The evil ghost's bare head was densely packed with more than a dozen different faces, not just the face. Different faces were distributed on the top, the back of his head, and on both sides of his temples.

From the appearance, they are all young women in their teens to twenties, and the most prominent of them is Nana Hoshino on her chest. She is the most complete soul that has been left here these days. With her as the center, the pale faces of the resentful spirits are filled with resentment, and they are hit with the impact of tearing everything in front of them into pieces of flesh.

This is also the main reason why Shengu can analyze the above information in his mind in the future.

Too close!

Miya Kamiya held up his cell phone and looked at Kitagawaji's movements without blinking.

She was so scared that she could not move in place. Even if she could move her feet, Miku Kamiya didn't think she could escape the other party's terrifying speed.

So I can only leave it to Kitakawaji Temple standing in front of me!

If Kitagawa Temple takes out this action of resentment, this is challenging the future of Shen Gu's future, then the other party's next action will subvert the three views that Shen Gu has worked hard to shape over the next sixteen years.

With the dull expression of Kamiya Miku's face, Kitagawaji changed from a calm horse stance to a forward rushing momentum!

At this time, he actually had to rush over and fight with the other party head-on?!

Kamiya Miya was stunned.

I remember that Onmyoji and witches should not both take talismans and use peach wood swords and other things? Why did you get close to the Kitakawa Temple?

The resentful spirit was less than two meters long, and his palm was slapped heavily at the head of Kitakawaji.

The force pulled down in the air made Shengu Future believe that even a stone wall would be scattered by the other party here.

But Beichuan Temple can no longer stop it!

Miya Kamiya felt that the rapid heartbeat sounded and the footsteps of Kitagawa Temple merged into one, and the world became blank.

She actually showed symptoms of tinnitus and dizziness nervously!

With the observation of Kamiya Miku's concentration, Kitagawaji bent down, and while avoiding the opponent's force, his feet hooked the opponent's waist.

At such a close distance, Kitakawaji could even smell the stench that could not be eliminated on the other person's body.

With his legs exerted force, Kitakawaji suddenly turned over, and the black air gathered, forming sharp finger thorns. He stretched out his hands to hug the rotten head.

Twisting your wrist and waist down.

Click!!!

Kitakawaji actually twisted off the head of the human face with the force of the other party's forward rushing force and sharp finger thorns!

Jiu Jitsu!

The moment the other person's body fell, Kitagawaji looked at Nana Hoshino on the other person's chest.

The dark eyes without white eyes were still full of resentment towards the living, without any change.

In fact, the same is true.

Kitagawa Temple sighed.

Originally, he wanted to try whether he could communicate with Nana Hoshino and let her explain who the person who harmed him was, but the result was just like that.

I took it for granted.

Kitakawaji calmly stretched out his left hand and rubbed it with a click to reconnect the dislocated right hand, thinking behind his heart.

A resentful spirit is a resentful spirit. It is simply a collection of negative emotions from people. It is expected to take out information from their mouths, and it has to wait for death or whether it can obtain the ability to see the memory of the dead in the future.

The only good news is probably that the mastery of medium death energy has a certain ability to shape the body, which is very helpful to actual combat.

The head in his hand turned into a black air flow and drifted in the air, and the resentful body of the lingering spirit lying on the ground and twitching constantly also drifted away with the wind.

When the black airflow completely dissipated, Nana Hoshino's extremely resentful voice also rippled in the air.

"Beichuan"

A cold message came

‘Recycle human face resentment spirit, one elementary high-level resentment spirit, get 2 skill points.’

Kitagawa Temple closed his eyes and felt the improvement of physical fitness and death energy, but before he could check the specific physical condition, he heard the sudden surprise sound of Kanya Miya over there:

"What is this?"

At the place where the human face resentment disappeared, a broken square book actually fell down.

"Is this?" Kitakawaji walked over.

He was looking forward to it.

Could it be that the junior high-level vengeful spirits still have the skills books like the RPG game system?

Most of the system's functions have not been explored by him, after all, it is only more than ten days.

But when Kitakawaji actually held it in his hand, he was a little disappointed.

The texture of the paper rubs against fingertips.

This is just a simple notepad with a somewhat worn cover.

Miya Kamiya was limp in place for a long time, and waited until his legs slightly regained their strength before staggering over.

Her eyes were filled with witnessing the brilliance beyond her knowledge. When she saw the expression she saw Kitagawa Temple, she said in fear:

"I dare swear that the haunted houses or roller coasters in the amusement park are not as exciting as before."

She was almost scared to pee, and she was still a little weak when she remembered the scenes of the white thighs just now.

Miya Kamiya barely touched Kitakawaji, grabbed his sleeve with both hands, and his little face tightly against Kitakawaji's side face, and asked weakly: "What is this?"

Kitagawaji didn't care about the intimate actions of Kamiya in the future. He looked at the notepad in his hand, frowned slightly and analyzed:

"It is probably something that the prisoner left behind or forgotten. Hoshino absorbed the notepad with a little master's breath into his body with the last bit of obsession during his lifetime."

"Is that true?" Miya Kamiya felt that his whole body was limp and had no strength to support it. He simply hugged Kitakawaji from behind, pressed his chest tightly, and continued to say as if he was hanging on him: "Since that's the case, there should be clues about the prisoner on it."

"It should be like this." Kitakawaji took the notepad and looked at the front, then looked at the back, and after repeatedly confirming that it was not a prop like a skill book, he said unwillingly: "I'll open it and take a look."

His mind is full of skills books now, and he doesn't care about Shengu's future small movements.

Kitakawaji opened the notepad, just glanced at the contents on it and muttered quietly.

"It's really not a skill book."

"Hmm? What are you talking about, Sejun?"

"Nothing." Kitagawaji replied coldly. Not getting the skill book made him feel a little unhappy.

But his subordinates were still reading unwillingly.

In the end, he gave up.

This is really just a notepad, or a very special notepad.

"What is it written on it?" Miya Kamiya pushed forward and asked curiously: "Can I take a look? Terajū?"

There is a reason for her to ask.

God knows if there are things like "resentment" on this notepad?

"Whatever you want." Kitagawaji threw the notepad to Kamiya Miya.

The future of Kamiya who received the notepad has come to some spirit.

She found a bench to sit down, reached out and opened the notepad.

The handwriting on the notepad is very sloppy and messy. It can be seen that some fonts are too distorted and deformed, and some places are blurred by large blood stains. Even the future of Shengu can only barely understand part of it.

She looked at the first sentence.

"Am I crazy? I actually killed the daughter of the Mitsui family next door. Just to make an agreement with Yuki? No, it won't be like this. I love Yuki, what I did right?"
Chapter completed!