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- Kamikawa Shun thinks this is quite possible. After all, it is a village that envelops gods and totems. It is normal to offer sacrifices and worship.
¡°And it happened to rain heavily, so we couldn¡¯t work.
But when it comes to work
Kamikawa Shun frowned and looked around the village. He felt strange just when he was up there. The fields nearby had been deserted for some time.
There is no food grown in the ground. If all the people in this village are alive, what will they eat?
"Shall we go directly?"
¡°There¡¯s no one around, let¡¯s just go there.¡± Toru Amuro said and walked forward.
Since there are no people in the village, there is no difference between them sneaking in quietly and walking over openly.
There are no cats or dogs in the village, and there are no social animals such as chickens, ducks, or fish. The wooden houses are old and dim. The wooden piles at the door are covered with moss, and they are even covered with patches of mushrooms.
Although it is as quiet as a dead village, there is still a big difference between unoccupied houses and occupied houses. Although the inhabited houses look very old, they still have the smell of people, unlike those abandoned houses that seem to be falling down in the next second.
The three of them walked all the way from the edge of the village to the center of the village. During this period, no one appeared, and no one poked their head out of the house.
There are obviously traces of human life, but when walking in it, there is always an inexplicable coolness and weirdness.
"It's so weird." Shun Kamikawa felt that the aura of this village was very strange, and it felt like he had entered the realm of Koizumi Anko.
Kamikawa Shun used to be an atheist, but after arriving in this world, he began to believe in these gods and ghosts.
It¡¯s just that these gods in Japan are different from the gods in China. These gods in Japan are not so much gods as they are some kind of monsters.
Because people are afraid of them, they build temples for them and try to please them so that they can gain protection.
Kamikawa Shun doesn¡¯t know if this method is useful, but there is definitely no objection to the fact that Japanese gods are bad.
"The rain is going to stop."
Hoshino Xiu looked up at the sky. The raindrops in the sky were getting smaller and smaller, and the dark clouds shrouding the sky were gradually receding.
Kamikawa Shun joked: "It started raining when we entered the mountains. When we got here, the rain started to stop. Do you think there won't be any magic?"
It¡¯s a pity that Osamu Hoshino and Toru Amuro are not afraid of ghosts, so they didn¡¯t feel any fear when Shun Kamikawa said this.
"Maybe." Hoshino Osamu replied lightly.
He turned his attention to the lake in the center of the village. Based on the area, this lake is about the size of two football fields.
The entire village is built around this lake.
The white mist on the lake is like smoke and rain. The rain falls on the water, and the sound of rain is accompanied by ripples.
Kamikawa Shun picked up a stone from the ground and walked to the lake. The water in the lake is not very clear, and with the rain, it is completely unclear how deep the water is.
He threw the stone into the lake, and with a sound, the stone sank to the bottom of the water.
"What are you doing?"
Hoshino Osamu didn¡¯t quite understand his intention of throwing the stone.
"It's just that my hands are itchy" He actually wanted to study whether there were water monkeys in the lake, but he didn't have the conditions.
But he threw the stone just because his hands were itchy.
"Let's find someone first." Toru Amuro called back the two teenagers standing nearby. They still didn't know what the situation was in this village, so it was better not to move.
¡°First the whole, then the parts.¡±
He looked at the dead silent village. They had only walked through half of it, and the other half had not been seen. What they wanted to do was to see the whole village first.
"good."
The three of them continued walking in the village. There were no specially built roads in the village, only flat blocks dividing the houses.
The three of them did not conceal their whereabouts, nor did they control their voices. The sound of boots stepping on the water, the sound of rain falling on the umbrella cloth, the sound of clothes rubbing against each otherthese sounds become clearer as the rain gets lighter.
In the largest building in the village, a gray-haired old man sitting cross-legged on the table opened his eyes.
His location is the ancestral hall in the village, which is also the most central place in the entire village.
In front of him, a group of men sat cross-legged on the ground, their heads lowered, their hair dry and yellow, and their bodies as thin as wood.
Their ageDifferent, some are old and some are young, but no matter what age group they are, there is an air of twilight surrounding them, just like the smell of decay that comes out after being buried in the soil.
They were shirtless and had various tattoos on their bodies. These tattoos were like living creatures, moving slowly on their bodies.
They seemed to be praying and sleeping.
Behind the old man is an animal skin with strange totems painted on it. At first glance, the animal skin is just a bunch of messy lines, but if you look closely, you will find that it is actually several animals superimposed together. From different angles, you can see different animals.
"Ahu, someone from outside is here. Let's go and have a look." He spoke with great enthusiasm.
"Yes, Great Witch." A man on the far side stood up. He was one of the few people in the crowd with a strong body, but this strength was only a relative term.
Others opened their eyes one after another, but these people only opened their eyes and glanced at the old man sitting cross-legged on Gao Tai, although they closed their eyes again.
The man named Ahu stood up and quietly exited the ancestral hall.
Walking from the dim indoors to the outdoors, the change in light made him slightly uncomfortable. He picked up the raincoat next to him and put it on his body, put on his bamboo hat, and headed in the direction of the sound.
After walking around, I finally saw someone, and Amuro Toru greeted him immediately.
"Hello, we are backpackers hiking and we are lost in the mountains. Can we stay in your village for one night?"
The man seemed to be very uncomfortable communicating with strangers, and rarely heard formal Mandarin. It took him a while to understand what Toru Amuro was saying.
After understanding, he pointed at Toru Amuro, and then at Shun Kamikawa and Osamu Hoshino behind him, using his hands and feet, shaking his head and refusing, "Wethe villagedoes not welcome outsiders."
Kamikawa looked at the only man who appeared without leaving any trace. This man was shirtless in the mildly cold spring weather, wearing only a raincoat to protect him from the rain, but there was no sign of the cold.
This man looks to be in his thirties, but the expression on his face is not that of a thirty-year-old man, especially his eyes, which have the innocence and ignorance of a young man who has not seen the world.
Not only these are the strange things, but there is also a sense of twilight in the other party. This kind of breath is difficult to describe, but Kamikawa Shun still felt it.
It¡¯s so contradictory that the other party is clearly in his prime, yet he carries an air of twilight. (Remember the website address: www.hlnovel.com - Didn't finish reading? Add this book to your favoritesI'm a member and bookmarked this chapterCopy the address of this book and recommend it to your friends for pointsChapter error? Click here to report
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