The world is restarting

When the bell rang, Conan was pulling Sawada Ya to stand at the stairs, vigilantly looking at the dazed woman in front of the altar.

Her good-looking face was illuminated by the flickering candles, and she seemed to have lost her soul suddenly. She took a slow step forward and stretched out her hand, as if to reach the Buddha bell on the table.

To use an inappropriate analogy, it's like being possessed by a ghost.

This pagoda in the night already had a bit of evil spirit, and this pair of obsessive and entangled couples just went crazy here more than ten minutes ago, and the rest of them went wrong immediately. It seems that there is no problem It's amazing.

While he was on guard, there was a sudden movement behind him.

The scorching crackling sound of flames staggered into roaring circles and swarmed along the stairs, followed by a rocket-like heat wave.

It seems that a whole ton of bombs detonated on the first floor of the pagoda, but there was no impact of the explosion, only the rapid flames.

When Conan turned his head, his pupils shrank suddenly.

The prayer flags standing around the wall were the first to be licked by the flames, and all of them were burned, becoming the best accomplices.The flames covered the sky and covered the sky, followed by the thick smoke that choked the throat.

A scream suddenly sounded amidst the rumble of burning flames, and the ghostly Miss Rigao woke up after being teased by the tongue of flames, and subconsciously screamed, "What's going on?!"

"Ahem..." Conan pulled the loli next to him to the center of the house, turned around and ran to the altar table and shouted at Ri Qingshui, "Bring this clock here with me."

"Huh? Why?"

"Don't ask, hurry up!"

The young man's tone was sharp for a moment, and the oppression and scorching heat were strong and pressing.

Ri Qingshui was shocked and obediently obeyed.

The raging fire has not yet reached the center of the room, but the roof beams above the head have begun to whine unbearably under the flames.

Sawada Ya glanced at the burning tower, and frowned slightly.

Before the bell rang, she had been wondering about one thing. Since the bell in the Five-Fang Pagoda did not come from Daocheng Temple, Keito Matsuo was exactly the same as the onmyoji on the train, trapped in the quagmire of obsession What is the evil state?

Both of them have something to be attached to, and the obsession of getting what they want will indeed create darkness in people's hearts.But whether it is an onmyoji or a monk, most of the time they need to meditate and meditate, and those who can achieve something are those with a firm mind.

It is completely unreasonable for them to fall so easily, something must have affected them.

According to Matsuo Keito's own statement, what deepened his obsession was the Dojoji Bell.

But now it seems that the clock in the five-square tower is clearly fake, what is wrong?

Before she could come up with a result, the monstrous fire had already disrupted her thoughts.

Little Loli lowered her eyes to feel her physical condition, and the heat of boiling spiritual energy had just faded away.According to Qingming's advice to her, it is best not to use spiritual power rashly at this time, otherwise the consequences will be more difficult to bear.

But people are not always able to safely choose the best option.

The encirclement of the blazing flames became smaller and smaller, and the billowing smoke began to make it difficult to breathe.

Sawada Ya sighed, there was no other way.

The blazing tongue of flames had already reached the front, and in the flash, she moved her fingertips, and just about to pop out the Fengshen card, a figure rushed over through the smoke and held her hand.

The ancient clock fell to the ground behind him, hitting the floor so hard that the room was filled with thick smoke and flames.

"Hey, Zetian," she heard Conan's calm voice, "I'll say 'one, two, three' in a moment, you all jump down with me."

Before the words finished, Ri Qingshui screamed in shock, "Are you crazy? This is the fifth floor, you will fall to your death!"

"Stay here and be burned to death or jump down to gamble, you should know how to choose?"

Conan blocked her rebuttal without looking back, and then squeezed Sawada Ya's hand. The broken hair on his forehead was wet with sweat, and his gaze through the lens was particularly focused, "Don't be afraid, trust me .”

At this critical moment, his tone was indescribably strong, but he became more calm and steady.

Then, without waiting for Sawada Ya to reply, he quickly pulled her back a few steps, and glanced at Hi Qingshui who was standing aside, "Get ready."

