It is strictly forbidden to pay for the ticket after getting on the bus

In order to avoid some critical situations, they took nearly [-] white candles in the shrine like looting, almost everyone's body and bags were full, until they couldn't take any more, they stopped and went back to the Fujiya Hotel .

It was late at this time. On the way back, the festival was approaching, and the shops around the ramp were closed later than usual. Most places were brightly lit, and people were preparing for tomorrow's Obon Festival costumes, fireworks, food, Spirit ship and so on.

When the four of Bai Jue passed by the ramp, it was no surprise that they received a lot of staring gifts, and there were even demons disguised as humans entangled, trying to drag them into a room lit with dark purple light, but in the end they failed. He was scared away by Bai Luochuan's attempt to light the candles.

Si Qi chuckled: "We are like this now, don't we look like we are wearing amulets all over our body and walking on the road, a few pieces of fat are walking on the road swaggeringly, but none of the ghosts dare to make a move, it's so cool to pretend to be a tiger."

Bai Luochuan quickened his pace: "When hundreds of ghosts are active tomorrow and the streets are full of ghosts, you won't feel that way."

They trotted all the way back to the Tengjia Hotel, the hotel was still the same as they saw on the first night, the door was ajar, there was a yellowish light inside, and the lantern at the door was shaking.

After walking in, before he could breathe a sigh of relief, he felt a faint cold wind blowing beside him. In the midsummer of August, this kind of coldness can spread from the skin to the bones.

Bai Jue gasped, and dodged to the side unexpectedly, a strand of black hair with a strange fragrance fluttered past them, like a cold hand, very cold.

Lin Jiu trembled in fright, and almost threw the candle out of his arms, and he calmed down a little when he saw the figure of Fujiko.

"Is Ms. Fujiko always so elusive?" Bai Luochuan's face was a little ugly. When the long black hair brushed his neck, he felt a rare trance. Although he reacted quickly, This provocative behavior still made him extremely uncomfortable.

Fujiko stroked her hair twice with her hands, and smoothed the hair, like a piece of black silk. She took off all the hair ornaments on her head, and the black hair made the face covered in white powder even paler. terror.

"Just came to say hello." Fujiko raised the corners of her mouth, her tone was gentle, "Tomorrow is the Obon Festival, I wish the guests have a good time."

Under the dim light, Bai Jue looked at Fujiko's smiling face, and felt that her pale face seemed to be a mask, stiff, weird and completely unnatural.

He didn't speak, and walked a few steps away from Fujiko. The four of them walked through the front hall, carefully avoided the human face tree in the middle of the backyard, and returned to the room safely.

I don't know what happened this night, Bai Jue always felt that he was in a state of half-dream and half-awake, everything in the past, whether it was in the present world or in the platform world, those things happened one after another The ground is shown in the mind like a horse and a horse, as if in a dream, and as if the soul has gone back to that time.

After struggling to open his eyes, he stared blankly at the ceiling, and inexplicably felt like a dream in those ten seconds, as if he had returned to that numb and ordinary life again, with no platforms, no trains, There are no ghosts...and no Bai Luochuan.

He suddenly turned his head and saw the person who was still sleeping soundly beside him. The sunlight from the paper window leaked in and sprinkled on his face, as if it had been covered with fine gold powder. He couldn't help leaning over and kissing him cheeks.

The warm touch from the lips was real and direct. Bai Luochuan was disturbed in his sleep, his nose fluttered slightly, and his breath was steady.

Bai Jue breathed a sigh of relief, only to realize that his body was covered in sweat and was sticky.

After taking a shower and cleaning up, they took the candles and went straight out.

As soon as he opened the door, he was stunned for a moment—the human face tree that was originally located in the center of the yard disappeared at this moment.

"Fuck! Where's the tree?" Si Qi was dumbfounded.

There was a big hole in the middle of the gravel floor, and it looked like the human face tree had been uprooted and completely disappeared.

Bai Luochuan suddenly felt ridiculous: "Could it be that today is the Obon Festival, so these ghosts can move freely?"

After a moment of silence, Bai Jue suddenly rejoiced and said, "Fortunately, the hair ghost in our room has been burnt to ashes, otherwise it would have sliced ​​us up with strands of hair before we woke up last night."

"..."

"Then how about now? Anyway, knowing the function of the fire that welcomes the soul, let's go directly to Dongshan Ruyi Mountain. At seven o'clock in the evening, the evening ceremony of the Yulan Basin Festival will officially start, and it will be enough to light the words in the mountain immediately." Si Qi road.

"Well, let's go, follow the map, it will take a long time."

When they came to the front hall, there was no one there, including the fat uncle.

