Touched by a ghost, I choose death

The woman in the priestess costume was an old acquaintance with Nanaya, and when she saw the two approaching, she came out to greet them with a smile.

No one would have thought that there is a hole in the shrine.One side of the courtyard, small bridges and flowing water, quiet and mysterious.

Led by the mysterious woman, the two walked through a secluded corridor and came to a Japanese room.

Curls of incense linger in the Japanese-style room, mellow and elegant, refreshing.Taking a deep breath, it seemed that the restless heart became peaceful.

The woman smiled and poured tea for the two, her elegant and skillful movements were very enjoyable, but the two who came this time didn't put their minds on it.

Sitting on the tatami, after some polite greetings, Nanaya told the whole story about the recent events.

The woman sitting on the ground in front of her only thought for a moment, then said slowly, "Maybe you have met a Yinmo Luogui."

Seeing Atobe's puzzled expression, she continued to explain: "This is a kind of resentful spirit formed after death by a man who harbored resentment in his life."

"If you want to talk about the solution, you can only eliminate the resentment in its heart."

Atobe frowned, he didn't like this kind of pretentious feeling.

Probably the worst situation is that Asahi and Qiya are the nurses, and the shrine maiden in front of her is playing tricks to get money.It's just that the strange things he saw told the truth of all this over and over again.But he can't do nothing and become a fat meat to be slaughtered.

"Atobe-kun's eyes tell me that you don't believe me." The witch frowned, her eyes suddenly curved into crescents.

"You don't have a bargaining chip that people can trust." Atobe sank his eyes, and hit a straight ball without any courtesy.

From the elegant temperament, calm attitude, and being able to see through his thoughts at a glance, Keigo Atobe felt that the miko in front of him was not simple.

Her eyes are as clear as a green spring, but as deep as the sea. With just a glance, she feels that there must be a little-known story hidden in them.

"That's right," the witch nodded, as if she had expected it.Then she put a guard on the wooden table, "Then let's try this."

Atobe gently picked up the omamori.

In my impression, he once received a shou, which was given to him during the national competition, but in the end, he still lost to the Youth Academy and missed the semi-finals.Facts have proved that relying on the sky is not as good as relying on oneself, and luck is also part of strength.

"Other words, wait until they are effective." The witch seemed to predict that they would come again, and continued to smile, but it made people feel that she was wearing a Noh mask, without the slightest warmth that belonged to a smile.

If it is said that Asahi Nanaya wears an indifferent and indifferent mask, but there is still a human vitality between the expressions.But the woman in front of her has a feeling of returning to nothingness when she frowns and smiles. She seems to be smiling, but she has no sense of joy at all, which makes people shudder.

"If you have anything to say in Nana, you can talk to me next time." Seeing Nana who was hesitating to speak, the witch smiled and nodded to her, and then handed her a slightly puffed cloth bag, which was embroidered with not An ordinary pattern, but a very strange pattern, at first glance it looks a bit like a round fan.

Walking out of the temple gate, Atobe breathed a sigh of relief, but he cast aside such thoughts in an instant.

He wasn't afraid or in awe, it was just that he felt a little stuffy in his heart, as if stuffed with a ball of cotton, it was soaked by water, and it weighed heavily on his heart.Strange things happened one after another during this period, and he didn't even have a good night's sleep. His whole body was like a straw in the wind, and he was about to fall down. However, he still maintained the posture of ruling the world.When he really calmed down, a sense of fatigue flooded his body.

After stepping out of the hall, Qiye walked to the side.

Atobe watched her throw a coin, folded his hands together, bowed his head reverently for a few seconds, and then shook the thick hemp rope in front of the worship hall twice.

The wind chime on the rope made a crisp sound, echoing in the quiet shrine, it was really ear-piercing.

After finishing this series of things, Nanaya turned and walked towards Atobe.

However, when she approached Atobe, the first sentence she asked made him speechless: "Do you have five yuan?"

"Why does my uncle have that thing?" Atobe glanced at the girl in front of him speechlessly, as if she would always ask questions that were diametrically opposed to his values, and didn't think there was anything wrong with it.

"That's it." Qiye nodded clearly.

If you think about it, you know, I heard that the eldest son of the Atobe family has never even visited a supermarket, so how could he bring change?

Sometimes she would feel that such a young master who doesn't eat the fireworks of the world has lost much fun for ordinary people?But after thinking about it, that group of people has a unique happiness, and how can others experience it?It's all because Zi Feiyu knows the joy of fish.

"If you have five yuan in the future, you can deliberately stay." She found the bicycle outside the torii gate and turned her back to him.It's rare to chat.

