Celestial Master [entertainment circle]

On Christmas Day, in the hot spring hotel, the hot spring foursome from Tongshou University took advantage of the light of day to simply pack their luggage and prepare to embark on a journey to search for the dreamy soup.

Seeing this, the lady proprietress with exquisite makeup and meticulous look said softly: "What are the plans for the four guests today? The rooms you booked are not available until [-]:[-] noon, and there is also a breakfast and lunch. If necessary, I will refund this part of the fee to you now."

"We have inquired about the whereabouts of Dreaming Soup, and now we are going to set off..." The friend of the hot-blooded young man thought for a while and asked, "By the way, lady boss, do you have rice balls or sushi rolls here? I remember yours." Breakfast will be prepared in advance, it should be almost breakfast time now."

The proprietress: "Since the guests need to eat on the way, we can prepare rice balls and sushi rolls here. If you don't mind, we will send you some vacuum-packed liquid food, such as miso soup, sweet potato porridge, etc. Food can be drunk with a straw, which is very convenient.”

The hot-blooded youth's eyes lit up: "Oh! Miso soup! Sweet potato porridge! It's the soul of Yamato! Then I will trouble you, can you hurry up?"

"Please wait for five minutes."

The proprietress ordered the staff to prepare food, while the two boys from the same university foursome were responsible for putting the luggage on the car during this time, and the two girls chatted with the proprietress and asked about some things on the mountain.

Five minutes later, several people received a pile of food with two bamboo baskets, which was enough food for the four of them for a whole day.

The proprietress also offered to make up for the difference in meal costs, but several people declined. In desperation, they received some extra snacks and water from the supermarket.

It can only be said that as expected of a hotel known for its service, several people have never experienced such attentive and thoughtful service.

"Thank you for coming, and please be safe when traveling."

The proprietress and the hotel staff watched the off-road vehicle drive out of sight, and then closed the hotel door.

A young female staff member said excitedly: "Miss Boss, the weather forecast shows that today's snowfall rate is 70.00%. I don't know if it will snow. It's a white Christmas!"

"However, in this kind of weather, the mountain is not very safe." The proprietress caressed her face, her brows were a little worried.

Of course she reminded Tong Shou University's group of four about the weather, but it's one thing for her to take the initiative to remind them, and it's another thing for them to accept it.

We are all grown-ups, and caring also needs boundaries. If you talk too much, it is not considerate service, but meddling in meddling.

The female staff member who was looking forward to the snow said indifferently: "Miss Boss, since they left the hotel, it has nothing to do with us."

"No~" The proprietress pointed her finger on the forehead of the other party, and taught, "Electronic products have after-sales service, right? We are in the service industry, so we will face some unexpected situations, which are related to the customer's safety. We can’t ignore the safety of our lives. After 24 hours, we have to call the guest’s mobile phone to ensure the guest’s personal safety.”

The female staff felt a little reasonable: "That's fine."

The four members of Tong Shou University did not know about this conversation.

"The proprietress is such a kind person, she gave us a lot of rice balls with rich flavors, um~ the rice balls are really delicious, they are the soul of Yamato!" After finishing the rice balls in twos, the hot-blooded young man rubbed his stomach, showing a satisfied expression.

Among the four, the woman with glasses said: "Yamato-kun, what anime character are you? You are always talking about 'Soul of Yamato'. It makes people feel very ashamed."

The hot-blooded youth's real name is Hirohara Yamato, and he has an appropriate name in various senses.

Hirohara Yamato was astonished: "Hey!?"

"Well~ well~ this is also Yamato-kun's characteristic, Miko, please relax, we've gotten used to it anyway, haven't we?"

The member in charge of driving is named Shiratori Ayuji. He has a gentle personality that is completely opposite to Hihara Yamato. He is very happy in college, but he is still single.

Miko Matsumoto, a girl with glasses who is a bit venomous towards her friends but soft-hearted, and Tomoko Fujimoto, who is gentle and beautiful and loves Hihara Yamato, this is the combination of four people.

