home, living room.

Shinji Kamihara came to the living room table with the poached eggs and soaked milk.

As an orphan, cooking is a must-have skill.

After all, in his previous life, he didn't have that much money to order takeout every day.

However, he is used to eating Chinese food, so even if he travels to Tokyo, Japan, he always buys his own vegetables and makes some home-cooked food.

For breakfast, just take care of it.

As for miso soup, which is Japan's national soup, it's a must-have for almost every meal... To be honest, he hadn't tasted it yet.

Putting breakfast on the table and looking at the bright yellow paper box on the table, he still had palpitations.

The moment he opened the box in the bedroom, he saw countless eyeballs of different sizes. Layers of squeezing together and squirming, bright red bloodshot eyes stared at him intently.

At that moment, he, who did not have a dense phobia, saw this scene and his value went crazy, and he suffered a major blow both physically and psychologically, and he almost fainted directly.

Fortunately, that scene was only an instant.

In the moment he stared, the eyeballs vanished, turning into a small child, but with a deformed appearance.

He looked at the box in front of him and tapped it twice with his finger.

"Mom." With timid doubts, came from the box.

A big boy was called his mother, but Shinji Kamihara's face remained unchanged, but he was a little pity, "Do you want to come out for a walk." ”

"Mom."

Although the bull's head answered was not the horse's mouth, Shinji Kamihara could get a message of resistance from the other party's tone.

But he knew that if he forced it, the other party would definitely come out. However, he didn't.

Just after he opened the box, the little one screamed and closed the box again.

Compared to Enma Ai, the little eyes in front of him are much more timid. Of course, it is still not blinking to torture those wicked people who like domestic violence.

After breakfast, Shinji Kamihara carried the box back to the bedroom and continued to place it under the closet.

I wanted to enlighten me, but apparently it didn't work.

After all, Xiaoyan is not a person, but a weird person who controls the rules.

But apparently, unlike the information he gets weirdly without emotional thinking...

The weirdness created by the notepad is an anomaly that has emotions and can think, which is very different from the weirdness of reality.

Is there a difference between being able to think and not being able to think?

Shinji Kamihara groaned, not having a clue, after all, he knew too little.

Thinking about it, he walked out of the bedroom and could hear the closet quietly closing.

Then, that feeling of being watched reappeared.

He smiled slightly, this feeling made him nervous before, but now, for some reason, there was a sense of security.

But he also knew that this sense of security was also false.

Because even if it is a weird created by him, it is to act according to the rules, and it will not help him kill people.

At most, he can answer his own questions, such as the previous Enma Love, which can be regarded as solving his doubts about whether Hongyin can still come back from hell.

Although there was no positive answer, the information provided was enough for him to speculate.

However, he believes that as time passes, he will be able to figure out some of the rules of the notebook step by step.

He came to the entrance and put on his shoes.

Then, as he opened the door, he said to the room, "I'm out." ”

It's not for Enma to listen to, but for the little eyes.

He didn't have this habit in the past, and he doesn't plan to do it in the future.

But Xiaoyan obviously belongs to autistic children, and he wants to know if a strange person with feelings can be changed by himself from the bits and pieces of life.

This requires a long period of experimentation and has research value.

Maybe this is also an alternative kind of cultivation?

Closing the door, Shinji Kamihara walked down the street with his thoughts. But soon, he looked up, and he felt something.

He saw a short, emaciated old man standing under a street lamp, thinly dressed. When he got closer, he saw that the other party's eyes were sunken, his arms were thin, and he was covered with age spots.

A face that has been eroded by the years.

If he sees it at night, I'm afraid he will be startled.

At this time, the old man, looking at the walking passers-by with confused eyes, stood motionless under the street lamp.

But the person next to him didn't squint, as if he didn't see it.

Shinji Kamihara rose with compassion.

After thinking about it, he came to the old man's side and whispered, "Old man, are you lost?" ”

The old man stared a little dullly, staring fixedly ahead. Half-sounded, she seemed to react, and with the sound, Mu Mu looked at Shinji Kamihara.

Senile dementia?

"Mom... Why is that big brother talking to the street lamp? ”

"Don't look, don't look, hurry home."

Hearing this, Shinji Kamihara's body stiffened. He subconsciously took a step back.

Ghost? Phantom?

How could I not see before?

Thinking of this question, I instantly had an answer in my heart.

Because he has increased his spiritual power to ninety-nine.

He thought it was just his eyes bright and he could see farther away. Now I know that the strangeness of my eyes last night should be the opening of yin and yang eyes.

Since there is such a thing as weirdness in this world, it is not unacceptable to have ghosts.

In the past, when his spiritual power was only nine, he could only dimly sense something.

But he broke through yesterday, so he can now see things that ordinary people can't see.

Thinking of this, he was silent, looking at the old man in front of him, and he didn't know what to do for a while.

Overtake her? But how?

Leave? It seems that this is the only way to do it.

"I'll do it."

An old, gentle voice sounded behind him.

Shinji Kamihara turned his head and saw an old monk wearing a gray-black monk's robe and a hat on his head.

Seeing Shinji Kamihara's view, Genkai smiled slightly and didn't speak.

He came to the old man and habitually twisted the beads with his fingers. Then an obscure verse came out of his mouth.

Shinji Kamihara was watching, and he thought that something would happen, such as spitting out the scriptures and making golden light or something.

But no...

It was as if the other party was just doing ordinary transcendent rituals.

But gradually, with Xuanhai chanting the scriptures. The old man in front of him gradually smiled, and then... Turned into a white light and dissipated under the heavens and the earth.

Looking at this scene, Shinji Kamihara was slightly surprised, "Did she go to heaven?" ”

"I don't know."

"Did you go to hell?"

"I don't know." Genkai clasped his hands together, and when he saw Shinji Kamihara looking at him speechlessly, he smiled slightly, "It doesn't really matter where you go, just let the old man be happy." ”

Truly... The old man just now disappeared with a smile.

"Oh..."Shinji Kamihara looked at Genkai for a while, and didn't bother to say hello, "Then I'll go first." ”

"Donor, wait." Genkai hurriedly stopped Shinji Kamihara with a kind smile, "I see that you have a relationship with my Buddha, do you want to come to my temple to practice?" ”

"No, take your leave."