Gamers Are Fierce Chapter 67: Leech (Quad K)

Dozens of demonized villagers have now climbed halfway up the mountain. As soon as they stood firm, they bent their backs and fired bone spurs in the direction of the two living people.

"Go."

Li Ang waved his stick, swept away an oncoming bone spur, slammed out the door, and rushed towards the woodland on the left side of the hillside.

Wang Congshan quickly followed, and the two rushed into the forest and went straight to the Hiratsuka mansion along the mountain road.

The Hiratsuka mansion is also like a ghost at night, with a large number of strange and strange ghosts crawling out of every corner, manic roaring and attacking each other, desperate to tear the moving objects within the line of sight to pieces.

The more Li Ang and Wang Congshan advanced, the greater the resistance they encountered. Just as they were about to be surrounded by a heavy siege, the head lantern suddenly glowed,

The candle flame extends upwards for more than one meter, emitting a strong light, creating a long shadow behind the ghosts who are rushing around, making the shadow and its body entangle with each other,

Carve a path for two players.

Corresponding to this, the human head candle burns itself at an extremely fast speed, and most of it is burned in just one breath.

Li Ang had a clear understanding in his heart, held the lantern high, and ran with Wang Congshan across the front of the Hiratsuka mansion, straight to the atrium.

As the candles burned out, the two also reached the courtyard.

The ground of the courtyard is covered with black and red blood, and there are stumps and broken arms everywhere.

The black-haired creature was unscathed, still standing beside the Guiquan Well, muttering to himself, "Masumi...Yoichi..."

It's totally impossible to tell that he killed the demons everywhere.

Wang Congshan took a step forward, took out the mother and child Ksitigarbha wood carving from her pocket, and threw it forward casually.

The black-haired creature immediately raised its head and stared at it, instinctively wanting to attack, but the moment it saw the mother and child Jizo, it froze suddenly.

I saw it reaching out to catch the mother and son Jizo woodcarving, standing there, whimpering, but instead gave way to Guiquanjing.

The two players rushed forward without hesitation and jumped into the well.

Climb the gap between the masonry and the well wall with the palm of your hand, and descend rapidly step by step,

The well water below is as black as ink, spinning slowly like a vortex. Human fingers, eyeballs and even seaweed-like hair are vaguely mixed in the water.

Li Ang sank into the well water and felt the direction of the vortex and the strength of the water flow. Only then did he know that the bottom of the well was a horizontal S-shaped trap.

The so-called well water is actually the water on the bottom of the trap.

Since it is a trap, then the other end is where there is no water,

The two players swam a distance along the bottom of the water and swam to the other end of the S-shaped trap. They soon left the water and came to a spacious underground platform.

With the help of low-light vision abilities, the two of them could vaguely see that the area was round as a whole,

The lower part of the circle, where the two stand, is a ground that can be stepped on,

The upper part of the circle is a cliff leading to the abyss.

There are torch brackets on the walls on both sides of the entrance to the platform. Li Ang lit the torches with [Burning Finger]. With the light of the torches, he could finally see more clearly——

On the ground of the platform where the two of them are, there are densely packed Ksitigarbha stone statues,

The floor at the entrance of the platform, covered with sleepers and steel blocks, is a bit like a train track, but narrower than the track,

Similar to minecart rails in mines.

The track runs straight forward, all the way to the cliff,

Two iron nails were nailed to the ground on both sides of the end of the rail,

Each nail is tied with twine and hangs down the cliff.

And a black-haired figure exactly like the one beside Guiquanjing was picking up one of the twine ropes and preparing to wrap it around his waist.

Seeing the appearance of Li Ang and Wang Congshan, the figure swayed obviously, speeding up the act of winding the hemp rope.

"Stay still."

Wang Congshan shouted, raised the assault rifle and pulled the trigger,

The enchanted bullet swirled and shot, wiping the black-haired figure's feet, successfully making the opponent stop.

