"Wait, can't burn ......"

The order he had just given was changed by Kimura again, and he covered his temples with a headache, and he didn't know what to do.

Although he wanted to burn down the entire Saeki Mansion with a single fire, so that ordinary people would not enter it by mistake again, reason told him that this would not solve the problem, and the evil ghosts inside would not be destroyed by these mortal fires at all.

But he really doesn't dare to go in anymore now, who knows when the ghost inside will recover, and next time it won't be so lucky, there is a strange notebook holding it back.

The best way now is to make a large empty chest out of gold, and enclose the entire Saeki Mansion inside, but this idea is a bit unrealistic, after all, gold is a valuable item, not to mention how much it costs, is it possible to use this method when you encounter other similar ghosts in the future, this is that there is a mountain of gold is not enough to squander so much.

Thinking of this, Kimura was a little embarrassed, and was ready to go back and ask Sakuradura's opinion before making a decision.

"Leave a few police officers, completely seal off this place, don't let anyone in or out, I'll ask the police department and ask how to deal with it."

After saying that, Kimura stopped staying in this place that made him embarrassed, and left here in a car with Asama.

He knew that this debut of their Nagoya trio could be said to be a complete mess, not only did they fail to seal the ghosts, but they also took half their lives.

Retracting his thoughts, Kimura looked at Asama, who was sitting next to him, raised an eyebrow, and asked, "Are you coming or am I coming?" ”

Although Kimura means who will ask the question, the deeper meaning is to ask Asama to hand the notebook back.

Of course, Asama understood what he meant, and although he was a little reluctant, he had already gotten the answer he wanted, so although he hesitated, he returned the notebook to Kimura.

Kimura, who received the notebook, rubbed it, but didn't ask a question immediately, but took out his phone and looked at it.

Seeing that the live broadcast room was still not closed, he couldn't help but sigh, knowing that now was not a good time to ask questions, after all, these ghost exorcists were displayed in front of ordinary people in the name of Shinto such as Onmyoji, and they didn't want to expose the problem of ghosts in their bodies, which is why Asama didn't say it directly, although he wanted to ask how to solve the problem of the resurgence of ghosts in his body.

But at this time, a new sub-screen suddenly appeared in the live broadcast room, and the figure that appeared there happened to be just rushed back to the shrine branch.

Kimura and Asama glanced at each other, and at the same time had a bad premonition in their hearts.

With sadness, Zhizi silently carried his sister's body back to the shrine, knowing that he saw his grandfather's trembling figure, he finally couldn't hide the sadness in his heart, and fell to his knees and began to cry loudly.

"It's good to be back, it's good to be back!"

The old man rubbed his granddaughter's head, his cloudy eyes were filled with tears, looking at the two figures who were also dressed in witch costumes, and the pain slowly settled in his heart.

"Grandpa, I'm sorry......" Zhizi raised his head, his eyes were hazy with tears, and his heart was full of self-blame.

"Zhizi, it's not your fault, no one wants it!"

The old man patted the edako, and with her, he walked with Yuko's body to the backyard of the shrine, and entered the small room where the eludite always came to do her homework.

This is a secret place of Asama Shrine, and only their family is allowed to go here, and among them is the worship of the god of their family's faith, the moon god Kaguyahime......

"Dust to dust, dust to dust, everyone will go to the final end, but Yuzi came a little early......" The old man laughed self-deprecatingly, and then respectfully lit three incense candles. Come, branch, give Kaguya a few sticks of incense! ”

Zhizi nodded, held back her tears, put her sister aside, took the incense candle from her grandfather's hand, and bowed respectfully three times.

"Do you know what you did wrong?"

"What?" Looking at the grandfather, whose expression gradually became serious, the branch was a little puzzled.

"Hey......" the old man sighed, then pulled out a mobile phone and handed it to the branch.

"Why hasn't the live broadcast been turned off yet?" The branch that took the phone muttered, but the moment he saw the old man close the door. Suddenly understood something......

"Really?"

"That's right!" The old man nodded, looked at Yuzi's body, and said with a somewhat solemn expression: "You shouldn't have brought her back!" ”

"No, no, I sealed her into the bag with my own hands, grandpa, you see, the bag is still good, how can it come out?"

This is a magic weapon handed down from distant times, and of course, although it sounds good, it is still made of gold.

After all, there is nothing but gold that can insulate the power of goblins.

"You can't take chances, Zhizi......" The old man ignored Zhizi's urgent thoughts, and the old hands pulled the branch, and while retreating towards the small door on the side, he stared at Yuzi's body.

Sure enough, under the old man's gaze, Yuzi's body seemed to be awakened by something, first trembled, and then began to writhe strangely, and slowly the whole body fell to the ground from the state of leaning against the wall, and then convulsed.

"Let's go!"

The old man pulled the branch and began to run, but fortunately the small house was not very large, and within a few steps the two of them had come to the small door, and then ran out.

Listening to the gurgling sound in her ears again, the branch was full of self-blame, she didn't expect that not only did she not seal it, but she also brought it back to the shrine.

"Don't worry, Kodba, this mansion dedicated to Kaguya is made of gold throughout, and it can't be ......"

Before the old man's comforting words fell, he suddenly heard a strange sound in his ears, thinking that he didn't care about it from the house, but at this moment, he suddenly saw his granddaughter's eyes full of fear and remorse, reflecting countless white figures.

He turned his head away and couldn't help but gasp.

I saw that behind this shrine, I don't know how many white figures were crawling towards them, these white figures were wearing a pair of resentful eyes with their hair scattered, wearing witch costumes with the characteristics of their shrine, and their limbs were separated and only a trace of flesh and skin were connected, and they were clucking towards them at this time.

Curse is the curse of the person who dies with resentment, because of the strong resentment generated by the anger in the heart after the death in vain, it will last for a long time in the place where the deceased lives in front of him, forming an evil dark force with a curse, accumulating resentment in the residence of the deceased before his death, whoever touches it will die, and a new "curse" will be generated, and the horror of death will continue to spread, and the "curse" will always stick to the murderous house, cursing every visitor...

Obviously, the curse is far from over......