This Japanese Story Is Not Too Cold

When I met Sugihara again, Kitagawa-dera learned that Sugihara had invested 50 million yen in the Kitagawa Ojinkai in his own name.

For this, Kitagawa Temple did not say any words of gratitude, but handed Aikawahara to Sugihara, after explaining the general situation, then handed the recording pen to Sugihara.

After doing this, Beichuan Temple was not interested in witnessing the follow-up of the scumbags, and went straight home to bring out the Poor Nishikujo and Kagura Ling.

Beichuan Temple closed the notes of Shanyuan Yuzi's mother, Shanruko, and after reconfirming the above information, he muttered to himself:

"Tonight should be over."

"It's over tonight? Is this too anxious? Beichuan is better to go a little bit gradually." The **** Zhu Maki next to him dropped his gaze gently, and analyzed in a calm tone: "It is true that you have got a lot now. Information, still in the heart like the world"

"I know it in my heart." Beichuan Temple replied simply.

"Really?" Kamizumi Makie didn't believe it.

Next to her, Poor Nishikujijo shrugged her shoulders humbly, as if she was saying, ‘You really don’t understand my brother Si’.

After doing this, Poor Nishikujo once again grabbed Beichuan Temple's collar and lay on his shoulder again, the puppet staring at the night view outside the window intently.

This is probably the first time Beichuan Temple took her out at 7 or 8 o'clock.

And it's the Shibuya shopping rich area that she has never seen before, and young couples walking around are everywhere.

Especially when I saw some young men and women wearing couple costumes, Nishikujo pitifully jumped directly onto the head of Beichuan Temple.

She patted the head of Beichuan Temple, while pointing at the couples wearing couple costumes, her eyes were full of eager emotions.

"Next time I have time to wear it together." Beichuan Temple replied blankly, but his eyes were also attracted by the night view of Tokyo.

Crowded crowd

Passersby playing with mobile phones, flashing neon lights, and advertisements on the large LCD board in the distance

Tokyo at night, with a charming charm.

As the resident here, Yuzi Shanyuan sees the scenery like this?

But these have nothing to do with Beichuan Temple.

All he had to do was to pull out Yuko Shanhara, who was immersed in his dreams.

Nothing more

There was a sense of death in Shanyuan Yuzi's ward.

The heart rate of Yuko Shanhara flashed on the screen of the electrocardiograph.

The neat snow-white hospital beds and the thin curtains used for partitions make the air floating in a completely different atmosphere from other hospital rooms.

Beichuan Temple opened the thin curtain, pulled over a round chair and sat down.

"Since it is decided to end this time, poor and I will go in together," Kamizumi Makie said bumpingly next to her.

"Can you still do this kind of thing?"

Beichuan Temple's expression moved, and he asked curiously.

He was not surprised that God Zhu Maki could enter the world of other people's minds, but what surprised Beichuan Temple was that she could let the pitiful Nishikujo also enter the world of the minds of Yuko Shanhara.

"You who have the ability to attract the soul flower are also okay with me because I have experience before and I am a spirit body. The ability alone is much stronger than I was back then."

God Zhu Maki stammered and explained, and then said, "I and Poor go in, and I will give you a care."

"It's good." Beichuan Temple did not refuse to stay in Makie after thinking about it.

This is a good method. There are Godsumi Makie and Nishikujo pitifully by the side, and there are also people who can discuss matters, so there is no need to refuse.

"Let's start." Beichuan Temple began to use its ability to attract soul flowers.

After entering twice, he gradually became proficient.

Accompanied by a subtle sense of separation from the body and rising angle of view, the surroundings also plunged into darkness abruptly.

At the moment when darkness fell, Beichuan Temple also heard a woman's regretful sigh:

"The animals that the Yuzi people always die will come, too. Let's bury it under the tree in the yard."

The voice gradually faded away.

A strange halo flashed in front of Beichuan Temple.

In the next moment, the foot of Beichuan Temple felt like being on the ground.

But this time is different from the past.

"Ok?"

Beichuan Temple stretched out his hands.

This is the same palm as in reality.

He glanced at his clothes again.

