I accidentally died yesterday [comprehensive]

At the end of July, when the rent is due, the apartment will be transferred to the real estate company.

It's just May now, that is to say, he needs to find his next place of residence within two months.Donghai Lin Zhongwu in the house heard the conversation, he left a bunch of keys, and told Kurokawa Misami before leaving: "This is the key to the house in the port area, you can go there anytime."

The landlord looked at Donghai Lin Zhongwu suspiciously, "It doesn't look like a bank loan."

Kurokawa Misami said: "It's the manager of the bank that lends money, first giving people a little sweetness, and then charging a high price"

The landlord nodded, "I understand."

"I'm really sorry to tell you this news in such a hurry this time, because it's very difficult to sell a house like this where a murder happened."

Kurokawa Misaki understands what the landlord thinks. It takes 20 years for a haunted house like this to get a buyer's patronage, if you don't want to use deception.

But finding a suitable place to live for two months is also a problem.

He was thinking about it, remembering the fact that Donghai Lin Zhongwu told him about the "monster inside the body".

Let's take this matter as the truth, presumably there is no need for Dong Hailin to deceive him.

If ghost-eating monsters were turned into a rental condition, then his options would be greatly expanded.

Haunted house, haunted house.

It is rare to see a haunted house like Takashima Apartment that can be sold immediately.

He was thinking about renting a house, but he forgot one thing, he had never seen the monster in his body.

Misami Kurokawa, who was preoccupied by renting a house, came to Seirin High School. For some reason, many students looked at him with unusual eyes.

Then he came up timidly and asked.

"Kurokawa, Kurokawa is in the Takashima apartment."

"Do you remember what happened last night?"

When someone started, many people came together and asked questions in horror and joy.

"Ghosts appeared on the twelfth floor last night, did Heichuan hear it?"

"Tuk Tuk Tuk."

"It's this kind of voice, isn't it scary?"

"The appearance of a ghost, did Kurokawa see it?"

"No."

Kurokawa Mangjian raised his head, seemed to be in deep thought, and then told his classmates with great regret that he stayed at a friend's house last night.

In order to show his credibility, he also took out the bunch of keys that Dong Hailin left behind when he left.

"Whoa-"

The keys jingled.

The students returned disappointed.

Although the Metropolitan Police Department broadcast the story of this incident on TV and news that day, the so-called story just deleted the truth about the monster, and told everyone that Shota Yoshino committed this murder in a human body.

"Evidence has been found, and it is determined that the murderer killed three people in a row that night, and was arrested when he wanted to attack the fourth person."

"As for the relationship between the victim and the murderer."

"They didn't have any conflicts. The murderer suddenly had the idea of ​​murder on a whim."

"I once again solemnly appeal to the general public not to open the door to strangers at night."

So has the turmoil over this matter subsided?

The constant miasma over Tokyo can explain, no.

"Don't open the door to strangers late at night" has even evolved into an urban ghost talk like "Don't open the door to ghosts late at night".

It's just that the one who played the most role should be the writer Eiji Nakamura...

……

Donghai Lin Zhongwu returned to the headquarters in the central area of ​​Tokyo, and someone has already come up to ask.

"Tianzhaoyuan wants to inquire about the number of monsters turned in this month, the development of the longevity medicine, and the growth status of the Penglai jade branch."

"The other thing is whether the guards on Penglai Island in the East China Sea should be replaced this month."

Donghai Lin Zhongwu nodded, these are the questions that the old calendar will ask every month.

The man continued.

"The Heavenly Daoists want to know the specific content of this operation."

"About rumors and fears of the big monster, its strength, and the specific process of birth and death. They hope that there will be a written report."

"and also……"

"There is also information about your friend."

"It's best to list them in detail."

Donghai Lin Zhongwu hesitated for a moment, and then asked: "Aren't those old monsters dead yet?"

Then, as if asking and answering, "That's right, they can't die."

"No need to say anything."

"Dong Hailin is their collaborator, not some kind of pawn."

"Do you think it was 200 years ago?"

"opinionated."

He smiled and continued to walk towards the office. President Dong Hailin was waiting for him in the office on the top floor.

Donghai Lin Zhongwu knocked on the door, and in the office sat the old and vigorous Donghai Lin Kanta who was nearly a hundred years old.

He was sitting on a leather seat, facing the large transparent floor-to-ceiling windows, and outside the window were Ginza and Nihonbashi. He was so high above, overlooking the entire central area from the sky-like high top.

