The undead spirit that suddenly appeared from the tent, although his face was rotten, was vaguely estimated to be a man in his 30s when he was alive.
This undead soul is obviously unconscious.
"Ho ho!"
He continued to let out a rough growl similar to that of a beast, and raised his pale arm suddenly. The dirty black fingertips twisted into the mud spread like iron pincers, carrying the putrid wind, and moved towards Onizuka Kiriho's ankle.
Catch him!
The little miko just moved a step backwards nimbly and calmly, and dodged the attack.
Her expression did not change due to the sudden appearance of the terrifying undead. She was obviously prepared for it. In fact, because she had just scanned the content of the note, when she looked at the undead crawling in the tent, there was a vague expression in her eyes.
Some sympathy.
call!
On the yellow talisman sandwiched between the index finger and the middle finger, the cinnabar symbols flashed with a strange luster and turned into blazing sparks in an instant.
The entire talisman paper burned into a blazing fire.
The golden curse symbols, along with the floating ashes, vibrated towards the surroundings, and the hot air waves raised the white clothes and black hair of the witch.
Holy and majestic.
At the same time as the Lihuo Talisman ignited, the male undead spirit was simultaneously swallowed up by the fire.
The sky-high flames enveloped his whole body, like flowing lava, which was particularly eye-catching. The fangs of the flames also tore the green waterproof tent into pieces.
"ah--!"
The wails of the undead echoed fiercely around.
After a few seconds, everything calmed down.
The air was filled with a burnt smell, and the dead spirit and the tent turned into ashes, and a few clear and pure light spots slowly floated.
Only Onizuka remained standing silently.
"Rest in peace." She murmured and extinguished the talisman on her fingertips.
The evil spirits are eliminated.
In fact, Onizuka turned around and found this tent because he sensed the presence of the undead wandering nearby.
"The male undead just now should be the one who left these notes."
Judging from the content on the note, this man must have been a mountaineer during his lifetime.
While camping near Mount Kiyomizu in the Higashiyama Mountains southeast of Kyoto, he accidentally entered the area where the Tsuchimikado mansion was supposed to have disappeared.
"Here... it seems that many people have died here, and there are many confused spirits trapped here like this hiker, wandering and unable to leave."
The little witch raised her eyes and looked around. From the naked eye, there were only crowded and lush vegetation and thick miasma.
But she could feel more.
"According to the information on the note, the climber finally followed the young woman he saw under the double blow of a mental breakdown and a lack of supplies. The person who took him away may be another undead wandering here.
As for the climber himself, he was probably... killed."
"The hiker also mentioned that he had heard children singing, songs related to the gods."
"The childish goddess on Gaotianyuan,...the great god, and the ones I didn't mention just now, are torn apart..."
Onizuka flipped through the note again and found this line of notes recording the lyrics again.
It seems that the gods mentioned in the lyrics have at least two pillars, which are described as "torn apart" objects. Whether they are gods or not cannot be determined.
It's a pity that only the name of "Children" has been clearly recorded.
"The child goddess of Takamagahara, in my impression, mythology records that this deity is the sister of Amaterasu, so she is also the sun god."
The little witch kept a few notes in her hand tightly. She wanted to use them as a "medium" to cooperate with the little spots of light left after the undead of the climbers were eliminated, and try to channel spirits.
Among the exterminators in the countermeasures room, there is a small group of "psychics". These people usually cooperate with the autopsy and allow the deceased to "speak".
Onizuka Kirihota has a very high level of inspiration, so she can do this too.
Although she has not reached the level of specialization, her psychic skills are barely adequate.
Channeling is a very limited technique. After all, it can only be effective on the corpses or relics of the deceased, as well as the undead themselves. Like weird stories born out of public opinion legends, this technique cannot be used.
It also pays attention to timeliness.
However, in certain situations, once this set of skills is put into effect, it can provide considerable help to the spiritual masters.
After all, one can intuitively see through channeling, or indirectly feel some of the experiences and knowledge of the deceased during his or her lifetime.
The little witch recited the incantation, closed her eyes, and the spiritual power visible to the naked eye flowed out of her palms again, wrapping the notes.
After a few seconds, she opened her eyes again.
The faint light spots floating around also slowly dissipated without a trace in the dense miasma.
Through channeling, Onizuka only saw a sporadic and vague flashback, which was fleeting——
In the misty woods, a female figure wearing a shirt stood in the shade of the tree, standing upright and motionless, with only her black hair blowing in the wind.
Other than that, I felt nothing.
There is also no content about the bronze mirror fragments.
"The effect is not good. The climber has been dead for too long. Moreover, he did not have much obsession or even the desire to survive before his death."