The same clothes are exactly the same as in reality.

Beichuan Temple walked to the side of the waiting mirror and glanced sideways at himself.

Black eyes, delicate face and deep facial features give people a sense of coldness.

"But here is completely different from reality."

Beichuan Temple glanced at the surrounding environment.

This is still a familiar location of the health room.

The faint red sunset filled the health room like blood.

But it is completely different from the previous two times.

The pillars of meat hanging from the ceiling are full of human eyes on the tender flesh.

They stared directly at Beichuan Temple.

The ground is also covered with soft pieces of meat, which cling to the floor, constantly squirming.

The fishy smell rippling in this space, even if it is naturally opened, it is also full of this foul smell.

The smell of Beichuan Temple is very familiar.

It is the smell of Yusuke Hanagaki and his girlfriend that I just smelled in the morning.

Poor Nishikujo, who was lying on the shoulder of Kitagawa Temple, covered his nose with his round arms in disgust.

She still maintained the appearance of a puppet in this situation.

But is there another **** in Makie?

Beichuan Temple raised his head and finally found an illusory shadow beside him.

When God Zhu Maki saw him look over, he stammered and asked:

"What the **** is going on here? It's not like Beichuan you said at all."

"The mind-like world may not be immutable." Beichuan Temple rationally analyzed: "The last time I came here, Yuko Shanyuan's mental state was obviously very stable. But after the passage of time, her mental state became unstable and became Like this."

"I'm not talking about what you are going to do next? There may be monsters in this kind of mind-like world." God Zhu Maki stammered and wanted to say something, but saw that Beichuan Temple had opened aside. The locker, from which a broom was taken out.

"What are you doing?" Kamizumi Maki asked in a strange tone.

Beichuan Temple did not answer, but squeezed off the front end of the broom without lifting his head. The broom head fell to the ground, and at the same time, the iron part of the broom was twisted into a sharp spiral.

He raised his hand expressionlessly and inserted it into the deformed meat pillar next to him.

Puff! ! !

Blood splattered all over Beichuan Temple's face.

"What are you doing?" Shen Zhu Maki looked at Beichuan Temple's cold and fierce appearance, his mouth moved, but he didn't dare to ask again.

"Make a weapon." Beichuan Temple pinched this thing in his hand, and at the same time he pulled out a crowbar from the messy locker.

He inserted a crowbar behind him, and continued: "Now that the Sacred Heart Girls' Middle School has become what it is now, I don't know what's inside. It's always right to be fully prepared."

"On the contrary, it's you. How come the pitiful has become an entity? Are you still a phantom?"

Beichuan Temple squinted at Makie.

"I don't know it might be because of this inexplicable mental space problem."

The flesh is all around, and the creeping flesh is attached to the ground.

It was as if the three of them had entered the body of a certain creature in an instant.

"Poor, we should go now." After Beichuan Temple had everything ready, he turned his head and greeted poor Nishikujo who had jumped on the table and didn't know what he was doing.

Poor Nishikujo heard what Beichuan Temple said, turned his head directly, and pointed at something with his chubby arm.

That is a book.

The hard black book cover is painted with creepy paintings of angels being dragged into **** by endless pieces of flesh.

"This is?" Beichuan Temple put a sharp iron rod aside and picked up the book.

The book starts with a lot of weight. It looks like it is made of iron or copper. The pages of the book are very thick, and they don't seem to have a few pages.

Beichuan Temple turned the first page.

I saw long words written on it. In order to avoid the suspicion of the number of water characters, here is only one paragraph:

‘Omesfrères, quiàtraveentmilledange; etesvenusauxonfinsdel’

"What does this mean?" Kamizumi Maki looked at it, dumbfounded.

She has never seen this language at all, living in Shenzhu Village for many years.

Beichuanji squinted at her, stroked the words like nails, and replied calmly: "This is the French translation of the 26th song of the Hell chapter of Dante's Divine Comedy, but here is just an excerpt."

"French?"

"" Beichuan Temple.

Beichuan Temple was too lazy to explain this to the **** Zhu Makie, but just translated it word by word: "I said, brothers! You have reached the West with all your hardships. Now your life is very short. The time you have been alive. It’s already limited, so don’t have any of you unwilling to experience the unmanned world behind the sun."

