The Hundred Stories of Miss Ghost

"Who are they... who are they, why can't I remember anything?!"

Seeing the woman's crazy appearance, Xiaotong was a little frightened, and couldn't help but took two steps back, but suddenly a strange coldness came from behind her, and an indescribable slippery and sticky feeling came from her arms. Feel.

Xiaotong stiffly turned her head slightly behind her, and saw a blue-gray hand that was still dripping water, grabbing her forearm, raised her gaze, and once again met Kannazuki Asagiri A pair of dark eye sockets.

Chaogiri let go of Xiaotong's arm, and the translucent gray-white figure floated forward and stopped on the tatami mat behind the crazy woman. She stretched out a finger and pointed down.

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[Xiaotong, wake up, wake up! 】

I slapped Xiaotong's face twice again with my thoughts, and then she slowly opened her eyes, showing a bewildered expression.

"Sister..."

【Hey, are you still awake?You and Youxiang just fell down on the ground without knowing what happened. I thought you two were sleepy and couldn't stand it, but you couldn't hear me when I called you up.It took me a long time to wake you up, so thank me! 】

"May I ask where did you put all your strength? Why does my face hurt so much?"

[No road race!These are all necessary means! 】

"Okay..." Xiaotong stood up staggeringly, her legs seemed a little weak, she tapped her forehead with her fist, and murmured, "I... am a little sleepy, usually I can hold on even if I stay up all night, but now I don’t know what’s going on, my head is dizzy..."

"So... since nightfall, the air here has indeed become more and more humid." The tool knife Fuyuki on the side sniffed the smell in the air, frowned and said displeasedly, "It feels like If I stay here for too long, my blade will be rusted away..."

Xiaotong patted his face to wake himself up, then recalled it carefully, and said uncertainly: "By the way, I had another dream just now, it seems that I dreamed about the dead sister Chaowu, and... And Aunt Qianyu, whom I just met."

【what?What is the content of the dream? 】

"Hmm... In the dream, the dead sister Chaowu wanted to lead me to her great-grandmother's room, and then I saw Aunt Qianyu in that room... She has some mental problems, she doesn't seem to know Xiaohua and Xiaohua. Asagiri...then...and Miss Chaowu...pointed to the underside of a certain piece of tatami in that room."

[Under the tatami?Uh... Generally speaking, this kind of plot...is the wraith trying to tell others the location of his body. Could it be that... Kannazuki Asagiri's body is under there? 】

Xiao Tong shook her head, "It should be... no, Zhao Wu's body should have been cremated, right?"

【What would that be...? 】

"Anyway, you should know if you go over and take a look, right?" Fubuki clapped her hands and suggested.

[That's right, go and have a look and you'll know, so hurry up and wake up Youxiang. 】

However, no matter whether she shouted into her ear or shook her body, Youxiang didn't respond at all, and she was still lying limp on the tatami.

"Is there a fragrance? Is there a fragrance?!" Xiaotong patted her face anxiously, but she still showed no sign of waking up.

Youxiang's appearance can't be explained by sleeping too much. Both Xiaotong and I realized the abnormality, and I even thought of what Fuxue said just now, "the air is getting more and more humid".

[Is it water?Problems with moisture in the air? ] I guessed.

"Not only..." Xiaotong pointed to the three cups on the table, which were originally filled with drinks, but the water in Xiaotong and Fuyuki's quilt was basically not touched, only the Youxiang cup was almost completely drunk up.

Xiaotong said worriedly: "Youxiang drank a lot of that drink, now I doubt...all the water in this house has problems..."

[Then what should we do now, you can't leave You Xiang here, can I drag You Xiang over with my thoughts? 】

"...I think, should we take her out of the house first and then..."

Before Xiaotong finished speaking, the paper sliding door of the room was suddenly pulled open from the outside with a "wow".

Our eyes were immediately attracted by the person outside the door, and we saw Kanna Yue Xiaohua, who had been drowsy and somewhat unconscious before, standing outside the door impressively.

"Hey, Xiaohua, why do you..."

Xiaotong made a sound in doubt, but I immediately pulled her behind with all my strength.

