Although it is still very far from the truth of nine years ago, Kitagawa Temple now at least has a target for investigation.

Shen is stationed in the village and Ma Gong is at home, these are all things that need to be investigated.

But when Kitagawa Temple thought that there were so few reports on the Internet about the 'god station', there was no need to think about these things at the shrine.

"However, there may be a record in the local library of Shimaji City, if it is a newspaper that records the original village of God..."

It is not difficult to deduce from the diary of Fuyuko Asamiya that she was only a junior in the village of God at that time, so the history of the village can be extrapolated from Showa to the front, and it is conservatively estimated that it can be traced back to the Taisho period, and even the more distant Meiji period is not impossible.

If it is a folk tradition that has been handed down from such a distant era, then it is very normal that it will be mixed with 'barbarism' and 'blood'.

And Fuyuko Asamiya also mentions it later in her diary.

Bleeding...

Bleeding? Why is blood loss? If it's artificially taken blood, why be in such a hurry? Who took the blood and didn't even care about the life of Fuyuko Asamiya?

What is the entanglement between the Ma Gong family and the Shen Zhu family?

At present, there are too few clues, and Beichuan Temple can only put forward the above few guesses.

"Asamiya-san, I shouldn't have a problem taking the diary, right?" Kitagawa Temple closed the diary back and put it in his student bag, and only when it was finished did he turn back and ask.

In fact, even if Hitomi Asamiya disagrees, Kitagawa Temple doesn't plan to return the diary to her.

After all, he has a great use for the diary, and Hitomi Ma Gong left the diary only as a souvenir.

Belch...

Asamiya's mouth moved.

'Why do you have to ask why you have already put your diary in your bag?' ’

She held back this sentence and didn't ask, but nodded gently:

"Kitagawa-san has already helped me so much... And we came here with Grandma Fuyuko's permission, so it wouldn't be much of a problem to take the diary, but—"

Hitomi Asamiya took a few small breaths, and finally mustered up the courage to raise her head and ask:

"Why does Kitagawa-san want to help me so much?"

Oh, yes... She and Beichuan Temple just said two words after the winter vacation, Beichuan Temple didn't care about her at all, just let her fend for herself. But why does Beichuan Temple care so much about her?

Take her for a walk and help her find the owner of the cat.

Hitomi Asamiya is a girl who has no confidence at all, she feels that she is thin and ugly, her face is as white as a dead person, and Kitagawa Temple will not like such an unseemly self.

But since she doesn't like it, then why does Beichuan Temple do so much to help her?

Hitomi Asamiya didn't understand, so she asked.

Asamiya Hitomi stood in front of Kitagawa Temple like this, her legs trembling a little, and her voice was a little weak.

She was ready, as soon as Kitagawa Temple had an unpleasant look, she immediately bowed and apologized.

Asamiya Hitomi's timid gaze swept towards Kitagawa Temple from time to time, hoping to see something on his face.

But it was completely useless.

Beichuan Temple still has that breezy appearance, and it seems that she has long expected that she will ask this question.

He stopped packing his schoolbag, turned around and said:

"Because I can get paid for helping Asamiya-san."

"Get... Remuneration? Hitomi Asamiya hesitated.

"Yes, while removing the curse from you, I can also make considerable gains."

Kitagawa Temple straightened his back, and his black eyes looked at Asamiya Hitomi calmly.

"It's... Is that so? ”

Asamiya Hitomi's stammering and stammering character is reflected again.

She couldn't ask who would pay Beichuan Temple, nor what kind of reward Beichuan Temple would get.

But such a young assumiya feels that there is one thing that can be done.

"Beichuan-san, please wait."

Hitomi Asamiya hurriedly got up and stepped on the tatami mat with a muffled sound.

She quickly went out the door, and the footsteps first came from near to far, and then from far to near.

Hitomi Asamiya, who re-entered, clutched a delicate suitcase.

The suitcase is about 10 centimeters long and wide, not very large.

Without saying a word, she stuffed the suitcase into Kitagawaji's hand.

This is?

Beichuan Temple did not speak, and raised his eyes to look at Asamiya Hitomi, as if he was a little puzzled.

Asamiya's face turned red, but she still explained: "Where will Bei and Beichuan get paid... I don't know, but、But... I felt like I had to give something to Kitagawa-san. ”

"Mom and Dad would always give me money to buy new clothes... But I—I'm not meant to dress up, so it's been useless... It's all in there, and it's been cleaned up before... About 500,000 yen. ”

About 500,000 yen?

We're different.

Hearing this amount, Kitagawa Temple's mouth subconsciously twitched.

"I hope that Beichuan-san can accept this money, and this is the reward I give to Beichuan-shang." Hitomi Asamiya was sitting upright, looking unhurried, but her toes hidden in her white stockings were curled up nervously.

Kitagawa-san... I don't think you will accept it, right?

Because Kitagawa-san looks handsome and powerful...

But I don't have anything to give to Kitagawa-san other than this money.

She desperately hoped that Beichuan Temple would accept the money, because she was really embarrassed to trouble Beichuan Temple so much.

But on the other hand, she was afraid that Kitagawa Temple would not accept it.

Just as she was thinking about it nervously, the voice of Kitagawa Temple rang out:

"Asamiya-san, I accepted this money. In the same way, I will definitely help you get rid of the curse. ”

Kitagawa Temple put the suitcase beside him and nodded at Asamiya Hitomi.

When Hitomi Asamiya heard this, she unconsciously let out an 'ah' in surprise.

"What's wrong?" Kitagawa Temple asked.

"I... I thought that people like Kitagawa-san wouldn't be able to look down on my money at all..."Hitomi Asamiya said with a snort.

She didn't feel sorry for her money, but she was surprised that Beichuan Temple would accept the money.

"Don't be surprised." Beichuan Temple shook his head: "No one hates money. I accepted 500,000 yen from Asamiya-san, which was also more conducive to completing the investigation. ”

Of course, the most important thing about this is that Beichuan Temple has been really short of money recently.

It costs more than 30,000 yen to get to Iwate Prefecture on the Shinkansen, and more than 20,000 yen for renting a decent guesthouse.

And the money to buy clothes.

After going back and forth, the recent expenses of Beichuan Temple are a bit large.

His previous prediction did come true, and the 100,000 yen a month from Kitagawa's mother was indeed not enough for him to spend.

At this time, with the injection of funds from Hitomi Magong, he doesn't have to worry about money.

Beichuan Temple is not a saint, and he doesn't like fake Qinggao, plus he can really accept the money of Ma Gong Hitomi, so of course there is no need to refuse hypocritically.

And to go to Daolu City to investigate, food, clothing, housing and transportation along the way cost money.

"That's right," Hitomi Asamiya said in a voice, 'I've got it all right.'"

But in fact, she was still confused, and she didn't understand what Beichuan Temple wanted to say.

I don't know, but I don't dare ask.