"Why?" Subconsciously asked, but the moment he said it, Atobe understood the meaning.

The pronunciation of Wuyuan is very similar to that of Youyuan. Presumably people think it can increase well-being and is a lucky item.

"We don't seem to be from the same world." Qiye said coolly, but there was a hint of teasing in his words.

Even if you don't know how to go to the supermarket or ride a bicycle, that's all. You don't even know such conventional things.

However, Nanaya didn't know it at this time. Atobe grew up in England, so he didn't know much about Japanese culture.

Atobe snorted coldly, acquiescing to this statement.

They were not from the same world.A publicity is as dazzling as the sun, and a low-key is as gloomy as a shadow.If it weren't for this adventure, probably there would be no intersection in this life.

And when Qiye got on the bicycle, Atobe frowned and said to her, "Get down."

He was answered with a big puzzled face.

Qiye stared at Atobe with a bad face, at first he was a little puzzled as to why he showed such a disgusted expression, but it became clear after a while.

She was in an emergency just now and she didn't have much thought to think about other things, but now when she thinks about it, she rarely has the urge to laugh.

Well, she was also the one who drove the young master of the Atobu, and she still used a bicycle. I wonder how many people dropped their jaws in surprise?

No wonder he had such a bad face when he saw her walking out holding the bicycle.

But even the folk customs are not known, can the young master Atobe, who does not eat human fireworks, really know how to ride a bicycle?

"Are you questioning my uncle's skills?" Atobe raised his voice a little bit and asked with some dissatisfaction.

Under his understanding, the appearance of the girl in front of him at this time is quite a bit of death.

"That's not true." Qiye shook his head, then got out of the car obediently, held on to the handrail, and made an inviting gesture to him.

Sitting on the back seat of the girl's bicycle, Master Atobe's heart must be broken.She felt that even if he walked back on foot at this time, he would not let such an unglamorous thing happen again.So between letting Master Atobe break his shame again and ensuring her personal safety, she silently chose the former.

Facts have proved that Qiye's worries are correct.

When the two rode for less than 20 meters, she couldn't help sighing because of the crooked track.She didn't exclaim in surprise, after all, this was expected earlier.Amidst the bumps and swaying, she still couldn't sit still, but fortunately she reacted in time and supported the ground with her hands, otherwise she would have fallen to a disgraced and tragic end.

Rubbing her rubbed knee, Qiye let out a breath.

She was not caught by the ghost, but was defeated by Master Atobe's bicycle, which is ridiculous to say the least.

"My uncle promises that there will never be a next time!" Carefully helping the girl up, Atobe swears angrily.

Atobe Keigo felt that today must be the least gorgeous day in his life.

The first is to shamelessly sit on a bicycle and be picked up by a girl.Even though it happened for a reason, it's infuriating in retrospect.However, the anger in his chest has nowhere to go, and he can only hide it silently in his heart.

Then I rode a bicycle for the first time. I thought that with my excellent sense of balance, there should be no problem, but I still underestimated the difficulty of leading people to ride a bicycle.

He, who has always been a gentleman, actually threw the girl to the ground!

So sure enough, he is at odds with something that ordinary people would ride!

He dubiously got on the back seat of the bicycle, and after riding for a certain distance, Qiye couldn't help but admire the self-study ability of the starting department.

It looks like it is the first time to ride a bicycle, but it can carry people and speed smoothly.Fortunately, this road is deserted, and the difficulty is greatly reduced.

She stretched out her arms, feeling the light kiss of the wind, like countless elves passing through the gaps in her hair, dancing on the corners of her clothes and arms, and the cold touch made her narrow her eyes comfortably.

It seems that it has not been so easy for a long time.

"If you fall this time, then don't blame me." Atobe's faint voice came from the wind.

He obviously didn't look back, but he knew what she was doing, did he have eyes behind his back?Qiye withdrew her hand silently, a little puzzled.

In the process of returning, I don't know if the guard given by the mysterious priestess played a role, the whole road was unimpeded, and the terrible thing of being chased by the "ghost" just now did not happen again.

The wind slapped against his cheeks, and lifted the broken hair on Atobu's forehead.Maybe the two bad impressions just now were too deep, even if he was able to ride proficiently, he didn't feel the slightest pleasure.

So when the driver of the Atobe family watched his young master slowly approaching him on a bicycle, he finally accepted "the young master experiences the fun of the countryside", and his young heart was hit hard again.

Atobe stopped not far from his luxury car, and handed the bicycle back to Nanaya.

Just when Qiye was about to say goodbye to him, Atobe waved at her with an unusually strong attitude: "Follow."