The moment Kitakawaji stepped into the courtyard of the mansion, warmth peeled off from his body, and a strange chill penetrated into his bone marrow, causing Kitakawaji to tremble instinctively.

The house is covered with gravel and a small pond. From the perspective of Kitakawa Temple, you can also see the cherry blossom trees planted under the yard.

‘Spring is coming, can you see the cherry blossoms again?’

Kitakawaji couldn't help but think of this.

But if you don't enter this Whitish mansion, there is nothing to talk about.

Kitakawaji clenched his backpack tightly, and the cold light appeared faintly in his hand. He stepped on the stairs step by step and came to the door of the mansion.

There is a sign in the center of the already decaying wooden door.

The chrysanthemum patterns painted by the stone white pigment that have been shed.

Seeing this chrysanthemum pattern, Kitagawa Temple subconsciously took out the key that Mamiya Tomoko gave him.

The outlined white chrysanthemum pattern on the flat key handle is the same as the pattern on the door.

"Is this pattern a home pattern?"

The so-called family pattern is the symbol of a family.

"The legend of Japanese chrysanthemums can drive away evil and are solemn and generous. So the question is, is this the family pattern of the Mamiya family or the family pattern of the God-stadt family?"

Kitakawa Temple felt that this was a Magong family pattern more likely. After all, there was a white chrysanthemum pattern on the handle of the key given to him by Magong Dongzi.

But there has not been a specific investigation yet, and he cannot draw a conclusion.

Kitakawaji took a breath, reached out and pushed open the door.

Scream

The unpleasant rotten wood elongated the sound.

A burst of dust rose and came to my face.

Kitagawaji fanned in front of him with his hand, and then turned on the flashlight and looked at it.

The entrance to the mansion is very spacious, and at a rough look, it can be roughly four adult wingspans wide.

Kitakawaji turned on the flashlight and stepped on the wooden board.

Crouch

The wooden floor made an ugly moan. Looking closely, you can still see that the wooden floor is old and has turned black.

Ignoring the uncomfortable sound, Kitagawaji continued to walk inward.

Behind the entrance is a double-door wooden door. The Kitakawa Temple pushed open, and then I saw a spacious and terroir stove.

It is surrounded by wooden floors, with a pot hanging in the middle and a pit surrounded by square stones at the bottom.

This form is called "Yunhun" in Japanese architecture. It is translated as a fireplace in Chinese, similar to the earthen stove used for bacon in this Chinese side.

Kitagawa Temple stepped on, and the columnar light of the flashlight was scurried around with his eyes.

There are doors on the right and left sides, and there are stairs directly on the second floor without handrails in front of him.

Since we need to investigate, of course we must investigate everything clearly.

Kitakawa Temple walked two steps around the fire.

In a corner of the fire, he found an ebony comb with disgusting and dark hair wrapped around it, as if he had just used it today.

Under the sight of the dead air, Kitagawa Temple clearly saw the trace of resentment wrapped around it.

Kitakawaji's heart moved, then pulled off his hair expressionlessly and put the comb into his carrying bag.

After almost exploring the fire in the fire, Kitagawa Temple opened the door to its right.

It should be the kitchen inside, but it's dark inside and can't see anything.

Before Kitakawaji could lift the flashlight, the bitter sound of the wind came towards his head!

He subconsciously lowered his body

Bang.

Accompanied by the crisp sound, Kitakawaji raised his flashlight and turned around and saw half of the rusty kitchen knife inserted into the black door panel.

This is?

Kitakashi's heart moved, a cold light flashed in his hands, a dead breath wrapped in his eyes, and he stepped on the ground, and rushed forward.

In the sight of death, Kitakawa Temple saw the shadow of a spirit body surrounded by resentment.

In response to this, Kitagawaji just said nothing, and his arm was wiping across the other person's neck with a stern.

Puff

It was not until the moment when the head of the resentful spirit flew, that Kitakawa Temple clearly saw the appearance of the resentful spirit.

It was a short and fat woman with an apron wrapped around her body and another ferocious bone-cutting knife in her hand, but the headless one seemed a little at a loss. After a while, she completely turned into resentment and dissipated.

Where the Unknown Cook disappeared, something was oozing out resentment.

It was a book of two paper notes connected together.

Kitakawaji picked up the notes and stayed there for about five minutes.

But he never heard the prompt sound of the system strengthening himself or obtaining skill points.

"What's going on?"

Is there a system error?

Could it be that the system is wrong?

The cook's resentment spirit just now should have been solved by him.

Kitakawaji pondered, then shook his head, not continuing to care about such things.

Anyway, the strength of the resentful spirit just now was not high, and even if it could bring me benefits, it would not be very considerable.

He moved his fingers and flipped through the notes in his hand.

‘What to buy today: natto, brown sugar, fungus, black beans, chicken’

The notes on the first page are all made of ingredients or seasonings to be purchased.

Kitakawaji raised his eyebrows after glanced.

“These ingredients are all needed to replenish blood.”

These are basic common sense and you should know without any medical knowledge.

Kitakawa Temple turns to the next page.

I saw that the yellowed notes said:

‘Hey, Lord Zong Fang took Miss Yongshi out again today. It seems that there is a very important meeting on the God's house that needs to be discussed? Miss Yongshi has always been very good to me, at least I can't let Miss Yongshi suffer a loss in terms of food'

The handwriting is blurred at the back.

"Miss Eternal? The God's Residence? Then, here is indeed the Magong family's residence?"

Combined with the Bai Ju family mangi Kitagawa Temple in front, some situations were also vaguely guessed.

The Magong family and the Shenjue family do not share this three-story building.

This is just the territory of the two Zhongmagong families.

He carefully put the two notes into his notebook, and Kitakawaji stood up with a flashlight.

The kitchen side is exploring, and it’s time to go to the door on the left to take a look.

Kitakawa Temple walked through the fire to the left door.

But for some reason, the door here seemed to be bonded to the ground wall and could not be pushed open at all.

Kitagawa Temple turned his wrist and decided to start. He simply cut the dead energy across the cross-cutting knife, and then kicked the wooden door that was cut in half but still stuck together by resentment.

call

Kitakawa Temple entered it without saying a word.

A dark corridor came into view, and there were also connection ropes on both sides of the ceiling above. The miserable white imperial coins were sprinkled, like a shaking ghost hand.

There is a He-style sliding door on the right side of the corridor, and Kitakawaji will open the door casually

This is more like a hidden guest reception room than in the fireplace.

The small square table full of dust makes people frown with a bad smell.

Kitakawaji had gone around it and planned to come out after not finding anything.

But the moment he stepped out of the reception room, a sound came from behind him.
Chapter completed!