Close to the Pacific coast, Mount Fuji, about 100 kilometers southwest of Tokyo, is more than 3,700 meters above sea level. It is one of the largest active volcanoes in the world. Although it is currently dormant, the earthquake in the sea area of Honshu Island, Japan a few years ago is still alive. It triggered an unusual tremor of Mount Fuji. At that time, experts speculated that Mount Fuji was likely to erupt due to the earthquake. For some reason, it became quiet again, which made the residents of Shizuoka and Yamanashi prefecture panic for nothing.
On the top of the high mountain, there is a shrine built for the goddess "Muhuakai Yejiming", which is the one that rules more than 1,300 Asama Taisha in the country, the Mount Fuji Hongu Asama Taisha.
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 occupies a lot of land on the top of Mount Fuji.
Lin Luoran led the members of the Lin family up the mountain in an open and honest manner.
The red thing similar to the Chinese archway is called "Torii" by the locals. It is rare to have such a high gate in this small place. This is the main entrance of Mount Fuji Hongu Sengen Taisha Shrine.
Ordinary tourists are of course not allowed to come to this place at night, but Lin Luoran led everyone for a stroll, because she made no secret of her cultivation, and her arrival had already alarmed the owner.
Someone came out with a few paper lanterns, illuminating the newly built asphalt road in front of the Dashe.
Asada Saito showed a hard smile on his serious face, "It's even deeper, I didn't know that senior would come at this time."
He spoke Chinese more clearly than his smile, and Lin Luoran smiled reservedly, "The night view of Mt. Fuji is pretty good. We walked a long way and came here without checking for a while. If you visit at night, don't disturb me, Guard Officer Asada. grown ups?"
The conversation between the two was very similar to the meeting between the heads of state of the two countries, and what they said were all high-sounding and polite nonsense.
Li Xi'er's big amber-like eyes turned around, wondering what happened to her Senior Sister Lin tonight. In such an urgent situation, she was polite to these Japanese monks. She couldn't get to the point for a long time, which made people secretly anxious.
Wen Guanjing was also surprised that Lin Luoran still had such a side, but Lin's father and Yuan Ye were very proud of Lin Luoran—they, the Lin family, just couldn't hold their breath.
However, it is not known what happened to Luo Dong and Huang Weijian. Father Lin was a little bit emotional, he should have been the pillar of the Lin family, but his cultivation was so poor that he wanted his daughter to be the leader.
"Senior, if you don't mind, why don't you come in and take a look at the head office?" Asada Saito lowered his posture, and Lin Luoran followed the trend.
The person holding the lantern looked like a servant of the shrine, and he was silent all the way. Asada Saito could see that he was a lowly person, and the explanations along the way were a bit dry. The two sun flags fluttering in the wind on the left and right in front of the main hall made Lin Luoran feel a little strange.
It is said that in about 100,000 shrines scattered throughout Japan, there are many "monuments of consolation" and "monuments of loyal souls". Just like the enshrining in the Yasukuni Shrine, these so-called loyal souls are stained with the strong blood of Chinese civilians. gas.
Even Lin Luoran would be more intuitive, thinking of the Blood Pool Underground Palace under Zhongshan Mausoleum in Jinling. It was the blood of hundreds of thousands of civilians that caused the blood demonic energy... All these made the slight discomfort in her heart worsen. I don’t know if those Chinese compatriots took into account such taboos when they came to play happily and wrote their hearts on the "painted horse" that functions like a wishing card
Or is it only she who cares so much about the gray and white history recorded in the scroll
—Maybe there is no direct kinship relationship, after all, they are compatriots with the same blood, and they were massacred on a large scale. Can such a history really not stir up a slight wave in my heart
Wen Guanjing's complexion was serious, and even Li Xi'er was affected by Lin Luoran's sudden solemn expression. Lin's father didn't like these low Japanese-style houses at all. respectful thoughts.
"Master Asada, I wonder if we can pay our respects to the Goddess of the Mountain?"
Now that he had guessed what the master was thinking, the big disciple Yuan Ye cleverly changed the subject. There was no news about Luo Dong and Huang Weijian, and the fallen Huaxia cultivator had not yet been rescued. Although Yuan Ye also agreed with his young but powerful Master, let your own temper cut down this shrine to only wooden stakes, but at least you have to save people first, right
Asada Saito's face froze, of course he had to nod in approval.
Since the door is opened to welcome guests, of course there is no reason not to allow guests to pay homage to the Lord. As the guard of the Taisha, in the absence of the Grand Priest, Asada Saito's words and deeds represent the face of Mount Fuji Hongu Asama Taisha. To some extent, what he said, in the eyes of believers, can also represent the "Goddess of Muhua Blooming Yeji Ming".