"one two Three……"

He flew up and kicked hard on the ancient clock, and the bronze Buddha clock smashed into the burning wall like a kicked football and flew out, and the raging fire wall split a gap in response.

Conan grabbed the girl next to him with his backhand, seized the opportunity to cross the line of fire, and jumped towards the deep and high night sky without hesitation.

The high-altitude airflow was baked hot by the flames, and Sawada Ya's long hair was wrapped in the fiery wind. She squinted her eyes in the firelight, and her light-colored pupils contained the tranquil light of the moonlight, reflecting The person in front of you.

The young man's forehead hair was tousled, revealing a soft and immature outline, with a look of vigor beyond his age flaunting in his brows and eyes.The moment he jumped down from the high-altitude fire scene, his pupils were shining brightly against the flames, as if all the shackles wrapped around him were blown away by the strong wind, and the determination and arrogance of a young man buried deep in the bottom were flipped out wantonly.

At that moment, surrounded by the sound of howling wind and the weightlessness of falling from a high altitude, his clear blue eyes seemed to be shining, and there was a sense of unscrupulous arrogance in his ease.

Very strange, even conflicting with his original temperament, but it seems that a vague veil has been lifted, and his whole person is a little more real in Sawada Ya's eyes.

A gust of wind came from nowhere and circled around the tower, holding up the whereabouts of several people.

When it was only a hundred meters away from the ground, Conan shouted down, "Get out of the way!"

The people below were confused by his yelling, so they gathered together and wanted to try to catch them, but when they heard such a sound, they couldn't figure out his way for a while, and were in a dilemma.

Before they could continue to hesitate, a black and white football suddenly popped up in midair, growing bigger and bigger as if being rapidly inflated.

Everyone was stunned, and finally understood what Conan meant, and fled in all directions against the growing shadow.Finally, a large space was cleared under the Five-Party Tower before the football hit the ground. The huge inflatable football hit the ground first, and a safety air cushion made a temporary cameo. The three people following it fell on the air cushion and landed safely.

After more than ten seconds of buffering, the "safety air cushion" deflated and collapsed with a "chi".

The crowd who had been stunned for a while with their eyes wide open rushed up immediately.

Sawada Ya just got up from the air cushion in a daze, and was immediately dragged into a cold embrace.

A few drops of cold water fell on her neck, and she was a little dazed wrapped in the water vapor and the clear breath of her cousin. Amuro's wet hair brushed against the corners of her eyes, leaving some cool dampness.

"... Ni-chan?"

The body of the person holding her was tense like a bow stretched to the extreme, there was a rapid gasp behind her ears, the heartbeat of the young man clinging to her chest was roaring, obviously it was her who had just experienced the moment of life and death, but it seemed like He is the one who survived the catastrophe.

"...I'm sorry, Mi." After a while, Toru Amuro let go of her slowly, and picked up a bit of the wet hair on the side of her face with his fingertips, "I forgot that I was wet."

Ze Tianya was a little at a loss, she carefully grabbed the corner of her cousin's clothes, and looked up into his gray-blue pupils.However, in just a few blinks, the man's eyes could no longer see any clues, and he didn't even give her a chance to say something.

He seemed to have regained his composure, and the momentary intense emotion was like a feather falling in the center of the lake, without a trace in the blink of an eye.

Finally, Ze Tianya shook her head hesitantly. She stretched out her small hand and brushed away her cousin's wet hair that covered her eyes with soft fingers. Looking at his pale face, she subconsciously worried, "I'll catch a cold."

Toru Amuro didn't expect her to say this first. The calmness in his eyes froze slightly, and then he smiled at her nonchalantly without seeing any flaws, "Well, I will pay attention."

The five-square pagoda behind them was still burning in the night, and it seemed that the fire could not be rescued completely.

The vigorous flames turned the face of the abbot of the Buddhist temple green. Most of the tourists who came to their Buddhist temple came for the five-party pagoda. Now this important income has been burned away by the fire, and the abbot has nowhere to cry.

The reason why it caught fire is so bizarre that no one can believe it.

"Matsuo Keito, didn't you get back?" Conan asked.

