"Favorite episode!"

"Is the safety rope tight, Eri-chan? It's very important."

"My grandfather's family lives near Jukai."

"I'm telling you, it's not a big deal for two people to bring a bunch of outdoor professional equipment into Aokigahara. I have a friend who didn't bring any equipment with him, so he ...... alone."

"It looks like it's so dark around, the road is so difficult to walk, and there are a lot of bugs, so be careful."

"Hurry up, don't dwell on the corpses of the suicidal."

"Oh! Yes, yes, I'd love to see it too."

「……」

The barrage in the live broadcast room brushed over one by one.

The audience on the YouTube tube came from all over the world, expressing their feelings with the help of words with different joys and sorrows.

"Huh——? Corpse? If you really saw it, it would be terrifying, wouldn't it?"

Yoneyama walks in the sea of trees while looking for topics from various barrages.

The safety rope tied to her waist had been dragged out for a long distance, and coupled with the rugged terrain of the sea of trees, she was already out of breath and felt tired after nearly an hour of trekking in the depths of the sea of trees.

Pingtian, who carried a large number of tools on her back, was not much better than her.

Tsubota, who had been following the editing material all the way, picked up the portable camera with one hand and wiped the sweat on his forehead with the other free: "Eri, let's rest for a while."

"Okay." Yoneyama nodded, then said to the phone camera used for the live broadcast, "Everybody, Teigichi and I need to take a break now."

Barrage in the live broadcast room——

"Eri-chan is amazing!"

"It's so boring, I haven't seen anything after walking for so long, and there are still trees around me."

「……」

"Eri, drink some water."

Pingtian took out a bottle of mineral water from his hiking bag and handed it out, and by the way, he returned a large coarse grain stick.

"Thank you." Mishan stretched out his hand to take it, then carefully sat down on a mossy stone, and directly began to eat the coarse grain stick with mineral water, "Huiji, this coarse grain stick tastes weird, and how sticky, is it damp?"

"Brand problem, right? I won't buy this next time."

Although the taste is very strange, after a short period of eating, it is better to replenish a certain amount of heat and water to the body, and Yoneyama is a little more energetic.

She got up from the somewhat damp stones, wiped the sticky food scraps from the corners of her mouth, dragged the safety rope and took two steps forward, and then looked at the live broadcast room:

"Huh? Wait a minute, everyone, I seem to smell a rancid smell. I noticed it when I was eating, but I'm not sure, because if I take two steps in this direction, the taste seems to get stronger."

Yoneyama is not lying, nor is he deliberately engaging in the effect of the show.

There really seemed to be a faint rancid smell in the air.

It was vaguely smelled when she ate the whole grain stick.

As soon as this sentence came out, the number of barrages in the live broadcast room increased visibly with the naked eye-

"The stench of corpses."

"Did you really encounter the corpse of the suicide?"

"Finally something I want to see!"

「……」

Yoneyama: "Everyone, I'm actually a little scared when you say that—huh? Even if you give gifts, I ...... Ah, that, thank you, thank you...... Okay, okay, for your sake, let's go and take a look. If I encounter something strange in one moment, you must call for help for me as soon as possible."

Yoneyama beckoned to Uepingda, and the two of them continued to pull the red safety rope around their waists and continued to walk forward.

The camera in the live broadcast room is shaking.

After shaking for a while, it slowly stabilized again.

The camera is focused on a large tree trunk, and a mangled corpse can be seen on the ground.

Not a human, but a wild boar.

This wild boar

The death was miserable, as if it had been disemboweled by some wild beast, and there were obvious gnawing marks on the corpse.

Moreover, he must have been dead for several days, and the corpse had begun to decompose, and the dark red flesh of the abdomen was turned outward, and white maggots could be seen wriggling on it, exuding a violent putrid smell.

Barrage in the live broadcast room——

"What, it's just a wild boar."

"Oh, it's disgusting, I'm eating! Move the camera away!"

"No, the gnawing marks on this dead pig are wrong. How can I look less like a beast's scars than human tooth marks?"

"Wow! It's even more disgusting, stop talking!"

"Maybe it's a wild man."

「……」

"Don't scare me, human tooth marks. Can you see that too?" Seeing the barrage, Yoneshan, who had been hiding his face and using his mobile phone to shoot the carcass of wild boars, looked frightened.

Barrage in the live broadcast room——

"Really, my veterinarian at the zoo. I'm sure that carnivores or scavengers with fangs don't leave such tooth marks on corpses, only humans with flatter teeth can."

"Wow! There are really all kinds of people in the live broadcast room, and they speak well, and I really like to stay here."

「……」

"Stop shooting, Eri. Human gnawing marks or something, it must just be made up by the audience in the live broadcast room to scare you. But I've heard that there are bears in Aokibara, and even other wild animals, this area is not so safe, so let's get out of here."

