Crunk – Crunch –

The hemp rope stretches out a stretch below the deep valley.

Kamiyagawa jumped off a cliff with a leap of faith, spun in the air with the pull of hemp rope, and stepped on the steep, slippery rock wall with both feet.

It's just that this level of pulling doesn't cause any burden on his body at all.

With a kick of his feet on the cliff face, Kamiya swung away from the edge of the cliff and controlled the hemp rope to stretch again.

After jumping a few times, he was able to reach the valley below.

It only took about three minutes, and Kamiya made steady progress to the middle of the cliff.

"It's easy."

He looked down into the valley and could already see the solid black ground.

Just as Kamiya was about to continue his downward direction, he suddenly felt a different aura, and heard a voice coming from a high place overhead.

Click, click.

It was like the sharp metallic sound of two sharp blades grinding against each other.

Kamiyagawa looked up sharply.

About ten meters above him, a huge red scissor was crouching on the steep cliff face!

The red scissors clinged to the damp, unfooted cliff like a gecko.

Underneath the scissors, is ...... Palm?

Or can't that thing be called a palm.

Pale flesh was pieced together in the shape of a giant hand, several swollen fingers firmly clamping the ends of the scissors. At the same time, there are more miserable white palms that are smaller than one size, pieced together under the large hands of the main body.

Countless fingers, like the gastropods of a myriaped creature, clasped tightly around the cliff face.

The black rock walls, red scissors, and pale flesh and blood are surrounded by clouds and mist in the valley, but they are distinctly colored and eye-catching.

Click, click!

The rusty blades of the two blades opened and closed, but they kept making extremely sharp sounds.

"What is this?"

When did it appear there?

At the moment when Kamiya was surprised, the giant suture hand lying on the rock wall, holding the scissors, crawled quickly and gloomily and agilely, and rushed towards the [Rope Reins of the Hanged Dead] with "click!

Seeing that the situation was not good, Kamiya grabbed the [Rope Reins of the Hanged Dead] and shook his wrist violently.

The rough hemp rope above loosened the bound black boulder, and "creaked" and shrank rapidly.

Click!

The two blades of the rusty scissors merged, but they were dodged by the [Hanged Dead's Reins] that shrank towards Kamiya.

In this way, the props are barely saved.

However, Kamiya was still hanging in mid-air at this time.

Losing the protection of the safety rope, his body was heavy and he quickly fell towards the valley.

The wind whistled in his ears, and in the misty vision, the monster figure composed of scissors and palms lying on the top of the cliff was quickly pulled away.

Gala Gala –

The sound of the skeletal fascia stretching sounded from the right side of Kamiya's weightless falling body.

The grimace tattoo pattern on his shoulder blade became distorted, although he was bare-faced and fanged, hideous and domineering, but with a bit of charm, more and more vivid, ready to come out.

Ibaraki's hand roared out of thin air, and the dark ghost scales wrapped in black light and red glow rattled, closely arranged, and wrapped in black light and red halo, reflecting the tyrannical glimmer.

Under the appearance of the ghost hand tyrannical Kong Wu, there is an invisible muscle texture form, but the lines are smooth as if they are meandering into delicate rivers, strong and full of power, but also with a bit of peculiar femininity.

This strange outer arm clawed at the dark cliff.

The cliffs are steep and slippery, making it impossible to focus.

But the claws of the ghost hand were firmly embedded in the solid rock, and the sharp grinding sound that made the teeth chatter explode, and at the same time, it slowed the speed of Kamiya's fall.

And so it fell a few more meters.

The ghost hand that had been embedded in the rock wall exerted its strength again, and the crushed rock pinched by the tyrannical claws flew away.

Although Kamiyagawa and Oni Hand were only linked by a tattoo on the shoulder blade, they were integrated, and this time the force finally stopped his downward trend.

Let him hover in mid-air.

Looking down again, it was only five or six meters from the ground.

This height may be enough to kill a witcher, but it's nothing to Kamiyagawa right now.

Releasing his hand, he landed lightly on the ground of the valley.

Compared with swinging down step by step with the help of a safety rope, the process of grabbing the cliff wall with a ghost hand to play the "jumping machine" is obviously too exciting.

However, similar extreme sports, Kamiyagawa has already played with Ohara's sister in the hearse group many times.

Psychologically, it's quite bearable.

