Kamiyagawa: "My master only taught me the techniques of removing spirits, but not the theoretical knowledge of removing spirits. Before this year, I did not have any experience in removing spirits. So, I am really new to the Tao."
"Your master, why do you do this?"
"I don't know, maybe he has some special considerations."
Kamiyagawa once again used his "master in a quantum superposition state" as a shield.
Even Uncle Jie Cheng believed this excuse to the fullest extent.
Not to mention the relatively simple-minded little miko Onizuka.
After a few words, she successfully believed in Kamiyagawa's evil deeds, and her speaking attitude became enthusiastic and energetic again.
After eating for a while.
Onizuka Kiriho suddenly put down the taiko in his hand and raised his head to look at the Kamiya River.
Kamiya felt a little uncomfortable being looked at: "What's the matter, boss?"
"Don't be a big boss. If you call me a big boss, I will blush." The little witch shook her head and shook the kuaizi in her hand. "You are obviously the big one when you single-handedly defeated a quasi-B-level pink fairy."
Old man."
Kamitani walked alone in a dark alley and finally defeated the Pink Fairy.
Onizuka, who participated in the battle against Fushu Town, must be aware of this.
"That's not true. And it's not like I defeated it directly. It was with the help of strange people." Kamiyagawa insisted on the previous reasons.
He gave a large part of the credit for defeating the Pink Fairy to his own vest.
"Being able to hold off that rosy fairy for so long is really impressive."
"That's true. I accept your compliment. By the way, what did you want to say at the beginning?"
"Oh, that's it... I heard that you have a shikigami, right?" The little miko came back to her senses. She just stared at Kamiya River and thought of this.
"yes."
"Then you use the same spirit control technique as Mr. Jiecheng...?"
"No, we are different. Well, my shikigami doesn't need to replenish magic at night."
"That's good, ah, no, what I mean is...are there actually people who use other spirit control techniques now?"
"Yes, there are. Anyway, my master taught me." Kamiyakawa responded simply, and then changed the subject, "By the way, I also have questions to ask you."
"What?"
"If you are a miko, why didn't you wear a miko costume during the operations in the past two days?"
"It's inconvenient to move around in a miko uniform. How can you wear it during battle?"
"I see."
"Oh? Do you want to see it?" The little witch blinked, "How do I look in a witch costume?"
"I'm a little curious and would like to see it."
"oh……"
…
Dinner with Onitsuka Kiri Hotaru was quite enjoyable.
After dinner, the two took a walk near the "Marumatsu" restaurant, exchanged lines, and then parted normally.
The little miko will go back to Kanagawa tomorrow.
The next day in the afternoon.
Kamiya was on Line and received a message from Onizuka who had returned home——
"Show you the cats of our shrine!"
"[picture]"
"His name is Dango. He is a very cute child, right? There are many cats near our shrine."
In the photo, you can see a shrine with white walls, blue tiles, and bright vermilion lines on the walls.
A huge rope made of straw is hung high at the gate of the shrine, and several ema and brass wind chimes are hung under the rope.
In the center of the picture is a corner of the wooden corridor of the shrine.
A big orange cat, shaped like a small gas tank, was turning its belly and taking a nap in the sun.
A little witch wearing white scarlet hakama, white footbags, and long black hair tied with white sandalwood paper squatted next to the orange cat and stretched out her hands to rub its furry belly.
I have to say, Onizuka looks really good in a miko costume.
Kamiya looked at the photo for a while and typed: "Who took the photo for you?"
From the Onizuka little miko's side, several messages came back:
"What you said is very disappointing!"
"Of course I took the photo with my own tripod."
"After I returned to the shrine, I spent a long time posing for this photo before I was satisfied with it. It was very hard! The dumplings were so impatient to cooperate."
"Besides, that's not the point. You should politely compliment me on my good looks!"
Kamiyagawa looked at the little miko's reply and just laughed, then replied: "It looks good. Also, it's time for Dango to lose weight."
Onitsuka: "Duanzi said you don't need to worry about it. [Unexplained angry cat expression]"
I casually chatted with the little witch about daily life, just like I did in private chat through the forum before.
Afterwards, Kamiya turned off the phone screen and sighed:
"I really met a very interesting person."
…
The interaction with the little miko is just an interesting spice to Kamiyagawa's life.