The two players quickly stepped forward, pulled the figure back from the edge of the cliff, and untied the hemp rope around his waist, but the other party didn't even struggle to resist.

Li Ang glanced down the cliff,

I saw the black mist in the abyss churning, ups and downs, as if something terrifying and indescribable was brewing. Just looking at it made people dizzy and tingling in the brain.

Lee Ang avoids the sight of the abyss,

The end of another hemp rope on the edge of the cliff was found, tied to a metal box, just above the fog, disappearing and appearing.

"Are you trying to end this?"

Wang Congshan looked at the silent black-haired figure and said the answer she already knew: "Mr. Folklore Scholar?"

“…”

The figure known as the Folklore Scholar shivered visibly, but still stood there and said nothing.

“You still refuse to admit it?”

Wang Congshan sighed and said calmly, "You are the Noh Mask Master of Yingke Village, the son of Shuhei Fujimura and Masumi Fujimura,

He is also the father of Tetsuya Ogasawara and Ayaka Ogasawara, a professor of folklore at Toyo University who disappeared in the ruins of Enke Village in Ogasawara in 2001, and Takeshi Ogasawara. "

The figure raised its head sharply, the black hair on its face quivering.

"I don't know if you recognize these scissors."

Seeing that the other party had been silent, Wang Congshan simply took the scissors from Li Ang's hand and waved it in his hand, "We used these scissors from the Hiratsuka family mansion to destroy the torii gates outside the Enke Shrine. 's note with a rope seal.

In the long-abandoned shrine, I saw a large number of skeletons in kimonos, with no obvious injuries on the body surface, and hugged together.

However, there is something odd.

The so-called seal, of course, is to block some evil, unknown, and unfortunate things.

However, there are no demons and ghosts in the shrine, only a place of corpses,

Instead, outside the shrine, all over the Yuanke Village, hundreds of ghosts walk at night.

Then what is the seal of the torii? "

Wang Congshan paused, seeing that the other party had no intention of speaking, and continued: "Obviously, the seal of the torii is not aimed at the bones in the shrine,

It is the ghost outside the shrine, preventing the ghost from entering the enchantment range.

The effect of the enchantment is quite good, successfully protecting everyone in the shrine when disaster strikes.

It is a pity that the survivors in the shrine are still all dead, dying of starvation and despair. "

The figure shuddered a bit, fluffy and messy hair bobbing up and down.

"Why panic?"

Wang Congshan tilted her head in confusion, and said calmly: "This disaster in Yuanke Village, which happened in July of Showa 54, has nothing to do with you.

Because in terms of age, you were only eight or nine years old at the time.

The real cause of the disaster is the Hiratsuka family, and your mother, Masumi Fujimura..."

"It's not like that!"

The figure finally spoke. He clenched his fists and breathed heavily, "It's not like this..."

"What's that?"

Wang Congshan didn't have any mood swings, she didn't change her attitude at all because she played Ayaka Ogasawara, the daughter of the folklorist Shoghi Ogasawara, but calmly said: "Do you have to tell me? ?

Your mother, father, brother, and even everyone in the village died in that disaster because of you..."

"...not so. You don't understand."

Ogasawara took a deep breath and was about to say something when she heard a loud bang,

The whole underground space trembled and shook,

The solid dome above which I don't know how many tons of soil it carries, has generated countless cracks,

A large amount of dust rustled down, and the entire underground space seemed to collapse and collapse in the next second.

"It's too late,"

Ogasawara glanced up at him, and shook his arm vigorously, trying to shake Li Ang's palm away, "Let's go, get out of here, I'll end it all."

However, Li Ang held his wrist firmly and said calmly in the midst of the collapsed scene: "There is still a lot of time. We have plenty of time to understand the truth."

“…”

Ogasawara struggled for a while, but couldn't break free, so he had to give up the struggle and sighed sadly: "Why did you come to me..."