As soon as the words fell, the joy of saving three lives faded from everyone's faces, and the faces of the police officers present became heavy again. The leading police officer wiped his face, "As soon as he rushed into the stupa, the fire started, and Jumping to the top of the tower in the blink of an eye, it's like..."

As if the whole pagoda was drenched inside and out with gasoline, the tongues of flames formed a big snake and climbed up, which reminded people of the story of the bell in Daocheng Temple. Qing Ji turned into a giant snake and wrapped the bell The scene where I and An Zhen were burned to death together, this kind of thing will be heard as a supernatural story.

"Is that so?" Conan's expression became a little more complicated, and he turned his head to look behind him.The five-party tower standing in the center of the open space is like a huge burning torch, reflecting the sky red.

"Kui..." Ri Qingshui stood in front of the pagoda in a daze, looking at the blazing red light.

Sawada Ya raised his head, saw her looking up, suddenly let out a soft "ah", stretched out his hand to touch his cheek, and felt his hand was wet.

Clear tears fell from her eyes, and she let out another "ah" in a daze, dazed and puzzled.

"Why, why are you crying... I clearly..."

You obviously don't like that person, don't you?

"Hey." Conan suddenly asked softly behind her, "Does reincarnation really exist?"

Sawada Ya turned her head, and the black-haired boy's gaze fell in the same direction as hers. In front of the scorching fire, the delicate and beautiful girl was crying in a daze, without knowing the source of the surging sadness.

Conan: "I heard her say something at the top of the tower."

【But why do I feel that this clock is somewhat familiar...】

The prerequisite for feeling familiar with a counterfeit is to be more familiar with the original.

Who would be so familiar with the bell of Daocheng Temple?

After discovering this, he immediately pulled Sawada Ya away from the people at the altar.

In that case, it was hard for him not to have some guesses.

Who is most familiar with the bell of Daocheng Temple?It wasn't the monk from Daocheng Temple who chanted scriptures in front of the bell, it wasn't An Zhen who hid in the bell, or even the craftsman who cast the bell with his own hands, but the one who was entwined on the bell with infinite grief and resentment. , a girl who pulled the lover in the bell and went to the underworld together with her.

"...It's like Qing Ji's curse." Conan murmured softly.

Having tasted the boundless pain that cannot be obtained by love, in the next life, all these pains and tortures will be returned to the ruthless lover, so that he can also taste the pain in the hell of jealousy and hopelessness.

"..." Sawada shook her head lightly, indicating that she didn't know too well, but, "It existed a long time ago, reincarnation."

At least Seimei existed in that era. As for now...no one knows where the underworld went, so she couldn't answer Conan's question.

"The word '皮' in Keito Matsuo's name means 'treasure' in Chinese." Toru Amuro walked over with one hand in his pocket, his handsome face was illuminated by the flames, and water was still dripping from the hem of his clothes, "And According to legend, the Anma Temple where the monk Anzhen was born is on Mt. Matsuo. As for Riqingshui..."

Hidakahe, Kiyohime, couldn't have hinted more clearly.

He turned around slightly, and looked at the burning pagoda together with the two of them. After a long while, he shook his head mockingly, "Well, maybe we were thinking too much."

Sawada Ya opened his eyes wide, looked at the pagoda, and then at the weeping man standing in front of the pagoda, and murmured in confusion.

"...Is this what Harujizo is referring to?"

When she met Chun Jizang who was traveling and practicing during the day, the other party told him one thing.

"There is a deadlock that has lasted for thousands of years, and there are finally signs that it will be untied recently. If Ji Jun encounters it, please help..."

Harujizo's tall figure walked away with the crisp bell, leaving only this ambiguous prophecy for her.

She didn't think about it at the time, but when she found herself kidnapped in the car, she used a coin to divination.

The hexagram image shows "fate".

So she hesitated for a moment, but finally did not resist.

Is Keito Matsuo really Anjin's reincarnation?After he rushed into the pagoda to set fire to the fire, did Qing Ji's resentment subside?However, Ri Gaoshui kept crying after Guiren's death. Does it mean that the girl who loved An Zhen regretted it in the end?