This Japanese Story Is Not Too Cold

Beichuan Temple took the two girls to the bottom of the corridor.

Walking along this road, you can see all kinds of corpses, either lying in the corner or lying in the middle of the road.

Counting the corpses floating in the washing room and swimming pool before, there should have been seven or eight corpses. Counting the second and third floors that were not explored, there should be more than ten victims buried in this elementary school. The disappearance cases that were often reported on TV some time ago may also be related to this.

Four of the corpses came from a school, and the other corpses looked like young college students in society, all of whom were dressed fashionable.

Sakura Mio restrained herself from looking at these horrific corpses, but Beichuan Temple was different, he glanced around, his eyes flickering.

In fact, he was very interested in these corpses, but because of Sakura Mio and Takigen Nanako, Kitagawa Temple didn't go forward to fiddle with these corpses.

Sakura Mio also saw the gleam in his eyes, she couldn't help muttering to herself while hiding behind:

...Why do you always feel that brother Si is more interested in these corpses than us?

What did you say? Beichuan Temple suddenly turned his head.

Sakura Mio covered her mouth with her free hand and shook her head vigorously.

nothing.

Beichuan Temple took a deep look at her: I heard it.

uh cough cough cough—

Sakura Mio forced a smile, not daring to look at Beichuanji again.

The hearing of Beichuan Temple is simply terrifying, such a small muttering can be heard clearly!

Beichuan Temple didn't care about her little expression, just looked at the corpses and said:

The identities of these people...maybe there are suicide notes left. From those, maybe some secrets of this elementary school can be learned. Because most people don't know anything when they are in a hurry. It can be done.

Looking at the broken wooden benches around the corpse, Beichuan Temple sighed in his heart.

These people wanted to leave this school when they were dying, but the wall that had been attached with resentment was simply not something that people could break open.

But in the final analysis, these people are also responsible for their own death, and the consequences of playing this kind of ghost talk game are naturally borne by themselves.

There were blackened bloodstains on the wall, Beichuan Temple ignored it, and led Sakura Mio and the others to the east entrance.

Sure enough, Beichuan Temple expected it.

There is indeed a road here that can directly lead to the ancillary building outside the atrium.

It's just that the porch is tightly closed, as if glued to the ground and the wall.

There was a dead body lying in the corner of the entrance.

His hands drooped tightly on the entrance door, showing an effort to escape from the school building.

Is this also covered by resentment?

Beichuan Temple flicked his wrist.

This time, Sakura Mio finally saw what the silver light that was always shining in Kitagawa Temple's hand was.

It was a dagger.

A dagger filled with black air.

Only the tip of the dagger was shining, and the rest of it was covered in black blood, looking a bit bleak.

Beichuan Temple also figured it out.

The curse of Kanesada cannot be weakened by superseding ordinary vengeful spirits. What Kanesada needs is the resentment of medium vengeful spirits.

This is a picky dagger.

After this period of accumulation, Beichuan Temple has 12.5 skill points in hand.

He intends to spend 10 skill points to improve Spiritual Dagger by one level, and the remaining 2.5 points will be added depending on the situation, so as not to be unable to learn any skills that need to be learned when there is no skill point in case of an emergency.

But those are things for later, the most important thing now is to go to the attached building——

Beichuan Temple made a decisive decision, and Kanesada slammed into the entrance door with a fierce light!

Ka Ka Ka Ka Ka Ka Ka——

There was a grinding sound that made people's teeth sore, as if someone was scratching the blackboard with their nails.

Under this huge force, Kanesada's entire dagger body was cut inward again!

Boom! ! !

There was something broken in the air, and Beichuan Temple looked over, and there was no resentment attached to the door.

But you need a key to get out of the entrance— Sakura Mio sharply saw the lock on the entrance door, and just about to continue talking—

Then I saw Kitagawa Temple raise Kanesada in his hand and cut the lock cleanly from it.

She stopped talking.

Let's go, it's been half an hour since I got here, I hope your good friend can hold on.

Bah, bah, bah! Crow's mouth, crow's mouth! Brother Si! You can't say that!

Sakura Mio spat three times in a row, complaining.

She didn't believe that her two partners would die in this place.

Optimism is a good thing, but blind optimism is not. Most of the probability that you can survive is because I left a pity on Eri.

