This Japanese Story Is Not Too Cold

In fact, everything just now is easy to explain.

As soon as Beichuan Temple came in, these middle-aged men were beaten up, and then they used lifeless energy to clean up the scars on their bodies, and then threatened them.

After seeing Beichuan Temple's weird and non-human abilities, these middle-aged men did not dare to reveal a word of Beichuan Temple in front of the police. They could only briefly explain the identity of Beichuan Temple with the ‘brother who sent the wine’.

Then it's now--

The screams spread.

But this time Beichuan Temple had been prepared for a long time, and sealed the entire room with death.

Therefore, no sound will be heard here.

These middle-aged men were clinging to horrible resentful spirits, and the cold air caused the temperature in the air to drop several degrees in an instant.

The slanted bluish-white skin, the twisted slender limbs, the body covered with jet black plasma...

These are very ‘standard’ grievances.

As for where these resentful spirits come from...

Beichuan Temple glanced at the silver light shining under his hand.

It is a silver dagger.

After Jianding was released, Beichuan Temple had already tested its power on Chiyo Shirakura of the Happy Truth Church.

The nature of ‘intimidation’.

Since Beichuan Temple used Jianding to chop up countless wraiths, Jianding has the effect of intimidating low-level wraiths.

But the systematic commentary did not explain whether this ability has any effect on living people.

Let's take a look at Shirakura Chiyo's reaction with these people.

The effect of ‘intimidation’ is really extraordinary.

Beichuan Temple stroked his chin.

Speaking of the stone ring that Beichuan Temple had taken down from Shirakura Chiyo, I haven't figured out how to deal with it until now.

It can be regarded as a small spiritual tool, and it has the effect of promoting kind thoughts when worn on the body.

But Beichuan Temple doesn’t need this thing, so I just put it next to the computer desk and eat ashes until now——

Or give that thing to Kamiya Miku?

Beichuan Temple squinted his eyes.

Anyway, Shengu already possesses kind thoughts in the future, so he is no longer an ordinary person.

It's not wrong to give this thing to her...

Beichuan Temple was still thinking, and the middle-aged men on the other side let out a cry of fear, and several of them had already started to twitch all over, even salivating from their mouths.

He took a closer look around.

There have been countless wraith spirits clinging to them, and those wraith spirits are basically known to Beichuan Temple, and some even made Beichuan Temple into a bitter battle for a while.

A fishy, ​​black liquid has also surfaced on the ground under his feet, and the air is tumbling with an unpleasant smell of rotting corpses.

Kending's intimidation effect can form such a scene...

To be honest, Beichuan Temple still wants to continue to see what will happen next, but those middle-aged men have become like this, and if they continue to be frightened, they may really kill them.

Thinking of this, Beichuan Temple patted Kending's dagger blankly.

Accompanied by the trembling of flattery, the intimidation effect caused by Kending disappeared.

The resentful spirits shrunk into the wall, without entering the tatami, everything became what it was just now.

The soaring alcohol and the sweaty smell of the men overlapped, causing Beichuan Temple to stand up and raise his hand to open the window of the living room.

These middle-aged men lie on the ground as if they have lost their souls, and their eyes are full of fear after being frightened.

Under this situation, Beichuan Temple did not hesitate to drag from the ground the only man who looked normal... in simple and neat clothes.

And he is the father of Shindai Xiangli, Shindaigen.

However, Jindaigen was the same as everyone else. Even if he was lifted from the ground by Beichuan Temple, he was still in a state of absent-mindedness. Obviously, the whole person was still immersed in the fear just now.

This man has a nice face, coupled with his neat clothes and well-groomed hair, it's easy to make people feel good at a glance.

And this is probably the reason why he coaxed Kasumi Kashiro when he was young.

Beichuan Temple raised his hand and slapped it directly on the face of Jindaigen.

The pain passed in an instant, which made Kandaigen, who was still in a state of absent-mindedness, immediately covered his face and exhaled in pain.

The slap of Beichuan Temple sank so hard that Shindaigen's fairly white face instantly swelled up, and when he looked closely, his mouth was covered with bloodshot eyes.

He kicked his feet in horror, his voice trembling, and his hands clasped his head: "Don't kill me! Don't kill me!"

Seeing that God Daigen finally recovered, Beichuan Temple was not polite, pulling his collar and pulling him from the ground again.

There was a violent death in his eyes.

