Mo Yuan's hand trembled violently. Then, a tennis ball flying at high speed smashed his forehead.

This is on a tennis court. For Mo Yuan, his level of tennis is completely amateurish, but perhaps because he liked "The Prince of Tennis" too much when he was a student, he has always had a soft spot for this sport.

But now, he felt that strong burning sensation in his heart again.

Here it comes!

His...... Sixth Blood Word Instructions!

And opposite him, playing tennis with him, it was Qin Ziyuan. At this time, Qin Ziyuan, like him, also covered the position of his chest......

This heart-burning sensation is extremely painful, but it usually lasts for only a few seconds before disappearing, and it is purely used to remind residents of the issuance of new blood letters.

"Let's go back to the apartment." Mo Yuan grabbed the tennis racket in his hand and said, "We have to go and carry out the sixth blood word instruction." ”

Qin Ziyuan was in a very complicated mood at this time, and the difficulty of the sixth blood word would also go to a new height, because this meant that as soon as the time of the blood word arrived, a thought could teleport back to the apartment, which was comparable to the city return scroll in the game. In the same way, the restriction of evil spirits in the apartment will also be weakened!

……

Beishan Jinghuang fell asleep.

She always felt that the dream was very long.

In the dream, she walked outside the dark courtyard of her family's ancestral home.

When she was very young, she would follow her brother Jinglong, so she would not be too afraid.

However, in the dream, there was no brother, only herself.

"Brother...... Brother, where are you? ”

Beishan Jinghuang moved her steps step by step, suddenly, her leg stumbled and fell to the ground, just about to get up, she felt a cold ankle, and then looked closely, she found that a cold hand grabbed her foot!

Frightened, she immediately woke up!

At this time, she noticed that outside the car window, the sun was gradually sinking in the west.

The mother sat on the sidelines and fell asleep.

The surroundings are already scenes of rural countryside.

And she soon saw a sign ahead. According to the signs, if you drive another 3 kilometers, you will enter the private land of the Kitayama family.

"I slept for so long......"

Beishan Jinghuang glanced at her mother, who was still sleeping next to her, and suddenly found that she didn't even remember when she fell asleep.

She suddenly wondered if what she had said to her mother before would be a little excessive.

Actually, she knows one thing very well. The mother herself is also very repulsive to the Kitayama family itself. So much so that even if she chose to marry far away to China, she didn't want to be a witch.

After another stretch of drive, the surrounding trees became more and more lush, forming a jungle.

This jungle, for Jing Huang, is like a dividing line separating the Beishan family from the normal world outside.

And here, my uncle's speed gradually began to slow down.

Jing Huang slowly looked outside.

Until the age of eight, Jinghuang lived in the ancestral house of the Beishan family deep in this woods. At that time, my grandfather made it clear that she would be the shrine maiden who would inherit the family shrine in the future, so he would raise her personally.

This was the only condition for my grandfather to promise my mother to break the marriage contract and marry away from China. She would have lived here forever.

However, the terrifying experience of her childhood made her extremely resistant and repulsed by this place.

"Have you heard? Beishan's family is not normal......"

"What does it mean to be abnormal?"

"Listen to me...... When someone gets entangled in something unclean, they go to someone from the Kitayama family. ”

"Isn't it? Really? ”

……

It's not a matter of a day or two that this kind of rhetoric starts to spread in schools. But for Beishan Jinghuang, she didn't even bother to say anything.

At this moment, my uncle suddenly stopped.

Ahead, a woman wearing a purple kimono, holding a lantern, and her hair in a bun suddenly appeared, standing in the middle of the woods.

Beishan Jin Temple immediately stepped on the brakes, and the woman with the lantern walked up slowly.

"Lord Jinsi, I haven't seen you for a long time."

