"The effect of the three wheels..."The White Mist Divine Child groaned before raising his head.

She took a deep breath: "I've only heard a few rumors, but I don't know what the specific role of the three-wheeled program is. If Shi-kun wants to know the specific situation, it doesn't matter if he tells you. ”

For the words of the White Mist Divine Son, of course, Xicheng Style will not hesitate at all.

He simply waved his hand and motioned for the White Mist Divine Son to continue.

"A person who has a three-wheeled purpose is equivalent to having a 'spiritual vision'."

"Vision?"

Listening to the explanation of the White Mist Divine Son, Xicheng raised his head.

"Yes, Vision." The White Mist Divine Son looked at Xicheng Shi and said word by word: "Sanlunmu, that's a thing of life and death in the extreme. ”

The White Mist Miko went on to explain, "And a person with 'spiritual vision' is equivalent to having the ability to see through the future. ”

"See through the future?"

Xicheng was stunned.

He didn't expect Miwa to have such an effect.

After all, can such a thing as seeing through the future really be done?

Although there is a very unscientific thing happening, it is too nonsense to see through the future.

If you can really see through the future, why didn't the previous White Mist Family Masters stop the White Mist Family from destroying this future in advance?

As if sensing Xicheng's thoughts, the White Mist Miko added: "Although it is said to see through the future, there is a limit to human power, and there are very few things that can be seen. At most, only a fragment can be seen, and this fragment is still uncontrollable. And as I said before, the price of using the tricycle is human life..."

"In other words, even if you can see the future with the power of the Miwata, you will eventually die because of the Miwame."

"For this reason, we need the existence of the White Mist Divine Son and the Substitute Spell."

Nishijo asked calmly.

"That's right, the White Mist Divine Son died instead of the White Mist Family Master who used the three-wheeled order, and the White Mist Family Master constantly used the three-wheeled eye to peep into the future and choose the most optimal route for the family."

As he spoke, the White Mist Divine Son stretched out his hand flatly.

Senbai's immortal mist gushed out, quickly condensing into a straight line in her hands.

She stared at the straight line and said word by word:

"Whenever it comes to the family's major decision, the head of the White Mist family will use the three wheels to frequently peek into the future and choose the most suitable future. This is also the reason why the White Mist Family has been able to develop to such a scale. It's like a straight line that doesn't take detours. ”

"......" Xicheng probably understood what the White Mist Miko meant.

At the cost of death, you can see through the future of the three wheels.

The immortal son of the White Mist.

The combination of the two has created today's White Mist Family.

As for why he didn't just let the White Mist Divine Son use the three wheels to predict the future-

"Because of fear and mistrust." The white mist and deep snow explained beside him, and a trace of sadness flashed on his face.

"Although the White Mist Divine Son is immortal, no one wants to die for no reason. If the gods of the White Mist Family obtained the Three Wheels and had the ability to be immortal and peep into the future, this would be completely beyond the control of the White Mist Family. ”

The white fog and deep snow are not unreasonable.

No one wants to die for no reason, if the gods of the White Mist family get three rounds.

One day, they get bored, or they have a grudge against the White Mist family... What should I do if I deliberately lead the White Mist family to the end of ruin?

Therefore, the White Mist family must firmly hold the three wheels in their hands.

See through the future of the three wheels, the immortal secret flower.

Xicheng Shiki, who had not spoken all this time, made the final decision.

"In that case, let's go down and see the situation first."

Shijun, isn't it possible that you want to get the three wheels?

Hearing what Xicheng said, the White Mist Divine Son looked over with a worried look.

It's no wonder that she worries, who wouldn't be tempted to be able to peek into such a powerful force in the future?

But the use of the three-wheeled purpose requires human lives as a price.

If the Nishijo type gains the ability of the three-wheeled purpose ... Eventual death.

Thinking of this, she spoke without hesitation.

"Shiki-kun, you can directly complete the ritual of the stand-in spell with me."

In this way, there will be no problem even if you use the three-wheeled eye.

It's just that the overly jumpy thinking of the White Mist Divine Son didn't make Xicheng understand.

What is this thing talking about?

Why did you suddenly get involved in the stand-in spell?

There is, of course, only one answer here.

"Not interested."

Xicheng style directly waved his hand and refused.

Seeing the appearance of Xicheng, the white mist god next to him was directly anxious.