At least that's the case for now.
After that, another day passed peacefully.
The day came when Kamiyagawa left for Osaka Nara to open a map.
Nara.
The birthplace of ancient Japanese civilization.
Nara is a low-end version of Chang'an. It imitated the layout of Chang'an in China more than a thousand years ago, and built the capital of that time - Heijo-kyo here.
Therefore, there is also the Zhuque Gate and the Zichen Hall. In addition, the two most important temples here are one built for monk Jianzhen and the other built in memory of Master Xuanzang.
The streets are full of ancient style.
However, this unique city is not the end of the trip to Kamiya.
What he was going to was Mount Horenzuho, located in the northeastern part of Nara Prefecture.
The abandoned Nara Dreamland is located here.
The Abandoned Paradise is quite far from the city. After getting off the plane, we took the tram. If it was more convenient, we had to take a taxi.
Very expensive.
Fortunately, Kamiya has made a lot of money recently by relying on Uncle Yuki and the official organization of exorcists.
The taxi stopped five kilometers away from the abandoned paradise and was unwilling to continue driving.
The driver stopped the meter and drove almost 20 kilometers, charging 10,000 yen.
Kamiya took out the money with a bit of pain.
After collecting the money, the driver just glanced at Kamiyagawa, then turned around and left without saying anything.
In Japan, a country that is polite and friendly on the surface but is actually quite indifferent, there is not much communication between strangers.
After watching the taxi leave, Kamiyagawa took out his mobile phone and checked the marked point on the map for this trip: "It's a five-kilometer walk. It's really a bit far."
It was one o'clock in the afternoon when he arrived at Falian Zuobao Mountain, and the autumn sun was shining brightly in the sky.
Hiking in the wild on a hot day is really uncomfortable.
But there is nothing we can do, opening a new map is the most important thing.
…
I walked for a kilometer under the intense sun.
There are no pedestrians on the road along the way
Kamiyagawa took out a bottle of water from the [Mirage Bag] and drank half of the bottle while standing on the roadside.
"It's alive." He breathed a sigh of relief.
Just as I was about to continue on my way with the map in mind, I suddenly heard the sound of a car from behind.
I only saw a seven-seater Toyota car driving slowly and stopped next to Kamiya.
After a while, the driver's window rolled down.
Inside is a young man with yellow hair and tattoos on his arms: "Hey, little brother, you still look like a student, right? What are you doing in a place like this?"
Kamiyakawa stood beside the car.
After the Toyota car appeared, the phone in his hand vibrated.
A notification for "Kaitan Monogatari" popped up.
He glanced at the content of the notification calmly, and then glanced in through the rolled-down cab window of the Toyota. There were four or five other young people in the car.
They look a bit like backpackers, urban explorers who traveled the same way as Kamiyagawa.
"I'm here to take a look." Kamiya put the phone away silently.
"Take a look, there's nothing better here, right? If you go further, there's only a huge abandoned amusement park." The windows of the second row of the seven-seat car also slowly rolled down.
Sitting there was a woman in her mid-20s, wearing a peaked cap, with ordinary appearance and heavy makeup.
"Well, I'm going to Nara Dreamland." Kamiya started chatting with the stranger in the car.
As soon as I said this.
The young people in the Toyota car all laughed, and the air was filled with joy.
Huang Mao: "Little brother, that's not a place you should explore at your age, right? And you're alone, so you'll be in danger."
The woman in the peaked hat: "If you must go, why not come with us? My brothers and sisters are also going there to play, so you can take care of us if you come with us."
No one in the car objected to this.
With that said, the Toyota door was opened.
Without any hesitation, Kamiya smiled like a harmless high school boy and got into the car: "Thank you, brothers and sisters."
He sat in the last row of the seven-seater car, which could seat three people.
There was also a girl in her early twenties with short hair sitting next to her.
After getting on the bus, Kamiya could confirm that this group of young people were also going to Nara Dreamland, and they were a group of five.
Two women and three men.
The Toyota restarted and drove forward.
It's cool and shady in the car, which is much better than being out in the sun.
But Kamiya, who was in the back row, glanced at the first row and found that the vehicle's air conditioner was not turned on at all.
"Hey, little brother, it's about ten minutes' drive from the Abandoned Paradise. We'll be there in a while. Do you want some snacks?"
