!

Ho **** ho ho

Kitano Liang's spiteful eyes widened, and a trace of unwillingness flashed across his terrifying face full of black pus!

It's not dead yet!

Kitano even wanted to stretch out his hand to break Beichuan Temple's arm.

Beichuan Temple's right foot slammed on Kitano Ryo's chest, causing his unbalanced body to fall backwards.

After finishing this, Beichuan Temple hadn't let go. He firmly nailed the short thorn in the middle of Kitano Ryo's throat, and his other hand flashed out Kending, and suddenly he inserted Kitano Ryo's throat.

If the skin is peeled off, it is muscle tissue, and if the muscle tissue is bottomed, it is dense bones.

Rao is like this, Beichuan Temple still has not let go.

Bang! !

The quiet blue resident fire burst out with a loud blast, and it burned blazingly through the combination and short thorns.

Poor Nishikujo also injected his kind thoughts into the faint blue standing fire.

Kitano Ryo finally let out an unwilling wailing, his arms fell feebly, and the huge body was burning with gold, blue and black flames everywhere.

Beichuan Temple stepped back, his arms slumped weakly.

He just gasped for breath, his face was full of sweat.

The two arms are almost disabled, if it weren't for the desperate aura, they might have been successful by the other party.

After all, the other party wanted to exchange blood, so Beichuan Temple naturally couldn't back down.

In life and death battles like just now, there can be no panic and hesitation.

Because Beichuan Temple remained calm at all times, he stood at the end.

At this time, Nishikujo jumped to the ground pitifully and anxiously, watching Beichuan Temple's face so pale for the first time, but also jumping around in a hurry.

The muscles of the two arms of Beichuan Temple were like wax oil, and blood and jet-black liquid continued to fall downward, and the stench was overflowing.

"Don't worry." Beichuan Temple originally wanted to wave his hands, but the state of his hands was really wrong.

Fortunately, there are still more than forty points left in the life of death, and there should be no major problems with the treatment of his arms.

Thinking about it, Beichuan Temple attached death energy to his arms, and then activated the death energy healing skills.

Strands of black resentment rose from the sides of his battered arms.

Kitagawa Temple treated his arms while looking at Kitano Ryo's spirit body that fell on the ground and burned.

I have to say that Kitano Ryo's spirit body is very resistant to burns.

If the spirit body of ordinary people is used as a match, then Kitano Liang's spirit body is like a small fire, and the two are not comparable at all.

After all, Kitano Liang is proficient in spells, and the spirit body after his death must have swallowed some spirit bodies in some way.

"Bring your own spirit body with blood"

Beichuan Temple glanced at Kitano Ryo's flaming spirit body, and continued to heal his arm.

Very strange.

"Ryo Kitano, the wraith spirit that breeds the greatest grievances in the Museum of Rain, is now dead. Why hasn't the spiritual realm collapsed?"

answer

Beichuan Temple retracted his gaze and looked at the door behind him.

That is where Kitano Ryo held the resurrection ceremony.

Maybe the reason why Yuzhiguan Spiritual Realm can persist until now lies in this.

Beichuan Temple kicked it away with his feet without hesitation, and then stopped.

There was an indescribable tragic sight reflected in his eyes.

A forest fell from the ceiling above my head

It was a black jungle made up of curved iron hooks from Hessian.

Above this jungle, there are hanging children who lack various parts.

These little children cruelly pierced their bodies with iron hooks, and the pale corpses hung on the iron hooks without movement.

Under this group of corpses, there is a big bathtub filled with black blood.

In the bathtub, Matsumoto Hisouto's face was connected to his neck, Fujiwara Nagakawa's arms were randomly inserted on the untidy torso, and the grease of butter oil floated on the black blood.

The torso was cut open, and various organs were stuffed in a faint way. Some of the organs had turned bluish-purple, giving off a pungent odor.

The patchwork corpse was leaning in the bathtub, with stitches everywhere.

This should be Haruna in the ideal that Kitano Ryo is pursuing.

It can also be seen from this that during the latter part of the ceremony, Ryo Kitano was already a little crazy.

His aesthetic is totally wrong.

But this ‘hazel name’ still lacks the most important soul, so he can only sleep here.

Beichuan Temple did not pity Kitano Ryo, he just checked the situation inside.

This small bathroom is full of terrible resentment.

That heavy resentment seems to be able to penetrate the nose and mouth of Beichuan Temple, even if the resentment on Kitano Liang outside is completely inferior to the heavy resentment contained in this small room.

