Chapter 113 .God in the village
In front of Watanabe Chitose was an unfathomable mountain abyss, and she would fall into it with only one step.
Her legs softened, and she sat on the ground with one butt, and her cold-blue face was full of surviving expressions.
There seemed to be something soft under her hands.
Watanabe Chitose subconsciously picked up the soft thing in his hand and took advantage of the moonlight to see clearly.
It was a small puppet with messy patches on his body and a red line on his mouth.
Against the cold moonlight, the puppet’s eyes seemed to be staring at her, but this did not make Watanabe Chitose feel the slightest weirdness, but made her feel kind from the heart.
She had a faint feeling that this puppet should have saved herself.
At this time, a calm voice came from behind Watanabe Chitose:
“I said, she is a talisman.”
Watanabe Chitose turned around in astonishment when he heard the words, and just saw the young man walking out of the small forest behind him:
“Brother Beichuan?” Watanabe Chitose was a little surprised.
Beichuan Temple nodded and walked up from behind.
He first took Poor out of Watanabe Chitose’s hands, and then glanced at the mountains in front of him.
Falling from here is definitely not a possibility of life, and fortunately Watanabe Chitose’s fate, when Kitagawa Temple found her, she just saw her leaning here.
But the distance was a bit too far, and in desperation, Beichuan Temple could only throw the pitiful Nishikujo over.
Fortunately, the poor Nishikujo played a role, and this prevented Watanabe Chitose from continuing to move forward.
only
Beichuan Temple saw it.
In the moonlight, under this mountain stream, there seems to be a hideous outline of the building complex.
It was a cluster of wooden houses, and at a glance, it should have been a village with a population of three to four hundred.
God resides in the village?
I didn’t expect to hide in such a place!
Beichuan Temple’s heart jumped.
If he hadn’t come to look for Watanabe Chitose and walked along the river bank, it is estimated that he would still not be able to find the location of God in the village.
But now is not the time to enter the village of God.
Kitagawa Temple raised Watanabe Chitose and asked, “Can you still walk around?”
Watanabe Chitose blushed, but the shock just now and the awakening from a half-dream and half-awake state made her completely unable to raise her energy. She was lying all over her body: “Both Kita and Kitagawa can’t do it, I can’t stand up.”
“I’ll carry you.” Kitagawa Temple directly stretched out his hand to lift Watanabe Chitose from the ground, and without hesitation, he separated the bushes and walked down.
Beichuan Temple’s movements are small and very smooth.
Moreover, his calm expression seemed to have a certain stabilizing effect, and Watanabe Chitose’s original flustered mood could not help but calm down a lot under his expression.
“Miss Chitose, do you remember how you came here alone? To be honest, it’s almost 1 kilometer from the campsite, and you don’t have the habit of sleepwalking.”
“Hey?” Watanabe Chitose didn’t even know that she had walked so far in that half-dream and half-awake state. She faltered and said, “I, I don’t know what’s going on. I just remember that I saw it. Crowds of people leading the flow of people held blue torches.”
“The blue torch?”
“It seems to be a dream. I don’t know how to describe the flame, which attracts me. When I react again, I am already wrapped in the turbulent flow of people.”
Beichuan Temple paused and continued to ask: “Can you tell me the details?”
Perhaps Watanabe Chitose is similar to Hideki Hirasaka. Both of them are attracted by the faint blue flame “Standing Fire”, but Kitagawa Temple wants to know where and how it is attracted.
“In detail, I only remember that everyone’s faces were very solemn, with their heads down, no one spoke, and everyone was walking silently.” Watanabe Chitose recalled the dream just now and continued:
“After walking for a while, I saw a dilapidated shrine torii. It seemed that as long as I stepped into it, I would never be able to return. On the approach road next to the shrine’s torii, the shrine’s torii was connected into a piece of old shinning lights The shrine is then Beichuan brother. You are here. By the way, Beichuan brother also brought the amulet lady.”
Poor Nishikujo happily scratched the face of Kitagawa Temple after hearing these words. Fortunately, Watanabe Chitose did not notice her.
“I understand.” Beichuan Temple didn’t care about the poor little movements, he nodded.
People’s strong longing will leave the afterimage of a long time ago, and Hideki Hirasaka and Chitose Watanabe are attracted by this phenomenon, and they are finally hidden by the gods.
As for why others are not attracted, Kitagawa Temple can’t say why, and can only temporarily classify Hideki Hirasaka and Chitose Watanabe as people with strong inspirations as an explanation.
But what is the custom for the priest holding the blue flame at night, and everyone quietly flocks to the mountain? Or what kind of ceremony?
When Kitagawa Temple returned to the camp with Watanabe Chitose on his back, the sky had gradually broken.
As soon as Ma Watanabe, who had been desperate, saw Kitagawa Temple that had separated the bushes, he ran over and hugged Chitose Watanabe who had come down from Kitagawa Temple.
“Chitose!”
Holding Watanabe Chitose firmly, this bold-looking man softened all over and almost cried out in public.
“father”
With tears in the corner of Watanabe Chitose’s eyes, he hugged Watanabe Asaichi’s neck tightly.
It is said that the daughter is the lover of the father in his previous life.
As a father, there are those who don’t feel sorry for their daughter.
The tourists in the camp were relieved to see this scene.
Perhaps some people are puzzled about this. After all, in modern society, people don’t interact with each other all the time, and there are things that don’t matter to them.
But this is the fact. People who go out camping have something to help and support, which in itself is a valuable camping spirit. It is also normal in the eyes of camping enthusiasts.
The sky is getting brighter in the bonfire
Kitagawa Temple declined Watanabe’s reward for himself.
After all, he has more important things to do than that.
He returned to the edge of the cliff alone in the morning light.
From here, you can roughly see the whole scene of the entire Shenzhan Village.
The Shenzhu River winds up from the bottom, and you can vaguely see the ridges that divert water on both sides.
The whole village maintains a relatively complete appearance, with no signs of being invaded by mudslides.
This is very strange.
Beichuan Temple took a sip of water.
The next thing he had to do was to check the specific situation around the village of God.
Re-stuffing the kettle into the backpack, Beichuan Temple picked up a wooden stick everywhere and fumbled along the edge of the cliff.
Since there are traces of life, there will naturally be a way to the village of God.
But the road under my feet was covered by weeds. If I stepped on it, I might just fall directly down the cliff. The stick was cut to test whether the road in front of me was tamped.
In this way, Beichuan Temple fumbled towards the Shenzhu Village little by little.