The barrier is to prevent the strange inside from spreading outward, and it does not prevent outsiders from entering.

Kami Nagi Rin cautiously stepped across the barrier, and an inexplicable sense of weightlessness arose.

The scabbard is pressed down.

She always makes sure that her knife can be pulled outward.

The foot landed on the ground, and the feeling of weightlessness disappeared.

Crackling, firewood crackling in the flames.

The firelight shines on a bright area.

"Oniryuin, Komori?"

Kaminagi Rin looked left and right, calling out the names of the two best friends, but received no response.

Aftermath reverberates in this dilapidated temple.

The surroundings were quiet, making the aftermath of Mori and Mori a little like a ghost shouting for his life.

Kaminagi Rin frowned slightly, looking around.

Cobwebs are densely dotted in the corners of the temple.

The Buddha in the temple lost his golden body, lost a lot of paint, and even his head rolled off the altar.

Thick dust lay on the ground.

Who rises the flame in front of him?

A flash of doubt flashed through Kaminagi's mind and he looked outside.

Half of the door is missing, so naturally it can't block people's sight.

The night was so thick that it was almost a solid darkness, and it would not be possible to detect it if it were not for the light of the fire, and the snow in the darkness was so large.

Woooooooo

The sound of the wind sounded as she watched, and it was no longer as calm as before.

What to do?

Looking at the scenery outside, it doesn't look like being able to go out to find them in the Ghost Dragon Temple.

If you continue to stay here, it may also be a trap.

Karin was thinking about what to do.

His ears moved, and he heard footsteps beyond the wind.

She became wary, her eyes narrowed as sharp as a blade.

"It's snowing."

With a complaint, the white-haired old man walked into the temple from the snowy darkness with a wooden box on his back, "Excuse me, the wind and snow are too strong outside, can you let me take refuge here?" ”

"Hmm." Kaminagi Rin nodded, and the vigilance in her heart did not disappear.

It's weird here, and it's clear that ordinary old people can't get in alive.

"I was born in Owari Province under the name Daigo Matsutani, and I traveled around the world as a puppeteer to earn some living expenses by performing arts."

The old man spoke, and the conversation seemed to be unstoppable, "I have been in the industry for decades, and I am lonely outside, and I have nothing to gain after all."

Eh, how miserable I am. ”

A sigh.

Tears poured out from the dry eyes, and the messy white hair and shabby clothes that were not decent were poignant.

Kaminagi's expression did not relax, she understood that all this was fake, and asked, "Did you see anything when you came from the road?" ”

"No, it's too dark, and the snow is too big."

But there was not a single snowflake on his shoulder...... Kami-Nagi's suspicion is getting heavier and heavier, and he doesn't know what to do, so he strikes first?

Or wait and see?

Any choice you make has the potential to put your life at risk.

Kaminagi Rin frowned and decided to remain silent and see where things would go.

But Matsutani Daigo didn't stop talking, and continued: "Why don't I perform a puppet show for you?" ”

"No, I don't."

Kaminagi Rin decisively refused.

Matsutani froze, raised his head and said, "You don't want to see it?!" ”

The light of the fire shone on the crumpled face, like a soulless wax figure.

The wind outside stopped.

The eerie gaze and silent atmosphere made the hairs on the back of Kami's neck flar up, and she instinctively sensed an extremely dangerous feeling, "Tatsumaki! ”

Kaminagi Rin drew his sword and decided to strike first.

The sound of the wind rose inside the temple and swept towards Daigo Matsutani, who was sitting there.

Snapping, without a trace of hindrance, Matsutani Daigo died.

Flesh moves forward with the wind.

"Ahh An extremely sharp whistle sounded, and Kaminagi Rin's head dizzy, and the door of the wooden box suddenly opened.

The fire was extinguished, and the temple was plunged into endless darkness.

"Green Dragon!"

Kami Nagi Rin swung his sword to resist, but unfortunately, if he swung it at the wide sky, if it was useless, it really couldn't be said.

Darkness engulfed her.

……

The same wilderness and broken temples.

Cobwebs weave in the corners of the walls, and the floor is covered with dust.

The beautiful teeth of the Ghost Dragon Temple were covered with white airflow, and she sat directly on the shrine platform, stepped on the broken Buddha's head, and rubbed it repeatedly, "It's so strange, it's so dark outside, it doesn't look like you can go out." ”

"Where are Komori and Kaminagi?"

She was distressed.

Outside the silent temple, the sound of the wind suddenly sounded, and by the light of the fire, goose feathers and heavy snow drifted at the door.

"What's going on?" She jumped down and stared out the door with apricot eyes as an old man crossed the threshold with a large bamboo box on his back.

Looking at his age, he was about seventy or eighty years old, his face was full of wrinkled traces of time, and he stepped in from the wind and snow, and there was no snow on his body at all.