Her petite body leaned over, and her big eyes were full of anxiety: "But if you don't complete the stand-in spell ritual, you will die if you forcibly use the power of the three wheels." ”

“？？？ Who told you I wanted to use Miwabi? ”

Nishiro finally understood why the White Mist Miko suddenly wanted to talk about the stand-in spell ceremony.

The other party is worried that he is interested in the three wheels.

Afraid that he would die because of the power of the Miriwa.

He immediately denied: "Let me say first, I don't mean to use the power of the three wheels. ”

"Huh?"

The White Mist Divine Son didn't expect Xicheng Shi to say this.

She froze in place for a moment, and opened her mouth in disbelief: "Then, why did that Shijun go to the underground palace?" ”

"I wanted to go down and see what was going on." Xichengshi's tone was calm: "I'm not interested in things like the Three Wheels or the Secret Flower, but there is that kind of thing hidden in the dungeon under my feet, and I must go down to confirm the situation." ”

"Is that all?" The White Mist Divine Son swallowed, his eyes uncertain.

Xicheng style is too pure-hearted, right?

Immortal stand-in spells and future-seeing-seeing triwatars couldn't arouse his thoughts?

"That's all."

Nishijo-shiki shrugged and replied dryly.

The main thing is that he has a pact with the vixen of Kujo Sara.

During his absence from the Tokyo Ward, Sara Kujou was in charge of the affairs of the Tokyo Branch of the Komasix Society and fooling his superiors.

The condition is that Xicheng Shishi finds something that can cure her congenital heart disease in the White Mist Family.

I won't bring her the Secret Flower with me, but there is something she can take with her.

That thing is the product of the Flower of Secret, the Flower of Secret.

He informed the White Mist Divine Son next to him of his thoughts.

"Can the Secret Flower Dew cure congenital heart disease...?" The White Mist Divine Son blinked, and without thinking too much, he spoke: "It stands to reason that any disease, the Secret Flower Dew should be able to cure it. After all, the Flower of Secret Dew is actually the essence of the Flower of Secret. As long as you cooperate with the spell of the White Mist Family, you can use the Secret Flower Dew. ”

"Really?" Receiving this answer, Nishijo nodded in satisfaction.

The next goal is clear.

Go to the dungeon, check the situation of the Secret Flower and the Three Wheels, and collect some of the Secret Flower Dew to take away.

After solving this problem, I will be able to return to Tokyo.

Thinking of this, Xicheng looked at Bai Wu Shenxue, who was about to enter the underground palace with them: "Aunt Shenxue, the next trip may be a little difficult for you, you better stay here and wait for me and Bai Wu to come back." ”

From the Xicheng style just now, I actually wanted to say two sentences about white fog and deep snow.

Should I say that I deserve to be my own mother?

After hearing the news that her daughter was going to hold a stand-in spell with her, not only did she not stop her daughter, but on the contrary, her eyes were full of eagerness, and she couldn't wait to tie Xicheng Shi and the White Mist Divine Son together.

"This..."

White Mist Shenxue hesitated for a moment, but quickly nodded: "I understand." ”

She only has the strength of the Six Imperial Spells to the end, and it is not good to forcibly follow the White Mist Divine Son and Xicheng Shi.

Of course, the most important thing is that the white fog and deep snow are actually a bit cautious.

Let the White Mist Divine Son, who has temporarily recovered his memory, go all the way with the Xicheng style, maybe this prospective son-in-law will be tempted by the White Mist Divine Son.

Maybe you can really accept him as a son-in-law when the time comes.

With such a capable son-in-law, she doesn't have to worry about the second half of Miko's life.

Now I don't use the light bulb myself and wait for them here.

Xicheng style is not a god, of course he didn't perceive the meaning of the white fog and deep snow.

Of course, even if he noticed it, he probably wouldn't pay much attention to it.

The Nishijo style is to have a good impression of the white mist Miko, but that is a good impression of a friend.

If the ritual of what is called the 'Substitute Spell' is really held, it would be no problem for him to be responsible for the White Mist Mizuko.

But the problem is that nothing happened between him and the White Mist Divine Son.

So it's okay to think of it as a good friend.

Xicheng Shi lifted the wooden floor according to his memory, and the dark passage of the black hole was displayed under the eyes of the White Mist Miko and him.

He first swept the inside with a flashlight, and found nothing wrong before he spoke:

"Let's go."

"Okay."

The White Mist Divine Son nodded, following closely behind Xicheng Shi.

This dark passage is about two meters wide, and the height is estimated to be only two meters, which can be said to be narrow and small.

You can also feel it from the descending stairs that they are going down.

