Goujuan always refuses to confess

Even though it was the second time, Zenyuan Maki was still puzzled by the name of Sumati as a mountain.

It's hard to pronounce and difficult to understand, and it doesn't sound like a Japanese mountain.

Zenyuan Maki sat in the back seat, trying to reduce her sense of existence, squeezed to the side of the car door to make eye contact with the panda in the passenger seat.

She blinked her eyes for a long time and Panda didn't give much response. In the end, the two of them switched to their mobile phones and formed a small group of two to chat there.

There are only five people in the second grade, and they have a small group of five people. Maki stared at the name of Otoko Yuta who was abroad for a long time, but still didn't disturb the other party.

[Spell Tool Maker]: Why do you come to Shizhi's hometown again? Do we need all four of us to come here?

[It's a national treasure, not a curse skeleton]: Who knows... But Maki, if you hide to the side, you'll stick to the door.

[Magic Tool Maker]: If it weren't for your size, I wouldn't be sitting in the back row!

The girl with the ponytail looked quietly at the other side, where Shi Zhi rested his head on Gou Juan's shoulder and was playing with Gou Juan's fingers, Gou Juan just let Shi Zhi pinch his five fingers from between fingers to knuckles.

Looking up, the tips of the ears that were about to shrink into the neckline were slightly red, but the other person looked normal.

Chanyuan Maki: Damn it.

Chanyuan Maki silently thought about the earth-shattering event that Shi Zhikong almost accomplished at the exchange meeting a few days ago, swallowed back the complaints in her stomach, and typed the panda again while holding her breath.

[Magic tool user]: Why on earth do we have to ride in the same car? If it weren't for my age, I would have asked Mr. Yidizhi to get out of the car and drive it myself.

[It's a national treasure, not a cursed skeleton]: Let's think about something happy, like where we're going today...uh...

[Spell Tool Maker]: What's so fun about this, there is not even a shop selling specialties in that place where the birds don't shit, and Nagasaki even asked me for a souvenir from Hokkaido, and I had to buy it for her later.

[It's a national treasure, not a cursed skeleton]: What if...

[Spell Tool Maker]: How can there be any contingencies, after we left last time, no one lives in that village, right?

Zenyuan Maki thought so, but when she arrived at the Sumati Village under the Sumati Mountain, she found that there were many people in the village.

The layout of the village has also changed a lot, as if they had demolished and rebuilt after they left last time.

The school car originally wanted to take them to their destination in a low-key manner, but no matter how the foreign vehicles were hidden in this closed village, they were very conspicuous.

After being discovered, Shi Zhi took the initiative to get out of the car, and the villagers who were still guarded on their faces immediately changed their expressions, admiring and excited.

"Master God is back!"

"It's Master Shizhi! Master Shizhi, please tell us if you want to come back, we will hold a banquet for you!"

"Master Ten Branches, Master Ten Branches!"

Words like these continued to be heard, and the crowd gradually became agitated.

Just when the people in the car thought that the situation was going to get out of control, Shi Zhikong raised his hand and made a movement, and with his words lightly suppressed all the changes of the people in front of him.

"I just came back to take a look. It's not the time for the annual festival yet." Shizhi said with a smile on his face, "It's all over, let's leave someone in charge to lead the way."

The crowd fell silent, and left obediently after a pause of only a few seconds. There was no dispute, no noise, no crowding, and the rules were a little weird.

The only one who didn't leave was a middle-aged man with an ordinary appearance, but his eyes were shining with burning light.

He stared straight at Shizhi, ignoring the others.

Yi Dizhi poked his head out of the car window and asked hesitantly, "Can I stop the car first?"

Yidizhi's words seemed to break the calm and make the stagnant gears turn. Only then did other people exist in the eyes of the middle-aged man.

The middle-aged man leaned sideways and pointed in a direction, "There, please."