After landing, he was not injured.

It's dangerous!

Luckily, I kept a hand.

In a physical sense.

"Ahh

After a round of Ay's Breath.

Two "bangs" and the buzz of the sword.

Kamiyagawa raised his head and pulled out the ghost cut and the boy cut at the same time, and a fierce light bloomed in his contracted pupils.

Gotta ask that ugly thing lying on the cliff for an explanation!

Click-click!

The edge of the red scissors, which is still high on the cliff, opens and closes again and again with a slight sense of tentativeness.

Its palm, stitched together with pale flesh, lifted slightly, and one eye snapped open as it grasped the palm of the scissor's massive subject.

The red eyeballs gurgled erratically in the sockets, and finally the eyeballs glanced down, and their eyes fell on Kamiyagawa beneath the deep valley.

Then, countless swollen fingers flicked beneath it, as if it were walking on the ground, and the giant scissors rushed towards the valley below!

If you don't give up, this thing obviously doesn't plan to let go of Kamiya.

"Its aura is exactly the same as that of this space, no wonder it took so close to notice." Kamiya held two ghost-slaying swords and bent down slightly, taking on a fighting stance, ready to attack like a taut bowstring, his condensed pupils locking onto the enemy.

Bang bang, bang bang!

The tyrannical Aragami monster rushed down at a rapid pace, its countless fingers clasping over the rock wall, and even making dense footsteps.

From a distance, it looked like a dark reptile, but when it came closer, it looked like a roaring chariot.

A foul wind poured from above, stirring Kamiya's clothes and hair, and at this moment he had almost judged the level of the enemy:

"This thing is an Aragami?"

Maybe not as strong as the Aragami under Kamiyagawa.

But it's a desolate god, yes.

At this point, there is no room for any more thought, and the enemy has already rushed in front of him.

Syllable!

The ghost cut quickly and quickly slashed upward, slashing out a sharp semicircle, and slammed violently with the red scissors strangled from above, the sound of the battle was fierce and short, and the strong energy turmoil that erupted in it disturbed the fog at the bottom of the valley.

Once again, Kamiyagawa is caught in the middle of an encounter that erupts out of nowhere......

……

The entrance to the village of Tsuchimon.

After communicating with Kamiya River in the Shimen Cave, Hotaru Onizuka has returned here again.

In order to find the other fragments of the Tianhu Bronze Mirror, she has to start a second exploration.

At the entrance, the little witch senses.

She held the black-and-white photo and manuscript from Yuri Sakai tighter, and the psychic information appeared in her mind again-

Sunny day, wind and sunshine.

Surrounded by forests, the village of Tsuchigomon is dotted with old-fashioned wooden buildings and bathed in warm daylight, creating a peaceful and tranquil atmosphere.

You can see the young and young people dressed up in the villagers, moving around the streets of the village, and enjoying themselves.

It's like a paradise.

Two male figures appear next to the stone monument at the entrance to the village.

The older ones are calm and gentle, and the younger ones are delicate and have some youthful spirit.

At that time, a little-known folklorist and Sakai Toshiya, with his student Shizuji Kanemaru.

"The road into the mountain is really difficult, I really don't understand why the onmyoji of the Tuyumen family live in such a place." Shizuji Kanemaru glanced at the situation in the village and complained quietly.

"As a descendant of the great onmyoji Abe Harumi, the Tuyumen family will always have some persistence that is different from ordinary people." Sakai Etoshi also helped his glasses, and then showed a little excitement for scholars to seek knowledge, "Shiji, we have the opportunity to visit here this time, and we will get a lot of precious folklore materials. Respect the customs and don't offend anyone in the village. ”

"I know, Sakai-sensei." Shizuji Kanemaru nodded.

The Meiji Restoration has begun, and Western thought has entered Japan.

At such a special juncture, young people like Shizuji Kanemaru began to accept Western ideas. On the one hand, he respected his teachers and had a deep interest in folklore studies. But on the other hand, Shinto did not occupy an absolutely sacred position in his heart.

In fact, in a year or so, the Japanese government will carry out a major reform of Shintoism.

The Yin-Yang Dao will be completely abolished in the name of the "Obscene Cult", and the Onmyoji will also go into hiding and disappear for a long time.

If Kanemaru had survived to that time, with the folklore knowledge he had accumulated with Sakai Etoiya, he would have been actively involved in the great religious reform.

