"Master, can you take me to the Luyuan Shrine?"

Mo Yu smiled all over his face and greeted the taxi driver in front of him courteously.

"Midorigen Shrine?"

The driver, who was still happy because of the business just now, suddenly became extremely ugly.

"I can't go."

He turned his head, stepped on the gas, and whistled away, as if something terrible would happen to him if he said more.

The exhaust fumes of the car and the smoke and dust they brought up sprayed Mo Yu firmly on the face.

This is also too rude, refuse to carry not to say, start and even say hello, the service attitude can be described as "bad".

"Ahem, cough, cough~ How many are these?"

Mo Yu wiped the dust on his face in embarrassment.

Moha's original destination was Midorigen Shrine, located north of Hikono Town.

According to his original plan, Mo Yu planned to take a taxi here to save himself more travel, but he was shocked to find that he could not find any cars willing to carry him.

Obviously, the drivers greeted people with smiling faces when they saw customers coming to the door, but when they mentioned the name of the place, their expressions became extremely strange, as if they wanted to say something, but they didn't dare to speak because of their scruples.

What's so strange about this place?

Mo Yu's heart was alert, let's not be fooled by Kirino again.

"Amitabha."

A loud Buddha horn sounded.

"The donor is hesitant here, it seems that there is something troubled, can you let the little monk solve your doubts?"

With a hat on his head, a rosary on his neck, and a one-handed closure, he is a great monk with a solemn appearance. He wore a traditional black and white monk's suit, and carried a satchel made of almost extinct cyan cloth with a white footwrap wrapped around the lower edge of his knees. But the problem is that the monk is clearly an African black uncle, but he is dressed in Asian clothes, and there is a suspicious smell from head to toe. Especially his face, for some reason, Mo Yu immediately thought of the lustful fairy Jiraiya in the Hokage.

"Dare to ask the master's number?"

Hearing the other party's words, a certain G-spot in Mo Yu's mind was instantly activated, and his thinking quickly switched to the so-called "hanging book bag" mode.

"The little monk is a monk who walks all over the world and cultivates."

The foreign monk saluted, "When I walked here, I saw the donor standing at the intersection, and there was a depressed look between his eyebrows, so he took the liberty to disturb." ”

"Dare to ask the master, at the beginning of the next place, I want to ask the way forward. When it comes to the Green Source Shrine, the people who are asked have strange expressions and can't avoid it, so please ask the master to solve your doubts. ”

"I see, the donor came from afar, and I don't know the customs here."

Mao Biwei chuckled, "There are many people here, please take a step to speak." ”

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Under the gazebo in the woods outside the town, Mao Biwei will tell the reason.

Hikono Town is a remote town with rugged mountain roads and inaccessibility, and is rarely visited by outsiders for most of the year. It stands to reason that in the current situation of land development, as long as they are willing to attract investment, the developers will definitely not dislike the remoteness of this place, and their methods are enough to turn any unused land into valuable lumps of gold, but the locals seem to be unenthusiastic about it, and can even be called disgusted. In the past, two development companies with the idea of "doing good deeds" came to investigate the area, but they were beaten up by the townspeople who had a very xenophobic tendency. Today, there is a scarcity of means of contact with the outside world. The location of the Luyuan Shrine is still dozens of kilometers away from the village and town, and in the early years, the government built a simple country road for the performance of the project. The environment in the mountainous area is harsh, and the highway that has taken a lot of manpower and material resources to open has not played a role in promoting the development of the place, and rockfalls and landslides occur from time to time, and at least half of the year will be blocked due to natural disasters. In the early days, the local government was still interested in repairing it, but as the years passed, it eventually lost interest in this black hole that could only be entered and exited, and did not even bother to carry out the annual road.

"If that's the only thing, it only explains the reason why the cars don't want to go, but why do the drivers change their faces? There must be something else hidden in it. ”

"The donor is really smart, and the little monk lives here for a few days, and he asks around to know the reason."

Brother has been smart since he was a child, do you still need to praise this?

"Legend has it that there are demons in the area."

Maurbiwei lowered his voice.

"Hey, master, why laugh?"

Mo Yu didn't understand the sound, and his brain had automatically switched to the so-called 'wise man mode', "How can the crazy words of the rural villagers enter the ears of the wise." ”

The so-called demonic work is probably the means used by the "master" that Kirino refers to. With the technology of aliens that have surpassed Earth for hundreds of years, it couldn't be easier to pretend to be a ghost.

