Be Low-key in a Supernatural World

Chapter 46 The confrontation in the dream

It was almost one o'clock in the middle of the night, and Furutegawa Kammi returned home with Shirakawa Kurumi, who was breathing heavily.

Before returning to the room, Bai Chuan Walnut stuck out her tongue at him and made a grimace.

Furutekawa scratched his head, went into the bathroom, threw the clothes into the washing tub, locked the door behind him, and took a comfortable bath.

After taking a shower, he hung out the washed clothes, wrapped them in bath towels, turned off the lights, and went back to the bedroom.

Today is too busy for him, so he needs to get a good sleep.

He lay on the bed, turned over, and fell asleep while thinking about the time when he held Sanriyue to sleep.

In the quiet night, Furutegawa Shinmi suddenly dreamed of boundless mist. In the mist, there were faint ancient bells, and layers of murmurs sounded from his ears, as if calling his name.

He opened his eyes suddenly.

What catches the eye is a huge full moon that occupies half of the sky. Under the full moon, there stands an ancient temple with cherry blossoms in full bloom. On the gate of the ancient temple, three powerful Chinese characters "Tiandu Temple" are engraved.

The shadows of countless monks loomed in the temple, and the raving voice he heard just now appeared in his ears again.

They were calling, calling him to enter the temple gate.

"Tiandu Temple? Running here in the middle of the night to find fault?"

His face darkened. Although he couldn't tell whether he was in a dream or was pulled into a realm similar to [Four Directions Impermanence] by this weird temple, it didn't mean he couldn't fight back.

[Nightmare] The field spreads invisible.

There were tiny cracks in the full moon and the ancient temple in front of him.

"Huh?" Something unknown made a surprised sound.

The whole "Tiandu Temple" trembled slightly, as if an inexplicable will was recovering.

Hu Tao once said that it is said that Tiandu Temple is a temple transformed by the most evil monster...

Furutegawa Kammi exhaled softly, stood up, and the clear flames of true qi swirled around his body.

He looked at the temple and murmured: "Then let me come for a while, how evil are you evil monster?"

The temple under the bright moon trembled even more, and the majestic aura rose from above, as if it had been lifted up, making people unable to resist the idea of ​​resistance.

Kotegawa Shinmi let out a low voice, "Four directions are impermanent!"

The surrounding environment suddenly changed, Furutegawa Shinmi stood in it, looked left and right, raised his eyebrows, and there was no shadow of the temple.

Is this the first failure in the field of [impermanence]?

He undid it without hesitation, and pulled out the two swords stuck in the ground the moment he returned.

He returned to the ancient temple again, looked at the gate of the ancient temple, and the shadows of the monks who were still chattering in the gate, slowly raised the long sword in his hand, his eyes suddenly sharp.

"Don't you really want me to go in? See if I don't want to demolish your ruined temple!" He strode forward, leaped high, his long sword screamed, and pierced deeply into the suddenly closed temple gate above.

The zhenqi on the sword burst into flames, and the burning temple gate twisted for a while.

A huge force bounced back, Furutekawa Kamimi drew out his sword, retreated three steps, then took another step forward, and slowly raised the other sword in his hand.

Two illusory figures appeared behind him, also raising the illusory long sword in their hands.

[Extreme Intention·Ran Ying]'s pre-action.

But just before the sword light gradually solidified in mid-air, the figure of Tiandu Temple under Gu Yue disappeared for a while.

The surrounding scene shattered, and he returned to his bedroom, holding a sword in both hands, standing inside the house.

He closed his move in an instant, so dangerous!This second house was almost torn down by himself.

He strode out the door, turned around and climbed to the roof of the third floor, and looked around, with a look of fire on his face.

Count you running fast!

With a snort, he kept the account in his heart, left the roof, put the sword back into the [Impermanence] domain, turned around and went back to the house, locked the door and went to sleep.

"There is a way to come again!"

But this time, there was no broken temple to disturb him in his dreams, allowing him to sleep until morning.

At five o'clock in the morning, he got up to wash up, went to the yard to fight and practice swords, and started his day's homework.

This time he practiced harder than usual.

Still not strong enough, otherwise it would have been impossible for him to escape last night!

What Tiandu Temple?What evil monster?Don't even dare to fight, it's just a false name!

Not long after, Hu Tao also went out. Seeing him, she greeted him, yawned again, and then turned around and went back to sleep in the cage.

In two or three hours, she will be going to do the bounty mission, so she won't go back to practice and save her energy.

After Furutegawa finished his morning class, the sky was already bright. He returned to the house, greeted Mikazuki who was making breakfast, then rushed into the bathroom, took a shower, and went up to the second floor in a dry pajamas Quiet room, sit in meditation.

He found that his hostility seemed to be a little bit heavy recently, which led to a bad temper, and the murderous aura when he practiced boxing in the morning was also a little bit heavier.

This is not good.

