In the field of vision, there is a dilapidated shrine house.

Broken tiles, exposed inner infill walls.

Under the gloomy sun, everything beats with the color of bewitching.

The color of blood... Stained everything red.

The entire shrine exudes an eerie atmosphere where no one can get close to the living.

It feels like more than enough to make a horror movie here.

And as soon as he thought that he was about to spend the night in this place, Nozawa Hideaki stopped and looked hesitantly at the Nishijo style beside him.

"Mr. Xicheng."

"Let's go, it's going to rain."

Xicheng style back reminder.

He didn't stop at all, and he didn't hesitate.

It is said that courage can infect others, and seeing Xicheng's unflustered expression, Nozawa Hideaki inexplicably felt a little more strength in his heart.

He followed behind Nishijo-shiki and walked forward.

The Xicheng style takes out the map from time to time and glances up.

As mentioned earlier, this is located to the east of the ancient shrine of Futori.

The large area to the east of the shrine is called the Pure Domain.

The so-called 'clean area' literally translates to 'clean place'

Although it is very mysterious, in fact, the so-called pure domain is equivalent to the place where the shrine maidens and priests live.

Strictly speaking, the pure domain is not actually part of the shrine, after all, making a fire to cook is already an act of being tainted with a secular atmosphere.

However, the shrine is so large that it is necessary to make room for shrine maidens and priests to live.

Otherwise, there is no place to eat and live, who will keep an eye on the Yellow Spring every day?

Nishigi-shiki and Hideaki Nozawa soon passed through the torii gate.

Passing through the torii gate is equivalent to officially entering the shrine.

"Oh... Is this the old shrine of the past? It's completely different from the shrine outside. ”

Hideaki Nozawa, who was already able to walk independently, looked around.

It has a different feel from the richly decorated shrine outside.

This shrine is dotted with simple wooden huts with oddly designed roofs, some with circular sloping roofs and others with standard pitched roofs.

The huts are divided into paths.

The only thing that is perhaps the same is that every hut has a rope in front of the door.

Note rope, in fact, is a zigzag white royal coin hanging on the ordinary hemp rope, in order to achieve the effect of the rope to ward off evil spirits.

Some of the huts still have completely rotted and shriveled vegetables hanging outside... Obviously, the Xicheng family was too fast back then, and the Hetori family didn't react at all.

This rich atmosphere of life and the atmosphere of the shrine are decorated with ropes outside the house, which makes Nozawa Hideaki feel a sense of novelty.

He had a feeling of inexplicability.

The so-called shrine is supposed to be like this.

And those Itsukushima Shrine outside, Inari Taisha Shrine... It's all so magnificent.

These shrines are too focused on a serious, solemn appearance.

On the contrary, there is a little less human touch.

Some people may say that the shrine was originally a sacred domain where the gods lived, so how could it be so close to human taste?

But in Hideaki Nozawa's opinion.

Even if the gods live, the people in charge of the shrine are living shrine maidens and priests.

No matter how serious you are, you must reveal some sense of life atmosphere to be normal.

And this Lotus Shrine is very suitable for the image of the shrine in Nozawa Hideaki's impression.

He subconsciously fumbled in his pocket and pulled out his phone from it, wanting to take a few pictures.

But it's clear.

Not even the Westside-style tail line phone could be used in this place, let alone his smartphone.

Nozawa Hideaki sighed deeply, with some small regrets.

But I've come this far, and I haven't encountered any resentful spirits or anything like that.

He was in a much more relaxed mood, and was even interested in joking with the Xicheng style next to him:

"It seems that there are no resentful spirits around here, which is a pity, I would have liked to see what spirits look like. But it seems that there is nothing to be afraid of here. ”

Nozawa Hideaki sighed exaggeratedly as he spoke, looking regretful.

"Really?" Nishijo glanced at Nozawa Hideaki, then stretched out his hand and pointed to his left: "Look over there." ”

"What... Mr. Xicheng, don't try to scare me. ”

Hideaki Nozawa laughed heartily and tilted his head absently-

Then the facial expression froze.

There was an instant smack on his face, and a cold sweat broke out.

In front of him was a human face.

The face of a pale middle-aged man.

He opened his mouth wide, and the black mucus in it was almost visible to the naked eye,

The eye sockets were empty, revealing the stinking rotten flesh in them.

"Mr. West, Mr. West, !!"

Hideaki Nozawa was about to cry all of a sudden.

