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Hyakki Night Walk: Chapter 157 Chapter 2 Minamoto Raimitsu

"Since the two insist on this, the old monk will not stop it." The old host sighed.

If there is no torrential rain outside, or if they are a little younger, even if the villains drive him away, they will be driven away, but if they are forced to endure such a heavy rain, it will undoubtedly make people die.

"The history of this temple can be traced back to Emperor Suiko..." while walking the old host, he introduced the history of Sensoji Temple.

In the empty and dark corridor, you can see some monks passing by, with strange eyes and hurried steps.

"Because of that incident, it's been a long time since everyone dared to come to stay overnight." The old host smiled and explained to them, leading them to stop.

"Two, here we are, these two."

The two adjoining rooms left to them by the old host.

Open the sliding door, about ten square meters in size, with a tatami mat on the floor and an unlit candle on the table.

There is a cabinet next to the wall, which contains a thin quilt and a few candles on it.

The wall is very thin, Lin Qingsu could hear the voice from the next door, probably because the old host thought he was weak and the purple-eyed woman came here specially for the monster, so she chose two adjacent rooms without soundproofing. There is a take care of it.

"Asakusa Temple? Ghosts?"

Lit the candle, watched the dancing flame Lin Qingsu frowned and thought.

There must be something strange in Sensoji Temple that didn't run away.

But he really didn't know whether the old host and the purple-eyed woman were enemies or friends. Although the two of them were very close and he didn't feel any strangeness, the temple was really full of weirdness.

After much deliberation, Lin Qingsu simply raised the sword, opened the door and walked out.

'Wow. '

The door of the room next door opened at the same time as if it had been agreed upon.

Lin Qingsu and the purple-eyed woman looked at each other.

The purple-eyed woman was still wearing that outfit, but she took off her bamboo hat, her whole body was still covered tightly, only her eyes were exposed.

Lin Qingsu nodded at her.

The woman was startled, and then realized that he didn't want to talk to her, so she nodded, and the two turned around and walked in two different directions at the same time.

Lin Qingsu really can't trust anyone.

The old abbot seemed to be kind-hearted, and there was nothing wrong with his words, but at the door, he felt that the malice in the temple was too strong.

And it's all his one-sided words, who can guarantee that what he said is true.

Of course, the best thing for him at the moment is to ask the purple-eyed woman. She must have come here for a purpose, so she should be quite aware of it, but her whereabouts are too suspicious, and Lin Qingsu really can't believe it.

At that time, the reason why he didn't agree to the woman's proposal to send him away was because he couldn't let go of the man's face and because he couldn't trust the woman.

But the old host is right, that is, Sensoji Temple must have been very popular in the past.

It's also too big.

There is a wooden space floor under your feet, and you can make the sound of 'Ta' and 'Ta' when walking on it.

After wandering around for a long time, Lin Qingsu stopped at the door of a sliding door, looking at the malice that was so thick that it almost turned into substance, Lin Qingsu put her right hand on the sword, and her left hand pressed the door frame.

In this huge temple full of malice, this room in front of me is like a light in the dark, outstanding.

There was heavy rain pouring in the courtyard behind her, Lin Qingsu's body was tense and her mind was highly concentrated, her hand on the door turned to the left...

"what are you doing here?"

Lin Qingsu turned her head, and a young monk was looking at him suspiciously.

"I'm lost." Lin Qingsu withdrew her hand calmly.

"Your room is not here, this is my room."

The young monk asked, "Are you one of the two people the host just brought in?"

"Yes."

"Oh, that's right. The host thought you hadn't eaten, so he asked me to deliver some food to your room, but I didn't see you." The young monk said, "Hurry up and go back, or you won't be able to eat in a while." The food will be cold."

"But I don't know how to go back." Lin Qingsu smiled wryly, always keeping in mind the character setting.

The young monk smiled cheerfully: "I'll take you back."

The young monk was very cheerful, and within a few steps, he curiously asked him how he came here, where he came from, and if he hadn't heard any recent rumors about the temple, but Lin Qingsu also followed the clues to ask after repeating what he had said before. Tell him about the temple.

It's not much different from what the old host said.

After walking for about two minutes, the young monk pointed to the room in front of him: "Here, this is your room."

Lin Qingsu opened the door, and sure enough, she saw the burning candle on the table. The time and the burning speed measured just now were not too long or short, and it was her own room.

There was still a bowl of vegetarian food on the table, and the candle that was placed at the door when he went out had already rolled to the table.

"Thank you." Lin Qingsu turned around and asked, "What's your name?"

"Yono Yuta."

The young monk grinned: "Then I'll go first, you eat quickly, and go on the road early after eating."

Lin Qingsu was taken aback, but it was only in the blink of an eye that the young monk in front of him seemed to have evaporated from the world, and he was no longer seen.

Lin Qingsu turned to look sideways.

There was no one in the room, the candles were still burning, but the fast food on the table was gone.

After a long silence, Lin Qingsu turned around and quickly walked to the door next door, and knocked on the door.

"What's up?"

"I hit a ghost."

There was a rustling sound in the room, followed by a 'come in'.

Lin Qingsu opened the door, the woman on the bed had just lit a candle, she was still wearing a black overcoat that concealed her figure.wearing a hood.