[Wait, Xiaotong, something is wrong with her. 】

I noticed that Xiaohua's eyes were empty, lifeless, with dilated pupils, she was staring straight ahead, but she didn't seem to be looking at anything. In addition, she was holding a pair of scissors in her right hand hanging below her body. Only his left hand seemed to be holding something.

She took a wobbly step forward, acting stiffly like a puppet on a string, her eyeballs shifted slightly, completely ignoring Fubuki in the room, and locked firmly on Xiaotong's body.

"Mika...Mikazuki (三日月)...ka...kami..."

Xiao Hua made a hoarse and incoherent voice, then burst into a sudden burst, suddenly took two steps forward, raised the scissors held in his right hand, and stabbed at the side of Xiao Tong's head.

Chapter 43 Hair [edit]

Chapter 43 Hair

Hearing the sound of "铛", before I could make a move to stop him, Fuxue had already stretched out his hand to block the scissors, then tripped forward lightly, knocked Xiaohua down to the ground, and held him tightly.

Xiaohua, who was pushed to the ground, was still throwing up and down, repeating the unintelligible "mika...kami..." tone, she flipped the scissors, and stabbed Fuyuki's back fiercely with the scissors, but Fuyuki didn't She didn't dodge, let her stab, the scissors pierced Fuxue's body but didn't penetrate at all, instead there was a piercing sound of metal clashing.

"Is she... possessed by an evil spirit? Or is she being controlled by something? Are you going to knock her out?" Fuxue turned her head to ask for our opinion.

"Wait first." Xiaotong said to Xiaohua from a little distance away, "Hey, Xiaohua, are you calling me? Do you still recognize me?"

Unexpectedly, after seeing Xiaotong's face, Xiaohua became even more frenzied, and the strength of his struggle became more intense. He even stretched out his right hand holding the scissors towards Xiaotong, opening and closing it unconsciously. The scissors were making a cutting movement, and they were still repeating "mikazuki... kami..."

I couldn't help frowning, 【It's strange, why is Xiaohua obsessed with you, Xiaotong?And... kami, what does this mean?God?Are you talking about me? 】

(Note: kami in Japanese means god, paper, hair, etc.)

"She also seems to be holding something in her left hand." Fuxue, who was suppressing Xiaohua, noticed that Xiaohua's left hand was also holding something tightly. She knocked out the scissors in Xiaohua's right hand first, and kicked them away from a distance. , and then grabbed Xiaohua's left hand, trying to see exactly what she was holding.

Compared with the weapon in her hand being knocked out, Xiaohua seemed to be more disturbed by Fuxue's action of trying to take the item in her left hand. She twisted her body violently and even made a sound like a wild animal, but her physical strength Not at all Fubuki's opponent, Fubuki easily opened her fingers, exposing what she held in front of our eyes.

It was a chronograph, it should be... It was something that Auntie put in Xiaohua's hand before, and it seems to be a relic of her sister Chaogiri.

I took a closer look and found nothing unusual on the stopwatch, it seemed to be an ordinary stopwatch.

However, Xiaohua was extremely concerned about the stopwatch, she jumped towards Fuxue like a small animal, snatched the stopwatch from her hand, and then shrank in the corner of the room.

"Hmm...Xiaohua?" Xiaotong looked at the nervous Kannazuki Xiaohua, and asked cautiously, "Xiaohua? Is it...you?"

Kannazuki Xiaohua curled up, her hands and feet kept shaking, and she didn't answer, just unconsciously grasping the stopwatch in her hand.

Xiaotong worried and asked strangely: "That watch...what's wrong with it? Xiaohua, why do you keep holding it?"

It was only at this moment that Xiao Hua seemed to have noticed what was in his hand, he stared at the chronograph in his hand without blinking, and then unconsciously pressed it twice quickly.

As if someone had suddenly pressed the pause button, Xiaohua's body froze suddenly. The stopwatch slipped from her hand and fell to the ground. A time like "00'00''13".

Before I could understand the meaning of this string of time, there was another violent cough from Xiaohua's mouth. I cast my gaze and saw that she was bending over the ground, coughing like she was about to It was as if her stomach was throwing up, and finally, after a "wow", she vomited out all the contents of her stomach on the tatami.