"Shizuji, let's go, let's go visit Mr. Tomimon Taifu."

"Okay, teacher."

The two teachers and students began to walk towards the village of Tuyumen.

……

This is the end of Onizuka's psychic sightings at the entrance to the village.

"This time it's Sakai Etoshiya."

The little shrine maiden began to sort out the information.

From the brief psychic footage just now, it can be confirmed that when Sakai Etoshi also entered the Tsuchigomon village with Kanamaru Shizuji, the place still looked normal.

"There are quite a few dead spirits of the villagers in the village, and it is speculated that they must have died in agony in about a certain period of time. Therefore, there must have been some great catastrophe in Tuyumen Village, and many people died. It may be that after the cataclysm, this area disappeared from reality and became what it is now, and it will take some special ways to have a chance to enter. Like Yuri Sakai and Toshima Tide Fight thirty years ago, I and Agawa now. ”

"And Sakai Eitoshi also entered the village before the catastrophe. Through his experience, I may be able to know what is really going on in this place, and hopefully find clues to other fragments of the Tendo Bronze Mirror. ”

Because of the important breakthrough in the investigation, Onizuka was a little more excited.

Collecting fragments of events so carefully and piecing together the complete truth has the feeling of being a super detective.

Once again, he exerted spiritual power on the black-and-white photo in his hand, and a psychic trace belonging to Sakai Toshiya appeared in front of him.

The vague white figure was moving towards the center of the ruined village.

Onizuka twisted a talisman out and quickly followed. Along the way, I met a few more dead spirits of the villagers of Tuyumen, and the strength is still not enough to see, with the level of the little witch's spirit, of course, they all retreat without danger or danger.

After traveling like this for a while, a larger mansion appeared in front of them.

The surname on the table at the entrance is "Kawaai".

According to the previous information collection, the Kawai family, like the Tachibana family that I had seen before, was a family in the Tsuchigomon village, belonging to the side branch of the Tsuchigomon family, and there was a blood connection with the suzerain.

"It's not the Tsuchigomon Mansion. However, Sakai Toshiya's psychic traces entered here, and he must have had some very profound experiences here during his lifetime. ”

Onizuka sensed and watched at the door for a while, then pushed open the half-hidden door that had decayed, and entered Kawai's house with a light movement.

Continuing to follow the psychic traces of Sakai Toshiya, the little shrine maiden walked through the dimly lit courtyard and explored a room on the west side of the Kawai house.

"It looks like a study."

In the room, which is quite large, there are collapsed bookshelves everywhere, and there are old books scattered on the floor.

The little witch picked up a book and flipped through it, and the damp pages could barely make out the words.

It is an ancient book that records the way of yin and yang.

There are actually a lot of such ancient books in Juqiong Shrine.

There are so many books here that it can take a lot of time to find useful clues in them.

"Ah Chuan is still waiting for me."

The little witch was a little troubled.

She clenched the black-and-white photograph and Sakai Toshiya's manuscript a little tighter, and now she felt it again.

"...... over there"

Following the guidance of perception, Onizuka found a few crumpled manuscript papers in the corner of the study, under a collapsed bookshelf.

Spread out the paper, and inside was the handwriting of Sakai Toshiya-

[It's been a few days since I came to Tsuchigomon Village, and both the big family and the ordinary villagers here are very friendly to me and Shizuji, and it seems that the people here are simple and hospitable.] ]

[In the village, with the exception of a few people from the Tsuchigomon family, the people of the village do not interact with the outside world, and their way of life seems to be stuck in the past, so it is valuable to study here.] ]

[In the village of Tsuchigomon, it seems that the legend of "Amando Rock" has been circulating all along, but it doesn't seem to be the same as the one I am familiar with.] When people talk about it, their words and expressions are mixed with awe and disgust. In the village, there has been a kind of sacrifice related to "Tianhu Rock" since ancient times, and it seems to be to pay tribute to the life of the goddess of Tiandian. But the content of the sacrifice cannot be discussed, nor is it for us strangers to see, and everyone is secret. ]

[Fellow student Shizuji isn't used to being here.] In the morning he told me that he felt that something was wrong with the isolation of the village and with such kindness to outsiders. Shizuji's idea is not unreasonable, intuitively there is something strange about it. (End of chapter)