Kitakawa Temple concentrated its sight and was about to take a closer look at the appearance of the witches and priests in the water.

But unfortunately, the terrifying scene in the water only disappeared in an instant.

Kitagawa Temple got off the trail and came to the front of the shrine.

In sight, there is an unspeakable ancient shrine building.

The miserable red stone pillars and the red white walls had black marks on the surface, and the surface seemed to have been burned by fire, and some places were exposed to cracks.

A wooden fence, pick out a meter or two of the eaves outward.

But now, the shrine that should have been deserted was flashing with faint candlelight.

Kitakawaji doesn't care about this kind of thing.

He raised his head in the wrong way, squinted his eyes and looked around.

He did not plan to explore the shrine now, but it would be no big problem to just explore the outside world.

"That's it?" Kitagawaji paused, and he happened to see the stone platform placed on the wooden road of the shrine.

On the stone platform are enshrined with flowers with petals drawn from the upward direction.

The general shape of this flower is similar to a water lily, but it does not feel as clean and pure as a water lily.

On the contrary, its overall shape has a charming beauty.

"I saw this flower on the Torii Terrace Stone just now." Kitagawaji couldn't help but ponder.

This is probably the soul-guiding body worshipped by the Gods and Shrines.

Kitakawaji stood up and pulled his collar, taking a look at the weather again.

He has repeated the weather-watching action along the way.

After a while, the thoughtful voice of Kitakawaji sounded:

"It seems that it is going to rain."

The time for Kitagawaji Temple to leave the Miyamoto family is over five o'clock in the morning, and it is over eleven o'clock now, but the sky is still dark and there is no sign of breaking the sun.

I guess today's exploration is the only way. It's better to go down the mountain quickly before the heavy rain comes.

Kitagawa Temple took a deep look at the gods behind the temple.

The cold air is everywhere

It was already pouring down soon after heavy rain.

This was really a rare heavy rain. There was no problem with the sky breaking through a big hole.

The rainwater connects to the rain curtain, which not only reduces the visibility ahead but also makes the road under your feet muddy.

On some grounds with slippery moss, you will slip if you don’t pay attention to it.

If you are on the edge of a mountain abyss when you slip, you might fall off the cliff directly.

In fact, accidents in the wild are all these trivial details.

The rain hit the cold clothes of Kitakawa Temple, making a loud and loud sound.

He put on the cold hat and covered it with another hood with a cold jacket on his outside, but his ears still felt a biting chill.

Kitakawaji stopped and breathed a deep breath of white air, but it was blown away by the violent mountain wind in an instant.

His whole body was wet by the sudden heavy rain, and his cold clothes were tightly pressed against his body.

An indescribable heavy atmosphere suppressed in the air.

In such an environment, Kitakawaji Temple seems to be able to hear

The mountains are crying.

The mountain is crying.

The mountain seemed to be calling him to stop and become one with the mountain.

The dark dead air lingers.

The whisper in my ear was blown away by the strong wind in an instant and disappeared without a trace.

Kitakawa Temple did not relax and walked firmly down the mountain.

At the same time, he put his five senses to the maximum. If there were accidents such as landslides, he would definitely be able to avoid them easily.

In this way, Beichuan Temple stopped and walked all the way, and at about one o'clock, he walked back into the Shenguan Village.

He found a house that was quite dry and had no leakage. As soon as the fire started, he heard the voice of Mamu Yongshi.

"Tera Jun! Are you okay?" Mamiya Yongshi held a large stack of kimonos in his arms and floated into the room from outside the door.

"The situation is not too bad. It's just a little stiff."

Beichuan Temple breathed a breath of white breath and responded pale.

"Is that true?" Mamiya Euchi nodded with peace of mind.

In the cold winter, carrying a load for two hours, if ordinary people had long been unable to persevere.

But Kitakawaji's body was just a little stiff and tingling. From this point, it can be seen that the sixfold physique given by the system is not a fake product.

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Kitakawaji poured out all the things in his backpack.

Although Kitakawaji bought a waterproof flashlight, it was difficult to withstand such torture, and all three of them could not be turned on.

As the key protection object of Kitakawa Temple, mobile phones should not seem to have much problem and can still be used.

The compressed biscuits are quite good and can be eaten.

As for the things that are sleeping bags, Kitakawaji no longer intends to ask for them.

Anyway, I have a lot of money now, so there is no need to save in this regard.

He thought this way, raised his hand to close the door, and took off his clothes one by one as if no one was around.

"" Mamiya Eye looked at Kitagawa Temple's movements, but his eyes flashed, but he did not scream.

If you keep wearing soaked clothes, the heat on your body will be taken away by the clothes. This is common sense.

Fortunately, Kitagawa Temple is not a hooligan, so he was somewhat concerned about Mamiya Yongshi and Nishikoki who was baptizing his body, so he still had a pair of shorts on his body.

Mamiya Yongshi stood respectfully aside.

She waited for Kitagawaji to wrung all her clothes and hung them next to the fire to bake them before she lowered her head and walked up in small steps: "Mr., please use these."

Kitakawa Temple is a little strange.

The kimono sent by Mamu Yongshi was very clean, and there were no such things as mold spots on it.

But that's why he couldn't understand: "Where did these clean kimonos come from?"

"Well." Mamiya Yongshi lowered his head embarrassedly: "These are all kimonos I had during my lifetime, all of which were full of memories. And I have been between the coffins for nine years, and I also need some entertainment activities, so I often take them out to dry and wash them."

Women are such strange creatures.

Kitakawa Temple couldn't help but sigh.

Like Mamiya Yongshi, he has clearly become a female ghost, but he still cares about things like clothes.

Out of courtesy, Kitakawaji thanked him: "Thank you."

Kitakawaji has no women's clothing eroticism but is not a pedantic person either.

The most important thing is to restore your body temperature first.

He simply draped the snow-white kimono that Mamiya Eternal wore on his body, and put his whole body next to the fire to keep warm.

Mamiya Eternale kneeled respectfully and gracefully beside Kitagawa Temple, her illusory face shining with charming brilliance under the reflection of the fire.

The two did not continue to talk, and the atmosphere was condensed.

For a moment, except for the poor Nishikoji shaking his arms and legs and the sound of raindrops hitting the eaves, there was no other sound.

After a while, Kitakawaji recovered a little before speaking:

"Don't you want to ask me some questions?"

"Shijun."

Mamiya Yongshi was gentle and obedient: "Facing with a man who had just escaped from danger, it is the best choice for a woman to remain silent and stay by his side."
Chapter completed!