Logically speaking, as a patient, she should not have eaten much today.It also turned out that most of what she spit out was acid water, but in that acid water, there was one pool of contents that seemed so hard to ignore.

It was a bunch of hair, a bunch of hair soaked in smelly water, but it was still twisting and crawling.

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Kannazuki Xiaohua slowly opened her eyes, seeing Xiaotong looking at her with concern in front of her, and Fubuki staring at her covetously beside her, she couldn't help showing a surprised expression.

"Eh? Xiaotong? Why are you... Huh?" Xiaohua looked around and asked strangely, "When did you come to my house?"

Xiao Tong turned her head and looked at me, "It seems that she has recovered."

"What are you guys talking about?" Xiao Hua looked like he didn't understand the current situation.

Fuxue stopped Xiaotong in front of him, and shouted at Xiaohua loudly like a dog's leg: "Hmph, miss, you just wanted to use scissors to murder Hitomi-sama. In the past, maybe you would be thrown into Yuejian What a big crime in the pool!"

"What and what..." Xiaotong explained to Xiaohua with a black line on the back of her head, "It's like this, didn't we make an appointment to go to your house to actually investigate? But Xiaohua, you haven't seen it since you came home News, we rushed over because we were worried. As a result, Xiaohua, you seemed to have been asleep for a whole day with a fever, and you looked unconscious. Just now... you suddenly attacked with that pair of scissors. You can still remember your return What about after home?"

"After returning home? I first went to my parents and said that it might be healthy to have friends coming, but they seemed to be very repulsive. We had some disputes, and then..."

Xiaohua raised his forehead and showed a headache-like expression, "I can't remember what happened next..."

【So, did you eat anything strange today? ] I asked by voice.

"Strange thing... I don't seem to have any impression, what kind of strange thing is it?"

[For example, hair. 】

"Uh, generally speaking, no one would eat that kind of thing..."

Xiaotong pointed to the ground beside him delicately, "But...there is what you just vomited out. The fact is, after you vomited out those hairs, you immediately recovered from the state of insanity just now. .”

Xiaohua glanced at the contents on the ground, and suddenly showed an unacceptable expression, "You said... I spit it out..."

[And when you just spit it out, this thing will still move... Obviously there is a problem, and I have another guess.Xiaohua, do you still remember that you just said the name of Xiaotong and the sound of "kami" at the same time, and then you stabbed at Xiaotong with scissors? 】

Xiao Hua frowned and tried to recall it, then she showed a headache expression again, she clenched her fist and lightly punched her forehead twice, and then said: "I seem to have it and I don't seem to have it, my memory of this day is very hazy... ...Just now... I seemed to be dreaming just now, I seemed to have something that I had to do... but it wasn't to hurt Xiaotong, it seemed... It seemed that I had to obtain something..."

[That seems to be right.I actually noticed that when you stabbed at Xiaotong with the scissors just now, you didn't aim at her face, but towards the side of her head.In addition, you said "kami, kami" in your mouth. I thought it meant "god" and was referring to me, but after thinking about it carefully, it might be more likely to refer to "hair".Maybe someone manipulated you, trying to get Hitomi's hair through you.Because I suspect that there is something wrong with the water, if Xiaotong drank that drink like a fragrance, he might be unconscious now, so Xiaohua, when you come in, you can just take a bunch of Xiaotong's hair . 】

"Huh? But... what do you want to get hair for?"

At this time, it was Fuxue who interjected as a matter of course, "Isn't it because there is a part of the soul in the hair?"

Chapter 44 Underwater 【Modify】

"Isn't it because there is a part of the soul in the hair?"

After saying this, Fuxue found that we all turned our heads to look at her, but she was puzzled and said: "Eh? Don't you know? This should be common sense, right? In myths and legends in many places, hair has magical powers. Magic power is an extension of the soul of the head. In the past, most people believed that the cut hair still had a certain connection with the body, so many witchcraft and sacrificial ceremonies used hair to locate the curse or ritual to a certain person. on the soul."

【This... it seems to be the case.But what we didn't expect was that you, Fubuki, are so... er, knowledgeable? 】

"Don't underestimate me! I'm a sacrificial sword used at festivals! It's not normal to know a little about sacrificial rituals!"

