Chapter 30: Burn Marks

Kitayama Jinglong helped up Mo Yuan who bowed to him, honestly speaking, in his bones, he was still very unaccustomed to this Japanese habit of meeting and bowing. What's more, the other party should be a very good friend of Dong Qi. "Why don't you guys come along for lunch?" "No need, we have our own dry food." Where did Mo Yuan have half an appetite right now, he only wanted to understand what happened to Dong Xie and Dong Ning yesterday. Beishan Jinglong could tell that the current Mo Yuan was quite anxious and his face was quite uneasy. "Good." Beishan Jinglong was actually not very hungry, and after clarifying with the maid, the few of them headed to a nearby room that was normally used to entertain foreign guests. In the past two days, he was really a bit tired. Frankly speaking, in fact, if he didn't want to see his sister, Jing Huang, he wouldn't want to come back here, nor would he want to hold a wedding here. Every single person in this place was abnormal. Just at this time, he suddenly noticed the case of the cell phone in Mo Yuan's hand and suddenly froze. "This is? The gothic town surrounding Nileoga Paradise?" "Uh, yeah, what's wrong?" Mo Yuan froze a bit. What's wrong with this thing? Nile Loga Land was a theme park that originated in Europe, right in S City. Contrary to Disneyland, which brought dreams and childishness to people, Nileloga Land expressed the horror gothic culture of Europe. However, Gothic culture has a hidden aesthetic style that is fatally attractive to couples, just as many young girls nowadays love to fall in love with handsome vampires with pale skin. As a result, Nileoga Paradise was known as the number one dating mecca for couples in S City. "It's nothing …… "Kitayama Jinglong stared at that cell phone case, sighed in his mind, and said, "Let's go." Kitayama Jinglong is an extremely literate person in his bones, and when he was a child, he especially liked novels like "Snow Country" and "Kinkakuji", especially "Kinkakuji", and he couldn't remember how many times he had read it. So he also dabbled in European and American gothic culture just as much. His novel Dead Bugs is a blend of this understanding of Japanese death culture and the European and American gothic styles. Later, he fell in love with Ziyi, who played the female lead in "Dead Worm". And after that, they also went to Nile Roca Land together. Of course, this is already in the past tense. But there is no doubt that Mother Violet used to be the beloved person to whom he gave all his passion. He may or may not be able to love someone as much as he loved her again. …… Time that passed quickly. At this time, it was already two o'clock in the afternoon. Kitayama Jinghuang was staying alone within her study. The skylight above her head was still constantly experiencing the rain. She had a desk lamp on at this time, and was reading this book, the Golden Pavilion Temple. After so many years, she couldn't remember the last time she opened a paper book. "It's really this book ……" Flipping through the pages, she couldn't read any more. Even now, she could still remember clearly how Aunt Yukie looked when she died. Just then, she suddenly heard the skylight above her head, making a sound that seemed like someone was tapping on it! She immediately raised her head! However, the roof's skylight glass, there was nothing. "Was that sound …… just now the sound of rain?" Kitayama Jinghuang got a little scared. She lowered her head and continued to look at the book in front of her. Having just turned another page, suddenly, the same sound came from above her head again! It was a sound that made her just feel creeped out. What's going on? She grabbed the book in her hand with a death grip, and her face began to twitch. This time, she didn't dare to raise her head again. What kind of place this was, she knew it very well. After another moment, the skylight above her head, again issued a clearer knocking sound! This absolutely …… will not be the sound of rain! The dark and silent study became creepy at this point. And now, most of the people are gathered in the Loremaster Hall, this place, and now there are only a few people in. "No……" She gripped the book in front of her and muttered and whispered, "Koue……Aunt……Please……Please… . you ……" In a place not far from this house where he was …… was the Aunt Yukie Hall. The cherry blossom tree where Aunt Yukie was buried was there. That's where she lay in eternal rest. To this day, she remembers the look on her grandfather's face when he saw her body. It was the first time she had ever seen that look on her grandfather's face. It was fear. An expression that she thought would never appear on her grandfather's face. "How could she …… die outside the ancestral house???" At that time, Jing Huang understood. What Grandfather cared about was not Auntie's death, but the location of her death. Just as for her aunt, she never feared death, she was just choosing the right time to die, and the place of her death must be inside the shrine's ancestral house. After that, she strongly requested to live away from the shrine. In the end, Grandfather reluctantly agreed and arranged for someone to take care of her in Tokyo. Originally, my mother would have liked to bring her to live in China, but my grandfather was always strongly against it. As for why maternal grandfather was so obsessed with the location of her aunt's death, originally she didn't understand, but now, she had somewhat understood. At this time, that overhead voice stopped. Drops of sweat began to well up on Jing Huang's forehead. She barely supported her body, then walked to the door and opened it …… Just as she stepped out of the house, she stumbled and almost fell to the ground. She needed to get out of here fast. Walking down the hallway, all she could feel was the weight of her feet. At this moment, she only felt her mind go blank. "Miss Jing Huang?" She met a wrinkled old man at the corner of the corridor, the old man looked to be eighty or ninety years old, and he couldn't even speak very well. And he had very serious burns on his hands. "Where are you going?" The old man in front of him was named Takagi Aoe. Mr. Aoe was the oldest person here, and should be a bit older than his maternal grandfather, and had been serving the Kitayama family since the time of his high maternal grandfather. The scars on his hands were really shocking, and Jing Huang knew that the time of his injury was in the Showa 20 year. And what the year Showa 20 meant to Japan, every Japanese knew very well. That year, grandfather's family, almost all of them were killed in the air raid, while Mr. Aoie was barely escaped, and this wound on the hand is also permanently retained. When she was a child, she was afraid of the scar on Mr. Aoe's hand, so she was not too close to the old housekeeper. However, when she returned to her ancestral home, she would occasionally hear Mr. Aoe mention something from the past. From time to time, Mr. Aoe would talk about his grandfather's generation. Grandfather had many brothers, and the one closest to him was his eldest brother. However, his eldest brother was a deserter. Grandfather's elder brother was unwilling to continue the pointless fighting, so Grandfather's father, Jing Huang's great-grandfather, hid him in a secret mansion in Tokyo, and Mr. Aoe took care of him. After the Battle of Iwo Jima, Tokyo begins to suffer from rounds of air raids, with B-29 bombers raining down countless incendiary bombs, turning the city into a burning inferno. Eventually, Grandfather's older brother. Grandfather's father and mother were all burned alive by incendiary bombs. And the same goes for the other brothers who were on the battlefield, not even their whole bodies were left. It's really ironic. People who had become deserters in order to escape the battlefield still ended up dying in the war. Perhaps it was also because of this reason that everyone in this family loathed war in their bones. War could only bring benefits to the politicians in the upper echelons, while for the ordinary soldiers, surviving would be considered a victory. If the war had continued to last at that time, perhaps the Beishan family would have even severed all of their bloodlines during the war, and then the Jing Huang of today would not exist. But Jing Huang couldn't generate much empathy when she listened to Mr. Qing Jiang talk about these things, and she didn't even sympathize much with the Kitayama family at that time. Perhaps it was because she had half Chinese blood in her, as well as learning Chinese and reading Chinese books since she was a child. She didn't understand that neither Mr. Aoi nor her grandfather reflected on the failure of the war rather than the war itself. At this time, suddenly behind her came the sound of "creaking". Jing Huang slowly turned back, only to see the study door actually opened! Her eyes widened in disbelief. Because she just now, clearly had already closed the …… room door ah! That inside, also simply can not be someone ah!