Chapter 287. A smile at the corner of the mouth (8000 words goal achieved!)
What is the reaction of ordinary people when they see a terrifying monster, Kamiju Maki-e is not very clear.
After all, she is not an ordinary person.
But even if he is not an ordinary person, Kamizu Makie also knows very well that it is impossible for ordinary people to pinch a slightly sharper steel pipe and rush up to ride a face monster.
It's not common sense to think about it.
But Kitagawa Temple is different.
Divine resident Makie watched Beichuan Temple raise his hand and smash the monster's flesh and blood with a steel pipe, swallowed slightly, and took two steps back.
The whole battle went unexpectedly well.
The steel pipe in Kitagawa Temple's hand stabbed the wriggling pieces of flesh out of several huge holes as if playing tricks, and then took the bag containing the angel painting book and smashed it on the other party's head.
After repeating this process for about three or four minutes, the monster lay limp down.
Boom!
Boom!
Boom!
But—Kitagawa Temple is still smashing each other expressionlessly.
"Kitagawa...", Makie called out in a low voice.
"Huh?" Kitagawa Temple turned his head to look at Makie with a cold gaze.
Bright red blood and minced flesh trickled down his face, and his cold gaze stared straight at him as if it could kill.
Even though the god was now in a phantom state, she was still trembling with fear, and she didn't even dare to speak.
"Let's go."
Kitagawa Temple didn't care about Maki-e's frightened expression, he reached out and wiped the blood and minced flesh on his face, and found that his body was also dyed red with bright red blood... Even after Nishikujo was covered in blood, he didn't bother to repeat this meaningless action and walked towards the rooftop.
The door to the rooftop was locked.
Kitagawa Temple took out a crowbar from behind and pried open the iron door of the roof with a little effort.
Huhuhuhu-
A strong wind howled on the rooftop.
Unlike the scenery below, which looked like purgatory, the floor of the rooftop was so clean that nothing could be seen.
Except for the girl who was lying quietly on the ground in the distance.
The girl was wearing the uniform of Sacred Heart Girls' High School, but it was not Tamako Seihara.
And her hair...
Unlike ordinary people, the other person's hair is white.
White hair, white eyebrows...
White?
Could it be...?
A thought flashed in Kitagawa Temple's heart, and he simply walked towards the other party.
The girl was still breathing, as if she was unconscious.
In this regard, the approach taken by Kitagawa Temple is also very simple.
He stretched out his hand expressionlessly and slapped it on the other party's face, and the voice crackled: "Wake up, you wake up." ”
From the point of view of the god resident Maki-e, Kitagawa Temple's current actions are actually like slapping this girl.
As if sensing the gaze of the god resident Maki-e, Kitagawa Temple turned his face sideways and glanced at the divine resident Maki-e and said, "I'm waking her up." ”
"Hehehehe..."
The appearance of Beichuan Temple just now like a murderous demon king made this female ghost who had just seen the other side of Beichuan Temple still have palpitations in her heart.
Obviously, she is the spirit, but she was startled by a living person like Beichuan Temple.
What kind of thing is this?
Just as she was thinking nonsense, Nishikujo was pitiful and gestured to her not to care.
She has been by the side of Beichuan Temple for so long, what girl hasn't seen it?
There are more exaggerated reactions than the god-resident maki-e reaction.
Just as she was interacting with the god resident Maki-e, the girl who had been quiet finally woke up: "I am..."
She glanced around in confusion, and then found herself in front of her with the minced flesh on her face.
And then—
The girl's face remained unchanged and she fainted again.
"Uh-huh????" Kitagawa Temple made a strange noise and glanced behind him at the same time.
There is no one behind him, and he can't see a monster.
Then there is only one answer.
"Shenzhu, stay away, you scared her." Kitagawa Temple calmly opened the shin-dwelling maki-e branch.
That unhesitating look made the god resident Makie full of confusion.
“?????” Kami-dwelling Maki-e.
This... Do you blame me too?
She was so angry that she almost exploded on the spot.
But in the end, he obediently floated far away under the gaze of Beichuan Temple.
This time, Kitagawa Temple began to wake up the girls again.
The white-haired girl woke up again, and in front of her was still the face covered with blood and broken flesh—
Thump!
