The time in the real world is already the morning of the next day.
Shan Lao's Residence in the World of Ghost Stories, second floor.
The air was filled with an unpleasant rancid smell.
Shan Lao's house is quite big, with many empty rooms. Even though it has admitted many strangers, it is still far from full.
The five people, Nagatomo Masao, who entered Aokigahara in the same batch, are gathering in a room at the moment.
Because Little Flathead had a macho behavior of hitting the strange driver with a rock, and because he seemed to have a very close relationship with the adult who appeared later and claimed to be the God of Thunder, the small group of five people was now vaguely centered on him.
Female high school student: "Speaking of which, are you hungry now? I have noticed that I have been in this different world for so long, but I have no desire to eat at all."
Sister OL: "I am the same, neither hungry nor thirsty. Maybe after entering this strange world, even we ourselves have changed?"
Wolf-tailed youth: "I may know this... I just tried to communicate with other survivors here and got some information, but it's a bit shocking."
"What information? Tell me." Everyone looked at the young man.
"That is, when we stay in this world, we don't need to eat or drink at all, we only need a very short rest. If we are attacked and die by monsters, we will not really die, but will lose part of our original memories.
And then reappear. If we die too many times, lose too many memories, or even forget who we are... we will transform into monsters."
After the wolf-tailed young man finished speaking, everyone fell into silence.
Nagatomo Masao couldn't help but recall the words he shouted in his ears before: "Don't forget! Don't forget who you are! Although it is difficult, if you forget, you will become like me!"
After a while, the female high school student said in a dull voice: "Are we really still human beings now?"
Silence again.
Later, perhaps because he felt that the atmosphere was too heavy, the chatty old man changed the topic: "Um, little brother Nagatomo, what should we do next? That Lord Thunder God wants us to stay here properly, right?"
Xiao Pingtou came back to his senses.
In fact, he didn't know what to do now, so he just shook his head: "Lord Thor said he would come back."
However, this sentence is not enough to appease other people who are restless.
The old man from the community: "By the way, I just talked to other people here. They said that every once in a while when they live here, they have to organize a worship service for Grandma Shan, and we have to participate when the time comes."
Sister OL: "Worship? But isn't that mountain lady right here? Do you want to worship her directly?"
The old social beast: "I don't know, anyway, that's what the man who talked to me said."
Wolf-tailed youth: "So, this is the purpose of Shan Lama taking in us living people, so that we can worship her? Will she get any benefits by doing this?"
The old social animal uncle: "I can't say for sure, but if it's just like this, it would make people feel more at ease, right? If Shan Lao has no needs and accepts living people for free, it would be even more suspicious and disturbing."
The five people talked some more in the room, and the door that could not be locked was suddenly pushed open.
A strange girl who looked to be in her early 20s and wearing glasses walked in naturally.
A stranger suddenly broke in. Nagatomo Masao and others did not expect this, and they did not react for a while.
Instead, it was the strange girl who spoke first: "Oh, you guys, you seem to be new to Shan Lao Juli, right?"
At the same time, a low roar appeared in Nagatomo Masao's ears again: "This girl is in a strange state! Be careful!"
Xiao Pingtou tried his best to control his emotions and didn't show any obvious abnormalities. He looked up and down at the visitor who suddenly came over, and felt that he looked like an ordinary person just like his group.
"Who are you?" The young man with Wolf Tail was the first to ask, his face full of vigilance.
"Me, you can just call me Hasumi." The girl replied calmly, "Don't be nervous, I'm just here to give you newcomers a warning. The big monster Shan Lao in this residence is not reliable.
Don’t let your guard down here.”
"You...this is Lama Shan's territory, right?" The social animal uncle glanced at the door nervously.
"Don't be afraid. Every three days, Grandma Shan will lock herself in the kitchen and won't come out. She won't know what I said to you here. Only at this time will I sneak into Grandma Shan's house.
Come here."
The girl who called herself "Hasumi" waved her hand.
"Why do you say Shan Lao is unreliable?" This time it was Nagatomo Masao who asked.
"As far as I know, there is some kind of connection between Shan Lao and the Pig King, another demon king in the sea of trees. Every once in a while, Shan Lao will select two living people to send to the Pig King. That's it.
