Zhang Luo didn't know how to attract ghosts. In the past, it sounded like he was just waiting for the rabbit, but in fact it was like a blind cat bumping into a dead mouse. So in the mountains, he could only run to uninhabited places as much as possible, hoping to attract the attention of ghosts.

As the two of them climbed up the stairs, a shrine appeared with faint lights inside, which made Zhang Luo feel amazed.

Judging from the old appearance of this shrine, it must be semi-abandoned, but there are still people serving inside.

The shrine is a Shinto religious building. No matter which world it is in, its influence in this region is similar.

Compared with other islands, the Special Administrative Region has suppressed the development of local religions in the Sun Islands. It has promoted materialism for many years and has also introduced Taoism with some origins into the island. Although Shintoism is deeply rooted among the San people, it has been more recent.

It has been in decline for years. The conflict between the Bi'an and the San people involves religion.

However, these are none of his business. He is more curious about who the people inside are, who can actually survive in a mountain shrine full of ghosts.

You know, the ghosts in this world are not afraid of those clay and wood sculptures.

All faith is useless.

Zhang Luo walked on the stone steps and came to the shrine surrounded by red maple forest. Compared with the mountain road covered with dead leaves, the courtyard in front of the shrine is much cleaner, and it seems that it is cleaned every day.

Zhang Luo just wanted to go in and take a look, when suddenly a stiff voice said coldly: "The time for worship has passed, please go back."

It's the Bi'an language.

The two of them were shocked when a young woman dressed as a miko suddenly appeared beside them. When the light shone, she was wearing white clothes, undershirt and scarlet hakama, with white footbags and red button straw sandals on her feet. It was basically a miko who had not run away.

To use such a tone is no longer rude to the San people, but to directly drive them away. For witches who strictly abide by etiquette and serve the gods, this should not exist at all.

Zhang Luo thought for a while, but he didn't offend the other party. Could it be that there was some strange taboo? That caused him to become angry and speak unscrupulously?

Bai Su also felt that the witch's tone was wrong, so he pulled Zhang Luo and whispered: "Brother Luo, let's go. We don't seem to be welcome here."

No, there's something wrong. This shrine is full of weirdness.

Zhang Luo's dark eyes seemed to see through everything. In order to avoid being rude, he directly turned off the light on his head.

"This girl, I'm Xiao Bao, this is my childhood sweetheart Xia Zisu," he said, imitating the ancients in cupping his hands. "The two of us came all the way from Bifan to visit Songshan. We were so lingering over the beautiful scenery here that we never got lost. Again.

"It's already getting late, so I hope the girl will be accommodating and let me rest for a while. My friend is already very tired."

I don’t know what Xiao Bao thought after hearing this. He and Xia Zisu were childhood sweethearts. It is estimated that the guy would wake up laughing in his dreams and kneel down to lick her.

Bai Su blinked his big eyes, a little confused: "Hey, Luo...Brother Bao, I don't...hey!"

The little girl covered her head, mulling words came out, she was pitiful.

Zhang Luo finished the blow with his knife and put it away: "Su Su, you have been running with me all day, from Longmen to Songshan. Don't even think about going back at night to complain to me."

Yes, I have been running for a day, but I also slept a bit and had enough rest, so I am not tired at all. Also, although he is obviously dressed like a modern climber, this strange ancient accent that appears again is

Are you unabashedly saying that you are acting? What’s the point?

Bai Su complained in his heart, looking at the witch with big dark eyes.

She has a face that is probably more mature than the two of them, a pure face, and a somewhat elegant and clean temperament combined with her miko uniform.

Zhang Luo also felt a little bit like this when looking at a girl who made people want to conquer her.

Bai Su only felt that this girl had such an outstanding temperament and felt a little ashamed of herself. No wonder she wanted to take Zhang Luo away, but Zhang Luo obviously didn't think so.

Bai Su looked angry.

And the young miko here has veins pulsing in her forehead, and she is also angry in her heart. Don't think that I can agree if you change your way of speaking!

What is this guy's background?

Congratulations to Zhang Luo for successfully achieving the achievement of irritating two girls at the same time.

"I have already said……"

Just as he was about to drive them away, another miko walked out: "New Yui, please don't be rude."

Hearing this voice, he sounds a bit old.

According to Zhang Luo's understanding, witches must be unmarried women, at least.

Emmm, is this aunt the kind of fanatical believer who devotes her life to God? No wonder this young witch has such a bad temper and has been lonely for too long...

"Both of you, I'm really sorry. The time for visiting the shrine has passed. If you want to take a rest, you can come to our place." The old miko, who didn't know that the young boy in front of her had arranged the arrangement for the two of her, said,

"My name is Kirishima Eitsuki, and she is my adopted daughter Hattori Arin Yui. Arin Yui's parents became orphans because they participated in anti-bimon activities, and I grew up alone in a shrine, so we faced the bimon people.

Their personalities are a bit extreme, and they are often rude, and I hope you can forgive me."

Zhang Luo hit the snake and followed it with the stick, and immediately said: "I didn't expect such an unpleasant thing to happen to the new Yui-chan. It's really disappointing. We won't care about such a small thing."