"That's it."

Beichuan Temple knew it in his heart.

From the beginning, Rain Museum was not supported by Kitano Ryo's grievances, but by this small room.

Supported by the grievances of these dead children.

As long as this room exists, one day there will be a terrifying spirit similar to Kitano Ryo.

The corpses of the children were hanging silently, either with their eyes closed or their mouths open.

The face with a head is full of pain, and the limbs without a head hang down.

Beichuan Temple can imagine it.

Those little children were dragged here, then cruelly deprived of a certain part, and then killed, just like the meat of a slaughterhouse hanging here.

Beichuan Temple closed the door again.

His hands have almost recovered, and then he will wait for his death to recover. After burning this room, he will leave this spiritual realm.

Beichuan Temple stayed in the basement for about an hour and a half, and his lifelessness had recovered by nearly two-thirds.

Kitano Liang's spirit body burned out early, and more than twenty ghost lamps were imprisoned in this basement full of resentment and could not fly out.

Among these soul lamps, most of what Beichuan Temple saw was the life of a child.

The child who was sent to the Rain Pavilion because of an accident with his parents

The child who was sent directly to the rain house after the mother who liked to mess around outside

Children who have lost their mothers since birth

There are many things recorded in the soul lamp, and Beichuan Temple even saw the memories of Matsumoto Hisuki and Katori Yukushi

"almost."

Beichuan Temple has had enough rest.

He pushed the inside door open again, watching the scene that was still extremely tragic, and took a deep breath:

"I'm here to help you out."

With a little comfort, Beichuan Temple raised a faint blue flame under his hands.

The blue flame is burning!

Resentment is the best nourishment for resident fire.

In this place full of resentment, the intensity of the resident fire is even worse!

After these faint blue flames wrapped around the corpses, they burned along the ceiling.

In the bathtub, Kitano Haruna's body also slowly burned.

Seeing these burning flames, Beichuan Temple slowly closed the gate blankly.

With the burning of the basement room as the main body of the "Rain Museum", the entire Rain Pavilion also began to vibrate violently.

Beichuan Temple simply cut the cover into pieces with Kending and rushed out of the basement.

More than twenty soul fires followed behind him.

They seemed to feel that the restraining force of the basement on them had been weakened, so they turned into light **** and soared out one after another.

On the face is the rainy sky!

Under this sky, there are soul fires with elongated tails flying up one after another.

These small soul fires, which are different from adult soul fires, exude magnificent and strange light particles, and each soul fire carries a piece of childish innocent smiles.

As if thanking Beichuan Temple, the little souls danced around Beichuan Temple, unwilling to leave.

"Go." Beichuan Temple waved his hand.

After hearing this, all the soul fire paused for a moment, and then reluctantly circled Beichuan Temple several times, only then broke the dark clouds and swept towards the other side of the sky.

Beichuan Temple heard from his mother when he was a child.

Every child who died early will turn into a shining star and hang in the sky.

Isn't that sparkling soul fire like stars?

Beichuan Temple glanced at the secret tunnel that collapsed and shook his head.

He did not get the skill book.

I don't know why, all interest is gone.

Presumably, even if he got the notebook that records various curses and spells, Beichuan Temple would not devote energy to research.

"And the harvest this time is enough."

Beichuan Temple glanced at the collapsed Rain Pavilion, and no longer hesitated.

He stretched out his hand to break away from the crack in the Hall of Rain, and the whole person flashed in.

Rumble! !

Amidst the lightning and thunder, the avalanche of the Hall of Rain accelerated, and the corpses hidden in it all fell into the abyss.

Yuzhikan, this place will no longer be visited by people, and no one can see the ugly human nature hidden under the dark ground anymore.

Stand firmly at the foot of Beichuan Temple, looking around.

He is now standing by the mountain road, carrying a backpack.

Some tourists passed by Beichuan Temple.

It is a family of three.

One man, one woman and one daughter.

They talked and laughed, and they were full of anticipation for the next camping.

Beichuan Temple stared at all this in a daze.

It turned out that the heavy rain had stopped falling unknowingly.

Sunlight leaked from the clouds and shone on this mountain.

The darkness of the dense forest was expelled and replaced by spring scenery.

In this burst of soft sunlight, people's cold faces seemed to bring some warmth.

After the four solar terms of Lichun, Zhongchun, Jingzhe and Vernal Equinox, the temperature finally rose.

This faint warmth makes people unable to help forget the icy winter.

Because since it's late spring, summer shouldn't be far away, right?