Riyueshan Miko, Renzhu, Kurosawa Yuri...
I was immersed in these names, and those strange yellowed photos.
"Dad, Grandpa, I've already contacted Japan. If I really want to go, I can help you book the hotel closest to Riyue Mountain." Mo Qin held the phone and pressed one hand on it, apparently not hanging up the phone .
"That's really troublesome for you." The head of the Mo family said to Mo Qin.
She shook her head with a smile, turned around, and fluent Japanese poured out of her mouth.
"Third sister is very powerful." Mo Yin came to me and handed me the information of this incident. Cracks appeared on his usually cold face, and he had a doting smile.
She praised her sister unreservedly, and looked at Mo Qin proudly: "She is proficient in five languages, and she is a diplomat of our Mo family."
No wonder, Moqin is so fluent in Japanese, and he talks with confidence with the person on the other end of the phone.
The head of the Mo family and the old man Mo came over, looked at me with some embarrassment, and said falteringly: "Rong... the queen..."
This describes that I feel uncomfortable when I hear it. I didn't want to tell them my real identity at first, just to avoid the current situation.
Originally a good relationship, now it is very awkward, I can only say helplessly: "Don't be so cautious, even if I am the Queen of Hades, this identity is only valid in the underworld, you can call me Ronghua, or Xiaohua .”
I really can't afford to have a few elders who are several rounds older than me respect me.
They also seem to have seen my intentions, and they didn't forcefully call me queen queen, so I felt a little more comfortable.
"When is the departure?"
I couldn't help asking, the current situation is not optimistic, it can be said that we are not allowed to procrastinate. After discussing with the Japanese side, Moqin came over and said, "The tickets have been booked for you. You should start immediately, and you should be able to catch up." One flight."
As soon as she finished speaking, several members of the Mo Family began to quickly pack their luggage for departure.
Mo Jin has been pulling her brother and sister, clamoring to go together, but was ordered to stay at home, she finally left in discouragement, according to Mo Qin, she probably hid in her room again, with us I'm angry.
I'm used to her childish behavior that doesn't match her age from time to time, but I don't feel disgusted. Knowing that she has returned to the room, I feel relieved.
What happened this time is no small matter, I don't want Mo Jin to risk himself with us.
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The plane soon stopped at Osaka International Airport. I carried a backpack with a small amount of change of clothes in it. Yang Yi carried a big hiking bag on his back. Since he went to the old house that time, he has been became more cautious.
There must be a lot of necessities in there.
Mr. Mo's physical condition does not allow him to travel long distances, so the head of the Mo family and the three brothers and sisters of the Mo family came here, along with people sent by the An family.
When we walked out of the airport, we saw a middle-aged couple waving to us with a sign in their hands.
"Are they..." I asked Moqin suspiciously.
"They are the Qingshui couple who came to welcome us, and they are also one of the few people who know the secrets of Riyue Mountain."
The middle-aged couple standing there wore very ordinary clothes, and both of them had friendly and enthusiastic smiles on their faces.
After they arranged us in the hotel, we planned to go to their home.
Since there are a lot of people on the move, it is definitely not suitable to go to other people's homes all at once, it will be very rude.
So after everyone's discussion, let us juniors go to visit, and the elders discuss the next actions and plans in the hotel.
After the division of labor was over, we went to their home with Shimizu and his wife.
I always thought they would live in an apartment that is very common in Japan, but I didn't expect it to be an old small house that can only be found in the countryside.
They welcomed us in, and because none of us knew much about Japanese traditions, such as taking off our shoes when entering a room, we had a lot of embarrassment.
Fortunately, Shimizu and his wife didn't mind.
When we sat down, I winked at Moqin. She was the only one who could speak Japanese, so I motioned her to ask and get straight to the point.
Mrs. Shimizu was kneeling and pouring tea for us, while Mr. Shimizu was sitting by the window, thinking.
"This trip has worked hard for you, come, have some tea."
Moqin translated for us, and I directly explained our purpose.
"Mrs. Qingshui, we want to know more about Riyue Mountain and these..." I put the photos I brought on the table and pushed them in front of her.
I clearly caught the panic and bewilderment in Mrs. Shimizu's eyes. When she saw the wedding photo of Kurosawa Yuri on the top, her eyes dodged for a moment.
Sure enough, Mrs. Shimizu must know something.
"Please tell us." I said excitedly, and Moqin grabbed my shoulders, signaling me not to press too hard. After listening, I immediately retracted my forward body, and collapsed decadently. sit there.
Mo Yin has been sitting quietly at the side, and Mo Yuan is the same, but he is holding a notebook in his hand, it seems that he is preparing to record important information.
Mrs. Qingshui waved to her husband by the window: "Husband, come here."
