Be Low-key in a Supernatural World

"Well, I don't know either." Furutegawa Shinmi said softly, "It's not important anymore, it's not too late to know now."

Chapter 54 Listening to the ghost telling the horror story on the other side of the mountain (4000)

At dusk and sunset, at the foot of the strangely rocky Miaoyi Mountain, a beautiful girl put her hands on her cheeks and stared at the sky in a daze.

Furutegawa Shinmi understands her very well. No matter which sister suddenly knows that her brother has experienced deep guilt and pain for three years, he has become withdrawn, "willful" and unreasonable... the mood is not much better .

What to say?

The moon is cloudy and sunny, and people have misfortunes and blessings; the world is unpredictable, and everything has to be looked forward.

He said softly: "It's foggy, and it will probably rain tonight."

"Hmm." The girl replied nasally.

"The local baked buns and noodles are delicious. If we can't see the Great Master Yiyuan, let's go and have a big meal."

"Ah."

"...It's getting dark, let's make some preparations too?"

"Ah."

"..."

Hu Tao came back to his senses, looked at the small Buddhist altar that was set up over there, and said again: "The offerings have been placed, and the next thing is to see if Master Yiyuan is willing to see us."

Gu Techuan looked at her: "Why don't you get up first? I'll bake two steamed buns for you."

"Not too hungry, just stay like this."

"but……"

"?"

He looked at Walnut, who was lying on his lap and refused to get up, and sighed a little: "Isn't it uncomfortable? Sitting like this."

Hu Tao frowned, moved her slender waist, and touched down with one hand: "It's really frightening, what's in your pocket?"

The young man held down her hand and said calmly, "It's just the hilt of the sword."

"...you always carry the hilt with you?"

"Well, it is necessary."

Hu Tao looked down, her eyebrows lowered a lot: "Take it out and let me see it, carry it every day, how precious is it?"

"No!" Furutekawa Kamimi pressed her other hand, with a serious expression: "You can't reveal it easily, or you will kill someone."

Hu Tao was stunned, and her little face became more serious, but when she looked at it, her shoulders shook, she buried her head in his chest, and laughed loudly: "What kind of sword hilt, isn't it Ou (beep) Is it? Even children know about it! But it’s so funny that you are talking nonsense in a serious manner, haha... no, my stomach hurts from laughing!"

Seeing an old face, Furutekawa immediately blushed, the soles of his shoes buckled, and his body and mind were immersed in the experience of extreme shame.

He became angry from embarrassment: "You already knew?"

"No, I just figured it out, but it's so, so funny..."

Walnut arched on his shoulder, laughing weakly.

Furutegawa Kamimi took a deep breath, clasped her hands tightly, lifted her up, and left the seat with a whoosh.

Hu Tao said "Hey Yo", and sat down on the stool.

Gu Techuan sat back in the car by himself, sulking himself.

The little girl stood up and rubbed her buttocks, then ran to the car lightly with her hands behind her back, got in too, and sat obediently beside her: "I apologize."

After finishing speaking, she suddenly turned to one side, sat on his lap again, wrapped her arms around her neck, closed her eyes, and handed over her pink and pouty lips.

But at this moment, an old cough sounded outside.

The sky darkened unconsciously.

But the surrounding white mist is very thick, and the shadow of a small temple is looming.

Furutegawa Kamimi glanced at it, and stretched out his hand to close the car door.

A few minutes later, the two people with normal faces got out of the car one after the other. They looked around the white mist and walked towards the ruined temple in front.

There are nearly a hundred candles burning in the temple, like a pagoda, spread layer by layer, all of which are enshrined around a Buddha statue. A small square tea table is placed under the Buddha statue. The kind-hearted old monk with heavy bags under his eyes is making tea. The color of the tea in the white-glazed tea bowl looks very healthy.

Behind the old monk, a cat with two long tails was pressing its two front paws, lazily stretching its waist.

The two looked and looked, and Bai Chuan Hutao tugged at his sleeve: "Speak!"

Kamito Kamito nodded, and said to the old monk, "Excuse me, are you the Great Master Yoshimoto?"

The old monk pushed the tea bowl to the table, clasped his hands together: "It's the old monk's name during his lifetime."

Gushou Chuan Shenjian also pinched the Ziwu Jue, made a clasping ceremony, and said very politely: "Then please come with us? Don't worry, we are all professionals, and generally we don't use violence."

The old monk was stunned for a moment: "Huh?"

Hu Tao was also stunned, and hurriedly said: "Don't say such terrible things! The employer didn't let us tie him back!"

"Then is this mission completed?" Furutegawa Shinmi frowned and said, "After all, there is no proof, and people don't believe it!"

The employer didn't say what to do after seeing this ghost at all, and Hu Tao felt a little troubled, she thought for a while, looked at the solemn old monk, and said politely: "Master Yiyuan, a scholar hired us to look for you, But it didn't say what to do with you... Do you have any clues?"

Great Master Yiyuan frowned in thought, suddenly relaxed, stretched out his hand and said: "The old monk has understood... two distinguished guests, please sit down."

One of Furutegawa and Walnut sat down cross-legged, the other ran out and brought in a small bench, and sat beside him.

The old monk twitched his eyebrows, looked at the two, and said slowly: "Let's just listen to the old monk tell a story about the past."

Furutegawa Shinmi made a gesture of listening, and Kurumi took out a small notepad.

"This story is a little scary."

The voice of the old monk sank, the wind suddenly picked up outside the temple, the flames of hundreds of candles suddenly dimmed a lot, and even the fur of the two cats with tails blew up.

