"Crunch-" I pushed open the door of the hermitage, because it was closed for some days, and there was no ventilation in the house, so it smelled a little strange.

I checked the contents of the house, and no one came here these days when I was away, so I didn't lose anything.

The vegetables and meat in the kitchen had been disposed of, and only a few things that were not easy to spoil were left in the cellar, and it seems that Yamashita had cleaned them up before closing.

Because it has been closed for too long, those regular customers have abandoned the store, and the house is rarely deserted.

After a brief cleaning, Fujiwara tidied up the things in the house and cleaned up all the dust that had accumulated.

"Huh?" As he cleaned his bedroom, Fujiwara smelled a little bit like a spoiled fish, fishy and rancid.

I didn't put anything in the house, how could it smell like this?

Following the smell, Fujiwara looked around the house and found that the source of the smell was the place under the bed, and the closer you got there, the stronger the smell became.

When he went to bed at night, Fujiwara didn't want to be surrounded by the smell, so Fujiwara got a shovel and pushed the bed away.

The masonry under the bed didn't look any different from before, there were no gaps, but there was a peculiar smell coming up, and smelling this smell, Fujiwara Ki was a little sick to his stomach, so he simply found a mask.

I started digging up the masonry there, and as soon as I dug a shovel and pried open a brick, a foul smell came up, revealing the black dirt underneath, which looked like a very organic soil, and usually a lot of rotten leaves had been piled up.

Fujiwara enduring the feeling of nausea, continued to dig, and after several shovels in a row, the soil became darker and darker, and at the end, the dug soil was almost like black charcoal, and the smell became more and more obvious.

Fujiwara, who couldn't stand it, ran out of the house, smelling the fresh air outside, and the green of the surrounding leaves made him feel a little better.

"Oh my God, there's a bunch of rotting corpses buried down here, why does it stink so much? "I shoveled the shovel on the ground and rested with my hands on it for a while, and the nausea gradually disappeared.

"Fujiwara, what are you doing?" a soft female voice came from next to her.

"Miss Aqiu?" Fujiwara turned around, and Aqiu was passing by with a book in her hand, still holding an oil umbrella to shade the sun.

"Are you going to come out on such a hot day?" asked Fujiwara.

Ah Qiu smiled and said: "After all, the barnyard family also has to take care of business, and there are some things that people can't do, so they have to go in person." But what are you doing in what you're doing, Mr. Fujiwara?"

Fujiwara is now wearing a work pants suit and a mask, and if he wears a newspaper hat and a brush in his hand, he can become a stucco painter, so it's no wonder that Aqiu is a little confused.

"Well, there was a smell in my bedroom, like a corpse, and I was just about to dig it up to take a look, but the smell was really ......" Fujiwara's stomach began to tumble at the thought of that smell.

"Does Mr. Fujiwara's house have that too?" Miss Aqiu's face suddenly became a little stern, her thin eyebrows furrowed deeply, and the book in her hand tightened.

"What's it?" Fujiwara was a little puzzled, what had happened in the past few days when he was away?

"Fujiwara-sir, don't you know. Miss Aqiu was a little surprised.

"Did something big happen?"

"Well, there are some things. Miss Aqiu took a light breath, looked left and right, and pointed to the empty street, "Haven't you noticed that there are a lot fewer people moving in the world?"

"It's afternoon, isn't it normal for there to be fewer people at this time?"

Fujiwara Ki looked around, the surrounding homes were closed, even Yamashita was like this, it seemed that it was indeed a little weird, it couldn't be some rumors of haunting, thinking about it, under the scorching sun, Fujiwara Ki couldn't help but shiver.

I touched the goosebumps on my body, how could this matter become more and more weird.

Miss Aqiu saw Fujiwara Kiki's expression a little more serious, and then said: "If there are few people at this time, there will not be no one, it's just that they hid at home and didn't come out, after all, they are all ordinary people, and it's normal to be afraid." ”

"It seems that Miss Aqiu, you are also an ordinary person, aren't you afraid?" Listening to her tone, she didn't seem to classify herself as an ordinary person.

"I'm the son of Goari, and I'm a little different from ordinary people, but let's keep talking about it. Miss Aqiu waved her hand to stop talking about herself, and continued the topic just now, "Recently, the corpses of monsters suddenly appear in some people's homes, sometimes buried in the ground, sometimes directly soaked in the well, and sometimes even hung directly on the beam in the center of the living room, which is a bit scary. ”

"Aren't youkai supposed to disappear when they're dead? "Fujiwara is a little strange.

This shows that the existence of those monsters has not disappeared. Miss Aqiu said, "Youkai, like the gods, talk about saving zài. The so-called gods or monsters themselves are stored in nature, but some monsters appear because of human needs, and many people create monsters in the name of monsters. ”

Fujiwara really didn't understand how gods and monsters came about, so he asked, "Some people don't understand the monsters, can you ask about the specific cause and effect?"

"Hmm, here?" asked Miss Aqiu, tilting her head.

"Well, I'm sorry, I'll take you to the hall for a while, I used to have some tea from my collection, just to entertain you. ”

Fujiwara Kiki took Aqiu to the hall, but fortunately the smell of the bedroom didn't waft here, otherwise he really couldn't take Aqiu to smell it.

After making a cup of tea, Miss Aqiu took Fujiwara's teacup and took a sip, her eyes lit up slightly: "I didn't expect that Mr. Fujiwara would be able to enjoy such a good life not long after he came to Gensokyo." ”

"Aha, it's just luck. ”

"It's not something that can be done by luck, many outsiders come to Gensokyo and see that it is full of youkai, they will panic, and then they will fall into a state of confusion, and it is rare for Mr. Fujiwara to adapt so quickly. ”

But it's not because I got the power of Susheng and became a member of the Xixing Temple, I'm afraid I'm similar to those outsiders.

"Well, it's a bad compliment, it's just luck. Fujiwara Noriki poured himself tea, and in those days at Hakurei Shrine, he also contracted the habit of drinking tea when he had nothing to do.

After taking a sip of tea, Fujiwara asked, "In that case, do I have a corpse in my bedroom?"

"That's right. ”