How can I live next to Conan when I vomit 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, then turned to look at the four people, with a fierce and vigilant look.

"Go back! This is not the place for you vulgar people!"

"Uh uh...that……"Feng Jianhe took advantage of the moment when the old host was talking and interrupted,"We actually just wanted to stay overnight. Our car had a flat tire.……"

"Stay overnight?"

""Yeah!"

Conan nodded, trying to look innocent and cute.

"Yes, if, if not……"

Uncle Maori also calmed down. How could he let someone younger than him speak? He interrupted the conversation directly.

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

"Ah, accommodation~"

The old host's expression changed instantly, and he looked very smiling.

Everyone was stunned when they saw him like this.

"You should have said it earlier. I thought it was a reporter who came to interview that person."

"That? That means……"

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

"Ten thousand yen!!"

"It doesn't matter if you don't want to. It will take you six hours to walk from here to the bottom of the mountain."

The old abbot turned around and walked inside.

"Uh uh... I will give you the money that Mr. Maori paid in the future. Just consider it as the cost of bringing me here."

Feng Jianzhe couldn't ignore the look in Uncle Maori's eyes that seemed to stab him, so he could only promise.

Uncle Maori was instantly happy when he heard this, and slapped Feng Jianzhe on the shoulder, forgetting the anger that Conan had just fooled him.

"Hahaha ~ I didn’t mean that, but since you said that, I’ll reluctantly agree... Hahaha!"

"dad……"

Xiaolan and Conan followed far behind, covering their faces.

Who is this person? I don't know him. ×2

""Hey, come out to greet the guests!"

With the old abbot's shout, several young monks came out of the temple.

"Eh? He's not that guy.……"

Before the old host could introduce him, one of the monks pointed at Feng Jianhe and shouted, but stopped midway.

"Hmm?"

The old host turned around and looked at Feng Jianhe with a scrutinizing look.

At this time, a cold wind blew by. Feng Jianhe, who had been in the rain for a while, felt more uncomfortable in his chest and started coughing while covering his mouth.

The old host's eyes suddenly became half-mooned, and his words became less aggressive.

"Xiunian, who is he? Do you know him?"

"Uh uh... He seems to be a famous writer who writes travel notes. His name seems to be Feng.……"

"Kazama Crane!"

"Ah, yes, yes, Kazama Tsuru!"

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

"Yes, I originally wanted to see what other temples look like from the inside, and then I found that the travel notes and folk customs seemed to be well written.……"

""Okay!"

Tian Yong host shouted, interrupting the conversation between Xiu Nian and Mu Nian.

"It's OK if you're not a reporter. Tun Nian, Mu Nian, go and prepare dinner. Kuan Nian, Xiu Nian, take these donors to visit our temple."

After saying that, Abbot Tianyong seemed to have thought of something, coughed, and said,"By the way, if this donor wants to know the legend of our temple... well, it doesn't hurt to introduce it."

Feng Jianzhe: This is the power of a famous writer!

Uncle Maori who was not recognized:……(*￣m￣)

Conan who misses his former adult body:(｡•ˇ‸ˇ•｡)

Xiaolan:(*^ω^*)

Then the four of them followed the eldest brother Kuan Nian and the younger brother Xiunian to visit the temple.

Xiaolan saw that Feng Jianhe was not in good condition and advised him to go back and rest, but I don’t know if it was the original owner’s thoughts that made Feng Jianhe, who got such a good subject as Mist Tengu, have no intention of resting at all.

"No need, Xiaolan. I think I am more interested in knowing the strange stories here."

"By the way, Master Xiu Nian, I just heard the host say that something happened here a long time ago, and it seems to be related to some strange story.……"

"That thing……"Xiu Nian seemed a little hesitant,"I can't say much about that matter, but it is indeed related to a strange story."

"Legend has it that there is often a fog dog in this area. It likes darkness and rainy days, likes to eat human souls, has a red face and a tall nose, and can fly in the sky."

"Every time it rains at night, it sneaks in like fog, breaks through the wall with great force, grabs young and beautiful girls, and then hangs their bodies on trees for itself to eat."

""Ahhh!!"

Xiaolan, who was standing next to him, screamed again.

She had no resistance to such ghosts and spirits. After all, this was a real monster that even karate could not defeat!

"It's okay, Xiaolan."

Feng Jianhe smiled, his voice clear.

"It's just a legend."

"The name of Tengu comes from an ancient country in the west, and its origin is a meteor in the sky. At that time, people did not know what a meteor was, so they regarded it as a big dog in the sky that could eat the moon."

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

Conan, who has always been a materialist, nodded.

"Xiaolan, you haven't grown up yet. You are still afraid of these ghosts, hahaha!"

Uncle Maori laughed with his hands on his hips.

"Daddy!"

Although Xiaolan was a little embarrassed by Uncle Maori's ridicule, her mood did ease a lot and she was not as scared as before.

"Mr. Fengjian really knows about these legends."

Xiunian also spoke with admiration at this time. Fengjian

He smiled and coughed a few times and said:"Ahem... Actually it's nothing, I have been to many places and learned a lot of these things."

"By the way...what exactly happened before?"

Conan looked up at Kuan Nian who had been silent, and asked in a childish voice.

But to his disappointment, Kuan Nian also seemed very taboo.

"This... the host doesn't allow me to say……"

Conan wanted to continue to persuade him, but Kazama Tsuru said,"It's okay. It's normal for such an old temple to have secrets.""

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

"Yeah, then we also……"

"Then we'll go eat first. You, kid, should be careful not to faint here. If something goes wrong and we can't contact the hospital, it will be very troublesome."

"dad!"

"OK, Mr. Maori, I will pay attention."

"Let's go, Xiunian, please take me somewhere else."

"Please come in, benefactor."

When Feng Jianhe, led by Xiu Nian, walked around the temple and arrived at the dining area, they had just started eating.