Who stipulated that hot weapons are not allowed to kill spirits?

In the atmosphere where all the clan members were cheering, as the patriarch of the clan, Long Chuan Juanmei's mother, she didn't say anything, but gently touched Long Chuan Juanmei's little head, and explained everything to her.

After explaining everything to Longchuan Juanmei, he dragged his dying body and walked into Kanagawa step by step, and together with the witches of the past, turned into the last fortress to suppress evil.

Although Longchuan Juanmei knew all this from her mother, she was not yet ten years old at that time! !

What will happen to a child under the age of ten under the impact of the modern society?

Chapter 63 The Beginning of It All

A child under the age of ten is still immature in mind.

Suddenly being instilled by her mother in such a history that even adults cannot accept, she didn't know how she should react.

Not only that, but she was also taken by the clan to live in a prosperous big city.

The lights are red and the horses are green. In the modern society with advanced technology, in just a few years, Long Chuan Juanmei's hazy memories of her mother were scattered and fragmented.

Even if I occasionally recall these inexplicably in my sleep at night, which teenage girl with integrity in her youth would go back to that dilapidated small mountain village and inherit these responsibilities full of blood and tears?

What's more, Longchuan Juanmei's memory of her mother has almost dissipated long ago.

So time passed day by day.

Long Chuanjuanmei gradually grew up, and matured like her mother.

She married her childhood playmate and started a family. With their own efforts, the couple settled down in bustling Tokyo and bought a single-family house with a small yard.

Although he is still carrying a lot of debts, with the birth of his daughter and the tenderness and consideration of his husband, it seems that it is not difficult to be in debt.

As the days passed, Longchuan Juanmei finally reached her mother's age.

When people really reach this age, they will inevitably start to look back on their first half of life.

Longchuan Juanmei is no exception.

The memory of her mother, and what she had said before she smiled and left her, floated up from the bottom of her heart like a lingering shadow.

She finally remembered those things.

The main line of the Longchuan clan.

The successive witches of the Longchuan clan.

The spiritual power lodged in oneself.

And the same power inherited from her daughter.

— This is everything she can't avoid.

but.

She has a wonderful family.

She has a husband who loves her and a lively and lovely daughter.

Everything a woman of this age could want, she has.

Every day is a happy day, every day is a happy day.

So...why did she go back to inherit that tragic fate?

Just for the history that was indistinguishable from the story before the mother died?

Selfish...perhaps selfish.

But at only ten years old, she was taken out of the deep mountains at a young age. Longchuan Juanmei, who has lived in the modern society for more than [-] years, has a different outlook on life, and who can blame her for not abandoning her? Family to bear that cruel responsibility?

Long Chuanjuanmei thought she could ignore these and forget everything.

But every time in her sleep, she could return to her mother's gentle smile before she finally left, and the slender hand that gently stroked her hair.

It seemed that everything was urging her, oppressing her, wanting her to return to that small mountain village.

In this kind of self-doubt and day-to-day thinking, it may be a coincidence, it may be luck, or it may be that the "destiny" that has persisted in the Longchuan clan has changed.

The husband's company suddenly had an accident, and the company laid off a large number of employees. Even the minister's husband was greatly reduced in salary.

The originally happy family of three cast a shadow.

Although her husband still smiles and says goodbye to her every day before going out, he will give her a gentle hug when he returns home.

However, the dishes on the table gradually deteriorated, the clothes her husband was wearing tattered and he was reluctant to change, and her daughter's sobs when she couldn't pay for the school spring outing and was squeezed out by her classmates, all of which gradually shattered Longchuan Juanmei's heart.

then.

She thought of the stories her mother had told.

She thought that she could use her own spiritual power to neutralize the malice on that evil item and make it harmless, and then...sell those items that were infected into supernatural items to make a profit and subsidize household.

Once this idea was born, it began to take root in my mind and spread wildly.

What is the final fuse.

Was it the time when the husband had a high fever and fell into a coma because of the high intensity of work?

Or was her daughter bullied by schoolmates, and her clothes were muddy and dirty?

Longchuan Juanmei didn't quite remember the reason for lighting the final fuse.

She only remembered that she left a letter for her husband not to come to her temporarily, and then took the tram to Ehime Prefecture.

A housewife with no off-road ability, after a full day and night of trekking, finally dragged her bloody feet and set foot on her hometown again.

Lucky.

A few years ago, the reservoir was out of service due to the unexplained cut-off of the Kanagawa River.

She is unlucky.

——It has not been suppressed by spiritual power for several years, and the ghostly aura of that evil thing has begun to permeate again.

At the bottom of the reservoir, after more than [-] years of immersion, the old site of the Longchuan clan village has long been covered up by mud.

Longchuan Juanmei is just an ordinary housewife, and she has not received systematic spiritual training, so there is no way to find that strange thing in this situation.

In desperation, Longchuan Juanmei could only do her best to take away the most deeply infected items that might mutate at any time, and use her own spiritual power to neutralize and purify them using the method taught by her mother.

