Shangkawa Shun thought this was quite possible. After all, it was a village with envelopes and gods and totems, so it was normal to worship and worship.

And it just rained heavily and I couldn't work.

But when it comes to labor...

Shangchuan frowned and looked around the village. He felt strange just now that he was on it. The fields nearby had been deserted for a while.

There is no food growing in the field. If the people in this village are living people, then what will they eat?

"Are we going directly?"

"No one, let's go straight there." Toru Amuro said and walked forward.

There is no difference between them sneaking in and walking over openly.

There are no cats and dogs in the village, nor are there any social animals such as chickens, ducks and fish. The wooden houses are old and dim, and the wooden stakes at the door are already attached with moss, and even mushrooms are covered with pieces.

Although it is as quiet as a dead village, there is still a big difference between the houses that are not living in and the houses that are living in. Although the houses that are living in also look old, they are still full of people after all. They are not like those abandoned houses, as if they will fall into pieces in the next second.

The three of them walked all the way from the edge of the village to the center of the village. During this period, no one appeared, and no one poked his head out of the room.

There are clearly traces of life, but when walking in it, there is always an inexplicable shade and treacherous feeling.

"It's so weird." Kurakawa Shin felt that the aura of this village was very strange, and she felt a very mysterious feeling when she entered Koizumi Hongko's realm.

Shun Kawakawa was once an atheist, but after he arrived in this world, he believed in these things.

But these Japanese gods are different from those of Chinese gods. These Japanese gods are more like some kind of monster than gods.

Because people were afraid of them, they built temples and appointed gods for them, trying to please them and thus gain protection.

Guaikawa Shun didn't know if this method was useful, but there was no objection to the Japanese gods.

"The rain is about to stop."

Shu Hoshino looked up at the sky, the raindrops in the sky gradually became smaller, and the dark clouds shrouded in the sky were gradually receding.

Shangkawa Shun joked: "It started to rain when we entered the mountains. When we arrived here, the rain began to stop. Do you think there would be no magic?"

It’s a pity that Hoshino Shui and Toru Amuro are not afraid of ghosts, so they don’t feel any fear when Kawashi said this.

"Maybe." Hoshino Shui replied lightly.

His eyes turned to the lake in the middle of the village. According to the area, the lake was about the size of two football fields.

The entire village is built around this lake.

The white mist on the lake is like smoke and rain. The rain falls on the water, and the drizzle sound is accompanied by the splashing ripples.

Shangchuan picked up a stone from the ground and walked to the lakeside. The lake water was not clear, and it was raining, so it was impossible to see how deep the water was.

He threw the stone into the lake, and with a sound, the stone sank to the bottom of the water.

"What are you doing?"

Shui Hoshino didn't understand his intention to throw a stone.

"It's just itchy hands..." He actually wanted to study whether there are any monkeys in this lake, but there are no conditions.

But his throwing of stones was indeed pure itchy.

"Let's find someone first." Toru Amuro called back the two teenagers standing next to him. They didn't know what was going on in this village, or it would be better not to move around.

"First the whole, then the part."

He looked at the deadly village. They had only left half of them, and had not seen them. What they wanted to do was to see the whole village first.

"good."

The three of them continued to walk in the village. There were no specially built roads in the village. They only divided the houses one by one.

The three of them did not hide their whereabouts, nor did they control their voices. The sound of boots stepping on the water, the sound of rain falling on the umbrella cloth, and the sound of clothes rubbing... These sounds became clearer as the rain became smaller and smaller.

In the largest building in the village, an old man with gray hair sitting cross-legged on the table opened his eyes.

His location is the ancestral hall in the village and the most central part of the entire village.

In front of him, a group of men sat cross-legged on the ground, their heads lowered, their hair was dry and yellow, and their bodies were as thin as firewood.

They are of different ages, some are old and some are young, but no matter what age they are, they are covered with a dusk air, just like the decay smell emitted after being buried in the soil.

They were bare-handed and had various tattoos tattooed on their bodies, which were like living creatures, moving slowly on them.

They seemed to be praying, and they seemed to be sleeping.

Behind the old man was an animal skin with a strange totem. At first glance, there were only a bunch of messy lines on the animal skin, but if you look closely, you will find that these are actually several animals overlapping together, and different animals can be seen from different angles.

"Ahu, someone from outside is here, go and have a look." As soon as he opened his mouth, he was full of energy.

"Yes, the great witch." A man next to him stood up. He was one of the few strong people in the crowd, but this strong man was only relative.

Others opened their eyes one after another, but these people just opened their eyes and looked at the old man sitting cross-legged on the high-ranking man, although they closed their eyes again.

The man named Ahu stood up and quietly exited the ancestral hall.

Walking from the dim indoors to the outdoors, the change of light made him feel a little uncomfortable. He picked up the straw raincoat next to him and put it on his body, put on a hat, and headed towards the direction where the sound came.

After walking around, I finally saw the person. Amuro Toru immediately met him.

"Hello, we are backpackers on hiking. I'm lost in the mountains. Can you stay in your village for one night?"

The man seemed very uncomfortable with communicating with strangers, and rarely heard serious official words. After a long time of discerning, he understood what Toru Amuro was saying.

After understanding, he pointed to Amuro Tomo, then pointed to Uekawa Shun and Hoshino Shou in the back, using both hands and feet, shook his head and refused, "We...the village...no outsiders are welcome."

Shangchuan looked at the only man who appeared without a trace. This man was shirtless in this cold spring weather, wearing only a raincoat covering the rain, but there was no sign of coldness.

This man looked over thirties, but the expression on his face did not look like a person in his thirties, especially his eyes, with a sense of innocence and ignorance of a young man who had no experience in the world.

Not only these strange things, but also a dusk aura came out of the other party. This aura is hard to describe, but Shangchuan Shun still felt it.
Chapter completed!