He didn't expect that his front foot was just expressing regret, and the back foot appeared the last thing he wanted to see.

"Don't you want to see what a spirit is like?"

Nishijo glanced at Hideaki Nozawa.

"Look... Let's see... Forget it, I won't blow it! I'm sorry! Mr. Nishijo! Help me! He's coming over! ”

Nozawa Hideaki was a little speechless at first, but when the 'resentful spirit' leaned over in the back, he instantly screamed in horror out of nowhere.

"That's not a wraith."

Nishigi glanced at the 'resentful spirit' next to Hideaki Nozawa and looked away.

"That's just the remnants of human thoughts, and as I have explained before, human thoughts have power, and too strong thoughts will have an impact on reality, resulting in afterimages, which cannot harm humans. Similarly, humans cannot be touched. ”

Yes.

Hideaki Nozawa is surrounded by a standard afterimage.

When a living person passes by, it pulls the thoughts of the human beings who stay here, and it appears.

"Yes, is that so?"

Nozawa Hideaki swallowed his saliva, his whole body still couldn't stop shaking, and he looked at the illusory figure in front of him in fear.

No way.

Although Xicheng Shishi said that this type of afterimage will not hurt himself, he will still be afraid of those who should be afraid.

It's like if you go to a haunted house and know that all the ghosts in it are actors, but you should be scared or afraid.

He just watched the afterimage pass through his body with a confused face, and then disappear.

In the end, I gasped for breath as if I had exhausted my strength.

He relaxed all at once.

And as soon as a person survives any difficulties and relaxes, it is easy to say some big things and do some stupid things.

After all, this person's brain is still in the stage of downtime, and he feels that he can do anything.

Especially when he let Nishigi-shi see his unpromising appearance just now, Nozawa Hideaki felt that of course he had to behave well.

"It's not really much, Mr. Xicheng."

Nozawa Hideaki, who had come to his senses, looked sideways at Nishiro Shiki, and said lightly, "If the resentful spirits are all like this, then I shouldn't be too scared." ”

"Really?"

Nishijo did not refute Nozawa Hideaki, and his light and calm attitude made Nozawa Hideaki can't help but come closer and ask:

"Mr. Nishijo, do you think I'm joking?"

"I didn't mean that." Xicheng replied in style.

He really didn't mean that.

After all, he still had to find a relatively intact wooden house to prepare for the rain.

Hideaki Nozawa's mental activity... To be honest, he really didn't care.

He had this idea, but it didn't mean that Hideaki Nozawa also had this idea.

Even when many men grow up, they are still children, especially when they need to fight for breath, and they are even less ambiguous.

"Mr. Nishijo! Don't believe me! I'm really not scared! That's right... There's a wraith over there, I'll show you it. ”

Nozawa Hideaki ran forward without saying a word.

In the direction he ran, an illusory figure was raising that hideous and terrifying face and looking at Hideaki Nozawa.

Feel that the other person seems to be looking at you.

Nozawa Hideaki's heart beat violently in an instant.

Although Xicheng Shishi said that the other party can't hurt himself...

But I'm still scared...

He gritted his teeth, walked up and hooked the neck of the afterimage directly, looking particularly affectionate: "Look! Mr. Nishijo! I'm not scared at all! But that's the kind of thing. ”

Nozawa Hideaki looked at Nishijo-shiki, his face indifferent.

As he spoke, he patted the back of the afterimage: "Speaking of which, Mr. Xicheng, what did you just say?" The afterimage can't touch me, and it can't hurt me..."

Ay?

Nozawa seemed to notice something.

He glanced at his hand on the other's shoulder, and couldn't help but glance sideways at the 'afterimage' beside him.

The other party's resentful, rotten, shriveled eyeballs stared straight at him.

"It's weird..."

Nozawa Hideaki stretched out his hand and groped up and down the afterimage, and at the same time looked at Xicheng Shishi with a confused face: "Mr. Xicheng, didn't you say that the afterimage can't touch me?" ”

"Oh, it's okay, that's a real grudge."

Nishijo replied after a glance.

"Oh oh! It turned out to be a real ghost... Ah——?!h ”

Because the words spoken by the Nishiro style were too breezy and light, Nozawa Hideaki didn't react at once.

The moment he reacted—

The wraith's big, foul-smelling mouth, with its jaw completely separated from its upper lip, had bitten down his head!

This is going to swallow him alive!

