Chapter 1: The Kitayama Family

Japan, Tokyo. The seventeen year old Kitayama Jinghuang was slowly walking along a section of uphill road with her school bag on her back. Just then, behind her were three girls trailing closely behind. "This guy who looks like a dead man ……" "She should have realized that we're following her, right? But it seems like none of them are reacting?" "That's right, it's weird." "This ramp is also too tiring to walk, her house is built in such a high place ah?" Kitayama Keiho walked up to the front door of her house, her home was a detached two-story house, purchasing a house that big in the outskirts of Tokyo shows how high the financial conditions are. She rang the doorbell. The door then opened. The three girls peeked aside to check it out, murmuring, "I was at school earlier, and there were some strange rumors I heard. The Kitayama family, it doesn't seem too unusual." "How unusual?" "Well, there are all sorts of accounts, I guess. To put it simply, if it's someone who is haunted by some unclean thing, they will go to their family ……" At this moment, Kitayama Jinghuang had already walked inside the house. Inside the living room, she saw her mother who was sitting inside the living room. "Jing Huang, you're here." Her mother, Kitayama Yuriko, looked at her daughter who walked in at this time and said, "You succeeded in taking a vacation from school, right?" "Uh-huh." Kitayama Jinghuang nodded slightly and said, "Then I'll go to my room first, there's more homework today." "You go." Kitayama Jinghuang walked along the stairs a little bit towards the upper floor, while at this moment, Kitayama Yuriko slowly opened the drawer of a side cabinet and took out a hospital test report inside. The diagnosis in the report was clear – advanced colon cancer. "Having had surgery before, I thought I could still support myself for a while, but I didn't expect it to deteriorate so quickly after this recurrence. Now, it's useless to have another surgery. But, if I have to die, I absolutely can't die outside, I must die inside the family's ancestral house ……" Upstairs, Beishan Jinghuang walked into her room and had just put down her book bag when her cell phone rang. She took out her cell phone and looked at it, the face that had been as cold as ice finally revealed a trace of warmth, the person who contacted her was her brother, Beishan Jinglong. She immediately connected her cell phone and a video of her brother, Kitayama Jinglong, appeared. "Brother," Beishan Jinghuang sat down, revealing a rare hint of a smile, "We're going to meet soon." "We haven't seen each other for a long time either, Jing Huang." Kitayama Jinglong revealed a hint of a smile and said, "Alas, if you hadn't had to inherit the position of witch at the family shrine, we wouldn't have had to be separated from each other. Mom has been receiving treatment in Japan again because of her poor health …… Mom how is her health now?" "After the surgery at the end of last year, she still doesn't look too good now. According to the Chinese saying, it's kind of a flush." "Well …… good, no accident, two days later we can meet in Moromachi." Hearing the words "Moro Machi", a look of intense uneasiness gradually swept across Kitayama Jing Huang's eyes, "Brother, in fact, even if you're going to come to Japan to hold the wedding, I don't want it to be in the family's ancestral home in Moro Machi." "Jing Huang?" "When I was a child, after that incident, I never wanted to go near there again. Also, I'm especially afraid of Grandfather he ……" Beishan Jinglong had a few moments of silence for a while. "Jinghuang, I actually have similar thoughts, but, there's no way. You know, this is the family rule ……" "I read the novel you wrote, brother. You wrote these things because ……" "Ahem, all that, there's no need to talk about it. It would have been difficult for me to meet the relatives of the Kitayama family when we were separated." "I see." Even so, Beishan Jinglong could still see the lingering fear between his sister's brows. Afterward, Beishan Jinghuang and Beishan Jinglong chatted for a long time. "Black ghost fire? Is that the author you mentioned who also writes for Singularity.com like you?" "Well, I did invite him to come along to the wedding." "In that case, then whatever, brother." While the two were chatting, Yuriko Kitayama was inside the restroom, having a servant inject her with an injection. "Ma'am, this drug ……" "I'm going to hold it up, hold it up until