The use of the mist is not difficult.

After all, the mist of the coffin is the last breath of anger that people vent before they die, and it has the nature of dead air.

It is precisely because of this that it is not difficult for the Xicheng style to use this spirit tool to avoid water.

The problem of tunnels soaked in ice water has also been solved.

"And as long as you pass through the waterway, you can officially reach the entrance of the spiritual realm, and enter it with the help of the three-wheel key."

The white mist chrysalis exhaled slightly, and said with some concern in his eyes: "But this is only the first step. To reach the White Fog Temple, you must pass through the Fog Hidden Valley, the Fog Peak, and finally reach the White Fog Temple. ”

"Although I have heard the name 'White Mist Temple' for a long time... But is the White Mist family a follower of Buddhism? ”

Xicheng asked with a frown.

"No... It's a bit embarrassing... It's not so much that the White Fog family is a believer in Buddhism... It's better to say that the White Fog family is actually a person who was recruited by the monks of the White Fog Temple in the Heian Period to protect the White Fog Temple. ”

"What do you mean... Monks? ”

Xicheng style eyebrows raised.

Japanese Buddhist temples recruit samurai into the temple to protect the temple's assets.

It's no surprise that this is a common occurrence in Japan.

After all, there were basically few days of peace in Japan for several years, and most of the time there was social turmoil.

In the turbulent era, Buddhist temples and monasteries that have accumulated some assets are easy to be targeted by samurai and bandits.

In order to protect the property inside the temple, Buddhist temples with thin assets would hire a group of samurai to protect the temple, and these people were called monks.

"Yes. The White Mist Temple is not the property of the White Mist family, but the territory that the White Mist family took with the samurai gathered at that time after the end of the turbulent period. ”

The white mist chrysalis nodded a little embarrassedly.

robbed the monk's house as his own territory, which can be regarded as the black history of the Baiwu family, and it is generally forbidden to mention it.

However, Xicheng didn't care what she said, he made a note of it, and then looked up and asked:

"In addition to this, there should be other things to pay attention to when going to the White Mist House, right? For example, special resentful spirits, human pillars, and other things? ”

The White Mist family is also a hidden family, and Xicheng must ask its hidden backhand.

"Hmm... That's what I want to say to Nishijo-kun. ”

The white mist chrysalis did not hesitate: "If you want to say that the thing that the White Mist family cares about the most now, it is probably the 'living remains'." ”

"Raw?"

Xicheng looked at the white mist chrysalis.

It had been nearly a month since he came to this mysterious and reviving Japan, and he had heard all the words "resentful spirit", "spiritual realm", and "hidden world".

But the word 'raw'... It was the first time he had heard it.

"Hmm. Raw... As the name suggests, it means a living corpse. ”

The White Mist Chrysalis looked at the night sky outside the window, frowned and thought, "The White Mist Temple in the Spirit Domain seals the 'Secret Flower' that hides the power of immortality. ”

"And its aroma will erode the dead and bring the dead back to life, and these dead who come back to life are called living remains."

She shook her head with a look of pity:

"But the dead soul can't be called back, so the living body has no sanity to speak of, just a simple walking corpse."

Zombie...

Nishijo asked as he recorded:

"What about the other than this?"

“... Besides... I don't know. Because I haven't been back to that place for a year. ”

The white mist chrysalis shook her head, indicating that this was all she knew.

Then she proposed:

"Since Xicheng-kun's goal is to improve himself, then I still recommend that you go to the White Mist Temple, which hides the secret flower. But there's only one thing to be aware of—"

The white mist chrysalis's gentle face tightened:

"Don't touch the three wheels... Because as I said earlier, people who rashly accept the three-wheeled purpose may directly blow their heads and die. ”

"You have a point."

Xicheng nodded and answered without hesitation for half a second.

Uh-

As soon as he heard Xicheng's words, the white mist chrysalis couldn't help but open his mouth wide.

She glanced at Xicheng suspiciously, and asked uncertainly:

"Xicheng-kun, although I know that you are not that kind of person. But I still want to ask you, don't you want to take the three wheels that have been circulated by the White Mist Family, right? ”

"Don't worry." Xicheng replied calmly.

This answer is not the answer that is not asked, and it obviously does not satisfy the white mist chrysalis.

She stared at the West Side style in disbelief:

"Wait a while, Xicheng-kun shouldn't really be ready to fight the idea of the three-wheeled show, right?"

"Peace of mind."

Xicheng replied again.

It's not—

The white fog chrysalis turned red, and the gentle and lovely image that he has always maintained, and the image of a virtuous and intelligent person is a little unbearable.

If you don't make it clear, how can I feel at ease?

She was about to continue asking questions, when she heard the voice of the White Mist Mizuko.

"Aunt Chrysalis, where is the three-wheeled spoon you kept talking about? I just flipped over and couldn't find it. ”

The White Mist Divine Son was full of wonder.

"I've always kept the three-wheeled key close to me, but... Only the Divine Son of the White Mist Family can make the three-wheel spoon have the desired effect. ”

At this point, there's nothing to shy away from.

The white mist chrysalis did not hesitate and took out a slender wooden box from his side.

The wooden box is about the length and width of two index fingers, and it is engraved with a faint pattern like snow mist.

Probably due to the age, most of the pigments attached to the surface of the wooden box have been discolored.

She opened the wooden box, and through the cracks in the wooden box, a white mist squeezed out.

The icy mist flowed against the wooden table.

I don't know if it's an illusion, Xicheng Shi always feels that the white mist flowing here and there is almost the same nature as the immortal white mist produced by the death of the White Mist Divine Son.

He and the White Mist Miko looked inside the wooden box.

It was a miserable white key, the whole body of which was condensed with ice mist, and it shone brightly in the reflection of the light.

And there are three deep lines on the handle of the key, which should be the main reason why the white mist chrysalis is called a three-wheel key.

"Don't inhale these white mist, Xicheng-kun."

The white mist chrysalis covered his mouth and nose and explained:

"This is the immortal white mist... If you inhale these things for a long time, the muscles will rot and the functions of the organs in the body will also deteriorate. ”

"Huh?! So scary? ”

The White Mist Divine Son thought thoughtfully: "That's what I used to run around with this kind of thing?" No wonder I died so quickly, it turned out to be because I deserved to die. ”

She looked at the white mist chrysalis next to her and shook her head.

Without saying a word, she stuffed the three-wheel spoon in her hand into the hand of the White Mist Divine Son.

It is also strange to say that the moment he entered the hands of the White Mist Divine Son, the surrounding white mist instantly retracted into the three wheels, and the cold feeling was also swept away.

“... Only the Son of God can restrain the three wheels from producing an immortal white mist. That's why only the Son of God can hold and use the three-wheeled key. And I'm a custodian at best. ”

The white mist chrysalis explained to the West Castle style.