"Empty ground may not come to the wind, believe it or not, the donor has his own judgment in his heart."

Even though it took a few tongues, the other party was still unmoved.

"Thank you for your concern, a certain judgment has its own."

"There is no way for good or evil, but man calls himself. The poor monk said all this, I hope you will cherish your life. ”

With a sad face, he said goodbye and left.

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After 3 hours...

A fork in the road appeared in front of Mo Yu.

Left or right, Mo Yu was faced with a choice.

"When it's like this..."

Mo Yu whispered and picked up a branch from the side of the road.

"It's up to heaven to decide."

The branches were tossed high, spun and fell rapidly, falling into the dust.

"The direction the branch points in to the right."

Mo Yu took out the tactical knife he carried with him and began to make marks on the big stone at the intersection.

As an experienced camper, Mo Yu has a considerable degree of experience in surviving in the wild. Although he doesn't have the anti-heaven teeth and amazing skills that can survive in the extreme environment like Bei Ye, Mo Yu is no stranger to how to survive safely in this kind of wood. Making a mark is also one of them.

Each expedition team has its own unique mark, which is easy to contact and rescue with their companions.

An inverted triangle is used as a head, a rectangle is used as a body, and the short side of the rectangle is relegated with three white lines as a tail, and a strange-looking animal image is simply outlined.

Mo Yu had to admit that his painting talent was definitely E, and he was complained about by his partners for this reason. This "three-tailed fox" logo is the only work of his own that has been recognized, I remember that they said so———— such a distorted fox, after seeing it, you can't forget it, and it is perfect to make a mark.

"I remember a month before the monster attacked, we went camping together."

The unforgettable past, from the corner of memory, slowly floated to Mo Yu's heart.

"It's useless to always be nostalgic for the past, it's right to grasp the present."

Take a step, Mo Yu embarks on the journey again.

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An hour later, Mo Yu stopped.

A fork in the road appeared in front of him, and on the stone between the forks, his masterpiece "Three-Tailed Fox" was clearly printed.

"Hmm~"

After a moment of silence, Mo Yu chose another path to move forward.

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After 2 hours of arduous marching, a familiar fork in the road appeared in front of Mo Yu again, and the ugly three-tailed fox on the stone welcomed Mo Yu again with a distorted face.

"I probably understand what the monk said."

At night or in the suburbs, there is often such a phenomenon, people are in a fixed area, no matter how they walk, they can't get out. Modern scientific research has shown that this is because people lose their sense of direction, in other words, get lost. At this time, the brain's eyes and the brain's correction function are seriously disturbed, because the correction signal received is false and chaotic, and it feels like it is walking in a straight line, but in fact it is walking according to instinct. Biology has long proven that there are subtle differences in the structure of the human body, the left leg takes a long distance, the right leg takes a short distance, and the accumulation is a big circle. The reason why people can walk out of the straight line is that they rely on their eyes to capture information, and their brains are constantly positioning and correcting. In some fixed areas, such as cemeteries, it is common to encounter ghosts hitting the wall, and scientists explain that this is because the markers in these places are too similar to be confusing.

Scientists say this ———— because they are unwilling to admit that there is something in the world that science cannot explain. Obviously, I made marks in strict accordance with the requirements of the mountaineering manual, but I walked for several hours and inexplicably returned to the starting point, which is no longer a category that science can explain. Mo Yu couldn't help but think of the name of the strange phenomenon that had been passed down for hundreds of years - ghosts hitting the wall.

This place is indeed haunted!!

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"Donor, what does the poor monk say?"

The sudden sound of the voice made Mo Yu fury with fright, and he jumped up from the ground in an instant.

"We meet again~"

Uncle Black cracked his mouth, revealing snow-white teeth.

"Master save me!"

Mo Yu seemed to have seen a savior, and he grabbed him and didn't let go.

"The poor monk once said that there is no way for good or evil, but people call themselves. The donor is to blame for this calamity. The front is not a place where mortals can set foot in, please go back to the donor~"

There seemed to be some irresistible magic in his voice.

"Donor, please look me in the eye."

Mo Yu raised his head and met the other party's eyes. The dark pupils are extremely deep, as if they want to suck their hearts into them, and they know that something is wrong, but they can't extricate themselves.

"Master, why are you—"

After only half a sentence, it is difficult to maintain.

The human heart is sinister, Mao Biwei suddenly attacked himself, Mo Yu was puzzled, and his mind was on the verge of falling.

Sensing that the other party had been tricked, a smile that had just flashed at the corner of Mao Biwei's mouth instantly condensed.