Bai Jue found some rice balls and sushi in the kitchen and wrapped them up for dry food on the road, and the four of them left the Fuji's Hotel together.

As soon as I went out, I secretly said that it was not good.

At this time, the atmosphere on the street has completely changed—humans and ghosts are walking shoulder to shoulder, as if they have completely merged into one world.Those ghosts are not hidden in human masks as they were a few days ago, and their appearance is completely their original appearance now, some look like wild beasts in the mountains, some have human faces and cat bodies, and some carry lanterns Strange boys, foxes with fire-breathing mouths, women with two-meter-long necks... They even saw the familiar long-haired, white-clothed and long-tongued hair ghost.

The corners of Bai Luochuan's mouth twitched: "What the hell is this called Kyoto? Let's change the name to Ghost City!"

"The heavens are spirited and the earth is spirited... Buddha Guanyin Bodhisattva bless me... Great Sage Equal to Heaven bless me..." Lin Jiu murmured with a trembling voice, his face turned pale with fright up.

Si Qi: "...You might as well let me protect you, it's more realistic."

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The road was difficult at the beginning. According to the map, the location of Dongshan Ruyi Mountain was two hours away from where they lived, but today, the two hours were abruptly extended to seven hours.

Although they brought white candles, which could deter most of the demons and ghosts after they were lit, the actual situation of the fire of welcoming the soul was unknown, so they did not dare to use too many candles recklessly.

Even so, they still underestimated the number of ghosts on the Obon Festival. The so-called "Hundred Ghosts Night Walk" is actually just a title. The real situation is far more than "Hundred Ghosts". The nameless ghosts of the city are also wandering around the streets, and some of them are missing arms and legs, some of them died of the plague, their bodies festered, and some headless ghouls even walk aimlessly.

Maybe it's because Bai Jue's 'outsider' aura is too obvious, the ghosts are very interested in them, and many of them rushed up along the road regardless, and they retreated a little after being partially burned to death by the candle flame.

Even so, those strange and greedy eyes and the huge number of ghosts made it very difficult for Bai Jue and the others to walk.

Along the way, they passed many festivals, people played music, danced, beat drums, paraded... It was very lively, and the ghosts mixed in it were very happy and enjoyed the atmosphere.

It's as if the gate of hell has been opened, and Kyoto is the closest place to hell.

The combination of four people is stable enough in other platform worlds, but in this platform where monsters and ghosts roam everywhere, the four of Bai Jue didn't even dare to take out dry food to eat before they reached Dongshan Ruyi Mountain.

It wasn't until four o'clock in the afternoon that they came to the foot of Ruyi Mountain in Dongshan Mountain, and the number of ghosts and monsters decreased significantly, so they dared to gobble up a few mouthfuls of sushi rice balls to replenish their strength.

Compared with the bustling scenes in the streets and blocks of Kyoto, the mountains are much quieter, and even the chirping of birds can hardly be heard.

The mountain was full of thorns, and they walked very carefully, winding all the way to the top of the mountain.

At this time, it was dusk and sunset, and the bright light of the setting sun illuminated the entire city of Kyoto. They stood on the top of Ruyi Mountain in Dongshan Mountain, overlooking the whole city. The well-connected streets of Kyoto...

This is a feast of ghosts.

At this time, Bai Jue suddenly heard a sound behind him, like the sound of a shoe breaking a tree branch.

He turned around quickly and was stunned for a moment—a few meters behind him, a person they knew, Ding Dong, climbed up.

At this time, he was already covered in blood, ragged, and exhausted. He had obviously experienced a fierce battle. He had just climbed to the top of the mountain and sat on the ground panting, holding the only white candle in his hand.

"...I guessed...you are here..." Ding Dong was out of breath.

Bai Luochuan raised his eyebrows in surprise: "After you took the candle, did you come here alone through the crowd of ghosts?"

Ding Dong smiled bitterly and sighed: "Actually, I came with Yao Zhu, but unfortunately we didn't have enough candles, and she died on the way."

After a pause, he recovered his breath, and looked up and down at Bai Jue and the others: "After reading that book at the shrine, and seeing that there were so many fewer candles on the wall, I guessed that you must be the first Those who have come here, now it seems that you are not injured, and you are much stronger than me."

Bai Luochuan shrugged, spreading his hands helplessly: "I almost used up all the candles on the way here, so I didn't get hurt, but if the ghosts still can't hold down after the train ticket shows up, then it's inevitable to hurt your muscles on the way back to the train." It’s been a while, so you should rest for a while now.”

Ding Dong obviously understood the pain of the 'skin-shattering' pain, his face changed slightly, he stared down at the wound on his body, and fell silent.