Beishan Jinglong helped up Mo Yuan, who bowed to him, to be honest, he was still very unaccustomed to the Japanese habit of bowing when they met him. What's more, the other party should be a very good friend of Dong Xie.

"Why don't you come for lunch too?"

"No, we have our own dry food." Where does Mo Yuan have the slightest appetite now, he just wants to know what happened to Dong Xie and Dong Ning yesterday.

Beishan Jinglong could see that Mo Yuan's mood was quite anxious now, and his face was quite uneasy.

"Okay, I got it."

Beishan Jinglong was actually not very hungry, and after explaining to the maid, a few people went to a nearby room that was usually used to entertain foreign guests.

In the past two days, he has been a little tired. Frankly speaking, if he didn't want to see his sister Jinghuang, he wouldn't want to come back here, and he wouldn't want to hold a wedding here.

The people of this place, every single one of them is abnormal.

At this moment, he suddenly noticed the case of the mobile phone in Mo Yuan's hand, and was suddenly stunned.

"This is? Around the Gothic town of Nireloga Park? ”

"Well, yes, what's wrong?"

Mo Yuan was a little stunned. What's wrong with this thing?

Nireloga Paradise is a theme park that originated in Europe, right in the city of S. In contrast to Disneyland, which brings fantasy and innocence, Nireloga Park is a reflection of European horror gothic culture. However, the gloomy aesthetic style of Gothic culture has a fatal attraction for couples, just as many young girls now love to fall in love with handsome but pale-skinned vampires. As a result, Nilailoga Paradise is known as the No. 1 dating mecca for couples in S City.

"It's nothing ......" Kitayama Jinglong stared at the phone case, sighed in his heart, and said, "Let's go." ”

Beishan Jinglong is an extremely literate person in his bones, and when he was a child, he especially liked "Snow Country" and "Kinkakuji" and the like, especially "Kinkakuji", he can't remember how many times he read it. Therefore, he is also quite involved in European and American Gothic culture. His "Dead Bug" is a fusion of his understanding of Japanese death culture and European and American Gothic styles. Then, he fell in love with Mu Ziyi, who played the heroine of "Dead Bugs". Later, they also went to Nireloga Paradise together.

Of course, this is a thing of the past. But there is no doubt that Mu Ziyi was once the beloved of all his passion. He may not be able to love someone again as much as he loves her.

……

Time flies.

At this point, it was already two o'clock in the afternoon.

Beishan Jinghuang was staying alone in the study. The skylight above her head is still being washed by the rain.

She was turning on the lamp at this time and was reading this book "Kinkakuji". Over the years, she couldn't remember the last time she had opened a paper book.

"It's really ...... book"

Flipping and turning, she couldn't take it anymore.

Even now, when Aunt Yukieda died, she can still remember it clearly.

At that moment, she suddenly heard the skylight above her head, making a sound that seemed to be someone tapping!

She immediately looked up!

However, the skylight glass on the roof was nothing.

"That voice just now...... Is it the sound of rain? ”

Beishan Jinghuang was a little scared.

She lowered her head and continued to look at the book in front of her. I had just turned another page, and suddenly, the same voice came from overhead!

This voice made her only feel creepy.

What's going on?

She clutched the book in her hand, and her face began to twitch. This time, she didn't dare to raise her head again.

She knew exactly what kind of place it was.

After a while, the skylight overhead made a clearer tapping sound!

It's definitely ...... It won't be the sound of rain!

The dark and silent study room became creepy at this time. And now, most people are gathered in the Luo Bridal House, a place where only a few people are now.

"No ......"

She grabbed the book in front of her and whispered, "Koeda...... Aunt...... Please...... Ask for ...... You ......"

Not far from the house where I was...... It's the Guhou Bird House. The cherry blossom tree where Aunt Koeda is buried is there.

And there she rested.

To this day, she remembers her grandfather's expression when he saw her aunt's body. It was the first time she had seen her grandfather look like that.

That's fear.

I thought it would never be on my grandfather's face.

"How could she ...... Died outside the ancestral house??? ”

At that time, Jing Huang understood. My grandfather didn't care about his aunt's death, but about where she died. Just like for my aunt, she has never been afraid of death, she is just choosing the right time to die, and the place of her death must be in the ancestral house of the shrine.

After that, she strongly asked to leave the shrine life. Eventually, her grandfather reluctantly agreed, and arranged for someone to take care of her in Tokyo. Originally, her mother wanted to bring her to live in China, but her grandfather was always strongly opposed.

As for why her grandfather was so obsessed with the place of her aunt's death, she didn't understand it at first, but now, she understood it a little.

At this time, the voice above the head stopped.

Beads of sweat began to gush from Jing Huang's forehead.

She barely bothered herself, then walked to the door and opened it......

As soon as she stepped out of the house, she staggered and almost fell to the ground.

She's going to get out of here quickly.

Walking down the hallway, she only felt that her steps were heavy.

At this moment, all she felt was that her mind went blank.

"Miss Jinghuang?"

At the corner of the hallway, she met a wrinkled old man who looked to be eighty or ninety years old, and who couldn't even speak well. He had very severe burns on his hands.

"Where are you going?"

The old man in front of him is named Takagi Aoe. Mr. Aoe is the oldest person here, and he should be older than his maternal grandfather, who has been serving the Beishan family since the time of his maternal grandfather.

The scars on his hands are really shocking, and Jing Huang knows that the time of his injury is in the twentieth year of Showa.

And what the year of Showa 20 means to Japan is clear to every Japanese.

That year, almost all of his grandfather's family members were killed in the air raid, but Mr. Qingjiang barely escaped, and the scar on his hand was permanently preserved.

When she was a child, she was afraid of the scars on Mr. Qingjiang's hands, so she was not very close to the old housekeeper. However, when she returned to her ancestral home, she occasionally heard Mr. Qingjiang mention some things about the past.

Mr. Aoe often mentions his grandfather's generation. My grandfather had many brothers, and the one closest to my grandfather was his eldest brother. However, his eldest brother was a deserter. His grandfather's brother was unwilling to continue the pointless fight, so his grandfather's father, Jinghuang's great-grandfather, hid him in a secret mansion in Tokyo, while Mr. Aoe took care of him.

After the Battle of Iwo Jima, Tokyo began to be subjected to rounds of air raids, with B-29 bombers raining down countless incendiary bombs, turning the city into a burning purgatory. Eventually, the maternal grandfather's brother. My grandfather's father and mother were burned alive with Molotov cocktails. And the other brothers on the battlefield are the same, and there are not even all corpses left.

It's ironic. Those who had become deserters in order to flee the battlefield ended up dying in the war. Perhaps it is also for this reason that everyone in this family hates war in their bones. War can only bring benefits to politicians at the top, and for ordinary soldiers, survival is considered victory. If the war continued at that time, maybe the Beishan family would even cut off all bloodlines in the war, then the current Jinghuang would not exist.

But when Jing Huang heard Mr. Qingjiang talk about these things, he didn't have much empathy, and he didn't even sympathize with the Beishan family at that time. Maybe it's because she has half Chinese of blood in her body, and the relationship between learning Chinese and reading Chinese books since she was a child. She didn't understand, whether it was Mr. Qingjiang or her grandfather, what she reflected on was the defeat of the war, not the war itself.

At this moment, suddenly there was a "crunch" sound behind him.

Jing Huang slowly turned his head and saw that the door of the study was actually opened!

Her eyes widened in disbelief.

Because just now, she has obviously ...... The door is closed!

There's no way there's anyone in there!