Beichuan Temple turned the pages one by one, and finally found the words 'God Village' on the center and left page.

'Shen Village, this is an unknown mountain village located on the outskirts of the city of Island Road. It wasn't even marked on the map. Because of this, the Shenzhu villagers, who live in isolation, are very xenophobic. ’

'The Divine Village is located deep in the mountains of the Divine Residence...'

Beichuan Temple took a closer look and found that most of this report was about the environment around the village of the gods, and there was not much mention of customs and traditions.

This is also of course, after all, the villagers are xenophobic and do not mention anything about the customs and habits of the village, and the author of this newspaper must not have received much information.

However, in the latter issue, it was also mentioned that the previous issue introduced the mysterious and terrifying customs of the god village. This sentence, Beichuan Temple does not believe that there is no such thing on the page of this issue.

He looked down word by word, and finally found the mysterious and terrifying customs mentioned by the author.

The two families of the Shenzhu family and the Magong family are the two major families of the Shenzhu Village and are respected by the villagers, and on the Shenzhu Mountain, there is a little-known building. Shinju Shrine...'

Shinto shrine?

It's a new term again.

Kitagawa Temple continued to look down.

According to a descendant of a worker who had renovated the Shinju and Asaka houses and escaped, the Shinju and Asymiya families would tie the workers' ketones to the pillars of the foundation and bury them alive. The workers who are buried in the house are also called 'human pillars'. ’

"Human pillars?" Kitagawa Temple raised eyebrows.

Perhaps this topic sounded a little barbaric and bloody in the Reiwa era, even incredible.

However, in those days in Japan, legends of human pillars were actually spread in various places, and there were even cases of human pillars being excavated.

The main purpose of the human sacrifice is to pray for the safety of the town or village. This tradition has evolved into civil engineering, where if the construction period does not go well, living people are tied to the four corners of the foundation as sacrifices in order to pray for the smooth completion of the project.

I have found the descendants of this survivor and recorded his words as evidence, hoping to eradicate this tradition. ’

There are still some words underneath the newspaper, but none of them are what Kitagawa Temple wants to know.

This time, there was a mistake in his imagination, and it turned out that what was recorded in the 59th issue was not the customs and activities of the god village, but the human pillar rituals that took place all over Japan.

Beichuan Temple put down the newspaper, and now he wanted to know, where is the tape recorded by the author? What if the descendants of the workers did not only leak information about the human column in their conversations?

As soon as Kitagawa Temple put down the newspaper, he was immediately scratched by the pitiful round hand of Nishikujo on the side.

"You say you can sense a faint trace of resentment?" Kitagawa Temple looked at Nishikujo pitifully.

I saw Nishikujo pitifully pulling the clothes of Kitagawa Temple and sliding down, and his whole body clumsily squeezed into the gap between the placement racks.

Seeing the way she struggled to drill inside, Beichuan Temple couldn't help but want to reach out and push her inside.

But Kitagawa Temple still held back.

At least at this time, Kitagawa Temple

He waited patiently for the poor good news.

After a while, a crisp sound of tape tearing was heard, and Nishikujo, who had crawled out of the gap in the shelf again, looked a little grizzled and came out pitifully pinching the square wrapped in white yellowed paper.

She took three steps and two steps to the foot of Beichuan Temple, pulled his trouser leg, and there seemed to be a hint of invitation on her little face when she lifted up—

“......”

Beichuan Temple picked her up expressionlessly, reached out and patted the dust on her body.

Nishikujo was pitiful and looked very helpless when he picked it up.

After patting the ashes, Kitagawa Temple placed her on his shoulder and at the same time took the rectangular object wrapped in white paper.

This is probably the tape I was talking about.

Indeed, there is a slight resentment wrapped up in it.

After a small compliment on the pity, he put the tape in his pocket without changing his face, and the whole person came out of the storeroom.

He was definitely going to take the tape with him, after all, it would help him in his subsequent investigation.

But if you let the newspaper staff know, it may be a troublesome matter.

Adhering to the principle that more is better than less, Beichuan Temple carried the tape to the front desk to pick up the bag.

"It's Kitagawa-sama's stuff." When the hostess saw that it was Kitagawa Temple, she couldn't help but smile.

She thought about how to ask Kitagawa Temple for contact information, and handed her backpack to the other party.

"......" Kitagawa Temple.

Maybe it's because of the tape in his carry, Kitagawa Temple always feels that this woman's eyes don't seem to be quite right.

"Thank you." Kitagawa Temple thanked politely, and the whole person turned around and was about to leave-

"Wait! Mr. Kitagawa. ”

Beichuan Temple heard this, and the whole body was stunned at first, and then he carried his bag as if he hadn't heard it, and walked quickly to the door.

Did the woman find anything?

No, there's nothing wrong with me, right?

Where exactly was it exposed?

"Wait, Mr. Kitagawa!"

Kitagawa Temple's movements are faster.

While thinking about what was wrong with his part, he was expressionless and strode away quickly.

The posture of leaving in a hurry was faster than the speed at which the reception lady got up and trotted.

After a short time, Beichuan Temple completely walked out of the door and quickly left along the main road.

The reception lady looked at the fast-moving back of Beichuan Temple, and her mouth was deflated: "I obviously just want a contact information!" ”

Kitagawa Temple definitely heard it just now, but why didn't he stop at all?

The reception lady felt that her appearance was not bad, and there should be no problem with Beichuan Temple.

With this inexplicable emotion of 'losing her first love', she sighed sadly and returned to her job.

......

Of course, Beichuan Temple, who had already left, did not know about this farce, so he tore off the white paper and looked at the well-preserved audio tape in it, and couldn't help but feel a lot of emotion.

I saw that it was written in a small ballpoint pen: 'Recording of the descendants of the surviving workers'

He had traveled a lot of places for this tape, and if the tape could not be played, it would have been all for naught.

Beichuan Temple looked at this tape over and over again for a long time, and said to himself:

"It just so happens that there is a tape recorder in the B&B, so it should be able to use it."

I'm going to use that tape recorder tonight and see what's in it.

Kitagawa Temple couldn't help but relax, put the tape recorder in his backpack, and set out on the way home to the inn.