The beautiful teeth of the Ghost Dragon Temple tilted her head and asked in confusion: "Who are you?" ”

"I was born in Owari Province under the name Daigo Matsutani, a puppeteer who travels around the world and makes a living as an artist."

The white-haired old man replied and sighed: "I have been in the industry for decades, and I have been lonely and miserable outside, and I have gained nothing after all.

Eh, how miserable I am. ”

"It's really miserable, and I have to hang around outside at a young age."

The beautiful tooth of the Ghost Dragon Academy nodded, and said curiously, "What is a puppeteer?" ”

"It's a puppet juggling, do you want to see it?"

Daigo Matsutani's face was full of anticipation.

"I want to see it."

Oniryuin Meiya nodded.

"Okay, I'll show you." The wrinkles on Daigo Matsutani's face became soothed, and he hurriedly opened the wooden box door behind him.

The wooden box, which doesn't look very big on the outside, is extraordinarily spacious inside, with a stage and puppets hanging on it, as many as fifteen.

The exterior looks lifelike.

One of the dolls fell into the eyes of Miya of Oniryuin Temple, with blonde hair and a face as delicate as a porcelain doll, "It looks like Kaminagi." ”

There was an exclamation on her face, and then her complexion changed drastically, "This is Kaminagi!" ”

If you look closely, the red and white witch costume and knife are all made in the shape of the god Nagirin.

But there is no Komori and her dolls.

"What did you do to Kaminagi?!"

The beautiful teeth of the Ghost Dragon Courtyard were furious, her clenched fists exploded with thunder, and her big apricot eyes revealed the fierce eyes of the angry Menghu.

Matsutani Daigo didn't seem to hear her words, and continued: "I'm quite skilled in puppet shows, and today I'll play you a play in the Wind and Snow Deserted Temple, where the demon god angrily beheads the three witches. ”

"Then let's see who kills whom!"

The beautiful teeth of the Ghost Dragon Temple were furious, and her foot stepped forward, and her right fist slammed forward.

"Iyaya~"

Matsutani Daigo didn't care, and his mouth was the tone of Peking Opera.

Withered hands began to choreograph the dolls to move.

The fist suddenly stopped, and the face of the Ghost Dragon Temple's beautiful tooth showed a trace of doubt.

The old man gave her the feeling of being an NPC in a game, and all the words were based on a pre-programmed program.

Perhaps, he has nothing to do with Kaminagi becoming like this.

Ghost Dragon Temple's beautiful teeth frowned.

Darkness poured in from the missing right half of the door, taking the form of a wolf, and pounced forward.

An idea flashed through the mind of the beautiful teeth of the Ghost Dragon Temple, could it be that protecting the old man is the way to crack the weird?

Thinking of this, she kicked her feet, changed her attack target, and rushed towards the wolves that had turned into darkness, "Ora Ora Ora! ”

The electric light wrapped around the fist, the spiritual pressure in the body burst out, and the shadow of the fist in the sky was woven into an impermeable net.

Break up the wolves.

She repeatedly circled the old man in circles, forming an absolute protection.

After Matsutani Daigo finished a play, he didn't seem to see the wolves turned into darkness, and asked out loud, "Little girl, how is my play?" ”

"It's beautiful."

The beautiful teeth of the Ghost Dragon Courtyard were fighting, and she replied absentmindedly, where did she have the kung fu to watch the play, and she was exporting to the outside world the whole time.

"You're lying!"

Matsutani Daigo slapped his thigh with his right hand, his wrinkled expression became extremely excited, and he turned to cry bitterly, "I know that I have no talent, and the puppet show has been acting for decades, and I have no fame at all."

I can't even buy a cotton coat when it's cold, damn it, it's all you who mistook me! ”

Pick up a chubby doll and throw it into the fire.

Such as throwing artillery into the sewer.

I heard a loud bang, and the flames exploded.

The bright light of the fire dispelled all darkness.

The beautiful teeth of the Ghost Dragon Courtyard were shocked, and the dare was not to protect the elderly, but to eliminate the elderly.

"Thor form!"

She used her strongest move, and the Thor Taiko appeared behind her, covering her body with an electric coat, and swinging her fist forward.

The dazzling light of the fire drowned everything.

……

The darkness seems to have no boundaries and cannot be illuminated.

The heart ghost kept flying forward, never seeing any view.

Jun Komori stands in front of the shrine dedicated to the Buddha statue with a severed head, holding a lotus-shaped ghost lamp in his right hand.

The brow furrowed slightly.

It was useless to continue looking, she controlled the Mind Ghost to fly back, burrowed through the gap in the door, and reunited with the Body Protector Mind Ghost.

Komori's pure burgundy eyes flashed with contemplation, this dilapidated temple was the only building inside the weird.

There is a fire in the temple.

Where are the gods and the Oniryuin Temple?

