History of the construction of Hanamaru [Comprehensive]

"Oh, let's go back." Kaguya Ji walked away from her bamboo and walked on the ground.

"Don't, don't be afraid! There is nothing to be afraid of! I am so powerful, those ghosts and monsters dare not approach me! Kaguya Ji, don't worry! I will definitely protect you."

Jinyu Ji patted her small breasts, looked nervously at the dark surroundings, and couldn't help but squeeze into the crowd.

"Goldfish Ji... you are so kind." Kaguya Ji was moved and burst into tears.

"Then, of course! Kaguya Hime is my best friend!"

"...In that case, can you stop squeezing my way?" Zashiki-douji pulled Jinyu Ji's hand from his arm.

"What's the matter?" Jinyu Ji couldn't hold back after being exposed.

"Do you want to go further inside?" Yaoyan walked in the front with a lantern on, and he turned his head to look at Tsurumaru who was one step behind him.

Tsurumaru nodded, "Of course, it is said that white-clothed ghosts often appear here, floating here."

Yao Yan turned his head and looked at the huddled group, huddled behind him, the daggers and shikigami poking around, he sighed.

"...But, this is already out of the scope of Yinyangliao, isn't it the strange story of Yinyangliao?"

"Of course forget it! How can it be counted!"

The place where they are now is the abandoned house next to Yinyang Liao, because when Guanhu was playing bamboo pipes one time, he didn't notice that there were demon powers inside, so he broke through the wall between Yinyang Liao and the neighboring house.

At first, Abe Seimei wanted to find someone to fix it, but he was busy with things and investigating the cracks in the underworld, and no one came to complain about them, so he forgot about it.

The hole stayed there all the time, and was used by Tsurumaru as a prop to scare everyone.

"Well, isn't this pretty good, let's just enjoy this trip to the haunted house." Emboldened by Shikigami and the dagger, Qing Jiang walked at the end of the line.

He stopped, looked at the unusually blooming cherry blossom trees and peach blossom trees in the grassy courtyard, and smiled slightly.

"Do you know?" There was a smile in his voice, and it looked extraordinarily weird in this dilapidated house, "I heard from the old man in the Yinyang House that the ghosts that wander here are very fond of playing tricks, and they are best at disguising themselves as ghosts. Others, blend in with the crowd."

As a very famous spirit knife, Qing Jiang was also named after killing ghosts, his words are very convincing.

Let everyone's faces turn pale, and let go of the other's hand in an instant.

A drop of water suddenly fell on Bodo's forehead, his eyes widened in horror, and the plots that often appeared in horror movies slowly emerged in his mind.

He stretched out his hand tremblingly, wiped it, praying that it must not be blood, and looked down, "...water?"

"It's raining." Hou stretched out his hand to catch the raindrops dripping from the broken eaves, turned his head and asked, "What should we do? Shall we go back?"

The tense atmosphere thus eased down.

"Go, go back?" I don't know who said it, and everyone who wanted to retreat began to agree, talking about the reasons for going back.

Qing Jiang smiled and said nothing, the drizzle was blowing on his face with the wind, and he lifted the bangs that covered his eyes a little, revealing the eyes with different-colored pupils, which were extremely strange against the night.

"There's really nothing we can do about you, so let's go back."

Tsurumaru is also a little helpless, the number of people who want to go back is more than those who agree to continue the adventure, the complete minority obeys the majority, he has nothing to do with this, he can't press their heads and move forward.

The initiator of the event said so, and everyone turned around and prepared to go back.

It's not that they are timid, but that the weather is not good, and it rains at such a moment.

Bao Ding, who was always worried and afraid of seeing something bad, heaved a sigh of relief, and he followed everyone's footsteps and turned around.

Suddenly, when he turned around, the corner of his eye that passed somewhere inadvertently caught a touch of white.

Bao Ding looked over suspiciously, then opened his eyes wide in horror, his lips trembled, and let out an extremely miserable scream.

"What's wrong?" Everyone followed Bao Ding's gaze.

Just in time, a rumbling thunder exploded in their ears.Then, a thunderbolt flashed across the sky, illuminating the direction Baoding was looking at.

Even through the heavy rain, everyone could clearly see the white figure hanging in the corridor, blowing in the wind.

Everyone's face suddenly turned pale, they swallowed, and stared at that white face stiffly.

The white figure seemed to have spotted them and drifted over slowly.

"... Hurry up, run away!" Shantu's words brought back everyone's thoughts, and the quickest reaction immediately grabbed the people around him, yelled and ran away.

In just a few seconds, the previously crowded corridor immediately became empty.Probably because they were too scared, they even threw the lanterns used for lighting on the ground, and there were still a few obvious footprints on them.

"Aren't you going to run?" Qing Jiang picked up the lantern, and he glanced at Tsurumaru who was holding his belly and smiling happily.

"Hahahahaha, of course you don't need it." Tsurumaru managed to hold back a laugh, but still shrugged his shoulders.

He waved his hand and pulled over the 'ghost' that was still floating in this direction.

