This Japanese Story Is Not Too Cold

As soon as Sakura Yuki caught up with her, she hurriedly spoke:

"Excuse me, can you"

"No." Beichuan Temple's voice was calm, stealing and replied.

"Hey?! But I obviously haven't said anything yet?" Sakura Yuki's voice stopped.

"Anyway, you definitely want to say, "Can you take me", "Bring me is also very useful", right?" Kitagawa Temple said as if seeing through Sakura Yuki's thoughts.

"You" Sakura Yuxi's spirit body shook for a while, and her voice sounded a little frustrated: "How do you know?"

"" Beichuan Temple.

Kitagawa-dera took a look at Sakura Yuki, and only felt that this kind of conversation seemed to have been conducted with a certain girl surnamed Kamiya. He was silent for a while and said, "I have no reason to take you in."

"Yes, but didn't you still take in another little guy?!" Saki Ryo Yuki pointed to the puppet on the shoulder of Kitagawa Temple.

Nishikujo is pitiful.

"Poor is my family." Beichuan Temple's voice became calmer.

He lifted his icy gaze and glanced at Sakura Yuki.

Sakura Yuki's lips trembled, and she did not dare to continue speaking under the gaze of Kitagawa Temple.

"You want to follow me, nothing more than you want me to investigate the truth of your death. But I will do all those things, and you have already told me what you want to know, so from this point of view, I don’t have the need to take you in. ."

The voice of Beichuan Temple paused and said:

"Besides, following me will not do you any good, you should almost understand your state, right?" Kitagawa Temple stretched out his hand, this time he did not stick to the palm of death, the palm passed through Sakura Yuki's body out of thin air .

Sakura Yuki's mouth twitched, looking at the opponent's hand that just stopped on his chest.

But she didn't dare to say a word, for fear that Beichuan Temple would be unhappy.

"Ten years, I don't know how you persisted, but your spirit body is already very weak." Beichuan Temple retracted his palm blankly.

Kitagawa-dera has no thoughts about Sakura's ambitions, nor does it want to be pornographic, but simply to verify what he wants to say next:

"Your current state is not much different from a newly born resentful spirit with a trace of resentment. If you can't even realize it, if you forcefully follow me all the way, you may disappear immediately. So you must understand that no matter to me, Or to you, you are just a simple drag. If you want to know the murderer who killed you, I will come and tell you when I learn."

Sakura Yuki was stunned, and then slowly stopped following Beichuan Temple's steps.

She was born in the Xucha Library, but she didn't know why she died or why she was thrown into the Xucha Library. She was extremely weak and did not dare to step outside the library.

Had it not been for Beichuan Temple to come and ask questions today, she would have been wiped out by time before she could figure out everything, right?

But I want to know how I died anyway

Looking at Kitagawaji's calm and indifferent face, Sakura Yuki took a step back as if she wanted to understand, and said softly:

"Mr Beichuan."

"Ok."

Sakura Yuki bowed deeply at Kitagawa Temple. Qi Er's short, clean hair made her look more student-like.

"Youxi, please, please find out the murderer back then."

"I know." Kitagawa Temple dignifiedly received Sakura's gratitude, and responded indifferently.

Not only for Sakura Yuki and the dead souls of Suka High School's second-year class b, but Kitagawa Temple also wanted to find out the real culprit of the year.

But the other party bowed, he also deserved it.

Beichuan Temple was not interested in wasting time on the affection of his children. After receiving a gift from the other party, he turned around and broke into the night again.

From raising his legs to leaving, he didn't even look back.

The cold moonlight shone, shining on Sakura Yuki, who was still standing in front of the Shoucha Library, making the pale black breath of the girl who was already glowing with illusory and ethereal colors thicker.

Jun Beichuan.

Wish you all the best.

Sakura Yuki sighed deeply and disappeared.

In fact, there are still things that Beichuan Temple hasn't finished.

Sakura Yuki's state is between the resentful spirit and the good spirit.

But from Beichuan Temple's point of view, Sakura Yuki's grievance is obviously stronger than Shannian's.

Especially after thinking that someone might have killed him, Sakura Yuki also took a trace of obsession.

Beichuan Temple sees these changes in its eyes, but it doesn't break it.

If you let Sakura Yuki follow her, she might suddenly become a resentful spirit.

Ten years of precipitation, trapped in the dark library, was killed without knowing it.

If that resentment broke out in an instant

The current grievances are still under the control of Sakura Yuki, and Beichuan Temple does not know how long the other party can last.

Maybe when he turned around, Sakura Yuxi turned into a resentful spirit?

What else can Beichuan Temple do?

It's just getting rid of the other party.

No matter what kind of spirit it is, beautiful or ugly, as long as it becomes a resentful spirit, Beichuan Temple will not feel the slightest softness in its hands.

Because the nature of the other party has changed.

But the appearance is just a skin, Beichuan Temple has not much interest.

"only"

Standing at the entrance of the iron gate of Suka High School, Beichuan Temple looked at the headquarters of Suka High School, which was gradually intertwined with resentment.

"It is estimated that it will not be too late for them to meet with another Youxi."

Beichuan Temple turned around and left.

On the way away, Beichuan Temple also saw the staff of the Lingyi Forum pouring tea for Tanaka Gaozhiduan who had just woke up.

The two men and Beichuan Temple just met each other by the water.

But Beichuan Temple thought for a while, and went over to say hello to Takashi Tanaka.

If the other party thinks he was missing in Suka High School, it would be a bad idea to call the police.

"Brother Bei, Beichuan?! Are you okay?" Takazhi Tanaka just woke up, and immediately saw Beichuan Temple walking out of the entrance, and he almost didn't jump up excitedly:

"Brother Beichuan! You don't know! We really saw the real ghost! That is definitely not something that a movie or an actor can do! That kind of desperation is really desperate."

Takashi Tanaka paused as he spoke.

Because he felt the gaze of Beichuan Temple.

I also heard from the staff nearby that he and Yamaguchi Hidesuke were carried out by Beichuan Temple alone. Such a ruthless person is not ordinary people in any way.

Even thinking about it carefully, the opponent's outstanding skill might be a hidden exorcist.

Thinking this way, Tanaka's expression turned red and he didn't want to continue.

"It's fine." Beichuan Temple said flatly.

Then, regardless of the voice that Takashi Tanaka kept, he turned around and left.

This attitude of not waiting to see Takashi Tanaka only made Tanaka himself look confused, and he muttered to himself with some uncertainty:

"How do you feel that little brother Beichuan was only afraid that I would call the police, so he made a special appearance in front of me?"