Sousuke Araki followed Kengo Yamada's instructions and looked over, only to see a woman dressed in the same white-collar manner, very sweetly snuggled up behind the man who was ordering food on the machine......

His gaze grew deeper.

“161-77-62-80。”

Sosuke Araki quickly and accurately reported a series of numbers of unknown significance.

"Hey, Kengo, I'm a virgin and don't have the right to say that. But you can't see other people's horses beautiful, just curse others like this, that's obviously a young and beautiful, exquisite OL young lady. ”

"Senior, can you see her too? However, I saw that her clothes were stained with blood and the lower half of her body was gone......"

Hearing that Sosuke Araki could also see the woman, Kengo Yamada's expression was excited, and then he was a little aggrieved.

He plucked up his courage again to look over there.

Behind the man, there was indeed a long-haired woman with missing lower body, dragging her internal organs, covered in blood and clotted on her clothes, and the woman's arms were strangled by the man's neck from behind, and her head occasionally looked around unconsciously.

Frightened, he immediately withdrew his gaze.

"The Void Eye has obtained the last set of numbers, how can it not have a lower body? I think you should go to the hospital and have a look, are you scared by nightmares, and you look like a ghost...... Isn't there any 'paranoia' or 'radio wave system' that has been trending lately? ”

Licking the rice from the bowl clean, Sosuke Araki stood up.

At meal time, even Yoshinoya lined up, and it would affect others to eat if they were still here after eating.

"I thought so at first, until later...... Senior, wait for me! ”

Without eating a mouthful of food, Kengo Yamada also got up and walked out.

Seeing that the two of them gave up their places after eating, the white-collar men immediately walked over.

The passage of the restaurant is narrow.

Kengo Yamada, who was tall, tried his best to stay away from the man as if he were hiding from some terrible monster.

When the "couple" passed by Sousuke Araki, Sousuke Araki inevitably bumped into the corner of the woman's clothes who were following the man.

"You see, I was able to touch her clothes just now, and it's certainly not a ghost."

Walking to the door, Sosuke Araki said to Kengo Yamada, who was waiting there.

Kengo Yamada plucked up the courage to look at the woman again.

There, instead of the blood-stained, entrailed half-length woman he had seen before, there stood a young and beautiful OL, who was reverently clasping her hands together, as if she was praying before eating.

The man in front of her was touching his neck with a strange expression.

"Could it be...... Did I really have 'paranoia'? By the way, that place...... If you go to that place with me, you will definitely prove it......"

As if thinking of something, Kengo Yamada pulled Sosuke Araki in his head and left in a certain direction.

……

Shibuya Station Square.

A huge bronze statue of an Akita dog stands not far from the exit of the station, and many people gather next to it.

Due to the complex terrain and many exits of Japan's large subway stations, there are often many people who use these conspicuous bronze statues as meeting points.

Several monks with hats, bowls in one hand and bells in the other, are giving alms on the side of the road.

It's a very everyday sight in front of the exit of Shibuya Station.

Most Japanese people believe in Buddhism, and these monks only need to stand on the side of the road, close their eyes and recite the scriptures, and their own believers will give them change.

And every time he gives alms, the dervishes will give a bell in return.

"Senior, look there...... There......"

Kengo Yamada quietly pointed behind the statue.

In the corner of the square, a few dozen meters behind the bronze statue, sat an old man who was dilapidated and motionless with his head down.

"Isn't that just an ordinary bum?"

Sousuke Araki looked at it for a moment, but he didn't think there was anything special.

"This homeless man, when I was in elementary school, was here......"

It was noon, but Kengo Yamada was in a cold sweat.

"yes, so what's so strange about him being here now?"

"But...... Ten years ago, in the winter, he had frozen to death here. I remember very well that when I was passing by from school, I happened to see the scene of the police coming to collect the body, and I had nightmares for many days when I went back. ”

"It's just people who look alike, the homeless man has a full beard and dresses like ......."

Sousuke Araki lit the cigarette in his hand, crouched under the statue of the Akita Inu and smoked.

"No, I'm sure he looks exactly as I remember him...... Lately, whenever I've been passing by, he's always sitting there like that...... And look at the large fuchsia markings on his face, which are characteristic of people who freeze to death......"

"People are obviously ruddy and look healthier than you, where are there any corpse spots...... I'm afraid you're insane. ”

Kengo Yamada also squatted down, his calves shaking a little unhappily.

I don't know when, an old monk who was originally giving alms on the side of the road walked slowly towards the two.

The thin old monk looked to be at least seventy years old, and the wrinkles on his face were like tree bark.

"Amitabha, the poor monk overheard the words of the two donors just now, and this donor seems to have a relationship with my Buddha......"

Sousuke Araki immediately pulled out a fifty yen coin from his pocket and put it in the other party's bowl.

It's a pity that I didn't bring 10 yen.

With his survival experience, it would be very troublesome to be entangled by this kind of old monk, so he decisively gave money and left.

"Amitabha."

The old monk's words were interrupted by his movements, he sounded the Buddha's horn, shook the Dharma bell, and continued to speak: "What the donor said just now ......"

"You can hear the master from so far away?" Kengo Yamada asked curiously.

The exit of Shibuya Station on the subway was crowded with people, and when he was talking just now, he was almost ten meters away from the old monk, and the other party could hear the whispered discussion between the two of them.

Is it really a legendary master?

Looking at him like that, it seems that he wants to consult this "high monk".

"Those who have bad eyes will always have better ears."

The old monk replied with a smile, looking very kind and kind.

As soon as they said this, the two found that under the hat, the old monk seemed to be blind, and his eyes were a little withered all the time.

"The donor just said that he can see ......," the old monk tried to change the subject again.

"I know, I know, there is fate, the 50 yen just now is already very fateful, and I will give you another 100 yen, but this fate......"

Saying this, Sosuke Araki threw another 100 yen into it with some pain, and interrupted the other party impatiently.

He's seen a lot of this kind of thing, and if he lets the old man in front of him continue to talk about it, and makes Kengo, who is in a hurry to go to the doctor, lame, I'm afraid that there won't be tens of thousands of yen "to eliminate the disaster".

"Amitabha."

The change was put into the bowl, and the old monk shook the magic bell again.

He put the bell in his pocket, pulled out a small card, and handed it to Sousuke Araki.

Sosuke Araki hesitantly took the card.

The rudimentary card reads: "Kawasaki Master Temple, Kukai Presiding" along with the temple's address and landline phone.

These magic sticks are too professional to fool people, and they actually print such a simple business card, and they look like they can't be thrown away if they are entangled.

"It turned out to be Master Kawasaki."

"In the lower law number Kukai...... Master Kawasaki is the name of the temple where it is located. ”

The old monk seemed to be accustomed to confusing the name with others, and continued: "The donor seems to have a pair of bright eyes, I wonder if he intends to take refuge in Buddhism?" ”

"Huh?"

Sousuke Araki stared at him with an expression of "It's coming, it's been a long time, and the religious fraud has finally begun."

The blind Kukai naturally couldn't see Sousuke Araki's expression.

Listening to him not talking for a long time, Kukai leaned into his ear and whispered like his mother San, who persuaded the young to enter the industry: "The poor monk can personally accept you as a closed disciple." Working from 9 to 5 every day, there are weekends and employees' pensions, and the monthly basic salary is 200,000 yen, and the subsidy for ceremonies and incense money is combined, and the maximum can be 1 million yen...... It is not taboo to marry a wife, drink alcohol and eat meat, and if you are not used to living in the temple, you can also practice at home. ”