"When I was young, I didn't dare to say such things."

Donghai Lin Kuanta tapped the armrest of the chair with a deep voice.

Even though Tokai Lin Kanta turned his back to him, the bowing posture of Donghai Lin Zhongwu was still measured accurately with a ruler, which was almost abnormal, "Because the times have changed."

He stood up straight.

"Those Tiandao people and the so-called Chinese who sit in high positions are already old in their thinking and actions, and cannot adapt to this emerging era of competition and change."

"They have power, but that power is quickly overthrown by emerging forces."

"They long for longevity, but the so-called longevity is nothing more than letting them drag their old bones to endure more pain from being eaten by ants."

"They are powerful."

"A power that is useless to this era."

Donghai Lin Zhongwu did not hide his arrogant thoughts, nor did he care that such thoughts were heard by anyone mentioned in the words.

After 200 years of change, the Shinsengumi has become the Action Section of the Special Species Management Committee, and Amaterasu-in is no longer the original Amaterasu-in. Its original controllers were the Tendos, and then became the shogunate, the emperor, and the Tendos. Joint management, but with the rise of modern commercial economy, the power is further decentralized.

For commercial reasons, the consortium that is gradually becoming the lifeline of Japan has also begun to set foot in Amaterasu.

Become a place controlled by the Quartet.

The reason for them to gather together is - the longevity medicine developed by mixing the vitality of monsters and the vegetation of Penglai jade branches.

Those high-ranking politicians are eager to use the elixir of life to satisfy their desire for power, but young people like Donghai Lin Zhongwu want to promote it to the public and turn it into a medicine that can resist cancer.Because the latter can achieve greater economic value.

This is the biggest difference between them.

Donghai Lin Kuan smiled too, he really picked out a great young man.

It was a correct decision not to throw darts to pick people back then.

"Let go and do it."

"Hiakigo."

"You're right, this era is no longer the era of those old monsters."

"Yes."

Donghai Lin Zhongwu bowed respectfully.

"I'm leaving first."

When he turned to leave, he thought of Kurokawa Misami, what is going on with this guy?

Forget it, it's no surprise what happened to him.

……

It's not surprising that people would rather live in a haunted house than in the port area.

In July, near the end of the semester, Kurokawa Migumi finally found a house with very cheap rent. In terms of location, it was already in a very remote place in the 23rd ward of Tokyo, but it was close to the subway station.

But the last advantage is of little use to him.

He had already handed over the large luggage in the Takashima apartment to the moving company, and then took the subway to his new place of residence with a small suitcase with him.

There was an accident that day, when I went downstairs to carry my luggage, I collided with another mover, who seemed to be the person who lived above him, because he was poor and couldn't find a moving company, so he had to go back and forth one by one. transport.

I heard from my self-introduction that I seem to be a writer who is not lucky.

"I'll help you."

After Kurokawa Misaki packed his gift box, he looked at the writer's notebooks scattered all over the floor.

"May [-]nd Apartment Strange Story..."

There was such a thing written in a notebook, and Kurokawa Misami didn't read it out of politeness. After helping the writer organize the box, he carried it downstairs, and we parted.

In this way, when he arrived at the subway station, it was already six o'clock in the afternoon, when people came and went, and the subway was overloaded.

Out of a habit of disliking crowds and contact with others, Kurokawa Migumi watched one train after another of the subway pass by, while he sat on his suitcase, waiting for the next train to be less crowded. train.

He waited until 08:30.

While waiting for the bus, I heard passers-by say that the monks of Sensoji Temple performed a ritual here a few days ago.

"The shrine maidens from Yushima Tenmangu also participated."

"Isn't that the Sugawara Michizane Shrine?"

"The cherry blossom festival should be in February, how can there be sacrifices these days."

"Who knows."

It's nine o'clock, and today is a little more deserted than usual. It seems that because of the Obon holiday, many people who work in Tokyo have returned to their hometowns to accompany their parents.

There are few pedestrians on the road.

Then, Kurokawa Misami got on the wrong car.

I was supposed to go to the north, but I accidentally chose the southbound subway because the two stop signs were too close together.

At nine o'clock, he stood on the streets of Tokyo looking at the subway map.

