This Japanese Story Is Not Too Cold

Kitagawa Temple is not clear about the impact of what he said on Nakama Island and the others, because the most important thing for him now is the catastrophe.

He asked Aya Zhongcheng to take them to the bus stop, and then took a look at it.

It belongs to Hayakawa Town in the west of Yamanashi Prefecture, and it does not look particularly prosperous because it is far away from the Tokyo area.

The green sprouts of the farmland are shining brightly, and the smell of earth is rippling in the air, all of which have a rural feeling.

The huts are scattered at the foot of the mountain, and the town at the foot of the mountain is much more lively than the "lifeless" that Nakajo Aya called.

Looking at such villages and towns, Kamiya's mood in the future seems to be a little high.

She pulled the sleeves of Beichuan Temple, her expression moved slightly: "Temple, I want to go around here first. You can climb the mountain with Miss Midtown first, and I will come later."

Ok?

Beichuan Temple squinted at Kamiya Mirai, and after seeing her smile at himself and nodded, he also changed his face, and said in a flat tone: "Then in the future, you can just take a stroll. You can't see such a country-rich place in Tokyo. ."

"Yeah!" Kamiya nodded in the future, and then took out her own investigation notebook as if she had thought of something. She wrote something on it, and then gave it to Beichuan Temple: "Give it to the monarch, above Some information I summarized this morning may be useful to you."

The two of them exchanged greetings for a while in front of Aya Nakajo, and then Kamiya Mirai smiled and waved, and temporarily separated from the two.

When Kamiya left along the country road in the future, Beichuan Temple did not show any pity for the girls and began to awaken Nakacheng Aya beside her, and let her lead the way for herself.

"That's the mountain." Nakajo Aya pointed to the sweaty head in front, breathing hard.

Because Beichuan Temple’s sense of oppression is too strong, Zhongcheng Ling didn’t stop at all along the way.

She trot all the way for ten or twenty minutes, and her feet were tired and weak.

"This mountain?"

Hearing Nakajo Aya's words, Kitagawa Temple raised his head.

Stand at the foot of the mountain and go to see the mountains.

How does it feel?

"Inverted sense"

Beichuan Temple muttered to himself.

Yes, the depth of the mountain and the smallness of the human body will be particularly clear when you look up like this.

The winding road up the mountain was swallowed by dense forests.

The cold mountain breeze rushed.

All this makes the inexplicable bottom of my heart faintly cold.

Obviously the instinct of the body is telling you that there is something in this mountain that can be unknowingly, and you will be subconsciously attracted by it.

Apart from these

Beichuan Temple turned to look at his feet.

Three-color windmills spun faintly on the muddy ground on both sides of the bare mountain road.

No, more than just the feet

Looking up from here, you will find that there are many three-color windmills inserted between this mountain road.

In Japan, the three-color windmill inserted in this mountain actually has a special meaning.

The Japanese believe that windmills can carry their thoughts and send death words to those who have passed away.

A place like this with a windmill also means that this place is a local spiritual field.

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"Is there a word?" Beichuan Temple lowered his body and reached out to take off one of the small windmills.

On the clean white back of the windmill, there is a line of small print.

‘May the God of Blessings forgive us stupid people’.

Ask the **** of blessing for forgiveness?

Beichuan Temple reinserted the windmill into the mud, and thoughts flowed.

The **** of blessing, isn’t this the legend that Kamiya Miku found in her parents’ room and passed down in modern times in Yamanashi Prefecture?

What is the relationship between this **** of blessing and the mountain where the box of calamity is located?

Beichuan Temple glanced at Aya Nakajo, who hadn't gotten up for a long time sitting on the rock beside her, and saw that she was almost resting before she said, "Let's go."

"I, I know."

Nakajo Aya swallowed and stood up on the stone.

She walked ahead again and began to lead the way for Beichuan Temple.

The mountain road is rugged and there are no handrails on both sides, and the road surface is not optimistic. It looks like it has not been repaired for a long time.

Not to mention Beichuan Temple, at least Zhongcheng Ling walked very hard, basically sitting down and resting for a while every ten minutes.

With this stop-and-go situation, the distance to the destination is naturally getting closer and closer.

The more you go up the mountain, the more Beichuan Temple can detect something wrong in the air.

