This Japanese Story Is Not Too Cold

The god-resident Makie attached to the ceiling, completely blurred and hidden his figure, floating in this huge mansion.

There seems to be no people living in this huge Yihui family. Except for the first half of the house where Ihui Naluo and Yihui Guang live and Yihui Juxu live, there are basically no living people in the second half of the room.

Only the scattered servants can be seen.

Even the heavens cannot be seen.

Kamizumi Makie kept his pace and continued to touch forward.

Already felt it.

The smell of decay and ruin from the soul is getting closer and closer.

God in Makie floated forward quickly.

After passing through two more rooms, she finally floated to a door that was locked with a huge brass lock.

On this gate, there is a **** pattern enshrined by the Yihui family for generations.

The big lock with a sense of age is daunting

But this is just to make the living people lose their desire to enter it, and it can't stop the footsteps of God Zhu Maki. As a spirit body, she can completely pass through this wall.

Just thinking about it that way, God Zhu Maki safely divided the kind thoughts out and patted towards the door.

This strand of kind thoughts didn't hinder anything, just after entering the gate.

This makes God Zhu Makie also come to the spirit.

Since Shan Nian can pass through the gate, it means that there are no traps for the spirit body on this gate, that is to say, she can go in and out of it at will.

Kamizumi Maki walked through this gate without hesitation and looked inward.

There is no light in it, but it is not dim.

Kamizumi Makie looked to her right hand.

The first thing that caught her gaze was a number of slender iron chains.

There was a strange brilliance on this slender iron chain, and on the tough chain surface, there seemed to be a special pattern gleaming.

These slender iron chains locked the only human form that was not right on the spiritual body in an unreasonable posture.

Under the gaze of God Zhu Maki-e, the rotten, stenchy yellow liquid was packed in a neatly divided wooden square container.

Just looking at the past, you will find that these square containers are so narrow that they don't even have the capacity for a person to squat down.

Under this situation, the miserable state of the spirit body tied to the iron chain also jumped into the sight of the gods in Makie.

The entire spirit body was firmly stuffed into a square container.

Bai Huahua's body was distorted in an extremely unscientific state.

The arm and the arm were bent and hooked, like a weird flower. Because the feet couldn't fit into the square container, he broke a thigh with a particularly poignant feeling.

The torso is squeezed into the container firmly. It is not so much the torso, it is more like a flower pole.

Under these collocations of hands, feet, and torso, the illusory head of a female is leaning against the petals of her hands and feet, quietly closing her eyes.

In the center of her illusory body is a female humanoid generation.

This female humanoid was soaked in the yellow and decadent liquid, making a sizzling noise.

And behind these instruments of torture is a small water outlet.

These decayed and broken liquids gurgled out from there.

Every time a part is consumed, a part will be replenished, just like boiling a frog in warm water.

With the water of the yellow spring, the spirit body is constantly eroded and nourished, causing it to suffer cruel torture.

The iron chain that binds the spirit body is specially made, and the spirit body being pulled cannot shrink or enlarge its own spirit body at will.

The water of the yellow spring will also decay the female spirit body on one side, and will nourish her on the other side. In this delicate balance, the other party will never be able to escape.

This cruel punishment will continue.

There is still a slender iron chain dragging beside this female head, but there are no other celestial beings or humanoids there.

Some are just empty narrow square containers and rotten yellow liquids swaying from the water.

Just as the **** was in Makie's mind, a faint sigh came.

"Among the different generations of the Yihui family, it is used to deal with the criminals of the most wicked people."

The female spirit opened her eyes.

There was a black beauty mole next to her eyes, and she seemed to have a charming feeling when paired with her already beautiful face.

It's just that her overall posture is too weird and terrifying, so this charming feeling has been completely dissipated, and even her originally beautiful appearance seems to become terrifying.

The female spirit body stared at God Zhu Maki for a while, and she couldn't help shaking her head: "You are not from the Yihui family. Their spirit body is not as pure as you. Are you someone from the outside world?"