Depending on the climber's equipment, there is also a vague feeling of psychic.
Onizuka estimated that the other person was from twenty or thirty years ago.
According to experience, it takes too long for the person being channeled to die, but if he had a strong obsession during his lifetime, he can still see a lot of content.
But climbers clearly do not fall into this category.
The moment he was taken away by a young woman who might be an undead spirit, he already wanted to die.
"As Agawa said, there are many secrets in the Tsuchimikado Residence. Now it seems that after this place disappeared from the mountains of Higashiyama, it should have swallowed up many people like climbers... If you want to know more about it,
To find the secrets here and find the clues to the missing bronze mirror fragments, I have to explore further."
Onizuka Kiriho put away those notes, remained vigilant, and headed back towards the abandoned village a little further away.
…
Village.
The miasma here is thicker than in the mountains and forests, and it spreads wantonly. To the naked eye, the dilapidated villages shrouded in miasma look like they are immersed in a swamp full of pain and lamentation.
The surrounding trees were twisted and strange, their branches and leaves intertwined together, like curled palms reaching into the air, forming intertwined black shadows on the ground.
At the entrance of the village, there is a broken wooden bridge, with a few broken wooden boards barely lying on the bridge frame. The river water under the bridge is turbid, still slightly red, and the water surface ripples from time to time, stirring up a small sound of water.
, as if there was something ominous wandering around in it.
"This place is much bigger than I expected."
Onizuka stood on the other side of the wooden bridge and observed the environment, using his spiritual power to sense his surroundings.
"You can feel the wandering undead from a little closer. It doesn't seem to be too difficult to deal with, but I don't know what's going on deeper, so you still have to be careful."
"According to the information provided by Achuan, the center of the village should be the real Tsuchimikado mansion. If you can't find other clues, you may have to try to explore there. There is a higher possibility that there are bronze mirror fragments there.
"
After analyzing the surrounding situation in his mind, Onizuka gathered his spiritual power and crossed the wooden bridge in front of him with great dexterity.
The white footbag, which was already stained with mud, touched the old wooden board without even making a big sound.
Pointing her toes to the ground and then falling down, the little witch steadfastly stabilized her body.
Just as she was about to enter the village to explore, her attention was suddenly attracted by something nearby.
He raised his hand to stir his hair and looked sideways.
There is an inconspicuous stone monument over there, with the words "Tsuchimikado" vaguely visible on it.
But the stone tablet is not the point.
"this……"
What attracted the little witch was a crumpled paper ball beside the stone monument.
She stepped forward, bent down, picked up the ball of paper, and unfolded it.
This is a yellowed missing person notice:
[photo]
[Name: Yuri Sakai]
[Age: 22 years old]
[Missed on the evening of February 14th, wearing an off-white shirt when he disappeared...]
At the end of the missing person notice, there is also the date when the notice was issued, "February 16, 1997."
Taking up the upper half of the paper are photos of the missing persons.
A girl with long straight hair, smiling slightly, with a single dimple on her left cheek.
"Yuri Sakai disappeared nearly 30 years ago. She looks a bit like the woman I saw as a psychic climber."
Onizuka turned over the missing person notice.
There is also writing on the back, not printed, but handwritten.
The handwriting looked strong and strong, but it was very sloppy and looked like it might have been written by a man:
[Qingshui Mountain, it must be Qingshui Mountain. Yuli must have gone there. She was not in the right state when she came back from there last time.]
[They didn’t believe me, neither the police nor Yuri’s parents believed me. They regarded me as a target of suspicion. Why did they doubt me? On Valentine’s Day night, I really sent Yuri back to her apartment.
Yeah!]
[I obviously love Xi Li so much, how could I hurt her?]
[Unreliable, they are all unreliable, no one is reliable.]
[I'm going to find her.]
After staring at the writing on the back of the missing person notice for a while, the little witch pinched the paper slightly, and spiritual power flowed out of her palms again.
This time through the channeling, she saw it, and she saw it clearly——
The surrounding environment seems to be the entrance to Tsuchimikado Village.
Same as now.
A short-haired man wearing a jacket stood here slightly confused.
"Xili...Xili must be here. Wait for me, I will save you, I will take you home."
As the man said this, he stumbled into the village until his lonely figure was swallowed up by the thick miasma.
The psychic scene ends here.
"A very strong obsession. Well...his name is Teito Toshima."
The little miko looked up and could still feel a white shadow in her field of vision, wearing a jacket, walking quickly towards the east of the village.
The traces left by Teto Toshima were revealed through this missing person notice.
"He came to find his lover." Onizuka thought, feeling sorry for the couple.
