I, the lord of ghost stories

Xinmei Erqiao looked at the cup in her hand, lost in memory.

"Maybe, maybe it's the god of the aborigines."

"The gods of the indigenous people have been defeated and belittled, isn't it right?"

"It's not easy to survive by luck, what more can you ask for?"

In the process of forming the capital of Dongying Shinto, there was a fierce struggle.

As the winner, the ancestor gods with high-ranking surnames were included in Gao Tianyuan Tianjin God, while the ancestor gods with local surnames and small surnames were the targets of attack and restriction-this is the source of Guojin God.

Guojin God is a general term for the native Chinese gods of Ashihara, including the main gods who ruled Ashihara China, Jianyu Mingfang, Shiinetsuhiko, etc.

So far, there are still many shrines offering sacrifices to the gods of the country, including Suwa Shrine, Izumo Taisha, Keta Shrine, and Keda Shrine.

However, some peoples who were regarded as aboriginals and savages had their gods completely destroyed.

Simply put, the fate of a god is closely related to his race.

The gods of the victors grow stronger accordingly, and the degraded gods of the integrated nations are also integrated into it. Some of them change their attributes and are degraded and reduced to disaster gods, and most of them are completely wiped out.

The kimono sleeve god... I don't know which princess it was before, but it was obviously belittled and distorted later, and became the god of misfortune.

These, Yuu Sifengyuan is clear.

"I didn't even get the official status, so it's no wonder it's so difficult."

Although this kimono sleeve god lives in a narrow room and has a small shrine, there are really few people worshiping it, and its divine power is also very difficult... It can be maintained at a level higher than that of ordinary big monsters.

Even that ghost is stronger than her.

"In the beginning, I had no idea what was going on."

"In it, I can't get out, and I don't have the strength to go out."

"The strange thing is that here, you won't be hungry or thirsty."

"There are also these paper figures who obey orders."

"I can give them orders, and they can do it."

"So, I asked them to bring Qian Yu-senpai... She was seriously injured, and I was worried."

"After a day, they really brought it."

"I put her on the bed in the bedroom so she can get better."

"I have sent someone to contact you again. You are the person Qian Yu-senpai wants to meet."

"However, it's so hard to find you, the paper figurine has been looking for you for more than ten days..."

The ten days here may be just a few hours outside.

It should be said that the efficiency is very high.

Yuu Sifengyuan continued to listen.

"Now that you're here, take her back."

"Not saying goodbye to her?"

Erqiao Xinmei lowered her head.

"It still doesn't work, I was the one who hurt Qian Yu-senpai."

"is this okay?"

"Don't leave regrets for yourself, right?"

After hesitating for a moment, Erqiao Xinmei shook her head again.

"No, I'm afraid to cry."

By this time, she was actually still afraid.

"Student from Sifengyuan... Will you become boyfriend and girlfriend with Qianyu senior sister?"

In the final moments, the girl didn't know what to say.

Suddenly this topic came up.

"When Chiba-senpai falls asleep, she will always say your name."

"About... 37, or 38 times."

Although her heart was extremely nervous and her body was trembling slightly, she still wanted to ask this question.

"She must like you very much, right?"

"What else... Thank you, did you help her with anything?"

Xinmei Erqiao's eyes sparkled, as if she was very interested in this topic.

At her age, she should have been interested in sweet and sour love.

It's just that, because of disasters, she has fewer and fewer friends.

However, at this moment, aside from those things, she still had doubts about the relationship between Qianyu Qianxue and Sifeng Yuanyu.

"Sister Qianyu was seriously injured and looked in pain, so she didn't sink into her sweet dreams, but her dreams were all related to the students from Sifengyuan!"

Listening to it, there is a story!

The student council president who was very popular during the school year, and the mysterious and handsome boy... an unknown romance.

"...She was saved by me once!"

"It's just that she shouldn't remember."

"Is that right?"

"So suspicious..."

Erqiao Xinmei was very lively and cheerful, and the frequency of her speech gradually increased.

1 minute, 2 minutes, 3 minutes, 5 minutes, 10 minutes...

Time passed by, and Xinmei Erqiao's laughter echoed in the Japanese room.

Eventually, the laughter got lower and lower.

"It's great, today, I had a very happy time."

"The last time I was so happy was when I was in middle school, when my mother was still there, and my father was also there. Zhimei and Caojia often came to my house... In a blink of an eye, it has been five years."

The girl's voice was soft and full of loneliness.

"Student from Sifengyuan, is this a friend?"

"Are we... are we friends?"

His long eyelashes blinked, and he closed his eyes feebly.

Her consciousness sank into darkness.

Chapter 85 Fork Yiji

Under the night, the sky gradually darkened.

The wind blows past my ears, the bike speeds down the road, and the surrounding fields quickly recede back.

Kuroki Yuto stepped hard.

"So what happened?"

A shadow cast over my heart.

"Why does Xinmei suddenly disappear?"

He has searched all over the nearby secret base, which is the place they have been to together since childhood.

I haven't come back for several years, follow the memory and walk on the familiar road.

"Isn't this a child of the Kuroki family?"

Someone shouted from the side of the road.

Kuroki Yuto didn't turn his head, and didn't pay attention to it at all.

Follow the path, surrounded by trees, with steps and torii gates.

With a sudden brake, the tires of the car rubbed against the ground, and finally stopped in front of the vermilion torii gate.

"Here, only here is left."

This shrine is only a shrine in the town. It is very small and there are no full-time priests.

It is normal for the village to take turns to take care of the incense burners.

From a very young age, Xinmeijia liked to come here to play.

There was a pain in my heart, as if something was far away from me, and I felt completely lost.

Clutching his chest, he climbed up from the right side of the steps.

The slope is not long, and among the woods, there are three or five houses connected by a corridor.

At this time, when I approached, I heard human voices and there were lights inside.

Stepping forward to open the door, a woman came out, wearing a light-colored kimono, her face was as white as paper, she just bowed and spoke softly.

"Ji Yang, please come in."

Kuroki Yudou nodded blankly, but he didn't even suspect this woman.

Just confused, under her guidance, walked inward.

It doesn't look that big from the outside, but inside it has a long corridor and many tall paper doors.

After walking for about 2 minutes, the paper door opened, and Xinmei Erqiao, who was dressed up, came into view with her voice and smile.

Under the dim oil lamp, Ru Xue's skin, lips like cherry blossoms, Ru Yun's hair, and the complicated and luxurious Tang clothes.

She is as beautiful as the bewitching concubine who wreaks havoc on the country in Dahe Opera.

Having never seen her so beautiful, Kuroki Yuto froze in place.

"Xinmei, I..."

Some emotion springs up and he takes courage

"Student Kuroki, you are here."

The girl cast her gaze calmly.

Seeing those eyes as deep as a lake, for some reason, the words that were about to be poured out suddenly stopped.

"But, you are late."

"you……"

Realizing something, Kuroki Yuto's voice became jerky.

"You're not Xinmei... right?"

"I'm not her."

The girl shook her head gently, explaining calmly.

"She's so tired."

"So, she... fell asleep."

"Then, can I see her again?"

Kuroki Yuto pleaded with just in case.

"Sorry, Cha Yiji is not the Erqiao Xinmei you know."

Cha Yiji was slightly regretful, but her tone was firm.

"The fate of the world is over, please don't come again in the future."

"Yes, sorry..."