He silently recited the "Qingjing Sutra" over and over again, dispelling the irritability in his heart little by little. When he opened his eyes again, they were clear and peaceful again, and the aura on his body was gone. The sharpness of people.

"This is the consequence of seeing blood on the long sword..." He let out a breath, stood up, and went downstairs in good spirits.

In the living room, only Sanriyue was still there, he walked over, quietly took her little hand, and whispered, "Youjia is here too?"

"After you and Mr. Glasses left last night, she ran over." Sanriyue Qingkong glanced towards his bedroom, leaned into his arms, and lowered his voice: "She wanted to go with her last night."

"That's pure nonsense." Furutegawa Shinmi shook his head and said with a smile, "That senior Ogasa has a very good relationship with Mr. Glasses. Maybe it won't be long before we all get to know each other."

"Well, I'm looking forward to that day." She tilted her head, the curiosity in her eyes couldn't be concealed: "I heard that ghost concert last night, how was it?"

"Very good! That Miss Phantom sings very well!" Furute Chuan Shenjian nodded, and said to her, "It's a pity that something went wrong later, and I only heard one song."

"What's wrong? That Miss Phantom caught people and ate them?"

"No, a team of bounty hunters happened to catch it, and then the two sides fought. The scene was very bloody..."

Sanriyue Qingkong was greatly shocked, and after a long time, he said: "Then you won't hear Miss Phantom's singing in the future?"

"No, there will still be chances in the future..." Furutegawa Shinmi said, hugging him tighter and tighter.

The eldest girl sensed something was wrong and looked up at him.

Furutegawa Shinmi lowered his head.

She hesitated and whispered, "There are still people at home."

"I haven't gotten up yet—" just as he finished speaking, his ears moved suddenly. He got up instantly, and sat down on the chair next to him at a fast speed. Sanriyue Qingkong sat on the chair he had just now, with dazed eyes, still Did not respond.

In the next second, Youjia, who was wearing pajamas and drowsy, rushed out of the room and rushed to the bathroom.

Kotegawa Kamimi withdrew his gaze and said silently, "Don't let her drink water before going to bed next time!"

Chapter 47 New Sword: Tianxia ([-])

At [-]:[-] in the morning, the little priest came, carrying the huge luggage that he had seen last time, with an excited expression on his face.

But it was still more than an hour before the departure time.

So Furutekawa Shinmi and Shirakawa Kurumi secretly made a bet.

Bet he came so early to have breakfast, or to come earlier to urge them to go to Saitama.

If he came after breakfast, it means he wants to go to Saitama early, if not, it means he wants to eat.

The little priest still doesn't know anything about the ghost singer Miss Ling. After all, he is only a trainee priest, and his authority is not as high as his sister's.

They made a bet, whoever loses will be the other party's slave tomorrow.

"Then I'll bet he has both!" Jia Xing, who was passing by, interjected.

This sentence stopped the two of them at once. They were stunned for a moment, and then muttered again: "That's right! What if he wants to take both?"

"Then stop gambling?" Bai Chuan Hutao suggested.

"Hey, don't!" Youjia, who is likely to kill you, is impatient: "Whether Bai Chuan ate or not, there is still suspense!"

Therefore, the last three decided to gamble.

Kamito Furudegawa went to the living room as if nothing happened, holding a delicious, freshly baked butter bread in his hand, swayed a few times in front of the little priest sitting on the sofa, and asked, "Have you had breakfast?"

The little priest looked at him lightly.

Furutegawa Kamijian's heart sank suddenly, good guy, is he going to lose?

Bai Chuan Hutao, who was watching from a distance, covered his mouth and snickered for a while. After laughing enough, he straightened his face, walked over with his hands behind his back and his chest upright, and looked at his brother with a smile: "I came here because I wanted to leave early. ?”

The little priest looked at her, and his lips moved slightly: "Don't worry."

"Ah?" The smile on the little girl's face froze, very surprised.

Furutekawa twitched the corners of his mouth, very good, although he didn't win, he didn't seem to lose either.

The last one, Youjia, didn't come over. She was busy arranging the dishes in the kitchen, and said in an intoxicated voice: "Qingkong, this tomato beef brisket smells really good, can I have a taste first?"

"No, bear with it for a while."

The little priest in the living room slowly got up and said, "I'll leave after breakfast. I've already checked the train times. There's one at [-]:[-]. We can catch up, right?"

After finishing speaking, he walked quickly to the kitchen, leaving only Guatechuan and Hu Tao staring at each other in the living room.

Good boy, really greedy!

Youjia poked her head out and grinned at the two of them: "Then tomorrow, please give me your advice! Two slaves."

Bai Chuan Hutao was silent for a while, and said, "Can't you make people lose their memory?"

"I would like to bet and admit defeat!" Furutekawa Kamimi knocked her on the head.

Both of them sighed and went to the kitchen.

In front of the dining table in the kitchen, the little priest was holding a basin in his hand, and there was a thick layer of tomato beef brisket in the basin, and he was burying his head in eating.