[Go Soul Natsume's Book of Friends] Guang Xia

Second time

The blinding white light made Natsume unable to open his eyes.Two seconds later, Bai Guangyou disappeared.There was a blur in front of his eyes, and he felt countless golden stars shatter.

"Wow! You are amazing--!"

The girl's ending was exaggeratedly dragged on by the elders, and finally her tone rose, completing this obviously unwilling compliment.

Natsume's heart skipped a beat.He knows who she is.

After his eyes slowly adjusted, Natsume soon realized that he was in some ancient temple.He stood on the broken branches and leaves all over the ground, and in front of him was a square stone table as high as his abdomen.The stone table is astonishingly large, with chess sets, pen holders, paperweights, and "Book of Friends" placed on the sides, and a nineteen-way chessboard placed in the center.Natsume's body was facing the chessboard, with one person sitting on a round stone bench at the left and right ends.

On the left is the girl with the blue and green sleeves just now.On the right is a slightly distorted female version of Natsume.The grandmother in her girlhood was dressed in a high school uniform, her bright eyes fixed on the board full of mistakes.Natsume Reiko's exquisite facial features were a little distorted, as if black resentment was exuding from her whole body.

Obviously, they were playing chess just now.Obviously, his grandmother lost.

"Fifty mesh!" Reiko yelled depressingly, and threw her upper body onto the table at the same time.Natsume thought it was very new - he never knew that grandma could play Go.Judging from the numbers reported by Reiko, Natsume thinks she should have lost badly.

The girl lowered her head and wrote some ink: "Sorry."

good word!Natsume admired secretly, he didn't have much calligraphic attainment, but he could still recognize that it was regular regular script.The balance of shades is pleasing to the eye.

"Fool, why are you apologizing..." Reiko narrowed her bright eyes, "Tsk, in my fight with monsters, you are the only one who wins me. I would like to bet and admit defeat. What do you want from me? Woolen cloth?"

Natsume finally understood: this is also a battle between Reiko and the monster, but the fighting method is a game of chess.If Reiko wins, she writes the girl's name in the "Book of Friends" as usual; if Reiko loses, she will do the girl a favor.

The girl's head hangs lower, like a child who has done something wrong. "Find a soul from a thousand years ago," she wrote.

"Huh—?" Natsume felt that Reiko could not be blamed for being too loud and exaggerated, and he also felt that it was ridiculous.Hearing Reiko's question that was no less than a roar, the monster's whole body shook and almost knocked over the inkstone.

"I accidentally killed someone during my lifetime." The girl's face turned pale, as if recalling some unbearable past events, "Because of my willfulness, he paid the price with his life.

"Master Mibu said that his soul is still wandering in the world. Sister Reiko, you have powerful demon power, can you help me find out? Please!"

"Why don't you just find a soul, I know a lot of monsters! I will try my best to find out for you..." Reiko agreed.

"Thank you!" The pure joy was vivid on the paper. "I give you my name, and I am always at your service. I hope you can call me when you have news."

The only monster who defeated Natsume Reiko still left his name in "Book of Friends".

<<

In the huge Japanese-style room, the only light source is a row of less than a hundred candles.On the wall are the magnified silhouettes of everyone, flickering, hideous and ghostly.And the candlelight is gradually diminishing.Because everyone has to blow out a candle after telling a ghost story.

Several rounds passed.There are only three candles left on the coffee table.

Iijima's voice trembled a little.Hearing the ups and downs, someone groaned slightly, and someone gasped.Everyone's hairs stood on end, and a sense of horror rushed over their faces.

The 98th is Iijima, then Ryo, and the 100th is Hikari.

The wind is indeed cool, but the light is not afraid.The folding fan in the palm seems to be holding a small sun, which is continuously transmitting warmth.He didn't listen to the ghost stories everyone told, his mind was full of Zuo Wei - happy Zuo Wei, persistent Zuo Wei, serious Zuo Wei, sad Zuo Wei, lost Zuo Wei...

If Zuowei was still around, what expression would he have?He will look around curiously and shout loudly: "Ah, it's so fun! Xiaoguang, you can tell the story of 'Hundred Ghosts at Night'!" Thinking to myself: "Hey, I'm so scared~~" Both are possible...

"Haha..." Guang couldn't help laughing out loud.After laughing a few times, he found that the voice of telling the story had stopped, and everyone turned their heads to look at him inexplicably, especially Liang, who had the strangest expression.He was telling a scary ghost story just now, but unexpectedly there was a joke...

"I'm sorry. Let's go on." Light said awkwardly.

Everyone's expressions became even weirder.Liang stood up indifferently, went to the coffee table and blew out the penultimate candle.Light felt his scalp go numb—it turned out that Liang had already finished telling the 99th story.

The light source in the dark room has weakened a bit.There was only one white candle burning on the coffee table.The cluster of candles swayed leisurely in the darkness, beating regularly like a heart.The world is almost primitive black.

All I could hear was the rustling of clothes around me: Many people moved uneasily a few times, and some took deep breaths, as if cold air was pouring into their throats.He could feel that everyone looked at him with complex eyes, mixed with worries and fears—no one dared to continue telling the 100th story and blow out the last candle.Because it is said that terrible things will happen, attracting terrible evil spirits and ghosts.

"Shinto, why don't you forget it..." Yijiao persuaded.

"I can't forget it." Guang said forcefully, clenching his folding fan desperately. "The 100th story begins: ..."

—— Zuo Wei, will you be recruited by me?

<<

The girl's memory ends here.

Everything around has changed.There are no ancient temples, no maidens who lose chess.There are no square stone tables, no Four Treasures of the Study, no scales and chess sets, and no broken branches or leaves.In the Obon festival hotel room, the clock is still pointing to nine o'clock, not one second more, one second less.In the deep night, in the huge Japanese-style room, with bright fluorescent lights, stood a girl in Tsing Yi.

