Inside the bushes three or four hundred meters away from the Pig King Cave.

Kamiyagawa put his hands on the ground, his expression distorted, and he was in pain.

The dream murmur that kept shouting and whispering the name of "Xu Fu" had an extremely strange impact on his body.

There was a constant bulge of filthy and strange flesh buds on his body. Huge, unacceptable, incomprehensible information was pouring into his mind, making his skull swell and almost burst.

The sound of shouting and whispering the name of "Xu Fuku" can be heard by Kamiyagawa alone.

The moment Xu Fu's name flashed in his mind, with him as the center, all the individuals in the small area around him echoed this voice in their minds.

Including the little old man who was originally working diligently.

The little old man had no idea what was happening, and was affected by these voices.

Even the little old man who was watching from afar away from the mountain basking house, because of the influence of the body, was also affected by this unwarranted disaster.

However, their situation is slightly better than that of the master Kamiyagawa.

Just when the master and servant were tormented by this sound that seemed to come from the void, a blurry red light jumped out of Kamiyagawa's body.

It is a dream-eating tapir that has entered the state of [Dream Realm].

[Dream Things: I am also a dream.] The tapir envelops itself with the red light of the dream, blurring the boundary between itself and the dream, and entering the state of dreaming. When in the Mono state, the tapir can no longer use other abilities, but is immune to most attacks and quickly heals itself. ]

The dream-eating tapir in the state of Qi quickly broke away from Kamiya's side, leaving the range affected by the whispering, before it re-solidified its entity.

"Poof—"

The tapir envelops the owner and his co-workers with a red glow of dreams, and rings the bell around his neck.

Kamiyagawa's thoughts were suddenly pulled into a dream, interrupting all original thoughts.

He saw a valley of colorful flowers.

The sun is warm, the birds are singing and the flowers are fragrant, the bees are flying and the butterflies are dancing, and the water is murmuring.

Kamiyagawa didn't know why he was here, and he didn't know what he was doing here, but he just felt calm.

This is a dream created for him by the dream-eating tapir.

And dreams never need a reason.

Kamiya only stayed in his dream for about five seconds before being awakened by the Dream Eater Tapir.

Because the original thoughts of falling into the dream were forcibly interrupted, it was equivalent to a rapid restart of the brain, and after waking up, he was no longer affected by those whispering and whispering.

"Woohoo...... Woohoo......"

At Kamiyagawa's feet, the little old man sat on the ground with his butt slumped, completely out of strength, and his old bones almost fell apart.

The tapir did the same with the same method he had just saved his owner, bringing the colleague out of the influence of the babbling.

"I ...... just now" After spending a few tenths of a second recalling what had just happened, Kamiyagawa looked at the dream-eating tapir not far away, "Tapir, you saved me?"

The white little gossip just flicked its long nose a little proudly, "Poof, poof."

"Thanks, well done. If it weren't for you, I might have sent it for nowhere."

Kamiyagawa bent down and patted the dream tapir's head, his fourth Shikigami seemed to be more useful than he imagined.

At the same time, he couldn't help but wonder what had just happened.

"It's because of Xu ...... Is the influence of the Lord who crossed to the east?"

Kamiyagawa didn't dare to call that adult by his name anymore.

Just now, I saw the mural through the perspective of the mad dead man, and unconsciously opened my mouth to report his name, which led to strange things happening.

"What is the state of that Eastcrosser? Just what happened just now, the whispers I heard, and those who didn't know thought it was the sugar of Mr. Ke."

Because of the loss, Kamiyagawa is now reluctant to think much about the "East Crosser".

If you think too much about it, something will happen, so who will you talk to?

But even if you can't

After thinking about it a lot, Kamiya still roughly summarized the current information related to the "East Crosser"-

First, you must not say his name directly.

But it seems that it doesn't matter if I think of his name directly in my mind.

When he first met the medicine seller in Takamagahara, Kamiyagawa thought about the "Toshito".

However, no whispering was heard.

"The medicine seller seems to have prevented me from directly saying his master's name at that time, so he must know about these things."

Second, the first time you say the true name of the Dongdu, you will be centered on yourself, and the conscious individuals within a certain range around you will be affected by the whispering at the same time.

Moreover, even if Kamiyagawa gets rid of the babbling, those individuals who have been affected by the whispering, such as the little old man just now, will still remain affected.

This is confirmed by the double of the little old man and the tapir-

The tapir just saved the owner Kamiyagawa first, and then saw that the little old man was still in pain, so he shot a second time, and then rescued the old colleague as well.

"And it's kind of weird to think about it. There are several shrines throughout Japan dedicated to the man who traveled east in search of the elixir, and it stands to reason that many people have called his name."

