"The truth?" Mamiya Eye stood behind Kitagawa Temple, with a look of surprise.

Kitakawaji did not answer, but just glanced around.

He looked up and glanced over and could clearly see the traces left by the huge mudslide.

The mudslide slid down the steep slope of the mountain, tilting down, and the huge kinetic energy and potential energy were enough to tear and smash anything blocked in front of it, and the road up the mountain was covered and leveled.

At least from the perspective of Kitakawa Temple, the road Mamiya Eternale mentioned has been completely buried. Looking up, it is the gloomy and gloomy God-Shu Mountain.

This place is a spiritual realm for sacrifice and worship, and is the place where gods live in the village and all legends are spread.

Green mountains, strange rocks, and fog lingering waterfalls.

In terms of scenery alone, Shenzhu Mountain is indeed very beautiful, and the entire mountain exudes an inexplicable sense of tranquility.

But the strange thing happens to be here

The God of the Mountain is too quiet.

It was so quiet that no movement could be heard.

Standing here, Beichuan Temple could only hear the strange sound of the cold wind blowing through the mountain stream.

It quietly lies in front of Kitakawa Temple, making Kitakawa Temple feel indescribable discomfort all over.

Kitakawa Temple squatted down again. He stared at the bones in the soil for a long time and suddenly spoke out: "Eternal, is there any collective ritual in the village of God? It is the kind of ceremony that all villagers must attend."

"Hey? I can't remember this at all, just such a vague concept," Mamiya Yongshi said embarrassedly.

"Is that true?" Kitagawa Temple's heart moved.

Why did the villagers of the God-Sarah mobilize the whole village to the side of the road up the mountain?

The only conclusion that Kitakawaji came to was the ceremony.

His inference is not groundless.

The experience of Hirasaka Hideki and Watanabe Chitose in front of them, and the little records that Watanabe Chitose told him afterwards are enough to explain everything.

Someone is guiding the villagers, and there is a priest who is guiding the villagers to go up the mountain what exactly do they want to do?

There is no way to know these Kitagawa Temples.

"Look at this, can you think of anything?"

Kitakawaji took out his notebook from his backpack and turned to one of the pages.

"Okay." Mamiya Yongshi floated from behind when he heard this, and his delicate eyes swept across the notebook.

The things recorded in the Beichuan Temple notebook are very concise, and the clean layout makes her read without any difficulty.

That is the afterimage record where Kitagawaji obtained from Hirasaka Hideki.

‘The ceremony is going to be held again.’

‘Every time I perform a ceremony, it makes me feel uneasy.’

‘But not like this, I am a priest. I am a priest who is stationed in the shrine.’

‘My grandma Via told me that the fire will guide us to Quanyuan’

‘Ah, that mountain, that deep mountain, is going to blend with me.’

"The fire will guide us to the fountain abyss." Magong Yongshi recited this sentence, his slender eyebrows frowned and finally sootheed. She said in uncertain terms: "This should refer to a ritual in the shape of a mountain. I remembered it."

"Whenever the soul-guiding flower blooms, the door of the spring abyss will open. Where will the water of purifying the body be leaked? Drinking the water of purifying the body can also eliminate disasters and pray for peace. The ritual of the mountain-shaped ritual requires holding the fire in your hand, and the fire in your hand reflects the road ahead to eliminate evil spirits."

"The road ahead of the fire is reflected?"

Stay in the fire

This is another new concept.

Seeing Kitagawaji's eyes revealing doubts, Mamiya Nagashi explained based on his bumpy memories: "The so-called fire-stabilizing is the fire that is dedicated to the shrine. After a year of worship, the fire-stabilizing has the function of eliminating evil spirits."

"Is the fire stationary is a dark blue flame?"

"I can't remember the colors very clearly." Mamiya Yongsheng looked a little painful.

Seeing this, Kitakawaji did not force her to continue thinking.

Judging from the current clues, the villagers of the Divine Sect are likely to be buried by mudslides when they perform the 'mountain shape' ceremony.

This is also the main reason why the villagers in the divine village were destroyed overnight.

"No matter what, there is no way to get up here." Kitagawaji stood up from the spot and raised his head.

A mountain wind blows violently from behind.

It's like a human hand.

Push him into the mountains

Since the road cannot be reached, Kitagawa Temple naturally embarked on the road where the legendary ghosts of Fujin appeared.

This is a mountain path, and if you are not careful, you will be ignored.

This path is not too rugged. It seems that someone has come here to renovate it. The small bluestone slabs are stacked like a ladder.

"You can see the Quanyuan from here. This path can finally reach the Quanyuan at the foot of Shenzhu Mountain. The height there should not be cut off by mudslides and can go straight up."

"Yeah." Kitagawaji nodded, focusing on his feet, and did not go too far to answer Mamiya Eternal's questions.

He walked up step by step.

But for some reason, there was a hint of blood inexplicably wherever he saw.

Gradually, a series of ancient nursery rhymes sounded in the ears of Kitakawa Temple.

Kitakawaji couldn't help but raise his head.

There was an indescribable and magnificent scenery in my eyes.

They were a few children, wearing red, green, light yellow clothes and stepping on inexplicable beats.

What’s creepy is that none of these kids have a head!

The exposed jaws, empty heads, and long sleeves, they danced strange one-legged dances.

The crisp child sounded like a curse, the sound was flat

They sang and recited one by one.

‘Cage eyes, cage eyes. cage, cage.’

‘Birds in the cage.’

‘When and when will it come out?’

‘At dawn night, the crane and the turtle slipped’

The sound is ethereal and deep, from far to near

‘Who is right behind?’

After hearing this nursery rhyme, Kitakawaji subconsciously looked back.

It turned out that the sound was approaching, but the child who lacked a head had already held hands at some point and circled around the Kitakawa Temple.

Time is dusk, and there are small bodies that are constantly growing and beating around them.

The weird one-legged dance steps were still dancing, as if they would never stop. From the bodies of those children who lacked heads, Kitakawaji could inexplicably feel the resentful gaze.

"Brother Si!"

Nishikotsu's pitiful voice suddenly exploded in his ears!

Kitagawa Temple suddenly came back to its senses, and turned it out with a turn to cut all the children's bodies in half!

The scene of dusk disappears, and the elongated shadows disappear.

When Kitakawaji looked up again, he found that he had arrived at the edge of the cliff without realizing it, and would fall down in just one step.

This strange and strange scene changed slightly by Kitagawa Temple's face.
Chapter completed!