Chapter 327. To Ihan Island (4000 words)
The deep sea of trees seems to be able to pull people's souls into it.
Kitagawa Temple stared at this picture for a long time before turning to the next page.
I saw that the information said above-
'Day of Ihi: Legend has it that the whole island is closed off during the day of the festival, and if any of the tourists enter the island, they are left for a few days until after the festival. Residents of the island are not allowed to go out, and no one from outside the island is allowed to enter. This sacrificial activity seems to be to resist something, and through this sacrificial activity, it is to resist some aggression from the island. ’
The so-called island closure day turned out to be this Yihui day.
Kitagawa Temple knew in his heart, and his gaze continued to look downward.
A bold title in bold jumped into the sight of Kitagawa Temple.
'Belief in the Sacred Wood and the Wood. ’
'The Sacred Tree, which is a legendary tree believed by the people of Ihan Island, has found that most of the Ihan Islanders believe in the legend of the Sacred Tree, probably because of a legend that has been circulating on the island...'
Osamu Kamiya and Chihiro Kamiya probably haven't investigated what that so-called legend is, so there's a big question mark behind it.
Just when Kitagawa Temple was about to continue to go down, there was also movement from Kamiya Miku's side:
"Okay, I see, Mr. Maeda, um... I know. ”
Kamiya Mirai seemed to have lost his soul, but he nodded with a pale face, and nodded his head while answering in a low voice.
The other party's appearance made Kitagawa Temple feel that something was not quite right, he came to Kamiya Miku's side, and before he could ask, Kamiya Miku over there had already negotiated with the other party, and then hung up the phone.
"Temple-kun." After hanging up the phone, Miru Kamiya's palms were tightly clenched, and his body trembled slightly.
Under this expression, Kamiya Mirai still gritted his teeth and said word by word: "My father and mother's group have temporarily lost contact, as if they have explored too deeply... One of the team members got lost in the deep sea of trees, and they returned to look for it, only to disappear into the sea of trees. ”
She couldn't even say a word, but she still held back the sadness in her heart and continued to tell the news she had just gotten:
"Since yesterday, my parents have lost contact, and I heard that there seems to be a search and rescue team organized on the island of Ihihan..."
Originally, the university research team planned to hide this matter and wait for two days to observe the search and rescue situation before telling Kamiya Mirai the news, but the other party never thought that Kamiya Mirai would take the initiative to call over today to ask, which made them unable to hide their words anymore, and told Kamiya Mirai everything one by one.
Satellite phone communication is not working, and the search and rescue team was organized yesterday, so it stands to reason that the results should be available today, but-
There is no news coming, and the search and rescue is still under intense intensity.
What is this?
Miku Kamiya leaned limply against the edge of her desk, her nails restlessly scratching at the corners of her desk, small scratches being scratched unconsciously.
All these unstable factors have been gathered, how can she feel at ease?
Thinking in the direction of extremes, maybe your parents have been...
At the thought of that word, Miku Kamiya felt that he had difficulty breathing, and even his vision was a little blurry.
She tried not to show a weak expression, but her facial muscles were completely unresponsive.
Compared to Kamiya Future, Beichuan Temple looked slightly moved, and asked directly: "Uncle Kamiya has supplies on him for a few days?" ”
Kamiya Mirai took a deep breath: "About three or four days of food, because of the long-term investigation outside, my parents often bring a lot of drinking water and food. ”
She still retains a trace of luck, and it is here that she still relieves it.
Osamu Kamiya and Chihiro Kamiya bring all sorts of emergency supplies with them when they go out, and water and food are their top priorities.
The current search and rescue results have not yet come out, and there is no bad news that the bodies of Osamu Kamiya and Chihiro Kamiya have been seen, so it can also be concluded that the other party may still be surviving in the vast sea of trees.
But since Osamu Kamiya and Chihiro Kamiya have lost contact, it means that the two of them are in a situation of isolation and helplessness.
Fortunately, Beichuan Temple reacted in time and asked Kamiya Future to call and ask, otherwise if it was two or three days longer, even Beichuan Temple would be able to find out what it could do.
Kamiya Mirai stepped up and grabbed Kitagawaji's palm.
This was the first time she had shown such a helpless look in front of Beichuan Temple.