Gradually, Beichuan Temple could even see the black and thin resentment flowing in the air.

There really is something hidden in this mountain.

Beichuan Temple narrowed his eyes and continued to follow Aya Nakajo.

After passing through the two forks, the road gradually narrowed.

After passing through the last bushes, a shrine covered with red cloth appeared in front of Beichuan Temple and Nakajo Aya.

This shrine is very shabby.

The top of the wooden shrine was dilapidated, and while rotten wooden thorns were exposed in some places, it also gave off a damp and rotten smell, and there was no trace of the solemnity of the shrine at all.

On the contrary, because of its rotten appearance reveals a strange and terrifying feeling.

But the above is just Beichuan Temple’s first sense of the shrine, what makes him most concerned about

"The catastrophe is not there."

Beichuan Temple frowned.

According to Nakajo Aya, the casket of calamity should have been enshrined on the red and discolored cloth cushion.

After all, according to the legend, after being used by others, the catastrophe would return to this shrine.

Since Inuzuka has already used the Cage of Doom, of course, the Cage of Doom will come back.

But now, let alone the catastrophe on the bleached cloth mat, there is no such thing as leaves.

Beichuan Temple didn't respond to Aya Nakajo, who was sitting next to him, and he walked forward and fumbled up and down.

No.

No matter how you find it, if you don't have it, you don't have it.

If there is nothing wrong with the content of the legend, then someone must have come here in advance to take away the catastrophe.

who's that person?

What is the purpose of taking away the catastrophe?

Beichuan Temple pulled the temples in his ears.

He glanced at Aya Nakajo in silence.

Judging from the current information, no one except the two friends mentioned by Nakajo Aya, Nakajo Aya, and the friend of Fukada should know the location of the catastrophe.

In other words, the Midtown Aya in front of him should actually be within Beichuan Temple's suspicion.

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As soon as she felt Beichuan Temple's gaze, Nakajo Aya's whole body was curled up, and her trembling voice rang.

"What do you want to do?!"

Nakajo Aya didn't react until now.

She is staying with Beichuan Temple in front of her now!

And it's still in such deep mountains and old forests.

Even if she was really thrown into the wilderness by Beichuan Temple, she shouldn't be known.

Now when I think Beichuan Temple has been letting her lead the way, is it just that she wants her to exhaust her energy so that he can do things more conveniently?

When she thought of this, Nakajo Aya's face was distorted because of fear. She was crying, and her hands and feet trembled violently unwillingly:

"Don't kill me, don't kill me! Beichuan! I'm willing to do anything!"

She burst into tears and her voice became hoarse.

Her such a fierce reaction caused Beichuan Temple to be taken aback.

Uh, he just looked at Aya Zhongcheng, right? Why did this girl become like this?

Obviously you haven't asked yet, right?

Seeing her panic and emotional breakdown, Beichuan Temple also looked at the pitiful Nishikujo who was lying on his shoulder unknowingly.

Poor Nishikujo shook his head under the sight of Beichuan Temple.

As a good spirit, her ability to perceive evil and good thoughts can also be used to detect lie to a certain extent.

And she shook her head meaning that Nakajo Aya did not pretend.

In other words, Nakajo Aya really became like this after he took a look.

But the problem is

"I shouldn't look so fierce, am I?" Beichuan Temple frowned.

Forget it, it's useless to think so much.

If it wasn't for Aya Nakajo, then it should be that person.

To be more precise, there should be only that person.

"I wanted to go to that person after solving the problem of the catastrophe box."

Beichuan Temple looked at Zhongcheng Aya blankly: "Zhongcheng, don't panic. Actually, I have some questions for you. Don't worry, I won't treat you like anything."

"Uh" Zhongcheng Ling sniffed, and when she saw that Beichuan Temple didn't seem to be malicious, she reluctantly let go: "You can ask."

"The family situation of Inuzuka, as a girlfriend, have you ever heard him talk about it?"

"Is Inuzuka's family situation?" Aya Nakajo stunned, and then replied in a low voice, "Inuzuka has always been very pleasing to everyone because he is handsome, looks calm and reliable, and this is in his mind. The relationship between his sister and him is also shown in the family situation. I remember it has always been very good."

