It was half an hour after the basement was fully ventilated.

There is no way, the basement has not been opened for three or four years. The air inside is thin, and there is also an unpleasant smell of rot and mold.

After the dust almost completely dissipated, Xicheng style cut the phone into flashlight mode and shine it inward.

After the secret door where the dust completely dispersed, there are hidden steps that wind downwards.

The scene that a mobile phone can illuminate is just a simple part. Looking down, the steps will be cut off by the deep darkness.

No wonder the stairs have to be so deep, because if you don't go further, the secret passage will undoubtedly be too narrow and it will be difficult to walk.

No need to speak, you will understand what you need to do next, whether it is Xicheng style or Baiwu Godzi.

He climbed down the stairs, and at the same time, the flashlight was straggling everywhere.

The entrance to this secret passage is very narrow, and walking alone is the limit.

Therefore, Xicheng Style and Baiwu God Son could only grop down one by one and one by one.

After walking down for about ten seconds, I finally reached the bottom of the White Mist God Son's eyes adapted to the darkness and gradually saw the surrounding environment clearly.

This is an underground library...No, it is more like-

"Is this a laboratory?"

As Bai Wu Shenzi said, the decorations in this basement do not look like the study of folk scholars.

The Xicheng style head-up is filled with dust and knife marks. It rust anatomical tools hanging on the top of the head like ancient torture instruments.

There are even connected ventilation openings on the wall not far from the Xicheng style right hand.

But it is obvious that the vent has lost its function because it has not been used for too long.

Apart from these...

Lift the phone up in Xicheng style.

A faint light shines around.

This is undoubtedly a small basement.

Bypassing the anatomy table that you don’t know what to use for, looking at the innermost is a small desk and a bookcase standing in the corner.

A stack of information was sparsely stacked on the desk, and there were pitifully few reference materials in the bookcase in the corner.

The Xicheng style can even be imagined.

Natsuki Sasahara and her husband hid in this basement day and night to conduct some unknown research.

What is their purpose?

This is not particularly clear about the Xicheng style.

But when he looked at the anatomy table, an idea had already emerged in his mind-

The meat cubes that Sasahara Yuki carries with him...

Kill more than 30 people in Hazawa Town...the meat piece monster entangled by black fog.

Then maybe it is the research object of Natsuki Sasahara and Yuki Sasahara.

Thinking of this, I came to my desk in Xicheng style.

Seeing this, Bai Wu Shenzi followed closely behind Xichengshi, looking around from time to time.

Should we say that we are worthy of being the son of the Baiwu family?

Most girls are probably afraid of the things that are used to the anatomy table. As a result, the guy Baiwu Godzi is not only not afraid at all, but also stretches out his hand to touch the knife hanging in the air, with an excited and curious expression on his face.

Not only are there papers on the desk, but there are also several notebooks for research.

Xicheng Style picked up one of the notebooks and started reading—

‘Sunday, February 15, 2027.’

‘Yuiji took me to see a new world...If this research result can come out...it will undoubtedly reverse the whole world! That old house...no...the old house hidden in Wakayama Prefecture, that family...the things they hide are enough to challenge the values ​​of any modern person.'

The 27th year of Heisei is converted into 2015.

In other words, this item, similar to an inspection note, is a record left five years ago.

At that time, Yukiji Sasahara was not dead yet...and just looked at the records above...

At this time, Natsuki Sasahara should have been exposed to that mysterious and strange world for the first time.

The Xicheng style continued to flip down, and the following content was not only the Xicheng style, but even the White Mist God Son next to him couldn't help but show a look of surprise.

I saw such words left on the oxidized and yellowed paper.

‘The next head of the Xicheng family has decided that he is a handsome young man. He is only young and seems to have mastered the means of psychic communication... It is really enviable.’

‘Although the Nishige family now promises to allow me to conduct research and investigation with Yukiji, how long can this kind of life last?’

The words end with a question mark.

But the point worth caring about is not there.