Beichuan Temple doesn’t ask anything, ‘do you remember your old daughter, Kandako Pear? ’Such meaningless words.

Because when I first came in, Beichuan Temple had known the attitude of Jindaigen.

He was drinking with these middle-aged men with a smile on his face, and he couldn't see the slightest sadness for Kashiro Xiangli in his joyful look.

Coupled with the fact that the deceased has passed away, it is useless to mention the poor little fellow of Shindai Xiangli now, and it also seems that Beichuan Temple is too pretentious.

Yes, Beichuan Temple came here to beat people this time!

There is no need to throw nonsense at all! Just get started and beat.

Bang! ! !

With a heavy kick, he kicked Shindaigen directly to the ground.

Then Beichuan Temple turned his wrist, and a crusty rubber rod also appeared in his hand.

He squeezed the rubber rod and threw it on Kamidaikan's body severely.

The human body and the rubber rod made a crisp sound.

During this period, Jindaigen wanted to escape, but Beichuan Temple pulled his hair back without hesitation.

The few middle-aged men next to him who had already recovered a long time could only be full of fear, their scalp numb, looking at the "murder king" in front of them, and ‘doing their best’ to beat God Daigen.

They even have a dumbfounded face and aggrieved heart, not knowing why they have suffered such a crime.

What will happen to them after Beichuan Temple finishes beating Jindaigen?

Thinking about it, they shrank in the corner and started crying, the kind of children who looked like a mother who didn't want them.

Their subtle sobbing did not attract Beichuan Temple's attention.

The rubber roller in Kitagawa Temple's hand was thrown rhythmically on Kandaiken's body, looking merciless.

But in fact, he is already in control.

If he really tried hard, he could smash Kamidaigen into a coma with just one shake... and even take Kamidaigen's life with a stick.

Eight times the physique of ordinary people is so terrifying.

But even so, Beichuan Temple's mood has not become much better.

Using violence to control violence is indeed the simplest and clearest means of revenge, but it can't make people feel relieved.

Goddai Xiangli once suffered from such domestic violence as Jindaigen, and she didn't even dare to take a bath. If she rubbed her thin body a little harder, she would breathe coldly...

What Beichuan Temple can do is to let Shindaigen experience the feeling of Shindai Fragrant Pear.

That's it.

Seeing Jindaigen who was dying on the ground, Beichuan Temple stopped his hand without changing his face.

His bare skin was full of bright red stick marks, and his face was even more bruised and swollen.

Beichuan Temple controlled the force.

Controlled the force well.

What's in the bag he is carrying...

It's amazingly hot.

What is it?

Beichuan Temple shook his head and retracted the rubber rod.

He no longer ignored the gods on the ground, and turned to the entrance of the entrance.

He has done everything he needs to do.

But as mentioned earlier.

What was lost six years ago is never possible to return.

......

After Beichuan Temple gestured to the tense-faced Sugihara bodyguards underneath the apartment building, and signaled them to help clean up the mess, they got on the black commercial car just now.

"Is the matter over? Mr. Beichuan?" The driver in front adjusted the rearview mirror and asked respectfully while starting the car.

"Solved." Beichuan Temple answered briefly.

After thinking for a while, he added a sentence: "Thank you for Mr. Shanyuan's help this time. Please tell him this sentence."

"Okay." The driver in front smiled.

This Mr. Beichuansi was surprisingly knowledgeable.

In fact, the question he just asked was not only about Beichuan Temple'whether the matter is over', it also contained a question of'whether Beichuan Temple is satisfied and whether it will write down this favor.'

The answer of Beichuan Temple is also the standard answer.

Let him pass the words to Shan Yuanmu, which means that Beichuan Temple will record his help this time.

None of these people in the political arena is a fuel-efficient lamp. It seems that an ordinary question has various meanings.

Under the superb skills of the driver in front, the black commercial vehicle quickly slid into the lane and drove all the way towards Beichuan's home.

The driver was also very witty and did not continue questioning, and the car was quiet.

And this quiet is what Beichuan Temple wants.

He opened the shoulder bag and took out the contents with his hands.

This is an exquisite small wooden box.

It is the wooden box containing the Shindai Fragrant Pear song card.

The surface of this small wooden box still has undissipated heat.

"Shendai..." Beichuan Temple said softly.

Just now when he started to beat Goddaigen, the wooden box was already faintly hot.

The consciousness of Kashiro Kori remaining on the song card... seems to be trying to persuade and stop Beichuan Temple.

