"Guests are going to go to Morimiyayama?"

The middle-aged waitress raised her eyes and her mouth twitched, as if she had something to say, but she couldn't say it.

"I just listened to a friend's recommendation."

Xichengshi's face did not change, and he smiled at the middle-aged waiter and said.

"Recommended by a friend..."The waitress groaned, then quickly lowered her head and muttered softly:

"Could it be that you have a grudge against that friend?"

This sentence was said lightly and urgently, if it weren't for the fact that Xicheng-style body surpassed ordinary people under the reinforcement of dead qi, it was estimated that it would not have been heard.

The waiter muttered this sentence and then looked up again:

"If you're planning to go sightseeing, I still recommend Chiaki Park, as for Morinomiya... Personally, I would recommend not going over. ”

"Oh? What is the reason for this? ”

Xicheng pretended to be puzzled.

But looking at the waiter's hesitant expression, he actually probably understood.

In the mountains of Morinomiya, something is definitely happening.

Seeing Xicheng's question, the waiter also sighed, and said a little helplessly: "In fact, there have been several incidents of tourists missing near Sengong Mountain. ”

"Really?"

Sure enough? There have been several cases of tourists going missing near Mt. Morimiya...

Maybe it was the members of the Eternal Festival who were guarding the vicinity of Mt. Morinomiya who did it.

"Well, because Mt. Morinomiya doesn't have a dedicated manager, and there are often mountain bears in the vicinity, it's really not a good place for sightseeing."

The waitress shook her head.

"Oh... I see. Nishijo nodded thoughtfully.

There are bears in Akita Prefecture, and there have been reports of man-eating black bears in the past few years. This is not surprising.

The waitress continued: "And that mountain is not a good place in our local area, there are a lot of rumors..."

She was about to continue, but was interrupted by a voice next to her.

"Luckily, the customers are still waiting to eat, so don't make small talk. And talking about such unpleasant topics will make customers unhappy. ”

A middle-aged male chef wearing a navy blue apron and a chef's hat is looking at this side.

He speaks with a particularly heavy Akita accent, which is somewhat different from the standard Japanese language.

I can tell that the other party should be a local from Akita.

For this Cheng Biting Jin, who suddenly came out, Xicheng Shi was not at all surprised.

After all, some Japanese people have a very strong sense of region, they are very xenophobic, and they can't listen to others say bad things about their hometown.

But that's not going to work—

Nishijo also wants to hear the 'lot of rumors' that the waitress has not finished.

He simply pulled away from the counter and said to the chef with a gentle face: "It's rude to ask so many questions just now, but I didn't ask those words out of pure curiosity." ”

As he spoke, Xicheng took out a business card from his arms.

The business card caught the chef's eye, and he looked over and couldn't help but read it out loud:

“... Mr. Nishijo... Horror fiction author? ”

"That's right. When I came to Akita this time, I also wanted to draw on the scenery, and I would like to have any topics such as urban legends, spiritual fields, and ghosts. ”

In order to cope with this kind of occasion, Xicheng has long printed a batch of business cards of various identities.

Using these false identities, it is easy to get closer to others.

When Xicheng said these words, his eyes were serious and his conversation was exquisite.

It really looks like a fiction writer for the sake of the material.

"I see, it's a writer."

The chef brought the dishes ordered by the West Castle, and his eyes were much gentler.

Japan as a country seems to have a natural admiration for writers, and the slightly more famous one is Osamu Dazai.

This thing dragged a few female students to jump into the river and die... Even if he is depressed and irresponsible for the lives of others, there are many people in Japan who worship him.

And if the Nishijo-style horror novels are best-sellers, they might even attract some tourists to Akita.

When you think about it, the chef of the restaurant can understand the behavior of the chef in the West Side.

He thought for a moment and said, "Actually, what Xing said is not much of a secret among the locals of our Xianbei City. It's nothing more than a legend about the spiritual field, the holy place that has been killed since 1. ”

The spiritual field, as explained in Japan since ancient times, is a place where souls gather.

As for the Holy Land since 1 killing... This is the popular saying among young people in Japan in recent years, that if you choose your own end in the Holy Land of Self-1 Killing, your soul will be able to ascend to heaven smoothly and will not linger in this world.

"What is the specific content of the legend?"

Xicheng asked after drinking the flavor of the soup.

"I remember saying it a long time ago."

The chef thought for a moment and replied:

"Entering the land where the white mist spreads valley streams, climbing over the layers of fog peaks, in the Buddhist temples and temples where the white mist lingers, if you can get the forgiveness of the children of the white mist who live in it, even the souls who have committed suicide will be comforted."

Listening to his explanation, Xicheng-style eyebrows raised.

Fog Hidden Valley, Fog Peak, White Fog Temple...?

Although the last Son of the White Mist, the Nishiro Style, can't be associated with the White Mist Divine Son anyway...

But the legend of the suicide holy place Mori Palace Mountain is undoubtedly talking about the affairs of the White Fog family.

"This is also a very famous ancient legend on our side, and because of this legend, many tourists from other places have recently committed suicide on Mt. Morimiya."

The chef couldn't help but wave his hand in disgust.

In his opinion, these people are really idle.

"Thank you so much." Xicheng thought and nodded.

The other party's words were very valuable for reference, at least they gave him a more specific understanding of the Baiwu family.

And since Morimiyayama is so famous-

Xicheng opened the phone and searched for the keywords of Mori Gong Mountain.

Countless entries popped up.

'Morimiyayama? The magic mountain that seduces people to commit suicide! ’

'Reveal the true face of the disappearance of tourists from Moriyayama, Senhoku City, Akita Prefecture! ’

'Son of the Fog Hide? Morimiyayama Da decryption! ’

Various theories are circulating on the SNS network in Japan.

Some people say that even if you don't have suicidal thoughts, as long as you go to Mt. Morimiya, people who don't want to commit suicide will want to commit suicide.

It is also said that the disappearance of tourists from Morinomiya Mountain was caused by local black bears attacking pedestrians.

In short, these people have their own arguments.

"It's really famous."

Xicheng's eyes flickered.

He finished his meal and walked out of the restaurant after checking out.

Combined with the recent reports of missing tourists seen on the Internet, the Xicheng style can basically be determined.

Morinomiya Mountain –

Indeed, there are men of the Society of Eternal Sacrifice who are guarding it.

Yes.

Someone is hiding in the dark snowy forest.

When you're not looking...

Reach out.

Pulling you into the vast forest.