"Well~ how should I put it?" Matsumoto Miko smiled with deep meaning, "Men are such creatures, the more they are pampered, the more childish they become. If some girls like childish boys, then take it as if I didn't say anything."

Fujimoto Chihui's face turned red when he heard the words, and he changed the subject bluntly.

"By the way, we haven't said goodbye to Erika and the others yet, but we did add contact information last night."

Miko Matsumoto said: "Well, but he is an idol after all, and he will meet more and more people in the future, so we may just lie down."

Fujimoto Zhihui nodded, and said with some regret: "It's true, after all, we are too far away from the entertainment industry."

"Who said that? Zhihui can debut with her beauty, but idols have a ban on dating~" Miko Matsumoto laughed teasingly.

Seeing that the matter was brought up again, Fujimoto Zhihui said to him again: "By the way, there are many boys over there, and there are also many handsome guys with high deviation values. Do you have their contact information?"

Hihara Yamato shook his head, and continued to cheer up: "I met by chance, and then chose to say goodbye without hesitation. Isn't it a wonderful experience to keep this memory in my heart? To grasp the distance between people , is also the soul of the sad Yamato!"

"Haha...it's a modern society now." Miko Matsumoto shook her head, it's rare to meet someone you can chat with, and adding a friend is just a matter of pressing a few buttons on your mobile phone.

Shiratori Akiji said with a smile: "Maybe people don't think it's necessary. Since Ms. Erika is an idol, it means that everyone else is also an artist. Compared with ordinary students like us, the gap between the two sides is really huge. It's too big, maybe we will never meet again in this life. So instead of trying to make friends and get in touch, it's better to keep a distance, and just treat this experience as a bragging memory."

The four talked and laughed, and drove all the way to the deep mountains in the northern Beijing area.

After driving into the deep mountains, they found that the mobile phone suddenly lost signal, which is normal, after all, the signal tower is too far away from here.

One side of the winding mountain road is a steep mountain wall, and the other side is a tall fir forest, which shelters the sun and strong wind at the same time, but because the mountain is already relatively cold, the four of them still drank the hot water in the thermos while I wrapped myself in a blanket, but there was an inevitable silence in the car.

From six o'clock in the morning until ten o'clock, the four of them stayed in the car. During this period, Matsumoto Miko asked them where they were impatiently several times, and Hihara Yamato would take out a half-old antique map to answer.

Finally, the winding mountain road has disappeared and turned into a quaint dirt road, and that dirt road is also narrowing inward, and finally no car can pass through it.

"Ah... Sure enough, we are going to climb the mountain." Hihara Yamato got out of the car wearing it, took out the mountaineering equipment from the back seat, and put it on to keep warm.

Miko Matsumoto sighed: "I'll come over next time, I'm just an idiot."

Fujimoto Zhihui smiled reassuringly: "Well~ this is also a kind of fun."

"Yeah, this is also fun. If Miko is missing among the four of us, then this trip would not be possible." Shiratori Akiji said hastily.

Miko Matsumoto heard the implication of this sentence, her pretty face blushed, she snorted twice, and stopped talking.

Since no one has passed this road for many years, the bushes blocking the road have to be removed artificially. On the road, you can still see several small ancestral halls that are not worshiped. The Tibetan Bodhisattva in the ancestral hall The stone statue has been covered with moss, and the original face cannot be seen clearly.

In ancient times, Kyoto was Heianjing, and many legends have been left behind. Therefore, ancestral temples and temples in the deep mountains can be seen everywhere, but most of them are dilapidated.

Hihara Yamato and Fujimoto Chihui originally wanted to put some candy in worship, but Shiratori Ayuji quickly stopped them, and they were pulled and dragged to the other side.

"Ksitigarbha, which has not been worshiped for many years, is easily lodged by demons and ghosts. If you two do this, you will burn yourself."

