Lady Lin’s First-ever Journey to Immortality Chapter 353: Believers (1)
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Close to the Pacific coast, Mount Fuji, about 100 kilometers southwest of Tokyo, is one of the largest active volcanoes in the world at an altitude of more than 3,700 meters. Although it is currently dormant, it was in the waters of Honshu Island, Japan a few years ago The earthquake also caused an unusual tremor in Mount Fuji. At that time, experts speculated that Mount Fuji was likely to be quiet because of the earthquake erupting. For some reason, the residents of Shizuoka and Yamanashi prefectures panicked.
On the top of the high mountain, there is a shrine built for the goddess "Mikakai Yahimei". It is the Fujiyama Hongu Sengen Taisha which rules over 1,300 Sengen Taisha shrines throughout the country.
In 1604 AD, Tokugawa Ieyasu added the main hall, worship hall, coin hall, and dance hall, which formed the Japanese-style ancient building complex that currently occupies a large area on the top of Mount Fuji.
Lin Luoran took everyone from the Lin family up the mountain in an open manner.
The red thing resembling the Huaxia archway is called "torii" by the locals. It is rare for this small place to have such a high gate. This is the main entrance of Mount Fuji Hongu Sengen Taisha.
Of course, ordinary tourists can't come to this place at night, but Lin Luoran led everyone on a wandering stroll, because she did not conceal her cultivation base, her arrival had already shocked the owner.
Someone came out carrying a few paper lanterns, illuminating the newly built asphalt road in front of the Taishe Gate.
Asada Saito's serious face showed a hard smile, "It's deeper and more serious, I don't know that Senior will be here at this time."
His Chinese said it was more real than his smile, Lin Luoran smiled with a reserved smile, "Fuji Mountain has a good night view. We have walked far, and we walked here without checking for a while. If we visit at night, we won’t be disturbed. Guardian Asada?"
The conversation between the two of them resembled a meeting between the two heads of state, and they all talked about politely speaking.
Li Xi'er's big amber eyes turned around. I don’t know what happened to her sister Lin tonight. In such an emergency situation, I was kind to these Japanese monks. I couldn’t talk about the topic for a long time. Secretly anxious.
Wen Guanjing was also surprised that Lin Luoran had such a side, but Dad Lin and Yuan Ye were very proud of Lin Luoran—their Lin family were just calm.
However, I don't know what happened to Luo Dong and Huang Weijian. Dad Lin was a little bit emotional. He should have been the pillar of the Lin family, but his cultivation was so poor that he was about to let his daughter get ahead.
"If seniors don't dislike it, why not come in and visit the head office?" Asada Saito's posture was very low, and Lin Luoran took advantage of the situation.
The man with a lantern is like a waiter at the shrine, silent all the way, Asada Saito can see that he is a low-handed man, and the explanations along the way are a bit dry. The two sun flags fluttering in the wind in front of the main hall door made Lin Luoran feel a little strange.
It is said that there are about one hundred thousand shrines scattered throughout Japan, and there are many "comfort monuments" and "loyal soul monuments". Like the worship in Yasukuni Shrine, these so-called loyal souls are not contaminated with Chinese civilians. The strong **** air.
Even Lin Luoran would be more intuitive, thinking of the underground palace of the blood pond under the Zhongshan Mausoleum of Jinling. It was the blood of hundreds of thousands of civilians that caused the evil spirit of blood...All of these made her feel faintly uncomfortable and showed signs of aggravation. I don’t know if those Chinese compatriots were happily coming to play, when they wrote their minds on the "painted horse" that has the effect of wishing cards, did they take into account a little bit of such a taboo? Or is she the only one who cares about the gray history recorded in the scroll?
——Perhaps there is no direct kinship. After all, they are compatriots with the same blood. They have been massacred. Isn't such a history really possible to make waves in my heart?
Wen Guanjing’s face was very solemn, even Li Xier was infected by Lin Luoran’s sudden solemn expression. Dad Lin didn’t like these low Japanese houses at all, and Yuan was also clever, guessing. His master's mind.
"Master Asada, I wonder if we can visit the goddess Moriyama?"
Since he guessed the master’s mind, Yuan, the big disciple, wisely changed the subject. Luo Dong and Huang Weijian had no news yet, and the lost Chinese monk had not been rescued yet, although Yuan also agreed with his youth. But the powerful master, depending on his temper, chopped down these shrines to only wooden stakes, but at least he must save people first, right?
Asada Saito's face condensed, of course he must nod his head in praise.
Since the door is opened to welcome the guests, of course there is no reason to prevent the guests from visiting the Lord. As the guardian of the Taisha Shrine, Asada Saito's words and deeds represent the face of Mount Fuji Sengen Taisha in the absence of the great priest. To a certain extent, what he said, in the eyes of believers, can also represent the "Goddess Muhuakai Yejiming".