Taking a closer look, it was not a ghost that frightened those shikigami and daggers to run away screaming, but a doll in a white skirt.

Tsurumaru was in a great mood, he pinched the doll under his arm, "Let's go back quickly, it would be wonderful if we were discovered."

Qing Jiang glanced at him with a half-smile, but didn't reply.

There was another thunder from the sky, and it struck the courtyard. Tsurumaru was so frightened that he thought it was God's revenge for his prank.

The sound of the rain grew louder, covering all the objects with a hazy veil like a curtain, making it difficult for people to see clearly.

"Huh? That's it?" Tsurumaru narrowed his eyes and walked to the edge of the corridor involuntarily.

Under the peach blossom tree whose petals had been knocked down by the rain, a strange long thing was twisting.

As if for the occasion, the light brought by Lei illuminated the sky and illuminated the object.

Tsurumaru saw the object clearly with the light, it looked a bit like a branch, but it was a bit different, he had never seen a branch that looked like a human hand.

The object twisted for a while, and suddenly, another object as long as it got out of the ground.

The two of them are attached to the ground, and the flat soil in front of them is constantly shaking and rising high.

Another flash of thunder flashed, and the raised mound broke open, and a round object appeared, and then the circle slowly went up, and the soil continued to slide down from its body.

Tsurumaru gasped, and when he saw clearly what the object under the peach blossom tree was, he was so frightened that he immediately threw away the doll in his arms and ran away.

"There is a ghost!!!!" The corpse is cheating!

It was this terrified cry that Jiang Xue, who finally crawled out of the coffin after a lot of effort, heard.

Pushing away the long hair in front of him that blocked his sight, he stood up in doubt, where is the ghost?

Qing Jiang hugged the puppet that was thrown away by Tsurumaru, and stood in the corridor, smiling as he watched the wet, long-haired ghost walking towards him.

The good detection value allowed him to see the true face of the 'ghost', and Qing Jiang couldn't help but slightly opened his eyes.

"It is you."

*

Here, the people who ran back to Yinyangliao non-stop found that Tsurumaru and Qingjiang had not returned, and realized that they had been fooled.

"It looks like we've been tricked." Yaoken twisted a few times before he didn't know who was caught and led him away. When he let go, his wrist was already red and swollen.

"It's too much! Let's go back to Mr. Tsurumaru and discuss it! How could he do this."

The daggers and shikigami who were so frightened didn't object at all. Just as they were about to go back to trouble Tsurumaru with pride, they found that Tsurumaru had come out of the house.

Looking at the shikigami and daggers glaring at him, Tsurumaru took a step back, not knowing why, "Why are you looking at me like this?"

"Why do you think we are looking at you like this? It's not all your good deeds, Tsurumaru-san." Angry.

"What did I do?" Tsurumaru was a little dazed, "Speaking of which, what about you people, I've been waiting for you here for a long time, but I didn't see you, so I thought you let me go."

Everyone was stunned.

"But... Mr. Tsuru, you were clearly with us just now..." No matter how slow he was, Taiko Bell realized that something was wrong, and his voice gradually weakened.

Shantu sneered a few times, "How, how is it possible, he was right next to us just now, this guy must have come back first, trying to scare us on purpose!"

"I can prove that Tsurumaru and the others were indeed with us just now." Hotaru and Hotaru walked out of the house one after the other.

"........."

"..."

Deathly quiet.

"Could it be that..." Akita's face turned pale, and he couldn't help but think of the legend Qingjiang said.

Everyone looked at each other for a while, then dispersed, each ran back to their own room, got under the covers and shivered.

Tsurumaru was puzzled, "What's wrong with them?"

Yingcao shook her head in confusion, "...I don't know."

*

"Thank you."

Taking the teacup from Three-Tailed Fox, Jiang Xue thanked her and took a sip of tea.

The warm tea entered his stomach, and after a while of ironing, his limbs and bones seemed to be warmed by it, dispelling the uncomfortable dampness he got in the rain.

"Brother Jiang Xue." Xiao Ye walked over with a towel.

Jiang Xue put down her teacup, turned her head slightly to look at him, her gaze softened, and she called softly, "Xiaoye."

"Yeah." Xiao Ye knelt down beside Jiang Xue, carefully wrapped a lock of wet hair with a towel, and wiped it gently.

Jiang Xue sighed, and stroked Xiao Ye's hair, "I'll do it."

Saya shook her head.

"I'm sorry for making you stay alone for so long, Xiaoye."

Xiaoye's body froze, and he blinked his eyes a little shyly.Looking up, Jiang Xue had already opened her arms to him.

Pursing his lower lip, Xiao Ye threw himself into Jiang Xue's still wet embrace without hesitation. He silently grabbed Jiang Xue's clothes tightly without saying a word.

"I'm helping cook the ginger soup over there. You guys are all good, hugging each other." Zong San put the stewed blackened ginger soup on the table.

Jiang Xue hugged Xiao Ye, and looked at Zong San quietly.

Zong San was the first to lose. He sighed, stepped forward and hugged Jiang Xue, "Welcome back, brother Jiang Xue."

"Well, I'm back."

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