Dozens of demonized villagers had already climbed halfway up the mountain at


    this moment. As soon as they stood firm, they bent their backs and fired bone


    spurs towards the two living people."go."With a swing of his club, Li Ang swept away an oncoming bone spur, grabbed the


    door, and rushed toward the woodland on the left side of the hillside.Wang Congshan quickly followed, and the two rushed into the forest and went


    straight to the Hiratsuka residence along the mountain road.The interior of the Hiratsuka Mansion is also like Hyakki Yakou, a large


    number of strange ghosts crawling out from all corners, roaring maniacally and


    attacking each other, desperately tearing the moving objects within the line


    of sight to pieces.The more Li Ang and Wang Congshan moved forward, the greater the resistance


    they encountered. Just as they were about to fall into the siege, the human


    head lantern suddenly burst into light.The candlelight stretched upwards for more than one meter, emitting a strong


    light, creating a long shadow behind the demon who leaped around, causing the


    shadow to fight fiercely with its body.Open a path for two players.Correspondingly, the human head candle burns on its own at a very fast rate,


    and burns most of it in a short breath.Li Ang had a clear understanding in his heart, raised the lantern high, and


    led Wang Congshan to run through the front of the Hiratsuka mansion and to the


    atrium.As the candle burned out, the two also reached the courtyard.The ground of the courtyard was full of black, red and blood, and there were


    stumps and broken arms everywhere.The black-haired creature was unharmed, still standing by the well of Guiquan,


    muttering to himself, muttering, "Zhen Cheng... Yang Yi..."It was completely invisible that he had killed the demons everywhere.Wang Congshan took a step forward, took out the mother and child Tibetan wood


    carving from his pocket, and threw it forward.The black hairy thing immediately raised its head and stared, instinctively


    trying to attack, but when it saw the mother and child hiding in the ground,


    it suddenly stagnated.I saw it stretched out his hand to catch the mother and child Tibetan wood


    carvings, stood on the spot, whimpering in bursts, but gave way to the return


    spring well.The two players rushed forward without hesitation and jumped into the well of


    returning.Climbing the cracks in the walls of the shaft with the palm of your hand,


    descending rapidly step by step,The water in the well below is pitch black like ink, swirling slowly like a


    whirlpool, and the water is faintly mixed with human fingers, eyeballs and


    even seaweed-like hair.Li Ang sank into the well water, feeling the direction of the vortex and the


    strength of the current, and then he knew that the bottom of the well was in a


    horizontal S-shaped trap.The so-called well water is actually the water on the bottom of the trap.Since it is a trap, the other end is where there is no water.The two players swim a certain distance along the bottom of the water, to the


    other end of the S-shaped trap, and soon get out of the water and arrive at a


    spacious underground platform.With the help of low-light vision ability, the two can vaguely see that this


    area is round as a whole.The lower part of the circle, where the two are standing, is a solid ground


    that can be stepped on.And the upper part of the circle is a cliff leading to the abyss.There are torch brackets on the walls on both sides of the entrance of the


    platform. Li Ang used [burn a finger] to light the torches. With the light of


    the torches, he could finally see more clearly——On the ground of the platform where the two of them are located, there are


    densely packed Jizo stone statues.The ground at the entrance of the platform is covered with sleepers and steel


    blocks, a bit like a train track, but narrower than a railway track.Similar to minecar tracks in a mining area.This railroad track extends straight ahead, connecting all the way to the


    cliff,There are two iron nails on the ground on both sides of the rail end,Each iron nail is tied with hemp rope and hangs below the cliff.And a black-haired figure exactly like the one next to Guiquan Well was


    picking up one of the twine ropes and preparing to wrap it around his waist.Seeing Li Ang and Wang Congshan appear, the figure visibly shook, speeding up


    the act of winding the twine."do not move."Wang Congshan shouted, raised the assault rifle and pulled the trigger.The enchanted bullet was spun out, wiping the feet of the black-haired figure,


    successfully stopping the opponent.The two players quickly stepped forward, pulled the figure back from the edge


