This Japanese Story Is Not Too Cold

Chapter 24 .notebook

A dozen different faces were densely packed on the bald head of the evil spirit, not just faces. There are different faces on the top of his head, the back of his head, and the left and right sideburns.

From the outside, they are all young women in their teens to twenties, and the most prominent of them is Hoshino Nana on the chest. She is the most complete living soul that has stayed here these days. With her as the center, the grieving spirits’ pale faces are filled with monstrous resentment, and they slam into it with the impact of tearing everything in front of them to pieces.

This is also the main reason why Kamiya can analyze the above information in the brain in the future.

too close!

Kamiya Mirai held his mobile phone and watched the movements of Beichuan Temple unblinkingly.

She was so scared that she could not move while standing still. Even if she could move her feet, Kamiya Miku would not think she could escape the terrifying speed of the opponent.

So I can only give it to the Beichuan Temple standing in front of me!

If it is said that Beichuan Temple’s action of taking out the grievances is challenging Kamiya’s cognition, then the other party’s next action will subvert the three views that Kamiya has worked so hard to shape in the next sixteen years.

Under Kamiya Miku’s dull expression, Beichuan Temple changed from a calm posture to a forward movement!

He even rushed over to face the opponent head-on at this time? !

Kamiya Miku was dumbfounded.

Shouldn’t the onmyojis and witches in my impression both take spells and peach wood swords? How come to Beichuan Temple here is close hand-to-hand combat?

The resentful spirit is less than two meters long, and the palm of his hand, like a fan, is heavily aimed at the fan of Beichuan Temple’s head.

The strength drawn by the volley made Kamiya Miku believe that even a stone wall would be broken into pieces by the opponent.

But Beichuan Temple can no longer stop!

Kamiya Miku only felt that the rapid heartbeat and the footsteps of Beichuan Temple merged with each other, and the world became blank because of this.

She was nervously experiencing symptoms of tinnitus and dizziness!

Under the observation of Kamiya Miku so intently, Beichuan Temple’s body bent down and was able to dodge the opponent’s power, while his feet hooked the opponent’s waist instead.

At such a close distance, Beichuan Temple could even smell the odor that could not be eliminated from the opponent.

With the force of both legs, Beichuan Temple’s whole body suddenly stood up, and the black energy gathered, and even sharp fingertips were formed. He stretched out his hands to embrace the rotting head.

Twist the wrist and lower the waist.

Click! ! ! !

Beichuan Temple actually followed the opponent’s forward force and sharp fingertips, and twisted the head of the human face resentful spirit fiercely!

Jujitsu!

At the moment when the opponent’s body fell, Kitagawa Temple and Nana Hoshino on the opponent’s chest glanced at each other.

Those innocent black eyes were still full of resentment towards strangers, unchanged.

In fact, the same is true.

Beichuan Temple sighed.

Originally, he wanted to try to see if he could communicate with Hoshino Nana and ask her to confess who the victim was, but that was the end.

I took it for granted.

Beichuan Temple calmly stretched out his left hand and reattached the dislocated right hand with a chucking sound, thinking in his heart.

The resentful spirit is the resentful spirit, which consists solely of people’s negative emotions, and hopes to extract information from their mouths. You have to wait for death or whether you can gain the ability to see the memory of the deceased in the future.

The only good news is that the middle-level lifeless master has a certain shaping ability, which is very helpful to actual combat.

The head in his hand turned into a black air current and floated in the air, and the remnant of the resentful spirit lying on the ground, twitching constantly, also drifted away with the wind.

When the black air flow dissipated completely, Hoshino Nana’s resentful voice was also rippling in the sky.

“Beichuan”

A cold message came

‘Recover the face wraith spirit, one elementary and high-level wraith spirit, get 2 skill points. ’

Beichuan Temple closed his eyes to feel the improvement of physical fitness and life-saving, but before he had time to check the specific conditions of his body, he heard Kamiya Miku over there suddenly make a surprised voice:

“What is this?”

In the place where the human face resentful spirit disappeared, a broken square shape similar to a skill book fell unexpectedly.

“This is?” Beichuan Temple walked over.

There was some expectation in his heart.

Is it possible that the elementary and advanced wraiths still explode skill books like the rpg game system?

Most of the functions of the system have not been explored by him, after all, it has only been more than ten days.

But when Beichuan Temple actually took it in his hands, he was a little disappointed.

The texture of the paper rubs against the fingertips.

This is just a simple notepad with a worn cover.

Kamiya Miku was slumped in the same place for a long time, and he staggered over after his legs recovered a little bit of strength.

Her eyes were full of witnesses to the brilliance of things beyond her knowledge. Seeing the expression of Beichuan Temple, she said with fear:

“I dare to swear that the haunted houses or roller coasters in the amusement park are not as exciting as before.”

She almost didn’t scare to pee, until now when she remembered the scenes of just now, her white thighs were still a little soft.

Kamiya Mirai reluctantly touched Beichuan Temple, holding his sleeves with both hands, his small face pressed tightly against Beichuan Temple’s side face, and asked weakly, “What is this?”

Beichuan Temple also didn’t care about Kamiya’s future intimate actions. He looked at the notepad in his hand, and his eyebrows wrinkled slightly and analyzed:

“It’s probably something that the prisoner has left or forgotten. With the last bit of obsession in his lifetime, Hoshino absorbed the notepad with a bit of the master’s breath into his body.”

“Really?” Kamiya Mirai only felt limp and had no strength to hold it up. He simply hugged Beichuan Temple from behind, his chest pressed tightly, and the whole figure seemed to be hanging on him. Clues.”

“It should be like this.” Beichuan Temple took the notepad and looked at the front and the back again. After confirming that it was not a skill book type of props, he said unwillingly: “I’ll open it and take a look.”

He is now full of skill books, and he doesn’t care about Kamiya’s future small movements at all.

Beichuan Temple opened the notepad and mumbled softly after taking a glance at the content on it.

“It’s really not a skill book.”

“Huh? What are you talking about, Mr. Temple?”

“Nothing.” Beichuan Temple replied coldly. Not getting the skill book made him feel a little unhappy.

It’s just that his subordinates still read it unwillingly.

Finally he gave up.

This is really just a notepad, or a very special notepad.

“What the **** is written on this?” Kamiya Mirai squeezed forward and asked curiously: “Can I take a look? Mr. Temple?”

She asked for a reason.

God knows if there are things like ‘resentment’ on this notepad again?

“Whatever you want.” Beichuan Temple threw the notebook to the future of Kamiya.

Kamiya, who received the notepad, had a little spirit in the future.

She found a bench and sat down, reached out and opened the notepad.

The handwriting on the notepad is very scribbled and messy. It seems that some fonts are too distorted and some places are obscured by large blood stains. Even Kamiya Miku can barely understand part of it.

She looked at the first sentence.

“Am I crazy? I actually killed the daughter of the Mitsui family next door. Just to make a promise with Yuxi? No, it won’t be like this. I love Yuxi, what I did is right?”

Frenzy, weird and distorted fonts are torn on paper like nails.