Ruiji's hard-working performance bought Moon a lot of time, and she got her wish to see the huge coffin displayed in the side hall of the shrine hall.

It is three meters long, half the width of the coffin, carved on the sides and the lid, and the rest of the coffin is painted with gold paint, which is made of gold dust and other magical materials in the crucible, making the coated object look similar to real gold, a symbol of honor.

Generally speaking, only gods and princes and nobles will use golden coffins, and the tribute or sacrifice to the goddess of the mountain is completely worthy of a coffin painted with golden paint.

The use of low-quality wood, or the use of carving techniques that do not match the status of the exterior are considered blasphemy.

The carved paintings on the outside of the coffin revolve around a fixed theme – reverence.

The goddess stood above the altar, and below it were witches in a circle, prostrate at her feet in a very humble posture, kissing the instep of her feet.

Although kissing the instep of the beautiful witch is nothing, it is just not very hygienic.

Yesterday I got a replica of the coffin key from Mrs. Yoshino, which opens the lock above the coffin. It takes time to destroy the coffin, and it makes a sound, and the side hall and the main hall of the shrine hall are separated by only two short corridors, and it takes less than two minutes to reach the hall from the door.

Yue carefully looked at the photos of the coffin and knew where the keyhole was.

In the center is a witch wearing a tengu mask, which is the switch that opens the first lock. She gently pressed down on the movable plate, and the sound of the mechanics and gears turning could be heard under the heavy golden lid.

Good guys, or automatic lid.

Although the equipment with the mechanical set is more retro, these years have been replaced with new and good, light and thin technology modules and components, and the traditional machinery has been almost eliminated.

Considering that the year in the strange story is 1993, Japan has only been separated from Asia and entered Europe since the Meiji era, and the traffic in Asahina Town is blocked, and it is difficult for the atmosphere of technology to penetrate into the cracks of the town, and it is understandable that the facilities used have a sense of age.

The patrolling guards will not come here for the time being, they are all concentrated in densely populated areas, as long as they move fast enough, they can smoothly hide from the sky and the sea and fish people out first.

She didn't have time to marvel at the magnificence and workmanship of the coffin, so she took out an iron key from the crack in her chest, put it in the keyhole under the Tengu witch pattern, and twisted it once to the right, then twice on the left, three times on the right, and four times on the left.

Rotate the key according to the rules on the manual, and finally hear a crisp click, and the lid of the coffin "cracks" from the middle into six pieces, revealing the internal structure of the coffin.

A weak witch in gold Yuzen and exquisite makeup was lying in a coffin, her eyes closed, her long pale blonde hair combed into a wedding-specific bun, her hands and feet bound by ropes, and the corners of her eyes were covered with undried tears.

The witch I met at the ridge the day before yesterday was her.

After some careful dressing, he was more beautiful than when he first met, and there was a sense of grace and luxury on his body, and there was a faint smell of sleeping potion on his body.

This smell can also be smelled on the silver bell grass, the flower stems and leaves of the silver bell grass also extract the juice needed for the sleeping potion, mixed with the blood of the three-legged fire dragon and the two-legged ice dragon, plus the fluff burning of the nine-tailed fox, boiled in the crucible for 19 hours, 19 minutes and 81 seconds, and the final product is a high-quality sleeping potion, which can be put down even by witches with thousands of magical powers.

Its antidote is cumbersome to concoct, but the moon just comes with it. All you need is a bottle of ordinary cherry blossom sake, the one sold at the Oyunomizu inn, and you can wake up the sleeping beauty in the coffin.

"Wake up."

Tsuki poured medicinal wine into Chiyo's mouth, and his eyes glanced at the door of the side hall from time to time to observe if there were any patrolling witches passing by.

The mood is more nervous than ever, more nervous than watching Ruiji take a bath in the open.

The man in the coffin let out a faint gasp, his cheeks turned from pale to rosy, his closed eyes slowly opened, and his light purple pupils flickered in surprise.

Not gratitude or rejoicing, but amazement.

"Come with me."

Holding Yo Naling's hand, the moon did not give her a chance to breathe, and took the person out of the gorgeous coffin.

In the 90s of the twentieth century, Japan had not yet invented such an advanced real-time alarm system, and the people of Asahina were unaware of it, thinking that the most inconspicuous place was the safest.

In fact, no matter how much you prevent it, you can't beat the leakage of the inner ghost. The little witch Asakura and her little friend Utsunomiya played an indispensable role in this plan and deserved the praise of the unsung hero.

“……”

With Naling following Yue without saying a word, Yue barely understood what it meant to pity Xiang Xiangyu, and hurriedly tore her expensive Yuzen kimono.

"Swap it out, I'll give you the witch robe on my body, and the mask, put it on."

"You're not gentle enough......"

The sleepy weak witch complained in a standard Kansai accent, and her tone was a little coquettish.

"That black-haired witch is gentler than you, she will heal me and comfort me, you won't. You will only accuse me of being a sinister stranger and attacking me with your gun. ”

"She is her, I am me. This is the last chance to end reincarnation, so ask if you want it, right? You're not going to be able to give you a chance. ”

"No, can't I do it yet?"

Forced by the moon's obscenity, he had to put away his weeping expression, honestly took off the golden Yuzen on his body, put on the witch robe of the moon, and put on the white fox mask.

Tsuki used dyeing magic to turn her long golden hair into a popular black.

As soon as her clothes and hair color changed, she was a different person.

"And now?"

"Leave the side hall first, and I'll find a way to inform Miss Sakuma to evacuate later."

After the coffin was restored, the two used penetrating magic to pass through the wall and go outside.

Ruiji is still dealing with the witch who guards the door, and even snuggles into each other's arms. The signal of the connection between the two is a cat meow, and the voice of the female cat in the courtship period is very special and highly recognizable.

The moon brushed aside the bamboo planted in the building and let out a coquettish cat meow.

"Meow—"

The sound decibel is neither high nor low, just enough for Ryji to hear clearly.

She didn't want to seduce this witch anymore for a long time. It's good that people have a good attitude, but the disadvantage is that their hands and feet are not safe enough, and they always want to take advantage of a little bit through physical contact, and constantly praise Ruiji for "looking so beautiful" and "having a really good figure", trying to touch some forbidden areas, but they are cleverly resisted.

Hearing the long-awaited meow of the cat, the sluggish spirit was slightly perked up.

If the moon doesn't send a convergence signal, what happens next is not something that the underage witch can see. The witch witch who guards the door has made it crazy more than once that there is no one in her house, her two mothers don't live with her, and her sisters have also gone to the festival, she is single now, and the house is quite big, so she is welcome to play.

"Miss, I'm going to get off work, why don't I stay tonight."

The witch put her arm around Ryji's shoulders.