I, the lord of ghost stories

She doesn't seem to have any malice.

Even though it seems that many things can't be remembered, but here, kindness can be felt all the time.

"You don't seem to have had enough sleep yet."

Her innocent and kind smile looked very elegant.

The hand on her mouth, even the white little finger, is sexy.

"it does not matter."

Hearing her calm tone, for some reason, really reassured me a lot.

Even though there is a feeling of being manipulated, it feels comfortable instead.

I always feel that I seem to be very unhappy recently, and I always encounter unhappy things. The peace like this really makes me happy.

Sure enough, such a girl is pleasing to the eye.

Thinking about it, the face of another girl suddenly appeared in Centuoren's mind.

He felt his back start to heat up.

"You must come again."

After hearing these words, a violent drowsiness hit me.

"Next time it will be..."

Can't hear what she said.

——………

In the quiet Japanese-style room, Xizi was wearing a white kimono, kneeling and sitting on a soft cushion, and the entire Japanese-style room was surrounded by a circle of straw ropes.

Straw rope is a sacrificial utensil in Shinto.

It is said that when Amaterasu was tricked out of Amanoto, Taitama ordered to surround the gate with straw ropes in order to prevent him from returning to Amanodo.

Note Liansheng, and write "seven five three ropes", "Jiansheng" and so on.Shrines use special ropes for enclosing or hanging, "shimenawa" to show the boundary with holy things.

There are also a lot of straws or paper strips called "paper pendants" hanging on the Shimonian rope.

The note is made of washi paper in the shape of a lightning bolt.

The shimoen rope used for hanging is usually twisted so that the two ends are thin and the middle is thick, while the one used for enclosing is generally of the same thickness throughout the body and is longer.

It is usually hung in torii gates, sacred trees, worship halls, etc.

There are candles in the four corners, illuminating the whole room brightly.

From the "Sanfang Zheshi", offerings, offerings are all prepared.

The small red mini torii gate and the shrine with the name of Yuko engraved simply, and the shimenawa rope hanging on the shrine form a simple altar.

The three-sided fold is the white wood platform for the gods to ride on the offerings. It is named because of the holes in the three sides.When viewed from the top, it looks like a square or an octagon with a three in the middle, and it looks like a "gan" symbol, which is reminiscent of a barrier at first glance.

In this altar, Xizi had just completed an unsuccessful summoning of spirits.

"It's strange... He obviously pulled a little bit of his consciousness over, but why it disappeared all of a sudden."

Just now she seemed to see a vague and transparent shadow in the open space in front of her, gradually taking shape...

Xizi looked puzzled at the leisurely young man leaning against the wall of the Japanese room.

"Yu, what are we going to do?"

"I'm not very proficient the first time, and it's a common thing to miss, just try a few more times."

"Relax, it's not that difficult, I'm right here!"

Yuu Sifengin nodded slightly, as if there was some kind of power, an indescribable conceptual attribute... filled around Xizi.

Inexplicably, she had a kind of enlightenment...

The next ceremony will definitely go smoothly!

This kind of confidence is not an illusion, Xizi knew that it was Sifeng Yuanyu's power that joined it, and it played a bonus role.

"Sen... Takuto..."

"Please come here quickly..."

Putting her palms together in prayer and placing them on her chest, Xizi called out from her "divine domain".

In the Shilian rope, a faint white light gradually lit up.

In the white light, the blurred figure of Centuo people maintained a dozing posture, appearing together with the hospital chair sitting behind him.

There seemed to be a thin amount of water vapor around him, and the overall look was slightly transparent, and the tatami behind him could be seen through his body.

Just like before, he who had just been called seemed to be very confused, sitting on a chair without saying a word.

His eyes were slack, his expression was stiff, and he seemed to be still asleep.

"Mr. Mori... wake up... wake up..."

It kept calling out like this.

Finally, brilliance appeared in his eyes.

When he regained consciousness, what appeared in front of him was a silent Japanese room.

Other than the thought of 'here again', I always feel like I've forgotten something that shouldn't be forgotten.

... It's strange to feel that it's impossible to remember your own name even though you don't think it's necessary.

