"The guest is planning to go to Morimiyayama?"

The middle-aged waitress raised her eyes and her mouth twitched, as if she had something to say, but she was a little indescribable.

"Just listen to friends' recommendations."

Xichengshi's expression remained unchanged and she smiled at the middle-aged waiter and said.

"Friends recommend it..." The waitress pondered, then quickly lowered her head and muttered softly:

"Is it possible that I have a grudge against that friend?"

This sentence is light and urgent. If Xicheng-style body had not surpassed ordinary people with the strengthening of death energy, it would have been impossible to hear it.

After muttering this, the waiter raised his head again:

"If guests plan to visit, I would recommend places like Qianqiu Park. As for Morimiyayama... I personally recommend not to go there."

"Oh? What's the reason here?"

Xicheng style pretended to be puzzled.

But looking at the waiter's hesitant expression, he actually probably understood.

Something must have happened in Morimiya Mountain.

Seeing the questioning of the Nishicheng style, the waiter sighed and said with no means of help: "In fact, there have been several missing tourists near Morimiya Mountain."

"Yeah?"

Sure enough? Several missing tourists have occurred near Morimiya Mountain...

Maybe it was done by those members of the Yongji Association who were guarding the Morimiya Mountain.

"Well, because Morimiyayama does not have a dedicated manager, and there are often mountain bears nearby, it is not a good place to visit."

The waitress shook her head.

"Oh...so that's it." Xichengshi nodded thoughtfully.

There are bears in Akita Prefecture. There were reports of man-eating black bears a few years ago, and it was not surprising that tourists were missing in the bears.

The waitress continued: "And that mountain is not a good place in our area, there are many rumors..."

She was just about to continue talking, but was interrupted by the voice next to her.

"Fortunately, customers are still waiting for dinner, so don't chat. And talking about such unpleasant topics will make customers unhappy."

The middle-aged male chef wearing a navy blue apron and a kitchen hat was looking here.

He spoke with a particularly heavy Akita accent, which was somewhat different from the Japanese standard language.

It can be heard that the other party should be a local from Akita.

Xicheng style was not surprised by the sudden attack on Cheng Yaojin.

After all, some Japanese people have a strong sense of regionalism and are very xenophobic, and they cannot listen to others' bad words about their hometowns.

But this doesn't work—

Xicheng Style also wants to hear the "many rumors" that the waitress has not finished saying.

He simply opened the seat in front of the counter and said to the chef with a gentle expression: "It's so rude to ask so many questions just now, but I didn't ask those words out of simple curiosity."

As he said that, Xichengshi took out a business card from his arms.

The business card attracted the chef's gaze. He looked over and couldn't help but recite:

"...Mr. Xicheng...The author of horror novels?"

"That's right. I came to Akita this time and wanted to use the scenery to find some urban legends, spiritual fields, ghosts and other topics. I am actually very welcome."

In order to cope with such occasions, Xicheng Style has long printed a batch of business cards of various identities.

Using these fake identities, it is easy to get closer to others.

When Xicheng style says these words, he has serious eyes and careful conversation.

It looks like a novel author who is for the purpose of drawing materials.

"So that's it, he's a writer."

The chef brought the West City-style dishes and his eyes became much gentler.

Japan seems to have a natural worship of writing workers, and the slightly more famous one is Osamu.

This guy pulled a few female students to jump into the river to commit suicide... Even if he was depressed and irresponsible to other people's lives, many people in Japan admired him.

And if Nishijo-style horror novels are well-written, maybe some tourists can be attracted to Akita for sightseeing.

Thinking of this, the restaurant chef can understand the Xicheng style inquiry.

He thought for a while and said, "Actually, the secrets that are not very important among the locals in Xianbei City. They are nothing more than legends like the spiritual field and the holy land of killing."

The spiritual field, according to Japan's ancient explanation, is where souls gather.

As for the Holy Land of Self-Killing... This is a popular saying among young Japanese people in recent years. When choosing their own end in the Holy Land of Self-Killing, the soul can also ascend to heaven smoothly and will not linger in the present world.

"What is the specific content of the legend?"

After drinking the Miso soup in Nishicheng Style, he asked.

"I remember there was a saying a long time ago."

The chef thought for a moment and replied:

"Enter the land where the white mist spreads, climb over the layers of fog peaks, and in the Buddhist temples and temples surrounded by white mist, if you can get the forgiveness of the son of Baiwu who lives there, even the soul who commits suicide will be comforted."

Listening to his instructions, Xicheng-style eyebrows raised.

The Valley of Mist Hidden, Mist Peak, White Mist Temple...?

Although the last one of the White Mist Sons Xicheng styles could not associate with the White Mist God Sons...

But the legend of suicide holy land Mori Miyayama is undoubtedly talking about the Baiwu family.

"This is a very famous ancient legend in our place. Because of this legend, many tourists from other places have recently committed suicide in Morimiyayama."

The chef couldn't help but waved his hand in disgust.

In his opinion, these people were really idle.

"That's right, thank you very much." Xichengshi nodded as she thought.

The other party's words are very valuable for reference, at least they have given him a more specific understanding of the Bai Wu family.

And since Morimiyayama is so famous-

Open your phone in Xicheng style and search for the keywords Morimiyayama.

Countless entries jumped out.

‘Morimiya Mountain? The Demon Mountain that seduces suicide!’

‘Reveal the true face of the missing tourists from Morimiyayama, Sentoki City, Akita Prefecture!’

‘The son of Mizuki? Morimiya Yamada deciphered it!’

Various statements are circulating on the Japanese SNS network.

Some people say that even if you don’t have the idea of ​​committing suicide, as long as you go to Morimiyayama, people who don’t want to commit suicide will want to commit suicide.

Some people also say that the disappearance of tourists from Morimiyayama was caused by the attacks of pedestrians by local black bears.

Anyway, these people have their own arguments.

“This is really famous.”

The Xicheng-style eyes flashed.

He finished the meal and walked out of the restaurant after checking out.

Combined with the recent reports of tourists missing on the Internet, Xicheng Style can basically be confirmed.

Morimiyayama—

There are indeed people from the Eternal Sacrifice Society guarding them.

Yes.

Someone is hiding in the deep and shady snow forest.

When you are not paying attention...

Extend your hand.

Pull you into the vast forest.
Chapter completed!