The spirit body continued to experience the feeling of being burned, but the woman's complexion did not fluctuate. She just looked over and asked in a steady voice.

In the long-term punishment of the cage, she has become fully familiar with the pain that acts on the soul.

"I, I'm Shen Zhu Maki, you should be Miss Yi Hui Shenzi, right?" Shen Zhu Maki asked in a stammered voice.

A touch of surprise appeared on the woman's face, she reluctantly lifted her head:

"you know me?"

It really is the son of Yihui!

Kamizumi Maki's mind turned.

Finally, she didn't let her come to this place for nothing, and finally let her see the master.

Seeing the thinking of God Zhu Makie, the **** child Yi Hui frowned and said: "This shouldn't be right. Foreigners will not be allowed to enter the ancient book area. The letter I left should be for Iraq. The people of the Uimoto family are right. Only when they see can they let Naraku her."

"Uh"

Kamizumi Maki just wanted to tell his reason for being here, but the next moment he was interrupted by the hasty talk of Godko Ihui.

"It shouldn't be, it shouldn't, it shouldn't, it shouldn't be, it shouldn't be the people of the Yihui family, it shouldn't be, it shouldn't be, it's definitely shouldn't! It won't be like this!"

While the **** child Yihui muttered to himself, his mental state seemed to become frantic.

A look of madness and confusion coexisted on her beautiful expression: "How could this happen?! You emperor? Why did it become like this? The day of Yihui? Islander? Humanoid generation? Haven't I been out of the island? Why? Will it become like this?!!! Me"

All frantic mutterings stalled.

As if everything were quiet

The **** son Yi Hui raised his head in confusion:

"who am I?"

"Miss Godko"

The other party's frantic appearance made God Zhu Maki's heart tense.

It seems that it has been eroded by the water of the yellow spring for many years, causing the spirit body of the **** child Yihui to have completely fallen into a state of confusion.

Originally thought that the other party was in a state of being able to talk, but now it seems

God in Makie just wanted to get closer to Godko Igaki

Patter.

There was a crisp door opening.

God Zhu Maki's figure stagnated.

I don't know when, a figure has stood behind her.

"Are you?" Kamizumi Makie opened his eyes wide.

"She is the living sacrifice of the day of Yihui. That is, the new maiden of Yihui."

Igaki Naraku answered like this.

"As you can see in the ancient books, even if a large number of living sacrifices can be replaced by humanoid generations, the living sacrifices of the witches are necessary. Without the witches communicating with the Godwood, it is impossible to suppress the gate of Huangquan."

She put down the tea cup.

As a spirit body, she could only smell the tea.

"There are three things that are indispensable to the day of Igaki. One is the humanoid generation, and the other is the blood of the witch." Iguna put up **** and continued with deep eyes: "For this reason, I should bring two witches. There are not many problems, right? Even if one is unfortunately killed while going to Igaki Shrine, there is another alternative."

substitute.

Beichuan Temple turned the teacup in his hand and glanced at Yi Huiguang indifferently.

Even if they heard this term, the young girl just straightened her body and her face was plain.

If this calm expression was placed on a short-lived old man, there would be no problem, but Yi Huiguang would not be at the age of eight or nine.

It's not so much old-fashioned, it's more like a lifeless look.

No hope for the future, no desire for the present, living like a corpse.

Obviously he is only a child, so he should be childish and naive now.

Beichuan Temple retracted his gaze.

He didn't drink tea either. He put down the hot tea after two turns: "If this is the case, then I have no objection."

Igunairo waved his hand, and even asked intimately: "Is there only one question? Master Beichuan?"

"Almost." Beichuan Temple nodded.

Hearing this sentence, Igumi Naraku also smiled slightly: "Then celebrate our cooperation can be carried out happily. I believe that we have built an unbreakable relationship of trust with each other."

"Indeed. We are now an unbreakable ally. Of course, mutual trust is necessary. I also believe that Miss Naraku will not hide anything." Kitagawa Temple replied briefly.

"Hehe, how could I do that kind of thing?" Igumi Nairo smiled at Beichuan Temple.

