This Japanese Story Is Not Too Cold

Beichuan Temple looked calm, he grasped Xi Kutiao's poor little hand, and narrowed his eyes.

Perhaps it was his 'weird attraction' physique that played a role again, and he hit the jackpot as soon as he came to Bashan City.

Xi Kutiao Meixiang and Xi Kutiao Pity were no longer considered living, but were counted as wandering spirits wandering nearby. Beichuan Temple knew this clearly from the very beginning.

Originally, Beichuan Temple planned to deal with the two of them directly, but the golden radiance around Xi Kujo's poor body made him hesitate for a while.

But Nishikujo Mika is different. Beichuan Temple looked at Nishikujo Mika who was gradually losing her mind in front of her, thinking without changing her face.

Xi Kutiao Meixiang and Xi Kutiao Poor should have come here a few days ago, or more than ten days ago, and their bodies were thrown nearby after they were killed.

As new wandering souls, Nishi Kujo Mika and Nishi Kujo Mika were unconscious at first, but as the days passed, Nishi Kujo Mika's memory gradually recovered as an adult, and she also understood who killed their mother and daughter. ...

Judging from the fact that Nishi Kujo Mika has always been obsessed with Nishi Kujo's poor biological father, Beichuan Temple can easily deduce that the person who killed the two of them was actually Xi Kujo's poor father.

It is estimated that Mika Nishikujo was killed when she asked the other party for child support, right?

Who is more frightening, the living or the wraith?

There was a glimmer of understanding in Beichuan Temple's heart.

Because of her daughter, Mika Nishikujo has been suppressing her obsession and resentment. Has been wandering around as a wandering spirit.

But Nishi Kujo Mika was eventually eroded by obsession, and resentment drove her to this place.

In fact, in the second half, Beichuan Temple did not lead the way at all, and all of them were led by Xikujo Meixiang in front.

Mom... Xi Kutiao struggled and stretched out her little hand, and the light reflected on her slightly illusory and transparent half of her face, which made people feel extremely affectionate.

But Mika Nishikujo didn't care about the pity of Nishikujo behind her, she floated into one of the rented apartment buildings without looking back.

... Beichuan Temple.

Mika Nishikujo, who had already turned into a resentful spirit, didn't care about anything else anymore, even her daughter's cry couldn't make her turn back.

Mom!!! Xi Jiutiao's pitiful little face became anxious, her mouth puffed up, and she actually bit the back of Beichuan Temple's hand, trying to break free and go in with her mother.

But Beichuan Temple didn't let go, just patted Xi Kujo's poor little head.

It's not your mother anymore, it's a different nature.

You liar! Mom will always be mom!

Tears poured out in big drops, and Xi Kutiao's pitiful and childish voice seemed lonely and helpless in the winter night.

Mother!

Mother!

You let go! You let go!

Beichuan Temple never let go.

Because some things are really not suitable for a young girl to see, even if the girl has become a spirit body.

 …

I don't know how long it took, but Xi Kujo's pitiful voice stopped following a male scream and continuous tearing sounds from the apartment.

Another two or three minutes passed after that, and the tenants of the rented apartment let out howls of terror, apparently discovering something.

But Nishi Kujo poorly didn't care about that, she just watched Nishi Kujo Mika rushing out of the apartment, her little body trembling.

Mika Nishikujo is still holding a male head with a fearful expression in her big thick hands today.

hate.

Soaring hatred.

Why did this man kill her?

Why don't you even let your own daughter go?

Why why why why why why why? ! ! !

 …

That... poor tuition is really not enough, I can't make it up no matter what, Yuta, you haven't paid any money for three months, this time you should...

Mika Nishikujo bowed and stammered humbly to her ex-husband who was smoking and drinking in front of her.

It's not easy to make money now! Do you think the money I've been sending over is not a huge sum of money? You two moths!

Without you two, I don't know how good life is now! Then I will live in this kind of place!

Yes, but...

No but! Get out of here!

Wait! We...!

Boom! ! ! !

Xi Kutiao, who was sitting obediently on the other side, stared pitifully at all this happening.

Blood sprayed from the mother's head, and Hu fell down in front of her.

Quick... run away...

Before falling down, Mika Nishikujo uttered broken syllables.

But the scene of Xi Kujo's poor little body being knocked down by his ex-husband was reflected in the out-of-focus pupils.

What should be enjoyed, is not enjoyed...

When maternal love turns into the most extreme hatred for people, it is probably nothing more than that.

Beichuan Temple pulled Xi Kujo poorly behind him.

Step forward suddenly.

Boom! ! ! !

There was a crisp sound when the hard ground was stepped on, and Beichuan Temple pushed forward with his palm and took a horse stance.

Bajiquan starting hand style.

Come. Beichuan Temple's extremely cold voice came, and the moment of death eruption also attracted the attention of Nishikujo Mika, who had mostly turned into a resentful spirit.

Her scarlet eyes bulged, her whole body twisted strangely, her nails stained with scarlet blood swelled, her complexion was as white as paper, and she rushed towards Beichuan Temple with a bang.

Seeing that there was only so much hatred for the living in her eyes, Beichuan Temple couldn't help feeling much relieved.

He moved his feet, advancing instead of retreating!

Beichuan Temple didn't hesitate at all, and there was no need to hesitate.

At the moment when the two sides approached, Beichuan Temple made a wrong foot, and then stood still, with death lingering between his fingers.

The center of gravity moved forward to the arm, and the strength was transmitted to the back of the right fist along with the waist, and it was imprinted heavily on the opponent's chest with a dark dead air.

Boom! ! ! !

Beichuan Temple felt that he seemed to penetrate something...

No...It should be said that Mika Nishikujo sent it up for him...

Nishikujo Mika's illusory body of a resentful spirit is even more ethereal.

Her eyes, which were originally full of resentment, also regained some clarity. She let out a few clear coughing sounds, and black, foul-smelling liquid oozed out.

Her hatred even materialized.

This can also be seen how much Nishi Kujo Meixiang loves Xi Kujo and pities her.

Father's love is like a mountain, while mother's love is as deep as the sea.

The love of parents for their children never asks for anything in return.

Mother's love and father's love are all like this.

Beichuan Temple withdrew his posture, just silently watched Nishi Kujo Meixiang fall forward, and came to Xi Kujo Mika.

Mom... Xi Kutiao's poor little body twitched and cried.

Poor... Mika Nishikujo had a gentle smile on her face, and gently stroked Xikujo's pitiful and smooth forehead with trembling palms.

Her body gradually became unreal.

Time is running out.

Thanks to the heavy gunner under the starry sky, Nanman for the reward! Thank you so much!