On the wall facing the gate, there is a bright red word 'death' written on it.

The nose twitched slightly, and there was a smell of blood. The writing was not paint but blood, which still flowed slowly.

"Who wrote this word?"

Seeing Lin Qingsu calmly look away from the bloody word 'death', the purple-eyed woman's eyes flickered slightly.

"I don't know." The purple-eyed woman shook her head: "I just came back from looking for the old host."

Lin Qingsu's expression changed: "Did you see that he sent a young man to deliver food to me?"

Hearing this, the purple-eyed woman had a weird look on her face: "No, on the contrary, he invited me to have dinner with you at his place, but I just entered your room and didn't find you."

"Someone stopped me just now, and he said that the old host asked him to bring me food."

The two fell silent while talking, and looked at each other.

The purple-eyed woman frowned slightly, as if she was thinking about something, while Lin Qingsu had a toothache.

"I just wanted to ask the old host where the statue was picked up."

"How did he answer?"

"After that night the idol was lost."

The purple-eyed woman looked at him after she finished speaking, and Lin Qingsu said: "I went around the temple just now and roughly figured out the layout of the periphery."

"I felt something was wrong outside a room, and I was about to go in to have a look, but the man, no, it should be said that a ghost suddenly appeared and stopped me."

"Then he brought him back and told me, 'Hurry up and get on the road after dinner.'."

Lin Qingsu paused and glanced at the word 'death' on the wall.

One goes on the road and the other dies, which means the same thing.

"Then I wanted to kill him, but he suddenly disappeared in the blink of an eye, and then I came to you."

Lin Qingsu asked: "By the way, what was the name of the monk who picked up the statue before?"

"Yono Yuta." The purple-eyed woman replied.

Lin Qingsu's pupils shrank slightly, and then she pretended to be flat and said: "Where is he? Have you looked for him?"

The purple-eyed woman shook her head: "He is the only dead monk in Sensoji Temple."

"Want to go around together again?"

"it is good."

Lin Qingsu took the purple-eyed woman to the room where she met Yone Yuta just now, but when she opened it, she found many resting monks.

After apologizing to the monks who were woken up, Lin Qingsu walked around the temple with the purple-eyed woman for a while, memorized the rough map in her head, and went to her room to guard with her.

After one night, nothing happened until the monk knocked on the door.

But Lin Qingsu couldn't leave.

Because, there was a heavy rainstorm outside all night, and there was still no sign of abating at this time.

......

Lin Qingsu declined the monk's invitation for breakfast, and returned to her room alone.

Although I am very hungry, I can still go without eating for a day or two. At present, the problem of sleepiness is better and safer to solve than eating.

He really can't trust anyone.

A small trap was made at the door to prevent someone from 'floating' in while he was asleep. Lin Qingsu tried again to confirm that the simulator did not respond, and then got into the room with his clothes on, and the unilateral token of love with the general manager in his arms. in bed.

Accompanied by the sound of rain, the exhaustion accumulating from eating, drinking and sleeping in the open these days came to my mind after a sleepless night, and Lin Qingsu quickly fell asleep.

......

'despair. '

'Tack. '

'Tattoo. '

Lin Qingsu was awakened by the knock on the door.

It's light, like cheating people in the closet and people outside saying 'is your husband gone? ', almost inaudible in the sound of the rainstorm.

"Who?" Lin Qingsu asked cautiously.

The door was gently opened, and a plump purple figure appeared at the door.

She has long purple hair that reaches her buttocks, her eyebrows are picturesque and soft like spring water, her figure is tall and plump, her pair of soft and exaggerated huge ones do not give people the slightest sense of disobedience, her waist is irregularly slender, her thighs are Plump and firm.

"Yuan Laiguang?" Lin Qingsu called out subconsciously, looking into her eyes.

The eyes are the same as that of the purple-eyed woman, except that there is no coldness and rationality in them, and they are full of concern that is so intense that it almost melts.

The most outrageous thing is that she is only covered with a purple tulle that doesn't know where to hide her body.

"Are you okay?" She walked in, closed the door, and walked with her slender and plump thighs, seeing that her thighs were tightly intertwined.

Lin Qingsu looked away, looked at the soft-eyed woman who was close at hand, and wanted to draw out her sword and kill her.

But when she stretched out her hand to touch it, Lin Qingsu suddenly found that the sword that had been in her bosom had disappeared, and her bosom was empty.

Minamoto Raimitsu didn't seem to notice his vigilance, knelt down in front of him, and stretched out his hand.

Putting her hand on Lin Qingsu's face, she gently stroked her face with a soft and gentle smile, and then gently hugged Lin Qingsu.

"I haven't eaten, you must be hungry." Yuan Laiguang said softly.

Without any answer, Lin Qingsu blinked her eyes but couldn't make a sound, as if her body was not her own.

The weird scene made Lin Qingsu feel extremely unreal.

Silin Sword is...

"I know you're hungry." Yuan Laiguang reached out and touched his head, then cupped his face with both hands: "Come on, eat mommy..."

Seeing her face being held and gradually getting closer to the unbelievably softer face than Arturia, Lin Qingsu was surprised and suspicious.

He suddenly had a very strong intuition.