Is the shrine rejecting Mamiya Eternal?

Kitagawaji with Mamiya Eye, who was trembling with violently, pulled out of the Kanmusen and asked, "What does the shrine mean to reject you?"

As soon as she left Shenmusen, Magong Yongshi's face improved a lot, and she said in great weakness:

"It's literal meaning. I don't know why, the closer I get to the God's position in the Shrine, my spirit will not be able to continue to maintain. If I go up, my spirit may collapse."

Kitagawa Temple glanced at Nishikotsu.

Nishikotsu nodded poorly at him.

Mamiya Yongsheng did not lie.

But Kitagawa Temple can also see from Mamiya Eye's reaction that the gods are stationed in the Shrine are not far away.

Either it is in the divine wood forest or through the divine wood forest.

It feels like a little bit naughty just to go back like this.

Thinking of this, Kitakawaji no longer hesitated and turned around and looked at Mamiya Eternal:

"Miss Yongshi, you can go back to Magong's house first."

""Ma Miyagi was silent forever.

But she nodded quickly: "I understand, Master Si. I wish you good luck in martial arts."

Mamiya Yongshi has been very intelligent since childhood. She knew that as a Shanling, she would definitely be irrational if she continued to stay in the crisis-ridden gods in the mountains. Forcibly following Kitakawa Temple would only drag him back and become a burden.

"Well. I'll just go up and take a look." Kitagawaji nodded, simply bid farewell to Mamiya forever, and explored the depths of Shenmusen again.

Standing at the entrance of Shenmusen's path again and feeling the increasingly strong cold wind, Beichuan Temple wrapped its clothes tightly and walked inward.

The forest path in Shenmusen should have been abandoned for a long time, but the sides of the road were unexpectedly clean, and no weeds grew. The neatly laid stone bricks were just covered with green moss, and they were still a little slippery when they stepped on them.

Kitagawa Temple continued to walk inward, and soon a faint resentment was found on the other side of the road.

"That's it?" Kitakawaji was very familiar with this resentment.

The things that were left by the resentful spirits that were missing during their lifetime or the objects that were left with residual images will leave this black resentment like mist.

Following this resentment, Beichuan Temple left the path and came to the other side of Shenzhu Mountain.

From here, the first waterfall in Quanyuan is at your feet, and the thing wrapped in black resentment was also taken into the hands of Kitakawaji.

It was a broken note.

This note seems to have been here for a long time, but because of the protection of resentment, the overall preservation is still intact.

Kitakawaji looked at the font above.

I saw it as it was written on it.

‘The spiritual realm, the gods stay in the mountain.’

‘The so-called spiritual realm, which is understood in literal terms, is to connect the resentful spirits with the land of the Yellow Springs. According to the ancient city chronicles of the Daolu City and the descendants of the survivors, I have visited this place several times.’

‘There were several times when I was an outsider who was discovered by the villagers of the God-Station and were almost injured by them with a thallium knife.’

‘It is said that as a spiritual realm, Shenzhushan is an excellent place for worshipping faith in the shrine. Similarly, as a spiritual realm, I don’t know how many people the gods hide, and these people cannot even find their bodies.’

‘A person who holds the idea of ​​dying will be hidden by ghosts and gods of disasters and will always be trapped in the hidden world once he steps into the mountains.’

‘Why did I keep investigating here? I was clearly threatened like that.’

‘I have forgotten the reason long ago.’

‘Is it because the folk culture of the God-station village deeply attracted me?’

‘Or just to satisfy my curiosity?’

‘No, I'm for her’

'But that mountain is getting closer. I can't stop coming'

The neat handwriting becomes blurred when it reaches the bottom.

"This is?"

Kitakawa Temple repeatedly looked through this page of incomplete diary to investigate, and his mind was slightly beating.

"Is this a record left by Mr. Kinoshita Yuki back then?"

The author's signature is basically signed in the lower right corner of Folk News.

The person who wrote the report on the divine village was Kikishita.

It seems that Mr. Kinoshita Yu was threatened by the Mamiya family back then. It is probably because the report was written and someone came to him specifically?

"No wonder the report on the God's village was over."

There are deep reasons for this.

But since part of the diary investigation is left here, it means that there may be other things around.

The cold and dead air in Kitakawaji's eyes was churning.

With the help of death, the entire vision seemed to have changed color.

In this state, Kitagawa Temple clearly saw another black resentment.

Beichuan Temple followed that ray of resentment and came to the depths of the dense forest.

Neatly lay on the grass before him a piece of paper protected by resentment.

Kitakawaji picked it up.

Familiar neat handwriting comes into view.

"It's indeed the second diary investigation!" A glimmer flashed in Kitagawaji's black eyes. He hurriedly spread it out and looked over:

‘The spiritual realm, the gods stay in the mountain (2).’

‘The Shenzhu Mountain is a place that connects the Yellow Springs, I have confirmed it.’

‘It has been three days since I arrived at Mount Shenzhu. The food I stored is almost finished. The people in the shrine seem to have discovered me.’

‘Maybe I will be discovered tomorrow, right? But those things don’t matter.’

‘I saw my deceased wife here, and that’s enough.’

‘Hezi I have something I want to tell you no matter what, I have given everything for it, but I have no regrets.’

‘The mountains are calling me, but I can’t hear it anymore.’

'Because I have rotten and rotten and rotten and rotten and rotten and rotten and rotten and rotten and rotten and rotten and rotten and rotten and rotten and rotten and rotten and rotten and rotten and rotten and rotten and rotten and rotten and rotten and rotten and rotten and rotten and rotten and rotten and rotten and rotten and rotten and rotten and rotten and rotten and rotten and rotten and rotten and rotten and rotten and rotten and rotten and rotten and rotten and rotten and rotten and rotten and rotten and rotten and rotten and rotten and rotten and rotten and rotten and rotten and rotten and rotten and rotten and rotten and rotten and rotten and rotten and rotten and rotten and rotten and rotten and rotten and rotten and rotten and rotten and rotten and rotten and rotten and rotten and rotten and rotten and rotten and rotten and rotten and rotten and rotten and rotten and rotten and rotten and rotten

The last few lines of words were written in a mess like a curse, and the crazy handwriting was no longer clear before.

Kitakawaji was watching with concentration, but suddenly took two steps back, and his body's death aura emerged. His waist exerted force and suddenly rushed toward his back!

Bang!!!

There was a terrifying sound, and Kitakawaji looked back.

A man with a rotten body and his eyes hanging on his socket was staring at Kitagawa Temple with his unique "eye".

His chest was sunken by the iron mountain bend in Kitagawa Temple, but even so, he still stood with resentment.

"Kijitaya."

Kitagawa Temple has no expression.

The other party's cunning appearance and terrifying look did not have any effect on him.

He just looked at the miserable end of Kishita and shook his head.

After all, this person was the one who provided him with the first clues to the divine residence in the village.

If possible, Kitagawaji wanted him to be relieved without pain.

Thinking of this, Kitakawaji took out a stern, with a serious expression but a blank expression:
Chapter completed!