Kitagawa Temple finally chose to rest between the coffins.

After all, the Mamiya family at night is full of dangers, and those resentful spirits are attacking from all kinds of corners, and if Beichuan Temple wants to go out, it must be full of spirit to face these dangers hidden in the shadows.

But another problem arises.

Beichuan Temple is not an iron man, as a flesh-and-blood human being, his physical strength and mental state have not recovered after a day of hard searching, and his dead qi has only recovered about half.

Even Kitagawa Temple is unwilling to deal with resentful spirits in this state.

To sum up, it is also very normal to stay between the coffins.

As far as Asamiya Yongyo said, as a quiet place where she lives, the coffin is sheltered by the falling trees and important stones in the atrium all the year round, and resentful spirits cannot invade this place, and Beichuan Temple can rest here with peace of mind-

"But I didn't say that Si-kun, you can do this kind of thing to my room, right?" Ma Gong Yongshi looked at Beichuan Temple expressionlessly, and removed the jade wall around the coffin with his bare hands to use as firewood, and his little face was a little aggrieved.

Hearing this, Beichuan Temple just glanced at her more: "The temperature difference between day and night in the mountain changes greatly, I have to keep my body temperature and my body dry, I don't think you want to see me sick, right?" ”

"It's... Quite right. ”

What Beichuan Temple said does make sense, and Ma Gong Yongshi is not a pedantic person, so he can only agree in the end.

As one of the twin souls of the soul, the eternal residence of the Ma Palace, is no less than the room of the head of the Ma Palace family.

The bedroom alone has two rooms, the inner and the outer room, which is paved with tatami mats.

There is also a small hearth in the middle of the tatami mats for heating in winter.

Kitagawa Temple rubbed the flint and steel, and the fire was lit with small dry wood.

When the fire is a little stronger, add firewood.

At the Magong house at night, the cold wind carries a hint of coldness, making people feel that their limbs are about to be frozen.

Under the swaying of this burst of firelight, it brought a warm feeling to the already stiff limbs of Beichuan Temple.

Kitagawa Temple took off his shoes and socks, stretched his toes, and glanced back at Asamiya Emasei.

Asamiya Yongshi is still trying to use her mobile phone, and the sound of clicking on the mobile phone screen makes Beichuan Temple a little worried about whether her mobile phone screen will be broken by her.

As for Nishikujo on the other side, pitiful...

The little guy had snuck away from him for some time, ran to his backpack, and was now trying to uncork the stone bottle.

She was full of strength, and her whole body was lying on the stone bottle, her round hands clinging to the cork, and her little feet were still fluttering and struggling.

Seeing that she looked like she was going to spill the stone dew, Beichuan Temple stretched out her hand and grabbed the stone bottle.

But I didn't expect Nishikujo to be pitiful, and he was caught with Nishikujo pitiful.

Kitagawa Temple grabbed her little body and swayed in the air, but didn't let her fall.

"Poor, you come down." Kitagawa Temple said calmly.

But the little guy still clung to the cork and refused to let go.

"......" Kitagawa Temple didn't care so much, he held the stone bottle in one hand, and carried Nishikujo in the other hand to tear her off.

After all, if you let this little guy toss again, maybe the stone dew will be spilled.

Nishikujo's poor little face was widened, but he just wouldn't let go.

The performance of 'life and death with Shi Lu' made Beichuan Temple laugh and angry.

He kept adding strength to his hands—

With a 'pop' sound, the stone cork was finally pulled out, and Nishikujo was separated from the stone bottle.

She was dumbfounded, holding the stone plug.

"It was originally for you, you give me some peace." Kitagawa Temple raised his hand and slapped Nishikujo's poor little head.

But Nishikujo was pitiful and depressed, and he didn't seem to feel the action of Kitagawa Temple.

In the light of the fire, the little puppet looked pitiful, weak, and helpless.

"Yongshi, how to use Shi Lu?" Beichuan Temple didn't care about her, he just took the stone bottle, turned his head expressionlessly and asked.

"If Shi Lu is in the words, the embodied soul body will be drunk directly, and in a state like the poor sister... It should be poured straight on. ”

Asamiya Yongshi stopped pressing his mobile phone, looked at Nishikujo pitifully, and said seriously:

"After all, the puppet is the embodiment of her soul body, and the main effect of Shi Lu is to purify the soul and enhance good thoughts."

Kitagawa Temple glanced at Nishikujo pitiful, and then looked at the stone dew in his hand.

He didn't hesitate too much, and with a flick of his wrist, he gently poured Shi Lu down to the pitiful body.

As soon as the crystal and strange liquid dripped onto the body of Nishikujo's poor puppet, it completely penetrated into it, and the surface of the puppet did not feel the slightest wetness.

Under the gaze of Beichuan Temple, the lingering golden air flow on the poor body became a little thicker.

Nishikujo was obviously aware of it, and she swept away the decline just now, her whole body jumped up, and her hands were raised, as if she wanted to tell Beichuan Temple to quickly bring down all the stone dew.

It does seem to work.

Kitagawa Temple came to the spirit, and no longer left his hand, and tilted all the stone dew towards the poor little body of Nishikujo.

The golden, translucent liquid melted into the poor body.

After absorbing all the stone dew, Nishikujo fell to the ground pitifully and lazily, as if he had eaten a little.

"Let her take a break, she has absorbed the stone dew for more than four years at once, and it is not easy to digest it." Asamiya Eiyo suggested next to him.

Beichuan Temple responded, and no longer cared about the pitiful Nishikujo lying on the ground.

He took the kettle out.

A third of the water was left in the kettle.

Under the curious gaze of Asamiya Yongshi, Kitagawa Temple placed the kettle by the fire and at the same time took out the compressed biscuits from his backpack.

"What are you going to do? Temple-kun? ”

Kitagawa Temple looked back at Asamiya Eternals with some puzzlement.

At first, he still felt that this Ma Gong Yongshi had a feeling of being a deep lady, but now he noticed that the other party was unreliable and off-line.

Isn't taking compressed biscuits and a kettle just eating? Is this still to be asked?

It seemed that he felt the strange look in Kitagawa Temple's eyes, and Asamiya Yongshi coughed a little embarrassedly.

If the ghost had a face, she would probably be flushed by now.

And no wonder she is.

After all, the spirit does not need to eat, drink, or excrete.

Ma Gong Yongshi has lived a life without eating or drinking for nine years, and it is reasonable that he will have the kind of reaction just now.

He took the kettle out of the fire pit and poured the somewhat chewy compressed biscuits into the kettle.

Compress the crumbs of the biscuits and mix them with warm water to form a paste.

Although the appearance is not very good, it actually feels good when you drink it warmly.

In this way, Kitagawa Temple drank liquid food one bite at a time, and added some firewood to the fire from time to time.

"Can you be full after eating this?" Asamiya asked from the side.

"You can't be full, but you can feel full." Kitagawa Temple took another big sip and explained, "I didn't plan to spend the night at Manomiya's house, but something happened suddenly, and I had to change my plan. ”

Something happened suddenly-

Asamiya Yongshi lowered his head and said embarrassedly:

"I'm sorry, Mr. Temple, but it's all because of me-"

But before she finished speaking, she was interrupted by Beichuan Temple, and he asked rhetorically:

"Why do you want to apologize?"

The clean and thorough eyes of Beichuan Temple made Ma Gong stunned for eternity.