"Ahh The big head looked around at the road and said unhurriedly.

"You turn around now and come back quickly••••••" Obviously, Huang Tianhui is in a hurry, there must be something important.

"Ahh

"Master Zhang may have had an accident, you hurry up and pick me up and follow me to Lao Qin's house. ”

"Received, understood••••••" The big head quickly hung up the phone, without saying a word, in the direction, the black Bentley made a 180-degree U-turn on the spot, and then accelerated violently, galloping towards Huang Tianhui's community.

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The moon appears round over Kyoto, Japan, tonight.

The silver-white moon hung quietly in the air like a large jade plate, sprinkling countless bright silver lights, illuminating the Edogawa mansion in the suburbs unusually bright.

In the middle of the night, a thin mist slowly rises from the ground, giving the otherwise peaceful old mansion an infinite mystery.

The old and quiet house is like an old ship sailing with a load in the dark night, floating and sinking in the shallow mist. Most of the rooms are pitch black, except for the Edogawa Shrine, which is located at the northernmost point of the old house, which is brightly lit. Against the backdrop of the night, like a ghost ship, and like a hideous ancient monster, it released infinite coldness and palpitations.

The temple is a Tang Dynasty style, single-storey, all-wooden palace. On a circular hollow-shaped corridor due south hangs strings of yellow paper lanterns, on which are written traditional characters such as: "Wind and rain are smooth", "National fortune is prosperous", "Yamato glory" and so on.

The dusk lantern fluttered softly in the cold night breeze, like an octopus dancing with its tentacles in the night.

The solitary temple is surrounded by an enclosed courtyard. The outer perimeter of the courtyard is surrounded by dense and tall trees, which wrap the entire temple tightly, basically with three layers inside and three layers outside. If you weren't familiar with it, you wouldn't have seen such a quiet courtyard from the outside.

In the courtyard, there is a wide bluestone path from the entrance to the antechamber of the temple. On both sides of the road are sparse, classical, vertical street lights. In the silent moonlight, it glows slightly blue, like fireflies.

On both sides of the road are dense, unusually well-cut lawns.

There is no dead leaves and miscellaneous branches in the whole courtyard, and it feels the same as all Japanese-style buildings, except for the tranquility, it is clean.

The temple was not lit with any modern lights, or illuminations, but candles. However, this candle is not the usual candle on the market, but a human oil candle specially used for the Edogawa family god sacrifice.

One of the shrines in the middle was covered with a pure white cloth of unknown composition, and dragged all the way to the cyan, cold marble floor. On the white cloth, with her head north and feet south, lay a young woman with a full body ** and a thin piece of rice paper on her lower body.

The woman wears a traditional, Japanese-style hairstyle, and has a variety of glittering and luxurious ornaments on her head. The eyes were covered with a thick red flannel cloth. The white scary lips were painted with two crimson dots. It should be a classical geisha look, but it looks like a cold "zombie".

Every inch of the woman's naked skin was coated with a thick layer of unknown cost, white fat powder, which looked pale and pale under the mixture of cold moonlight and withered yellow candlelight.

It's so white that it's panicking.

It's lifeless.

It's creepy white.

The corpse-white limbs were dotted with scarlet rose petals on and around it. The petals under the light of the human oil candle appear unusually bright, as if they are full of blood. It feels like the temperature and blood color of the body have been sucked away by the blood-sucking roses.

I don't know if it was because of the cold or the fear, the naked, naked woman who didn't dare to make any sound was constantly trembling at the moment.

In this way, people can believe that she is still alive.

Beside the half-height altar was a dense circle of yellowish human oil candles. The faint candlelight flickered and flickered in the cold and empty hall.

The melted human oil slowly hung down the slightly yellowed candle wall, like an eerie white bone. I don't know what precious spices are added to the burning candle, and although it exudes an indescribable fragrance, it can still smell a slightly stinky, charred corpse.

The smell continued to accumulate in the temple, lingering for a long time. If you shine it with a flashlight, you will notice that the beams, rafters, and green tiles on the roof of the temple are all covered with a thick layer of grease that glows with a faint blue glow. In fact, those are corpse oils that are burned and dispersed into the air and then condensed. Some of the corpse oil is so old that it is impossible to even trace the roots.

Around the perimeter of the candles, there are 24 kneeling maids dressed in kimonos and dressed in classical fashion. The woman on the altar is facing the same back, face outward, prostrate on the ground in a kneeling position, like a sculpture, motionless.

To the south of the altar is a tall wooden velvet screen. The slightly yellowed velvet on the screen outlines scenes and idols of various sacrifices in Japanese mythology with black lines.

In front of the screen is a gilded bronze shrine about 2.8 meters long. On the altar stands a 2-meter-tall statue covered in black gauze. As for what the idol looks like, no one knows. It is said that except for the first generation of Edogawa Keno, no one else has seen what the statue looks like. Legend has it that it was at that time that the Edogawa family began to become enlightened.

The Edogawa family has such a rule. That is, no one can open the veil of the idol and look at the face of the idol, and whoever sees it will surely die.

Legend has it that this rule was related to the national fortunes of the Edogawa River and the entire Yamato nation.

Once the veil is lifted, not only will God not bless it, but it will also bring unimaginable disasters to the entire family and country.

The idol is flanked by tall, golden, towered candelabras. In the middle is a round bronze incense burner with four corners and two ears, and the precious sunkenwood sandalwood incense is burning in the furnace.

There is a long sacrificial table underneath the altar, and a variety of fruits are placed on the sacrificial table wrapped in purple flannel. Basically, they are vegetarian, but the shape and style are extremely elegant.

Kneeling in front of the shrine was a middle-aged man about 50 years old, dressed in a black traditional samurai uniform, slightly obese, with a "Mediterranean" on his head.

The man knelt on the ground very reverently, his upper hands pressed together, palms touching the ground, and his face buried deep between his palms. Since the face is basically attached to the ground, it is not clear what it looks like. Like everyone else present, not a word was spoken.

The only sound in the entire hall was a small old man standing on the east side of the god case, covered with black feathers, black and black, like a witch from ancient times.

Judging from the voice, it should be an elderly mother-in-law. But because the temple was very dim, and the mother-in-law was covered with thick, black feathers, it was impossible to see her face clearly. However, this did not affect her prestige and status in the Edogawa family. She is the only wizard in the Edogawa family who has a special status and can communicate and communicate with the so-called "gods", and they habitually call her: Divine Witch.