The two seem to be in a completely trusting relationship

That's strange!

Igunaru's heart moved slightly.

But she still hid a lot of things and didn't say it, saying these things are just mere spectacles.

It would be great if Beichuan Temple could be trusted because of this, but even if Beichuan Temple could not be trusted, she had arranged a backhand in the dark to prevent the subsequent sabotage of Beichuan Temple.

So no matter what, she felt that she was foolproof.

This time the plan must be reached.

On the other side, Beichuan Temple is also sinking.

He didn't believe in Igaki Naraku.

For what she said, Beichuan Temple now believes three points and listens three points.

Beichuan Temple's eyes flickered slightly.

According to his prediction, Igunaro should have left a hand to prevent his follow-up actions.

After all, a ‘big celestial person’ like the other party who doesn’t know how many years he has lived is of course more cautious in terms of personality.

So the question now is, what exactly is her backhand arrangement.

Although it is still unknown, Beichuan Temple also has a backhand hidden behind it.

In the same way, Ihui Naraku sacrificed half of the spirit body of the islander of Ihui Island twenty years ago, and Beichuan Temple did not think that the other party was a good thing.

The pale golden kind thoughts that are tainted with obsessions seem to be more terrifying than resentful spirits in nature.

In short, Beichuan Temple and Igunairo calculated each other, and thoughts were endless.

Igunaro can use one sentence over there: ‘I predicted your prediction. ’To briefly summarize

On the Beichuan Temple side, you can use a sentence: ‘I have predicted your prediction of my prediction, and now I have arranged a backhand for your prediction of my prediction. ’Generalization.

This may sound like a tongue twister, but it is true.

Beichuan Temple glanced at the time on the watch.

After discussing with Igaki Naraku, it is now more than four o'clock in the afternoon.

He freed up three full hours for the gods in Makie.

Rao is the **** who is not very clever, and now I should also find the Kyodai where the **** child Ihui is, and ask about what happened before from the other party, right?

What exactly does Igumi Naraku want to do?

As long as you go back, you should be able to know.

Thinking of this, Kitagawa Temple also stood up and said to Igaki Naraku: "The time is almost here, I will leave temporarily, Miss Naraku."

Just when he planned to leave, Igumi Naraku's voice came from behind him:

"Please wait a moment."

Beichuan Temple turned his head to look at her, seeming to want to ask her what else to do.

Under the gaze of Beichuan Temple, Igumi Naraku's eyes drooped and asked in a particularly distant tone: "Today I didn't see the two deities accompanying Master Beichuan, are they still resting in the guest room?"

Beichuan Temple nodded indifferently.

"That's it." Yihui Nalu raised his eyes, and his voice slightly lowered: "Then I can rest assured. After all, there are some places in Yihui's home that must not be visited. Breaking into a forbidden place, then I can't help it."

After hearing these words, Beichuan Temple's complexion remained unchanged.

He just said a simple sentence:

"Don't bother."

After leaving this sentence, Beichuan Temple took a step and left the room.

Behind him, Igumi Naraku's eyes became more gloomy.

Kitagawa Temple didn't care what Igaki Naraku said.

You must know that God's residence Makie is also a member of the ancient inheritance maiden of God's residence in the village. Even if you have your method, Beichuan Temple does not think that it can simply trap the gods in Makie.

The strength of the kind thoughts of God Zhu Maki may not be as strong as Igumi Naraku, but as a twin of the soul, she is not just a few servants who jump out randomly or that Raoshizi can be trapped by the gods.

Beichuan Temple walked back to his room.

Ignoring Yi Huiguang, he drew the door directly.

At the same time, his eyes scanned the past.

As expected by Kitagawa Temple, the gods in Makie had already returned early.

However, her face was full of dignity, as soon as she saw Beichuan Temple, she rushed over, and her tone was low:

"Beichuan, you are finally back. I have very important things to tell you."

Seeing her serious and solemn face, Beichuan Temple was also surprised.

It is not a trivial matter that she can make the salted egg **** Zhu Maki show such an expression.