Lin Luoran really went to worship the goddess, but Li Xi'er took the opportunity to drag Papa Lin and Wen Guanjing to wander around the big shrine. She moved lightly and jumped over the gate of the courtyard, letting those who were holding lanterns stand by. The waiters are miserable, but they still have to keep up with clogs.
Asada Saito wanted to speak, but Yuan Ye pulled him with a serious face to ask him about the deeds of "Wood Flower Blooming Ye Jiming Goddess".
If you don't respond, it will be evidence that he is dishonest in serving the goddess, which is extremely detrimental to the upcoming selection of the great priest. If you respond, it really can't stop these people from wandering around in the big society 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 to feel the power of faith shrouded in the main hall. The thick black fog hit a wave, which almost overturned her little one. boat.
The power of faith gathered here is probably the power of faith of all the Japanese who believe in the guardian goddess of Mt. Will it gather into a black wish
Because of the fright and anger in her heart, she forgot the encounter in Jokhang Temple for a moment.
She has not turned into a mortal at this moment, and the gods have their own dojos. How did she, who has the godhead, enter the main hall of Asama Taisha
Lin Luoran hadn't recalled it yet, and Yuan couldn't hold back Asada Saito anymore. The latter walked into the hall quickly, but Lin Luoran couldn't check again, so he excused himself and left.
Li Xi'er and everyone's expressions remained unchanged, and it seemed that they didn't find anything special.
Only the black power of faith in the dark attribute in the main hall proves that there is an inescapable relationship between Asama Taisha Shrine and the disappearance. However, there is no clue of where the missing people went.
Lin Luoran and the others came and went in a hurry, Asada Saito watched them leave before ordering the waiter to close the door.
When he returned to the main hall, a black shadow split out of the thick fog and screamed: "Why is she full of godheads? If you kill her, you must kill her."
Saito Asada's eyes were confused, and he didn't bother to ask what it meant to be "divine in body", and only thought of "kill her" was left in his mind.
For rookies who do not belong to Japan, it is of course best to kill them. 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 gently closed, he didn't realize that there were tears streaming from the corners of the eyes of the wooden statue on the shrine.
Because of time constraints, Lin Luoran also did not realize that the wooden statue of this shrine was covered with a layer of white power of faith. In the main hall filled with black air, just like Lin Luoran's own senses, it was like a leaf of anger. The small boat in the raging sea is in danger.
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"Senior sister, there are obviously weird things in that big society, but we can't find out, it's really disgusting!"
Li Xi'er held the fingers that tied the fairy rope hard, and she couldn't calm down when she thought that Lin Luodong and Huang Weijian, who she had watched growing up, didn't know what to do.
Lin Luoran was more anxious than her, but if the dark power of faith in the main hall could not be found, it would probably be more dangerous to deal with than any struggle in her practice.
Unless it is absolutely necessary, Lin Luoran doesn't want to do something he is not sure of. Not only will it be useless, but it will harm his family.
Luo Dong, Huang Weijian, and the fallen Huaxia monks, you must persevere!
Lin Luoran was secretly anxious. For the sake of everyone's morale, she had to maintain her composure.
Li Xi'er was annoyed, "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 can only start from Shibuya.
This time Yuan Ye Yujian was carrying Dad Lin, Xiao Jin seemed to be forgotten by them in a corner of the mountains.
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Lin Qingxue led a team of special forces to trek through another trailhead of Mount Fuji.
They are all equipped with the most sophisticated weapons, they are the most disciplined and the most powerful squad in China. Corresponding to the power of faith of the dark attribute filled in the main hall of Hongu Asama Taisha, their team happened to be called "Brightness".
Will the Bright Squad really do miracles
A special soldier suddenly let out a light surprise, Lin Qingxue turned her head: "What's wrong?"
The special soldier chose function sharing. 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."
Technological civilization is not without merit, Lin Qingxue clenched the psionic pistol in her hand, this place is a high mountain with an altitude of about 3,000 meters, not far away is the vast snow top of Mount Fuji. How could anyone be active here on a snowy night? It was too suspicious.
"Follow the trail."
"yes!"
Their military boots stepped on dead branches, making a slight sound, and the direction they were heading was a valley covered with snow. Lin Qingxue's breathing was inaudible, she didn't know what kind of truth she was approaching.
Even if she succeeded by luck, punishment would inevitably come with the glory after returning home, but Lin Qingxue didn't regret it at all.
A humble female soldier also has a pure land to stick to in her heart. In a certain way, she can be regarded as a devout believer.