Near the Pacific coast, about 100 kilometers southwest of Tokyo, Mt. Fuji, with an altitude of more than 3,700 meters, is one of the largest active volcanoes in the world, and although it is currently dormant, the earthquake off the coast of Japan's Honshu Island a few years ago also caused an unusual tremor of Mt. Fuji.

On top of the high mountain, there is a shrine built for the goddess "Kinoha Kaiyahime", and it is the Asama Taisha Shrine that rules over more than 1,300 Asama Taisha shrines in the country.

In 1604, Tokugawa Ieyasu added the main hall, worship hall, coin hall, and dance hall, which formed the ancient Japanese-style buildings that occupy a lot of land on the top of Mt. Fuji today.

Lin Luoran took everyone from the Lin family and went up the mountain openly.

The red thing like the Huaxia archway is called "torii" by the locals, and it is rare to have such a high gate tower in this projectile land. This is the main entrance of Mt. Fuji Hongu Asama Taisha Shrine.

Of course, ordinary tourists can't come to this place at night, but Lin Luoran led everyone to stroll over, because she made no secret of her cultivation, and her arrival had already alarmed the owner.

Someone came out with a few papier-mâché lanterns to illuminate the newly built asphalt road in front of the Taisha Shrine.

Asada Saito's face showed a hard smile on his serious face, "It's even deeper, I didn't know that my predecessor would come at this time." ”

His Chinese language was more genuine than his smile, and Lin Luoran smiled very reservedly, "The night view of Mount Fuji is good, we walked far away, and we came here without checking for a while, and when we visit at night, we won't disturb, Lord Asada Guard?" ”

The conversation between the two men was very similar to a meeting between the heads of state of the two countries, and they were all high-sounding and polite nonsense.

Li Xi'er's big eyes like amber turned around, I don't know what happened to her Senior Sister Lin tonight, such an urgent situation, and being polite to these Japanese monks, can't talk about the topic for a long time, which makes people secretly anxious.

Wen Guanjing was also surprised that Lin Luoran still had such a side, but Lin Dad and Yuan Ye were very proud of Lin Luoran - their Lin family was calm.

However, I don't know what happened to Luo Dong and Huang Weijian. Dad Lin sighed a little, he should have been the pillar of the Lin family, but his cultivation was not good, and he was going to let his daughter come forward.

"If you don't like it, why don't you come in and visit the company?" Asada Saito's posture was very low, and Lin Luoran also took advantage of the situation.

The lantern is like a waiter in the shrine, silent along the way, and Asada Saito looks like he is not a small low-level person, and the explanations along the way are a little dry. The two sun flags fluttering in the wind on the left and right in front of the main hall made Lin Luoran feel a little strange in his heart.

It is said that among the 100,000 or so shrines distributed throughout Japan, there are many "memorial monuments" and "monuments to loyal souls." Just like the offerings in the Yasukuni Shrine, these so-called loyal souls are all contaminated with the strong bloody atmosphere of the Chinese civilians.

Even Lin Luoran would be more intuitive, thinking of the blood pool underground palace under the Zhongshan Mausoleum in Jinling. It was the blood of hundreds of thousands of civilians that caused the bloody demonic qi...... All of this made her feel faintly uncomfortable, and there were signs of intensification. I don't know if those Chinese compatriots took into account a little bit of such avoidance when they happily came to play, when they wrote their hearts on the "Painted Horse" with the effect of wishing cards?

Or would she be the only one who cares about the gray history recorded in a scroll of paper?

- Maybe there is no direct kinship, after all, they are compatriots of the same blood, and they were massacred on a large scale, and such a history really can't be faint in my heart at all?

Wen Guanjing's face was very solemn, even Li Xi'er was infected by Lin Luoran's sudden solemn expression, Lin Dad didn't look down on these low Japanese-style houses at all, Yuan was also smart, and he somewhat guessed his master's thoughts.

"Asada-sama, I wonder if we can go and pay homage to the goddess of the mountain?"

Now that he has guessed the master's thoughts, Yuan Ye, the eldest disciple, has cleverly changed the topic, Luo Dong and Huang Weijian have no news yet, and the fallen Huaxia monk has not been rescued yet, although Yuan also agrees with his young but powerful master, and cut this divine palace to the point of only a wooden stake by his own temper, but at least he has to save people first, right?

Asada Saito's face froze, and of course he had to nod his head in approval.

Since the door is opened to welcome guests, of course, there is no reason not to let guests pay homage to the Lord. As the bodyguard of the Taisha Shrine, in the absence of the Grand Priest, Asada Saito's words and deeds represent the face of the Asama Taisha Shrine of Mt. Fuji Hongu. To a certain extent, what he said, in the eyes of believers, can also represent the "Goddess of Wood Blossom Yaji".

Lin Luoran really went to worship the goddess, but Li Xi'er took the opportunity to take Lin Dad and Wen Guanjing to walk around in this big shrine, she moved lightly, and one body had already crossed the courtyard gate, making the waiters who were waiting with lanterns miserable, but they still had to step on clogs to keep up.