my son gets married ……" Kitayama Yuriko gripped the corner of her coat in a death grip, "This is a newly imported drug from the United States, it can temporarily inhibit organ failure and other superficial symptoms brought on by advanced cancer, as well as strong pain-relieving properties." "Mrs. ……" "I absolutely can't die outside of my ancestral home …… And I can't go back to my ancestral home for a while until the wedding is held. I can only continue to grit my teeth and support myself, and until then, I can't die, absolutely can't die!" Precisely because of this latest high-tech anti-cancer drug developed in the United States, Yuriko Kitayama was able to suppress the symptoms of her advanced stage colon cancer. "I still don't understand, ma'am, as long as it's within the ancestral home, it doesn't matter if you pass away? The frequent use of this drug has the potential to further shorten your lifespan." "It's okay …… It's okay ……" After the injection was completed, Yuriko Kitayama finally felt the pain inside her body lessen a lot. After the pain was alleviated, she finally breathed a sigh of relief. And not long after she had just relaxed, she heard her cell phone ring. Yuriko Kitayama picked up her cell phone. "Hello ……" "Hello, um, it's quite presumptuous to call out of the blue, I may not speak Japanese very well …… I'm a friend of Ms. Ninety-Nine Midori, my name is Ko Ginyu and I'm from China ……" "I can speak Chinese." "Oh, it's great that you understand Chinese. Miss Nineteen Green contacted you recently, correct? I have a record of your call on her home phone." "Yes, I contacted her recently." "As a matter of fact, we recently came to Tokyo to look for her, but, couldn't find her." Yuriko Kitayama was slightly stunned, then asked, "You mean, she's missing?" "It seems so from what we've seen so far. We have had access to the surveillance, and the surveillance was able to determine that she entered her home the night before we arrived, and then something very bizarre happened ……" "We're just slightly casual acquaintances in our day, and I don't know the specifics of her situation. If it's missing, just leave it to the police department." "But ……" Kitayama Yuriko quickly hung up the phone and added the number within her blacklist. At this time, upstairs, Kitayama Jinghuang and her brother Kitayama Jinglong had almost finished talking. "Then, brother, that's all we're going to talk about today." "Uh, good, Jing Huang. You tell mom to take care of her health more." Not long after the contact between Beishan Jinglong, who was located in China a Pacific Ocean away, and his sister ended, he received a WeChat from Black Ghostfire. "Jing Long, I will come to the wedding you are going to have in Japan this time." Dong Xie, who had sent the message, was currently inside his apartment. Grandmother's memorial service had just ended, and she had already been buried. At this time, Dong Xie was quite tired both physically and mentally. Originally, he didn't really want to go to Beishan Jinglong's wedding, but Beishan Jinglong mentioned something in his WeChat, saying that his mother's mother's family seemed to be able to communicate with certain "unclean things". But he couldn't say anything specific, sounded more like a charlatan. Therefore, he finally thought about it, or plan to go to Japan to participate in the wedding of Kitayama Jinglong, even if his mother's mother's family is a charlatan, but also as a change of mood. Anyway, from K City direct flight to Tokyo, but only a few hours flight, just purely to go to get together, time is completely in time, unlike the last time Hawaii is so far away. From a sensible point of view, the trip would most likely fall through. After all, the apartment dwellers had proven countless times that humans had no means of restraining evil spirits. But there was nothing to lose by running this trip after all. For this trip, he decided to travel with Ning. "I can't imagine having to go abroad for another wedding in such a short period of time… Brother, do we really have to go? I'm a bit scared." "No matter what, it's better to go. If there can be some gains, it's certainly better." For Dong Xie, the most optimistic estimate was that if he could obtain the ability to communicate with those "unclean things", or some sort of means, that would also be of great help to the Bloodletter mission. And then, Kitayama Jinglong sent the time and place of the wedding. "Moro-machi, far outskirts of Tokyo, Japan ……"