The vehicle drove slowly on the path in the village. Not only the auxiliary supervisors, but also the few students who were still in the vehicle felt that the village was unfamiliar, so the guide explained it casually.

——"In order to welcome the new students."

A completely confusing sentence, seeing the pious expression of the other party, not wanting to listen to the long preaching words, all the people in the car shut up.

Finally, the car parked smoothly in the backyard rented by a certain family. Because of the existence of ten branches, they seemed to have given the green light to do anything.

The middle-aged man has been sticking around Shi Zhikong, keeping a distance not too far, respectful and humble, serving him comfortably.

Gou Juan leaned over at the instigation of two classmates, full of doubts.

"Salmon."

When Gou Juan hadn't reached Shi Zhi's side, Shi Zhi saw him, quickly ended the conversation with the believer, and sent him away.

"Huh? Thorn, you asked what happened to the village? It was rebuilt." Ten index fingers rested on his chin, "The entire high-level believers have completely reshuffled. They think that they have ushered in a new life like me, so the rich Several people refurbished this together."

In the middle, the details of who contributed how much money and who contributed how much effort were finally displayed in front of Shizhi in a report.

"Okay, didn't Gojo-sensei tell me to go back to the shrine to take a look, and you want to follow me?"

The team was divided into two groups from here, one group went up the mountain to the shrine and the other stayed in the village to wander around.

The teams were divided very quickly. As soon as Zenyuan Maki grabbed the fur of Pang Da's curse skeleton, he asked Shizhi to make an appointment with a believer who knew the way to take them around, leaving him and the dog Juanji the opportunity to go up the mountain.

In the words of Zenyuan Maki, it means that you are familiar with your own shrine in Shizhisora, and it is just right for you to be with you. You are all people who have entered that shrine.

After finishing speaking, the only girl in the class ran away, holding the thick and thick Pang Da's paw, and went to study how the village deserved the attention of the curse spirit and the curse master.

Shizhikong, who was left behind, looked at the assistant supervisor beside him, and Yizhizhi pushed his glasses dully, then turned around and left.

Before leaving, the assistant supervisor left the last sentence: "Be sure to bring Mr. Goujuan back."

Juzhi blinked and smiled at the only spellcaster who remained in front of him.

"Of course, no one would lose the thorn if they lost it."

"Come on, Thorn, let's hold hands. It's not good to take you down the mountain road."

This is the second time that Goujuanji has climbed this mountain. Unlike the last time when he was chased by the cursed group, they walked slowly this time, and even chatted and took photos with kung fu.

So leisurely and comfortable.

Goujuan was pulled by Shizhi to introduce the beautiful scenery in the mountains that he missed in the past. He also couldn't understand why the stone pier on the roadside could grow such a strange shape, so he could only stand by the side and let Shizhi take a picture of him. According to.

I kept ten photos of myself, and even backed up a copy to the cloud.

From the angle of Goujuan, he could still see the other photos taken above the cloud in a row of upright and candid photos. He pretended not to see it, and moved his reddish face away.

He felt that Shi Zhikong had become a little unpredictable in recent days.

Refers to changes in mood.

Shizhikong undoubtedly cared about him.

The loss of control at the exchange meeting proved this, and proved the importance of the dog curly thorn to Shi Zhikong.

But he only stopped at "caring", Goujuan sighed slightly.

"Spine?" The silver-haired boy who had gone up a few steps turned his head and looked down at him from above from a slightly higher distance, his golden eyes shone by the light and shadow, "Touching the scene and falling in love? Eh...yes, how did you get caught before?" The cursed group chased after my shrine? You haven't told me yet?"

The bewitching peach-eyed master stretched out his hand to him, and the spellcaster was silent for a moment, before stepping up a step.

He told how he was forced to be separated from his two classmates in the village before the reconstruction, and he didn't bring enough medicine to moisten his throat. again.

Afterwards, Shizhi also knew that he saw the spellcaster who strayed into his shrine.

