Chapter 239: The House of Knots

In short, about twenty minutes later, the two men were sent away by Fang Xili.

"Wait a little longer." No, Fang Xili came to Qin Heqing and the others and said.

"Okay."

Then it didn't take long, that is, a few minutes, and the prepared Fang Xili followed the team and moved towards Rishang Mountain......

"Is it easy to rain on this side of the mountain?" On the way, Qin Heqing looked at the sky that suddenly became gloomy again, and said with some surprise.

Although the island country is surrounded by the sea and its geographical location is not bad, it rains a lot in the summer, but it mainly refers to the southern part of the central region, such as Aomori Prefecture, which is close to the northern cold zone, and it should not rain every day.

But what did they come across? Not to mention the rain in the middle of the night in the mountains - after all, the environment is there, compared to the land and the city, the forest is indeed easier to accumulate water vapor, but the range of villages outside the mountain is also like this, Qin Heqing has to wonder if God is doing the right thing with them.

"Huh? Oh, it seems to be. Basically, as long as the weather is not bad, there is a half chance that there will be rain near the mountain. Hearing this, Fang Xili didn't come for a moment, and then said suddenly.

Qin Heqing didn't mention it, she really didn't notice much of this kind of rainfall that was different from normal counties.

Could it be that this is also one of the supernatural things of Sunrise Mountain?

It's not impossible to think about it.

After all, the supernatural in the mountain is caused by the worship of water, so it is very reasonable to even carry anomalies that cause celestial phenomena.

"Then it's no wonder."

Then the next moment, Hinsaki Fukaha, who didn't care about things like celestial phenomena and weather, changed his expression and exclaimed.

"Mom!"

Then, without waiting for the others to react, he ran out first.

"Huh!"

But fortunately, the speed is not fast, and there is Ayukawa, so Qin Heqing is not worried that Hinasaki Fukayu will just run away and disappear directly.

"Mom!"

It's just that the good times didn't last long, but in seven or eight seconds, Hinasaki Fukayu stopped again in a lost spirit, staring blankly ahead, with a sad face.

"Fukaha, what's wrong with you?" Qin Heqing stepped forward and pressed her shoulder with concern.

“…… I saw my mother......" Hinasaki Fukaha was silent, and said in a low tone.

"Are you sure it's your mother you're seeing?" Fang Xili, who was not on the side, asked.

"I'm not so unrecognizable that I don't even recognize my mother." Hinasaki Fukayu, who was already a little upset because of what happened just now, couldn't say a word to Fang Xili angrily.

"And do you remember the direction in which she moved?" Fang Xili was good-tempered, and she didn't mind Hinasaki Fukayu's tone, but asked with concern again.

"Go over there." Hinasaki Fukaha looked at her, as if she understood something, her eyes moved slightly, and she raised her hand and pointed in the direction where the mountain tram was.

"Then let's keep up." No, Fang Xili said immediately.

When everyone arrived, there was no objection, and they immediately moved along the road towards the station.

"Do you know what Fukafa saw?" On the way, Qin and Qing Dynasty did not come to Fang Xili asked.

"It's supposed to be an afterimage." No, Fang Xili replied.

"Afterimage? Isn't that something that can only be read when you look at it? How can it appear directly in the present world and be witnessed? Qin Heqing, who understood the legend of going up the mountain in the sun, also understood the afterimage and what he looked at, asked with puzzled eyes.

"I don't know the specific reason, but I think it should be related to the existence of incense." Don't come to Fang Xili said.

"......" Everyone was silent, turning their heads to look at Hinsaki Fukaha.

"I don't know." Hinsaki Fukaha shook her head.

……

The speed of the crowd was not slow, and it was daytime, even if there was the influence of clouds, so that the light was not particularly sufficient, but it was not to the point of affecting the actions of the crowd, so after a while, everyone came to the vicinity of the Hishangshan tram station.

Then Hinasaki Fukaha's expression changed again, and she saw the afterimage of her mother dressed in a shirt and black dress again.

However, at this time, she had already understood the nature of the afterimage, and she didn't show any more excitement, but followed the afterimage slowly with an excited expression, walked into the tram, and then started the tram, driving the morning sun up the mountain to move to the top of the mountain.

Mizunogo-mae Station.

Shiranui no Mori Station.

Yunomiya Mae Station.

It wasn't until the front of the palace that the crimson afterimage of Hinasaki Fukaha's mother Hina Saki reappeared, moving in the direction of the palace where it was.

"The Palace of the Shadows again?" Seeing this, Qin Heqing said with some surprise.

Could it be that this palace of seclusion is some kind of special place, so these women who have the qualifications to become pillars are allowed to run here one after another, and then they are put in a box to suppress the night spring?

However, the action was not slow, and he quickly followed everyone and came to the front of the Palace of Darkness again.

Along the way, I don't know if it was because of the day, or because of the relationship that had been cleaned up on the road when I came yesterday, the group of five people did not encounter any more attacks by resentful spirits, and it was very clean and smooth.

Then Hinasaki's crimson afterimage resurfaced again, and she turned around and walked into the rocky path next to the avenue in front of the Yunomiya, heading deeper into the depths.

"Looks like your mom is inside." Qin and Qingdao.

Then, without hesitation, he walked on the path first.

However, what was quite a slap in the face was that when he was on the road, two sacrificial resentful spirits suddenly appeared in broad daylight and launched an attack on Qin Heqing and the others very happily.

Fang Xili subconsciously raised the camera in her hand......

It's only halfway up, and then it's put down again.

Because she has already recalled the identity and particularity of these people around her.

So in the next moment, Yue'er and Ayukawa broke out one after another, and they forcibly suppressed the sacrificial resentful spirits wearing the red Fire Cloud Divine Official Cannon, and the seal was thrown to Qin Heqing to collect.

Then the obstacle disappeared, and everyone smoothly stepped on the gravel path, wading through the water, stepping on the stone slabs, through the path made of countless stones, and finally came to the front of the building called the House of the Knot.

Hinata's crimson afterimage emerges and walks into it.

"Looks like it's in there."

Immediately, Hinasaki Fukaha stepped forward quickly and walked into the house of the knot.

At the same time, the resentful spirit appeared, once again blocking the way of Qin Heqing and the others.

It's just the result......

Naturally, like other resentful spirits, it became the refining raw material in the hands of Qin and Qing.

As they explored, they searched for the existence of the black box in the house.

……

The hard work paid off, and after finally running through all the rooms inside the room with a strange way of connecting, Qin Heqing and the others finally found a properly placed black wooden box in a room decorated without any superfluous clutter!

Hinasaki Fukaha's expression was excited, and she quickly ran to the front.

"Mom's ......"

As he spoke, Hinasaki Fukaha reached out and touched the black box.

"As a child of Huangquan, it's time for you to fulfill your mission......" At the moment when Hinasaki Fukaha's hands were about to touch the black box, a ghostly old lady in black clothes and withered skin suddenly appeared in the room, grabbed Hinasaki Fukaha's arm, looked at her with black eyes, and said in a hoarse voice.