This Japanese Story Is Not Too Cold

It was a faceless woman.

Pale complexion, slender and slender from wrist to arm, wide palm, a slap feels like it can lift Beichuan Temple's head from the ground. Her figure was unusually tall, roughly three meters tall, and her head was about to touch the ceiling of the toilet. The smooth, flat head with no facial features was facing Beichuan Temple.

Although the other party has no facial features, Beichuan Temple can still feel her malicious gaze.

The faceless woman supported Beichuan Temple's shoulders like this, her huge body bowed down, and her huge head gradually approached him.

Closer and closer, tighter and tighter——

The opponent's fingers are exerting force.

The sharp nails, like paper knives, were almost half buried in Beichuan Temple's shoulder.

That terrifying faceless face was already completely close to Beichuan Temple! ! !

Beichuan Temple's expression remained unchanged, and the rubber stick in his hand flipped deftly, and smashed it down on the opponent's head!

The cold shout sounded in the next moment, the surrounding scenery was reversed, and the faceless woman disappeared in an instant... Everything was stained red with scarlet blood.

Beichuan Temple stood still and looked around.

This is the home of Beichuan Temple.

Still in the living room.

Blood was poured everywhere.

Something hangs in the center of the living room.

Beichuan Temple looked up.

Those are two girls.

Their faces were purple, their eyes widened in pain, their tongues were weakly stretched out, and drooped outside their lips.

Eri Kitagawa and Mika Nakajima.

Their bodies smelled rancid, and mosquitoes lingered...

There are tattered little puppets scattered all over the table——

Xikujo is poor.

An indescribable stench filled the surroundings.

Looking at this scene, Beichuan Temple narrowed its eyes, and its cold expression fluctuated a little.

He picked up the poor head on the ground and carefully wiped her little puppet head clean.

Then he put down Eri Kitagawa and Mika Nakajima hanging in the middle of the living room.

After making the two of them close their eyes, Beichuan Temple held the rubber stick tightly and scanned the surroundings.

The other party made this kind of action just to make him afraid.

Only when Beichuan Temple is afraid, will he lose his grasp of the dream.

But Beichuan Temple was not afraid.

He just made a silent determination in his heart.

No matter what or how tragic this wraith's past is, he will crush him to a corner and save him.

Not even the soul fire would let her run away.

clang! ! !

Suddenly there was a loud door knock upstairs, and after hearing this, Beichuan Temple rushed to the second floor without hesitation.

On the second floor, the door of Mirai Kamiya's room was open.

Beichuan Temple rushed into Mirai Kamiya's room, and then saw a faceless woman with her head on the ceiling standing beside Mirai Kamiya lying on the bed.

Shen Gu Mirai's complexion was blue and purple, and he seemed to have been dead for a long time...

Beichuan Temple's eyes flickered, stepped on his foot, and stretched out his hand directly. He actually backhanded the faceless woman who was taller than him to the ground!

Raise your arms!

Boom! ! ! ! !

Sawdust splatter!

Even the wraith, the faceless woman, seemed a little confused about the current situation.

Logically speaking, shouldn't one be afraid and helpless when one sees such a horrible death of one's relatives? Why didn't Beichuan Temple play cards according to the routine?

She twitched her body frantically, and the nails of the paper cutter wanted to stab Beichuan Temple.

next moment.

Boom! ! ! !

The faceless woman's remnant body trembled and twitched, and she had no strength to resist at all.

Beichuan Temple dragged the computer chair over, squeezed the back of the chair with both hands, and ruthlessly threw it at the body of the faceless woman who was already limp and rotten on the ground.

Boom! Boom! Boom!

The opening and closing movements of Beichuan Temple smashed the body of the faceless woman on the ground into a pulp in just a few minutes.

"Don't let me find you."

Beichuan Temple looked gloomy, threw the computer chair aside, and said in a cold tone.

Yes.

Don't let him find out where the other party's spirit body is.

Since such a thing is done, it must bear the corresponding reward.

Beichuan Temple stepped on the tattered ground and took a deep breath.

 …

"Sir? This sir? Here you go, sir."