Afterwards, Longchuan Juanmei found an exchange that was the closest to Ehime Prefecture and farthest from the center of Tokyo.

After selling these purified items, they finally earned money to subsidize the family.

Thought of doing it just once.

But when she saw the smile on her daughter's face again, when her husband happily tried on her newly bought clothes, and when the old laughter resumed at the dinner table, Long Chuanjuanmei knew it.

It was impossible for her to stop.

After that, Longchuan Juanmei kept repeating this behavior.

Although she still couldn't find the evil thing that was covered by mud and didn't know where it was, she would take away the most infected item every time for purification.

It is true that this approach treats the symptoms rather than the root cause, but it is barely a form of suppression.

At least during this period, there were no victims affected by that evil thing.

Longchuan Juanmei fulfilled the will of her ancestors in another form.

This approach can't be called perfect, let alone half the efforts made by the witches of the past, but this is already the best that Longchuan Juanmei can do.

After all, it is impossible for her to give up her current life, give up her beloved husband and daughter, and run to settle down in that small mountain village that has been covered by mud.

It was the best she could do.

But the accident still happened.

Longchuan Juanmei, who has not practiced seriously, can't be called a witch at all, and she hasn't even learned the skills of witches in the past.

The ability to neutralize the ghost energy all the time depends only on the spiritual power inherited from Longchuan's lineage, which has evolved over the years and has a special ability to suppress that evil object.

After all, Longchuan Juanmei herself is just a low-level psychic user.

Perhaps it was luck at first, and there were no problems with the supernatural items purified by her.

But as time went by and the number of purified items increased, there would always be some mistakes in the hands of Long Chuan Juanmei, a third-rate psychic ability user.

And this is the beginning of this series of events.

Chapter 64 Office Quarrel

Wei Xuxu walked out of the interrogation room in silence.

Like Long Chuan Juanmei, she is also a modern person, even younger than Long Chuan Juanmei, and has a broader vision.

Therefore, Wei Xuxu, like Longchuan Juanmei, can't imagine what kind of persistence and belief those witches of the past have held in order to maintain that bloody and tearful responsibility for a hundred years.

But this doesn't mean that Wei Xuxu can't understand what they did.

In the big country across the sea, the country that gave birth to her and raised her, isn't it the same for those ancestors who swallowed blood and tears in their belly for the sake of the future and future generations?

There will always be some lovely people who are willing to give their all for the people around them and the bright future they imagine.

Back home, Wei Xuxu didn't sleep all night.

The next day, under Shimizu Saki's worried gaze, Wei Xuxu didn't say anything, just smiled and patted her head, opened the door and went out.

Half an hour later, the sixth class office.

Naoki Matsubara, who stayed up all night, heard the sound of the door opening, looked up, and immediately widened his panda eyes in surprise.

"Reed Xuxu?"

He rubbed his eyes and looked at the wall clock on the wall.

Eight in the morning.

"The time is right. Could it be that I'm so sleepy that I'm hallucinating?"

"Go away, I'm also good at going to work normally."

Wei Xuxu went to the sofa and sat down, raising her legs.

"Where's that boy, Naoto?"

"Should be coming soon." Naoki Matsubara cast a sideways glance at Wei Xuxu: "Naoto is a good boy. The Metropolitan Police Department stipulates that he goes to work at 08:30, and he can arrive before 08:30 every day."

.....

There was silence in the office for a while.

Matsubara Naoki sighed and put down his pen.

"Because of the particularity of the primary dyed object, this incident was rated as B-level by the higher authorities... You should know what this means."

"A narrow escape, what else could it be?" Wei Xuxu said indifferently.

"Wei Xuxu!" Naoki Matsubara emphasized his tone: "Since you know it, you shouldn't act impulsively! It's the best plan to deal with it after the people in the second class are free! You can't just—"

"So, how many people will die during this period?"

Wei Xuxu interrupted him.

Facing Wei Xuxu's direct questioning, Naoki Matsubara was speechless.

"According to Longchuan Juanmei, the first dyed object has not been suppressed by spiritual power for at least ten years!"

"Even the Kana River, which was originally used to assist in suppressing the first dyed object, has been cut off in the past few years!"

"Those psychic items infected by primary dyes, in the past few years, have changed from the level that a third-rate psychic user like Longchuan Juanmei can easily purify to the current level of infection that cannot be completely neutralized."

"Then what kind of terrifying state has the ghost energy and resentment on the core primary dyed object been raised to?"

A series of questions made Naoki Matsubara clenched his fists.

Didn't he know what Wei Xuxu said?

It is impossible for him not to know.

If the first dyed object is allowed to continue to infect the surrounding environment and continue to accumulate ghost energy, then the power that will eventually explode will be a disaster that no one can bear.

Naoki Matsubara has been working conscientiously for 13 years since he joined the police force. Before that, he was still working in the First Investigation Section of the Criminal Department, which had the highest sacrifice rate.

He has participated in countless dangerous missions, seen countless life and death, and even had a colleague who was shot by gangsters in front of his eyes, and fell down in front of him covered in blood.