As long as there is love, even an urban legend can

Chapter 41 The Legend of Master Hachichi

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Takagi Naohito’s grandfather’s house is actually very remote, far away from Tokyo, in a remote village in Kagoshima, near the sea, where people mainly make a living from fishing and agriculture.

It belongs to the southernmost point of Japan.

But since the title of this book is not called "As long as there is love, you can live in Tokyo", you don't need to care about these details.

Japan, like other countries, has one distinct feature.

The farther away from the urban agglomeration, the better the environment. Japan does not have too high mountains, the highest is Mount Fuji.

When the train leaves the city, you can see the lush green all over the hills, which is pleasing to the eye.

"I didn't choose the plane right, the scenery is still as good as ever."

Takagi Naohito was lying on the seat. Since he was ten years old, he left Tokyo for the first time. Tokyo is very good. It is a big city, fast-paced, and there are many beautiful urban legends.

But sometimes he still wants to go back to his hometown to see his friends.

This unexpected vacation is an opportunity.

After watching the scenery for a while, he lay down on the seat and took a nap.

When he wakes up, he will probably reach his destination.

But at this moment, Takagi Shangren opened his eyes, and he remembered one thing.

"Speaking of which, my mother said not to talk to tall women, does that mean that what I experienced when I was a child is true?"

He is not a child anymore, he already has the ability to think independently.

There are many customs and legends in my hometown.

These legends are not like urban legends, which are rarely spread in big cities, and they are not as obscure as the Hundred Ghosts of the Night, anyway, they belong to legends that are more than superior than inferior.

So he looked it up, and there were two that were more in line with his memory.

One is a tall girl, a female ghost in the Night Travel Record of Hundred Ghosts, an ugly girl who could not be married during her lifetime, but after her death her resentment turns into resentment, which can start a fire.

Takagi Shangren looked at her in the picture album and she didn't look ugly no matter what. She was indeed tall, estimated to be more than three meters, and more than two meters were all legs.

Because it was too tall, it was passed by Takagi Shangren.

The other one is Mrs. Hachishaku. This urban legend is very close to the woman in Takagi Shangren's impression.

Bachi-sama is the female urban version of the popular "slender ghost" in the West. She wears a straw hat and a white dress. She is [-] meters tall and often appears with the sound of "bobobobo".

The first half was correct, but the second half didn't match Takagi Naohito's memory, so he wasn't sure.

Moreover, Hachichi-sama is also an unsolvable urban legend. Those who are targeted by her will die within a few days, and Takagi Shangren is not dead.

"Go home and have a look, maybe you can see her again."

Takagi Shangren was very young at that time and didn't know much about the relationship between people. Thinking about it now, he was really silly and cute at that time.

The train was rattling, like a lullaby, bringing Takagi Naohito to sleep.

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"call."

By the time Takagi Shangren got off the train, it was already dark. He pulled his suitcase and walked out of the station. According to his mobile phone navigation and his own memory, he was only one train and one bus away from his grandfather's house.

"You should still be able to buy tickets, yes"

Takagi Shangren immediately went to buy a transit ticket, luckily, he caught the last train.

It's really the last train, not some supernatural train.

The journey of this train was not far, only half an hour's drive, until Takagi Shangren got off at a small station, and he had already arrived at the county where his grandfather was.

The surrounding area of ​​the station was very quiet, except for the chirping of crickets. Takagi Shangren walked out of the station, and there was no bus outside.

"Oh, I knew it. I can't catch the bus. I'd better take the plane when I go back."

There is nothing unexpected about Takagi Naohito, it is normal that there is no bus at this time, just find a hotel to stay for one night.

But at this moment, a white car stopped beside him.

"Takagi?"

When the car window was rolled down, a boy looked at Takagi Shangren in surprise and surprise and said, "Is it really you?"

"You are"

Takagi Shangren looked at that face and thought for a while.

Flat head, dark complexion, tall.

He remembered.

"Brother Kotaro!"

"Yes, it's me, I haven't seen you for several years, you still remember me!" Kotaro said with a smile: "Why, are you willing to go back to your hometown?"

"Well, I have some free time, so I'll come back and have a look."

Gao Mu Shangren was also overjoyed.

Kotaro is a fellow villager who is a few years older than him. He is a child, and he took good care of Takagi Naohito when he was young.

"Brother, can you take me home? There are no buses."

"What stupid things are you talking about? Our relationship is still so polite. Get in the car!"

"Thank you bro."

Gao Mu Shangren hurriedly put the suitcase into the trunk, and then sat in the co-pilot's seat. The white car started and drove towards the village.

Japan's infrastructure is not bad either. The roads to the countryside are all well-repaired concrete roads, and there are no bumps.

On the coastal road, Kotaro also took the initiative to ask Takagi Shangren about some household matters.

"Takagi, which university did you get into?"

"I'm in high school now, but I plan to apply for the University of Tokyo."

"OK."

Kotaro kept smiling all the time, and he asked again: "By the way, why haven't you come back to see it for so many years?"

"My parents and my grandfather disagreed."

"Why?" Kotaro was puzzled. "Did something happen?"

"It seems to be related to what happened when I was a child, brother, do you know any legends about tall women in my hometown?"

"I'm not very familiar with this." Kotaro clicked his lips and said, "These are all legends passed down by the old people, um."

"And a white dress and a straw hat."

brake--

The emergency braking sound of the brake pads sounded, and under the action of inertia, Takagi Naohito almost hit his head on the front windshield.

Luckily he was wearing a seatbelt.

"You said white dresses, straw hats and tall women?"

"Yes."

Kotaro's expression was very bitter, as if there was something unspeakable, and then he asked: "Takagi, you are eighteen this year."

"Well, my birthday just passed two days ago."

"Huh, that's fine."

Kotaro breathed a sigh of relief, then restarted the engine, as if he had been frightened.

"Takagi, although I don't know much about the customs at home, but the one you mentioned does have this legend, and the woman in the legend is called Hachisha-sama."

Really Hachisha-sama?

"I seem to have seen her when I was a child." Gao Mu Shangren said truthfully.

"Then you shouldn't come back, even if you're an adult."

Kotaro sighed: "Forget it, since you're back, it's not easy to send you back to Tokyo. I'll send you to your grandfather's house first."

While speaking, Kotaro kept looking out the window, for fear of the sound of 'bobobo'.

This legend was used by his parents to scare him not to let him go out at night when he was a child, and it has already had a psychological shadow.

(End of this chapter)