I accidentally died yesterday [comprehensive]

This donation was quickly transferred to the University of Tokyo. The person in charge of receiving the money was a little confused. Now he pays attention to the theory and research of science and engineering, and spends tens of millions of dollars at every turn. Leftover rice.

He really didn't expect that there were still people willing to donate to them at this time.

But rich people spend as much as they like.

The person in charge shrugged and asked Mr. Yongji according to what the other party said.

"Hey, it's me, Professor Nagayoshi, I want to discuss with you about the Ainu research project in the Mutsu region."

"I remember that you once mentioned that you are very interested in this vanished nation. Now we have received a sponsorship, which is related to this. Would you like to continue to learn more?"

"..."

"Do you agree?"

"Well, well, I will tell the other party about this."

In the office, Professor Yongji was sitting at the desk. He put down the phone in his hand and said very flatteringly: "Whatever you say."

"I'm also thinking about funding."

Holding a list in his hand, Kurokawa is arranging the information they have collected about Tamamo-mae these days. Although they were sent back to their original schools because of the Kyoto incident, the collected information may still be useful in the future .

"Isn't the teacher always talking about the Ainu people?"

"I thought the teacher really liked the culture of this nation."

Teacher Yongji replied: "This kind of ethnicity that lives in the northernmost part of the world is inherently mysterious, not to mention that the Ainu is a completely different race from the Yamato, which is even more fascinating."

It is shown in the research that the Ainu people are overseas peoples from other places, and the ethnic composition of the Yamato people is slightly different from that of the Yamato people. Their appearance, living customs, and cultural development all have strong personal habits.

"But my concern for them is not just curiosity... Cough cough."

Mr. Yongji cleared his throat, "The research funding of the Ainu nationality is the most among all the literary research projects. I mean...it would be good to enrich the laboratory while completing the research."

Although their research projects sometimes involve archaeology and restoration of cultural relics, most of the time they do not require much funding, and their economic value is not as high as that of science and engineering laboratories.

Compared with other "extremely rich" laboratories, Professor Yongji is really poor.

Professor Yongji asked Kurokawa: "Heichuan should go too, and then go to the quiet north to rest and relieve the nervous spirit."

Professor Yongji always thought that Kurokawa was kidnapped in Kyoto.

"My wife said that too."

"Although Kyoto is prosperous, there is nothing new about watching this kind of scenery for ten years."

Kurokawa asked: "Doesn't Mrs. Yongji want to go to the north to relax?"

He thought for a while, "Although she doesn't know what happened, she is very nervous recently."

Kurokawa recently went to visit Mrs. Yongji, and found that the corners of her mouth were always tight, and she occasionally looked in a trance. When talking to her, she would suddenly lose her mind, and then asked "what did you just say".

"This one."

Teacher Yongji crossed his hands unconsciously, and put them against his chin for a while, "We... have a little conflict recently."

"We have no children."

He smiled at Kurokawa, "But it's not a problem. There are so many DINK families now, and the country's attention to the elderly is also increasing. Although we don't have children, we only have each other."

Professor Yongji has no children. He is almost forty years old. Mrs. Yongji is similar in age to him. He has never seen a child at Teacher Yongji's house before, but Kurokawa never took this matter to heart.

This time, it seems that the child caused Teacher Yongji and the others to have a very big conflict.

Teacher Yongji continued: "But my wife has always liked children."

"She hopes to have a child in her blood."

Kurokawa didn't speak.

I heard Teacher Yongji say again: "We have also gone to the hospital many times, and the health and environment are good, and there are no problems."

He emphasized emphatically, "There is no problem."

"But like fate, none of the sperm caught up with the egg, and fate seemed to deliberately stagger them."

Teacher Yongji said here: "What is the probability of this kind of problem?"

He shook his head: "Very rare."

"Even the doctor said that he has received various gynecological and andrological diseases, but he has never encountered such a coincidence."

"My wife said... this is the punishment of the gods. It was my disrespect for God that caused the disaster."

Teacher Yongji's voice became deeper and deeper, "She began to make offerings to various gods continuously, praying for me and herself."

"I know she's good for me."

"I know."

"But I can't take it."

"I sometimes think, even if this is the punishment of the gods..." Teacher Yongji smiled, "It doesn't matter, let it keep punishing me."

Kurokawa looked at Teacher Yongji quietly, so that Teacher Yongji looked at his left and right shoulders in doubt: "Why, what happened?"

"No."

Heichuan shook his head: "There is no trace of a god on Teacher's body."

"If there is a God."

"He is only the God of believers."

"It has nothing to do with us."

Teacher Yongji nodded: "Yes, there have never been any gods, only powerful creatures and unknown science."

Kurokawa booked three tickets for them, him, Mr. Yongji, and Mrs. Yongji.

Kiemon saw these things, "Are you going to leave me and travel by yourself again?"

"Ugh?"

Kurokawa wondered: "Isn't Tokyo holding an online celebrity meet-and-greet recently?"

He was referring to an exhibition held in Tokyo that invited many well-known Internet celebrities to the stage, and Kiemon was also on the invited list.

"Master Kiemon, if you flick your tail a little bit on stage, the fans will go crazy."

Kiemon was complacent: "Of course it is. But Kurokawa is more important."

He meowed and walked over to rub against Heichuan, "Take me with you."

The next sentence reveals the true intention.

"People also want to travel with public funds, eat and drink with public funds."