"Is it only when you shout his name in the inner world that you will be affected?"

"Regarding the matter of the eastward crosser, it is safer to go to the high heaven to ring the bell and ask the medicine seller. If nothing else, he should have been an apprentice of the Eastward Traveler."

After thinking about it hastily like this, Kamiyagawa stopped thinking deeply, lest he trigger some strange switch.

The strong evil aura around him spread, and the other three gods except the Dream Eater Tapir appeared one after another.

The little old man had just been tortured by the whispering, and his condition was not very good, so Kamiyagawa asked him to return to the Bird Bronze Match to rest, planning to collect some candles from the little green-skinned monk later to replenish his body.

Next, the matter of looking at the wind is left to the Shikigami to do.

……

King Pig Cave.

The Crazy Death Puppet, which returned to normal at the same time as the controller Kamiyagawa, stood up from the ground with a slightly stiff movement.

His gaze re-examined the mural in front of him in the darkness, and his gaze fell on the big boy who was holding a medicinal gourd to open the way on the side of the Dongdu.

"By the way, the prototype of this boy can't be a medicine seller, right? It's weird and cute, and it doesn't look like him at all like his current image. Of course, the possibility of artistic processing is not ruled out."

The first two murals depict the Toshi travelers arriving in Japan on a large boat and receiving the hospitality of the natives of the time.

At this point, I will go back to the third painting -

A group of people are doing a sacrificial ritual.

Looking at the depictions of these people's clothing, they are not members of the Toshi people, but the indigenous people of Japan at the time.

The object of their sacrifice is a towering mountain, and the top of the mountain is surrounded by clouds.

There are also layers, although there is no color, but the layered painting of the top part is supposed to represent a snowy scene.

"So these people are sacrificing Mt. Fuji?"

Since Aokihara is at the foot of Mt. Fuji, it is natural for Kamiyagawa to come to such an inference.

The fourth mural –

Next to Mt. Fuji, a majestic non-human figure stands, as if it is one with the mountain, harmonious and natural.

He gazed calmly at the human village settlement beneath his feet.

There are men and women weaving, and it is peaceful.

The murals in the Pig King Cave seem to convey emotions, and you can feel calm and beautiful by touching your fingers on this painting.

"The people at the foot of Mt. Fuji worship the mountain god all year round, and under the protection of the mountain god, they live a peaceful life of prosperity and health." Kamiyagawa continued to rely on his own understanding, looking at the picture and speaking.

The next painting –

Mt. Fuji is erupting with a roar and lava bursting out.

The mountain god that is connected to the mountains looks very good

Suffering.

The lines on his body became distorted and frenzied, and after staring at it for a long time, he would feel that the image of the mountain god was constantly wriggling.

In the previous painting, the holy and majestic mountain god who guards one side is wantonly destroying and destroying the village of mankind.

In this painting, Kamiyagawa feels the aura of evil, depravity, and filth, which is very similar to the black maggots he encountered before.

"The eruption of Mt. Fuji seems to have been like many times in the history of Japan."

"However, this painting may not be as simple as a volcanic eruption, and the mountain god seems to have fallen for some reason."

"Hikoko Fallen Mountain...... Is that how it came about?"

Continue to look behind you –

The Eastward Traveler appears in the frame again.

In the painting, the eastward crosser holds a shrunken head of a mountain god, and a large number of natives bow to him, while Mt. Fuji in the background once again regains its calm.

"The Eastbound Warrior slew the fallen mountain god?"

This is the end of the mural, and Kamiyagawa is lost in thought.

He now seems to have a rough understanding of the backstory of Aokigahara's large map.

"So, the Eastbound Traveler is not the protagonist of this map, he appears here as a guardian of demons and monsters. The boss I'm going to fight against is probably made up of something left behind by the fallen mountain god who was killed, so it makes sense."

"I just don't know what roles the King of Pig Pipes and the Mountain Lady who appeared later on this big map played."

The Crazy Death puppet walked around the cave again.

Aside from the murals, there doesn't seem to be anything more important to care about.

So Kamiyagawa simply manipulated the puppet to go back.

Before the Crazy Death Puppet could return to his side, Inujiro, who was watching the wind not far away, suddenly let out a low warning bark.

Enemy attack!

Kamiya directly gave up the perspective of the puppet and quickly focused back on his side.

In the woods around him, something seemed to be approaching, and there was a rustling sound through the trees.

"Prajna!"

Indigo's sword flashed, and Kamiya pulled out the text of Nanquan.

Pranya, who had been waiting by his side, turned the two masks suspended around his waist, and the grotesque white masks among them became more and more moving, as if they were about to come to life.

