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 filthy and weird bulges of 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 the name "Xu Fu" was not only heard by Kamitani River.
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 Mini 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 servant were tortured to death by the sound that seemed to come from the void, a blurry red light ball jumped out from Kamiyakawa's body.
It is a dream-eating tapir that enters the state of "Dream Equality".
[Dream Qiwu: I am also a dream. Tapir covers itself with dreamy red light, blurring the boundary between itself and the dream, and enters the dream Qiwu state. When entering the dream Qiwu state, Tapir can no longer use other skills, but is immune to most attacks.
And heal itself quickly.]
The dream-eating tapir, who was in the same state, quickly left Shengu's side and left the area affected by the murmur before solidifying into a physical form again.
"Puff——"
The tapir envelopes 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 full of colorful flowers.
The sun is warm, the birds are singing, the flowers are fragrant, the bees are flying, the butterflies are dancing, and the water is gurgling.
Kamiyakawa didn't know why he appeared here, and he didn't know what he was doing here. He just felt peaceful.
This was a beautiful dream created for him by the Dream-Eating Tapir.
Dreams never need a reason.
Kamiya only stayed in the dream for about five seconds before being awakened by the dream-eating tapir.
Because his original thoughts were forcibly interrupted when he fell into a dream, it 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 he had just encountered, Kamiyagawa looked at the Dream-Eating Tapir not far away, "Tapir, did you save me?"
The white little cub of Kaitan just shook its long nose with a little pride: "Puff, puff."
"Thank you, you did a great job. 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 happened just now.
"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 suffering from depression, Kamiyakawa is now unwilling 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 he couldn't think too much about it, Kamiya still 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, centered on himself, will be simultaneously affected by the gibbering.
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 of life. 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 Gaotian Plain and ask the medicine seller. If nothing else, he should have been the East Crosser's apprentice."
After thinking about it hastily, Kamiyagawa 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 Bronze 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.
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Pig King's Cave.
The Kuseirou puppet returned to normal at the same time as its controller Kamiyagawa, and stood up from the ground with a slightly stiff movement.
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"By the way, this boy's prototype is not a medicine seller, right? It's so 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 receiving the courtesy of 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 clothing description of these people, they are not members of the Eastwarders, 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, it is natural for the Kamiya River to draw such an inference.
The fourth mural——
Beside Mount Fuji, a majestic non-human figure is standing. He seems to be integrated with the mountain, harmonious and natural, and one integrated body.
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. Touching this painting 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." Kamiyakawa 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 mountain looks very painful.
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, protecting the area, was wantonly destroying and destroying human villages.
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, and it seems like it has happened many times in Japan's history."
"However, I'm afraid this painting depicts more than just a volcanic eruption. The mountain god seems to have fallen for some reason."
"Tou Shanyan...is this how you come 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 indigenous people 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 subjugates 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, leaving behind
It's made of something that came down, so it makes sense."
"I just don't know what roles each of the Pig 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 and walked 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 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 the word Nanquan.
Prajna, who has been standing by his side, rotates the two masks suspended around his waist, and the weird white mask among them becomes more and more active, as if it is coming to life.
In the next scene, 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, making him look strange.
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 once saw this thing in Shan Lao's kitchen.
When a living person enters the other world, if he dies too many times, his living soul will be peeled off and he will forget 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 clothes that had been torn in the process of turning into monsters.
By exposing the strange secondary sexual characteristics, 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 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...
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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 jaw and mouth had been stabbed by Kamiyagawa had its throat trembling, letting out a dry low growl, and constantly twitching its deformed limbs and struggling.
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"Put your head down."
Kamiya pulled the trigger.
There was a "bang" sound, and the spirit-breaking iron projectile penetrated Zhe's head, exploding into a red and white sticky substance.
This is the last humanoid.
The final execution at Kamiya River ended, and the sudden encounter was declared a victory.
The fighting power of Chi is stronger than expected.
These things have no tendency to visit, and no rating can be seen, but after a battle, Kamiya feels that it is much stronger than the human-faced tree in the sea of trees.
The strength can be compared to the upper-class strong men in the F-rated ghost story.
"After the human body is transformed into an evil spirit in the other world, it can have combat power similar to that of an advanced F-class monster. This is somewhat beyond my expectation."
Kamiyagawa withdrew the [Banshee] and shook off the dirt on the dagger.
Then, he took out his cell phone again.
Glancing at the mobile phone, Kamiya's expression was puzzled at first, and then became slightly distorted: "After destroying the human demon, 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 reason for the human head balloon is that 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 deformation of the human body is different from the real ghost story. It may really not 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 God of Craftsmanship.
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 as new 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 human being who was covered with sword wounds, probably a female, and stretched out his hand to pull the human'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 over and took a moment to understand what he wanted to express——
"You said that not long ago you saw a stranger woman wearing this red rope being taken into the Mountain Lama's residence?"
