The Nishijo style organizes the things to set off.

Flashlights, compressed biscuits and canned meat, three pots of drinking water, folding hand axes and sleeping bags, etc...

These items are packed into two backpacks, one large and one small.

The big one was carried by the Xicheng style, and the small backpack was handed over to the White Mist Miko.

He was getting ready, and a soft voice came from outside the door: "Xicheng-jun? ”

This iconic soft voice... If you don't guess wrong, it should be a white mist chrysalis.

Xicheng stopped what he was doing and said, "Please come in." ”

"I'm interrupted, Xicheng-kun."

The white mist chrysalis respectfully pulled the door open, then slumped down to close it again.

"What's the matter?"

"It's about the old site of the White Mist."

The white mist chrysalis did not hesitate and spoke straightforwardly.

She still likes to open the skylight and speak brightly, as she said before.

"I've already discussed it with the Son of God." The soft face of the white mist chrysalis raised: "Actually, Xichengjun, you don't have to force yourself so much." You have helped me and the Son of God so much. ”

Her tone was serious, with a hint of sorrow after a lot of thought.

"......" Xicheng style.

Nishijo didn't answer, but just stopped what he was doing.

Seeing that the Xicheng style seemed to be moved, the white mist chrysalis took the opportunity to speak again: "I have also investigated everywhere in the past two days that you have been out of Morinomiya Mountain, and Iwate Prefecture seems to be a good place to go... Miko and I can move there and settle down. In this way, there is no need to drag down Xicheng-kun anymore. ”

Her eyes are soft, with a kind of feminine softness, but in the depths of softness, there is an indescribable toughness.

"......" Xicheng style.

This time, Xicheng turned his head around, and his eyes carefully looked at the white mist chrysalis, but he still didn't speak.

Atmosphere... It's a little dull.

The white mist chrysalis was obviously aware of this, but she had no intention of retreating.

"We will remember Xicheng-kun's kindness, so we really don't have to force ourselves to go to the old site of Baiwu to take risks."

She said very seriously.

In the sight of the white mist chrysalis, Xicheng's eyebrows furrowed, as if he was thinking about something, but soon his eyebrows stretched out again: "What you said makes a lot of sense." ”

Yes.

What the white mist chrysalis said makes a lot of sense.

It's almost enough to help here, plus this is the request of the White Mist Chrysalis and the White Mist Divine Son, so he doesn't feel anything psychologically uncomfortable.

Thinking of this, Xicheng nodded and said naturally:

"Hmm. Aunt Chrysalis, what you said makes a lot of sense. Then please rest early, I still have to prepare for going to the old site of White Mist tomorrow. ”

His overly natural attitude made the white mist chrysalis show a look of relief, and she subconsciously said, "Okay, I'll pack up with Miko and prepare to move now... Wait a minute? Xicheng-kun? What did you just say? ”

"I'm going to the White Mist site tomorrow."

Nishijo replied calmly.

Yes?!

The white mist chrysalis's eyes widened.

"But, yes, yes... But Xicheng-kun..."

She was in the same place for a long time, but she couldn't say anything, she could only stare at Xicheng dumbfounded.

Yamato Nadeshiko's demeanor was wiped out by the two sentences of the West Castle style.

"There's nothing good about 'but'."

Xicheng put down the folding axe and couldn't help but say: "You are also an old person, and sentimentality is not suitable for your age." ”

"But—"

"Please come back."

Xicheng style carried the white mist chrysalis and threw her out of the room directly.

The white mist chrysalis that was thrown out was dumbfounded.

She thought about all kinds of ways to be rejected, but she didn't expect Xicheng style to go straight to this point and throw herself out directly.

I...

I should be regarded as the elder of Xicheng-kun, right?

How do you feel that the other party doesn't see themselves as elders at all?

The white mist chrysalis couldn't help but shrink its neck.

The cold breeze outside the hallway... It's so cold...

"It's really..."

has been hiding beside him, and he also intends to persuade the Xicheng-style White Mist Divine Son to see his aunt lost her soul and stunned in place...

She couldn't help but swallow her saliva, rolled her big eyes, and sneakily stepped on small steps and left.

Even my aunt was thrown out, isn't it for nothing that I got on it?

I'm so smart!

The other side.

Xicheng style actually didn't think about it that much.

He just wanted to get the inheritance of the White Mist Family, improve his ability, and beat that Eternal Sacrifice Society Archmage hard.

After all, the original owner was killed by the people of the Eternal Sacrifice Society.

Strictly speaking, the Xicheng style and the eternal sacrifice will still have a life-long feud.

So this time... Xicheng style is not just for the white mist god son and chrysalis, he still wants to deal with his own problems more.

The eternal sacrifice that killed the original owner will be resolved.

That's what he wants to do the most.

......

Early the next morning.

As soon as Xicheng opened the door, he saw a white mist chrysalis kneeling on the ground with his forehead against the back of his hand.

Her voice was solemn and soft: "I thought about it for a night yesterday, and I was ashamed that I couldn't do anything for Xicheng-kun and Miko, so I had to use this method. ”

The head of the white mist chrysalis raised slightly: "Take care all the way, Xicheng-kun." ”

"....." Xicheng style.

To be honest, he didn't expect to receive such a big gift from the other party as soon as he went out.

And this time he went to the inheritance of the White Mist family, not to give his life.

The white mist chrysalis sat down like a samurai who rushed to the battlefield to die, so that Xicheng Shiki could not accept it, nor did it not accept it.

But the other party had good intentions, Xicheng pulled the white mist chrysalis up from the ground, and said in a gentle voice: "Don't worry, Aunt Chrysalis, I will come back with the god son intact." ”

“... The Son of God will entrust you. ”

The white mist chrysalis said earnestly.

Maybe this is also a problem with the education of the White Mist family.

If other travelers come over, it is estimated that they will think that Xicheng style and white fog chrysalis are acting in costume Dahe dramas.

At least the white mist god next to him saw that his eyes were red, and he was so moved that he almost cried.

"......" Xicheng style.

He hadn't found out before.

Will this pair of aunts and nephews play such a trick?

Saying goodbye to the white mist chrysalis, Xicheng Shiki took the white mist miko to the prepared police car and headed to Morinomiya Mountain.

Fortunately, the White Mist Shenzi is still very well-behaved in front of others, sitting like a peony, standing like a green lotus, the quiet impression of not liking to talk and her delicate and beautiful face make many police officers look sideways.

Again, that's the same sentence.

Being good-looking is, in a sense, tolerable.

"I did my careful investigation as you asked Xicheng-kun... This is what you call an underground walkway. ”

The middle-aged policeman next to him explained to get out of the way.

In front of the Xicheng style is a secluded road in the shape of a 'mouth' supported by a wooden frame.

The road winds underground, so dark that it seems that there is no bottom in sight.

"But... The bottom of the trail is completely submerged, and if you roughly calculate... It's probably more than three meters deep. ”

The middle-aged policeman reported the situation.

"Well, this is it."

Xichengshi's face moved slightly, and then he thanked him: "I'm sorry for pleasing you, thank you very much." ”

After thanking him, he turned his gaze to the swarthy passage.

There was a hint of eagerness to try it in my heart.

Okay –

It's almost time to go.