Lin Luoran really went to worship the goddess, but Li Xi'er took the opportunity to take Lin Dad and Wen Guanjing to stroll around in this large community. She acted lightly, and one of them had already crossed the courtyard gate, letting those mentioning The waiters standing by with lanterns were miserable, but they had to step on clogs to keep up.
Asada Saitomoto wanted to say something, but Yuan Ye pulled him with a rigorous look on his face to ask him about the story of the "Goddess Mu Hua Kai Ye Ji Ming".
Don't respond, it is the evidence that he is not sincere in serving the goddess, which is extremely unfavorable for the upcoming selection of the great priest. If you respond, you really can't stop these people from wandering around in the big shrine and disturbing the gods.
Lin Luoran walked into the main hall. The statue of the goddess in the shrine was made of wood. She closed her eyes and felt the power of faith shrouded in the main hall. The thick black fog hit a wave, almost overturning her. A small flat boat.
What gathers here is probably the power of faith of all the goddess of Mount Fuji in Japan. Lin Luoran couldn’t help clenching her fists. The power of faith is black. I don’t know what they pray for every day. Will your wishes converge into a black aspiration?
Because of the anger in her heart, she temporarily forgot her chance at the Jokhang Temple.
She is not transformed into the mortal at the moment, and the gods have their own dojos, and how did she enter the main hall of the Sengen Taisha Shrine?
Lin Luoran hadn't recollected yet, Yuan also couldn't hold back Asada Saito. The latter quickly stepped into the hall. Lin Luoran didn't want to check again, so he said goodbye.
Everyone in Li Xi'er looked unchanging, and it seemed that there was nothing special about it.
Only the power of the black dark attribute belief in the main hall confirms the indispensable relationship between Asama Taisha and the disappearance. However, there is no clue as to where the missing people went.
Lin Luoran came and went in a hurry, and Asada Saito kept watching them leave before instructing the waiter to close the door.
He returned to the main hall, and a dark shadow emerged from the thick fog, and screamed: "Why does she have a godhead? To kill her, you must kill her."
Asada Saito was perplexed, and he couldn't care to ask what is meant by "bodily personality", and only the thought of "kill her" remained in his mind.
A rookie who does not belong to Japan, of course it is best to kill. As the most devout believer of the goddess, Asada Saito did not resist this order at all.
When the door of the main hall was lightly closed, I was confused and did not notice that tears flowed from the corners of the eyes of the wooden statue on the shrine.
Because of the tight time, Lin Luoran also did not notice that the wooden statue of this shrine was still shrouded in a **** of faith. In the black air-filled main hall, it was like Lin Luoran's own senses, like A small flat boat in a raging sea is at risk.
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"Sister, there are obviously weirdness in the big club, but we can't find out how to find it, it's really damn!"
Li Xi'er held the fingers of the immortal rope hard, thinking that she looked at Lin Luodong and Huang Weijian who grew up and didn't know what to do, she couldn't calm down.
Lin Luoran is more anxious than her, but if the power of dark faith in the main hall does not find the center, it is estimated that it is more dangerous than any struggle she has cultivated.
Without a last resort, Lin Luoran doesn't want to do something uncertain. This will not only helpless, but will harm his family.
Luo Dong and Huang Weijian, as well as the lost Chinese monks, you must hold on!
Lin Luoran is secretly anxious, and for everyone's morale, he has to hold on to his composure.
Li Xier is upset, "Then we now...?"
Lin Luoran summoned Zhao Jian, "Go back to Shibuya!"
The missing young people are all related to Shibuya. If Mount Fuji can't find anything for the time being, she will only start from Shibuya.
This time Yuan Ye Yujian was carrying Lin Dad, and Xiaojin seemed to have been forgotten by them in a corner of the mountain.
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Lin Qingxue led a team of special forces trekking at another mountain pass on Mount Fuji.
They are all equipped with the most sophisticated weapons. They are the most disciplined and strongest single-soldier team in China. Corresponding to the power of the dark attribute faith that is full of the main hall of the Sengen Taisha Shrine in the main palace, their team happens to be called "Guangming".
Will the Bright Team really bring miracles?
A special soldier suddenly gave a soft voice, and Lin Qingxue turned her head: "What's wrong?"
The special forces chose to share functions. In the white light of his communicator, many fluctuating lines and values appeared in the virtual video.
"Sir, there were signs of human activity here half an hour ago."
Technology civilization is not without its merits. Lin Qingxue clenched the psionic pistol in her hand. This is a high mountain about 3,000 meters above sea level, and not far away is the vast snow top of Mount Fuji. It's so suspicious how anyone will be active here on a snowmelt night.
"Follow the trace."
"Yes!"
Their army boots stepped on the dead branches, making a slight noise, and the direction they were moving was a valley full of snow. Lin Qingxue's breathing was inaudible. She didn't know what the truth was that she was approaching.
Even if it succeeded by luck, it would be punishment that accompanies the glory after returning home, but Lin Qingxue didn't regret it at all.
The humble female soldier also has a pure land in her heart. She is also a devout believer in some respects.