Usually the elf and eccentric Kamiya will show this kind of expression in the future, and Kitagawa Temple stretched out his other hand and touched her little head.
And feeling the movements of Kitagawa Temple, Kamiya Mirai couldn't hold back anymore, held Kitagawa Temple's palm tightly, lowered his head, and sobbed quietly.
This action lasted for almost five minutes before Beichuan Temple spoke:
"I'll go to Okinawa tomorrow."
Miku Kamiya's palm clenched even tighter.
She lowered her head and made her more willful request to Beichuan Temple for the first time:
"I want to go with me too."
Kamiya Mirai knew that she couldn't do anything with Kitagawa Temple, but this time she wanted to be willful.
"Okay."
Kitagawa Temple agreed without hesitation.
After all, this time it involves Kamiya's future parents, and Rao is Kitagawa Temple can't say no words of refusal in the face of Kamiya Miku with such an expression at this time.
"Thank you, Si-kun." Kamiya Mirai bowed with his head down, and his voice stumbled: "Really... Thank you very much, Si-kun..."
She said a lot later, but Beichuan Temple couldn't hear it clearly.
I just remember the non-stop sorry and choked sobs.
Ihan Island... Is it?
Kitagawa Temple's gaze sank.
......
This is a dead area, and the surrounding sea of trees has submerged people, making it impossible to distinguish between east and south.
It's the second day of being trapped, but Osamu Kamiya and Chihiro Kamiya are still looking for a way to get out of the trap.
"Governance, can the satellite phone call go out today? I think the resentment around me seems to have dissipated a lot. Kamiya Chihiro's eyes flashed with pale golden airflow, and after scanning around, she looked at Osamu Kamiya next to the fire, and asked directly.
"......" Osamu Kamiya.
Osamu Kamiya didn't answer his wife's question, but just calmly threw the satellite phone at Chihiro Kamiya.
The satellite phone still doesn't work.
After trying a few times, Kamiya Chihiro put down the satellite phone, rubbed her temples, and looked a little bored: "Zhi, I'm so bored, let's talk to me." ”
Regarding his wife's performance, Osamu Kamiya, who had been sitting on the ground thinking about things, just raised his eyelids and said briefly: "I think it is imperative for us to conserve our physical strength now, rather than spending our physical strength on useless things like talking." ”
What he said made a lot of sense, but Kamiya Chihiro was very dissatisfied, she got up decisively and lay directly on Osamu Kamiya's back, and her voice followed:
"Talk to me, talk to me, talk to me, talk to me! Talk to me! Govern! ”
"......" Osamu Kamiya.
He sighed deeply, obviously prepared for his wife's unobtrusive appearance.
They had fallen into the dead two days earlier in search of the missing team.
It seems that because of the magnetic field, in this strange space, the signal of the satellite phone cannot be transmitted at all, and similarly, this strange magnetic field also interferes with the compass, making it impossible for them to identify the direction at all.
Now the rest of the food can last for two days at most, if you can't find a way to leave in those two days... Then they will also go to the place where the most resentment remains in this dead realm to find clues.
But that is undoubtedly very risky, and if he is not sure, Osamu Kamiya does not want to take his wife to take risks.
As if sensing Osamu Kamiya's thoughts, Chihiro Kamiya's voice stopped, and he spoke again after a while:
"Governance."
"Huh?"
"We're going to be together, right?"
“... Well. ”
Osamu Kamiya nodded expressionlessly.
Chihiro Kamiya stared at Osamu Kamiya's expression for a long time before smiling-
"You're lying."
"Hmm." Osamu Kamiya nodded, and he held the palm of Kamiya Chihiro holding his neck: "That place is too dangerous for you, I don't want you to enter the dangerous place." ”
His tone didn't change, but Chihiro Kamiya could hear the worry in his words.
She gently kissed the side of Osamu Kamiya's face, and her palm grasped it tighter:
"I know."
After leaving these words, Chihiro Kamiya raised her head.
At some point, several staggering black figures fell around.
The pale face, resentment lingered, the bloodstained linen clothes had been dyed red, and black liquid dripped from the feet that rolled up the black flesh naked.
Wraiths.
......
The next day, Kitagawa Temple took a nervous Kamiya Mirai to Tokyo's Haneda Airport.
