My Bungo system is a little different

Winter in Russia is not pleasant for outsiders.

It's really cold to death.This is one aspect.

In addition, if you want to travel, you have to be mentally prepared.

All the roads, not only the dirt roads in the country, but also the good ones made of asphalt, were covered with snow.It is difficult to distinguish the original road from the place that is not. If you don’t follow the ruts, you may end up on a field, or worse, on a frozen lake.

If you want to travel in this season, you must use snow tires and chains.Fuel is also a key issue. People here will not turn off the car throughout the winter, lest it will not turn on again after stopping-even daily lighters use aviation kerosene.

Some of those who went to look for the town near Yelabuga during the severe winter had suffered a lot.Severe Cold doesn't care whether the visitor is a wealthy enemy country, or a terrifying person with supernatural powers who have killed thousands of people, but just "punishes" those who are not ready without discrimination.

The Central Plains is not among them.

Although Markovich said that he didn't want him to go, he not only helped him prepare transportation and low-condensation special fuel, but also fully explained to him how to seek accommodation in the simple villages and towns.

Coupled with the use of gravity ability, he can find the destination very quickly.

On the day we arrived, the sun was fine, but it was more eye-suffering on the snow.From a distance, the town looks like an inconspicuous gray dot, but the taupe and grassy colors can only be recognized after approaching.

The trees in the town are unevenly planted, far below the level of the boulevard, but the houses are barely neatly arranged, and the iron fence of a family can meet the wooden fence on the opposite side.

The road was quite deserted, and it was completely impossible to see that it was a place where many people came and refused to leave according to the rumors.

How should I ask?There were also some sitting wax in the Central Plains, and he even began to wonder if he had found the wrong place.

After getting off the car, I was wandering around in such a complicated mood when I arrived at the corner of the ring road.There stood a small cream-colored two-story building. I couldn't say whether it was because of the reflection or fading, but in short, it seemed to be the only one here.

There is a small lamp hanging above the door on the first floor. Although it is daytime, it still emits an inconspicuous light, which makes the ice skates hanging next to it a bit dazzling.

Want to backtrack and see the other side of town?Zhong Yuanzhong also stood on the side of the road and stopped for a while. So far, he has not seen any existence that looks like a ghost.

"Squeak-"

Such a sound is very obvious in the snow, and it seems to slip from the top of the head to the back of the ear to the people who are nearby.

The door on the first floor opened just like that, and Nakahara had no choice but to look over there.

A woman with short curly hair in a black dress stood there.

"Are you a foreign guest?" she asked in Russian.

The moment he heard her voice, Zhong Yuanzhong also felt that something colder than the minus tens of degrees outside was attached to his back.

A woman in just a thin black dress.In her dark eyes was the peace that ended everything.

"I am. Do you want to invite me in for a sit down?" Nakahara Zhongya replied in Russian.

The woman in the black dress nodded.

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The interior looks normal.The fire was very hot in the fireplace, and the logs crackled and crackled.

"Vodka or gin?" asked the woman who identified herself as Tsvetaeva, opening a closet.

"No. It's too early for a drink."

Tsvetaeva looked back at Nakahara Nakaya and said, "It's just to warm up." She still took out two glasses and a bottle of unmarked wine.

She filled both glasses half full and sat down herself.

"You are one of them," Tsvetaeva said, "because I heard that ghosts can be summoned."

Her rhetoric was 'summoning ghosts' rather than the 'resurrection of the dead' that Zhongyuan Zhong also heard in Kazan.

"And you're a ghost." He used the other's words.

From what he could see, Tsvetaeva was clearly not breathing, nor was her heart beating.

Tsvetaeva looked down at her hands, then took her glass of wine from the table.

"I called you because you don't have your ghost around," she said. "I thought you might need a little help."

"Does it mean that the people who come here have their ghosts? I don't seem to see them on the street." Zhong Yuan was not swayed by the other party's 'helping others'.

Tsvetaeva looked at Chuya Nakahara with a strange look, and she spoke after a while.

"Except for those who wanted to stay, the original residents of this small town left a few weeks ago. I thought everyone who could find this place knew this."

Tsvetaeva's words were once again inconsistent with what Zhongyuan had heard before.

Which is true, 'all leave' or 'no one leaves'?

If the latter is true, are the people in this small town all outsiders?

In the process of thinking in Zhongyuan, Tsvetaeva took a sip of wine, and then continued to talk about the previous topic: "No matter why you came here, I still tell you how to summon ghosts-although you ask here Anyone can have an answer."