Pingtian, who was on the side, began to whisper to reassure his colleague and suggested that he leave quickly.

Eri Yoneyama didn't want to see what the audience in the live broadcast room was discussing anymore at this time, so she nodded, quickly pulled her safety rope, and left quickly with Pingtian.

I walked briskly for about ten minutes.

Because he was too focused on his feet, he didn't take care of the live broadcast room, and when Mishan looked up again, he found that there were a lot of barrages in the live broadcast room at the moment, and the audience seemed to be discussing something-

"There really is! There really is! I heard it too!"

"There's a strange sound, Eri-chan."

"The sound of Karakala is getting louder and louder, haven't Eri and Tekichi heard it!"

「……」

Eri Yoneyama looked at the barrage in the live broadcast room, and the expression on her face became more and more frightened: "Voice? Don't scare me, all of you. What's the ......?"

Before the words fell, this little Internet celebrity suddenly heard it.

Krakala –

In the depths of the sea of trees, the trees are towering, covering the sky and the sun.

Even in the daytime, the light was dim, and the dim shadows of the trees swayed in the wind.

There was a sound like a thick hemp rope being slowly tightened, and it sounded from some corner of the woods.

What's even more strange is that this kind of voice, which should have been very small, actually sounds extremely clear at the moment.

"Maybe it's just our safety rope that's caught in something." Tsubota's expression was also a little unnatural and frightened, but he was still trying to calm his emotions and that of Eri Yoneyama, and it was clear that he had also heard the strange voice of "Karakala" just now, "Eri, why don't we turn back here."

"Well, turn around."

The two of them retreated, each holding the safety rope and turning around.

This time I have been shooting in the depths of Aokigahara for a long time.

Moreover, the "carcass of a wild boar suspected to have been eaten by humans", plus the "inexplicable sound of a rope tightening in the deep forest", these two things are already a bit supernatural, and they have been recorded on camera, which is enough for fans to discuss for a long time.

Take it when you see it.

Yoneyama and Tsuboda turned around, and suddenly stopped synchronously.

When they looked back, they seemed to see something.

Barrage in the live broadcast room——

"Why didn't you move? Eri-chan?"

"Understood

, time stop series."

"They look like they've found something."

"Oh my God, that's exciting!"

「……」

"Everybody......" Yoneyama raised his hand, trembling and turning up the angle of view of the mobile phone fixed on his hat, and by filming his other mobile phone, he could see that her pupils were significantly dilated again, and her breathing was very short, "There seems to be someone over there."

The environmental footage of the live broadcast room was fixed on a hillside opposite.

Through the layers of tree shadows, you can vaguely see a man in a gray and white striped shirt, carrying an orange bag, hanging his head, walking around not too far in a very depressed position, the man walked past a tree shadow, and then strangely disappeared.

Barrage in the live broadcast room——

"It's a suicide guy, right?"

"Eri-chan, go up and stop him!"

"I kind of get it. Script, right? Guess blindly, the next plot is that Eri and Tekichi catch up with the man, and use a sunny mouth cannon to encourage the other party to regain hope in life. Guess the wrong cat lady, give everyone a refreshment."

"Fast forward to the righteous partner I'm just passing by."

"That man is so weird, and he disappeared strangely, is he really human?"

「……」

"Everybody......" Yoneyama's voice was already crying, and every word he said was trembling, "That man is weird, I just saw him, he ...... He's walking on his toes!"

Krakala –

Somewhere in the dim woods, the sound of thick hemp ropes began to sound again.

"Let's go!"

Tsurota who was traveling with him naturally saw the strangeness of the strange man just now, but he seemed to be a little calmer, and directly threw down the portable camera in his hand and the hiking bag on his back, and pulled up Eri Yoneyama, who was already a little paralyzed with fright, and ran wildly in the direction of the safety rope.

But because the mobile phone equipment for the live broadcast was fixed on Mishan's hat, the live broadcast was not interrupted.

Barrage in the live broadcast room——

"Why did you run away? Death or death?"

"You're so immoral, aren't you? That's a living human life."

"I liked you a lot."

"I've called for help."

"It should be a script, right?"

"Hahahahahaha, it turns out that it's not a justice script, it's a horror script. Is the one who turned into a cat lady still there?"

"It must be a script. But don't say it, Eri-chan's acting skills are really good, so it's worth rewarding!"

「……」

The camera in the live broadcast room was still shaking violently, and the dim shadows of the trees hung upside down.

At the same time, you can hear the wheezing sound of Eri Yoneyama's violent running, and the sound of "Karakala" that seems to be following closely behind her.

Barrage in the live broadcast room——

"The wheezing sound from Eri-chan sounds a little terrible."

"Guys, it's a little out of place, but I seem to be excited."

"Don't turn around, I'm dizzy."

