Kanagawa's police headquarters is not difficult to find.

The difficulty is that a student wearing a high school uniform in Kitahara walked into the police headquarters during class time and found Milou Kei or Fujiki Castle.

So before going to the police headquarters, Nanfeng Beiyuan bought a more formal set of clothes, and then stored his bag and changed school uniform in the locker.

But unexpectedly.

He made preparations.

Come to the police headquarters.

But at the door, I met Sanlun Gui.

"Yo, long time no see, boy."

Milou Kei was still wearing the windbreaker, her hair was greasy, and her blue-gray stubble seemed to have not been shaved for a few days. At this moment, he was squatting at the door of the police headquarters, holding a cigarette in his mouth, and the decadent uncle's breath was almost overflowing.

He seemed very surprised to see the south wind in the north.

"Life is really full of useless efforts everywhere."

Beiyuan Nanfeng pulled the collar of the shirt he had just bought, laughed at himself, then walked up to say hello: "Good morning."

"We didn't come to find you, you came to find us first, it's interesting."

Sanlun Gui squatted by the door, facing the eyes of the people around him, and still spitting out clouds and mists in his own way.

Beiyuan Nanfeng stood in front of him and said simply: "The main thing is to come to you for consultation. I wonder if it is inconvenient for Fang?"

"Consult something? OK, I have nothing to do anyway. I am very interested in you, so I will chat with you."

Sanlun Kei snuffed out the smoke and turned around and walked out with the north wind in Beiyuan: "Go and have a walk."

"Don't go in?"

Kitahara Nanfeng glanced at the police headquarters behind him.

"Local colleagues have always been unhappy with guys from Tokyo like me. Moreover, a few days ago, a deputy director came to Shizu because of some things. He slapped the table with the head of Kanagawa. He had a very unhappy relationship with him. I won't take you in and rolled my eyes."

"True Scriptures?"

"The name is taken from the other name of Yata Mirror, which is the thing that was rumored to pull Amaterasu out of the cracks of the stone. It belongs to the Tense Department as well as the Special Countermeasures class. It is specifically responsible for involving the most powerful families, shrines and the Daishens. We call it Mirror Class internally. If the one we attacked last time was not the declining Heike Kiyomori son, but the descendants of the Genji of Kamakura Hanoi, then you might have seen them."

"Understood."

Beiyuan Nanfeng nodded, without expressing his unnecessary opinions, but said casually: "You have any deputy directors inside? Are there usually management officials under the department head?"

"Of course there is no ordinary course, but we chose all the courses of subordinates. Do you know why?" Milun Kei turned his head and looked at him.

"Why?" Beiyuan Nanfeng cooperated quite well.

Miran Kei pulled the corner of her mouth: "Because these deputy section chiefs are all from Ise Shrine, they don't even have a police rank, so they can only arrange one position."

When Kitahara Nanfeng heard his tone, he smiled: "It sounds like you are quite complicated inside."

"After all, it's understandable that there is a great god like the Japanese spiritual pillar that makes it easier to get a step into the middle."

Sanlun Kei took out a cigarette, took out a lit point, slowly spit out the smoke, and changed the topic and said, "It's too far. Tell me about you. You asked me to ask for advice. What do you want to consult?"

Beiyuan Nanfeng said directly: "The erosion of the priesthood by gods."

"Why did you suddenly want to ask this?"

"interested."

Milun Kei looked at him meaningfully: "I am so interested that I can't learn anymore? If I guess correctly, today is not a day off, right?"

"I was bad before, and it was reasonable not to go to school occasionally?"

“…”

Sanlun Gui, holding a cigarette, laughed and said in a silence: "What aspect do you want to ask? There are actually many types of erosion of gods. If you want to ask the real gods, such as those caused by natural worship, what is the legendary erosion of gods, then I am powerless because I have never seen them.

But if you ask the gods born from ancestors, such as the Lord of the Ping clan, I might tell you."

"Then I think it's very lucky, and it didn't touch your knowledge blind spot."

Kitahara Nanfeng said as he took out his vibrating cell phone from his pocket and looked at it. After finding that the caller was Mr. Watanabe, he hung up the phone directly and continued, "Please tell me about it."

Sanlun Gui paused and looked at Beiyuan Nanfeng meaningfully.

then.

He pondered for a moment, and continued to walk forward, whispering: "It's not impossible. Anyway, it's all semi-public secrets. All the gods and great churches know that you, the lower-level clergy, are still kept in the dark, it doesn't matter to tell you."

Beiyuan Nanfeng followed him without saying anything.

"The erosion of gods produced by ancestor worship is actually divided into two types, one is active and the other is passive. If you have encountered the latter, it is the lord of the Ping family. He is a typical example of being eroded and eventually going crazy."

"However, apart from this typical example, there is no clergy that can suppress erosion. The process of being eroded by gods is actually a tug of war of mind. At the beginning, both the clergy and the gods are at both ends of the rope, and they compete fairly, but most of the gods do not have the psychological quality. If they can't compete for the gods with their own spiritual pollution, they can only go crazy.

However, this crazy result is considered good compared to those who actively seek erosion."

"What do you mean?" Beiyuan Nanfeng paused.

"I'll ask you first, do you think God has been alive?"

“…Isn’t it?”

"Sure enough."

Miraki followed and stopped, looked at him, and said with a smile: "Everyone thought that gods were alive all the time. In fact, with the Nara era as the dividing point, after the combination of gods and Buddhas, local beliefs and Buddhist compromises have formed a new belief system.

After this, all the gods worshipped and worshiped were dead objects.

It was not until seven years ago that the "spirit" that we called us revived, which allowed these gods who had been sacrificed and faith to survive... However, what do you think will happen if the "people" who have been dead for so long suddenly come alive?

Oh, let alone divine nature, they have no reservations of human nature. Rather than saying that they are gods, they are closer to resentful spirits."

"They have no human nature, no thinking ability, only some obsessions during their lifetime. This is why the eroded clergy must be crazy. Because the gods worshipped are a collection of madmen and vengeful spirits, they cannot talk or communicate. After the tug of war of their minds is lost, the eroded clergy can only become a combination of madmen and vengeful spirits."

Sanlun Kei threw away her cigarette butt, lowered her head and crushed it with the sole of her shoe, then raised her head again and said with a wry smile:

"It's funny. There are almost two-thirds of the shrines in the entire country, and the so-called gods worshipped are all resentful spirits.

These vengeful spirits are still worshipped. Ordinary people go to worship the gods every day, thinking of going to the shrine to worship the gods, but in the end they worship ghosts.
Chapter completed!