"Here we are." While talking, the mountain road climbed to the top, and after crossing a freshly painted vermilion torii gate, they saw the outer edge of the shrine.

The quaint path is covered with gravel of different sizes, and looking up, it is the Teshui House that has not fallen dust. The painted horse wall has been replaced with new ornaments. The style of the small wooden board is the same as that of the dog roll Arrived differently.

"Dried bonito?" Gou Juan was puzzled.

"Someone will come to clean up on a regular basis. Although I'm not here, the shrine is still operating normally." Shizhi explained for him, "But there are a few places where they won't go in. Other than that, it's no different from an ordinary shrine. "

Shizhi walked in with Goujuan, and the first thing he saw was the shrine. Goujuan looked around and found that the furnishings inside were well-organized, just like what you see in a normal shrine.

The curse speller thought for a while, then pulled the arm of the other person and said that he wanted to see the main hall.

So Shizhi brought him over, but Goujuan looked regretful after watching the main hall.

He could read the muttering in his heart, and the owner of the shrine looked back strangely.

"Why do you think there is a statue of me in the shrine? I'm still alive."

"They said they wanted to make a statue of me but I turned it down. Pure gold is too ugly, so I turned it down."

Shizhikong's dislike is beyond words, the golden statue is vulgar and ugly, apart from being expensive and showing the sincerity of believers, he can't see other advantages.

The owner of the shrine stood in the open space of the shrine and thought about where he would attract attention. Finally, he walked over the overgrown ground and walked towards the corner.

There was a shabby-looking house with a dusty lock on the door, which was incompatible with the clean and tidy shrine.

Goujuan was naturally curious about where it was, and Shizhi also gave him an answer.

"It's a warehouse, and believers are forbidden to enter." Shizhi bent down to look at the rusty lock due to the sun and rain, rubbed the dust on it, and directly chose to dismantle it violently, "The shrine belongs to me alone. "

The implication is that there are no other staff.

The door can be opened after the lock is removed, but there is no light inside the door and there is dust all over the door. The air quality is so poor that people dare not approach it, and it took a while before they can walk in.

The dog curly spine didn't know how to describe what he saw.

Just... This is indeed a warehouse, and there are many sundries piled up in a mess, without classification or order, in a mess.

In addition, the traces on the ground are also very interesting.

Because the door is wide open, the light from outside slanted in, increasing the brightness a bit.

It was also this brightness that allowed Goujuan to observe deep and shallow marks on the floor, which didn't look like patterns, but looked like... blood stains?

"..." Gou Juan was silent, he didn't know whether he should ask.

At this time, the cheating point of the mind reader was revealed again. Shizhi, who was holding his chin and thinking about where to start searching, turned his head, looked at the stains on the ground, and popped out a few explanations.

"Ah this, it must have been left by the corpse before." Facing Goujumaki's blank eyes, Shizhi narrowed his eyes and said a few more words, "Didn't I drag something when I met you for the first time? It's a corpse."

"Disobedient... I got rid of the guy, and piled it up in a random place, but I didn't expect to leave a mark."

After hesitating for a moment on demonstrative pronouns, Shizhi finally chose a neutral point of reference.

Gou Juan avoided the stain without making a sound, and walked in the opposite direction to Shi Zhi, and pulled up his high-collared school uniform, covering his mouth and nose tightly.

He flipped through it twice, and the ancient books and classics were unprotected and fragile, and they shattered in the air after wiping them twice with his fingertips.

"...dried bonito."

The dog pursed his mouth, and changed the direction where there was no paper to pull the heavy objects piled up there. He grabbed a piece of silk fabric and pulled it out carefully, but he didn't want to use it in addition to the silk fabric because of the strange force. Pull out pieces of plaque and metalwork.

The metal fan-shaped object clanged to the ground and raised a cloud of dust.

As for the incomplete plaque that fell on the ground, Gou Juan tried his best to identify it, and felt that there seemed to be words written on it.

——It seems to be written with the word bliss.