Sitting alone in the turbulent cabin seat, I closed my eyes and leaned back in my chair, waiting for the plane to take me to Japan.

I don't like parting the most, but I am parting frequently, and this time I went to a completely unfamiliar country.

Grandma and Tan Taili have been doing things for me these days. I also took the time to mention a lot of Japanese customs and customs.

It's just that my impression of Japan is still stuck in the Japanese invasion of China, the Japanese samurai's penchant for disembowelment, and the midnight bell.

From my grandmother's description of Japanese customs and customs, I know that Japanese ghost culture is particularly famous.

The so-called Japanese oni culture refers to the cultural phenomenon of Japanese belief and worship of ghosts.

When ghosts are worshipped, they become gods in the Japanese population, but they are revered by Japan for a very low status.

The gods revered in Japan were worshipped by future generations only when the ruler conferred the title of god.

On the political zhì. The Japanese finally found a point of convergence between ghosts and lying, so Japanese politicians were keen to worship ghosts.

Japanese politicians have become enthusiastic about ghost worship, which has led the entire Japanese people to set off a fanatical belief in ghost worship.

Japan is a nation that worships ghosts, and a national ghost summit is held every year.

Groups from all over the country perform and introduce local ghost stories in the field, and these events have helped Japan's oni culture flourish in modern society.

The Japanese in the island nation have a tendency to be psychologically mystic, and they refer to their unseen, untouchable, and uncontrollable forces as yokai.

In other words, the Japanese refer to ghosts and demons as yokai collectively, and they also maintain and worship those oni and demons that they identify as yokai, and oni and demons are god-like beings in their hearts.

At the same time, because Japan is located in the far north and surrounded by the sea, the island nation of Japan is a country with great respect for mountains and seas.

Mountains and seas have always been regarded as island countries where ghosts rule the world. The power of ghost culture continues to amaze today.

The anti-enchantment movement of scientism is always just a revolve in the objective world, but in the subjective world of the Japanese, ghosts are simply on the same page as heaven and earth, and the sun and moon are the same as each other.

Many Japanese art forms are related to ghosts, and traditional art can be regarded as a national treasure in Japan.

Noh noodles are masks worn by Noh artists during performances. It's a bit like the face of Chinese Peking Opera, but it looks like a ghost's face, with long hair, angry eyes, fangs, and two expressions of sadness and smile, and the content of the performance is mostly a ghost world. ()

There are many stories about ghosts in Japanese literature. For example, Ikyu, unlike the anime, the story of Ikyu Mage is full of gods and monsters in Japan.

Drawing ghosts is an important part of Japanese painting, and there are many horror films in Japan with ghost stories as the main line, which are very popular in Japan and popular in various countries, and many cartoons are based on ghost stories.

Held every year in Japan, the World Oni Convention attracts thousands of people from all over Japan who have a strong interest in oni culture to appreciate and promote Japanese oni culture.

In every city in Japan, you will hear some local ghost stories, and some regions will show some attractions and performances based on the content of the stories.

Rituals to worship demons are held all over Japan, and many of them have become popular tourist attractions for Japanese and foreign tourists from all over the world.

Rituals to worship demons are protected by the national government as an intangible cultural heritage in Japan.

Some of these ceremonies are national. For example, during the annual change of seasons, the Japanese pray for the elimination of calamities.

The annual Obon festival is one of the three major festivals in Japan, and at this time, the whole nation moves around, and many people go home to visit the graves and pray for the blessings of their ancestors.

Almost all Japanese people believe that there is a world after death, and Obon is the Ghost Festival, which is to be with the ghosts of the ancestors.

In the perception of the Japanese, ghosts are all blue-faced fangs, bull-headed and horse-faced, but the Japanese believe that their ancestors are not terrible after death, and they believe that their ancestors will always take care of their children and grandchildren.

My grandmother and I told me that in Japan, don't provoke ghosts lightly, even if you are entangled by ghosts, try not to make a move if you can, and avoid the eyes and ears of the Japanese people when you have to make a move, so as not to add to the trouble. Hugh Li died.

I remember my grandmother and Tsudairi's explanation, and at the same time, I also smacked my tongue at the perversion of Japanese ghost culture, and I only felt that after I arrived in Japan, it must be a wise choice not to go out every night.

The plane was flying high in the sky, and although I restrained my feelings, I still couldn't help the distraction of my thoughts, and when the plane had already begun to land, I looked down through the window.

Looking down on the island nation of Japan, watching the endless sea envelop the island nation of Japan, what popped up in my mind was the reverence for water in Japan that my grandmother and Tsudairi had mentioned to me.