Asada Saito wanted to speak, but Yuan Ye pulled him with a stern face to ask him about the deeds of "Wood Flower Blossom Yahime Goddess".

If you don't respond, it will be evidence of his insincerity in serving the goddess, which is extremely unfavorable to the election of the high priest who is about to come. If you respond, you really can't stop these people from wandering around the shrine and disturbing the gods.

Lin Luoran walked into the main hall, the statue of the goddess in the shrine was made of wood, she closed her eyes and felt the power of faith shrouded in this main hall, and the black fog hit a wave, almost subverting her small boat.

What gathers here is probably the power of faith of all the goddesses of Mount Fuji in Japan, Lin Luoran couldn't help but clench his fists, the power of faith is black, I don't know what kind of wish they sincerely pray for every day, what kind of wish will converge into inky black?

Because of the anger in her heart, she forgot about her encounter in the Jokhang Temple for a while.

She is not mortal at the moment, the gods have their own dojos, and she has a godhead, how did she enter the main hall of the Asama Taisha Shrine?

Lin Luoran hadn't come back to his senses yet, and Yuan couldn't hold back Asada Saito, who was about to enter the hall, Lin Luoran couldn't check it again, so he excused himself and left.

Li Xi'er's face was also unswerving, and it seemed that there was no special discovery.

Only the dark attribute faith power in the main hall confirms that Asama Taisha has an inescapable relationship with the disappearance. However, there is no clue as to where the missing people have gone.

Lin Luoran and the others came and went in a hurry, and Asada Saito watched them leave until he ordered the waiter to close the door.

When he returned to the main hall, a dark shadow emerged from the thick fog, and he screamed, "Why is she so godlike, kill her, you must kill her." ”

Asada Saito's eyes were confused, and he didn't bother to ask what "body godhead" meant, and only the thought of "killing her" was left in his mind.

A rookie who doesn't belong to Japan, of course, it's best to kill it. As the most devout believer in the goddess, Asada Saito did not resist this command at all.

When the door of the main hall was gently closed, I didn't notice it, and there were tears flowing from the corners of the eyes of the wooden statue on the shrine.

Because of the urgency of time, Lin Luoran also did not find that the wooden statue of this shrine was still shrouded in a layer of white faith power, and in the main hall filled with black air, just like Lin Luoran's own senses, like a small flat boat in the raging sea, it was in danger.

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"Senior sister, there are obviously weirdness in that big society, but we can't find out, it's really hateful!"

Li Xi'er held the fingers that bound the fairy rope hard, and when she thought that she didn't know what to do when she watched Lin Luodong and Huang Weijian grow up, she couldn't calm down.

Lin Luoran was more anxious than her, but the power of dark faith in the main hall, if she didn't find the center, it was estimated that it would be more dangerous to deal with than any struggle she had cultivated.

As a last resort, Lin Luoran didn't want to do something he wasn't sure of, which would not only be useless, but would harm his family.

Luo Dong and Huang Weijian, as well as the fallen Huaxia monks, you must hold on!

Lin Luoran was secretly anxious, for the sake of everyone's morale, he had to hold on to his composure.

Li Xi'er was annoyed, "Then ...... now?" ”

Lin Luoran summoned Zhao Jian, "Go back to Shibuya!" ”

The missing young people are all related to Shibuya, and if Mt. Fuji can't find anything for the time being, she will have to start with Shibuya.

This time, Yuan Ye Imperial Sword carried Lin Dad, and Xiao Jin seemed to be forgotten by them in a corner of the mountains.

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Lin Qingxue led a team of special forces and trekked at another trailhead of Mt. Fuji.

They were all equipped with the most sophisticated weapons, and they were the most disciplined and powerful squads in China. Corresponding to the dark attribute faith power that is permeated in the main hall of the main shrine, their team happens to be called "light".

Does the Light Squad really work miracles?

A special soldier suddenly sighed, and Lin Qingxue turned around: "What's wrong?" ”

The special forces chose to share functions, and in the white light of his communicator, many fluctuating lines and values appeared in the virtual video.

"Sir, there were signs of human activity here half an hour ago."

Technological civilization is not without merit, Lin Qingxue clenched the psionic pistol in his hand, this is a high mountain about three thousand meters above sea level, and not far away is the vast snow top of Mount Fuji. It's suspicious how anyone could be active here on a snowmelt night.

"Follow the trails."

"Yes!"

Their boots made a slight noise against the dead branches, and the direction they were heading was a valley covered with snow. Lin Qingxue's breathing was faint and inaudible, and she didn't know what kind of truth she was approaching.

Even if it is a fluke, after returning to China, it will inevitably be punished with glory, but Lin Qingxue does not regret it at all.

The humble female soldier also has a pure land to hold on to, and in a way, she can be regarded as a devout believer.