Nozawa Hideaki's eyes widened and his mouth opened wide.

He tried to escape, but the spirits had already held him in his arms, and he couldn't break free.

The moment when I saw that my head was about to be bitten off by the other party-

Boom!!!!

Poof!

First, there was a loud bang.

Then there was the sound of pieces of meat scattering and splashing.

Nozawa Hideaki only felt a flower in front of him.

The head of the resentful spirit that was still holding him just now had exploded everywhere like rotten tomatoes, and the rancid brain tissue was scattered everywhere.

He also subconsciously licked the apricot liquid that flew in the air.

Just licked a little bit, and he almost didn't spit it out.

“... You're quite courageous. ”

Nishigi obviously also saw Nozawa Hideaki licking the body fluids of the resentful spirit, and couldn't help but speak.

The bodies of the spirits are all made up of resentment, and as long as the spirits are resolved, these bodies will dissipate into pure resentment.

Even if you eat the resentful spirit in your stomach, it will not have any digestive effect, let alone bring a burden to the human body.

Eventually, it will disappear.

Can disappear and disappear.

Let the West Side try the taste of the wraith... The West City style is definitely unwilling.

After all, the wraiths are filthy things, and they take the initiative to lick that thing... Basically, it's not too normal.

Seeing Nozawa Hideaki half-kneeling on the ground retching, Nishigi thought for a moment and handed the kettle to the other party.

After rinsing his mouth briefly, Nozawa Hideaki looked at Nishijo with a sad and angry face: "Mr. Nishijo! You already knew that the other party was a ghost, right? ”

"That's right."

Nishijo-style admitted.

"Then why didn't you tell me sooner?"

Nozawa retched twice.

"Aren't you afraid?"

"Uh-"

Xicheng-style rhetorical question, so choked that Nozawa Hideaki couldn't speak.

After a long time, he coughed dryly twice, and slanted his gaze away weakly: "After all, I am a weak man, and I still need Mr. Xicheng's protection." ”

"......" Xicheng style.

Nishijo-shiki looked at him with a look of 'you're serious'.

"I'm just kidding, Mr. Nishijo."

"Don't talk about that, it's getting late now, and I've found a nice place."

Xicheng pointed to the wooden house not far in front of him that was downhill: "That wooden house is in good condition, the roof is not broken, and it should be able to shelter from the rain." ”

After working for so long, I finally found a shelter from the rain.

......

The north side of the ancient shrine, the main entrance.

"Is this the Nitori Shrine...?"

Covered in blood, Kitagawa Temple stood at the entrance of the main entrance, looking at the dilapidated torii gates stretching forward in front of him.

The blood on Kitagawa Temple's body was naturally not his, but the blood of the pilot who piloted his helicopter.

Compared to the situation on the Xicheng side, the Beichuan Temple side is much more miserable.

He was also exposed to white light.

It was daylight in front of me, and my ears were covered by sound waves.

It was at that moment that-

The entire front half of the helicopter was wrapped in white light, and it was smashed into a pile of scrap metal!

All this happened so fast that even Kitagawa Temple only stretched out his hand and barely pulled up half of the driver's body.

But half of the body is obviously not enough.

The pilot in charge of operating the helicopter was killed instantly, and blood splattered all over the cabin.

After that, Kitagawa Temple decisively abandoned the helicopter, and then saw clearly what was wrapped in the white light.

It was a great wraith that uttered a piercing wail...

Hundreds of resentful spirits!

“... That thing..."

Kitagawa Temple frowned.

To be honest, he probably has a slight eyebrow.

It is estimated that there is a big problem with the seal set by the Xicheng family.

And such a powerful wraith... I guess they all have some self-awareness.

It would be difficult to get rid of him with the Xicheng style alone.

And... Even if this resentful spirit is expelled, what will happen to the Yellow Spring and the seal of the present world?

The palms of the hands and the backs of the hands are full of meat... In the end, it is estimated that it will be ruthless.

"But compared to that..."

Beichuan Temple pulled the sticky clothes on his body and couldn't help but shake his head.

Let's hurry up and go to the shrine and find a place to shelter from the rain.

It was almost night, and he didn't want to spend it in the rain.

He flipped through the collar of his coat to reveal the tattered ragdoll doll, and checked with his hand the status of the kagura bell hanging next to the hydration bag before taking a step towards the depths of the shrine.

Presumably the West Castle style is already in it, right...?