「……」

"Ahh

Eri Yoneyama's screams.

After that, the footage shakes violently, and then stabilizes slightly.

It seems that Yoneyama fell while running.

The image is directed at the root of a large tree, with an orange backpack, a pair of shoes, and a piece of white paper pressed against a stone with words written on it.

Immediately after, the camera begins to slowly move up with Eri Yoneyama looking up.

A pair of dangling legs, a shirt with a gray and white striped shirt appears.

Further up, there is a rotten human face with cloudy eyes and a wide open mouth!

It's the man I saw in the woods just now, walking on tiptoe!

Around his neck, he was tightly strangled by a hemp rope, and the rough rope was already deeply embedded in his flesh.

Krakala –

The sound of the hemp rope straightening came from the neck of the hanged man.

The rope loosened for no reason, and the hanged corpse smashed head-on towards Eri Yoneyama, who was falling to the ground!

Yoneyama screamed, "Ah!!!!!!hhh

"Let's go! Eri!"

In this extremely terrifying moment, Tsubata dragged Eri Yoneyama back up.

The picture in the live broadcast room began to shake violently again.

And at this moment in the sea of trees.

Krakala –

The sound of the hemp rope straightening did not stop for a moment, and it became louder and louder.

Looking up from the body of the hanged man, the canopy of trees that obscured the sky and the sun were intertwined with ropes, old and new, and it was difficult to distinguish them from each other.

And under each rope, a corpse hangs.

These dead bodies, like air-dried bacon, hung in rows and columns.

Like a whimpering mountain wind, the dim shadows of the trees, the tangled ropes, and the shriveled corpses all shook incessantly.

Karakala.

……

"Hoo-ha-huh-ha-"

Yoneyama doesn't know how he managed to escape from the depths of the sea of trees.

Tears of fear filled her eyes, making her completely blind to the road.

Along the way, she was just dragged by Pingtian to run, falling and getting up, falling and getting up, I don't know how many times I repeated, and I don't know how long she ran.

Now that his clothes were torn and covered in blood, Mishan finally escaped back to the place where he was tied to the safety rope.

It's also the end of the black igneous road, where there is an official warning sign.

"Huiji, let's untie the safety rope and keep walking!"

Eri Yoneyama still couldn't stop crying, her hand clutched Tsubota's hand tightly, and it was very, very tight. It seems that only in this way can she feel that her companion is by her side, and can she find a little bit of illusory security.

Terukichi Tsubuda didn't reply, and there was a strange silence around.

"Huiji?"

Yoneyama lifted the back of his hand, which was stained with mud and blood, wiped his eyes vigorously, and wiped away his tears.

She saw Terukichi Tsubata standing still, looking up at the crown of the big tree that had been tied to the safety rope at the beginning, not knowing what to look at intently.

Eri Yoneyama: "Tekichi? I'm afraid, Huiji."

This time, Tsubita had a slight reaction, he looked at Yoneyama expressionlessly, his lips opened and closed, as if to say something, but no words came out of his mouth.

There was only a jerky, extremely strange voice, squeezing down his throat.

Krakala –

It was the sound of a thick hemp rope being slowly taut.

"No! Don't !!."

Eri Yoneyama was so frightened that she let go of her hand and stepped back again and again.

In a panic, she caught a glimpse of the phone screen that had been hanging in front of her forehead.

The live broadcast has not been interrupted until now.

It's just that there is not even a barrage in the live broadcast room.

And at the moment when Mishan's eyes focused on the mobile phone screen, a large number of barrages poured out, densely packed-

"Look up!"

"Look up!"

"Look up!"

"Look up!"

「……」

Because of the extreme fear, Eri Yoneyama's body trembled violently, but the ghost almost raised his head.

And so, she saw it.

There was a figure hanging on the big tree next to him that was originally tied to the safety rope.

A familiar jacket, a large hiking bag on his back, and even a portable video camera in his hand.

Pingtian.

It was Pingtian who was hung high in the canopy of the tree, just above his head.

The rope that hanged him was the red safety rope

。 The safety rope went around the tree in a messy circle, as if it had been tied into a dead knot that could not be untied.

This long rope twisted around the tree is tied to Pingtian's neck at one end, and the other end is tied around his waist!

Krakala –

Pingtian's body swayed slightly in the shadow of the tree, and the sound of hemp rope straightening came from his neck.

Syllable.

Eri Yoneyama stiffened on her back, and something soft fell from Tsubsuda on the canopy of the tree and fell into her face.

It was two wriggling, fat white maggots.

Terukichi Tsubata seems to have been dead for a long time and has begun to rot and grow maggots.

And at this time, in the live broadcast room, the dense barrage is still pouring out like a tide-

"Why don't you hang yourself?"

"Why don't you hang yourself?"

"It's your turn!"

"It's your turn!"

「……」

Karakala.