[But I remember that you have just awakened your spiritual wisdom in the past few years...]

"That's right... Strange, then where did I learn about it? Anyway, this knowledge seems to be engraved in my brain, and I was born with it! So I might be a genius knife!"

【Yes, yes, Fubuki is so smart~】

Under my praise, Fuxue immediately showed a contented expression as if a cat had been licked on the back of the head (although I really wasn't praising her).

Xiaotong looked worried, "Then, it was Auntie who handed us drinks, so Aunt Qianyu wanted to..."

Xiao Hua hurriedly shook his head uneasily, "No, no, how could Mom do such a thing?"

【Just now, Xiaohua was obviously manipulated by something, right?And from sister Xiaohua's diary, Chaogiri often feels that someone is controlling her body!So why don't you think, is there something in this mansion that controls most of Kannazuki's family? 】

Xiaohua couldn't help taking a deep breath when he heard this, "Then... Mom, Dad, and the others... there won't be an accident, right?"

[So, we have to find out the culprit. The most suspicious thing is that great-grandmother's room. Although it is a bit risky, but for the sake of everything, let's check it out now and solve it completely if there is any problem. opinion? 】

Xiaotong shook her head, but she looked at Xiaohua again, and said, "However... this may be very dangerous, so Xiaohua, you should take Youxiang and leave this house first. Let me and senior sister, and Miss Fubuki can go there together, we are professionals."

Xiaohua hesitated for a moment, and could see that her hands were trembling with fear, but she finally shook her head and said, "Well... I know I can't help you, but... please let me help you." Is it okay to follow the past? At least...at least, this is also a matter in our family, I want to know...that thing that killed my sister and manipulated me and my family, what exactly is it..."

【Tsk, aren't you the kind of passerby who often plays in horror movies, who obviously can escape and wants to die! 】

"Sister, pay attention to your morals..."

[It was agreed in advance that if something goes wrong, I don't care about you. 】

"No...it's okay, I'll hide aside!"

I shrugged my shoulders, expressing that I didn't care, then looked at Xiaotong, "Then shall we go?"

Xiao Tong looked at You Xiang who was still slumped on the ground with some confusion, "But... what should You Xiang do?"

"Or... hide her in the closet in my room?" Xiao Hua suggested.

We went to Xiaohua's room next door and hid the unconscious Youxiang in the closet where the bed was placed.

【It feels like I’m hiding a corpse~】

"Sister, if you don't speak, no one will think you are dumb."

【Hey—by the way, I am a little concerned, Xiaohua, what are those black parts on the ceiling? 】

I noticed that there are many large or small dark stains on the ceiling of Xiaohua's room, which give people a bad association.

"Ah, that should be a trace of mold. After all, this old house is mainly made of wood. There are so many ponds and canals in the house, and the humidity is high. There should be quite a lot of moldy places in this house. I feel It may suddenly collapse one day. So I don’t want to live here more and more.”

【Is that so...】

I remembered the content of Xiaotong's first psychic dream, which should be Xiaohua's past experience in this room.

When I was sleeping at night, I heard the sound of dripping water, getting closer and closer, and then... something sticky like silk thread brushed my face, and I opened my eyes... I saw a "person" Attached to the ceiling.

Looking at these dark, water-soaked stains, I couldn't help but wonder, could water really be dripping from them?Could it be... there is really something on that roof?

Although this Japanese-style old house has only one floor, it has a large sloping roof. The ceilings of the rooms are interlaced with wooden strips, and the wooden strips are covered with thin boards.In other words, there is actually a small hollow attic from the ceiling of the room to the roof.

I slowly floated up, and half of me passed through the ceiling, looking into the dark space.

There is a thick layer of dust on the wooden floor of the attic, there are signs of decay and mildew everywhere, and it exudes a stench like seaweed.

The attic was empty save for intertwined wooden beams, but I wasn't completely unaware.On the dust on the ground, there are traces of something dragging, like... a snake?

No, not snakes.When I got closer to the surface of the floor, I found that there were quite a lot of tangled black silk threads scattered on it. With my thoughts, I gently twisted up a thread and sniffed it, and found that these "threads" were exactly the smell of seaweed on the roof. source of flavor.