There are many legends in Japan related to water, such as Granny Bean, who is a goblin who uses a sieve to catch people in the water to eat; The bridge girl is a female ghost who commits suicide for love; The kappa, which is active in the river, is likely to be based on a ferocious freshwater crocodile.

I am here in Japan, where ghosts are raging, and I hope that I can spend my life in Japan, and I can complete the task given to me by my grandmother, overlooking the Japanese island country, I am worried but my eyes are firm.

After the plane landed smoothly, I finally stepped onto the Japanese ground, pulled my suitcase and backpack out of the airport, and I went to take a taxi.

My Japanese level is now only at the level where I can tell the address on the business card that I gave to the taxi master when I was playing.

Listening to the people around me, I feel like listening to the book of heaven, but even so, I still have a calm expression, and I am at peace when I come, and I can't avoid staying in Japan for a long time, so I can't show my timidity as soon as I arrive in Japan.

My grandmother only gave me the name of the school I wanted to study for graduate school and the contact number of my supervisor, and it was far from the beginning of the semester, so I had to go to the person on the business card that I was given to me first.

Walking to the taxi stand, which was lined up for passengers, I beckoned to the taxi in front of me, and as soon as the taxi approached me, I opened the trunk of the taxi and was ready to stuff my suitcase inside.

But at this time, I only felt my back loosen, and immediately turned my head to look, I saw a seventeen or eighteen-year-old boy who looked like a Chinese man was carrying my backpack and had run far away, and the boy turned his head to look at me while running.

Reflexively, I immediately chased after the boy, who immediately turned into a narrow passage between two tall buildings not far from him.

I watched the boy enter the narrow passage, and when he ran to the entrance of the passage, I turned into the passage.

After chasing the boy for a short time, the boy led me to turn left and right, and finally threw me off by virtue of his familiarity with the terrain.

The pestle was at the place where the boy was lost at the end, and I was seriously injured.

As soon as I came to Japan, I was robbed, not to mention the robbery, not only did I fail to catch up with the man who robbed me, but I was also gorgeously lost.

There were no valuables in my backpack except for almost all the Japanese dollars that had been exchanged for me in advance, and I regretted it for the rest of my life, and I would not have chased the robber if I had known that this would be the case.

I just regretted it to no avail, so I stood still and looked around to see where the nearest taxi stopped, and at the moment I still had a wad of Japanese dollars stuffed in my pocket, which should be enough for me to take a taxi back to the airport.

Standing still and looking around, I saw that modern architecture abounded in Japan, but the architecture of the place I was in was at odds with the overall architectural style of the city.

The retrospective buildings on both sides of the street look old, and some of the buildings as far as the eye can see are in disrepair.

The buildings on both sides of the street are obviously dilapidated, although there are taxi stop signs on the street, but not a single taxi passes by at this moment, and I am not in sight.

Encountering a dead street, such a situation made my scalp tingle when I stopped following the footsteps of the robber and began to look around.

Especially when I perceived the thick cold and cold atmosphere of the ancient Chinese-style house directly opposite me, I was instantly creepy.

I didn't understand why the ancient Chinese-style house I was facing now continued to overflow in the middle of the day, but I knew that more was better than less, and my life was fragile.

Calming down, I followed the line in the middle of the street in the same direction.

Walking along the path, I don't know if it was my own delusion or whatever, I could always feel a pair of cold, intimidating eyes staring at my back.

I tensed up and didn't look back, I quickened my pace and just wanted to get out of this strange place as quickly as possible.

At that moment, I heard the sound of wheels scraping against the ground behind me, and the sound was getting closer and closer to me.

Such a sound was undoubtedly heavenly to me at this moment, and I immediately paused and turned my head to look, but as far as my eyes could see, I did not see any vehicles.

There was no vehicle as far as my eye could see, but I could clearly hear the vehicle approaching behind me just now, and I instantly felt cold.

Uncontrollably, my gaze glanced at the ancient house that had a creepy and cold aura that continued to overflow, and I immediately turned around and ran.

My heart was beating faster at the moment, cold sweat couldn't stop overflowing, sweat soaked my clothes, I pursed my lips and ran straight forward.

Fortunately, I finally saw a figure after running wildly, but I was still on the street with ancient buildings on both sides of the street, and I didn't dare to be careless at all, and continued to run wildly.

As I continued to run wildly, the people who came into my sight saluted me, and a taxi drove past me at a rapid pace, braking sharply not far in front of me.