Most of the reports on the Internet about the village of God are also scattered, and the specific information is not complete at all.

It's just that from the author's words on the Internet, Beichuan Temple can also roughly construct an impression of the god in the village.

Hidden by God... This means that the location on the map has been hidden, which means that the village of God is located in a hidden place.

Although there were not many survivors of the mudslide that struck him on a rainy night in Heisei 22, there was no specific report on the Internet, suggesting that the government should have restricted coverage of the village of the gods.

The ghost village still retains the original site and village site... This indicates that the scale of the mudslide at that time may not have been large, or that the village of God was located far away from the place where the mudslide occurred.

But this does not match the fact that there are not many survivors in front of you.

If the mudslide is not large, why are there not so many survivors?

And why did the government suppress the report of God's presence in the village at that time? Are there any unspeakable secrets?

"This shows that there are also flaws in these materials on the Internet." Beichuan Temple also shook his head secretly after reading the entries on the Internet.

I can believe it, but I can't believe it all.

Even if you ask

"Is it over there in Shimaji City, Ibaraki Prefecture?" Beichuan Temple groaned.

Ibaraki Prefecture is very close to Tokyo, only 40 kilometers away, much closer than Iwate Prefecture.

So for Kitagawa Temple, he can go to Ibaraki Prefecture by himself.

But before he goes, he still hopes that after going to the temple tomorrow, he will learn something from Asamiya Hitomi's grandmother, Asamiya Fuyuko.

Because only by understanding the truth behind the darkness can the curse on Asamiya Hitomi be completely removed.

Kitagawa Temple turned off the laptop and looked back at Nishikujo pitifully:

"Poor, I might need your help tomorrow."

“...？” Nishikujo turned his little head pitifully, and the puppet seemed to have some confusion on his face.

Kitagawa Temple told all the details of the matter to Nishikujo pitiful.

Asamiya Fuyuko may have been in a state of exhaustion by now, otherwise she would not have only replenished the golden airflow for Asamiya Hitomi.

So here you need to do a little bit of strength from the poor ones who have become a lot stronger.

But would it hurt the pity to let the poor extradite some of the golden air currents to Grandma Ma Gong?

Kitagawa Temple didn't know, so he had to ask.

If it hurts the pity, Beichuan Temple also plans to find another way.

Let's say take a day off to find some low-level wraiths - but low-level wraiths aren't particularly easy to find.

Under the gaze of Kitagawa Temple, she nodded pitifully, and then her round little hand stretched out. There was also a golden air stream on it.

She held the golden air flow and made a gesture that showed out the biceps, indicating that there was no problem at all.

"It's so pathetic." Beichuan Temple's face softened, and he rubbed his poor little head.

He knew that poor little girl didn't like to brace hard, and since she said yes, it shouldn't be much of a problem.

Of course, it may also be pitiful and hard, but after this matter is over, Beichuan Temple will take her to sweep the surroundings and help her compensate for all the losses.

Kitagawa Temple breathed a sigh of relief.

The only insurance to go to the temple tomorrow has also been done, and then it will be up to you to see what good information Asamiya Fuyuko can bring to herself tomorrow.

Kitagawa Temple put on an apron and made a relatively uncomplicated dinner.

Since Eri Kitagawa called and said that she had dinner while visiting the art exhibition outside, Kitagawa Temple did not prepare an extra one.

After the meal, Kitagawa Temple quickly took a bath and went to bed.

He also has to recharge for tomorrow's events, and he should go to bed early.

......

The next day, Kitagawa Temple first ran at the usual pace, then cooked, and after making breakfast, Eri Kitagawa was physically and mentally exhausted and took off the bed.

As for Eri Kitagawa, it seemed that it took a lot of her time and energy to visit the exhibition yesterday, and when she came back in the evening, the instructor drove her home.

As soon as Kitagawa Temple heard this, he didn't beat Eri Kitagawa who looked really tired.

After all, visiting an art exhibition is a good thing to expand your knowledge, and it is not much of a problem to sleep a little longer for this kind of thing.

After settling down with Eri Kitagawa, Kitagawa Temple put pity directly in his pocket and set off for Keihoku High School.

"......" Kitagawa Temple.

Just walking on the road, Beichuan Temple can feel the eyes of the students around him peeping at him.

It seems that the bad students at Jinji High School have sent out the rumors.

Say 'Kitagawa Temple of Keihoku High School is our big brother of Jinji', 'Whoever looks down on Big Brother Kitagawa is against all the students of Jinji.'" ’

This kind of rumor spreads very quickly among Japanese students, and in the information age, it is not a problem to forward it to LINE groups or social media circles - especially in Japanese high schools, there are only two or three hundred people in a grade.

The number of people is small and the scope is small, so it is of course very easy to spread.

Sensing the fear in the eyes of these students, Kitagawa Temple didn't care, and walked into Keihoku High School with a blank face.

"Si-kun!" Mirai Kamiya's voice came after him from behind.

Beichuan Temple heard her voice, subconsciously paused and looked back.

Kamiya Mirai carried the student's leather bag, and after a while, he came to Beichuan Temple, and his little face was steaming, and he greeted him:

"Good morning, Si-kun."

"Hmm." Beichuan Temple responded with a bow.

The two of them walked side by side to the teaching building.

"Si-kun, did you go to Jinji High School yesterday?"

Mirai Kamiya, who was walking quietly, suddenly asked.

"Hmm. There's something to deal with. ”

There is no need to hide this kind of thing, and Kitagawa Temple frankly admits it.

"I heard that Si-kun has become the eldest brother of Jinji High School?" Kamiya Miku's beautiful eyes turned, and his tone was full of curiosity: "Sijun is not the kind of person who likes to be in the limelight, there should be something that needs the help of those bad students, right?" ”

"Hmm." Kitagawa Temple nodded again.

But when Kamiya Mirai heard this, he puffed out his cheeks and said angrily: "Then since this is the case, Sijun, you can completely ask me!" I'm no worse than the people in Kinji High School! No matter what it is, it can be done beautifully for you to see! ”

"Really?" Beichuan Temple was dumbfounded, he didn't expect Kamiya to catch up early in the morning in order to talk to himself about it.

Kamiya Miku's eyes were bright, and she boldly speculated: "Usually, Jijun doesn't pay much attention to anything, but since he went to Jinji High School yesterday, the matter to be investigated must be very important. ”

"Judging from my impression of Si-kun, what Si-kun wants to investigate must be about supernatural and strange talks, right?"

"Not bad." Kitagawa Temple took a look at the future of the valley.

This little girl really feels keen, and she thinks clearly and is very receptive-

If Kamiya Mirai is asked to help, maybe it will be more reliable than those Jinji High School students.