    of the cliff, and untied the hemp rope from his waist, but the other party did


    not even struggle to resist.Li Ang glanced under the cliff,I saw the black mist in the abyss churning and stirring, ups and downs, as if


    something terrifying and indescribable was brewing. Just looking at it made


    people dizzy and the brain pierced.Li Ang avoided sight, not looking at the abyss,It was found that the end of another hemp rope on the edge of the cliff was


    tied with a metal box, just hanging over the fog, which appeared and


    disappeared from time to time."Do you want to end all this?"Wang Congshan looked at the silent black-haired figure, and said the answer


    she already knew: "Mr. Folklorist?""..."The figure known as the folklorist trembled visibly, but still stood there and


    said nothing."You still refuse to admit it?"Wang Congshan sighed and said calmly: "You are the Noh Noodle Master of Yuanke


    Village, the son of Shuhei Fujimura and Masumi Fujimura.He is also the father of Tetsuya Ogasawara and Ayaka Ogasawara, and Professor


    of Folklore at Toyo University who disappeared at the site of Yuanke Village


    in Okamori Prefecture in 2001, and General Ogasawara. "The figure suddenly raised his head, the black hair on his face trembling."I don''t know if you know this pair of scissors."Wang Congshan saw that the other party had been silent, so she took the


    scissors from Li Ang''s hand, and waved it in her hand, "We used this scissors


    from the Hiratsuka family mansion to get rid of the torii''s bet of the Torii


    Shrine. Rope seal.In the shrine that has been abandoned for a long time, we saw a large number


    of bones that were hugged together in a kimono with no obvious external


    injuries.However, one thing is strange.The so-called seal is naturally to seal off some evil, unknown, and


    unfortunate things.However, there are no demons or monsters in the shrine, only a corpse,On the contrary, it is the Hyakki Yagai everywhere in the village outside the


    shrine.So, what exactly is the seal of Torii sealing? "Wang Congshan paused, seeing that the other party didn’t mean to speak, and


    continued: “Obviously, the seal of the torii is not aimed at the bones in the


    shrine.It is the demons outside the shrine, preventing demons from entering the


    barrier.The effect of the enchantment was quite good, and it succeeded in protecting


    everyone in the shrine when the disaster came.Unfortunately, all the survivors in the shrine are still dead, dying of hunger


    and despair. "The figure trembled all over, and the fluffy and messy hair was shaking up and


    down."Why should you panic?"Wang Congshan tilted her head in incomprehension, and said calmly: "This


    Yuanke Village disaster that occurred in July of Showa 54 has nothing to do


    with you.Because in terms of age, you were only eight or nine years old.The real cause of the disaster is the Hiratsuka family, and your mother,


    Fujimura Masumi...""not like this!"The figure finally spoke. He clenched his fists and breathed heavily, "It''s


    not like this...""What''s that?"Wang Congshan has no mood swings. There is no change in her attitude because


    she plays Ayaka Ogasawara, the daughter of the folklorist Masayuki Ogasawara.


    She just calmly said: "Do I have to say it?Your mother, father, brothers, and even everyone in the village died in that


    disaster because of you...""...It''s not like that. You don''t understand."Ogasawara took a deep breath, and just as he was about to say something, he


    heard a loud bang.The whole underground space trembles,The strong dome above that did not know how many tons of soil was carrying had


    numerous cracks,A lot of dust fell down, and the entire underground space seemed to collapse


    in the next second."That''s too late,"Ogasawara raised his head and glanced, shaking his arm vigorously, trying to


    shake off Li Ang''s palm, "Go away, get out of here, and I will end it all."However, Li Ang firmly grasped his wrist, amidst the collapse of the sky,


    calmly said: "There is still a lot of time. We have plenty of time to


    understand the truth.""..."Ogasawara struggled hard and couldn''t get away, so he had to give up the


    struggle and sighed sadly: "Why are you looking for me..."Li Ang and Wang Congshan didn''t respond. Ogasawara let out a long sigh of