When Beichuan Temple woke up again, he was in a taxi.

The taxi driver next to him looked at him worriedly, and said, "Sir, are you all right? You've arrived."

"Excuse me, when did I start to sleep?" Beichuan Temple asked.

"When... did you just get on the bus...but it's getting late now, it's normal to feel sleepy. I see you're a heavy sleeper." The taxi driver didn't seem to have any heart when he saw Beichuan Temple Sickness or sudden shock, it can be regarded as reassuring.

"I'm really sorry to trouble you." Beichuan Temple nodded. After checking his belongings, he took out the money and handed it to the other party to get off the car after finding nothing missing.

In front of him is the Beichuan family.

Beichuan's house with flickering lights.

Beichuan Temple opened the door.

The shoes in the entrance are scattered around.

But he just took one more look, then took out his shoes and walked towards the living room.

"Brother Si! You're back?!"

Sitting on the sofa and watching the small animal show intently, Beichuan Eri turned her head and looked at Beichuan Temple playfully.

"Well, I'm back."

Beichuan Temple glanced at the time on the clock, nodded and continued to ask, "Where are you, Sister Mihua?"

"Falling upstairs. But she's always been alone in the room and doesn't know what to do. It's still quite worrying." Beichuan Eri glanced at the second floor.

"En." Beichuan Temple nodded, and asked again: "What about the future?"

"Mirai sister is already asleep. With the help of sister Makie and Poor, she seems to be sleeping quite deeply." Eri Kitagawa replied with a smile, and then turned back to watch the small animal show.

Beichuan Temple walked away from her, then took out barley tea from the refrigerator, and poured himself a full cup.

While drinking, he glanced around calmly with his eyes, and reached out to touch the underside of the sofa cushion.

No...

Beichuan Temple shook his head, then put down the barley tea.

He first walked back to the porch, locked the door and put on the anti-theft chain.

After finishing all this, Beichuan Temple walked back to the living room and picked up the barley teacup.

Feeling the temperature of the cup wall, Beichuan Temple suddenly said, "Eri, is the show good?"

"Huh? It sure looks good. The fluffy panda... so cute."

Beichuan Eri glanced at Beichuan Temple strangely, and then replied.

"Really?" Beichuan Temple nodded slightly, and then asked, "Do you know when this program will be shown?"

"When...? Well...Brother Si, why did you suddenly ask me this? It started when I sat down. Who cares so much...And Brother Si, you are very nervous today. It's strange. Talking is too, it's too strange." Eri Beichuan scratched her head, confused.

Beichuan Temple glanced at the other party: "My tone has always been like this. Instead, I want to ask you—"

There was blackness in his dark eyes: "How does it feel to play my sister? Kusakabe Haru."

quiet--

The noise of the program that was still being shown seemed to have gone away, and Beichuan Temple stared at Beichuan Eri firmly.

Under his gaze, Kitagawa Eri showed an inexplicable expression: "Terra, what are you talking about? Kusakabe Haru?"

"Don't speak with Eri's face, and don't call me that." Beichuan Temple said calmly.

Well.

Beichuan Eri choked, and looked at Beichuan Temple timidly, not daring to speak.

"You really look like Eri in your imitation." Beichuan Temple drank the barley tea, and his eyes still did not deviate from Beichuan Eri: "But you missed a few details."

He holds out the first finger.

"First, the slippers at the entrance...As far as I know, Shengu Mirai is a girl with a bit of obsessive-compulsive disorder. When she was a guest at her house last time, she even tidied up the scattered shoes on the ground, It's neatly arranged... You may have read her memory, and then entered my dream. But you left the other party's little habit."

"But, but... today's future sister is very tired! She is just tired, so she didn't clean up! Sure enough, Brother Temple, you are very strange today!" Kitagawa Eri opened her mouth, but when she wanted to continue talking, she It was interrupted by Beichuan Temple raising his hand:

"It was just the first point, the second point... about the small animal show."

"What's wrong with animal shows? I just like to watch them?" Eri Beichuan couldn't understand.

Looking at her, she said, "What happened to Beichuan Temple?" ’ expression, Beichuan Temple gently raised a second finger: "Time."

