How can I live beside Conan who vomits blood from time to time?

"Even if you bring a child here, you can't hide it from me!"

The old abbot looked at Conan, and then turned his head to look at the four people, looking fierce and vigilant.

"Go back and go back! This is not the place for you laymen! "

Uh-uh... That..." Kazama Tsuru interjected between the old host's words, "We actually just want to come to spend the night, our car has a flat tire..."

"Uh-huh!"

Conan nodded with an innocent and cute look.

"Yes, if, if not..."

Uncle Maori also eased up, how could a man younger than himself speak? Directly inserted into the conversation.

However, he was also frightened by the appearance of the old host, and he carefully stared at everyone's appearance, as if he wanted to see everyone through.

"Ah, accommodation~" The

old host instantly changed his face and smiled.

Everyone looked at him like this, and they were stunned.

"Well, I thought the reporter came to interview that."

"That? That means..." "

It's just a rumor in the countryside." The old abbot didn't talk much, "Ah, the accommodation of this monastery comes with a fasting meal, 10,000 yen per person!"

"10,000 yen!!"

"It's okay if you don't, it will take you six hours to walk from here to the bottom of the mountain."

The old abbot directly turned around and walked inside.

"Uh-uh... The money paid by Mr. Maori will be given to you truthfully after that, so it should be the cost you brought me. After

all, Kazama Tsuru still couldn't ignore Uncle Maori's eyes that could slash himself, and could only promise.

Uncle Maori instantly became happy when he heard this, and slapped a palm on Kazama Tsuru's shoulder, forgetting the anger that had just been fooled by Conan.

"Ahaha~ I didn't mean that, but since you said so, I reluctantly agreed... Hahaha! "

Dad..."

Xiaoran and Conan followed from a distance, covering their faces.

Who this person is, I don't know. ×2

"Hey, they're all out to pick up customers!"

With the shouts of the old abbot, several small monks walked out of the temple one after another.

"Huh? He's not

the one..." Before the old host could introduce him, one of the monks pointed at Kazama Tsuru and shouted, but stopped halfway through the words.

"Huh?"

The old host instantly turned his head and looked at Kazama Tsuru with an inspecting eye.

At this time, a cold wind blew through, and Kazama Tsuru, who had been drenched in rain for a while, felt that his chest was more uncomfortable, and he covered his mouth and coughed.

The old host instantly had half moon eyes, and his speech was less aggressive.

"Xiu Nian, who is he, do you know?"

"Uh-uh... He seems to be a famous writer, he writes travelogues, it seems to be called, called the wind..."

"Ah, yes, yes, Kazama Tsuru!"

"Eh Mu Nian, have you read that book too?"

"Yes, I originally wanted to see what other temples looked like from the inside, and then I found that it seems that the travelogues and folklore are very well written..."

Tianyong presided over a loud drink, interrupting the communication between Xiu Nian and Mu Nian.

"It's okay to be a reporter, Tun Nian, Mu Nian, then go and prepare dinner, Kuan Nian and Xiu Nian, you take these benefactors to visit this temple."

After speaking, the host of Tianyong seemed to have thought of something, coughed, and said, "By the way, if this benefactor wants to know the legend of this temple... Ahem, it doesn't hurt to introduce it. "

Tsuru Kazama: This is the power of a famous writer!

Unrecognized Uncle Māori: ... (*￣m￣)

Conan who misses the body of the former adult :(. •ˇ‸ˇ•｡

Xiaolan: (*^ω^*)

Then the four of them followed the master brother Kuannian and the little junior brother Xiunian to visit the temple.

Xiaolan saw that Kazama Tsuru was in a bad state and persuaded him to go back to rest, but I don't know if it was the original owner's thoughts, and Kazama Tsuru, who got such a good theme as the Mist Tengu, had no idea of resting at all.

"No need Xiaolan, I think I'm more interested in learning about the anecdotes here."

"By the way, Master Xiunian, just now I heard that an incident happened here before, it seems to be

related to some strange talk..." "That thing..." Xiu Nian looked a little hesitant, "I can't say more about that incident, but that incident is indeed related to a strange talk."

"Legend has it that there are often foggy dogs in the vicinity, which love dark and rainy days, love to eat people's souls, have a red face and a high nose, and can fly in the sky."

"Every time it rains on a night, it sneaks in like mist, breaks through walls with great force, grabs young and beautiful girls, and then hangs the body from a tree for its own consumption."

"Aaa

Xiaolan, who was next to her, screamed in fright again.

She really has no resistance to this kind of gods and ghosts, after all, this is a real monster that can't be fought by karate!

"It's okay Xiaolan."

Kazama Tsuru smiled, his voice clear.

"It's just a legend."

"The name Tengu comes from that ancient country in the West, and the origin is a shooting star in the sky. People at that time did not know what a meteor was, so they regarded him as a big dog in the sky that could eat the moon.

"Uh-huh, there have never been any ghosts in the world, they are all legends."

Conan, who has always been materialistic in his head, also nodded.

"Xiaolan, you haven't grown up yet, and you're still afraid of these ghosts, hahaha!"

Uncle Maori laughed crossed.

"Dad!"

Although she was a little shy by Uncle Maori ridicule, Xiaolan's mood did ease a lot, and she was not as scared as she was just now.

"Kazama-san really knows these legends."

Xiu Nian also spoke with a look of amazement at this time.

Kazama Tsuru smiled and coughed a few times, "Ahem... In fact, it is nothing, I have been to a lot of places, and I have learned a lot of these things. "

That said... What happened before?

Conan looked up at Kuan Nian, who had not spoken, and asked in a child's innocent voice.

But to his disappointment, Kuannian is also very taboo.

"This... Conan

continued to persuade, but Kazama Tsuru on the side said: "It's okay, it's normal for such a very old temple to have secrets."

"I also want to know the architectural style and structure of this temple, Xiaolan, if you want to go to eat, go first."

"Ah

, then we too..." "Then we will go to eat first, you little devil should also be careful not to faint here, if something goes wrong and you can't contact the hospital, then things will be very troublesome."

"Dad!"

"Okay, Mr. Māori, I'll pay attention."

"Let's go, Xiunian, I'm tired of you taking me to see it elsewhere."

"This benefactor, please."

When Kazama Tsuru walked around the temple inside and outside under the guidance of Xiunen, and arrived at the place where everyone ate, several people had just started eating.