"Oh." God Zhu Maki pretended to understand: "But what does this show?"

"The 26th song of Divine Comedy Hell is divided into four parts. The first is Dante’s curse on Florence, considering the background of the time. If you say it, you can’t understand it. As long as you know, this part is about 'Ulysses' last voyage' will do."

"Ulysses was portrayed as a hero in the ancient Greek poet Homer's "Oside", but in Dante's "Divine Comedy", he was a vile villain. He committed all kinds of sins, It even violated God's will, insisting on sailing to the extreme west, triggering God's wrath at the last time, the whole ship was knocked down and sank to the bottom of the sea. The translation just now was that he inspired the sailors on his last voyage. What was said."

But is that really the case?

Beichuan Temple fell into thinking.

The Ulysses portrayed by Dante may indeed be despicable, but in the same way, he is also a humanistic image.

Ulysses is indeed cunning, but he also experienced all the sins committed by mankind and challenged the authority of God in the last voyage. This is undoubtedly something that can never be revealed under the oppression of religious thought at the time.

"Do you want to be self-evident?" Beichuan Temple narrowed his eyes.

To borrow Ulysses' self-evident, this may be Shanyuan Yuzi's idea.

She did a lot of things that high school students could never do, which is not much different from Ulysses's image.

If the other party is using Ulysses to describe himself, then the ceiling and ground are now full of disgusting meat, like a doomsday scenery, why is it not like ‘Ulysses’ last voyage’?

If it fails this time, Beichuan Temple estimates that it will become difficult if he wants to enter this world of mental images again.

He also wanted to continue to scroll down.

But the next page seemed to be glued together, and it was impossible to open it.

Even if you can't read it, Beichuan Temple can't just leave it here.

He found a student bag from the bed next to him, stuffed the book in, and walked out with the spiral iron pipe in one hand.

The aisle is full of pink meat tissue, just like the esophagus of some kind of creature.

Beichuan Temple looked out subconsciously.

An inverse pentagram was drawn on the playground with a lime machine.

For some reason, the inverted pentagram drawn with a lime machine seemed to be shining with scarlet blood.

"Beichuan, right." God Zhu Maki lowered her voice and greeted Beichuan Temple.

Ok?

Beichuan Temple looked back.

At the top of the stairs on the right, a monster full of flesh and tentacles was moving from above.

There are dense eyeballs on this monster, but it happens to make a young and beautiful voice like a female high school student:

"Teacher, teacher, teacher?"

This weird and permeating scene made God Zhu Maki shrink his head.

If it were a resentful spirit, she would definitely not show such an expression.

But this thing is different.

It's full of elements that God Zhu Makie hates.

Beichuan Temple glanced at the creeping monster indifferently, and when he saw that the other party hadn't noticed him, he walked in the opposite direction.

Similarly, he did not forget to check the situation around.

The whole school building was empty, and there was no other movement except for the voices of young and beautiful female students from everywhere.

"Let's go to the rooftop to take a look." Beichuan Temple lightly touched the rooftop step by step.

You can get an overview of the whole situation on the rooftop, and similarly, you might be able to find Yuko Shanyuan hiding somewhere.

After some hiding in Tibet, Beichuan Temple stood under the roof of the stairs.

What was placed in front of him was constantly squirming, and there were two or three huge fleshy monsters in their bodies.

"What about Beichuan?" Kamizumi Maki looked at the monster in front of him and couldn't help but floated a few meters back.

Obviously it is such a disgusting shape, and it makes such a lovely and sweet sound, which is really chilling.

"Why don't you find another gap? In the world of heart-likeness, you don't have the power in reality." Kamizumi Maki didn't stammer at all this time, and the words came down extremely smoothly, and there was hardly any knock The place.

"Find another way?"

Beichuan Temple was silent for a while, then squinted at the meat monster blocking the door in front of him.

He seemed to be thinking about gains and losses.

then

Then he carried the steel pipe decisively in the horrified gaze of God Zhu Maki and rushed up.

Do it and it's over.