"What about Inuzuka's special popularity?" Kitagawa-dera did not comment on Inuzuka, but asked Aya Nakajo.

"This" Nakajo Aya opened her mouth, and after a while she mustered up the courage to say, "I don't know anything except this."

"Don't know anything but this?"

After hearing this, Beichuan Temple couldn't help but glanced at Aya Nakajo.

Her girlfriend is quite qualified, and basically knows nothing except knowing that her boyfriend is handsome.

Perhaps in the eyes of the little girl, Aya Zhongcheng, her boyfriend is good enough, and she doesn't have to worry about anything else.

In this case, Beichuan Temple also feels that he is very handsome.

Why did this little girl see herself as if she saw the big wicked person?

I really don't understand what the little girl thinks now.

Beichuan Temple was too lazy to talk to Aya Nakajo. He took out his mobile phone from his pocket, and while walking down the path down the mountain, he dialed the phone number of Ryoko Okano.

Since Aya Nakajo can't get the answer, he should be able to get the information he wants from Yoshiko Okano.

After asking Okano Ryoko for some information, Kitagawa Temple also brought Nakajo Aya down the mountain.

After all, the catastrophe in the shrine had been taken away, and there was no point in wasting time in the mountains.

"You can go now." Beichuan Temple pointed to the bus stop sign on the other side, and said in a constant tone.

"Really, really?" Nakajo Aya looked surprised.

Beichuan Temple would let herself go so easily, which she didn't expect at all.

"What? Do you want to stay?"

"No, no!" Hearing Beichuan Temple's rhetorical question, Nakajo Aya shook his head immediately.

What a joke, if she continues to stay by Beichuan Temple, she always feels that she will be scared to death today.

Seeing Zhongcheng Ling staggering into the bus, Beichuan Temple also shook his head, too lazy to bother her.

Because next for Beichuan Temple, there is one more important thing.

When he turned his head, he just saw Kamiya Miku standing behind him.

Before he started asking questions, Kamiya Mirai took the initiative to answer his questions: "The investigation is progressing very smoothly. The residents here are relatively friendly, so there is not much to hide from my inquiries."

Yes, Kamiya will be temporarily separated from Beichuan Temple in the future not because of the rural customs, but because of the place's name.

Hayakawa Town.

This is the birthplace of the legend of the God of Prayer in Yamanashi Prefecture that Kamiya Miku discovered in his parents' study.

But Nakajo Aya told them that this place has a major relationship with the catastrophe.

This is somewhat intriguing.

Disasters and blessings.

Two things that should be diametrically opposed are mixed together and form contradictory folklore legends.

Kamiya Miku, who was particularly concerned about this, immediately vaguely expressed his intention to investigate by one person to Beichuan Temple.

This is why Kamiya suddenly said to Beichuan Temple that she wanted to appreciate the countryside alone.

In fact, that can be regarded as a small cover for Nakajo Aya.

And Beichuan Temple also naturally understood it, and cooperated very well.

Judging from Kamiya Miku's current rhetoric, she should have got the information she wanted.

This also made Beichuan Temple a little emotional.

My fiancée's communicative skills are still as strong as ever, and it seems that as long as she asks, there is no information that can't be used.

Under the sign of Beichuan Temple, Shengu Mirai began to tell some information she had received from the townspeople:

"Actually, the legends of the catastrophe and the **** of blessing are not contradictory."

"Oh?" Beichuan Temple came to the spirit.

Obviously they are completely different legends, but Kamiya Miku said that they are not contradictory at all? Where is the argument of this sentence?

Under the curious gaze of Beichuan Temple, Kamiya Mirai took a deep breath and explained:

"These two folk legends are not so contradictory, but rather they are related to each other."

"The relationship?" Beichuan Temple's eyes flashed, and he probably understood what Kamiya wanted to say in the future.

"Yes, it's just a sequence."

Kamiya Miku raised a finger: "According to legend, a long time ago in Hayakawa, there was such a young woman who was young and beautiful, with a particularly kind heart, and she loved this land deeply."

"But in a certain blessing event, there was a huge accident. And the woman unfortunately died because of this. While dying, this woman said so."

"My soul is willing to transform the spirit of prayer to drive away misfortune."

Having said this, Kamiya Miku sighed: "And this...is also the beginning of the catastrophe..."

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