"Shi-kun, welcome."

The White Mist Miko blinked.

This ice sculpture is the same as usual, and it is still an excessively beautiful ice sculpture face when I see Xicheng style. But if you look closely, you can still clearly see the curiosity in her eyes.

After all, in her opinion, Xicheng style can be regarded as an ally who shares honor and disgrace with herself, and lives and dies, so she still has to care about it at this time.

"Well, there are some things I want to discuss with Aunt Chrysalis, and I came over in the middle of the night to disturb me."

Nishijo explained and looked inside.

The White Mist Miko and the White Mist Chrysalis now live in a Japanese-style log cabin provided by the Gojinkai on the outskirts of Tokyo.

This small wooden house is not big, and the living room inside is even more pitifully small, only about 6 tatami in area, according to the area conversion, it is only nine square meters.

Some of the furnishings in the hut are shabby, and many corners are mottled with mold due to the humid weather in Japan.

Compared with the big villa of the Baiwu family before, this environment can be said to be extremely difficult.

Even the dilapidated rental house in the West Side style is much better than here.

It's just that the White Mist Divine Son is born with an extraordinarily optimistic potential.

Even if she lives in this kind of place, she is still the same, and her expression is full of spirit.

The White Mist Miko directly brought Xicheng Shi into the living room, and then sat down next to him, wanting him to keep warm.

At the same time, her little feet in stockings were stuffed into the heater.

The warmth of the stove made her head on the small square table, and her snow-white and beautiful face was full of contentment.

Hey-it was Shi Jun who just entered the house, and he was still carrying snowflakes on his body, and it was too cold to stick to him. Otherwise, it's perfect.

"Xicheng-kun, good evening."

The white mist chrysalis picked up the teapot and poured a full cup of hot tea for the Xicheng style that came in.

She asked softly, "Come here to visit so late... Is something wrong? ”

"There's movement over there at the Eternal Sacrifice Society, and it may be a little unsafe here."

Xicheng Shi didn't mean to hide it, and said directly.

"Well, I see."

The White Mist Chrysalis nodded, and at the same time looked at the White Mist Divine Son.

The White Mist Divine Son did not hesitate, and simply stood up and said, "I'll go clean up, Aunt Chrysalis." ”

She stood up, snapped out of the living room, and went to the room to pack her things.

"Aunt Chrysalis has long been mentally prepared?"

Xicheng Shi also planned to explain the current situation, but he didn't expect the White Mist Divine Son to react so quickly.

"It's not like I'm mentally prepared."

The white mist chrysalis shook his head with a smile: "It was the Divine Son who thought of it a long time ago. ”

White Mist Miko is not stupid, she just has a few tendons in her head.

But even so, the White Mist Divine Son is actually still a smart person.

"Miko has been preparing for the move since the beginning, and she also knows that this place will not last long."

"Really?"

Xicheng style was quite surprised.

That White Mist Divine Son had already guessed it.

"And you came to visit us so late today. With such an urgent look, nine times out of ten, those villains are hungry for me again. ”

The White Mist Miko appeared outside the sliding door of the living room with two suitcases in tow, his face full of disgust for the Eternal Sacrifice Society.

It's a little unnatural to say things like 'you're hungry for me again' with a serious expression.

But it's also true.

"It's just that before I go, I still have something to tell Xicheng-kun."

The white mist chrysalis stood up, and there was not much struggle between his expressions.

She said logically:

"Most of the members of the Eternal Sacrifice Society want to capture the Divine Son, not only to advance the progress of studying the immortal spell, but also to be able to open the old site of the White Mist Family on the Divine Son."

This was originally a question that Nishijo-shi wanted to ask.

He thought it would take a bit of effort to ask.

But no one thought that the white mist chrysalis took the initiative here.

Xicheng put down the teacup, stood up and said, "Let's talk while walking, it's more than 9:40, just in time to catch the last train." ”

"Okay."

The white mist chrysalis nodded.

They turned off the electrical appliances, dragged their suitcases, and quickly left the cabin.

The night was deep.

The faint white light of the street lamps does not bring the slightest warmth to pedestrians.

"On the one hand, it was me and Miko who didn't want to think about things related to the White Mist Family anymore, and on the other hand, the old site of the White Mist Family was too dangerous, and Xicheng-kun was still injured at that time. For various reasons, I will not tell you about it. ”

The white fog chrysalis walked forward and explained to the Xicheng style beside him:

"The secret key of the White Mist family, also known as the three-wheel key, only with the three-wheel key, can you walk through the Valley of Fog Hidden safely and soundly, cross the layers of fog peaks, and finally arrive at the White Mist Temple, which contains immortal spells and inheritances."

Hearing this, the Xicheng style is roughly understood.

In other words, the surrounding environment of the White Mist Family is treacherous, and only the White Mist Divine Son, who holds the three-wheeled key, can safely walk through those treacherous places, and finally reach the temple where the immortal spell is hidden.

"It's not all."

The White Mist Chrysalis shook his head and continued, "Those who have the three-wheel spoon will also be able to obtain the inheritance of the eye. ”

She lowered her voice and said in an inexplicably serious tone, "The secret trianchotomy of the White Mist Family. ”

"Miranora?"

This is another rare word, Xicheng Shi asked.

"Hmm. When the White Mist family still existed before, I occasionally overheard the elders of the family talking. ”

The white mist chrysalis showed a look of memory:

"Some people say that after having a three-wheeled eye, you can see through death and see through the Yellow Spring. Some people say that the tririmal can only be borne by the immortal god son of the White Mist family, and other people's bodies will die because they can't bear its burden, and their heads will explode... Anyway, there are different opinions. ”

"Only I can bear it? Death from a blow to the head? ”

Hearing these words that absolutely could not reassure her, the White Mist Divine Son couldn't help but raise her head, and then couldn't help but sigh for a long time:

"Well, I don't want to be under pressure that I shouldn't be at my age all the time."

She had a serious expression, as if she was really sad about it.

This look made Xicheng-style stretched out his hand and pulled her soft snow-white face.

"It hurts, it hurts! I was wrong! Shiki-kun! Don't pinch me—"

The White Mist Mitsuko clapped his hands in the style of Xicheng, baring his teeth and grinning.

The white mist chrysalis next to her didn't care about the movements between the two of them, she just continued:

"To sum up, the old site of the White Mist House is actually a very dangerous place, and the entrance there is guarded by the personnel of the Eternal Sacrifice Society, so I suggest that the farther away from that place is better."

"Well, I think what you said is very reasonable, Aunt Chrysalis."

Xicheng nodded after thinking for a moment, and then asked:

"So where is the old site of the White Mist Family?"

"Huh?"

The white mist chrysalis, who had originally planned to choose a place far away, opened his mouth wide, and the whole person froze.

Wait a minute... Didn't you say I had a point?

Why do you still want to ask me where is the old site of the White Mist Family?