Beichuan Temple led the way, walking along the way.

Sakura Mio was a little unconvinced: What about Nanako? Isn't she fine by herself?

It can be seen that Sakura Mio cares about her friend very much, but in this kind of weird and gloomy spiritual realm, no one can guarantee that she can get out of it unscathed.

Bei Chuansi said succinctly: The reason Nanako Takigen was able to persist for so long is because she has the protection of the cat spirit on her body. If your other two friends also have the protection of the cat spirit, then treat it as if I didn't say anything.

...

Sakura Mio really wanted to refute, but unexpectedly couldn't find an excuse to refute.

Although she only stayed here for a while, she also knew that it would be extremely difficult for ordinary little girls to survive in this kind of place.

Just when she was downcast, Beichuan Temple's cold voice sounded again:

However, as long as the two of them are still breathing when I find them, I will not let them die. I can guarantee this.

There are still more than one hundred and ten dead breaths on his body, and it is not a big deal to treat two more people.

Temple brother... Sakura Mio looked over gratefully.

Beichuan Temple nodded silently, and stopped talking.

He just said it casually just now, which can be regarded as giving Sakura Mio a verbal lesson.

Beichuan Temple didn't want to see them get in touch with any other spooky games.

I believe that Sakura Mio has already deeply experienced this painful lesson.

Of course, oral lessons belong to oral lessons, as for hands - Beichuan Temple will never be soft because of gender.

They quickly came to the downstairs of the annex building.

The building didn't seem to be attached by resentment yet, the gate was closed tightly and was kicked open by Beichuan Temple.

As soon as the three of them entered the building, there was a sound of running from the other side of the stairs.

The sound of footsteps was dense, and it sounded like there was more than one person.

Kitagawa Temple and Sakura Mio looked at each other, and walked towards the stairs at the same time.

 …

You'll be fine! You'll be fine! Love! Sakurai Saki shouted hoarsely for her best friend.

Tears welled up in big drops.

In her heart now there is nothing but remorse or remorse.

Why do you want to play this kind of game yourself? There are obviously other ways to commemorate entering a higher school! Why should I choose this kind of thing to commemorate?

Dayouai behind her was spitting out blood, and there was a clearly visible wound on her neck.

The hole was not deep, not even big, but it hurt the trachea.

Keke cough——

Dayouai coughed up blood again.

Sakurai Saki's back was already stained red by the blood she coughed up.

Not far behind them, there is a boy Wraith holding blood-stained paper scissors.

It should be that slender paper scissors inserted into Dayouai's throat, but it should not be inserted deep, otherwise Dayouai would have died long ago.

He licked his scarlet lips, unhurriedly hung behind Sakurai Saki, and murmured meaninglessly:

Big sister...hehehe...

Dayouai's face turned even paler.

...put me down... Saki...

The syllables were blurred, and Dayouai tilted his head, breathing out hoho.

Don't be afraid, don't be afraid, love, we will definitely go out together! We're going downstairs, we're going downstairs soon! Saki Sakurai gritted her teeth tightly, crying and comforting.

In front is the stairs to the next floor. As long as you go down to the first floor, you will be fine if you escape from this building!

By the time...

When the time comes, we'll be together...in the drink shop...drinking...with Eri, Mio, Nanako...singing...uuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuui ..”

Sakurai Saki burst into tears, and ran forward with all her might.

She is sorry for Dayouai, if it was not for her fault, the other party would not have suffered such a serious injury.

Listen to me...cough cough...letting go of me is the most sensible choice, I'm almost at my limit...you idiot... Blood stained Dayouai's lips, she was always wise and calm His eyes also gradually lost their luster.

Sakurai Saki cried out without any ladylike demeanor:

I've always been like this... I've always been!!! You can't convince me. Please... Love, live. I beg you... woooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo —”

Sakurai Saki burst into tears.

The boy Wraith hanging behind them seemed to have had enough of this scene, he laughed and jumped up in an instant, aiming the tip of the paper scissors at Sakurai Saki's neck!

This powerful and swift blow could not be dodged with Sakurai Saki's current physical strength.

The boy's wraith falls——

Then he was kicked back into the shadows.

It was a short-haired young man with a handsome face and a cold temperament in his brows and eyes.

