Gentlemen, I like chaos

"What does it mean?"

Hearing what the old man said, Wu Tiaoxuezhi couldn't help but ask, "May I ask what happened here before?"

The old man glanced at her with cloudy eyes, but without reply, he turned his head and continued to work.

Gojo Satoru laughed heartily: "Grandpa, you are not scaring us, are you? I heard that there is a mountain god in Baishen Mountain. We came here to learn more and see your reaction. Could it be that something miraculous happened in the village? ?”

"There is something miraculous, don't you group of young people go in?"

"That depends on what's going on."

As he said, he pulled five snow branches and pushed her forward: "Actually, I didn't want to come here, but Xue Zhi kept talking about wanting to come and see, children, there are all kinds of wonderful things. It's normal to think, as a reliable adult, of course I want to satisfy her."

"Eh, eh?"

"Xuezhi, have you heard what the old man said? Don't think about the fact that the mountain god can help us find the murderer. Everyone is very sad about Miwako's death, but what we have to do now is to trust the police uncle. Our country's security system is not good enough. Very reliable."

"Wait, wait... Wutiao teacher?"

"Cough-cough--"

The stalemate atmosphere was suddenly broken, the old man coughed heavily, and the turbid phlegm made the two people present couldn't help frowning.

"Ahem... you said just now that you want to find the murderer... what kind of murderer?"

Wu Tiaoxuezhi was stunned for a moment: "It's like this, actually... well, my friend passed away suddenly some time ago, and after that I suddenly had a premonition that her death might be related to Baishen Mountain, so I just I want to make sure... I didn't expect that there is really a village here."

Hearing her words, the old man hesitated for a while: "What's your friend's full name?"

"Her name is Miwako Murata, she is a 17-year-old girl, at home..."

"boom--"

The iron hoe suddenly fell to the ground, kicking up a cloud of dust, and the old man frowned.

"You guys go quickly."

"what?"

"If the little girl's family is still alive, take the rest of the family and leave Tsugaru now... No, leave Japan, go as far as possible, maybe there is still salvation."

"What do you mean, is it really..."

"It's too late."

Gojo Satoru suddenly said: "The morning before yesterday, the bodies of the Murata family were found at the door of the house. All five members of the family died."

"..."

He took a step forward, and under the dim afterglow, Wujo Satoru's silhouette looked a bit aggressive: "You know why, don't you?"

……

***

It's a predictable story.

"The gods in the village have fallen, and the current Shanshen Village is a cemetery for raising Gu. I know you have other thoughts. If you really want to go in, you must not make a wish to the gods inside, otherwise you will die." Like the Murata family before, the whole family was implicated."

The old man's vague words still lingered in his ears. On the way, Wutiao Xuezhi couldn't help but said, "Teacher Wutiao, that old man obviously knows a lot of things. Why don't we grind him for a while?"

"You won't get anything out of asking him now." Gojo Satoru explained: "He hides a lot of secrets, although he looks normal, but for some reason, starting from where he is, the atmosphere of the whole village The field became more and more distorted."

"Twisted? You mean there's a curse here?"

"Perhaps." The corner of Wujo Wu's mouth slightly raised: "The strangest place is here. In this village, can you feel the existence of a trace of magic power?"

"Eh?"

Wu Tiaoxuezhi was stunned suddenly.

"...It seems so, because the air in Baishen Mountain is too clear, I didn't notice this problem."

"In this place, there is no magic power at all."

This is impossible.

Because where there are people, there is a curse.

—unless there is no one left.

***

Passing through the orderly countryside, passing by small houses, the two finally saw the brightly lit streets and bustling crowds.

There is actually a temple fair in the village.

The temple fair in Shanshen Village is primitive and grand, probably because it has been blessed by the mountain god for many years. Although the shrine in the village is small, it is extraordinarily beautifully constructed. fanaticism.

The two merged into the crowd, Gojo Satoru patted the student on the shoulder with a smile: "I heard that besides people, other things also like to go to temple fairs, so there are always people who disappear after being separated from their partners. What does Xuezhi think is the reason?"

As soon as the words fell, the bodies of his subordinates suddenly became stiff, and Gojo Gojo burst out laughing.

"Hahahaha, Xuezhi, since you are a conjurer, you should be more courageous."

"Teacher, you seem to have said something just now, I just heard nothing..."

"Then I'll tell you again."

"No no no I heard it, I heard it!"

"Ha ha ha ha……"

Accompanied by the unethical laughter of a bad teacher, the corners of Wu Tiao Xuezhi's mouth twitched again and again, and finally resisted the desire to beat him up (mainly because he couldn't), and only viciously beat the other party's wrist Hold it firmly to avoid getting lost.

The two walked forward with the crowd pushing and shoving. When they passed a certain goldfish stall on the street, Wutiao Xuezhi suddenly felt her clothes being pulled by someone. She lowered her head and found a man wearing a kimono and a fox mask standing beside her. villain.Seeing her turn around, the villain tugged at the corner of her clothes, as if he wanted to say something.

"you……"

Before he could think of how to respond, the villain in front of him suddenly disappeared.

"What's wrong?" Wujo Satoru stopped.

"Teacher, did you see a child who is about this tall and wearing a mask, holding a..." She made a gesture, and a shadow suddenly flashed in front of her eyes.

"It's him! Teacher, follow that guy!"

She grabbed the man's hand and ran forward in the direction of the flow of people. After running about dozens of steps, suddenly, a gust of cool air blew behind her, and the five snow branches stopped abruptly.

"...Well, Gojo-sensei, I seem to have done something wrong."

She spoke calmly, her pupils fixed on the reflection on the lantern not far away.

"I seem……"

She swallowed.

