The Handmade Blogger's Guide to Salvation

"The Mirage Ceremony is the biggest festival here, and it has existed since ancient times... Do you remember wrongly?"

After all, in this world, everything named after "phantom" is a mirage other than a mirage.

This is a rare natural phenomenon that has existed since ancient times.

The earliest record about "phantom" is in the murals of the primitive era. Primitives discovered that if there were tigers or bears behind them when hunting, a dazzling vortex of fire would appear, and a long howl resounding through the sky would come to carry out the hunting. early warning.

"Later, Mirage was listed as one of the 800 million gods. They liked to follow horse-drawn carts and bullock-drawn carts. Once danger occurred, they would make a loud scream. It is said that when the scouts found the enemy in the Warring States Period, the horn sounded as an early warning. Made from the shriek of a mirage."

This passage was popularized by my wife Zenitsu... No, it should only be popularized by Hira Inosuke, Hiroshin Shima and Taoyuan Nanao sisters. Kamado Tanjiro and Enzhu not only knew it, but occasionally added a few words .

In history, many literati left countless poems and articles about mirages, but in modern times, the records about mirages have not only not decreased, but have increased a lot.

"Since the introduction of trains, the frequency of mirages has greatly increased, and people often see mirages... This fireball drags a long tail and flies after the train."

My wife Shanyi paused, as if she was thinking about how to make an analogy, "The frequency of occurrence...is about the same as the frequency of rainbows."

That can be regarded as a relatively common sight.

But here comes the problem.

"I've never heard of such a thing as a mirage before."

Yu Shenshejian had a serious expression on his face, and as he spoke, he stretched out his index finger, "Not once."

This is very strange.

Yu Shenshema once stayed in this world for a very long time, and it is impossible not to have heard of the so-called "phantom".

But just not.

"You have been to Purgatory Mansion before, have you seen this sign?" Purgatory Kyojuro untied the haori at the neckline, and showed Hiroshin Shibuma the pattern of the long swirl of flames behind the haori.

"The mirage is the family emblem of the Purgatory family. It has been passed down for thousands of years and has never changed—" Purgatory Xingshoulang swallowed the rest of the words, because he found that Yu Shenshejian's expression was not right.

It seemed to be a little dignified, and fell into deep thought.

When he visited the Purgatory family more than ten years ago, Yu Shenshejian didn't deliberately remember their family emblem, but he can guarantee that——

Absolutely not this.

It seems to be just a straight lace of flame patterns, which only represents the breath of flames, nothing more.

Things get interesting.

"I think... I probably encountered the legendary 'Mandela Effect'."

The Mandela Effect means that the public's collective memory of history does not match the historical facts. For example, the famous statue of "The Thinker" has always held his forehead with a fist in people's memory, but in fact it is holding his chin with his hand Actions.

The record about "phantom" has never appeared in Yu Shenshejian's memory, but in this world, it has been a common phenomenon since ancient times.

Matou Sakura blinked, then pulled the corner of Yushin Shema's clothes, and asked in a low voice, "Have we come to a parallel world?"

Yu Shenshe shook his head and lowered his voice at the same time, "It's not a parallel world."

When he left that year, the half-forged Yushen Knife was still in the maternity house. It was exactly the same as when he left, and the handmade products he made back then were exactly the same.

"...It's all irrelevant things." There are very few things that Dr. Abundantia can't see through, but this doesn't mean that there are no things that Dr. Abundantia can't see through.

In this regard, Yu Shenshejian recorded this matter in a small notebook in his mind, and must find out if he has time after preparation.

"It would be better if I found out that ghosts never existed when I came here."

After Yu Shenshejian finished speaking, the others all laughed. Compared with an extra insignificant celestial phenomenon, the matter of "making ghosts disappear" is nothing better than the Mandela effect.

Who said no?

When the topic came to this point, the atmosphere became more relaxed, but because the topic of discussion was "mysterious celestial phenomena" and "spiritual phenomena", the atmosphere changed...something was wrong.

That's right, after my wife Shanyi realized it, the table had already started telling ghost stories.

Zamon Tanjirou has many children in his family, he knows many stories, and he also knows a lot of strange tales. Purgatory Kyojuro doesn't seem like a person who likes horror stories, but Yanzhu is bold and is not affected at all.

The most frightening thing is this Mr. Yushen, one horror story after another, and look at the expression to read the description... It's like describing the real thing, it's so bluffing.

Even Zuihei Inosuke can talk about a few mountain monsters.

In fact, my wife Shanyi was right about one thing, that is... what Yu Shenshejian said was actually a true story.

As a senior collaborator of the SCP Foundation, Yu Shenshejian just casually said a few non-secret SCP items in ambiguity, which is enough to scare people.

such as--

"086 is called "Stairwell". It is a never-ending downward staircase. As you go down the stairs, you will hear women's sobs, miserable screams, approaching footsteps—and pale And the weird floating human face."

"303 named "The Man Behind the Door" is a blood-red skinned humanoid monster with no facial features on his face, only a giant mouth. He likes to hide behind doors, bringing intense and paralyzing fear to people."