Lifting the flashlight from the Nishijo-style angle and shining downward, you can only see the stone steps that are almost impossible to see.

The lonely stone steps and the oppressive feeling make people feel particularly unpleasant.

This psychological burden accumulates as you walk.

But — it's nothing to the West Side.

What he cared about most was the blood marks on his feet.

This bloodstain should be the bloodstain of the head of the White Mist family found in the Buddha hall before.

Under the light of the flashlight, you can clearly see that the blood marks are clearly left on the stone steps under your feet, and extend intermittently downward.

It seems that the White Mist Family Master has indeed entered the underground palace to find the Secret Flower as he speculated.

"White Mist."

Nishijo looked away from the bloodstain and said hello.

"I'm here. Shiki-kun, is there something going on? The White Mist Divine Son, who was scanning the surroundings, turned his head and asked.

"I want to ask, if someone dies next to the Flower of Secrets, what kind of skeleton will he end up into?"

This is a problem that Xicheng has always cared about.

The living remains that were eroded by the low concentration of immortal white mist outside were already very powerful.

If you die next to the Flower of Secret...

Uh-

When the White Mist Divine Son heard this question, her face tightened directly, and she asked with some urgency:

“... Why are you asking this question? Shiki-kun? ”

"You head of the White Mist Family may have come to this place to seek the help of the Secret Flower when the White Mist Family was in turmoil. But he seems to have failed in the end. ”

The Nishijo style hits the flashlight on the ground.

The blinding streak of blood jumped into the eyes of the White Mist Divine Son.

"......" White Mist Divine Son.

She took a deep breath and said with a solemn gaze: "I don't know the specifics. But if it's a dead creature next to the Flower of Secret... That should be several times more powerful than a normal skeleton... After all, the number of people who have been eroded by the immortal white mist is not at the same level. According to the strength of the previous head of the family... It's conservatively estimated that it's already ten imperial spells. ”

As he spoke, the White Mist Divine Son rubbed his eyebrows and said with some concern:

"And because of the dense immortal power of the Secret Flower... Maybe the creature itself will carry the same 'immortal' ability as me. ”

The strength of the Ten Imperial Spells!

And it also has the ability to be immortal!

To be honest, I heard that these Xicheng style already had some intention of leaving here and waiting for support.

But—

"It seems that the other party will not let us leave so easily."

Xicheng Shi turned his head, his eyes condensed with death, and looked behind the White Mist Divine Son.

"Huh?"

Feeling Xicheng's gaze, the White Mist Divine Son also subconsciously turned his head.

The next moment-

Boom!!!

In the shadows, unimaginable terrifying wind pressure pressed on his head.

If you get hit by this—

The White Mist Divine Son had even foreseen the scene of his head being directly smashed.

But the next second-

Her body was pulled apart by the Xicheng style first, and at the same time, the long shield of death qi and mist blocked in front of her.

Boom!!!

There was a muffled sound.

Xicheng Shi hugged the White Mist Divine Son and rolled directly down the stone steps.

Fortunately, the Nishijo style had already used the mist of the coffin to protect itself and slow down the impact.

After rolling more than ten stone steps, Xicheng Style and White Mist Shenzi barely stopped.

The two of them looked up at the terrifying figure that had appeared behind them at some point.

It was a middle-aged man in a black hunting suit.

Pale skin, hollow, black eyes without whites, and a vengeful, gloomy gaze shot from under the dry hair.

"Looks like you've got it right, White Mist."

Xicheng Shi held the ground with one hand, and the cold dead air in his eyes lingered, and then he continued: "This should be the head of the White Mist family... The remains of the Ten Spells. ”

"If you can, I don't want to say that with such accuracy." The White Mist Divine Son took a deep breath, and then looked at Xicheng Shi: "Shijun, here is really still going to deal with him-ah!?" ”

Before she finished speaking, Xicheng picked her up directly from the ground and ran to the bottom.

"Shiki-kun?!"

The White Mist Divine Son's eyes widened, he didn't expect that such a reckless Xicheng style would actually choose to retreat here.

"This road is too narrow, and we don't have any chance of winning at all, so we have to find a wider place."

Xicheng analyzed dryly.

“... You're right. But—"

The first half of the White Mist Divine Son was still agreeing with the Xicheng style, and the second half of the sentence was already a little indescribable.

She stammered a little and pointed behind her:

"It's... Keep up! ”

Yes.

Where the White Mist Divine Son's gaze looks—

It's a terrifying ten-legged curse creature that runs on all fours in an abnormal posture!