Fortunately, the weather was clear and cloudless, and the flight was not delayed.
After passing the security check and waiting for about an hour, Kitagawa Temple and Kamiya Mirai boarded the plane.
"It's still three hours from here to Okinawa, so you can take a break." Kitagawa Temple glanced at Miku Kamiya, who had thick dark circles under his eyes, and proposed.
“... I can't sleep, Si-kun. Kamiya Mirai held Kitagawa Temple's palm and shook his head gently.
Kitagawa Temple looked at Kamiya Future: "I've already arranged everything, you should take care of your mental state as soon as possible now, and you don't have to worry so much." ”
“... Good. ”
Although he is still a little uneasy, Kamiya Mirai also knows that his current mental condition is very bad, and if he doesn't cultivate his spirit, he will drag down Kitagawa Temple.
Kamiya Mirai tightly grasped the palm of Kitagawa Temple beside him and closed his eyes.
At this time, Beichuan Temple can bring her some support and comfort.
After a while, the sound of Kamiya Miku's steady breathing came, making Kitagawa Temple also shake his head.
This little girl hugged herself and cried all the time last night, and she barely fell asleep when she was tired of crying, and then she got up earlier than him the next day, so she naturally became like this.
At the school, he had already asked Ryoko Okano to help him ask for leave.
As if sensing the uneasiness in Kitagawa Temple's tone, Ryoko Okano didn't ask a word, but just left a sentence in a teasing tone, "Next time, you can take your little girlfriend to invite me to dinner, Kitagawa", and then simply went to Jingbei to help.
This woman is such a person, she will definitely not be ambiguous when she should help, and it is not in vain that Beichuan Temple helps her so much.
As for the Okinawa side...
As Kitagawa Temple said, he had already arranged everything when Kamiya didn't know about the future, she only needed to follow her, and the rest didn't have to worry at all.
He wasn't as anxious as Kamiya Future, after all, things had become like this, and no matter how anxious he was, it wouldn't help.
Besides, Osamu Kamiya and Chihiro Kamiya are also people with special abilities, so at least there shouldn't be much of a problem with self-preservation.
Therefore, for the safety of the two of them, Beichuan Temple also has an optimistic attitude.
Seeing that Kamiya Mirai had fallen asleep, Kitagawa Temple also used his spare hand to take out the materials that he hadn't finished reading yesterday.
Picking up yesterday's legend of the sacred wood is a matter of faith in the wood of Ihan Island.
For the villagers of Ihan Island, the secluded sea of trees is an inviolable divine realm, and it is common to see white ropes connected to the trees.
And it seems that due to the local geomagnetic situation, many electronic devices in the sea of trees are not working properly, which is one of the reasons why there is no signal base station there.
There are also many notes below the information that distinguish the locals from the outside world.
For example, every time a child is born in the village, a humanoid substitute is made for him by the village elders.
Every household has a humanoid generation, and every household also worships the humanoid generation.
These morphographs are, in some sense, another existence of the villagers of Ihan Island.
They believe that there is a reincarnation relationship between the soul, and the creation of the humanoid generation is to let the human soul reside in it, and the person who successfully makes the soul reside in the humanoid generation... Locally, it is called 'celestial beings', and it mainly means a person who has successfully broken away from the shell of the physical body and attained the right result.
Kitagawa Temple's eyes flashed.
In some sense, these Ihan villagers did succeed.
At least the Heavenly Son of the Tricolor Courtyard is indeed attached to the human generation, which is equivalent to being separated from the physical body.
This is the end of the record, after all, this is only the first half of the investigation, and it is understandable that it is not so detailed.
The legend of the Humanoid Generation, the legend of the Tree of Legends, the legend of the Sacred Tree, and the festival held on the day of Ihi...
All of this is still just a matter of being circulated among the local population, and it is difficult for outsiders to derive the specific meaning behind these activities from their mouths.
Since they have already made a trip to Okinawa, in addition to the rescue of Osamu Kamiya and Chihiro Kamiya, Kitagawa Temple is also very interested in these rituals.
His intuition told him that what was hidden behind this was definitely not to be underestimated.
Kitagawa Temple's fingers moved slightly, and he looked away from the data.
The plane is slowly and smoothly descending.
In the repeated thinking and analysis of Beichuan Temple, the plane was about to land.