Kitagawa Temple broke free of the other party's restraints, and the whole person stepped forward, then lowered his body, hugged Azuki Asamiya with both hands, and slammed his knees into the opponent's face!

Boom!!!!

Spirits explode!

Countless black mist overflowed from the fingers of Beichuan Temple.

But the black fog didn't go away.

Under the gaze of Beichuan Temple, the black mist squirmed for a while, and it turned out to form a complete Ma Gong Caiyue.

It's just that compared to just now, this Ma Gong Caiyue is much more illusory.

But the next moment, the Kanji in Kitagawaji's hand had already crossed the other party's neck.

Spirits splashed again—

But Ma Gong Caiyue still did not disappear, and the black qi squirmed again.

Kitagawa Temple saw the right time, and when she was almost completely formed, a faint silver light flashed, slicing the other party's neck open.

This process was repeated almost three times before Azuki Mamiya let out a wail, and her pale and deformed face showed a look of relief.

She sighed in a distant voice:

"Liang—you're finally here."

Azuki Asamiya was still waiting for the man named Liang to come before she died, but until she died with resentment, the Liang did not come.

At the same time as the broken syllables of Magong Caiyue fell, the thick resentment also dispersed-

Nishikujo's poor little creature jumped out as if trying to absorb the resentments that were visible to the naked eye, but those resentments seeped under the floor and disappeared as if they were not attracted to pity at all.

"Maybe that's why the system doesn't settle." Kitagawa Temple rubbed his fingers.

Could it be that there is something hidden under the tatami mat that can absorb resentment?

Kitagawa Temple groped around this tatami mat -

"It should be here."

Kitagawa Temple shook his fingers and lifted the tatami mats.

Under the tatami mats, there are several hollow spaces with partitions, which are used by some Japanese people as storage.

In the hollow partition, some of Atsuki's personal belongings can be seen.

But apart from a diary with a worn-out water-patterned cover and a few well-preserved kimonos, there is nothing resembling resentment in Kitagawa Temple.

In order to be on the safe side, Kitagawa Temple even let Nishikujo go down and take a turn pitifully, and only after finding nothing else did Kitagawa Temple put down the tatami mats.

It seems that what can absorb resentment is hidden somewhere else.

"Diary..."

It's not for nothing.

Kitagawa Temple simply flipped through the diary with the cover of the water pattern, hoping to find some details about the rituals in the village.

On the somewhat oxidized paper, the past of Asatsuki Asamiya came into the eyes of Kitagawa Temple.

This Asako doesn't seem to like leaving home very much, and likes some sad texts.

The diary is full of what kind of small animals she raised when and died, or what kind of disease someone in the village suffered from and died, and then lamented the fragility of life.

It's just that there are people who like this Ma Gong Natsuki.

By chance, she met Ryo Ito, an outstanding young man in the village.

While Asatsuki Asamiya was amazed by Ito's talent, she admired each other immensely.

And Ito Ryo also seems to have some interest in Asatsuki Asamiya.

After all, the Ma Miyamo family, as a big family in the village of the gods, must be able to climb the relationship.

So Ito Liang gave her an ebony comb and promised Asatsuki that he would definitely marry her home - it was supposed to be such a romantic love story.

But plans never keep up with change.

Under the persuasion of the elders in the village, Ito Liang actually left Asatsuki Asamiya and left the village for the big city without hesitation.

The second half of the diary is all a record of Atsuki Asamiya telling her thoughts about Itorya.

self-pity, self-abandonment, and finally contracted a strange disease, and his mind was no longer normal-

Beichuan Temple flipped through the diary over and over again, and after reading it, he also shook his head regretfully.

This is just an ordinary diary, and it has no reference value at all.

Kitagawa put the diary in his backpack and walked out of the room towards the stairs on the left.

From here, you will find the first floor, where you should have the entrance to the atrium.

Kitagawa Temple walked to the first floor with a flashlight.

There was a road in front of him that led straight ahead, and there was a doorway on the right, and I guess that was the entrance to the atrium.

Kitagawa Temple did not hesitate and walked to the entrance.

A Japanese-style paper sliding door was displayed in front of him.

"It should be possible from here..."Kitagawa Temple thought, but the movement of his hand did not stop, and the sliding door was opened with a bang.

The cold wind that cut people like a knife rushed towards him, making Beichuan Temple squint his eyes uncontrollably.

When this strange cold wind swept away, Beichuan Temple looked into the atrium.

Standing here is completely different from standing on the third floor and glancing.

But the most eye-catching thing is the huge ancient tree that looks like an umbrella cover.

The jagged slender branches, densely blocking the sunlight, in this winter day, the dense branches are quite suffocating.

Under the ancient tree, countless bharas were erected, and the names of the people's vows were densely written on them.

This incomparably weird and terrifying scene did not stop Beichuan Temple.

He exited the hallway and entered the atrium, where the opposite door to the coffin caught his eye.

It was a huge heavy and thick iron gate, with all kinds of strange inscriptions engraved on it, and the iron door was still stained with rust, and in some places the iron sheet was still bare, which was unpleasant.

Beichuan Temple ignored the ancient trees and went straight to the iron gate.

At about half a person's height, a white chrysanthemum lock hangs.

The white chrysanthemum lock is about the length of a baby's arm and is rectangular in shape.

I don't know what material this lock is made of, not only has it not been eroded by the years, but it is even shiny.

Looking at this lock, Kitagawa Temple once again called up the system panel.

There is not much dead air left.

If you use it again in terms of unlocking, then if you encounter a resentful spirit again, Beichuan Temple probably won't have the ability to resist.

Even if Asamiya Eiyo reminded him to enter the coffin, he couldn't have fully trusted the other party.

After all, nine years have passed, and it is very normal for some changes to happen that Ma Gong will never know.

It is not necessary to be harmful, but it is also not necessary to be unguarded.

"Do you want to go back now?" Kitagawa Temple's eyebrows are tightly locked.

Kitagawa Temple doesn't plan to spend the night in the shrine, but there may be a secret hidden between the coffins in front of him-

It's all already explored, and there's no reason why he shouldn't go in and see what it's all about.

But death...

Wait a minute - Chrysanthemum lock?

Kitagawa Temple suddenly remembered something.

Didn't the key given to him by Fuyuko Asamiya also have white chrysanthemum patterns?