Miko Matsumoto didn't believe this, and originally chose to ignore it, but now she asked strangely, "What else is going on?"

"Yes, even cities have many urban legends. In other words, accidents are more likely to occur on mountains far away from crowds. We need to admire some things and stay away from some things. If we violate some taboos that cannot be violated It’s not good.” Shiratori Akiji said in a deep voice, “How could you not do a good job of research before coming here?”

Fujimoto Chihui couldn't help saying: "Qiu Si-kun is really reliable."

Shiratori Shuji hooked the corner of his mouth: "If everyone is a fool who rushes upwards, then this team will be in danger."

"Hey, hey, are you still a good buddy?" Hihara Yamato glared viciously.

The four moved on.

But with Akiji Shiratori's reminder, when the next few people saw the ancestral hall, they all chose to ignore it, and even deliberately avoided it.

At noon, they had a simple lunch on the mountain, thinking that they would be able to find the Dream Soup early, but it was only three o'clock in the afternoon, and the sky was completely gloomy.

The car stopped on a mountain road that required them to walk for two or three hours. Seeing that the snow was getting bigger and bigger, it must be too late for them to go back now. They could only pray if there was anything nearby. Dilapidated huts, caves and other places can allow them to temporarily escape the wind and snow.

At five o'clock in the afternoon, the sky was no different from the night, and the visibility was frighteningly low. The four of them huddled in the bushes, trying to check the map.

Hihara Yamato said with extremely high decibels, "We should be in this position now! It's the sunny side of the mountain. Just climb over this mountain and go downhill, and you'll be there! Since it's a hot spring, it will definitely be hot. It’s hot, as long as I get a little closer, I can smell it!”

Shiratori Akiji: "Okay! Let's hold on for a while, we will be there soon!"

"Let's help Zhihui!" Matsumoto Miko's face was ugly, "She has been unwell for the past few days, and now she has no strength. Who would have thought that this broken road is so far away, and even I would find it very difficult. Can't move any more."

"I... I'm okay, you don't have to worry too much about me..." Fujimoto Zhihui's voice was covered in the wind and snow and could not be heard at all.

Shiratori Akiji suggested: "Let me come, Miko, take a break, Yamato, continue to look at the map, show us the way, and strive to arrive at the location of Dreaming Soup as soon as possible, there should be a place to shelter us from the wind and snow. The place."

Hihara Yamato: "If we see a mountain hut first on the road, let's go to avoid it first, and we can put the dream soup later. Everyone's body is more important!"

Hihara Yamato could only hear the howling wind.

The climate in the deep mountains is far worse than everyone imagined.

The pulsating white snow made the visibility of several people's vision worse and worse.

Finally, after an unknown period of time, they climbed over the hillside and successfully reached the north side of the mountain. After driving for a while, they could clearly feel that the influence of the wind and snow was diminishing.

This is a good thing.

"It seems to smell like hot springs." Hihara Yamato sniffed hard, and after looking around, he found a wooden structure building almost embedded in a mountain wall not far away.

"There is a house there, let's go there first!"

The four walked hand in hand side by side.

It took 5 minutes, and when they arrived at the building discovered by Huoyuan Yamato, they realized that it was a deserted temple.

The temple is not big, but it is more than enough to hide a dozen people, and because the nearby natural environment forms a natural barrier, this temple has not been eroded by wind, sun, rain and rain. It is old, but not damaged much.

The Buddha statue looked down at the crowd, showing a peaceful smile.

After hiding in, Shiratori Qiuji found a lot of dusty cloth and wood piled up in the corner of the temple. He used these things to block the broken windows, simply strengthened the door panels, and lit a fire for everyone to gather together for warmth.

After eating the canned food that had been tested by fire, Miko Matsumoto sighed: "It was a dangerous experience. Zhihui, how do you feel?"

Fujimoto Zhihui's complexion was so pale and blue that he couldn't stop shivering. At the moment, he was hiding in the heavy coat, only the upper half of his face was exposed.

