Sword Saint Priest and Lolita Priestess

But on second thought, being able to endure living in the kotatsu without sleeping is already a great improvement for Ning Ningqin, so don't blame her.

Yuzhong Ming looked serious and nodded in agreement: "Come on! Beat the kotatsu!"

She twisted her little head and met Yuzhong Ming's eyes, full of ritual promise: "I will defeat it! Trust me, profiteer priest."

This guy sucks.

Chapter 5 Holy (1)

After a lunch, Yuzhong Ming put down the souvenir and left the Mitsui house.

This afternoon, he will also go to visit the Tsuji family and thank him.

The Tsujiya is located on the next side of the shopping street and occupies a large area.

Passing through the commercial street that is not open for business, before reaching the street, I found a woman in a suit standing there looking left and right.

It was Tsuji Chiba, the deacon of the Tsuji family, and the doll-like little girl she held in her arms was the head of the Tsuji family, Seiko Tsuji.

Seeing Yuzhong Naruto walking towards them, Tsuji Chiba trotted to meet him.

As soon as she stood in front of Yuzhongming, she said eagerly, "Please come with me!"

Then he walked in the opposite direction of Tsuji's house.

Although a little puzzled, Yuzhong Ming originally came to Tsuji Seiko to thank him.

He followed closely, wanting to see what Tsuji Seiko's plan was.

The two and a young girl found an alley and walked in.After several rounds of twists and turns, he passed several trails, almost traversing the entire village, and came to a building in the center of the village.

Finally, he couldn't stand his temper and asked, "Excuse me, what's the point of bringing me here?"

Tsuji Chiba didn't answer, just motioned him to look inside.

This building in the center of the village is a two-story hut, a little run down, with a layer of dust outside and mottled walls.The small yard on the first floor was overgrown with weeds, and there was only one path leading to the front door that was not covered with weeds.The room on the second floor opened a window, and the frame of the window fell off a bit and was crumbling.Although the door was locked, it was not too tight. With a little force, the door was opened—the door lock was also broken.

This is obviously a house that has been idle for a long time, and the owner's family has disappeared.It may be that the family died in an accident, or it may be that they moved to live in a big city—there are not many such houses in Qingshui Village.

With doubts, Yu Zhongming pushed open the door, and what caught his eye was the ordinary entrance, which was full of dust because it was uninhabited for a long time.A shoe rack was piled at the door, and there was a pair of tattered leather shoes on the rack. The color of the leather shoes could not be discerned in the dusty room, and several clothes hooks were hung scattered above the shoe rack.

Entering the porch, it is a simple decoration in an ordinary western style. The pure black dining table, the carved ivory and white wooden chairs, the abstract painting-like clock, and a few landscape paintings are all the items in the living room.The place where the TV and sofa should have been placed had obvious signs of dragging, and someone might have taken them away.The living room on the first floor has a master bedroom, a second bedroom, and a study.The master bedroom and second bedroom were empty, but there was a desk and an empty high-end bookshelf in the study.

Not knowing what Tsuji Seiko wanted to see, Yuzhong Ming moved to the second floor.

There was also a layer of dust on the stairs, and there were clear footprints on them.

As soon as I went up to the second floor, what caught my eye was a hanging painting.Hanging pictures on the wall facing the stairs, a man and a woman are holding a cute baby and smiling happily at each other.I don't know if it was an illusion, Yuzhong Ming's spiritual sense always felt that the eyes of the two babies were staring at him, but if he used his spiritual sense to [look] seriously, he couldn't find any abnormality.

"[Wuxiang] Weird?" He trembled in his heart, and couldn't help turning back to Seiko Tsuji to confirm.

Tsuji Chiba shook his head, indicating that it was not, and then motioned for him to continue.

There are also three rooms on the second floor, a master bedroom and two secondary bedrooms, which are equally empty inside.

After checking the entire building, Yuzhong Ming returned to the living room and waited for Tsuji Seiko to give a hint.

Tsuji Chiba bowed her head in silence for a few seconds, her master did not speak, just shook his head.

She understands.

He raised his head and said to Yuzhong Ming: "Sorry, we have to leave first! My master thanked you for your visit, and will not invite you to the house today. Our Tsuji family may have to move to Tokyo for the whole family recently. bye."

As soon as Tsuji Chiba finished speaking, he stepped out of the house and disappeared into the alley after a while.

"Ok?"

what's going on?Yuzhong Ming was very surprised at the current state.

He originally wanted to go to Tsuji's house today to thank Seiko Tsuji for visiting.But the most important thing is to talk side by side and ask about the past history of Qingshui Village.

Seiko Tsuji's statement made him not even have a chance to talk today, or even in the future?

If so, this building is probably the last reminder she gave me, so I must investigate it again.

From just now, a subtle sense of incongruity haunted Yuzhong Ming's heart.

He rubbed his chin in thought.

Rusty door locks, crumbling windows, overgrown courtyards.

Overgrown with weeds. . . . . . . .There is only one path leading to the gate? ? ?

The trail is dry and quiet, with few weeds? ?

Yup!Yu Zhongming's eyes lit up, why is there so much dust in the house, yet another path leads to the gate.

Common sense, the yard should be full of weeds!

If there is a way, or if someone comes often, or if someone cleans it up, it can keep it like this.

The house was not abandoned, it just pretended to be abandoned.

Someone sneaked over here to do some secret things that no one can see.

In addition to the living room, this house only has a study room and furniture. The family who originally lived in this house could even move the bed and tatami. It is impossible to keep an expensive bookshelf.

Walking to the study, gently moving the bookshelf, as expected, an upward staircase appeared in front of me.