The vengeful spirit wearing white hunting clothes turned out to be the priest who was in charge of a certain ritual in the gods' shrine.

Maybe it was the one Hirasaka Hideki who accidentally came to the area of ​​the Kanju Village while camping outside.

There was a certain ceremony in that area a long time ago. Hideki Hirasaka was attracted by the afterimage of the ceremony and was eventually hidden by the gods.

In the end, although he was lucky enough to be found, he was still entangled with resentful spirits.

It was Hirasaka's family who contacted Master Haneda in advance, otherwise Hirasaka Hideki would be completely eroded sooner or later. He might have been controlled by a vengeful spirit at that time.

Fortunately, the priest vengeful spirit is more interested in the anger of eroding Hirasaka Hideki, otherwise it would be a bloody and cruel event to let it escape directly from Hirasaka Hideki.

After all, ordinary physical means cannot threaten the spirit.

Like the Bajiquan and various soft techniques of Kitakawaji Temple, you must attach to death to touch the vengeful spirits and cause harm to them.

Kitakawaji clamped the remains of paper into his notebook.

"No matter what, the gods still have to go there." Kitakawaji murmured to himself, and simply took out his cell phone.

Originally, he planned to come over to see the general situation, and then go back to Tokyo, waiting for the spring break of Mamiya Hitomiya.

But he did not expect that the God's village would involve so many things and so large in scale.

Even though there has been a lot of folk information found after Kitakawa Temple has arrived here, the specific surface of the water is just the tip of the iceberg.

In this case, I would have to take a leave.

Long before coming here, Kitakawaji had already been angry with Qianxia Qianxue, and now he just called her to notify her and asked her to help ask for leave.

After the school problem was solved, Kitagawaji put down his cell phone, put the poor Nishikojo on one side into his pocket, then put the backpack on his backpack and left the door of the B&B.

There is still some preparation before departure.

Three flashlights, several battery sections, map of suburbs of Daolu City, three large bags of high-calorie compression biscuits, kettle, sleeping bag, flint, gloves, cold hat, cold clothes

Kitakawaji didn't know what was going on in the village of Shenzhu. If you were forced to spend the night there because of something, you wouldn't have to worry about physical replenishment for the time being.

The gloves and cold hats are also prepared for the violent temperature changes in the mountains at night.

"It's almost done."

Then I flipped through the map in my hand and took the bus all the way out of the city.

Beichuan Temple does not know the specific location of the Shenzhu Village, but the Shenzhu Mountain Area is indeed marked on the map.

And the Shenzhu Village is hidden in the rolling mountains.

Moreover, along the way, Beichuan Temple also met many kind-hearted people who had just returned from camping in the Shenzhu Mountains.

With the help and guidance of these enthusiastic people, Kitakawaji finally walked to the vicinity of Shenzhu Mountain before nightfall

A small river called Shenzhuchuan

Winter nights always come very quickly. After Kitakawaji almost built the camp, the dark night had already arrived.

Campers are coming all the time. After all, this is the only water source nearby, and camping here is a lot of trouble.

In the darkness, accompanied by a series of hot fire lights, this wilderness also gained a little more popularity.

"It's a pity that few people know the specific location of the God's village." Kitagawa Temple looked around while reaching out to roast the fire.

He just asked the people who arrived at Shenzhai before him, but all of these tourists were answered "Shenjian Village? There seems to be no such place here" and "I don't know, I haven't heard of it."

It was a little difficult to deal with this. If even these tourists who often come to the vicinity of Shenzhu Mountain didn't know where the Shenzhu Village was? I would have to spend some time investigating where the Shenzhu Village was.

Kitakawaji thought about it and picked up the kettle placed beside the fire pit. Before he could take a sip, someone patted his shoulder.

"Haha, Brother Kitakawa, are you still drinking water alone here? Really, you don't have to do this even if you have a conflict with your girlfriend!"

A middle-aged man with a blue stubble on his face and wearing a cold-resistant coat laughed.

"Mr. Watanabe." Kitagawaji nodded to him expressionlessly.

This Watanabe Maichi was the first person to ask Kitagawaji Temple.

On holiday, he took his daughter Chitose Watanabe, a little girl who was only twelve years old, to experience life in the suburbs.

But from his current performance, we can also see that this guy is simply a crazy maniac.

Kitagawaji just asked him about where the gods were going, but Watanabe Maichi felt that Kitagawaji was heartbroken and ran to the suburbs alone to vent his heartbroken anger.

Of course, Kitakawaji remains silent on this issue.

"Why are you still eating this kind of thing now?" Watanabe Ma patted Kitagawaji's shoulder and saw the compressed biscuits that had not been broken in his gloves. He looked straight and dragged Kitagawaji without saying a word and said, "The curry rice you made on your Uncle Watanabe is almost ready. It's better to go where I can eat this thing here!"

"I'm afraid you won't have enough food." Kitakawaji frowned slightly.

He didn't expect that Watanabe Maichi was so enthusiastic.

"What's not enough to eat! If you don't eat enough, we'll make it again! I have prepared at least three pots of ingredients for curry!"

""Baichuan Temple.

Well, you've said that.

Kitagawa Temple no longer refuses and goes step by step towards the tent built by Maichi Watanabe.

Chitose Watanabe is a very well-behaved little girl. She is neatly tied with her eight-legged braids, and a heat emits from her little face.

At this moment, Chitose Watanabe saw Watanabe Maichi dragging Kitagawa Temple over. She was busy trying the taste and hurriedly stood firm and shouted pretty: "Brother Kitagawa."

"Well, we're meeting again, Chitose." Kitagawaji nodded to Chitose Watanabe.

Kitagawaji's attitude towards this little girl he just met was still very kind.

However, his attitude was kind, so he just slowed down his face and nodded to her.

"Haha, Qiansui! I've pulled this cold face paralysis over! Is it your wish now?"

"Dad!" Watanabe Chitoyo's fair little face turned red: "I just saw that Brother Kitagawa came out for camping alone!"

Watanabe Ma didn't have a check on her mouth, and she exposes her kindness in an instant. How could she not be angry?

But Watanabe Maichi didn't care at all, and he looked at Xiaodanguo and asked.

"Is the curry ready? I'm almost starving!"

Watanabe Maichi was like a big salted egg and was taken care of by his daughter, which was OK.

Kitakawaji rubbed his eyebrows.

"You can't starve to death." Chitose Watanabe rolled his eyes, stretched out his hand and scooped out some of the rice soup from another small hanging pot, muttering: "The curry is almost done, now wait for the rice to be cooked."

On the banks of the river, smoke from cooking cooks rose.

From time to time, Watanabe Chitose's preaching of Watanabe Maichi came the voice of Watanabe Maichi.
Chapter completed!