"Huh!" The little witch turned her head.

"New Yui, I'll leave it to you to clean the shrine this month. Please don't lose etiquette in front of the guests again." The old miko's punishment really didn't have a hint of fireworks, but it made people feel majestic inexplicably.

The originally aggressive Shin Yui suddenly became depressed: "Yes, Kirishima-san..."

"Speaking of which, I really want to thank you two for allowing us to rest here. It's really annoying. I will come back tomorrow to give you more money for incense, but when is the time to visit your shrine?"

He ignored the little incident and pretended to be a foreigner who didn't know anything about Shintoism. In fact, it was almost the same. He didn't say he knew Shintoism, he didn't even know the San language. Shintoism doesn't have incense and candles.

The things that are used to worship gods are the Buddhist and Taoist worshiping systems of Bi'an.

"No need, I believe you both have a trip tomorrow. The Sun Islands have many beautiful and spectacular natural scenery, as well as our unique culture. I believe it will feast your eyes. There is no need to waste time in this remote corner of the country."

The witch spoke slowly and without haste, without any emotion, just like a god.

Zhang Luo curled his lips, he was really unpopular, and he refused so mercilessly. This place must not be an anti-monster base, right?

The four of them walked through the eaves corridor. In the exquisite courtyard, a tall cherry blossom tree stood out next to some bluestones. There were also some flowers, which seemed to have been carefully taken care of. However, Zhang Luo always felt a little uncoordinated. The only one in full bloom was

Yes, they are probably chrysanthemums such as goldenrod.

The autumn chrysanthemums are still covered with rain and dew, and the rain drips down the leaves.

The ancient Mulberry-style houses, the style is still inherited from the Kyushu civilization thousands of years ago, as well as the clean and bright witch costumes, and the shrine in the maple leaf forest in the dim mountain

, time and space seem to have frozen.

"...I think it will be beautiful when the cherry blossoms are in full bloom." Zhang Luo couldn't help but sigh.

"Yes, it seems that the guests also like cherry blossoms."

"But the cherry blossoms will still have to be seen next year, which is really a pity."

"Such a ten-mile-long red maple forest is actually not bad. How can a mortal capture all the beauty in the world?" Then the old witch asked: "Have you two heard the story of the red maple forest in the mountain? In fact, decades ago, there was a red maple forest in the mountain.

There is no red maple forest.”

Through the open door, one can see the clean and tidy reception room. Under the soft light, the true face of the old witch finally emerges.

He was probably in his thirties to forties, Zhang Luo roughly judged based on Hattori Arin Yui's appearance.

The last large-scale outbreak of the San tribe was more than ten years ago, and there is not much information in this regard. It was also during the financial crisis, and it was said that the entire Sun Islands were in turmoil. Zhang Luo judged that two chess players almost lost their way.

...So, everyone keeps silent about that kind of black history. Zhang Luo also did detailed research on the history of the Sun Islands - especially the modern history, and then managed to figure out what was going on.

However, for the San people, it is a blood debt and will not be forgotten so easily.

Hattori Shinyui must have witnessed the bloody suppression of the San tribe's rebellion, so he had such great hostility.

Then you can guess the age of this woman. She must be more than twenty years old if she can raise a child.

Moreover, this woman is obviously well-maintained, but she gives people a sense of vicissitudes of life. Her appearance is also more delicate than that of a flower, and her movements and postures also have a sense of time condensed.

A weird woman.

"Oh?" But Zhang Luo looked interested in this woman's proposal.

The four of them took off their shoes, knelt down on the tatami, and Hattori Arata began to make tea.

Zhang Luo's expression changed, and the corner of his mouth raised a smile: "Compared to this, Kirishima-san lives alone in the mountains with his daughter. Don't you feel lonely and lonely?"

Bai Su sat silently. She always felt that her brother Luo had a hint of danger, so she didn't dare to speak. Because she was bored, she could only look around.

The decoration here is full of the culture of this nation, the decoration of chrysanthemums, and the samurai sword scabbard on the shelf.

The name on the scabbard: Ju Yiwen Zezong.

"Why are the two women's reception rooms decorated with samurai sword scabbards? Where are the knives?" Bai Su found it a bit strange. Some items were still in the style of the last century or even older, and they didn't look like genuine goods.

In the dim light, Kirishima Eitsuki did not refute Zhang Luo's frivolousness: "We have long been used to it before serving God."

"Qingdeng Ancient Buddha..." Zhang Luo sighed, "Can you tell us the story of this ten-mile red maple forest? Su Su, you really don't even know the story of this red maple forest, and you dare to call yourself

I have a detailed understanding of Songshan."

"Eh? Huh--!" Bai Su was distracted, and Zhang Luo bullied him again. He felt aggrieved: "Luo...Brother Bao!"

Her tongue was knotted, Zhang Luo quickly touched her head to comfort her, and suppressed her instantly.

At this time, the tea has been brewed.

The shrine maiden Hattori poured the tea, and her tea ceremony was incomprehensible. But the fragrance of the tea mixed with the fragrance of the girl, and the sudden breeze blew, and there was still an aftertaste.
Chapter completed!