For some reason, as soon as he stood at this entrance, he felt his shoulders heavy and a cold breath lingered on his body and could not be driven away.

This is exactly where the "weird incidents" often occur as Ryoko Kaneno said.

When passers-by passers-by walk past this neighborhood, they often hear some strange calls from children, and sometimes they can see some vague shadows.

There have even been missing incidents here.

However, after the investigation and searching did not find any clues, the police had to give up on continuing the search.

"I don't know what is hidden here."

Hideichi Harukawa shook his head.

But no matter what it is, the necessary preparations still need to be made.

Hideichi Harukawa took out his spiritual tools from his bag.

It was a short black staff.

"Pestle of Spirit"

This is the spiritual tool given to him by Qingchuan Temple when he was dying.

And having this spiritual tool represents his identity as the host of Qingchuan Temple.

Similarly, being able to be entrusted with important tasks in his twenties also indirectly shows that his talent is indeed good.

It is because of this that the young Hideichi Harukawa is inevitably a little competitive in his heart.

But it's just a competitive competitive position.

As for the hostility towards Kitakawaji?

To be honest, Hideichi Harukawa didn't think about that at all.

After all, the other party is now his colleague, and it is extremely undesirable to be hostile to his colleagues.

In addition, maybe Kitagawa Temple is really outstanding, so Ryoko Kaneo name

"But I also want to prove myself a little."

Hideichi Seiji Hyuuchi muttered to himself.

At least we have to prove to Gangno Ryoko that he is not worse than Kitagawa Temple, and that he is not a good person to eat.

That's all.

The solution to the first incident is the best way to prove yourself.

This way, you don’t have to offend Kitakawaji, and you can prove that you are indeed not inferior to the other party.

"I'm sorry, Kitakawa, let me take a step ahead of you this time."

Hideichi Haruka muttered, then walked slowly inward.

The more you go inside, the darker the light is swallowed up, and there are vague resentment around you, causing your body to get heavier and heavier.

Hideichi Harukawa pinched the flashlight and shone it inward.

Dust covered the ground and the round table, and the corners were covered with spider webs.

There is not even a TV in such a huge living room, only a floor-to-ceiling mirror is placed on the edge of the corner.

"Hmm?" Hideichi Harukawa turned around as if he was aware.

The entrance behind it is twisting and deforming.

Just like the esophagus of some kind of monster.

No, no.

It's not just the entrance behind it.

Hideichi Haruka hurriedly turned his face.

At some point, the whole room was twisting and trembling, and everything seemed to be changed by a Haha Mirror, hideous and terrifying.

Hideichi Harukawa no longer hesitates.

He accumulated good thoughts and then smashed them hard at a certain node.

Bang!!!

A tremor came from the ground, accompanied by a clear swaying feeling, and the vision and body stabilized again.

Hidekawa took a deep breath and felt dizzy for a moment.

It’s like some people can’t get used to 3D games, and if they force them to play, they will become dizzy in 3D. The feeling of shaking the sky just now made Hideichi Seiichi Harukawa a little too much to eat.

My body is getting heavier and heavier.

He stretched out his hand and stood in front of the floor-to-ground mirror.

The mirror is illuminated by the light of the flashlight.

Hideicawa took a few breaths, then subconsciously glanced at the glasses.

On the mirror surface shining by the flashlight.

The hairs stood up in an instant!

Hideichi Harukawa couldn't help but raise his head.

Something was lying on his neck.

The spiritual pestle in Seihiro Kyukawa's hand trembled slightly.

He understood.

Why do I feel heavy when I step into this apartment?

The flashlight slides down.

The mirror will shine again in the next moment.

On the smooth mirror, such content is displayed.

A twisted, deformed child vengeful spirit.

He was lying on Hideichi Harukawa's neck.

He pinched his neck tightly!

Kitagawa Temple cooked a delicious meal for Kitagawa Eri at home.

Basically all of them are foods that Kitagawa Eri loves to eat.

Seeing her expression of eating all the food with excitement on her face, Kitakawaji nodded secretly.

The last time I weighed, Kitagawa Eri's weight had increased by two kilograms.

If she persisted, she soon asked herself to take her to lose weight.

Jogging every day, turning fat into nutrients, enhancing her immunity

This is a big chess game carefully prepared by Kitagawa Temple for Kitagawa Eri.

Thinking of this, Kitagawa Temple took out his prepared strawberry pudding and waved to Kitagawa Eri expressionlessly:

“Eri, dessert.”

"Hey?! Now that Sister Weihua is not here, is there really no problem with such a corrupt life?!"

Although Kitagawa Eri said this on her mouth, she couldn't control her movements at all, so she jumped over and took the strawberry pudding away.

Looking at her excited and savoring happiness, Kitakawaji nodded secretly again in her heart.

Weight gain is not the key, the most important thing is to let Kitagawa Eri exercise.

Otherwise, what if a friend asks her to go out to play all day long?

That would be a big salted egg?

In order to avoid this happening, Kitakawaji came up with such a way.

The subsequent rattans are enough.

There should be no problem next.

Just as Kitakawaji was planning to confirm the rattan hidden behind the refrigerator, his cell phone on the desktop suddenly rang.

"Brother Si! Phone!"

Kitagawa Eri ran over with her cell phone.

She was holding a large portion of strawberry pudding in one hand, looking like she was unwilling to let go.

That innocent look made Kitagawaji look sideways, and then he said:

"Yeah. It's troublesome."

After taking the phone handed over by Kitagawa Eri, Kitagawa Temple took a look at the name of the person above.

It was Ryoko Kane who had just sent him home.
To be continued...