On the next side, the mask of jealousy appeared on Kamiyagawa's face.

Kamiya, who quickly entered the battle state, stared at his eyes, and the black pupils under the mask became deeper and deeper.

He saw something approaching in the forest.

It was a couple of long, thin, red-striped humanoid monsters, covered in gray-blue.

It is about two meters tall, with a slender and deformed torso and limbs, and all kinds of strange tissues exposed are sloppy, how strange it looks like it.

They slumped over their tall bodies, brushing aside the branches, their distorted godless eyeballs turning and twitching in their sockets, and their feet came with extremely uncoordinated steps that seemed to be missing from their brainstems.

"It's a human being!"

Kamiyagawa had seen this thing in Yamama's kitchen.

When a living person enters the inner world, if he dies too many times, the living soul on his body will be stripped away, and he will forget everything about himself, and he will become a human being.

There were more than a dozen of them coming from the woods.

They were draped in ragged strips of cloth, far from enough to cover their bodies, and were already in the process of turning into rags, the remnants of their torn clothes.

Through *** out, the secondary sexual characteristics that have become very strange can roughly determine their original sex.

"Fence up, fence up, caged birds, want to come out all the time......

The sound of childish nursery rhymes was already ringing on Mary's side, and a wave of red mist was rolling.

On the side of the dog god, there is also a karmic fire leaping, the fire is soaring into the sky, and the sound of gnawing and roaring is endless.

It seems that they have all fought with the human beings.

"If it's not a black maggot, it's fine."

Kamiya Kawakashi hummed a word frame overhead and rushed towards the nearest human figure......

……

The short bayonet of the six yin copper was revealed.

As Kamiyagawa leaped nimbly, he pierced into the jaw of a man.

The original bronze-colored dagger became extremely strange and bloody after piercing the flesh.

"Ho...... Ho ......"

The human figure that had been stabbed through the jaw and mouth by Kamiyagawa had a surging throat and let out a dry growl, constantly twitching its deformed limbs and struggling.

They really don't look like humans.

"Keep your head down."

Kamiya pulls the trigger.

With a bang, the Spirit-Breaking Iron Projectile pierced through the skull, exploding a patch of red and white goo.

This is the last human man.

At the end of the execution of the Kamiya River, the sudden encounter was declared victorious.

The fighting power of the fish is stronger than imagined.

These things don't have a tendency to visit, and you can't see the rating, but after a battle, it gives Kamiya a feeling that it is much stronger than the human face tree in the sea of trees.

The strength can be compared to the upper-class powerhouse in the F-rated weird talk.

"After the human body is evil in the inner world, it can have combat power similar to that of a high-level F-class monster, which is a bit unexpected to me."

Kamiyagawa pulled the Banshee back and shook the dirt on the dagger.

Then, he pulled out his phone again.

Glancing at the phone, Kamiya's expression was puzzled at first, and then became slightly distorted: "After this thing is defeated, why didn't you explode the soul crystal!?"

Killing monsters without dropping soul crystals has been encountered once before.

It's a human head balloon in Fantasyland.

However, the human head balloons are because they are a whole, and they are fused together to be the big talk.

But that's clearly not the way the people here.

"This kind of monster lost in the inner world, deformed from the human body, is different from the real strange story, and may not really burst out of the currency of the underworld......

The loss is big, and this wave of battles has negative gains.

Lost several rounds of iron projectiles.

"I wouldn't have shot if I had known."

Moreover, even if you don't use Banshee, melee weapons like Ichimon still have a concept similar to "durability".

This is the information that comes into contact with the divine craftsman's enlightenment.

To put it simply, weapons will wear out to a certain extent after a battle.

However, high-quality weapons, as long as they are regularly maintained, can be used and kept in the best condition and will not be scrapped.

However, a famous instrument like Nanquan Yiwen can be maintained for a longer time, and if you occasionally take it for maintenance, you can keep it sharp and used for a long, long time.

"Abba whoa!"

Kamiyagawa is still a little annoyed that the battle is not profitable.

The little old man who had returned to the bronze match to rest appeared again.

"What's wrong?" Kamiya looked at him.

"Abaaba!"

The little old man ran to the side of the battlefield.

Squatting down next to a figure with sword wounds all over his body, presumably a woman, he reached out and pulled the wrist of the human.

In the hand of this fish, a red rope is tied.

The red was embedded in the distorted blue-gray flesh, and it looked extremely dazzling.

"Aba! Aba!"

The little old man shouted and said something.

Kamiyagawa leaned over and took a moment to understand what he was trying to say—

"You said, you just saw a living woman tied with this red rope not long ago, and she was taken into the mountain lady's house?"