People's health is constantly expanding. Perhaps the original intention at the beginning was good, but the longer they lived, the more their intentions naturally changed.

Even if there is a movie where people can stick to their true nature and never forget the whole life, there is never a shortage of bad people in the world.

At the beginning, people's prayers were actually very simple, they were just praying for children to give birth naturally, repair wells, etc., but... I don't know which day it was from that day... or from that person... I prayed that the pure wishes were mixed with distractions from the beginning.

I hope my love rival can die in some cruel way.

I hope to drag myself down and let the elderly and elders die as soon as possible.

I hope that those who have land disputes with me will die soon...

"It sounds like the hand-sent is eroded by evil thoughts."

The voice of Mamiya Eternal Evoke came from Kagura Ring.

She stayed in Kagura Bell and listened to the story of Kagura Miku. She only spoke until Kagura Miku was almost done.

Kitakawaji quickly reacted:

"The thing you send in hand... Eternal do you mean that the box of disaster is similar to the proof of the Mouchi Witch on the future neck?"

"No, essentially, the evidence of the Mouchi witch in Miss Future's hand is actually a more complete 'hand-sent' thing, just like what I have introduced before-"

"Witches or priests, monks and other existences seal their experience, memories and good thoughts in their favorite personal belongings when they are dying, so as to achieve the effect of passing on the inheritance. This is the thing that is hand-sent."

Speaking of this, Mamiya Eternal's voice stopped and continued: "This type of hand-sent goods tend to be 'items'. It will not respond to anyone's prayers. After extracting good thoughts and memories from them, it will lose its original function."

"Miss Eternal means that the box of disaster is different from the wizard of Mouchi, and is it another type of hand-sented thing?" Mira Kamiya thought for a while and asked back.

“As you imagine.”

Mamiya Yongshi did not hide his head and tail on this issue. She simply replied: "In addition to the hand-sent items that tend to be ‘items’, there is also a type of hand-sent items... People before dying will abandon all their memories, experiences, and common sense, leaving behind the thoughts of the dying person."

"I want the family to be revived and to make my daughter or son live better after my death... This idea is correct, but because this kind of hand-delivered thing itself is mechanical, it is naturally easy to be used by people with ulterior motives. Therefore, I say it is flawed."

Hearing the vivid and vivid statement of Mamiya Eternal, Kitagawa Temple and Kamiya Miya also understood what the essence of the disaster box was.

The so-called disaster box is actually something that is engulfed by evil thoughts.

The things inside have no consciousness, and some are just pure evil thoughts.

"But even so, after so many years of accumulation, the evil thoughts in the Catastrophe Box should be very huge, otherwise it would not be so easy to kill people."

Mamiya Eternal sighed.

If that young woman knew that the gift she left on this land was used in this way, she would probably regret it very much, right?

This is also a bad thing to do.

"But no matter whether the disaster box itself is for blessing or something else, it has now become a tool for simply cursing and killing others... the answer is relatively simple."

Kitagawa Temple does not have the girlish feelings like Mamiya Eternale to consider unnecessary things.

For him, doing it right means doing it right, and doing it wrong must be solved.

"Yes." Mamiya Yongshi threw his mind out of his mind.

For them, what they need to do next is actually very clear.

That is to find the box of disasters and clear all the evil thoughts inside...

Kitagawa Temple and Miya Kamiya looked at each other, and they actually knew the person who took the disaster box away.

......

night.

Inuzuka Arika leaned against the balcony, feeling the evening breeze.

It is approaching summer now, but Yamanashi Prefecture is not as restless and hot as Tokyo.

Under the cool breeze at night, Inuzuka, who had just finished taking a shower, was also a little awake.

She looked back.

Behind is a neatly arranged room.

The floor of the room was wiped shiny.

The books on the bookshelf are unmoved.

It feels like someone still lives here.

This is the room of Inuzuka Arika's brother and Inuzuka Futo.

Since her brother died, she would walk into this room after taking a shower and stand by the balcony and blow the cold wind.

"Shenren..." Inuzuka Arika stiffly muttered the name of her brother.

Looking at this clean room.

Inuzuka Yuka took a deep breath and lay flat on the ground of the room.

The snow-white ceiling also caught my eye.

Is this the same situation seen when my brother died?

Inuzuka Arika tightly pressed against the floor, as if she wanted to draw the dead brother's temperature from the wooden floor.

But that was just in vain.

My brother is dead.

Dead in front of him.

Father...and mother...were crying so sadly... Until now

This is really-

When he thought of this, Inuzuka's body lying on the floor could not help but curl up in pain.

She stretched out her hand and covered her mouth, and the expression on her face was distorted.

Finally, Inuzuka Yuka could no longer hold back, and her low laughter couldn't help but come out of her mouth.

Her laughter was very low, and her fair face turned red because she held it in for too long.

Inuzuka Yuka turned over and pulled up her sleeves.

Under the bright lights, Inuzuka's arms were covered with scalding and bruises.

There are still some places that hurt to touch, but Inuzuka still can't suppress the twisted and twisted gray pleasure.

only...

Inuzuka Arika lifted up from the ground and took out her cell phone.

On the mobile phone screen, it is Oto Ai who comforted her on the line.

Oto Ai: If you have a scent, don’t be sad. With Senior Kitagawa and Senior Kamiya here, the matter of Shenren should be solved soon. Now you just need to wait for the two of them to be honest.

Looking at this comforting message, Inuzuka took a deep breath and raised her hand to reply:

‘Thank you for your comfort. I just thought of my brother’s affairs and couldn’t help crying. Thank you for your comfort.’

After typing, Inuzuka sent it out, and a trace of uneasiness flashed through the calm emotions in her heart.

Beichuan Temple...

Something was wrong with that young man...

Something really is wrong.

It is undoubtedly unreasonable to defeat seventy or eighty people alone.

Not good...it's really not good.

That is, this kind of unreasonable person has now begun to investigate Fukada's affairs...

"If they haven't returned to Tokyo tomorrow... let's go and have a chance to vent the storm again. No matter what, they should do, and they should do what they should do."

Inuzuka Yuka muttered to herself, then walked to Inuzuka Futo's desk.

She reached out to pull open the drawer of the desk, and a roughly polished black box jumped into her sight.

Just looking at this black box, Inuzuka felt a chill in her body, and there seemed to be various voices whispering in her ears.

This is the disaster box that Kitagawa Temple and Kamiya have been looking for in the future -

Just when Inuzuka Arika was about to reach out to touch the black box.

The phone she had been holding in her hand suddenly rang out.

Telephone?

Inuzuka Yuka lowered her head and subconsciously glanced at the name of the person on the screen of her phone.

Then...

Inuzuka's pupils contracted and her breathing became rapid.

On top of her mobile phone screen is a bright name.

Kitakawa Temple.
To be continued...