There is a lake in the middle of the mountain. The water in the lake is blue-black, so it is called Kurokawa Mountain.
There are few people around Kurokawa Mountain, but at the foot of Kurokawa Mountain, there are several scattered villages, the largest of which is called Kurokawa Shimomura.
The time has come to July of 1855. After walking for almost two months, the three people from Zuocun finally took advantage of the scorching heat and arrived at Kurokawa Mountain.
Samura once passed through Kurokawa Mountain in January 1855, and at that time, he encountered something.
What he encountered was also the reason why he could face Miss Aaron calmly.
That's... a monster.
...
Samura has become a little gloomy since he came to Shinano.
His brows were always furrowed, and his hand never left He He's knife handle.
He He got it from Zuo Cun from Shui Xinzi Zhengci. Until now, it has not been unsheathed once.
The first time this famous sword was unsheathed, Samura would leave it to the monster.
That... monster that made Samura grit his teeth.
On January 15, 1855, it snowed heavily.
Zuo Cun wore a bamboo hat and a raincoat and walked through the snow.
It's not quite north, but the altitude is still relatively high and the temperature is very low.
Zuo Cun was used to walking in the snow. Although he looked thin, once he took off his Wu clothes, he was full of muscles and had a great physique.
Moreover, if you are injured, you will recover quickly. Dr. Lu Silan said that your health will be better.
"Ah, it's a mountain." Zuo Cun looked at the Kurokawa Mountain in the distance and said.
Rubbing his eyes with his fingers and wiping off the snow on his eyelashes, Zuo Cun smiled.
During this period of time traveling around Japan, he finally figured out the rules.
If you see a mountain or a river, then it is basically not far from the village. Even if there is no village, there will be a shrine, shrine or something.
He looked up at the sun. It was still early.
"Let's go up the mountain and have a look."
He shook off the thick snow on his body and chose to go up the mountain.
He has been walking like this all night. Sometimes when it gets dark and he can't find a place to live, Zuo Cun will choose to walk all night until he finds a village or town.
Zuocun chose to go up the mountain not for fun, but because he wanted to go to a higher place, observe the terrain, and see if there was any resting place around him.
He was now wearing heavy clothes, and the snow had condensed on his back, making him feel very heavy. Zuocun could not use the method of jumping between the tree canopies, so he could only walk up the mountain through the thick snow.
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At noon, Zuocun reached the top of the mountain, but the sight in front of him surprised him.
In the middle of the top of the mountain, there is a lake, and the surrounding mountains form a ring, wrapping the lake in the center of the mountain.
But this is not what surprised Zuo Cun.
The water of this lake, which is not too big, is a very deep blue-black color, and in this weather with heavy snowfall, it does not freeze, but remains liquid.
Zuocun jumped from the mountain and stood firmly by the lake.
"It's amazing..."
He squatted down by the lake and looked at the water.
The blue-black lake water had no ripples, and Zuo Cun could clearly see his face in the lake water.
"...The first priority is to find a place to rest." Zuo Cun stood up and moved his body.
Although the lake is magical, Zuocun also wants to take a winter swim, but now, it is more important to find a place to rest.
He returned to the top of the mountain and walked along a circle of ridges, looking out as he walked.
"Ah, there is indeed a village."
On the west side of the mountain, Zuocun saw a village, which was quite large.
Zuo Cun smiled. It seemed that there was no need to move forward at night tonight. Although the moonlight was very bright on the snow, it was really cold.
It took Zuo Cun twenty minutes to get down from the top of the mountain to the village. He looked at a large stone at the entrance of the village, which should be carved with the name of the village.
"Kurokawa Shimomura..."
There are no sentries in the village, and there are only two main roads horizontally and vertically. When Zuocun walked into the village, he found that the village was unexpectedly deserted.
He frowned.
The houses in the village all look old, as if no one has lived in them for a while.
But the arrangement of various things made Zuocun feel that this village should be inhabited.
This village called Kurokawa Shimomura made Zuo Cun feel very strange.
Zuo Village circled twice and didn't see a single villager.
"Weird..." Zuo Cun felt something was wrong.
He pushed open the door of a residence and walked in.
The courtyard was generally covered with snow and looked a bit desolate.
"Excuse me." Zuo Cun walked straight into the living room and said unceremoniously.
There was nothing in the room, but there was strangely no dust, and everything seemed in order.
There are even teacups on the tea table.
Zuo Cun picked up a teacup.
There is no water in the tea cup, but it is very clean.
call--
Zuo Cun's ears caught a hint of sound.
He subconsciously held the handle of the knife and turned his head to look without shouting.
The courtyard was still empty.
Zuo Cun left the living room and frowned.
What happened to this village?
Why is there so much unreasonable weirdness everywhere?
Zuo Cun left this residence and walked to another residence.
The house was relatively small. When Zuo Cun opened the door, he only smelled a musty smell.
Approaching the table, there was a plate on it. On the plate was a rotten and moldy chicken.
"This..." Zuo Cun suddenly felt a little uncomfortable in his heart.
This is an early warning of malicious intent.
Somewhere somewhere, something was looking at me, exuding malice towards me.
And this malice is very strong.
"Tsk." Zuo Cun lowered his head and thought for a moment.
He rushed out of the house, jumped onto the roof, and quickly left the village.
But the feeling of being stared at with malice has not gone away at all.
He came to a wasteland and pulled out his sword.
"Please show up." Although he was a little scared and hairy, Zuo Cun's eyes were cold and his aura was as strong as a sword as he looked around.
After Zuo Cun drew his sword, the malice slowly subsided.
Zuocun felt his clenched heart relax. He took two deep breaths and looked at Kurokawa Shimomura not far away.
Something definitely happened in this village that shouldn't happen.
He sheathed his sword and lowered his head to think.
Then he took his own steps.
Samurai, the privileged class. Essentially not for pleasure, but to lead people.
He decided to go to the village again to investigate what happened in the village.
If the person who came here today was not Zuo Cun, but someone else, that suffocating malice would be enough to kill a person.
A drowsy figure halfway up the mountain shook the snow off his body.
Underneath the white snow, black hair was exposed.