This Japanese Story Is Not Too Cold

Temple Jun... so the eyes are so clean?

Eternal Asamiya blinked her eyes, her eyes were not in a hurry, she calmly maintained her elegant posture and said: "The apology is because... Temple Lord stayed at Asamiya's house because of my business." Bar?"

"This has nothing to do with you, I have my own plan." Beichuan Temple replied calmly.

In the final analysis, the investigation at Asamiya's house was for the task of the system and Hitomi Asamiya's entrustment.

Helping Asamiya Eiji is just a necessary way to accomplish these two tasks.

After hearing this, Asamiya Yongji stroked his hair and laughed: "Is that so...?"

Is the smirk of the Asamiya family hereditary?

This movement is exactly the same as that of Asamiya Hitomi, it is completely subconscious and has nothing to do with self-cultivation and education.

It's not that this will destroy Asamiya Eiji's mature and steady beauty, it's just that the sudden appearance of this kind of smile makes Beichuan Temple feel a little bit out of harmony, but also a little bit familiar.

Looking at her, Beichuan Temple had some thoughts in his heart.

The smiles of Asamiya Eiji and Asamiya Hitomi were not artificial. To be honest, Beichuan Temple was not disgusted.

"Should the temple master go to the mountain to explore the gods tomorrow?" Asamiya Yongshi asked.

"Well, since I've stayed here for a day, I naturally have to go up the mountain to see the situation." Beichuan Temple replied briefly, and took another sip of liquid food.

There is nothing to hide.

Beichuan Temple has to go up the mountain to explore where to go and where to go up the mountain road of Shenzhu Mountain.

And looking for the shrine of the gods from the long mountains of the gods is another time-consuming and physical effort.

Beichuan Temple intends to explore the bottom of Shenzhu Mountain tomorrow morning, and rush back to the city in the afternoon to buy some climbing items again, and then have a good night's rest in the hotel to replenish energy.

"Should I also follow?" Asamiya Yongshi asked inexplicably behind.

"Isn't this a matter of course?"

Beichuan Temple felt that this female ghost was a bit weird: "Why do you always ask some obvious questions?"

If Asamiya Yongshi can recall something on the road, it will be of great help to him in finding the way up the mountain.

After all, nine years have passed, even if there is a road up the mountain, it should be covered with weeds and thorns, making it difficult for him to find it.

There is no reason for Beichuan Temple to refuse if there is a ready-made guide.

After drinking the liquid food in the kettle, Beichuan Temple greeted Asamiya Eiji and took out the sleeping bag, covered him with a quilt, and lay down not far from the fire pit.

After a hard day's work, he was indeed tired.

Beichuan Temple closed its eyes and fell asleep.

On the other side, Asamiya Yongshi floated up to add firewood to the fire from time to time, and soon, she seemed to think of something again, and sighed faintly.

Nothing to say all night.

The next day, Beichuan Temple woke up early according to the usual pace.

In fact, there is no way to not wake up. The sleeping bag is used as a quilt, and sleeping on the tatami mat is actually not very comfortable.

As soon as Asamiya Yongshi saw Beichuan Temple wake up, he floated straight over and asked in a crisp voice: "Si Jun, how are you resting?"

"It's not good." Beichuan Temple responded, turning over and packing his backpack at the same time.

Suddenly, he felt his shoulders sinking. At some point, Xi Kutiao pitifully got into his neckline again.

This little guy was full of energy after a night, and the golden kindness lingered, obviously much stronger.

She saw Beichuan Temple looking back at her, and stretched out her chubby hands to act like a baby to him.

Beichuan Temple touched her little head.

"Let's start now? Monarch?" Asamiya Eiji asked behind Beichuan Temple.

With a gentle temperament, she was a little worried.

After all, the sky is still a little dark now, and ordinary people can't see things very well.

But in fact, this dark color is nothing to Beichuan Temple's physical fitness, which is several times that of ordinary people.

"It's almost time to go, otherwise I won't be able to go back to the city in the afternoon." Beichuan Temple nodded and locked the belt of the backpack. He turned around and asked, "Do you have any questions? Do you still want to rest?"

"Strictly speaking, the spirit body does not need to rest." Seeing that he had already opened the sliding door, Asamiya Yongshi turned around and followed him, his voice was a little hesitant: "It's just...the seclusion hasn't faded away yet. ..”

Indeed, in the sight of Beichuan Temple, the gloomy lights of Asamiya Honjia were still flickering, and the swaying balls seemed to be beckoning, or welcoming——

Beichuan Temple frowned, his voice was slightly lowered, and then he shook his head: "It doesn't matter that much."

After a night's rest, all the dead energy has been recovered, and most of the physical strength is still left, so there is still no problem in rushing out of Asamiyamoto's house.

Well--

Eiji Asamiya wanted to continue persuading him, but he heard Beichuan Temple ask in front of him: "Which are the more powerful vengeful spirits in the Asamiya family now?"

"The current situation of the Asamiya family...sister Caiyue should be the most powerful. Because the spirit of the head of the family is not in the Asamiya family."

"Not at Asagi's house?" Beichuan Temple turned around knowingly.

"Well." Asamiya Yongshi said: "My previous spiritual awareness was several times stronger than that of ordinary resentful spirits, and I could keenly perceive the movements of the spirits in Asamiya's family. Breath, but after dividing the soul body, I no longer have that ability."

Then she continued with some confusion: "It's also very strange to say, just after Si Jun you came yesterday, the strength of sister Caiyue's spirit body seems to have dropped a lot all of a sudden, and it is close to disappearing."

She didn't think Beichuan Temple could do anything to Natsuki Asamiya, who had already turned into a spirit of resentment. After all, she was a little startled by the level of ferocity and deep resentment that Natsuki Asamiya had turned into a spirit of resentment.

If such a vengeful spirit breaks out of the shackles of the main stone, it will definitely have a great impact on the present world. Even a first-class onmyoji, witch, or monk will have to struggle to deal with her, right?

This is also an important basis for her not thinking that Beichuan Temple can do anything to Asamiya Natsuki.

Asamiya Yongshi continued to persuade: "So Monarch, there are vengeful spirits like Sister Caiyue blocking the way outside, let's take a long-term plan, even if we want to go out, we are not in a hurry—"

Before she finished speaking, Beichuan Temple interrupted:

"Is the Nayue you're talking about Mamiya Natsuki?"

"Uh... yes." Asamiya Eiji nodded.

"It means that apart from Asamiya Nayue, there are no particularly powerful vengeful spirits in the Asamiya family, right?"

Beichuan Temple asked again.

"It's... almost." Asamiya Eiji was confused.

Why did Beichuan Temple ask this? Could it be that he is going to trouble Natsuki Asamiya?

That's not okay!

Now the Asamiya family is still in a state of seclusion, and Asamiya Natsuki is much more fierce than during the day.

Just as she was about to speak out, she saw Beichuan Temple going out along the stone road.

"Wait! Temple Monarch! Sister Caiyue—"

She is very powerful!

Beichuan Temple interrupted her words again, his tone was calm, with a sense of calmness: "Nazuki Asamiya has already been saved by me."

ah?

Um?

Well--

Asamiya Yongshi was stunned, and a look of astonishment appeared on his delicate ghost face.

Seeing her like this, Beichuan Temple replied without any change in expression: "I saved her with my own hands yesterday."

Hmm - physically transcended.

Beichuan Temple did not fluctuate in his heart.

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