"what."

Centuo couldn't help laughing, and there were voices from around.

"What's so funny?"

I opened my eyes, and there was a familiar girl in front of me.

She is like transparent glass, exuding a gentle and calm temperament, which makes people feel at ease.

Just being with her doesn't seem to need anything else.

"Welcome here, Mr. Mori."

Xizi maintains an elegant and mysterious image.

Between the ceremonies, it is impossible for Sentaku to remember her appearance, so he will not be aware of Yuu Sifengin and Yuko...

"where is this place?"

Centuo looked around with great interest.

Empty and indoor, it seems that there are shoji gates on all sides.

It was very quiet, there was no sound at all.

Is it a hotel?

"This is a dream."

Xizi patiently explained.

"It turned out to be a dream..."

Centuo people suddenly realized.

After realizing that this was a dream, his rationality seemed to become clearer.

It's just that I still can't remember many things, and the familiar feeling can't be connected with any memory...

In fact, when he tried to look at this familiar girl, he found that she couldn't remember her appearance, and he still had an impression when he didn't look at it directly, but when he looked carefully, it was a hazy mist...

This is indeed a dream!

Only dreams can be this strange.

As we all know, in dreams, the specific text cannot be seen clearly, nor can the specific portraits be clearly seen... The details are highly distorted.

"Well, I was indeed dreaming."

After correcting his attitude, Centuo tried to find cigarettes on his body... The problem is, there is no cigarettes after searching.

"It's really strange. It's obviously my dream, but I can't even smoke a cigarette?"

He complained depressingly.

"Are you under a lot of pressure recently? Have you regretted your past life?"

Xizi asked this important question.

Just as this question was being asked, Yuu Sifengin, who was leaning aside, changed his posture and looked over.

When the gaze came over, a huge and abundant force instantly moved in the realm of the gods.

The pieces of paper on the shikinawa rope rattled, and when they were flipped, traces of light red lightning flowed continuously along the shikinawa rope like a winding snake.

Centuo felt a kind of power, which made him blurt out subconsciously:

"Of course I have regrets!"

After these words came out, the inexplicable feeling still existed.

Let him have a strong desire to talk.

"I've often wondered recently, if I dated another girl, would there be a different result."

"Although I can't think of many things here, I am sure that I had a failed marriage."

"Wake up from the dream and go back to the terrible reality. It's a tragedy... It would be great if I could stay here for a while..."

Centuo people feel that this dream is very interesting, and dreaming is much easier than reality.

"I'm afraid not. This is not the place for you to stay."

"Then, let me ask you a solemn question."

"Are you willing to start your life all over again?"

Centuo people can't understand.

"Rebirth? What does that mean?"

"It literally means, let you go back to the past and redeem that regretful thing."

"Do it all over again, including your career, future, and wife may be re-chosen."

The Centuo people frowned, dragged it down, and thought about the information in it carefully.

"If I go back in time... can I write down the lottery winning numbers? Wouldn't that make me rich?"

Xizi smiled and shook her head, denying his delusion.

"That's not okay, that would be too big of a change, and it would interfere with too many people."

"Starting again won't give you such a big loophole, it's just a god's whim, so give it a chance... You can't even influence too many people, only yourself."

"Oh, so can I avoid a tragic marriage?"

"can."

"And what will happen to my daughter?"

"It will disappear."

"When you make a new choice, it is equivalent to entering the second week of your life.

Because of the different emotional choices, the marriage trajectory of the previous week will change, and everything related to it will be completely changed, and the existence of the daughter will naturally disappear. "

"Thinking about the good, there are many possibilities in life. Maybe you lose your daughter and have other children."

The woman who was so mysterious that she couldn't see her face showed him a variety of possible futures——

The white mist emerged out of thin air, and there was a faint light coming out of it, and many different fragments appeared like a horse watching flowers...

He is in every one of them.

The general resume is similar, graduation, entering a higher school, joining a TV station, working... the same, most details are slightly different.

The biggest difference is that he met other women, got married, and had other children...

Of course, these parts seem extremely illusory and unreal...