And when she was staring blankly at each other, the young man tugged at the neckline:

Poor, help me block it for a while, there are injured people here.

Sakurai Saki's eyes widened.

I saw a...

A little puppet?

The little puppet turned over in the air, but failed, and landed on its head.

Sakurai Saki was about to say something, but then she felt her body lighten, and Otomo was hugged by the young man.

you...

Sashi!

Sakura Mio supported Nanako Takigen and managed to come over from the side of the stairs.

Mio?! How could you?

Sakurai Saki didn't react for a while.

He's Eri's brother! He came to save us! Sakura Mio exhaled, looking at Beichuan Temple who was crouching down with burning eyes.

She was relieved when she saw the black air pouring out of the opponent's hands again.

She has already experienced the effect of that kind of black energy, and the effect of treating trauma is outstanding. As long as Beichuan Temple takes action, Dayouai will definitely be fine, at most, she will be unconscious for a few days due to blood loss.

Eri's brother? The one that Eri often mentions? Sakurai Saki was a little surprised, and then seemed to think of something: No way! Ai is seriously injured and must be sent to the hospital immediately!

Sakura Mio gave her a reassuring look, and she nodded confidently: Don't worry, as long as Brother Temple is involved, there is nothing that cannot be handled.

Well?

The familiar words made Sakurai Saki's eyes widen. She couldn't help but repeatedly looked at Sakura Mio in front of her, and when she was sure that she was indeed Sakura Mio and not Kitagawa Eri, she became a little confused again.

Why did Sakura Mio also become 'Temple Brother Fuki'?

Sakurai Saki shook her head:

No, that's not an ordinary wound, it must be sterilized and operated on!

It's okay, listen to me, Brother Si is invincible in the world, there is nothing difficult to get him! Sakura Mio was full of confidence.

...????? Sakurai Saki blinked several times in astonishment.

Are you 'Temple brother blowing'?

She couldn't help but look back at Beichuan Temple.

I saw the boy Wraith came back again.

But the puppet that flew out started to wrestle with the opponent. The round arm looked soft, but it just beat the child Wraith to let out miserable screams one after another.

What is the situation...?

Sakurai Saki's eyes froze.

After about five seconds, she heard Beichuan Temple's understated voice:

alright.

alright? !

What does this good mean? Do you love it? Are you in love?

She moved again and came to Beichuan Temple.

I saw that the scar on Dayouai's neck had healed at some point, and there were still some dry blood scabs sticking to the smooth and white skin.

Even Dayouai himself looked at the young man hugging him in surprise.

She touched her neck weakly, and the moment she realized that the original gap had indeed disappeared, her eyes widened and she said in a hoarse voice:

How can this be?!

Nothing is impossible. Did you think that these impossible things would happen before you came here? Beichuan Temple's tone was light, but the sober girls present could hear the faint sarcasm in Beichuan Temple's tone.

A group of uneasy little girls.

If Kitagawa Eri hadn't called him and told him, these little girls would have confessed to being in this kind of place today.

Beichuan Temple sighed inwardly.

No matter what, he couldn't just sit back and watch these little girls die like this.

Out of the conscience of normal people.

Because they are his sister's best friends.

It is impossible for Beichuan Temple to let them die.

Next is the little boy Wraith in the back.

Beichuan Temple called Xi Kujo back pitifully, and looked at the little boy.

The little boy's head was deformed by something, and he looked hideous and terrifying. When he saw Beichuan Temple looking at him, he opened his bloody mouth and smiled sinisterly:

Brother—

Before he could utter the last word, the expressionless Beichuan Temple stretched out his hand and pinched his neck.

Sakurai Saki and the others could even clearly see the astonishment in each other's eyes.

Sakura Mio seemed to have a premonition in her heart.

And then--

Boom!

Boom!

Boom!

Boom!

While smashing, Beichuan Temple asked in a cold voice: Big Brother, right?

I make you big brother!

I revised the chapter just now, because the original text was too violent, so I blocked it... 2333333... Blame me. Originally, I planned to write an extra chapter and update it today... I will lose my mind if I do it this way, let's talk about it tomorrow. This is eight thousand words!

Thanks to the lolicon at the end of the century, who messed up his bangs and lost his heart for the reward! Thank you so much!