At that time, this little girl was still thinking about her old relationship with God Daigen——

Even if she and God Daigen actually don't have any old feelings at all.

But at that time, Beichuan Temple did not pay attention to Kamdai Kori's dissuasion, and continued to attack Kamdaigen with a blank face, until he felt that it was almost the same and then stopped.

Shindai Xiangli is a kind little girl.

But Beichuan Temple is not.

Beichuan Temple, where it should be done, will still not hesitate.

Beichuan Temple groaned and opened the wooden box of song cards.

At the same time, a new system prompt flashed out of his eyes.

The system prompts that you have found a weird ‘song card’.

Beichuan Temple looked down.

Explanations about song cards have been added.

Song card: You feel the pure tranquility of the soul from this chorus, maybe it can shelter new little lives... the same, because of its pure heat, maybe it can also calm people's restless emotions .

Is this comforting Beichuan Temple?

Beichuan Temple raised his hand and gently stroked the surface of the song card.

From above the tattered, thin playing cards. He really seemed to feel the pulse of his soul.

The little... even if it is hurt, it still emits a calm soul pulse.

Beichuan Temple closed the wooden box of song cards again, turned his head and looked out the window.

Outside the window is the night view of Tokyo gleaming.

The lights are red and green, and there are busy traffic.

This is Tokyo.

A city full of restlessness and anxiety.

......

The Jindai family did not actually move out of Tokyo.

Kasumi Kashiro opened the restaurant in Adachi Ward with his current husband with an attitude of atonement.

On the other hand, Jindaigen found a cheap rental house casually, relying on the money that the Inagaki family gave him back then, and made a lot of friends.

This is the follow-up of the Shindai family.

What they will become after this has nothing to do with Beichuan Temple.

Because compared to that--

"Brother Temple!!!" Beichuan Eli jumped over, his eyes shining brightly and jumped directly to hug Beichuan Temple.

Beichuan Temple stopped the action at hand and glanced at Beichuan Eri.

After a long silence, Beichuan Temple asked bluntly: "Lack of money?"

This sentence caused Beichuan Eri to panic. She tugged and yelled very uncomfortably: "What is lack of money?! Brother Si, in your eyes, your sister will come to you if she is short of money. People?"

She looked at Beichuan Temple angrily, hoping that he would not use the word ‘money’ to insult the brother-sister relationship between herself and Beichuan Temple.

Under the gaze of Beichuan Eri, Beichuan Temple slowly untied the apron around his waist, and continued to ask, "Lack of money?"

"I said it all! Brother Si, did I come to you because I was short of money--"

Beichuan Eri wanted to say more, but Beichuan Temple stretched out her hand to stop her continuing to speak, and asked, "How much is missing?"

Uh ...

Beichuan Eri opened her mouth.

Then shut his mouth again.

After a while she whispered: "Lack... five thousand yen."

Yes it is.

Just as Beichuan Temple asked, Beichuan Eli is short of money!

Because of this week’s Jingbei Festival and yesterday’s best friends eating and singing happily—

The pocket money that Beichuan Temple gave her at the beginning of the month has long been used up.

Originally Beichuan Eri wanted to quibble in front of Beichuan Temple, and then asked him for money.

But she didn't expect Beichuan Temple to hit the nail on the head, and immediately began to ask her if she was short of money.

This made Beichuan Eri couldn't stand it at all.

Doesn’t my brother have a mind-reading skill?

This thought came to her mind.

Then she heard the voice of Beichuan Temple:

"I have no mind reading skills."

Beichuan Temple washed his hands and wiped the water stains on the apron that had been hung on the other side: "It's just that your expression is so easy to understand. When you ask for money, your eyebrows will be raised subconsciously. When you lie, you always don't I look at people head-on, my eyebrows will droop when I want to eat snacks, my index finger and thumb will rub against each other when I meet something I want to buy..."

"Brother Temple!!!"

Beichuan Eri's face flushed with irritation when he said that she stomped her feet vigorously.

Kitagawa Temple stopped talking, took out the wallet from his pocket, took out a five thousand yen, and gave it to Kitagawa Eri.

At the same time, he didn't forget to say: "Next time you do the cleaning in the house, there will be—"

"Also?" Beichuan Eri took the money and blinked.

"Eat this all up."

Beichuan Temple brought out the fried mountain vegetables, and his face was calm.