"Fireworks." Beishan Jinsi asked slightly puzzled: "What do you want?" ”

"Lord Jinji...... You're on the wrong track. Next, I'll take you to the right route. ”

Beishan Jin Temple showed a shocked look and said, "I, I made a mistake?" ”

"Yes. Occasionally, this happens. You don't have to worry, my mother and I both hold this job regularly. In the past, when people came to our shrine, they often got lost. ”

When he heard the word "lost", Beishan Jinghuang suddenly felt a sense of physical disgust.

The memories of that nightmare from my childhood came back to my mind.

"Hanabi, what do you mean ......"

"The candle oil in this lantern is specially made. I show the way for adults. ”

"That'...... You get in the car, Hanabi. ”

"No need, Lord Jinsi, you just follow me."

Beishan Jinghuang also recognized the Scarlet Village fireworks at this time.

And Yuriko Kitayama also woke up at this time, she slowly rolled down the window, looked at the fireworks in the village not far away, and said, "Then, Hanabi, I'm sorry for you." ”

At this time, Jing Huang suddenly felt a strong chill.

Actually, it shouldn't be too late, even though she can't see the time without her phone. But as soon as you enter the woods, it feels like it's late at night.

She looked out the window.

Then, as the wind blows, the trees keep shaking and shaking......

"Lost" ......

She remembers the first time she heard the word as a child, when her grandfather spoke to her for the first time with a solemn face.

"Jinghuang, without the guidance of adults, don't go to the sea of trees outside the ancestral house. Otherwise, once lost, there is a risk of being hidden. ”

Hidden ...... This is also known as human evaporation.

This sea of trees seems to have really not changed at all.

Immediately afterwards, Uncle Jin Temple slowly drove the vehicle, and the Scarlet Village fireworks carried lanterns in front of them little by little.

"Mom, what is the candle oil for the lantern made of?"

Jing Huang actually had some guesses in her heart, but she wanted to learn the truth from her mother.

And the mother replied slowly: "When you become a shrine maiden of the family shrine, you will know." ”

"Mom, is it made from the oil extracted from that 'thing'?"

"Shut up!" At this time, his uncle Beishan Jin Temple immediately scolded: "Jinghuang, who told you this!" ”

In this process, cousin Kitayama Yuanichi did not say a word.

"I guessed it myself. There are some things that I don't have to tell me to know. ”

Actually, she could guess this because of Aunt Koeda.

At this time, she remembered that when she was seven years old, she and her brother participated in the ceremony of Aunt Koeda's succession as a shrine maiden.

That was her best memory in the ancestral house of the Beishan family, but after that, it was the beginning of the nightmare.

Jing Huang was passed to Aunt Koeda, who was infertile, since she was a child, and was destined to become the next generation of witches after her.

At that time, she was completely different from now, and she loved to be lively, especially at the banquet that day, when she tasted some of Japan's best tempura and sashimi dishes. I remember that my aunt told me that during the Sengoku period, tempura was a delicacy that could only be enjoyed by the nobles of the daimyos, and that the tempura she could eat was made by some of Japan's top chefs. The sashimi eaten at banquets is made with the freshest fish caught in the Sea of Japan.

It was the first time she had eaten sashimi in her life. The family's diet on weekdays is extremely light, and it is common to have chazuke three times a day, and occasionally some mentai fish, miso soup and the like. She didn't expect sashimi to be so delicious.

Other than that, it's the family's special Wagyu beef. It wasn't until this year that the ban on Japanese Wagyu beef was lifted, and until then, only Japan could eat authentic Wagyu beef, except for Australia. She had heard that the family had a special ranch to raise Wagyu beef, and that they had a set of secrets for cooking Wagyu steak, so the taste was even better than that of Kobe Wagyu.

She looked ahead, and the more she entered the center of the sea of trees, the darker it became, as if it were eleven or twelve o'clock in the evening. Now, only a faint glow of fire could be seen in the hands of the firefighters in front of him.

Looks......

It's like a ghost fire, and it makes people feel creepy......