She could feel her little heart tense all at once.
This time, though, she stubbornly resisted the pressure and looked away.
Seeing that the girl had woken up, Beichuan Temple also stood up and asked, "Can you stand up?" ”
"......" The girl didn't reply, just nodded.
"What's your name?" Kitagawa Temple asked.
The "......" girl still didn't reply, but took out a black oil-based pen from her skirt pocket and wrote a name on the ground.
'Good. ’
Good?
Kitagawa Temple's expression did not change, but in fact, he remembered the information he found in the diary of Tamako Sehara's mother.
Good... Could it be that good?
The other party didn't speak, maybe...
Beichuan Temple was silent for a long time, and then asked, "Why are you here?" What are you trying to do here? ”
The girl named "......" hesitated for a while, but still wrote a string of characters on the ground:
'The gates have been opened, the antipentagram of sin will turn everything upside down, and at the base of the tree that guards Hades, Ulysses will sail to hell. ’
"The door is open? The gate refers to the gate of the rooftop? At the bottom of the trees of Hades... Does it refer to the 40-year-old tree at Sacred Heart Girls' High School? ”
Liang nodded.
When Kitagawa Temple was about to ask something again, there was a crisp sound in the bloodstained bag, as if something had been unlocked.
That book—
Kitagawa Temple took out the book of peculiar material from his bosom and flipped directly to the second iron plate.
He glanced over.
This page has images drawn on it.
The twisted head of the goat, the inverse pentagram that glowed with blood gushed out a surging scarlet blood.
The Sacred Heart Women's Academy was completely submerged, except for a huge ship sailing in the bloody water, and at the bow stood Tamako Sekihara.
The big ship rode the wind and waves and sailed towards the reverse pentagram.
"This little girl's imagination is really amazing." Kitagawa Temple put the book back into the bag and shook his head.
In the accounts of the black magic of the Mass, the inverted pentagram represents Satan, which means hell, in other words, the playground below is equal to hell, and Tamako Sekihara, as 'Ulysses', will fall into hell during this last voyage.
Beichuan Temple can be regarded as seeing the severity of the second disease this time.
Especially the cultured middle two diseases like Tamako Seihara...
But now all the clues have been gathered.
Tamako Sushihara is now under that big tree.
The thirty-year-old tree symbolizes the gate guarding the underworld in this world.
"You come with me."
Beichuan Temple grabbed the palm of the white-haired girl and rushed to the bottom of the building without saying a word.
Now what he has to do is simple.
Wake up that depressed girl who is a little mentally abnormal.
If the method of calling doesn't work, wake her up.
No matter what method is used, just wake her up anyway.
"There's a monster up ahead!" Maki-e, who had been watching the changes in the corridor, suddenly cried out in horror.
Beichuan Temple kicked over without changing his face and kicked the meat monster away.
"There's on the right..."
"The left side is here too!"
"Beichuan ahhh
It seems that the stuttering of the god resident Makie no longer exists at this moment, and the dignity of the twin souls of the god in the village seems to have been discarded by her, and she is slowly moving closer to the direction of Kitagawa Eri...
In the midst of the startled shouts of the god Maki-e, Kitagawa Temple finally ran out of the school building completely.
Overhead, the sun was still yellow, the color of a flame that seemed to dye a person.
"I forgot to ask, what is your relationship with Tamako Sehara?" Kitagawa Temple asked as he ran forward with Liang behind him.
Under the gaze of Kitagawa Temple, the girl, who seemed to be suffering from albinism, took out a note from her arms.
It reads:
'Friend'.
And when he saw this note, Beichuan Temple understood in an instant.
Sure enough, it was the same as he thought.
With such a mood in mind, Beichuan Temple pulled Liang and soon came to the bottom of a lush old tree.
At the base of the tree, Tamako Seihara was wearing a plaid uniform and was looking at Kitagawa Temple with a quiet smile.
Seeing that Beichuan Temple stopped, she greeted with a polite smile: "Hello, stranger who frequently intrudes into my dreams." ”
"......" Kitagawa Temple did not reply to this sentence, but just looked at Yuhara Tamako in front of him.
Unlike the last two times when she entered here, the Tamako in front of her obviously knew what state she was in, and she naturally understood what kind of situation it was now.