Li Ang and Wang Congshan didn't respond, Ogasawara let out a sigh of relief as if resigned, and finally spoke, but first told a seemingly unrelated content.

"Myths are a kind of folk literature. They are a kind of spiritual sustenance of longing or paralysis produced by ancient human beings in order to understand and control nature under difficult living conditions.

Those fairy tales that can be passed down orally and passed down in the long history usually have their own special features.

Or to satisfy people's interests,

Or can play an educational role in daily life, so that it is considered valuable and can be passed down for thousands of years - such as filial piety, cherishing family members, keeping promises, etc. "

Ogasawara paused for a moment and said, "This is the basic knowledge of folklore, and it is also the basis for folklore scholars to conduct folk visits.

We need to understand the local ancestors through legends and stories, and create the material basis and emotional logic of the stories in ancient times.

The myth of the origin of Yuanke Village is relatively well-known in the surrounding areas of Gangsen County,

Even after the destruction of Yuanke Village, this myth has not completely disappeared,

Instead, with the disappearance of Yuanke Village, it has become a hot topic in the field of folklore.

You should know this. "

Li Ang and Wang Congshan didn't say anything, they are not from this world, I don't know this,

However, this does not prevent Ogasawara from continuing to talk about it.

"In this myth, the samurai's wife died in childbirth in the process of giving birth to a leech. The samurai offered sacrifices to the **** of karma, and with the help of hemp rope, he came to the country of Huangquan to live with his wife. Misunderstanding, and then eliminating the misunderstanding, and finally reconciling,

The samurai took the children to live on the edge of the mountain, and every once in a while, they could pass the hemp rope in the well and meet the wife of the country of Huangquan. "

Ogasawara paused for a moment and said: "It seems like a happy story, but there is a key problem. That is the leech child born by the samurai couple.

The leech was a child without hands and feet, and it was almost impossible to survive in ancient times.

Even in mythology, Izanagi and Izanami, who created Hijima, had to put the leeches on a boat made of reeds after inbreeding and gave birth to leeches. Self-floating at sea.

Back to the original topic, at the end of this Yuanshan story, it is only mentioned that the daughters of the samurai grew up and found their husbands and established a village on Yuanshan, which was later called Yuanke Village.

So, where did the leeches go?

If the leech was still alive after birth, why did the samurai not ask the **** of karma to restore the leech to its original state?

If the leech also died, why was there no mention of the leech in the story in the Land of Yellow Springs?

There is only one answer, and that is the leeches, which the samurai himself offered to the **** of karma and prayed for help.

Because of this, he is completely absent in the second half of the story. "

Shoji Ogasawara said: "This is the biggest problem with this myth,

This chillingly evil myth must have its origins in a very distant era.

Even some other parts of the story itself are real,

Just because it is too evil and weird to be understood and recognized,

And had to cover it up with seemingly normal myths.

If you speculate on the story itself with the greatest malice, then it is not difficult to draw a conclusion——

The samurai sacrificed his dead leeches in order to meet his dead wife again in order to reach the Land of Yellow Springs.

And because of the strange and special nature of Yuanshan itself, the samurai were reluctant to move out of this place, so they built a village here, and their ancestors have lived for a long time~IndoMTL.com~ and so on,"

Li Ang thought for a while and pointed to the turbid black mist below the cliff, "You mean, the abyss below Yuanke Village is the Land of Yellow Springs?"

Even if he didn't use his psionic powers, he could feel the ancient and deep evil aura in the abyss below.

If you really use your spiritual sense to look carefully, in the current state of being bound, I am afraid that you will run out of sanity if you don't watch it for a few seconds, and you will be completely crazy.

"Not really,"

Ogasawara looked at the abyss as if holding a huge fear, and said, "This is just the entrance to the Land of Yellow Springs.

As metaphors in mythology,

Yuanke Village is built above the entrance of Huangquanguo. Only through a certain ritual can the entrance of Huangquanguo be opened.

And reach the real land of springs through the sacred, symbolic linking rope. "