A dazzling white light slashed towards his neck, and it was Mo Yu, who should have been unable to move in his senses, and slashed out a blow to defend and counterattack.

At first glance, it seems to be an ordinary straight shot, but it implies three kinds of knife changes in the left, middle and right, which completely lock the way of life of Mao Biwei. forced Mao Biwei to pounce on the ground, and rolled three times in a row before he could dodge this fatal blow. As soon as his body changed, the spell naturally could not be maintained, and Mo Yu also took the opportunity to gather his mind, abandon his sword and change his wheel, and was ready to transform into a battle at any time.

"Who are you, and why are you attacking me?"

"Hey, hey, hey, hey~"

Mao Biwei let out a lewd laugh, deaf to Mo Yu's question. With a slight turn of the Zen staff in his hand, it turned into a brown cane with a small arm length, and the black ball of light visible to the naked eye condensed at the front of the cane.

At this critical moment, the hat above Mao Biwei's head slipped suddenly. Although the counterattack just now failed to injure Mao Biwei's body, it did successfully injure his hat, coupled with the subsequent violent rolling. The hat finally struggled to bear the trust, and split in half, revealing a bare head.

It's 2 p.m. and the sun is shining. As the warm gold cast onto the bare head, Maury's screams of pain erupted, and a terrifying black storm enveloped him in an instant. At the same time, he himself was torn and changed. When the storm subsided, the other party's trail was long gone. The wind and sand were blind, and at that fleeting glance, Mo Yu couldn't see the other party's face clearly, and only remembered that the other party's real body was a vicious, vicious ———————— "bald"

"What's this play again?"

Unfamiliar locations, unknown opponents, hasty battles, and inexplicable endings leave only the doubts and fears of the opponent that are difficult to get rid of.

Mo Yu was indeed in the predicament of being robbed of his sanity, but at the critical moment, a cool breath actually came from behind him, swimming all over his body through the shoulder well point, and the spiritual platform temporarily showed a trace of clarity. Taking advantage of this opportunity, Mo Yu was able to make a move to turn the tide.

"Jinglong, I was saved by you again."

Picking up the fallen katana again, thinking of the person in the past, Mo Yu couldn't help but sigh.

The source of that cool breath was, of course, the katana left behind by Ida. Ever since he was "attacked" by Masaki, Mo Yu has developed a good habit of carrying weapons with him. Although Ida once said that this sword was just an ordinary katana, this was not the case. Even if it is an old boy on the street, he knows that choosing a machete to improve the probability of fighting, and Ida, who is engaged in subduing demons and eliminating demons, how can the criteria for choosing a knife be simple? In addition to the common sense standards of "sharpness, sturdiness, and elasticity" for a good sword, ghost warriors also need to consider aspects such as "spiritual power assistance and evil arts". The inscription on the blade that Mo Yu had never cared about was actually a spell that had long been lost in history.

The enemy's attack just now happened to activate the power of the runes hidden in the blade, saving Mo Yu a catastrophe. Even though Ida is no longer there, the sword he left behind continues to protect Mo Yu and protect the inheritor of the Dream of the Brave.

The strange monk was defeated, and between the two paths in front of Mo Yu, like an eraser, faded and disappeared from Mo Yu's field of vision, and was replaced by an unprecedented third path.

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Saidik Technology Co., Ltd. Headquarters, Conference Hall on the 5th Floor.

As the CEO of the company, Masaki is attending a regular monthly meeting.

Due to the frequent attacks of the lightning people, several of Masaki's companies are comfortable and miserable,

"Mr. Masaki, there's your emergency number."

"Emergency calls?"

Saying sorry, Masaki walked out of the venue and took the phone suspiciously.

"Dr. Tango, I didn't tell you not to call me if there's no big deal......"

"I'm sorry, Mr. Masaki. I couldn't be more excited. ”

Tanggo's apology was insincere, and not only did she not feel the slightest guilt, but she was full of irrepressible excitement and excitement.

"However, I can't wait for you to know this good news."

"What's the good news?"

"Ultra-ancient ruins, we've found a very likely unknown ultra-ancient ruin. The reaction from the secret chest was very violent, and I speculate that there should be a stone statue of a giant that has not yet been discovered. ”

"What?"

Masaki's eyes burst out with an astonishing look.

Whether it's Da Gu or Mo Yu, take a good look~ You're just some lucky ones. The person fate chose to change history is me, Keigo Masaki, after all.