Kurokawa looked at Kiemon, and booked another pet ticket with a flick of his finger.

Kiemon packed his luggage, and Kurokawa himself only brought the stone bowl and Cong Yunga, and came to the place to gather with Mr. Yongji and his wife on the agreed date. In order to prevent Kiemon from being stepped on by the cat's tail on the way, Kurokawa Chuan picked up Kiemon's suitcase and asked Kiemon to squat on it.

"La la la."

Kiemon squatted on the suitcase and sang, "I don't have to do anything by myself, and I don't have to pull the luggage by myself. I'm so happy la la la la."

Kurokawa finally met Mr. Yongji and his wife. They stood close together on the platform. Mr. Yongji was wearing a brown knee-length coat, and Mrs. Yongji was standing aside, wearing a dark blue felt hat, slightly covering the upper half of his face. , revealing a too pale complexion under the brim of the hat.

After a few greetings, a few people boarded the car. Although the Ainu people live in the northernmost part of Aomori and even the more popular Hokkaido area, Kurokawa and his travels will start from Miyagi.

Divided according to the map, the long and narrow neck belt in the north of the island was originally called Mutsu as a whole. The branch was ordered to guard this place and manage the defeated remnants of the Ainu.

There are many traces of the Ainu people living in the Mutsu area.

The train turned rapidly, Kiemon was a little motion sick, and huddled together in a daze. The Yongkichi and his wife sitting in front were close together as if they were saying something, "I want to go to worship." "Let's get off. After getting in the car, rest for a while." "Xi Jiang, don't always contradict your opinions, I just want to go to worship!" "I didn't mean to stop you, I just said..." "Then let me go! Does this hinder you? Or is it that I, a theist, have polluted you, an atheist?"

"No... I didn't mean that."

Professor Yongji's voice became tired.

"You can go. I'm with you."

Mrs. Yongji tightened her lips, "If you don't want to, there's no need to force yourself."

[There was a quarrel. ]

Kiemon pricked up his cat ears, gossiped with Kurokawa and was pushed into the seat by Kurokawa, "Have a good rest, Mr. Kiemon."

"I'm not reluctant...I mean, let's not fight."

"Are you accusing me of being vexatious?"

Professor Yongji didn't reply, and there was silence between the two of them. Mrs. Yongji burst into tears, "I'm sorry, Xi Jiang, I shouldn't have said these words, but... I can't control my feelings."

She slowly leaned over: "I always miss you and your rebuke to me... I always think about it, and think about how you despised my beliefs over and over again."

"The words you said when I was burning incense, when I was scrubbing the shrine, and when I was preparing sacrifices."

"I can't forget them."

Professor Yongji raised his hand slightly, and hugged Mrs. Yongji tightly, "It's all over, it's all over, forget about them."

After entering Sendai City, Miyagi Prefecture, Professor Nagayoshi and his wife first went to visit shrines and temples, and Kurokawa went to deal with hotel accommodation. Sendai City is the economic center of Miyagi Prefecture, and it is more lively than other places. Kurokawa As soon as he showed up, the front desk of the hotel smiled and asked, "Sir, you must be here to travel."

"Your temperament is different from those around you."

The front desk said a few more words: "You are a guest, so I don't know. The weather in Sendai is not very good recently. You'd better pay attention when you go out."

"Do you need a guide?"

"If you need guidance, we also have professional travel agencies to recommend to you."

Kurokawa thought for a while, they were still not familiar with Sendai for the first time, so they made a tour guide named Kojima, who was said to be a native of the country, had experience in cross-region tours many times, and was very experienced.

Not long after, Mrs. Yongji and her husband came back. Mrs. Yongji's complexion was rosy, and her pointed high-heeled shoes stepped on the carpet very strongly. It was completely different from the haggard look when she just got out of the car. Mr. Yongji behind her was covering his head, His face was blue, as if he was holding back something. Mrs. Yongji walked in front and found her husband's lagging steps. She turned around and asked joyfully. Seeing her husband's face, she was furious: "What are you enduring?"

"Is it so unbearable to worship the gods with me?"

"Xijiang." Mrs. Yongji held her husband's arm, "Gods have boundless mana, so let's not provoke him easily."

"There is no god in this world! There is no god!"

Yongji Xijiang couldn't restrain his anger, "You believe in your gods, but don't interfere with my thoughts!"

"Freedom of belief, freedom of belief, I don't want to accompany you to any purification ceremony at all!"

Mrs. Yongji tensed her face, "Hush your voice, don't be heard by the gods."

She slowly leaned on Yongji Xijiang's shoulder: "If there is really no God, why are we in good health and have never taken contraceptive measures, but we still can't welcome the child we deserve?"

Mr. Yongji said in a deep voice, "It's a coincidence."

"No," Mrs. Yongji grabbed Mr.'s arm, "it's the god's punishment for unbelievers."

Kiemon squatted in the corner, peeking out a cat's head and staring at the couple carefully, then said to himself: "I am also a god... although it is not recognized by Takamahara." He was muttering and noticed There was a chill behind him, and the nape of his neck was picked up, only to hear Heichuan say: "What are you doing hiding here?"

Kurokawa followed Kiemon's line of sight and saw the teacher and the others who were hugging tightly. He seemed to realize something: "Kiemon, you have also reached the age to marry a wife and have children."

He touched Kiemon's head: "Are you envious?"