"Call the other person's name three times, and the ghost will come. If you want to end it, just leave here, but there is only one call. By the way, remember to drink."

She took another sip of wine after giving the message.

All right.It seems that 'all leave' does not conflict with 'no one leaves', and people who come later really don't want to leave.

but--

In this small town, the world seems to abide by another set of rules. The existence of ghosts seems to be quite normal, but it is strange that there are no ghosts.

And this kind of anomaly ends at the boundary of the small town. Five kilometers away, there are still normal life and death. Only here, the two can overlap.

"Who is your summoner?" After thinking about it, for some reason, Zhong Yuanzhong also asked such a question.

Maybe it's because Tsvetaeva is a Russian name.

He clearly knew that he would never know the other party even if he gave the answer, but Zhong Yuan still asked the question.

As a result, the female ghost in a black dress looked lost in thought, but did not answer.

Still, some of the emotions overflowing around her were not hard to identify, and—

The temperature in the room suddenly dropped to a lower level than outside, and the flickering flames in the fireplace seemed to be fake and didn't work.

Tsvetaeva didn't intend to kill, and didn't even have the slightest malice, but Zhong Yuanzhong also knew that he had better not stay any longer.

After he said goodbye tersely, he went straight to the door, but Tsvetaeva didn't stop him, she just looked at him thoughtfully.

It wasn't until Zhongyuan Zhongye walked far away that he felt that line of sight disappear from behind.

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Nakahara finally found a normal hotel.

The owner stayed in town for his ghost wife and was happy.

Of course, it may also be due to the recent good business.

Under his inquiry, the uncle owner happily told him about the situation in the town.

About a month ago, or maybe earlier but no one knew, there was a summoned ghost in the town.After such a thing happened, the local people would naturally choose to report it, so people soon came to evacuate the people in the town, but there were also people like him who were unwilling to leave.After a week like this, outsiders began to come to the town because of this rumor. Some of those people directly occupied the vacant houses. many.

"What is there to worry about? The days of reuniting with Tasha are earned every day." The shop manager called his wife by her nickname, looking very happy.

And his wife, to be honest, looks the same as alive except that she doesn't have vital signs, and there is also sincere love in her eyes.

"So, do you know Tsvetaeva?" After hesitating for a while, Nakahara Chuya still asked this question.

He felt that the state of the store manager's wife and Tsvetayeva seemed a little different.

To his surprise, the store manager answered directly.

"Yes. She seems to be one of the first ghosts?"

But other than that, he couldn't say much.She didn't even know what Tsvetaeva did when she was alive.

After thanking the store manager, Nakahara Nakaya went to his room.

He didn't turn on the light, just looked at the ceiling and thought.

die.dead people.

After death, whether to fall into a deep sleep forever, or the life of the dead.

The store manager is willing to never leave here for his wife, who loves him as always.

Such a call might not count as disturbing the dead.

but--

What if the person you want to call isn't up to that level?If it's just a brief reunion, will the party calling for the dead never stay for long?

What's more, if the person he wants to call has only met once, maybe that doesn't even count?

The cold fire burning in Zhongye's chest in Zhongyuan was screaming desperately.

Didn't you come here just to meet them, what are you hesitating about now?

Even if it counted as disturbing the dead, he could never do more wrong than letting them die once.

He parted his lips.

"——*"

Say the five names very softly and clearly, three times.

From the moment he uttered the first word, a bone-piercing cold came in from the top of his skull, penetrated all the way into his bones, muscles, blood, and then came out from his lungs and respiratory tract.Every time he uttered a name, the sticky coldness penetrated deeper into his body.

But every word is still very clear, at most, the voice becomes lighter in the last reiteration.

It was as if he swallowed a cloud of ice fog and spit out another cloud of ice fog.

The closed room was even darker and quieter than before.

Zhong Yuanzhong also waited calmly.He neither had high expectations nor felt that he would return without success.

"Snapped--"

The sound of something being knocked over.

Then there was a familiar commotion in the room.

"Oh, what's going on-"

"Ask me how I know!"

"Is the middle one growing taller? Who's going to turn on the light—"

In the next second, the light came on, and the person standing next to the switch seemed to be some killer.

At this moment, five pairs of eyes stared at the person who sat up from the bed.

There was a moment of silence in the room.

"You...I..." All the words that Zhongyuanzhong also expected to say disappeared from his mind, because the words that Leng said were still coughing.

The room quickly became noisy again.

The hand that reached out was also cold.

However.However.

It is time to prepare the wine before calling the ghost.He thought, holding back the heat in the corner of his eyes.