Since they can be channeled, it means that the couple Toshima and Sakai have not left this place.
"With the intensely emotional handwriting on this missing person notice, and following Teto Toshima's exploration path, I should be able to gain more insights. Toyoshima seems to have experienced a lot in the village of Tsuchimikado."
Onizuka temporarily changed the idea of exploration.
I decided not to go to Tsuchimikado Residence, but to follow the traces left by Toshima who was channeled.
Although I'm a little sorry to say this.
However, Teito Toshima explored Tsuchimikado Village before his death, and his traces can be used as certain guidelines for himself.
With the help of the traces he left and his experience, it should be possible to collect information about Tsuchimikado Village more quickly, and to a certain extent, foresee and avoid possible dangers along the way.
The little miko folded the missing person notice in half and officially entered Tsuchimikado Village.
…
A slight pulling sensation came.
Kamiyagawa held the Ema tied to his left hand, and the red string floated out.
Like the little miko, he also tied the ema on his side to his wrist.
Carefully discern the content of the information transmitted on the red rope.
[Miasma, mountains and forests, dilapidated villages, wandering undead...]
"What's the situation like at Onizuka? It seems to be different from mine."
Standing at the exit of the cave, Kamiya looked into the distance.
After coming out of the cave, he was on higher ground.
Looking around, the sky and the earth are so dim that it is almost impossible to distinguish the dividing line. However, you can vaguely see the black mountains stretching in the distance, and you don't know where they lead.
"It still looks like a deep mountain here."
In the mountain where the Divine Valley is located, there is almost no vegetation, only strange and ferocious dark rocks of different shapes standing here and there in extremely irregular places.
As for the outline of the village, there is no trace at all.
The red rope on the wrist continued to be pulled gently and rhythmically.
"Firefly said that she can deal with the wandering undead. She is going to the village of Tsuchimikado to find the whereabouts of the bronze mirror fragments and other clues about this place."
Although the little miko said so, and through the connection of the red rope, Kamiya could clearly feel the presence of Onizuka as long as he calmly sensed it.
But Kamiyakawa still wanted to meet her as soon as possible.
The top priority is to find the fragments of the bronze mirror as soon as possible.
Clang.
The boy Qie Anzang took out the sheath, and the golden blade shone brightly, like a star.
"The aura in the environment is chaotic and complicated. There should be something terrible somewhere here."
Narrowing his eyes and holding the famous demon-slaying sword, Kamiyagawa began to explore the surrounding area.
We walked along the steep wall of the mountain cliff towards the lower ground for a while. The straight-line distance between the current cave and the "birth point" is not too far away, but the surrounding environment has become slightly more open.
Immediately, the faint sound of water flowing in the Kamiya River was heard.
Walking in the direction of the sound, he began to see the high sky in the distance, thick and filled with red and painful resentment.
After walking for a while, a waterfall appeared in front of us.
The cliff is as steep as if it had been cut with an axe.
The majestic water surged from high places and roared down, crashing into the deep pool below, splashing into pieces and making a thunderous sound.
"here……"
Standing on the Kamiya River not far from the pool, you can feel the fine water droplets filling the air, and coexisting with it is a strong smell of blood.
Then——
boom!
There was a loud noise from the waterfall, which was several times louder than the original sound of the rushing water.
The amount of water falling from high places suddenly increased, rushing down with the aura like a dam bursting.
The color of the running water, which was originally normal, turned into a blood-red color at this moment.
The smell of blood in the air became even stronger, strong enough to make you suffocate.
It has turned into a red waterfall and a deep pool, with white pieces of meat gushing out.
Not only that, but there were also messy, dense, long, wet black hair soaked in water.
Pieces of white clothes and scarlet hakama emerged from the bottom of the deep pool, floating up and down in the rapids of the water, sinking and sinking.
Kamiyagawa stared at the clothes that were soaked in blood and clearly belonged to the witches.
Although those white clothes also have the symbol of Seimei Kikyo on them, they are obviously different in style from the shrine maiden clothes of Onitsuka and others at Jujun Shrine.
"The symbol of Seimei Kikyo. Are these... the shrine maidens of the Tsuchimikado family? Why are there so many of them?"
Kamiyagawa held the boy Kiriyasu Tsuna a little tighter.
He heard the sounds of women wailing and crying, layer upon layer, coming from an unknown number of people, shrill and painful, even covering up the sound of the waterfall.
Seeing those broken pieces of raw meat, I started to stir up the pieces of white clothes and scarlet hakama.
The waterfall roared, and the cry was shrill. White flesh and long black hair were constantly stirring in the scarlet blood.