There were weeping and complaining voices in the white mist. The two looked back, but they didn't take it seriously, and continued to listen to the story.

"Before he died, the old monk once made a great wish: Even if his life is gone, he must turn into a ghost, to influence the evil spirits, and save the souls of the dead. After saving three thousand times, he will go to realize the perfect body!"

He looked at the two small audience and continued to talk: "So the old monk really turned into a ghost after his death, and all of this must be the will of the real Buddha; so the old monk in the ghost body set off to go to the evil In a place where spirits are rampant, I plan to open up the Buddhist gates to purify evil spirits..."

Speaking of this, he suddenly sighed: "Unexpectedly, more than half a year ago, a terrifying killer came from the mountain, and after just a few weeks, the evil spirits and resentful spirits all over the mountain and plain were dead. , fled, and finally, even the mountains were empty!"

"The old man felt that he couldn't afford to offend him, so he had no choice but to move, so he moved to the foot of Miaoyi Mountain and settled here again."

He looked around, his face was a little relieved, and he continued: "Three months ago, when the old monk was preaching to influence the evil spirits, a human who was being teased by the evil spirits broke in and asked the old monk for help; the monks are merciful The old monk had no choice but to let the evil spirit go away first, and leave him to spend the night in the temple. He claimed to be a professor of Buddhism at a university in Tokyo, and the scriptures he studied happened to be the words left by the old monk before his death. The old monk chatted with him. All night, we talked about the scriptures, the history of Buddhism, and the great wishes made by the old monk."

The old monk had memories in his eyes: "It was a really enjoyable night. The old monk never thought that someone could have such a deep understanding and research on the words left by the old monk... Before parting, the old monk thought twice, I still revealed my true identity to him, and thanked him, so that the old monk's writing has a new brilliance."

"He was shocked, but also terrified." The old monk smiled kindly, and sighed a little: "Now that I think about it, he should be very scared, right? Otherwise, it has been so long, and he still hasn't come here again. A lot of bounty hunters came over, but the old monk thought, he probably didn't want to get rid of the old monk."

Hearing this, Bai Chuan Hutao said thoughtfully: "So the customer actually wants us to help you cure evil spirits? Or is there anything you need help with?"

On the side, Kamito Kawasaki hummed: "That should be the case... Do you need help?"

The old monk clasped his hands together and recited the Buddha's name: "The old monk really has a more urgent matter right now. The Miaoyi God lives in Miaoyi Mountain. Although He promised the old monk that I would settle down here, he did not allow me to save evil spirits. So, old monk, I would like to invite two distinguished guests to Nagano to inquire about someone for the old monk. If that person has left Nagano, the old monk would like to move back to Nagano."

Furutekawa was stunned for a moment: "Eh? Back to Nagano?"

Bai Chuan Hutao on the other side was also a little dumbfounded for a moment, she turned her head strangely, and looked at him, both of them could see the surprise in each other's eyes.

They made eye contact.

Hu Tao: "That killing star, it can't be..."

Kotegawa Kamami was not calm anymore: "Should, shouldn't it be?"

The old monk looked at them and said: "You two distinguished guests...can you do me this favor?"

Seeing that Furutegawa came back to his senses, he asked tentatively, "What's the name of the person you want to inquire about?"

"I'm ashamed, the old monk doesn't know his name, but that person will definitely not be an unknown person." The old monk folded his hands and lowered his head slightly: "The old monk knows that the person's surname is Nagano, and he lives in the Ina City area."

"..."

Kurumi silently turned her head, silently staring at Furutegawa Kamimi.

Furutekawa scratched his head, okay, so it's really him?

The gaze next to him pierced his face a little, he coughed, and said to the old monk: "If you want to move, you can move back, that person has already gone to Tokyo."

"Go to Tokyo?" Great Master Yiyuan said in shock: "This honored guest, do you know that person?"

"He and I are fellow villagers... His name is Furutegawa Kamimi, right?"

Master Yiyuan's eyes widened quite a bit, he stood up, and said happily: "He is indeed called by that name, so the distinguished guest really knows him!"

His somewhat illusory body turned around in front of the two of them a few times, then turned around and took out a piece of paper from the altar, and handed it over: "Today is really a lucky day, you two are really honored guests of the old monk, please send me a piece of paper." Take this letter back..."

Kotegawa Shinmi took the letter, and the surrounding scene turned into white mist, and disappeared in place together with the old monk.

Kotekawa Kamimi looked at the letter in his hand, sniffed it with his nose, and nodded slightly.

The old monk did not lie.

Bai Chuan Hutao next to him wanted to speak, but he shook his head, and before getting up to leave, he glanced at a small stone hole in the wall, which was the old monk's home.

He and Hu Tao got in the car and left here. After walking a long distance, she spoke with deep doubts: "What's so scary about the story just now?"

Furutegawa Shinken thought for a while, and said unsurely, "Maybe it's more terrifying to him?"

The girl was speechless for a moment.

That's right...

She picked up the letterhead and wrote a line of words on it. She looked around and handed it to Furutegawa Kamimi, wondering: "They are all Chinese characters, what are they written on?"

Furute Chuan glanced at him and said, "Don't do any evil, and do all good."

"Hmm..." Bai Chuan Hutao nodded thoughtfully, tilted his head slightly, and asked in confusion, "So what do you mean?"

He choked and explained again in her native language.

"So that's what it means!" She suddenly realized, flipped through the letterhead, and muttered to herself, "700 million is here? We'll split the bill, okay?"

"It's really a coincidence this time, that Great Master Yiyuan has a good temper."

"Let's go! Do you want to eat noodles?"