"Do you understand the current situation?" Kitagawa Temple asked rhetorically.
"Of course I do." Tamako Sehara smiled even quieter: "If it goes on like this... I'm going to die... But I'm not dead yet, am I? ”
"Unknown sir, I thank you so much for being here for me, but it will be painful for me to continue. Why don't you stop here? Get out of here. ”
Her tone was pure and persuasive, and her eyes were very kind.
But as if he hadn't heard the meaning of her words, Beichuan Temple stood there and said to himself:
"Yuko Sushihara, female, lived with her mother Yuko when she was young, and her father, Sugi Yuanmu, was busy working outside for a long time, and didn't take care of the size of the family..."
Tamako Sushihara did not interrupt Kitagawa Temple, she stood in place with good culture, looking at Kitagawa Temple with a soft gaze.
But in that soft gaze, there seemed to be an inexplicable coldness, which made the god resident Makie can't help but tremble.
"At that time, the only thing that could accompany Yuko Sehara was a gift that her mother got when she was three years old, a clockwork music box."
Beichuan Temple raised his head: "The sound of the music box represents your yearning for the old life, but the messy timbre represents the unforgettable regret that you left it behind." ”
"And this is also your first inner scar, and it is also the first heart image."
Kitagawa Temple's tone did not stop, and he quickly moved on to the next topic like a symphony musician: "In fact, you still have a touch of color in your childhood full of gray atmosphere. ”
He hugged Liang beside him.
Yes, just hugged it.
I don't know when, the white-haired girl has turned into a white cat.
The white cat's cat's eyes landed directly on Yuko Sewara.
Tamako Sewara's smile that had been steady finally wavered.
"Good... This is the white cat that your mother brought back with her mother, and it brought you so much warmth in childhood. But for unknown reasons, Liang died, and you buried it under the tree in the old house, and asked your father to write a tombstone for it. ”
"It's not for an unknown reason..."Yuko Sehara shook her head slightly, looking at the sunset with deep eyes: "When I was a child, I didn't know how to express my love for it... I forced it into the children's pool for the family and tried to give it a bath, but it frightened... It ran out onto the road and was cared for..."
Tamako Sewara's eyes were sad: "This is me... Actions that can never be forgiven. ”
Ignoring her sorrow, Kitagawa Temple put the white cat down.
Watching it disappear into the dense forest, Beichuan Temple then went down and said: "This is your second regret, the second heart image." The death of Bai Maoliang fills your heart with guilt. ”
Why didn't Liang say a word after meeting with Kitagawa Temple?
Obviously, in this world, those passers-by have language skills, and she, as the only girl left, why can't she say a word, she can only express it with an oily pen?
Because the subject of Yuko Sewara doesn't know how Liang should speak, so Liang is like this.
"Then comes the third regret... It is also the regret that will have the greatest impact on your future life. ”
"Say no more!" Tamako Yukihara finally interrupted.
She looked at Beichuan Temple, tears flowed down her eyes, but she was still smiling.
That quiet smile made Beichuan Temple feel a little dazzling.
So he decided to continue: "This is the third regret..."
"I'm telling you to stop talking!!"
A huge piece of flesh suddenly burst out of the ground, tearing Kitagawa Temple's body to shreds in an instant.
Blood is flying!
Mori Bai's broken bones are everywhere!
The twisted human body changes shape.
"Kitagawa!?" Kamiki Makie's eyes widened and she screamed.
And just as she was shouting, the cold voice of Beichuan Temple sounded again:
"Don't panic."
I don't know when, he appeared next to Makie again, still wearing that clothes, and his expressionless face didn't change at all: "This is the world of mental images, as long as I don't think I'm dead, then she can't do anything about me." ”
Kitagawa Temple lifted the bag on the ground again, and stepped on the body of 'himself' just now with an unusually indifferent expression.
Tamako's body began to tremble.
She looked at the cold-faced young man in front of her, and finally discovered a fact.
She had always felt that she was abnormal.
But—
A real anomaly...
But just stand in front of yourself!
This young man—
Absolutely not normal!
Her eyes widened, and all her strength seemed to be withdrawn.
But the smile on the corner of his mouth...
Nothing has changed.