She couldn't think of an answer, and her eyes drooped.

Woo, the wind suddenly sounded outside, she looked up at the temple gate, the flames of the ghost were in full bloom, and the darkness that had nothing appeared goose feathers and snow, as well as the wind.

In the midst of the wind and snow, a gray-haired old man walked with a wooden box on his back, and the wrinkles on his face were reminiscent of the cracked earth.

His eyes were cloudy, and he seemed to be unable to see any future young man.

"Excuse me."

The old man stepped into the threshold.

Jun Komori's eyes are the eyes of the gods, and unlike the gods and the ghost dragons, what is reflected in her burgundy eyes is a clay body.

Not human at all!

"I was born in Owari Province under the name Daigo Matsutani, a puppeteer who travels around the world and makes a living as an artist."

The white-haired old man introduced himself when he entered the door, and sighed: "I have been in the industry for decades, and I am lonely and wandering outside, and I have nothing to gain after all."

Eh, how miserable I am. ”

Jun Komori didn't answer.

The Mind Ghost is always around to prevent possible attacks.

Listening to what Bai Shijun said in the past, if you want to break through the weird, ordinary people are one way, that is, according to the rules inside, find a way to survive from it.

When the clay sculpture enters the temple, he must have a picture.

"Little girl, you don't have to be afraid, I have one foot in the coffin, what else can I do to you?"

Daigo Matsutani smiled, and it seemed that even the dirt on his face fell with the smile, which became more and more eerie.

"Hmm."

Jun Komori responded minimally, and his vigilance did not relax at all.

Matsutani slapped his hand and said, "By the way, why don't I put on a puppet show for you?" ”

"Hmm."

"Hehe, I've been growing up, and if there's anything I'm good at, it's puppet show."

"When I was seven years old, a puppeteer came to my village, and I was fascinated by the beautiful dolls and skills that I gave up my family's field.

Desperate to pursue a puppet, I want to be a puppeteer like that person.

In the end, nothing came of it......"

When it comes to sadness, the clay sculpture's eyes reveal scarlet blood and tears.

Jun Komori's face remained unchanged and said, "Isn't the old gentleman going to perform?" ”

"Yes, acting."

Matsutani wiped his tears from his eyes and opened his wooden box, which contained a spacious stage and sixteen dolls.

Or the fourteen black souls, twisted and roaring in the puppet, only two puppets are still human.

Jun Komori's heart was shaken, and he saw that those two were Kaminagi and Oniryuin.

The heart ghost uses the ability to communicate, "Kaminagi, Oniryuin, are you all right?" ”

"Don't kill him!"

This is the voice of the god Nagi Rin.

"Quick, kill him!"

This is the voice of Meiya in the Ghost Dragon Temple, she is very anxious, and she can't wait for her to do it immediately.

The diametrically opposite answer made Jun Komori a little confused, is he killing? Or not kill?

When she hesitated, Matsutani Daigo began to sing.

The puppet moves with it.

"Xiao Sen, you do it quickly, otherwise when he finishes singing, throw the puppet into the fire, and you will become like us!"

Ghost Dragon Temple's beautiful teeth are very anxious, and they don't want her to repeat the mistakes of the past.

Darkness poured in through the missing part of the door, turning into a black wolf with scarlet eyes that could be counted with hair.

"Stop these wolves from killing Matsutani!"

Kaminagi Rin screamed in a hurry, and had to be pulled by the silk thread again.

Jun Komori asked the ghost to draw a circle on the ground, and the flames gushed out, forming a circular pillar of fire, and then expanded outward, burning the approaching black wolves to death one by one.

"The god Nagi told me not to kill, and the Ghost Dragon Temple told me to kill, what's going on?"

Komori Jun asked with a ghost, "What did you encounter?" ”

"Here's how it is...... "The two of them said in their hearts.

Combined with their experiences, Jun Komori fell into deep thought, he couldn't kill Matsuya, and he couldn't let Matsuya throw the puppet into the fire.

It seems that watching the drama seriously may be the only way to crack it.

She stared at the puppet show in front of her and listened to the story of Daigo Matsutani's voice.

Men travel around the world in order to become top puppeteers.

On the way, he met a famous teacher and an understanding partner, reaped his wife and wealth, and finally became famous.

Even the daimyo couldn't wait to ask him to perform once.

The story comes to an end at the most perfect time, and it belongs to the script that everyone is happy with.

Matsutani Daigo said with a hint of expectation on his face, "What do you think?" ”

Jun Komori remembered the experience of Miya in Kiryuin, and said seriously: "I think it's a good story, the friendship between the protagonist and his partner Togoro is touching, and the love with Himeko is even more beautiful." ”

"Yes, the people in the play are beautiful, but the reality is diametrically opposite, why is that?"

Daigo Matsutani asked, his eyes staring at her, "Now, why do you say that?" ”