Naturally, people can never come back. Although you may not be attacked by those ferocious monsters outside when you live here, you must be careful about becoming the sacrifice given to the Pig King by the Mountain Lama."
Lianshi said this, and it seemed to be true.
The atmosphere in the room dropped to freezing point again.
"Okay, anyway, I've warned you. Next, I have to go and see if there are any other newcomers in Shan Lao Residence. Please take care of yourself." Hasumi seemed to be planning to open the door and leave.
"Wait a minute." Changyou called out to her, "Why do you know this?"
"Of course I know. After all, I am the first person to come here, and I naturally know more things than you. In addition, I just heard it at the door. Once the person you are talking about dies too many times, he will
The information about turning into a monster was originally told to other people here by me."
"But why are you telling us this?"
"Why?" Lianshi laughed, her delicate eyes narrowed into thin slits under her glasses, "Because I have a kind heart - see you later."
This chapter is not over yet, please click on the next page to continue reading the exciting content! Then, the pretty girl wearing glasses quickly opened the door and left.
Her footsteps could be heard getting farther and farther in the corridor.
The appearance was very sudden, and the departure was also very sudden.
He seems like a very strange person.
After waiting for a while, the female high school student among the five, who had not spoken since Hasumi appeared, spoke tremblingly: "That sister just now, she said her name was Hasumi..."
"You know her?"
"No, it's not... But I used to like to watch some videos introducing urban ghost stories... I clearly remember that when the story of Kisaragi Station first appeared on the Internet, the person who first posted that he entered a different world made this ghost story
The person who became popular on the Internet...is called Hasumi!"
Everyone in the room looked at each other, and now they didn't know what to do at all.
Xiao Pingtou was also extremely distressed at this time.
Who is more reliable, Shan Lao here or the girl who called herself Hasumi just now?
I can't tell, I really can't tell.
In his opinion, the only person who can be trusted in this world now is the Thunder God who is connected with Kamiya-kun.
By the way, Kamiya-kun.
I need to talk to Kamiya-kun on the phone again.
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real world.
Hualing High School.
"Finally, get out of class is over." Kamiyagawa stayed up until the end of the first class in the afternoon.
Last night, in order to increase the probability of catching the Dream-Eating Tapir, Zashiki Warashi placed a long-lasting good luck buff on his old father.
That good luck effect still existed until the ape dream was retired.
However, according to the skill characteristics of Fu Bao, after the good luck has ended, it is time to have bad luck.
So Kamiya has been having a very unlucky day today.
First, when I woke up in the morning and washed up, the water pipe in my house suddenly burst.
After hurriedly dealing with the water pipes, the train I was going to take was inexplicably delayed. When I arrived at school late, I was caught by the political teacher, and he couldn't help but give me a scolding.
After that, I caught up with the bald math teacher to check the homework.
And Kamiyagawa was one of the ten people randomly inspected.
But last night he was too busy dealing with matters in the other world, so he didn't do his homework...
"Everything bad has happened to me."
Kamiya took out his phone and looked at his status bar. Now the status of [Misfortune and fortune depend on each other·Misfortune] has finally been erased.
"But when you think about it, compared with the good luck of catching the dream tapir, these trivial bad lucks are nothing."
Kamiyagawa is relatively optimistic by nature.
That's it?
Who goes to school without being trained by a teacher?
I feel uneasy holding the Dream-Eating Tapir in my hands like this, so I can just scold me a few more times, or call my parents directly or something like that and I won’t be afraid.
Anyway, I didn’t either…
The last period of this afternoon is physical education class.
Before class started, the cooldown of the short musket's [Three Thousand Worlds] Ashes of War skill had improved, so Kamiyagawa directly used [Thousand Silver Needles] to take a sick leave and go home early.
Anyway, he has never been short of exercise.
If you miss the gym class, you will miss it.
Now it is more important to push forward the progress of Aokigahara.
At present, all the preparations that can be done in the short term have been made. Although shooting is still very inaccurate, marksmanship cannot be practiced in a day or two.
First, go to Aokigahara Jukai and touch the Inotsugi King. If you really can't defeat him, you can think of other ways later.
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"Ka-ka-ka-"
An ugly human-faced tree with its trunk covered with human-faced burrs, and its branches extending and deformed, lashing out from all directions.
There are also some that look like saplings that have been shaken off from the human-faced tree.