"Caught the wrong person."

The five snow branches turned their heads.

A huge puppet was standing behind her. The puppet held her hand, and the coldness spread from her fingertips to her whole body. When she saw the girl turn her head, the puppet opened its bright red mouth made of lacquerware and spoke vividly in Gojo Satoru's voice.

"Yes, you found out."

***

"Yeah, yeah, it's really troublesome. Didn't you agree to hold my hand tightly?"

Gojo Satoru recalled the moment when the girl suddenly broke free from his hand and ran towards the crowd talking to herself, and sighed helplessly.

"Forget it, who made me a responsible and good teacher."

He moved his knuckles, and swept aside the crowded villagers. The direction of his gaze changed with the turbid mist. The lively villagers lost their facial features and turned back to a stiff and dull look.

The noise subsided in an instant, and there were shrill screams from the crowd. Wujo Satoru's expression remained unchanged, and he made a simple gesture with his fingers interlaced.

"I just said, wouldn't it be nice to keep things simple?"

He pushed aside the angry puppets who swarmed up as a joke, and said provocative words in his mouth.

"This great god, can you come out and let me experience your majesty?"

……

"Eh, no response?"

Gojo Satoru waited for ten seconds, and when he found no one answered his words, he slumped his shoulders depressedly: "Isn't it true, the gods these days also watch people order food?"

Suddenly there was a strange pulling feeling beside him, he lowered his head, it turned out to be a unique-looking dwarf.

"Master Mountain God, please, go over there."

Gojo Satoru squatted down curiously: "The one who appeared was silent and without a trace of magic power. It must be you that Xuezhi was talking about just now."

……

Stepping into the gate of the shrine, following behind the dwarf, Gojo Satoru casually surveyed the surrounding scenery.

"Why are these carved shapes getting weirder than the other? Your gods seem to have a bit of bad taste."

"Master God never cares about secular things, we prepared them without authorization."

"You guys?" He thought for a while: "Should you call them elves or something else? I'm sorry, I haven't met a similar... sprite yet?"

He has seen all sorts of strange curse spirits, but he has never had any understanding of these mountain spirits exuding fresh air.

"You can just call me Muzi." The dwarf said, "Nowadays, the power of gods is on the decline. It's normal that you haven't seen us."

"Oh, there is another saying?"

"The curse will not only bring bad luck to human beings, but also have a backlash against us."

The two walked around the complex courtyard and came to the main room, facing a simple shoji door, Muzi stepped forward and opened the door.

"Master Shenming is here, please come in."

Gojo Satoru stepped over the gate, his footsteps paused, and he met the eyes of the god who had looked up in the room.

"Oh yeah."

He sighed: "I didn't expect that the legendary gods turned out to be like this."

Sitting upright in the elegant and simple room was a young god with a flat face and a stern expression. His mediocre and restrained facial features were very much like a guy he had seen before.

"What's your relationship with the old man at the entrance of the village?"

Gojo Satoru asked him with a smile.

"If I'm not mistaken, you...should be his son."

……

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Since the Warring States Period, Baishen Mountain has been blessed by the mountain god for generations. However, with the decline of the Shinto, the belief weakened, and the rampant curse eroded the body of the god. He knew that he would perish, so he gave the oracle to The most devout villager in the village - a man named Dayo Shun.

Ohno Jun has a son who was born with mental retardation and was often teased by others in the village. After receiving the blessing of the gods, his son Kenichiro suddenly enlightened from an ignorant state and possessed talents and talents beyond ordinary people.However, being bullied for many years made Kenichiro's mind distorted. He lied to his father and told him that he had been hand-picked by the mountain god and became the agent of the gods walking in the world. Villagers believe in themselves.Under the pious belief of the villagers and the unique environment of Baishen Mountain, which has been entangled for thousands of years, gradually, Kenichiro really possessed supernatural powers.

He became a false god.

It's just that false gods can't satisfy Kenichiro's ambitions. He has a new goal, which is to take out the lives of believers in an instant through the primitive way of sacrificing human animals, feed back on himself, and turn himself into a real god in the shortest possible time. the gods.

After beating the puppet hard, Wu Tiao Xue Zhi put together the stories he had pieced together from the roadside ghosts and brought them back to the village entrance to confront the old man.

Hearing her words, the old man finally couldn't hold back his stern expression, he burst into tears and admitted all this.

"It's all true, it's all true... It was Kenichiro who did the crime!"

Ono picked up the hoe and cut a red cloth bag out of the mud.

"This is Kenichiro's bag, I saw him put his own internal organs in it before, and he did a lot of... horrible things, I don't know what he wants to do, but he has always seen this bag more than anything else important."

"Can you please don't hurt him... Kenichiro is my only child, he... he used to be a good boy..."

"But now he isn't."

Wu Tiaoxuezhi took the cloth bag handed by the old man, raised his head, and gave the old man a sweet smile with an unusual expression.

"The current him is just an evil being blinded by the power of God, that's all."

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The author has something to say:

Finally finished the exam! !Resume update, this chapter has been written for a long time, I don’t know if I have explained the logic clearly, I hope it will not make everyone feel boring.

The next chapter has a big turning point, a scene I've been looking forward to for a long time.

The prototype of the little monster Muzi in this chapter is the goblin "Muzi" in Hyogo Prefecture, Japan. The information comes from the Internet: Muzi in Japanese monster legends is a kind of monster that lives in the mountains of Hyogo County. It looks like a child.

Muzi is about the size of a three or four-year-old child. He doesn't wear clothes, but is wrapped in leaves, hence the name "Muzi".But in fact, Muzi is like a shadow, which seems to exist and does not exist, and is erratic.

ps: Does my new cover look good, please praise it for looking good!

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