The most important thing is-

"Shijun...I wrote... 'Xicheng Family' here, right?"

The son of Baiwu pointed to the inspection notes, and his tone could not suppress his surprise.

She had heard Nishiki-shi talk about what might be the relationship between him and Natsuki Sasahara... but she didn't expect to find a clue here.

The research object of Natsuki Sasahara and Yuki Sasahara is the Nishiki family.

Although he had already prepared something before, after knowing this fact, he still shocked the God of White Mur.

She turned her head and took a sneak peek at the Xicheng-style expression.

This shocking fact suddenly happened. I guess Xicheng Shi was a little helpless, maybe you could see Shijun's unexpected side.

but--

What disappointed her was that Xicheng style did not show too much expression at all. He just glanced at the notes on this page and immediately turned to the next page.

This calm and steady look made the God of Wu a little unable to move his eyes away.

In fact, Nishijo-style once saw Natsuki Sasahara and the original owner in the illusion in the white magma. They seemed quite close.

So even if you see Natsuki Sasahara's notes, Nishiki Shin's heart would not be much fluctuating.

Keep looking down.

The following notes undoubtedly prove that the "Young man from the Xicheng family" is Xicheng style.

‘The young man from the Xicheng family came to find Yukiji and me. His name is Shicheng, Shicheng. It sounds like a cold and ruthless name from a machine at a glance.’

‘But unexpectedly, this young man is very easy to get along with, and there is a trend of everyone in conversation. He showed us all kinds of magical powers, and also talked about the secret technique of the Xicheng family...the spell of soul transfer...’

‘Soul transfer? Can this really be done? When I asked, the young man just smiled.’

‘In my impression, he seemed very reluctant, like a tough smile.’

"The spell of soul transfer..."

When Xichengshi saw this term, he subconsciously turned around and looked at the Godson of Baiwu.

The Godzi of Baiwu naturally understood the meaning of Xicheng style. She thought and said, "Generally speaking, there are not no curse for the soul to transfer to other bodies... but those curse are not a long-term solution. Because human souls and bodies have unique repulsion reactions."

She thought for a while, her big eyes turned around, and then stretched out a finger and explained: "To give a simple example, it seems that I am not interested in all the men other than Shijun. I only like Shijun. This is called the rejection reaction of the Son of God to other men - it hurts!"

Xicheng Style directly reached out and patted Bai Wu Shenzi's head.

This little girl really can't relax. As soon as she relaxes, she will easily run the train.

"Okay-I'm serious."

Bai Wu Shenzi rubbed his head, thought for a while and said, "A very simple example. Shi Jun should know about the organ transplant during the operation, right?"

"I know this." Xicheng style nodded.

"Organ transplantation has an rejection reaction. It is not the original host's body organs that will have an rejection reaction with the body. If the rejection reaction is severe, people will even be in danger of life."

The meaning of the White Mur God Son was already very clear.

"You want to say that there is also a repulsive reaction between the human body and the soul?" Xichengshi said with thought.

"Not bad." Baiwu Shenzi nodded: "So, like in the movie, things like the soul relies on and possessed by ghosts are basically impossible. If other people's souls forcefully enter other people's bodies, they will have a violent repulsive reaction, which is a suicide."

As he said that, the White Mist Godzi coughed again: "But people on the soul side are actually dead. If there is a spell that can transfer souls, they might really take the risk to try it."

"You mean...the spell of soul transfer does not actually exist?"

Xicheng Style asked again.

"I don't know much about this." The White Mist Godson held his chin and said hesitantly: "If you really want to ask whether it exists or does not exist... I think there should be some."

“What about it?”

"Because the Baiwu family also has secret methods to transfer souls." The Baiwu Godson did not hesitate this time: "But those secret methods of soul transfer are not long-lasting, and last for about an hour or two hours. The transferred souls will die due to strong repulsion reactions."

This means that the secret method of soul transfer actually exists, but none of them lasts long.
To be continued...