I was thinking about where to go, but I saw darkness at the end of the street, as if there was something wrong with the street lights, and the night suddenly fell, as thick as soup.A group of people in strange costumes walked towards them, the line was continuous, most of them had loose hair and strange shapes, many of them had very large heads, with only one vertical eye standing between their eyebrows.

Standing in the line, a man in mourning beckoned to him, "Come."

The man was tall and thin, like a slender shadow.

I've always heard that there will be a costume festival in Shibuya during Halloween, but I didn't expect such people in strange costumes to appear on the night of Obon Festival.

Kurokawa Mitsumi walked over with his suitcase, he held up the Tokyo subway map, "Excuse me, I want to go to this place, how can I get there?"

A big head squeezed over, "Here."

"do not know."

The tone is somber.

"Does anyone live here?"

A long tongue came over, and the tongue sticking out was very realistic and vivid, "My home is not here, you can ask someone else."

"I know."

A woman in a white mourning dress approached.

"I died next door to this family, so I know them well."

"You can go with me."

Hearing this, Kurokawa Misaki didn't understand anything. He calmly put away the map and bowed slightly to the other party, "That's troublesome."

"Oh, oh, you are so kind."

Its voice was muffled, with the rustle of feathers scraping gauze.

"Speaking of which, you are standing alone on the street, are you lost?"

"Well, because I moved to the wrong place."

It seemed very angry: "This family is really serious. They didn't tell you when they moved. You must punish them severely."

While talking, the white mist rose, and maybe three seconds, or five seconds later, Kurokawa Mitsumi arrived at the door of his new home.

He thanked the guide again, "This is my home, thank you."

The other party waved his hand: "You go back quickly. I also want to go where I should go."

Kurokawa looked at his watch, and arrived at his new home in only 30 seconds.

It should be because of going to the ghost path.

The new home is a well-known haunted house.

It is rumored that a woman who was trapped in love committed suicide here, and her soul lingers after her death. No matter which resident stays here, she will be haunted by ghosts.

The homeowner had sought out several onmyojis and monks, but the results were getting less and less effective, and the cost of inviting them would exceed the total price of the house, so the homeowner gave up on this idea and rented out the house occasionally for young people to try out It is used for daring meeting or watching entertainment programs.

This house is Kurokawa Misami's new home. It is an old-fashioned house. The door is the entrance, the kitchen is on the right, and the living room is equally spacious when you go straight in. The bedroom is behind the sliding door on the right of the living room. The area is also not small. In the other corner, there is a bathroom.

Compared with the price, the configuration is too luxurious.

He turned on the light, and it seemed to be dim because of the non-residents.

After he put down his luggage, he looked at the items all over the floor and thought that he should clean up the bed first tonight and continue to clean up the rest tomorrow morning.

I deeply...]

deeply……】

There seems to be a voice behind.

Heichuan Mangjian turned his head, behind him was the bedroom, where the rumored woman committed suicide.

Heichuan Mangjian bowed towards the bedroom, "I'm very sorry to disturb you late at night."

"I'm Kurokawa Misami."

"A new resident of this house."

"Although I understand your troubled feelings, I also hope that we can coexist peacefully in the days to come."

can't do it. 】

Kurokawa asked: "Why?"

did not answer him.

Heichuan Mangjian thought for a while, and spread out the quilt. None of the murderers in Room 1205 gank him, and they probably won't this time.

But for more convenience, he knocked on the door before going to the toilet, and then said: "Excuse me, I'm going in."

late at night.

There seemed to be a sobbing cry in his ears. Kurokawa Mitsumi opened his eyes from a dream, and saw a woman in a cherry-colored kimono sitting beside the futon. crying in the moonlight.

I deeply...]

Deeply...]

I envy you. 】

In the silent room, the crying sounded like a needle piercing the eardrum.

Heichuan Mangjian was wrapped in a quilt, he was a little obsessed with the cleanliness of strangers, for fear that the other party would crawl out of the quilt like Kayako.

He leaned on the pillow and looked at the crying woman against the moonlight.

The woman turned her head, and two tears of blood flowed from her dark eyes.

you are back. 】

Why did you abandon me here. 】

Faced with the woman's inquiry, Kurokawa Migumi wrapped himself tightly in a quilt, and introduced himself, he is a guest who came in this afternoon, and he has paid the rent with the landlord, so it cannot be regarded as illegal intrusion. He understands the difficulties of women, I also understand that I can live here because of the existence of women.

"We can live together."

"Survive like gun prawns and tiger prawns."

