Be Low-key in a Supernatural World

"See you?"

Uncle Jian's voice came from the receiver.

Guatechuan, who was about to speak, felt his heart skip a beat. He heard the exhaustion in his voice, and asked, "How is your family?"

"Well, there's nothing serious at home." Uncle Jian yawned: "It's just that Qiuye has a cold, and it's a bit of a hassle to go to the hospital often."

Is Auntie Akiba sitting on the roof looking at the mountains in the middle of the night again?It's not spring yet... He pondered and said, "Is Aunt Qiuye feeling better now?"

"It's okay, I just have a cold, just rest for a while... By the way, it's almost time for the meeting, isn't it?"

Before the first year of senior high school and the second year of senior high school, the school will conduct a so-called three-way conversation with parents and students to confirm the path of the second year of senior high school, whether to continue to study general subjects, or to enter some vocational subjects, to prepare for employment after high school graduation, or It is impossible for the school to only ask the students for their opinions on this kind of matter.

He hummed and said, "The teacher hasn't said yet, but it should be at the end of the month."

"Is it the end of February?" Uncle Jian over there pondered: "Xiao Jian, the family may not be busy at that time, can you talk to the teacher and hold a conference call then?"

"No problem, Mr. Fujiwara is very nice." He hurriedly said, "I'll go back to work when the time comes? It will be spring break then."

"I still have to talk to the teacher about it." Uncle Jian urged: "You don't need to come back to work, and you will have a good time with Qingkong sauce over there, and don't come back during the spring break. There was a serious accident in Gifu a while ago. I don’t know if there will be any more troubles in the future.”

"This should not happen..." Furutegawa felt a little guilty: "Is the family, the family affected?"

"...It's nothing."

I don't know if it's an illusion, but Uncle Jian seems a little hesitant.

He remembered the news he had just seen, and asked, "Second Uncle Jian, I read in the news that there is a new ghost story about the deceased Su Sheng, is it a new monster?"

"The deceased, Su Sheng... No, there is no such thing!" For some reason, Second Uncle Jian's tone suddenly became more angry: "It's just some people spreading rumors!"

"I see..." He responded, thought for a while and asked, "Aunt Qiuye, are you sleeping now?"

"She..." Second Uncle Jian suddenly fell silent, and after a long time, he said in an erratic tone: "Yes, I fell asleep."

Furategawa was stunned for a while, his heart throbbed for no reason.

Uncle Jian's answer is so strange...

At this time, a very faint noise suddenly sounded in the receiver, but it was very clear, like an iron chain hitting the floor.

Uncle Jian suddenly said: "Okay, let's do this first, and live a good life over there."

Before Guategawa could speak, Uncle Ken hung up the phone directly.

Furutegawa still maintained the posture of listening to the phone, speechless in a daze.

Just before Second Uncle Jian hung up the phone, he clearly heard Aunt Qiuye's weak voice...

"Is it Xiaojian?"

……

When he came back to his senses, an indescribable chill rushed straight to the top of his head, bringing a strong tingling sensation, and for the first time, he felt panic for no reason.

"Why did Second Uncle Jian lie to me? Aunt Qiuye is clearly awake! There is still the sound of iron chains... something happened at home?"

He stood up abruptly, his eyes were sharp in an instant, and the momentum almost lost control almost knocked off the roof.

No matter whether you think about it or not, you have to go back and have a look...

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The sky outside the window had just entered the night. In front of the dining table, Furutegawa put down the bowl, took a breath, blocked the clear sky that was about to serve him, and said, "I'm full, I'm going back to my hometown now."

Both Qingkong and Youjia looked at him with surprised expressions.

"What's the hurry?"

"Auntie Akiba seems to be sick." Furutegawa replied, "I won't be able to settle down until I go back and have a look. After I leave, lock the door."

He stood up and walked to the bedroom to change his clothes.

Qingkong put down the bowls and chopsticks, wiped her hands on the apron, followed, stood outside the door and said, "Shall I go too?"

"Maybe it's just a common cold..." Furutegawa said calmly inside the door, "I just care a little bit, and I will come back after a quick glance, so I won't disturb them."

"Since we're going back, it's better to meet him? Anyway, tomorrow is the weekend."

"That would probably scare them."

While chatting with Qingkong, Furutegawa changed his clothes, put on his coat, opened the door, looked at Qingkong standing at the door, leaned over and kissed her lips, and said softly: "Don't worry, just go back Go home."

"I'm not worried about you." Qing Kong tilted his head: "Anyway, if you encounter monsters, they should be worried about your own safety."

He couldn't help laughing, hugged her with both hands, separated after half a minute, went out the door directly, and drove out the door under the watchful eyes of the clear sky.

After nightfall, there were significantly fewer vehicles and pedestrians on the street. Furutegawa left Tokyo almost unimpeded, drove a car that had just been filled with gas, and rushed directly into Yamanashi Prefecture. On the deserted road, strange roars gradually There are more, and occasionally you can meet long-haired ghosts standing on the side of the road and reaching out to block the way.

Gu Techuan was expressionless, and ran over directly, and a monster jumped into the middle of the road, intending to forcibly eat a full meal, but a few lightning bolts fell in the air in an instant, and it was directly smashed into coke.

The speed of the car did not slow down, and it traveled deeper into the night amidst a burst of sparks.