The group of young adventurers in the car looked a little bad, but they were very nice people, and they even warmly greeted Kamiyagawa for snacks.
Kamiya was not polite and took a bottle of drink and a bag of potato chips.
He looked through the snacks calmly.
Ah, very good.
There seems to be nothing wrong with the drinks and potato chips, but the production dates are all ten years ago.
Kamiya would definitely not eat this, so he naturally placed the snacks next to his seat.
The few people in the car didn't care why he didn't eat.
They just walked along like this, laughing and laughing. Kamiya, who was sitting in the back seat, also cooperated with them in their jokes, and he used the vehicle and the air-conditioning to get closer to the destination.
We drove about two kilometers.
Huang Mao, who was sitting in the driver's seat, suddenly raised a topic to Kamiya: "By the way, little brother. If you want to explore Nara Dreamland, you must have heard of it, right? It is said that there is an urban supernatural spot."
The woman in the peaked hat added: "I heard that you can hear laughter in a deserted amusement park; abandoned amusement facilities without electricity will suddenly start up at night."
"Of course I've heard of it, I just went there for those urban legends." Kamiyakawa sat calmly in the back row, calm and composed.
"That's it." The originally friendly tone of the woman in the peaked hat changed, and her tone became strange, a little stiff, and oddly drawn out, "Little brother, do you believe that those urban legends are true? Do you believe that in this world,
Are there any strange stories?"
Stab——
As if to coordinate her speech, the seven-seater Toyota made an emergency stop on the road.
Kamiyagawa in the back row sat up straight again after the bump, glanced at the five people traveling with him, and said slowly: "I believe it."
The rest of the people were silent at this time.
It seemed a little colder in the car.
It was eerie and cold, making people shiver.
"Uuuuuu——"
At this time, the girl with short hair who was also sitting in the back row began to sob. She cried tremblingly: "It's gone, it's gone... I can't find it... I can't find it!"
Kamiyakawa touched a [Thunder Intertwined Coin] and held it between his fingers: "What are you looking for, sister? I can help you."
"Woo-"
The girl cried louder and louder, her voice became hoarse, and her short-haired head began to rise slowly.
Detach from the body and rise.
Her head, like a hydrogen balloon, rose to the roof of the car and floated up and down. At the same time, she continued to cry: "My head! My head can't be found. Why is it missing?"
"My head, my head...give it to me, give it to me!"
Others in the car also shouted together.
Their necks seemed to be cut neatly by a sharp thin line, their bodies remained on the seats, but their heads floated up like balloons.
After being pressed against the roof of the car, it still bounced up and down slightly.
As for Huang Mao in the driving position, his situation is different from that of several others.
The head did not turn into a balloon and rose up, but was disconnected unevenly, and blood flowed like a spring from the neck.
The fallen head was held in his hands.
"Tick-tack-" He opened his mouth wide and made a sound that sounded like a lake, "Balloons, balloons all over the sky...the balloons are crying and screaming!"
Afterwards, the eyes on Huang Mao's head oozed blood, and he stared blankly at Kamiyagawa, who was sitting in the back row: "Let's go! If you don't want to be like us, leave immediately!"
Wow——
The door of the seven-seater Toyota opened suddenly.
"oh?"
Kamiyakawa raised his eyebrows in surprise.
Looking at the other "people" in the car, they seemed to have no intention of actively attacking him.
"That's interesting. Do you want me to leave?"
The coin in Kamiya's hand was already pulsating with a faint blue electric arc, but he pressed it out again.
The terror and noise in the car continued.
But after two or three seconds, all the sounds suddenly stopped.
Because he was sitting comfortably in the back row, something strange happened around the young man who looked a little weak.
"Jiejie——"
A huge white and purple figure wearing a ferocious smiling mask appeared from beside him, crowded in the carriage, and stared at everyone.
outside the carriage.
There was the sound of hard heels stepping on the ground.
Ta-ta-ta.
You can see the surging red aura, rushing like boiling outside the car door.
Immediately afterwards, a slender white hand suddenly grabbed the open car door.
A girl in a red and black Gothic dress dragged a huge machete and stood upright at the door of the car: "Hello. I am Miss Mary."
The four floating human heads, as well as the yellow man holding the head in front, all stopped making sounds and were as quiet as a chicken.