"The small animal program that Eri likes to watch is broadcast from 7:00 to 8:00, and the current time—" Beichuan Temple looked at the clock above his head.

The hour hand above has pointed to nine o'clock.

Yes, if it is said that Shengu Mirai fell asleep, it can still be explained clearly.

Beichuan Eri looked at Beichuan Temple worriedly: "The show was also postponed, and it's just a coincidence, Brother Temple...what's wrong with you? How about we go to the hospital?"

She stretched out her hand to come over, but Beichuan Temple waved her hand and pointed to the barley tea on the table: "This is the third point."

"Before I went out, I drank all the barley tea in the refrigerator, which was only one-third left. I drank it in front of the future. But why is there only one third bottle left in the refrigerator? One of the barley tea?"

Beichuan Temple's voice became colder.

"In addition, I have rattan hidden everywhere in this house. I am the only one who knows the exact location, and there should be one under the cushion of the sofa I am sitting on, but I did not find it."

"Rattan? Ah... That rattan was put away by Sister Mika... On the contrary, Brother Temple, what happened to you today? What are you talking about?" Kitagawa Eri said more and more I'm getting more and more worried.

Kitagawa Temple didn't talk nonsense, stood up simply, picked up Kitagawa Eri by the nape of her neck, took her directly to the second floor, and then kicked Mika Nakajima's room away without saying a word.

Mika Nakajima's room was empty.

Nothing at all.

Without her lucky guitar, without a bed, without a table...

Nothing at all.

It's just a blank room.

"Mirai Kamiya has never seen Mika Nakajima's room. Similarly, she has very little time in contact with Mika Nakajima. Naturally, it is impossible for you to imitate the existence of a room with Mika Nakajima...because Mirai Kamiya does not have any in her memory."

"Because I have the protection of Death Qi, you can't peek at my memory. So you can only fabricate it with the memory of Kamiya Mirai."

Standing firmly at the foot of Beichuan Temple, he looked back at Beichuan Eri.

"Now--"

"Stop talking with my sister's face."

His expression obviously didn't seem to have changed a bit, but there was a feeling of fear.

Beichuan Eri's body was trembling with fright, her eyes looked at Beichuan Temple tremblingly, as if she wanted to see something from the other's face.

But Beichuan Temple didn't show the slightest expression on his face, just staring at her silently.

"Brother Temple..."

Boom! ! ! !

Beichuan Temple kicked hard on the wall.

A huge circular void is revealed.

He still looked at Kitagawa Eri.

looking at her...

Watching the facial features on her face gradually disappear, her face became smooth, her body elongated——

Become a faceless woman!

Kusakabe spring.

But her terrifying process of gradual change did not make Beichuan Temple show any signs of wavering.

When the other party completely faded away from Beichuan Eri's appearance, Beichuan Temple had only one thought in mind.

Well, it's not Eri's appearance anymore.

It's time to start.

So he pinched its neck and stepped on its head.

But this time the Faceless Woman didn't die so easily, she tried her best to break free from Beichuan Temple's hands, her twisted and swaying body staggered towards the door on the first floor as if terrified.

Ka Ka Ka!

Ka Ka Ka!

The porch has been locked at some point. It is the back lock of the main door, and there is still an anti-theft chain hanging on it.

It hurriedly put on the anti-theft lock.

Behind the faceless woman, heavy and hurried footsteps came slowly.

Then--

Slap.

Something tugged at its thigh.

then--

An irresistible force came from the thigh, and the faceless woman fell to the ground with a clang, with an inverted vase and a shoe cabinet in the middle.

It 'looked' back in fear.

A pair of black human eyes are watching it.

already close.

The faceless woman dug into the entrance steps with both hands, her whole body struggling in pain.

The strength is still coming from behind!

Ka Ka Ka Ka Ka Ka! ! ! !

The wooden floor was lifted in one piece.

With a bang, the faceless woman was dragged back into the room by human hands, and her huge and distorted body was slowly swallowed by the darkness...

The Beichuan family returned to peace.

Same as ever.

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