The shrine is rejecting Asamiya for eternity?

Kitagawa Temple withdrew from the Shenmu Forest with the body of Asamiya Yongshi, whose body trembled violently, and asked at the same time, "What do you mean that the shrine is rejecting you?" ”

As soon as she left Shenmusen, Ma Gong Yongshi's face also improved a lot, and she said weakly:

"It's literal, I don't know why, the closer I get to the shrine, the more my spirit body can't continue to maintain, and if I go up further, my spirit body may collapse."

Kitagawa Temple glanced at Nishikujo pitiful.

Nishikujo nodded pitifully at him.

Asamiya Eiyo didn't lie.

But the same Kitagawa Temple can also be seen from the reaction of Asamiya Eiyo, and the shrine is not far away.

Either in the middle of the Shenmu Forest, or through the Shenmu Forest.

It's a bit of a half-hearted way to go back like this.

Thinking of this, Beichuan Temple no longer hesitated, and looked back at Ma Gong Yongshi:

"Miss Yongshi, you should go back to the Ma Gong house first."

"......" Asamiya was silent forever.

But she quickly nodded: "I understand, Sijun." I wish you good luck. ”

Asamiya Yongshi has been very intelligent since she was a child, and she understands that it is definitely irrational for her to continue to stay in the dangerous Shenzhu Mountain as a good spirit, and forcibly following behind Kitagawa Temple will only drag him back and become a burden.

"Hmm. I'll just go up and have a look. Kitagawa Temple nodded, simply said goodbye to Asamiya Eternity, and went back to explore the depths of the Shenmu Forest.

Standing again at the trailhead of Shenmu Forest, feeling the increasingly strong cold wind, Beichuan Temple wrapped the clothes on his body tightly, and the whole person walked inward.

Obviously, the forest path of Shenmu Forest should have been abandoned for a long time, but the sides of the road were surprisingly clean, no weeds had grown, and the neatly paved stone bricks were only covered with green moss, and they were still a little slippery under their feet.

Beichuan Temple continued to walk inward, and after a while, he found a faint wisp of resentment on the other side of the road.

"That's...?" Kitagawa Temple is very familiar with this kind of resentment.

The things that the resentful spirits left behind in their lifetime, or the afterimages, will leave this black mist-like resentment.

In accordance with this wisp of resentment, Beichuan Temple broke away from the trail and came to the other side of the Shenzhu Mountain.

From here, the first waterfall of Quanyuan is at the foot, and the thing that is entangled in the black resentment is also in the hands of Beichuan Temple.

It was a tattered note.

This note seems to have been here for a long time, but because of the protection of resentment, the overall preservation is still intact.

Kitagawa Temple looked at the font above.

I saw it written like this.

'Spiritual realm, gods reside in the mountains. ’

'The so-called Spirit Realm, which is literally understood in the literal sense, is the place that connects the resentful spirits with the Yellow Springs, and I have visited this place several times according to the ancient city history of Shimaji City and the descendants of the survivors. ’

On a few occasions, as an outsider, I was discovered by the villagers and almost slashed with a thallium knife. ’

According to legend, the mountain is an excellent place for the shrine to worship the faith, and in the same way, as a spiritual area, I don't know how many people are hidden by the gods, and these people can't even find their bodies. ’

'As soon as a person who wants to die steps into the mountains, he will be hidden by the ghosts and spirits of calamity, and he will be trapped in seclusion forever and ever. ’

'I... Why do you keep investigating here? Obviously I was threatened like that. ’

I've long forgotten why. ’

Is it because I was deeply attracted by the folk culture of the village of God? ’

Or is it just to satisfy my curiosity? ’

'No... I'm for... For her...'

'But... That mountain... The mountain was getting closer. I can't help but come...'

The neat handwriting is blurred underneath.

"Is this...?"

Beichuan Temple repeatedly looked at this page of the mutilated diary investigation, and his mind jumped slightly.

"This can't be the record left by that Mr. Kinoshita back then, right?"

The lower right corner of the folk news newspaper basically has the author's signature.

And the person who wrote the report about the village of God was Kinoshita Yuki.

It seems that Mr. Kinoshita Yuki was also threatened by the Ma Gong family, and it is estimated that the report was written, and someone came to the door on purpose, right?

"It's no wonder that the report of God's residency in the village ended like that."

There are deep reasons for this.

But since part of the diary investigation is left here, it means that there may be other around...

The cold and dead air in Kitagawaji's eyes churned.

With the help of the dead air, the entire horizon seemed to change color.

In this state, Beichuan Temple clearly saw another black wisp of resentment.

Beichuan Temple followed that wisp of resentment and came to the depths of the dense forest.

On the grass in front of him lay neatly a piece of paper protected by resentment.

Kitagawa Temple picks it up.

The familiar neat handwriting comes into view.

"Sure enough, it's the second diary survey!" A glimmer of brilliance flashed in the black eyes of Beichuan Temple, and he hurriedly unfolded it, looking at it with both eyes:

'Spiritual realm, god resides in the mountain (2). ’

'Shenzhu Mountain is a place connected to the Yellow Spring, I have confirmed it. ’

It's been three days since I arrived at Mt. Shinju, and the stored food is almost gone, and the people at the shrine seem to have discovered me. ’

'Maybe I'll be found tomorrow, right?' But those things don't matter. ’

'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. ’

The mountain is calling to me, but I can't hear it anymore. ’

'Because I'm rotten, .....rotten, rotted

The last few lines were written in a habble like a curse, and the frenzied handwriting was no longer clear.

Beichuan Temple was watching intently, but he suddenly took two steps back under his feet, his body was dead, and his whole waist exerted force, and he slammed into his back!

Boom!!!!

There was a terrifying sound, and Kitagawa Temple looked back.

A man covered in rot and with his eyeballs hanging from his sockets is looking at Kitagawa Temple with his unique 'sight'.

His chest was dented by the iron mountain of Kitagawa Temple, but even so, he still stood resentful.

"Kinoshita Knot."

Kitagawa Temple was expressionless.

The other party's infiltrating appearance and terrifying appearance did not have any frightening effect on him at all.

He just looked at Kinoshita's miserable end and shook his head.

In the end, this person gave him the first clues to the god's residency.

If he could, Kitagawa Temple wanted him to be overtaken painlessly.

Thinking like this, Beichuan Temple took out the contemplation, and said with a serious but expressionless expression:

"I want to help you."