Chapter Thirty-Seven: A Hundred Ghosts Walk at Night
A few minutes later.
"I'm moving!" Everyone at the table clasped their hands together and said in unison.
The dinner is made by the owner's wife, and everyone has something for everyone, such as the crab pot and soup curry that are unique to Hokkaido.
Although both husband and wife are in their sixties, they look very young.
During the meal, Kiyosuke also figured out the identity of the travelers sitting opposite, they were all college students from Osaka, and they came to Hokkaido to travel together during the summer vacation, and it didn't seem that there was anything special about it.
However, the owner of the inn made Kiyosuke mind a little, and when he got up to serve the meal, he found that the owner of the inn had a strange navy blue handprint on the neckline of his neck.
The range of the handprint was so small, only a few centimeters, that Kiyosuke didn't recognize what it was at first.
"It doesn't look like a tattoo, it looks more like a birthmark." Kiyosuke said secretly in his heart.
The owner of the B&B has a handprint birthmark on the back of his neck?
Kiyosuke frowned, always feeling that something was wrong, if it was a birthmark, it would be too much like a baby's palm.
Several tourists and Kiyosuke and the others also became familiar with each other, but because they were underage, the three of them did not drink, but only used juice instead.
"Handa-san, are there any legends about Lake Toya?" Kiyosuke pretended to ask inadvertently, and Handa was the name of the owner of the guesthouse.
Hearing Kiyosuke's words, Handa was stunned, as if he didn't expect Kiyosuke to be interested in this.
"Lake Toya is a natural lake formed by a volcanic eruption, is Kiyosuke-kun interested in geography?"
"No, it's not this." Kiyosuke shook his head, picked up his glass and toasted Handa, explaining, "I'm interested in folklore and various legends, such as legends like the Rain Maiden. ”
"I see, I didn't expect Kiyosuke-kun to want to be a folklorist in the future."
Handa took a sip of the beer in his cup and slammed his mouth, as if he had thought of something.
"Speaking of which, Lake Toya really has a weird legend, but this was more than a hundred years ago."
"Really?" Kiyosuke's eyes lit up, the legend that Handa could know should have something to do with the real event, and the talisman at the door could see that he was not a simple ordinary person.
After drinking a large glass of beer alone, Handa and the others at the table began to talk about the legend of Lake Toya.
According to the official version, Lake Toya was formed after frequent volcanic eruptions more than a hundred years ago, but in Handa's mouth, Kiyosuke heard another version of the source.
Legend has it that hundreds of years ago, the predecessor of Lake Toya was a place where the ghost world and the human world were connected, and there were always many ghosts running out of it to hurt people.
The surrounding people were unbearable, and they found a lot of onmyoji to deal with it, but they couldn't eradicate it, and there was even a terrifying incident of a hundred ghosts walking at night.
Until more than a hundred years ago, there was a great onmyoji, and Handa didn't know his name, only that the old people in the village called him the guardian master, and when he was a child, the old people in the village seemed to have seen this great onmyoji.
When the guardian came to Noboribetsu, he noticed something unusual near Lake Toya.
At that time, there was a large demon wreaking havoc in the vicinity and eating many people, and the guardian man tracked it all the way to the vicinity of the current Lake Toya and killed it.
But what he didn't expect was that Lake Toya turned out to be the entrance to the ghost world, and at that time, countless hideous-looking youkai flew out of it, trying to tear this onmyoji to pieces.
According to the memories of the old people in the village at that time, the battle lasted for more than a month, and even the villagers dozens of miles away could feel the aftermath and reverberation of the battle, and from time to time there would be an earthquake feeling.
More than a month later, the head of the guardian returned to Noboribetsu and seemed to be injured, and told the people with a pale face that there would be no more yokai in the future.
After a few days, one after another, the brave mountain people crossed the mountain to the location of Lake Toya, only to find that they had completely changed.
Originally, Lake Toya was also a lake, but it was not very large, and it was not even the size of Nakajima today, so it can be said that it was a small pond.
But now it is a huge lake, the second largest freshwater lake in Hokkaido, and there are several islands connected to it.
And the Onmyoji-sama, who solved the raging monsters in Lake Toya, had told the village chief at the time when he left that he was not allowed to enter Lake Toya on the Mid-Autumn Festival every year.
This rule is still in the minds of the people of Lake Toya, and every Mid-Autumn Festival, all boats stop operating and tourists are not allowed to enter the lake.
However, young people nowadays no longer know the origin of the legend, and just observe it as some kind of local festival taboo.
"Well, does Seisuke-kun have any thoughts on this legend?" Handa took a glass of wine and said with a smile.
"I'm very interested in this legend, thank you Handa-san for solving my puzzles." Kiyosuke smiled slightly, raised his glass and toasted again.
"These are all impossible, I think, it is because there are few tourists in the Mid-Autumn Festival, so everyone wants to relax for a day, and the ship will stop operating."
A tourist sitting across from Kiyosuke took a sip of his wine and laughed a little out of shape, saying his opinion.
"A hundred ghosts walk at night... Is it? Kiyosuke's brows furrowed slightly, as if he had touched a hint of thought.
But he couldn't figure out what the ghost world was, could it be the spirit world that Gu Huoniao had taken him to?
Handa's words sparked a heated discussion among the tourists, and everyone talked about their local legends, but apparently no one really took the legends seriously.
Since the team began to gradually control the situation decades ago, the last two generations have gradually moved away from the dangers of youkai, and young people no longer regard them as the ignorance of the ancients.
More than half an hour later, the three of them left the venue early because they didn't know how to drink, and the tourists also expressed their understanding and didn't pay attention to it, but continued to stay to drink and chat.
"Kiyosuke, what Mr. Handa said about the night walk of the hundred ghosts, is it true?" Nagai was a little curious.
If the legends are all true, doesn't that mean that they are now living at the gate of the ghost world?
Kiyosuke shook his head, he didn't know if the legend was true or not, but he had already faintly believed Mr. Handa's words, after all, he did feel a little strange about Nakajima.
"Hyakki Night Walk, Nakajima, Toms, Ramen Restaurant Owner." Kiyosuke sat on the tatami mat and muttered to himself, as if something was missing and he couldn't string it up.
The strangest thing is that he couldn't find any clues about this legend on the terminal, and even the Great Onmyoji couldn't find any information.
It's as if what Mr. Handa said just now was completely made up, and there was no such thing as a thing.
"No, even if it's not the same as the truth, it won't deviate too much."
Kiyosuke shook his head, there was no reason for Mr. Handa to make up a legend to deceive him, and he himself did feel a strange aura in Nakajima.
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