Those saplings have human faces made of tree burls, and the tangled thin fibrous roots resemble legs.
They swing their deformed root legs, rush towards the enemy, and explode into a cloud of ghostly energy.
Kamiyagawa, whose face is covered with a mask of jealousy, and whose back is gently embraced by Hannya who has turned into a spirit body, moves extremely quickly.
Holding a letter in his hand, the indigo sword flashed and he easily broke through the siege of branches.
After re-emerging from the siege, he also raised [Banshee] with his left hand.
Without even taking aim, he fired three shots in the direction where the dryads were gathering.
Because of the support of Prajna sharing the power of ghosts and gods, and the Ah-Hum breathing method to coordinate the body, Kamiya's movements are relatively smooth and his hand is very steady even if he fires with his undominant left hand.
The recoil of the firearm has no effect on him at all.
Bang bang bang!
Three spirit-breaking iron projectiles exploded, and the two human-faced trees immediately dissipated into ashes.
With targets so densely packed, as long as the general direction of the shot is correct, the enemy can be hit.
At this moment, in the battlefield where the tree shadows overlap, other positions——
Miss Mary's eyes were red with blood. She pulled a large piece of red mist and led the nine red spirits all the way to the rear of the tree demon without any hindrance.
As usual, the evil-swallowing dog god turned into a huge burning red ball, and ran rampantly in the densest part of the human-faced tree. It rolled into a ball with several dryads, and the flames shot into the sky.
Only the new Dream-Eating Tapir is still obviously not used to this chaotic and violent battlefield.
Both the enemy and our own people seem a little too crazy, poof!
The tapir, which was incompatible with everyone, could only follow the owner's feet weakly and helplessly, and from time to time used the ability of [Sleeping Dreams] to lull a few nearby dryads to sleep.
However, enemies hypnotized by it will suffer inexplicable AOE damage from its teammates before too long, and will be awakened or directly retreated.
"It's okay. You'll get used to this kind of battle after a few more experiences." Kamiyagawa took the time to take care of the new employee's mood.
"Puff?"
The tapir in Snack Dreams looked frightened. Will he experience this kind of terrible thing many times?
The encounter with a large number of human-faced trees ended not long after.
The Kamiyagawa side did not suffer much damage from the battle.
Mari and Inugami, who were deep in the enemy's camp, only suffered minor injuries.
It's the kind of minor injury that can be completely healed even if you don't eat candles and go back to sleep in a shikigami statue.
After the battle is over, let Prajna control the powder and use the "medicine" properties of the white powder to give them a simple treatment without affecting their actions at all.
While Hannya was doing the logistics work, Kamiyagawa took the time to look at the status of his own equipment.
Currently, out of the 100 rounds of spirit-breaking iron projectiles used in [Banshee], only 12 have been consumed.
For the subsequent supplement of bullets, we can find a way to get it from the official organization. If there are raw materials [Yunling Iron Ingots], the craftsman sister also said that she can help with mass production.
Jue said before that spiritual iron is not a difficult material to find.
So it's not a big problem.
After the rest was over, Kamiyagawa called out the little old man and recalibrated the direction of travel.
"You're heading this way, right?"
"Abba! Abba!"
According to the information given by Shan Lao before, King Zhuji lives in a cave to the north of the Sea of Trees.
Go all the way north and you should be able to find it.
Because a large number of dryads had been cleared away, the little old man once again actively started to lead the way.
The two masters and servants trudged for nearly an hour in the sea of trees in the invisible world without seeing the sun and the edges.
The little old man walking in front suddenly stopped.
"Abba..."
He lowered his voice and trotted to Kamiyakawa's side, without shouting as loudly as before.
There must be something going on around here.
Kamiyagawa looked around with a single letter in hand.
Besides trees, there are still trees. They are lush and green, blocking out the sky and the sun. Their dense shade is connected into patches, only casting a permeating sense of coldness.
But if you look carefully, you can smell a smell permeating the air here.
The smell was different from the one in Shan Lao Juli. Although it was also rancid, it seemed more filthy and evil.
"Are we near King Inojisa's territory?"
Kamiya gripped the handle of Ichimonji's sword a little tighter.
Speaking of which, in the second half of the nearly half-hour journey, he basically didn't encounter any monsters in the sea of trees.
In this area, there should be a big monster that is powerful enough to deter them from approaching.