"Even if your feet are burned and your body is half broken, there is still a smile on the doll's face. It looks really creepy!" Mao Xingzi's fair and slender palms stroked the wooden box, raised her head and smiled mysteriously, "There is a story about the doll. I wonder if you are interested in listening to it?"

"You said!" Saki sat down again, and Hidesaki Iwada, wearing dark gray suit pants, brought a brand new porcelain basin with grilled toast, French sausages and freshly fried eggs. The young man took the basin, lowered his head and sniffed it, as if he wanted to inhale the rising light smoke and fragrance into his nasal cavity.

"I don't know if these are in line with your appetite?"

"It's so fragrant, I think it's OK." Saki's face was filled with joy with his index finger, and he licked his lips, "I'm starting to move."

Mao Xingzi, who had Sassoon's head, saw his voracious eating look and giggled, "I hope you can still eat so much after listening to this story!

"The Japanese cloth palace dolls originated from the Edo period for hundreds of years. There is a saying that they are rising as children's toys, and there is a saying that when the samurai daughter gets married, she will take the doll that means to eliminate disasters and relieve troubles as a dowry and let her daughter take it away...

"The story takes place in mid-August of the seventh year of Taisho. A cute girl named Kikuko. One day her father bought a doll for Kikuko. Kikuko likes that doll very much, and her love is like treating her own sister.

"However, Kikuko later suffered from a severe cold and never got sick since then. After his death, in order to mourn Kikuko, his family specially offered the doll she cherished the most on the divine table, and worshiped it carefully every day. Later, his father participated in the war and kept the doll in Wannian Temple in Kotoshi County, Hokkaido. When he came back after the war, he went to the temple to explore it and found that the doll's hair had obviously become longer."

Saki listened with relish, without any influence at all.

"This story is very famous, I have heard it since I was a child," said Hidesaku Iwada.

Miyuki Nanase, who appeared at some point, wiped her wet hair with a blue dry towel, and it looked like she had just taken a bath. "Oh... I heard Miss Mao tell such a terrible story as soon as I came back... Then again, the hot spring in the backyard is really comfortable!"

"It's disappointing. Has Saki Jun heard the story of the Kikuko doll?" Mao Xingzi lifted her hair, and her moist eyes couldn't hide her disappointment.

"No, but... it's quite interesting." Saki shook his head and put a slice of sausage into his mouth, looked around and saw Kanechi Kanei, and asked, "Where is the senior?"

"It seems that Chris took him to a place and said that it was the third Torii, and the sentence "Sukuto is in the midst of the 100-stone boat Noriu" said the plastic surgeon Yasuhira Hokumura spread his hands.

The movement in his hand was slow, Saki murmured to himself: "Is there anything wrong with the two? Torii... vermilion bird... Could it be that the vermilion bird refers to the red Torii?"

"Maybe there is a possibility." Mao Xingzi raised her fingers to her purple-red lips.

"There is no red Torii on the island. Apart from the white Torii located in the hinterland of the island and the green Torii at Uejima Pier, there is only one black Torii located under the cliff behind the assembly room." Misaki took off his gloves for washing dishes and pointed to a certain direction outside the window, "I guess the two of them should be the Torii!"

"Black? Did I think it was wrong?" Saki lowered his head and fell into deep thought after hearing this.

"By the way... Didn't Mr. Huomura come to the island of Grace for treasure? Why did he remain indifferent when he heard the news related to this?" Miyuki Nanase rubbed her long hair on both sides with a towel and asked curiously.

"As a lesson, three of them have died on the island, I can't help but believe in the legend of the mountain boy." Huocun's eyes were mixed with a hint of fear.

"…I didn't expect Mr. Huomura would believe this."

"Even if it's not a mountain boy, he is still a demon for revenge or treasure. For the sake of the present and to save his life, I'd better wait quietly until a few days later when people from outside find the island." Huocun saw it clearly.

"Where is Mr. Yagi?" Saki asked again.

"He still couldn't stand Chris, so he carried a shovel and went to hunt for treasure alone." Mao Xingzi responded calmly.

There is no doubt that Yagi Hachi will be the last target of the murderer, but during the day he was not very worried that Yagi would be killed by the murderer, because on the one hand, the death time of Kashimoto and Ochijima was surprisingly close, both at around 8 and 9 pm; on the other hand, as he expected, the murderer was in this room.

Saki wiped his mouth and handed the edible plate to Iwada Hidesaki, "I'll go find Kaneda Ichikun!"

Then he greeted the girl opposite, "Mixue, I'll talk to you about homework."

When he walked to the door, he didn't see Nanase following him, so he turned around and waved his hand.

"Uh..." Nanase felt a little confused, but she put down her blue towel and followed Saki out to the outside of the assembly room.

"Meixue, do me a favor..." As soon as I went out, I saw a boy wearing glasses changing into a serious face.

"Oh...why do you do this?"

"Don't ask, believe me..."

"Okay!" Seeing that he was cautious and out of trust, Miyuki Nanase nodded and agreed, "I will stare at it."

"Yeah!" "Crill", Saki, carrying an ink umbrella, walked down the wooden steps, walked around the assembly room, and walked behind the hot spring fence.

Only then did I realize that there was indeed a relatively steep hillside that seemed to lead to the tidal flats covered with black reefs below, and a dark torii stood quietly below.

He raised his palms flat onto his eyelids to block the dazzling sunlight. He vaguely saw a man in red lying on the ground. He reacted instantly, his eyes widened and shouted: "Kinda Ichijun!"

After saying that, he hurriedly found a narrow road along the mountain wall that was coming from the top and going down the mudflat.

A few minutes later, Saki ran to Kanedachi's side, who had a large area of ​​skin trauma on his right leg knee, and blood red.

His nose moved slightly, looked around and frowned, "What's the smell? It smells so bad, it's a bit like rotten eggs..."

Water vapor was pouring on the top of my head, and the scene was trapped in a hazy and warm mist.

Because there is a gap spring gushing out from the hole in the ground a few steps away, the high-temperature water vapor reaches the top of Torii several meters above.

Saki lifted Kanedachi's upper body and looked up at the scene, "It's indeed a black Torii, wait... black, red? containing sulfide..."

"Saki Jun?" The boy with braids lay in his arms, woke up, raised his arm slightly, and said in a weak tone.
Chapter completed!