After she finished speaking, she shook her hands and tremblingly picked up a few photos on the table, her eyes filled with tears instantly, and the flesh hanging down her face trembled accordingly.
"I know, I naturally know the people above..."
She touched Kurosawa in the photo with her hand, but a scene that didn't match the photo was reflected in her pupils.
It seems that through her eyes, one can know what kind of unknown secret lies behind these photos.
I unfolded the picture of the witch again and handed it to her. When she saw it, tears flowed from her eyes. Seeing his wife crying, Mr. Shimizu sighed, sat next to him, and hugged her shoulders.
"Where did you get these things?"
Mr. Shimizu looked at us seriously, and I can only tell the truth, his face was heavy, seeing his wife crying, he patted her shoulder with his hand, and ordered: "Go and bring me a jug of wine. "
Mrs. Shimizu nodded, wiped her tears, and got up to prepare sake for her husband.
I could see that he was intending to send his wife away. After Mrs. Shimizu closed the door, he picked up the picture of the witch, looked at it, and smiled apologetically at us.
"Ma'am, I'm sorry."
Mo Qin didn't help translate this sentence, so I understood it.
I shook my head and saw that he shifted his gaze to the portrait again. The few of us didn't disturb him casually, but asked him to look through the things on the table.
Finally, he put down the few photos in his hand, patted his thigh, and sighed.
"Mr. Shimizu knows something, but it's okay to tell you, our companions have disappeared, and we must rescue them."
When he heard the word "Shenyin", Mr. Qingshui was obviously surprised and unbelievable, and exclaimed: "What do you mean?"
After speaking, she immediately pointed the finger at Mo Qin: "Miss Mo Qin, when you called me, you didn't tell me this."
Mo Qin immediately admitted: "I'm very sorry for hiding something from you."
Mr. Shimizu glanced at us sharply, then shook his head as if he had compromised, and said: "We are just ordinary people, we don't know each other, we can contact me, and I have something to do, except for Yuri and Riyue Mountain, what else can there be?"
He stood up from the tatami, walked to the side cabinet, took out a long box, put it on the table, and opened it.
There are a few photos inside, and the things shot on them made the five of us stare wide-eyed!
The background of each picture looks beautiful, and there are some pictures of witches, as well as a panorama of a shrine.
The last few photos are very blurry. Compared with the clear photos before, these photos seem to be taken secretly. No matter the angle or the shooting location, they feel very hidden.
And the content shown in the photo also made my pupils shrink.
Those weird wedding scenes, and the girl who was forced into the coffin, I can feel the girl's despair and unwillingness through this photo.
"This thing is called a bandit, and it's a kind of wooden box specially used to put people's pillars."
Mr. Shimizu corrected me. He took out the basic notebook from the box and placed it neatly on the table.
"My ancestor was a reporter. At that time, Riyue Mountain was very famous, and he was also entrusted to go there to take and record some photos for newspapers."
"However, when he was working there, he still discovered the true secret behind Riyue Mountain. These are his diaries and some investigation materials."
He passed the thing over, and Mo Qin and I looked at each other, took it respectfully, opened it and read it.
"When he was in Riyue Mountain, he fell in love with a witch." Mr. Shimizu pointed to the portrait of the witch.
"It's Kurosawa Yuri."
I was taken aback, I didn't expect Mr. Shimizu's ancestor to have such a relationship with Kurosawa Yuri!
Mo Qin sat aside and read the diary with a shocked expression on her face, which hasn't changed for a long time.
"My ancestors did not publicize the secrets of Riyue Mountain. Those photos and diaries were also kept by family members, and they were guaranteed not to be leaked."
He looked at the door a little bored, as if he was dissatisfied with why his wife hadn't brought the wine yet.
"Later, the mountain collapsed, and Riyue Mountain was cut off from the outside world. My ancestor was still in the mountain at that time, and he disappeared because of this, leaving only these precious records."
My hand caresses the rough, yellowed photo, and my eyes narrow.
"In memory of him, the family has never lost the box and respected his wishes, so it has been passed down from generation to generation."
Just when he was about to explain the matter, there was a knock on the door and the sound of the door being opened.
Mrs. Shimizu was holding a tray with sake, quilts, and appetizers.
"I kept you waiting for a long time." Her voice was very soft and low.
Yang Yi seemed to have received some news, and left the table with his mobile phone, while Mo Yuan sat side by side with Mo Qin, studying the content.
All of a sudden, everyone in the room got busy, and what I noticed was Mrs. Shimizu's face.
Her eyes at the moment were flustered and dodged, and even when she was pouring wine for her husband, her hands were trembling.
Thinking of how long she had been away just now, I couldn't help but think of a possibility.
Could it be... She heard all the conversations just now