Talk about cohabitation, but cohabitation. 】

The woman said that the blood and tears on her face hadn't been wiped away, and she glanced at Kurokawa Misami with disgust, "I don't want to date my little brother." 】

While a man's looks are important, what's even more important is his manliness. 】

The woman snorted softly.

Good-looking men are all playboys. 】

"It's really...you did nothing but you were accused for no reason."

"But by the way, do you live here at night?"

"I'll move to the living room."

He stood up, dragged the quilt and walked into the living room, "I wish you a sweet dream."

Pretty glib, little brother. 】

The woman turned around and sat cross-legged in the center of the living room.

Kurokawa Mangjian knelt in front of the sliding door, bowed politely to the woman, "Good night."

Just like that, the sliding door was closed.

……

Not right.

The woman covered her mouth and meditated. After 10 minutes, she remembered her original purpose and felt that she had been fooled. The woman walked through the sliding door angrily and walked to the living room. Under the quilt, only a strand of black shiny hair was exposed.

The woman pulled her hair, hey, come out. 】

Twist again, don't pretend you didn't hear, get up for me. 】

Something was pulled out of her hair.

Rolled and stopped after hitting a corner.

That thing had two-meter-long black hair, wrapped around its neck to its calves, wrapped in a naked and white body. Although it could be described with ambiguous adjectives, its face looked like a water ghost with sharp teeth.

It opened its mouth wide and screamed like a siren, revealing its shark-like teeth.

This water ghost crawled on all fours on the tatami mat, with slender eyes, and a sharp black light was undoubtedly revealed.

It rushed towards the woman.

What the hell is this! ! 】

Yes Yes.

This is the ghost thing in the water.

The woman ran around the house being chased by the water ghost, and inadvertently pulled Mangjian's hair again, and another black mass was pulled out.

This is a terrifying thing that looks like a giant cat monster. Its body is made up of nothingness and black shadows. Its tail flicks back and forth like a whip, making loud noises through the air.

Those crimson eyes were like copper bells. The woman tiptoed to look, and there was an evil man's face on the cat monster's head, with a white face and blood-smeared lips.

What the hell is this! ! 】

As soon as the cat monster appeared, the water ghost immediately turned around and rushed towards the cat monster.

The woman crawled to the corner and stroked Mangjian's hair, what the hell are you. 】

The two ghosts turned into black mist after fighting for a while, and got into Mang Jian's body again.

The woman heard two different voices mixed in the chaotic black mist.

Water, water, not enough. 】

Head, my head. 】

She covered her skirt.

Compared with these two things, I really look like a normal ghost.

When Heichuan Mangjian woke up in the morning, he was surprised to find that the miscellaneous luggage in the house had been packed and placed properly. The kitchen was steaming, and two dishes and one soup were cooked.

"Did you do it?"

"thank you very much."

Moving to this new room and breaking free from the narrow ten square meters, Kurokawa Mangjian felt in a trance that he had opened up a new world of life.

When he came to school, the final exam was about to come, and everyone was studying nervously with the midsummer and the singing of cicadas.

And Kurokawa Misami has also become particularly popular.

It is said that he has a very cool breath about him.

According to the words of Heizi Tetsuya at the front table, "The wild ducks in the countryside fly into the pond, and two or three drops of water splash on the lotus leaves."

"That's what it feels like."

"It seems to be close to the river."

The last test of the final exam was a physical education class. Kurokawa Migumi stood on the machine to measure his height, and he was two centimeters longer than when he first entered school in March.

The physical education teacher said that students at this age are growing taller, and they seem to be changing every minute.

"You will become completely different adults."

The physical education teacher was right.

After returning from the summer vacation, it was only two months, but the boys and girls had undergone particularly significant changes. From the chin to the mouth of the boys, small black stubble appeared endlessly, and the contours of the faces became more and more rigid.

The same goes for girls, as if young bones are struggling to bloom.

During the physical examination at the beginning of the second semester, many people grew a few centimeters taller.

The physical education teacher happily took the report.

"At this age, I can hear bones creaking and growing even when I sleep."

"But Kurokawa hasn't changed much."

He gestured to Mitsumi Kurokawa, "Not only his stature, but also his appearance hasn't changed much."

"indeed."

"There is no beard on Kurokawa's face."

"Do I need to supplement male hormones?"

"It may be that the developmental barrier came a little later."

"Kurokawa Mangjian hasn't grown up yet."