Three hours later, Guatechuan stopped the car outside the village, locked the car door, stood at the head of the familiar village, closed his eyes, and raised his perception to the maximum. The village was still peaceful, without the slightest breath of monsters and ghosts.

Farther away, there is a wave of monster breath in the back mountain, which is the breath of the big turtle.

Not aware of anything amiss, Furutegawa opened his eyes, turned into a cloud and rushed towards his home in the west.

He quietly appeared on the roof, bowing his head slightly.

It was already late at night, but the lights were still on in the house, and there were occasional faint sounds of walking, judging from his familiarity with the home, it was almost from the living room to the bedroom.

"Second Uncle Jian hasn't slept yet, he should be sitting on the sofa in the living room..."

He silently perceived it, and turned his gaze to the bedroom on the first floor. After a little thought, he silently landed in the backyard.

The bedroom windows were tightly covered by thick curtains.

He didn't move, just stood like a statue.

"Whoa..."

The crisp sound of chains came from the bedroom.

Furutegawa, who was standing outside the window, felt his heart skip a beat, and almost couldn't resist rushing into the house.

Soon, there were hurried footsteps outside the house.

Uncle Jian's deep voice followed, "Do you want some water?"

Aunt Akiba didn't reply.

Furutegawa standing outside the window almost held his breath.

There was no response from the room.

After a long time, the footsteps in the bedroom left the bedroom, much heavier than when they came.

Gu Techuan grabbed his heart silently, and his whole body turned into a cloud and drifted away, landing at the door of the house. After a short pause, he raised his hand and knocked on the door forcefully.

There was movement at home soon, and Second Uncle Jian's calm voice sounded from the yard: "It's so late, who is it?"

"It's me, Uncle Ken!" Furutegawa said loudly, "I just came from Tokyo!"

"Xiao Jian?" Second Uncle Jian's voice was stunned for a moment, but soon fell silent again, and after a while, the cell phone in his pocket rang.

He directly pressed the connect button, and said to the phone: "Second Uncle Jian, I'm really at the door."

"You... why did you come back in the middle of the night? How dangerous it is!" Second Uncle Jian almost growled.

There were hurried footsteps in the yard, and the door opened, revealing the darkened face of Second Uncle Jian.

Guatechuan put down his phone, and was about to explain, but was startled for no reason, looked at him, and moved his lips: "I haven't seen you for a while, why..."

The Second Uncle Jian in front of him seemed to be ten years older, with white hair on his sideburns, sunken eye sockets, haggard face, almost a different person from the New Year.

Second Uncle Jian didn't speak, he was obviously enduring something, finally shook his head, turned around and said weakly: "Let's go into the house."

Furutegawa locked the door silently, and followed Uncle Ken into the house.

A smell of disinfectant water that could only be smelled during the IV drip in the hospital came to the nostrils. Looking at the slightly messy living room, Gu Techuan was startled again.

Looks like it hasn't been cleaned in a while.

"Recently, I've been too busy with things, and I haven't taken care of some idle facts..." Second Uncle Jian bent down to clean up the plastic bags and instant noodle boxes on the coffee table.

Gu Techuan looked at the quilt on the sofa, and blurted out directly: "Auntie Akiba, what happened to her?"

Uncle Jian's hands stopped, but before he could speak, Aunt Qiuye's weak voice came from the direction of the bedroom: "Xiao Jian?"

"It's me!" Furutegawa didn't stop, strode over, stretched out his hand and pushed the bedroom away.

In the bedroom, Aunt Qiuye, who was leaning on the bed, propped up her upper body, half pulled the quilt and slid to the ground, under the slightly dim bedside lamp, was a face that was also extremely haggard.

Auntie Akiba also lost a lot of weight.

There are various medicine bottles on the bedside, with a stronger smell of disinfectant.

Gu Techuan looked down and saw a slender iron chain wrapped around the head of the bed, extending from one end into the quilt.

Subconsciously, he lifted the quilt.

An arc-shaped iron ring was locked on Aunt Akiba's ankle. Although there was cotton padding inside, such a scene still hurt Furutegawa's heart.

He subconsciously grasped the iron chain, and with a bang, he directly pulled it into two pieces with brute force. With a sullen face, he removed the iron ring on his ankle bit by bit.

"Why?" he asked sullenly.

In the living room, Uncle Jian, who was still clearing the dining table, didn't look up, his back was bent a lot under the light.

"Alas..." A deep sigh sounded, and he sat on the sofa, propping his forehead with his hands, unable to speak for a while.

Aunt Qiuye, who was supporting her upper body with her arms, stared blankly at the iron chain, and suddenly sobbed, almost bewildered, and hissed: "Yang Jie, Yang Jie is still alive! I must go find him!"

"Yangsuke is still alive?" Furutegawa, who was holding half of the iron chain in his hand, was startled again. Seeing Aunt Akiha who was desperately getting off the bed and about to rush out, he subconsciously opened his hand to stop her, and unconsciously used the [阴] The soothing power of dreams.

"Don't worry...you must have not had a good rest for a long time, right? Get a good sleep first..."

Auntie Akiba's hand that firmly grasped the hem of his clothes slowly loosened, and her breathing gradually became steady.

He went to put Aunt Qiuye back on the bed, covered her with a quilt, turned off the bedside lamp, and left the bedroom in silence.

After closing the door, he moved a stool and sat in front of Uncle Jian, and asked earnestly, "What happened?"