Inside the trees three to four hundred meters away from the Pig King's Cave.
Kamiyakawa put his hands on the ground, his expression twisted and in pain.
The murmur in his sleep that kept shouting and whispering the name "Xu Fu" had an extremely strange effect on his body.
There were constant bulges of filthy and weird flesh buds on his body. Huge, unacceptable, and incomprehensible information was being stuffed into his mind, causing his head to swell and almost burst.
The voice of shouting and whispering "Xu Fu" was not only heard by Kamiyagawa.
The moment Xu Fu's name flashed in his mind, this voice echoed in the minds of all individuals in a small area around him, centered on him.
Including the little old man who was working conscientiously on the lookout.
The little old man had no idea what was going on, so he was affected by these sounds.
Even the little old man who was watching from afar outside Shan Lao's residence was harmed by this unreasonable disaster due to the influence of his body.
However, their situation is slightly better than that of their master Kamiyagawa.
Just when the master and the servant were tortured to death by the sound that seemed to come from the void, a blurry red light ball jumped out of Kamiyachuan's body.
It is a dream-eating tapir that enters the state of [Dream Equality].
[All things in a dream: I am also a dream. The tapir covers itself with dreamy red light, blurring the boundaries between itself and the dream world, and enters a state of equalizing everything in the dream world. When entering the state of equalization, the tapir can no longer use other skills, but is immune to most attacks and can quickly heal itself. ]
The dream-eating tapir, who was in the same state, quickly left Shengu's side and left the range affected by the murmur before solidifying into a physical form again.
"Puff——"
The tapir envelops its owner and colleagues with a dreamy red light, and rings the bell around its neck.
Kamiyagawa's thoughts were suddenly pulled into his dream, interrupting all his original thoughts.
He saw a valley filled with colorful flowers.
The sun is warm, the birds are singing, the flowers are fragrant, bees are flying, butterflies are dancing, and the water is gurgling.
Kamiyakawa didn't know why he appeared here, nor what he was doing here, but he just felt peaceful.
This was a beautiful dream created for him by the Dream-Eating Tapir.
And dreams never need a reason.
Kamiya only stayed in his dream for about five seconds before he was awakened by the dream-eating tapir.
Because he was in a dream, his original thoughts were forcibly interrupted, which was equivalent to a quick restart of his brain. After waking up, he was no longer affected by those murmurs.
"Woo...Woo..."
At Kamiyagawa's feet, the little old man collapsed on the ground, completely powerless, and his old bones barely fell apart.
The tapir used the method he had just used to save his owner, and brought his colleague out of the influence of the babble.
"I just..." After spending a few tenths of a second recalling what happened, Kamiyagawa looked at the dream-eating tapir not far away, "Did you save me, tapir?"
The white little cub of Kaitan just shook its long nose slightly proudly: "Puff, puff."
"Thank you, well done. If it weren't for you, I might have sent it without knowing it."
Kamiyakawa bent down and patted the dream-eating tapir on the head. His fourth shikigami seemed to be more useful than imagined.
At the same time, he couldn't help but wonder what had just happened.
"Is it because of Xu...the influence of the adult from Dongdu?"
Now Kamiyagawa no longer dares to call that adult by his name casually.
Just now, I saw the mural through Kuangshilang's perspective and unconsciously said his name, which led to something strange happening.
"What is the state of that eastwarder now? With what happened just now, and those whispers I heard, those who didn't know better thought it was Mr. Ke who was giving out candy."
Because of the boring loss, Kamiyakawa is now reluctant to think too much about the "Eastern Crosser".
If something happens if you think too much, who can you talk to for explanation?
But even if it can't
After thinking about it, Kamiya roughly summarized the current information related to "Eastern Crosser"——
First, you must never say his name directly.
But when I think of his name directly in my mind, it doesn't seem to matter.
When he first met the medicine seller in Takamagahara, Kamiyagawa thought about the "Eastern Crosser".
However, no gibbering was heard.
"The medicine seller seemed to have stopped me from telling him his master's name directly, so he must be aware of these things."
Second, as soon as the true name of the Eastwarder is spoken, all conscious individuals within a certain range around him or her will be affected by the gibbering at the same time.
Moreover, even if Kamiyagawa is freed from the babble, those individuals who have been affected by the babble, such as the little old man just now, will still be affected.
This was confirmed through the double confirmation of the little old man and the tapir——
The tapir had just saved its owner Kamiyagawa first, and then seeing that the little old man was still in pain, he took action a second time and then rescued his old colleague as well.
"Besides, it's a bit strange to think about it this way. Throughout Japan, there are several shrines dedicated to the man who traveled eastward to find the elixir. Logically speaking, many people should have called his name."