"I'm very good."

Miko Matsumoto shook her head, and glared at Hihara Yamato: "This is not a very good look. Your monthly vacation is here, and the cold wind is blowing again. After that, we will go to the hospital to check your body immediately. I knew I would encounter such a situation. In this case, we should come back during the summer vacation, although there are more bugs on the mountain, at least we won’t suffer from heat stroke.”

"I'm sorry." Hihara Yamato lowered his head guiltily.

Shiratori Shuji smoothed things over and said, "It's not the fault of Yamato, I also agree with coming in winter. There are too many poisonous snakes and insects in summer, and if you are bitten and cannot be treated in time, your life will be in danger."

"It's okay, after all, it's rare to have such an experience in life." Fujimoto Zhihui smiled reluctantly.

Miko Matsumoto sighed: "Stupid girl, she hasn't formally dated her yet, she's devoted herself to her, what can I do in the future."

After ten minutes, everyone's bodies finally warmed up.

Matsumoto Miko and Fujimoto Chihui each wore a wired earphone to listen to music, Shiratori Akiji slept on his side with his bag as a pillow, and Hihara Yamato walked back and forth in the temple restlessly, and from time to time he would sit in the tattered corner of the temple. Searching under the Zhonghe Buddha statue, he really found a few futons. At least when he was sitting, there would be no cool air coming up from the bottom.

But he still didn't stop rummaging.

Miko Matsumoto said: "Hihara, you don't think there is any treasure hidden here, do you?"

Hihara Yamato shook his head: "No, just now the nose was irritated by the cold wind, and now it's getting stronger and stronger. And don't you think it's not as cold as we thought?"

"You mean to say that the hot spring is under here?" Akiji Shiratori stood up suddenly, startling the other three.

Hihara Yamato: "I think [-]% of the hot springs pass by, or it may be right here. Think about it carefully, the location of this temple is quite special."

He climbed onto the table, rummaged around the Buddha statue, and even climbed onto the Buddha statue.

This kind of blasphemous behavior made the other three break out in cold sweat. Even the most gentle Fujimoto Zhihui reminded him to come down quickly and apologize sincerely to the Buddha statue. It would be bad if he was punished by God.

Suddenly, there was a "squeak" sound of the stone board moving under the wooden board in front of the Buddhist hall, and the expressions of the other three people immediately stopped.

Hihara Yamato jumped off the Buddha statue and said excitedly: "There is a mechanism on the top of the Buddha statue, which needs to be pressed in order to be effective!"

Shiratori Akiji: "It's really lucky that you can discover this mechanism..."

Immediately afterwards, Hihara Yamato chiseled open the wooden board with the tools he carried, and the four of them suddenly saw a secret door hidden underneath that only allowed one person to pass through.

A warm air flowed up from the bottom, besides the sulfur smell of the hot spring, there was also a faint but tantalizing aroma of fruit wine.

"This must be the dream soup!"

Hihara Yamato seemed to be on fire, and he said excitedly, "The old man is right. Dream soup has a hint of fruit wine sweetness. It is said that it contains some special ingredients that can promote the body's metabolism and detoxification. Beauty! It is said that hundreds of years ago, young people who were about to come of age were baptized here to receive the blessings of the gods!"

Later, in order to protect Dream Soup from being coveted by outsiders, the ancestors who lived there sealed off the place.

Over time, no one knew the existence of this place.

Yesterday, Yamato Hihara and Akiji Shiratori visited many places and made purchases in many shops, so they asked the shopkeepers who are locals to find out the location of Yumengyu.

No, last night, they successfully met the old man who came from the mountains once a month to replenish living supplies under the line set up by the owner of the meatball shop.

The old man had a witch in his family a few generations ago, and he has been living in the house in the mountains since then. Now there is no child with spiritual power in the family, but those miraculous deeds in the past have been mentioned in ancient books and passed down. down.

Although it sounds absurd, many people will not believe it.