    relief as if he accepted his fate, and finally spoke, but first told a piece


    of seemingly unrelated content."Mythology is a kind of folk literature. It is a kind of yearning or


    paralyzing spiritual sustenance produced by ancient humans in order to


    understand and control nature under difficult living conditions.Those myths that can be passed down through word of mouth in the long river of


    history usually have their special features.Or can satisfy the taste of the people,Or it can play an instructive role in daily life, so that it is considered


    valuable and can be passed down for thousands of years-such as filial piety,


    cherish family members, and keep promises. "Ogasawara paused for a moment and said, "This is the basic knowledge of


    folklore, and it is also the basis for folklore scholars to conduct private


    visits.We need to understand the local ancestors through legends and stories, and


    create the material basis and emotional logic of the story in ancient times.The myth of the origin of Yuanke Village is fairly well-known in the


    surrounding areas of Gangsen County.Even after the destruction of Yuanke Village, this mythical story has not


    completely disappeared.Instead, Yuanke Village disappeared and became a hot topic in the field of


    folklore.You should know this. "Li Ang and Wang Congshan didn’t say anything. They are not people in this


    world. They don’t know this.But this does not prevent Ogasawara from continuing to tell."In this mythical story, the samurai''s wife died of dystocia during the


    process of giving birth to the leech. The samurai offered sacrifices to the


    ** of karma, and with the help of twine, he came to the land of yellow


    springs to live with his wife. The two sides had a misunderstanding and then


    Eliminate the misunderstanding, and finally get back together,The samurai took the children to live on Yuanshan, and every once in a while,


    he could pass through the hemp rope in the well to meet his wife in the


    country of Huangquan. "Ogasawara paused for a while, and said, "There is a key problem in this


    seemingly satisfying story. That is the leechko born by the samurai couple.Leech is a child without hands and feet, and it was almost impossible to


    survive in ancient times.Even in myths, Izanaki and Izanami, who created Hijima, had to put the leeches


    on a boat made of reeds after inbreeding and giving birth to leeches, so that


    they could drift on their own at sea. .Returning to the original topic, at the end of this Yuanshan story, it only


    mentioned that the daughters of the samurai grew up and found their husbands-


    in-law, and established a village on Yuanshan, which later became Yuanke


    Village.So, where did the leech go?If the leech is still alive after birth, why doesn''t the samurai ask the **


    of karma to also restore the leech to its original state?If the leech child died, why was there no mention of the existence of leech


    child in the story in the country of yellow spring?There is only one answer, and that is Leechko, who was personally dedicated by


    the samurai to the ** of karma and prayed for help.Because of this, he is completely absent from the second half of the story. "Ogasawara said, "This is the biggest problem with this myth.This chillingly evil myth must originate from a very distant age.Even some other parts of the story itself are real.It’s just because it’s too evil and weird to be understood and recognized,It had to be covered up with seemingly normal myths.If you have the greatest malice and speculate on the story itself, then it is


    not difficult to draw a conclusion-In order to meet his dead wife again, the samurai sacrificed dead leeches to


    reach the country of yellow springs.And because of the strangeness of Yuanshan itself, the samurai were reluctant


    to move out of this place, so they built a village here, where their ancestors


    lived for a long time~~ etc."Li Ang thought for a while, and pointed to the turbid black mist below the


    cliff, "You mean, this abyss below Yuanke Village is the country of yellow


    springs?"Even if he doesn''t use psychic powers, he can feel the ancient and deep evil


    aura in the abyss below.If you really look at it carefully with spiritual sense, with the current


    state of being restrained, I''m afraid it will run out of sanity without


    looking at it for a few seconds, and you will be completely crazy."No,"Ogasawara looked like he was embracing great fear, glanced at the abyss, and


    said, "This is just the entrance to the land of yellow springs.As metaphors in mythology,Yuanke Village was built above the entrance of Huangquan Kingdom. Only through


    a certain ritual can the entrance of Huangquan Kingdom be opened.And through the sacred Zhulian rope, which symbolizes the meaning of


    connection, arrives at the real country of yellow springs. "