"Is it only possible to be affected by calling his name in the other world?"
"As for the East Crosser, it would be safer to ring the bell on Gao Tianyuan and ask the medicine seller. If nothing else, he should have been the East Crosser's apprentice."
After thinking about it hastily, Kamiyakawa stopped thinking deeply, lest he trigger some strange switch again.
A strong evil aura spread around him, and the other three shikigami, except the Dream-Eating Tapir, appeared one after another.
The little old man had just been tortured by gibbering and was not in a very good condition. Kamiyagawa asked him to return to the Ningiao Copper Pair to rest, planning to collect some candles from the green-skinned young monk later to replenish his health.
Next, let the shikigami do the work of looking out for the wind.
…
The Pig King's Cave.
The Kuseirou puppet returned to normal simultaneously with its controller Kamiyagawa, and stood up from the ground with a slightly stiff movement.
He stared at the mural in front of him again in the darkness, and his eyes fell on the big boy holding a medicine gourd to open the way for the eastward travellers.
"By the way, this boy's prototype is not a medicine seller, right? He's very cute and looks nothing like his current image. Of course, the possibility of artistic processing is not ruled out."
The first two murals roughly depict the eastward travelers arriving in Japan in large ships, riding wind and waves, and being treated with courtesy by the indigenous people at that time.
Now go back and look at the third painting——
A group of people are performing a sacrificial ceremony.
Judging from the description of the clothes of these people, they are not members of the East Crossers, but the indigenous people of Japan at that time.
The object of their sacrifice was a majestic mountain, with clouds lingering on the top of the mountain.
There are also layers. Although there is no color, the layered painting on the top part should represent the snowy scene.
"So these people are worshiping Mount Fuji?"
Because Aokigahara is at the foot of Mount Fuji, Kamiya River naturally came to such an inference.
The fourth mural——
Next to Mount Fuji, a majestic inhuman figure is standing. He seems to be integrated with the mountain, harmonious and natural, and one integrated whole.
He looked calmly at the human village settlement below.
There, men farmed and women weaved, and it was peaceful.
The murals in the Pig King's Cave seem to be able to convey emotions. If you touch the paintings lightly with your fingers, you can feel the peace and beauty.
"People at the foot of Mount Fuji offer sacrifices to the mountain god all year round. Under the protection of the mountain god, they live a peaceful, prosperous and healthy life." Kamiyagawa continued to rely on his own understanding and looked at the pictures to speak.
Next painting——
Mount Fuji is roaring and erupting, lava bursting out.
The mountain god who is integrated with the mountains looks very
pain.
The lines on his body become twisted and crazy. If you stare at it for a long time, you will feel that the image of the mountain god is constantly squirming.
In the previous painting, the mountain god, who was still holy and majestic and guarding the area, was destroying and destroying human villages wantonly.
In this painting, Kamiyagawa felt the aura of evil, depravity, and filth, which was very similar to the feeling given by the black maggots he encountered before.
"Mount Fuji has erupted, as has happened many times in Japanese history."
"However, this painting probably depicts more than just a volcanic eruption. The mountain god seems to have fallen for some reason."
"Touyama Yan...is this how you came here?"
Keep looking behind you——
The Eastwarder appears in the picture again.
The eastward traveler in the painting is holding the shrunken head of the mountain god in his hands, and a large number of natives are bowing to him, while Mount Fuji in the background has once again returned to calm.
"The Eastwarder killed the fallen mountain god?"
The mural ended here, and Kamiyagawa fell into deep thought.
He now seems to have a general understanding of the background story of the large map Aokigahara.
"So, the Eastwarder is not the protagonist of this map. He appears here as a defender who subdues monsters. The boss I want to fight against at the end of the level, Fallen Mountain Yan, is probably the fallen mountain god who was killed. It's made of something that came down, so it makes sense."
"I just don't know what roles each of the Inojisa King and Shan Lao played in this big map."
The Kuangshilang puppet walked around the cave again.
Apart from the murals, there seems to be nothing worth paying attention to here.
So Kamiyagawa simply controlled the puppet to walk back.
Before the Kuseirou puppet could return, Inujiro, who was watching the wind not far away, suddenly let out a low warning bark.
Enemy attack!
Kamiya simply gave up on the puppet's perspective and quickly focused back on himself.
In the woods around me, something seemed to be approaching, making rustling noises as it moved through the trees.
"Prajna!"
The indigo sword flashed, and Kamiya drew out Nanquan Yimoji.
Prajna, who had been standing by his side, rotated the two masks suspended around his waist, and the weird white mask among them became more and more active, as if it was coming to life.
Next, the mask of jealousy appeared on Kamiyakawa's face.
