"I know." Kitagawa Temple nodded thoughtfully.

He wanted to bring Hitomi Asamiya to the village of God as early as Tokyo, after all, the curse on her body was caused by the village of God, and maybe only in the village of God can find a solution.

But in the end, because of Hitomi Asamiya's parents and various reasons, Kitagawa Temple came to the village first.

"It's been three days since I came to Island Road City, and I still have five days to go on spring break before leaving, in other words... In two days at the latest, Asaka-san should be here. ”

Kitagawa Temple explained, and casually put Shi Lu in his backpack, planning to find an opportunity to give Nishikujo a pitiful use.

When Ma Gong Yongshi heard this, he slapped his hands gently, and the expression on his face showed a little memory: "In other words, I will be able to see Hitomi again soon, nine years have passed in a flash, I don't know what she looks like now?" Hitomi used to be very lively and cute. ”

It seems that because the resentment on his body has been removed, or it may be because the shackles of one of the soul suppressing twins have been removed, Ma Miya's mood is obviously much more lively.

It's just—

What did Hitomi Ma Gong look like?

Kitagawa Temple is in a delicate mood.

Not confident, a little silly, good-looking, but too gloomy.

Seeing that Ma Gong Yongshi was a little elated, Beichuan Temple just shook his head and didn't tell her all this.

A person and a ghost walked out of the dungeon.

Beichuan Temple groaned: "Miss Yongshi, your soul body has been divided a lot, will this affect your own memory?" ”

Ma Gong Yongshi shook his head: "No, I have already said before, all memories are locked in the depths of my soul body, and it will not hurt the memory while separating the soul body from resentment, of course, if I want to think of something, I must be allowed to see familiar things, otherwise the door of memory will not open." ”

"Really?" Beichuan Temple nodded and didn't ask any more.

Looking at the ancient but well-preserved buildings around him, Kitagawa Temple took out his mobile phone, adjusted the camera, and took these photos one by one.

He still thinks about enriching the pages of his urban supernatural talk office, and he also ignores some meaningless accompaniments about Ma Miya's eternal life.

But before Kitagawa Temple finished taking all the photos, Asamiya Yongshi suddenly appeared from the side and snatched his mobile phone, his little face full of surprise:

"What is this?"

Asamiya Yongshi looked back and forth at her phone, and the delicate and small pages fascinated her.

Beichuan Temple took the phone back from her hand expressionlessly, and still explained: "This is a mobile phone." ”

"Cell phone?!" Asamiya Yongshi covered her mouth slightly, her crystal eyes flashed with a strong desire for knowledge, and she said strangely, "But isn't a mobile phone that kind of thing?" Thick body, and then the kind that can flip the lid - there's 123456789 these numbers in there, right? ”

As she spoke, her little hand also drew a classic clamshell shape:

"The head of the family used to have a mobile phone, I remember that a respected elder of the family brought the mobile phone, it is said that it is easier to contact after having a mobile phone - but I heard the head of the family say that in this kind of mountainous area, the mobile phone has no signal at all, and the mobile phone is not very useful."

Asamiya Yongshi shook his head with some sighs: "But the head of the family always shows off his mobile phone to me, just like a child." ”

Kitagawa Temple rubbed his temples.

It seems that even in an isolated village, some useful tools will still be used.

He didn't bother to explain the difference between a flip phone and a smartphone to Asamiya Eiyo, and just continued: "This is a mobile phone. ”

"The world outside the village is very vast, people are constantly moving forward and progressing, and the kind of mobile phone you are talking about has long been eliminated by the times."

"Knocked out..."

Ma Miya's expression was a little touched.

Isn't that the case of God in the village?

The village has always been resting on its laurels, keeping up the old tradition of not thinking about anything else as long as the rituals are useful.

If the shrine continues to study the ritual, maybe we can figure out how to improve the ritual, and maybe we can improve the ritual?

Will the god village at that time still die?

It's just that at this time, these things are already flowers in the mirror, moons in the water, and it is meaningless.

Ma Miya's ability to accept novelties is not weak, and after sighing, he asked Kitagawa Temple to lend her her mobile phone, as if she wanted to figure out how to use the smartphone-

But that's not possible.

Beichuan Temple watched her hold her phone with a golden air current, and her two white and slender index fingers stretched out, poking and poking on her mobile phone screen, and couldn't help twitching the corners of her mouth.

Most smartphones use body temperature sensing, but ghosts have no body temperature, so it is naturally impossible to be sensed.

Kitagawa Temple shook his head and glanced at his watch with a flashlight.

"It's past six o'clock."

He frowned and looked outside.

The winter sun has sunk, and the dark sky is shrouded.

When the night sinks, Kitagawa Temple can clearly feel that the entire Amiya family has changed.

Dangerous and weird, a cold feeling lingered on the body of Beichuan Temple, and it did not go away for a long time.

"It's night." Asamiya Yongshi didn't know when she came out from behind Beichuan Temple, she frowned and said, "Temple-kun, you can rest between the coffins tonight, the Asamiya family after night is not the same concept as the daytime." ”

"Not a concept?" Kitagawa Temple looked back strangely.

"Not bad." Asamiya Yongshi nodded, his expression serious: "When the night falls, the boundary between the present world and the hidden world will also blur - in fact, dusk is the closest time between the hidden world and the present world... It's just that dusk is only a short time, and it can't be compared with the long night. ”

Most people have heard of the phrase that dusk is the time of the devil in Japan, but few people know the reason for it.

The reason why dusk is a time of magic is because it is located between day and night, when the sky is about to get dark but it has not yet darkened, at this time, people can naturally see something that is not usually seen.

"If dusk is the closest moment between the secluded world and the present world, then the night of God's residence is the secluded world."

Asamiya looked at the building opposite.

As if in response to her words, the Ma Gong family suddenly flickered with fire-

The flames rose one after another, as if someone was still living in the Ma Gong family.

"These are the thoughts of the deceased... At night, some weak spirits can also manifest with the power of this thought..."

And Beichuan Temple looked at the swaying flames, and also frowned.