"1151 is a black pen. Use it to draw a smiling face on your hand. After a few days, your brain will think that your hand is your real head, and the smiling face drawn on your hand is your real face. You You'll end up holding your hand up as a head, and trying to destroy your real head..."

As my wife Shanyi listened, she felt cold sweat and the desire to urinate constantly pouring up.

What the hell is this all about? !How scary?

Zuihei Inosuke and Kamado Tanjiro turned pale, and even the most courageous Yanzhu couldn't laugh.

Because they were too immersed in the horror story, they didn't notice, or didn't care, that all the passengers except them were asleep.

The entire carriage was silent, and all the passengers swayed in unison with the bumps of the train, as if they were lifeless puppets.

In the driver's cab, Nightmare, one of the bottom strings, crossed his arms and came out of the room. Looking at the still energetic Purgatory Kyojuro and his group in the distance, he frowned somewhat dissatisfied.

Strange...how come they haven't slept yet?

Nightmare released some of his diluted blood just now. His blood ghost technique can force people to fall into a deep sleep, and the diluted blood is also a very powerful sleeping pill. It takes a strong will to resist.

Could it be... this Yan Zhu has already discovered himself?

Nightmare had to start thinking about the bad.

No, it seems that in order to prevent things from changing... He is going to start early.

On the other side, the tense horror story meeting was still going on, Kamado Tanjiro and the others seemed to feel a little sleepy, but at this moment, they felt that they couldn't fall asleep at all.

Who can sleep!

"Mr. Yushin, you know so many strange stories, so... which one is the scariest?" Zuihei Inosuke asked a question that seemed like it shouldn't be asked, which brought the atmosphere to a freezing point, and my wife Zenitsu gritted her teeth fiercely. Hei Inosuke blushed and glanced.

talkative!Isn't that scary enough?

Yu Shenshe thought for a moment, "People's understanding of horror varies from person to person. It is groundless to say 'the scariest', but if you talk about the most impressive thing, then it is the 'afterlife'."

Funeral?

"I once saw a man who returned from hell, and what he told was the world of death."

Yu Shenshema's voice passed through the rumbling train sound without any resistance, and clearly penetrated into the minds of all listeners. His voice was clean and indifferent, but what he said was extremely cruel language.

"He said that after death... one feels the body swell/swell in the hot sun and slowly rots, one feels the flies hatching and crawling on the body, one feels the disintegration of the cells, the decay of the blood, one feels the tissue of the body enter the beast in my stomach, feeling—”

"I... I'll excuse you first."

My wife Shanyi interrupted Yu Shenshejian. He stretched out his finger and pointed to the location of the bathroom. At this moment, he felt that his bladder was about to lose control. In layman's terms—he was about to pee out of fear up.

He had to calm down, or he might make a fool of himself in public.

The horror story of "afterlife" is different from others. After all, they may never encounter other strange stories in their lifetime, and "death" is the ultimate and eternal destination of everyone, and it is the primitive fear of human beings.

So it's... extraordinarily scary.

After my wife Shanyi finished speaking, she was just about to run away, but Matou Sakura, who had been quietly sitting by the side listening to the story, also stood up.

"I want to go too."

My wife Shanyi glanced at Matou Ying, gave her an extremely stiff smile, then turned her head and walked to the toilet with numb hands and feet.

Matou Sakura's looks are on par with Nezuko's, and both are the type that my wife Zenitsu likes. Normally, he would strike up a few conversations, but now——

Sorry, he has no such thoughts at all.

So much so that when he went to the toilet at the rear of the train, he forgot to be humble, and squeezed in front of Matou Ying into the only single toilet room in the train. Of course, when he went in, he deliberately looked behind the door of "303" male.

After he came out, he realized the girl standing at the door with a bag in her arms, and apologized nervously.

"Sorry, ladies should have been given priority."

Looking at my wife Shanyi's flustered apology, Matou Ying curled the corners of her mouth, "It's okay, I didn't come out to use the toilet."

So... what did she come out for?

Hearing Matou Sakura's words, my wife Zenitsu was taken aback for a moment, and then sighed empathetically.

She must have been frightened too, Matou Sakura is the youngest girl here, it is only natural for her to run to the bathroom in fright.

Thinking of this, my wife Shanyi forgot the horror just now, and began to organize her words to comfort the girl.

Unexpectedly, Matou Sakura's next move overturned all the speculations of my wife Zenitsu.

She opens the bag, and—

A goose poked its head out.

That's right, the goose that lost its neck!

"Wait a minute, the train... isn't it allowed to bring animals, why did you bring it?" My wife Shanyi was a little confused.

"Yeah... Actually, it's just that my father wants to study it. There are too many people in the car and it's too boring. I just want this goose to come out to get some air."

The goose that lost its neck looks like it has a head directly attached to its body. It looks extremely funny, but this goose seems to be a little nervous, and it keeps "quacking" at the rear window of the car.

outside the window?

My wife Shanyi turned her head, and her cheeks were instantly reddened by the fiery red light.

Not far away, a group of burning flames followed the train, flying fast, with a long tail dragging behind the flames, which looked exactly like the illustrations in the book.

Mirage!

The next moment, a huge roar resounded through the sky!