Kamiya, who quickly entered a fighting state, narrowed his eyes, and the black pupils under the mask became deeper and deeper.
He saw something approaching in the forest.
They were several thin, naked humanoid monsters, all covered in gray and blue.
He was about two meters tall. His torso and limbs were slender and deformed, and all kinds of strange exposed tissues were scrawled. It looked weird no matter how you looked at it.
They hunched their tall bodies and pushed aside tree branches. Their deformed, lifeless eyeballs were randomly turning and twitching in their sockets, and they were approaching with extremely uncoordinated steps as if they were missing their brain stems.
"It's a human being!"
Kamiyagawa had seen this thing in Shan Lao's kitchen.
When a living person enters the other world, if he dies too many times, his living soul peels off and he forgets everything about himself, he will become a human being.
There were more than a dozen spies approaching from the woods.
They were covered with tattered strips of cloth, which were far from enough to cover their bodies. They were the remnants of torn clothes that had already been transformed into monsters.
Through the secondary sexual characteristics that have become very strange, one can roughly determine their original gender.
"Surround it, surround it, the caged bird wants to come out all the time..."
Childish nursery rhymes were already ringing from Mary's side, and waves of red mist were rolling.
On the Inugami's side, there was also a karma fire jumping up and down, and the sound of gnawing and roaring could be heard endlessly.
It seems that they have all made contact with the human beings.
"It would be fine if it wasn't black maggots."
Kamiyagawajia buzzed slightly and Ichimonjijia raised his head and rushed towards the nearest human being...
…
Liu Qi Yin Tong's short bayonet was revealed.
As Kamiya River leaped and jumped nimbly, it pierced into the jaw of an elf sharply.
The originally bronze-colored dagger became extremely strange and bloody after piercing the flesh.
"Ho...ho..."
The human beast whose chin and mouth were stabbed by Kamiyagawa had its throat trembling, letting out a dry low growl, and constantly twitching its deformed limbs and struggling.
They really don't look like humans.
"Put your head down."
Kamiya pulled the trigger.
With a "bang" sound, the spirit-breaking iron projectile penetrated Zhe's head and exploded into a red and white sticky substance.
This is the last humanoid.
The final execution at Kamiya River is over, and the sudden encounter is declared a victory.
The fighting power of Zhen is stronger than expected.
These things have no tendency to visit, and no rating can be seen, but after a battle, Kamiya feels much stronger than the human-faced tree in the sea of trees.
The strength can match the upper-class strong men in the F-rated ghost stories.
"After the human body is transformed into an evil spirit in the other world, it can have combat power similar to that of a high-level F-class monster. This is somewhat beyond my expectation."
Kamiyakawa withdrew the [Mourning Banshee] and shook off the dirt on the dagger.
Then, he took out his cell phone.
Looking at the mobile phone, Kamiya's expression was puzzled at first, and then became slightly distorted: "After destroying this thing of human beings, why didn't it explode the soul crystal!?"
Killing monsters without dropping soul crystals has happened to me once before.
It’s the head balloon in Fantasyland.
However, the human head balloon is because they are a whole, and when combined together, they are the beginning of strange stories.
But the people here are obviously not like this.
"This kind of monster that is lost in the other world and is a deformed human body is different from the real ghost story. It may not really explode the currency of the underworld..."
What a huge loss, this wave of battles has negative returns.
I lost several rounds of iron pellets.
"If I had known better, I wouldn't have fired."
Moreover, even if you don't use [Banshee], melee weapons like Ichimonji still have a concept similar to "durability".
This is the information I learned after coming into contact with the Master Craftsman.
To put it simply, weapons will suffer a certain degree of wear and tear after a battle.
However, high-quality weapons, as long as they are regularly maintained and maintained, can be used frequently and kept in the best condition without being scrapped.
However, for a famous instrument like Nansen Ichimonji, the maintenance time can be extended a little longer. If you occasionally take it for maintenance, it can be kept in sharp condition for a long time.
"Abba whining!"
Kamiyagawa was still a little annoyed because there was no gain from the battle.
The little old man who originally returned to the Futiao Bronze Couple to rest appeared again.
"What's wrong?" Kamiya looked at him.
"Aba Aba!"
The little old man ran to the side of the battlefield.
He squatted down next to a Renzhao, who was probably a woman with sword wounds all over her body, and stretched out her hand to pull Renzhao's wrist.
There is a red rope tied to this beast's hand.
The red color has been embedded in the distorted blue-gray flesh, making it look extremely dazzling.
"Abba! Abba!"
The little old man shouted and said something.
Kamiyakawa leaned forward and took a moment to understand what he wanted to express——
"Tell me, you just saw a stranger woman wearing this red rope being taken into the Mountain Lama's residence not long ago?"