Natsume felt a pain in her heart for no reason—Reiko must have not kept her promise.She was always like this, making promises to monsters without thinking about them, but not keeping them.In the end she died herself, leaving all the mess to her grandson.

Reiko kept the girl waiting for 50 years.

"I'm sorry..." Natsume apologized to the girl on behalf of her grandmother, but found something strange: the girl frowned tightly, all the shyness from just now faded away, and the timid expression also disappeared.Did something happen?

The girl stomped towards the entrance, and opened the door with lightning speed, the movement was so big that the blue skirt fluttered.She stared across the room.

Natsume walked out subconsciously, and the oncoming wind made her body tremble, as if an ominous chill had poured into her internal organs...

etc!Natsume was taken aback by the thought that came to him just now——

The opposite room is closed, so where is the "oncoming wind" coming from?

<<

At the end of the 100th story, Hikari stepped forward and blew out the last candle, and the Japanese room suddenly fell into darkness.But at the moment when it was blown out, something grazed Guang's ear and whizzed past him at an extremely fast speed!

Guang was shocked, every pore on his body was shrinking.Cold sweat drenched his shirt.

And the situation of everyone at the moment is not much better.An eerie chill slid into everyone's guts.Everyone was restless and restless, and no one wanted to sit quietly like before, as if the ground was covered with a thick layer of ice.

"Ah Fu, don't move!"

"I'm sorry, Ochi. There's no room on my side, whoever is behind, can you move back a bit?"

"No, that's where Shinto is... Hey, where's the person? Why is it empty?!"

Ochi spoke.Alfred spoke.Iijima spoke.It seems that there is also Komiya, no, it should be Honda... I can't hear clearly... Hikari just felt that their voices were getting farther and farther away from him, and gradually out of his hearing range.

"Shinto?" Ryo's worried voice sounded in the darkness, "Where are you? Shinto?"

"Shinto, why don't you squeak!" He Gu shouted. "Stop playing pranks!"

There is no answer, he must concentrate all his energy to feel Zuowei, and he must not let go of any clues.There was darkness in front of him, but he still kept his eyes wide open, calling Zuo Wei with his whole life, eagerly looking forward to and waiting, even though the chance of him appearing was one in a billion...

The violent heartbeat completely cut off all light's hearing from the outside world.

"Who is near the door? The switch is on the left! Please turn on the light!" Yijiao said.

"I'm on!" Honda yelled, "but the light didn't come on!"

"Shinto! Are you still at the coffee table? I remember you had a lighter! Light up those candles!" Yijiao shouted.

Can't hear anything.It was still dark in his field of vision, but he felt that something was approaching him.It was stinky, dank and cold, mingled with the smell of grave earth and rotting dead flesh.Something clamped his arm, pulling him forward with force!What was in the body was forced to leave, and it flowed out continuously and rapidly, and the consciousness became more and more empty...

bang-bang-

The drowsy light was suddenly awakened by the knock on the door!He clearly heard a strange knocking sound from outside the door.The sound accelerated rhythmically, like the sound of a soul-inspiring drum.

—— Zuowei, is that you?

<<

bang-bang-

The girl in Tsing Yi beat on the door anxiously, each sound becoming more urgent.At this time, Teacher Cat shouted, "Natsume!" not far away.

The beckoning cat appeared at the corner of the corridor. It rushed over panting, and turned into an elegant monster spot in the next second.Its face was a bit ferocious because of its anger, it raised its sharp claws without hesitation, and threw itself at the girl in Tsing Yi without saying a word!

"Teacher, stop! She didn't hurt me!"

Seeing that she was about to be torn apart by the claws, at the nick of time, Natsume pulled the girl behind him and opened his arms to protect her.Madara didn't expect it, so he could only stop his attack, his eyes still glaring at the girl fiercely.

"Didn't you open the gate to the underworld? Impossible!" Seeing the girl shaking her head, it accused more firmly, "It was definitely you!"

"Of course it wasn't her." Natsume quickly defended, "I was with her all the time just now."

"She is Qingxingdeng!" Madara roared angrily, "Qingxingdeng, one of the hundred ghosts, is a monster wandering around the gate of the underworld. Ye, 'Hundred Stories' has succeeded, and the consequences will be even more serious! Now the gate of the underworld is open! After a while, monsters and monsters will swarm out, and the last one to suffer is the last person to blow out the candle!"

Natsume's face changed drastically, and his body moved away unconsciously.

Madara roared loudly and pushed towards her.Qing Xingdeng took a few steps back, opened his eyes wide, and kept shaking his head at them, expressing that he had never done such a thing.

Her lips moved, clearly wanting to express something.

Natsume suddenly understood: "Teacher, her mouth is saying 'stop'! She said she can prevent this from happening!"

"Lie!" Madara growled unceremoniously. "Things that even I can't help, how could she, a little demon—"

"It won't help if you kill her!" Natsume was a little angry, "First find a way to prevent this accident! Teacher, you rush to open this door!"

Madara glared at him reluctantly, but slammed her legs for the door anyway.The wooden door shattered and shattered.Qing Xingdeng rushed in first.Billows of smoke and dust were blown up all over the sky by the dark wind, and someone in the room screamed loudly.

There was a slight light outside, but Natsume couldn't see anything, only felt that there were many evil spirits and ghosts pinching his arms, and all the strength in his body was sucked away.

His limbs gradually weakened, and he felt Madara support his limp body with its elbow...

The two teenagers inside and outside the door collapsed to the ground in the next second, unconscious.

a paper summer flower