Chapter 137. Silly Assymiya Hitomi (Seventh Shift)

The white light flashed, and Kitagawa Temple saw the first scene.

It is a place connected by thick threads on all sides, which are filled with black water.

In the middle floats a round platform, and there are four direct wooden paths that can directly reach the round platform.

The round platform is divided into two halves, one half is engraved with the pattern of white chrysanthemum, and the other half is patterned with the mysterious flower of the shrine of the god.

In the middle of its stone face is engraved a circular mysterious pattern, which seems to be stained with blood.

It wasn't so much some mysterious pattern as it was a deeply engraved blood groove.

The round platform is surrounded by large pillars erected, and from some of the exposed and damaged pillars, Beichuan Temple seems to be able to see the miserable white arms hanging weakly, and the wooden surface of the pillars is glowing with strange black dew.

Looking at the past from the perspective of Kitagawa Temple, you can also see the double-opened quaint stone gate facing the screen.

The whole scene looks depressing and crazy.

In the blurred view, it seemed that something could be seen floating above the pitch-black water.

Kitagawa Temple was in high spirits, and when he just wanted to hold his breath and look at it, the picture suddenly flashed and jumped to the next scene.

The next scene is night.

The villagers silently walked towards the mountain with rain gear.

It was raining heavily that night, and lightning rumbled across the sky, illuminating the silent expressions of every villager like the walking dead.

At the forefront of the procession, there was a priest holding the dark blue standing fire that could not be extinguished by the heavy rain, and walked forward step by step solemnly.

The white light flickered again.

This time it's a shaky perspective.

It's like Kinoshita Knot running.

This time the scene is very familiar, and Kitagawa Temple has already discovered that this is the Shenmu Forest that he once walked through.

The dense ropes and the coffin-like trees that make anyone with a dense phobia sick feel sick make those who see them unhappy.

With a violent shaking and screams of pain, Beichuan Temple could clearly see the blood pouring out.

Kinoshita gasped violently, and finally barely escaped under the thallium knives of the god-resident villagers.

The so-called thallium knife is actually a chai knife, with a sharp hook like a sickle and a thick blade in the front.

"The first two paragraphs may have been secretly recorded by Kinoshita Yuki... But the latter ones..."

Kitagawa Temple prefers that Kinoshita Yuki's dying grievances are poured into the videotape, so that this last paragraph is added to it.

And from here, it can also be seen how persistent this Kinoshita is to the god in the village.

The portable tape recorder was invented much later, and Kinoshita's article was published thirty or forty years ago.

In other words, this Kinoshita Yuki has spent more than thirty years exploring the secrets of the god in the village.

There are not a few thirty years in life.

From youth to prime of life to middle-aged and elderly...

In the end, his body decomposed and he died in the Divine Residence Mountain.

Kitagawa Temple was able to understand this man.

He left the following statement in his investigation:

'Here I see my deceased wife... That's enough. ’

'Hezi... I have something I want to tell you anyway... I gave everything for this, but I have no regrets. ’

Going deep into the mountains of God, just to see his wife from the gate of the underworld, even if he was threatened by the villagers and high-ranking officials, his body rotted, and he never wavered in merging with the mountain.

For such a tough guy, Kitagawa Temple can't think of any words other than respect.

He was able to make such a detailed investigation of the Divine Residence Mountain because of his valuable information.

This kindness is considered unrequited by Kitagawa Temple.

After that, Kitagawa Temple watched the tape several times.

But every time he came to the scene where something floated above the pool he cared about the most, there would always be a flash of white light.

Kitagawa Temple rubbed his eyes and gave up the idea of continuing to watch.

If he was not mistaken, the scene of the first act should have been the place of the sacrificial ceremony.

The blood trough is prepared to allow the blood flow of the Soul Suppressor Twins.

"Then what's floating on the water is the Soul Attraction Flower...?"

Beichuan Temple thought about it, and then shook his head again.

He hadn't figured out any of these things yet, and he couldn't jump to conclusions yet.

This is only a corollary at best.

As for the second scene, it should be a ritual called 'The Shape of the Mountain'.

A team of that size, once it encounters a mudslide, is indeed a total annihilation.

This also shows that Kitagawa Temple's previous judgment was not wrong.

He took the tape back into his arms, said hello to Ichiro Hirasaka, and went back to the hotel.

As soon as I returned to the hotel, the quilt was laid out at Kitagawa Temple, and the whole person fell asleep.

As for Nishikujo pitiful?

She turned on the TV again and mimicked the movements on the aeronastics program above.

But Beichuan Temple didn't care about her, just asked her to keep her voice down a little bit, and the movement was not too big.

And so the night passed.

Between five and six o'clock in the morning, Kitagawa Temple wakes up on time.

The quality of sleep this time was very good, and Kitagawa Temple only felt that the feeling of weakness after yesterday's heavy rain had completely faded.

He went out to exercise as usual, came back and had a good breakfast, and finally went to the station at about half past eight to wait for Hitomi Asamiya.

It didn't take long for it to come to nine o'clock, and Kitagawa Temple, who was sitting on a circular chair outside the station, received a call from Hitomi Asamiya.

"Hello? Temple-kun? I've arrived, are you at that hotel? ”

Hitomi Asamiya's voice sounded weak, as if he was worried that calling Kitagawa Temple so early would cause him trouble.

Beichuan Temple didn't care, he simply replied:

"I've been waiting for you outside the station for half an hour, and when you come out, you can see the ring chair, and there I am."

"Ahh Yes, I'm sorry! As soon as Hitomi Asamiya heard that Kitagawa Temple had been waiting for half an hour, he apologized on the other side of the phone.

At the same time, Beichuan Temple can also hear the sound of human bodies colliding on the other end of the mobile phone.

Immediately followed by Asamiya Hitomi's apology to the others:

"I'm sorry! Caused trouble to you. I'm so sorry! ”

I guess she bowed subconsciously, but accidentally bumped into someone else.

Asamiya Hitomi is still like this, from her current performance, Beichuan Temple can't see the slightest bit of the weird feeling of childhood.

He waited in front of the station for about five minutes, and then he saw a girl standing a little confused at the exit of the station.

She was carrying a small suitcase, which she thought was something like clothes.

Looking at Hitomi Asamiya's worried appearance, Kitagawa Temple couldn't help but shake his head and stood up and waved at her.

"Ah, Kitagawa-san!"

Hitomi Asamiya, who was still searching around, saw Kitagawa Temple, and she ran over from the exit with her suitcase in tow.

Seeing her like this, Beichuan Temple couldn't help but be a little worried.

It's just a drag bottle.