——The "ancient soup of dreams" and the "blessings left by the gods" are just the "bad opinion" of the ancients.

But if Hihara Yamato did not have this spirit of inquiry, they would not have arrived here and found the "non-existent" dream soup.

As soon as they heard the words "beauty and beauty", Matsumoto Miko and Fujimoto Chihui immediately became interested.

However, the two girls felt a little uneasy about the dark passage.

"It feels as if some monster will appear..." Fujimoto Zhihui whispered.

Miko Matsumoto: "Well, I'm more afraid of encountering poisonous snakes. It should be warm under here."

Shiratori Akiji's tone was more excited: "Actually, there is nothing to be afraid of. The ingredients of hot springs contain realgar, which is a stomach poison, so snakes are particularly sensitive to this smell. Even if they are hibernating, they will not choose one to be poisoned to death." My own place. As for monsters... Since this is a hot spring blessed by the gods, it seems that we don't need to be afraid, right?"

This half-scientific, half-theological theory made the other three laugh.

In the end, several people decided to go to explore the secret.

Unexpectedly, after passing through the five-meter-deep passage, the bottom is not very dark, and the solid rock wall is covered with luminescent moss, showing a quiet and mysterious landscape.

There are no weird creatures, but some light-emitting insects, which make them feel very novel.

After walking about 300 meters toward the inside of the mountain, a golden light flashed in front of their eyes.

The fragrance of the fruit wine is getting stronger and stronger, just smelling it will give you an intoxicating feeling, but it will not make people feel confused, and the spirit will become more sober.

This kind of contradiction shows the mystery of Dream Soup even more.

Hihara Yamato took the lead, took off his mountaineering clothes while running, and was amazed when he saw the hot spring in front of him!

This hot spring turned out to be bright golden!It's really like being blessed by the gods!

Out of curiosity, he squatted down, picked up the hot spring water, and took a sip.

The sweet taste revived his taste buds instantly, and he felt a warm current surge in his body, as if a pair of warm hands were cleaning the dirt from his body.

Shiratori Akiji and the others arrived at the scene a few steps later, and did not see the picture of Hihara Yamato drinking the hot spring water. At this time, all attention was attracted by the dreamy soup.

"Sure enough, there really is Dream Soup! That's great!"

The two girls looked at each other, walked to the hot spring, and put their hands into the hot spring water.

"So warm..."

"It really exists... I'm also excited."

Shiratori Shuji patted Hihara Yamato on the shoulder, showing a friendly smile: "Yamato, thank you so much, without you, this Dream Soup would hardly be discovered."

"It's me who should thank you. After all, I have caused you so much trouble and put you in danger. I really can't bear it." Hirohara Yamato rubbed his head embarrassingly.

"No, no, I thank you. Although you often cause me trouble, I really regard you as a good friend when we get along."

Hihara Yamato didn't quite understand why Shiratori Shuji spoke like this.

Suddenly, he felt a pain in his abdomen, and saw that a long knife had pierced his abdomen... dripping with blood.

Hihara Yamato stared in disbelief, and looked at his best friend in confusion.

"Hey?"

Immediately afterwards, the head of Fujimoto Zhihui, who was squatting next to the hot spring, suddenly fell into the hot spring, and blood was splashed everywhere.

Because her body leaned forward, she naturally fell into the hot spring, splashing a burst of water.

The incident happened suddenly, Matsumoto Miko's eyes almost popped out of their sockets, and her beautiful face suddenly became ferocious.

——Is this a nightmare, or reality?

Sure enough... it was a nightmare.

Shiratori Akiji glanced indifferently at Hihara Yamato lying on the ground dying, and turned to Matsumoto Miko and said affectionately:

"I really appreciate you all. Miko, I love you, so please forgive me for bringing you pain deeper than hell."

As he spoke, his hand reached for Matsumoto Miko's neck.

……

On Christmas night, Luo Shifang and his party did not return to the hot spring hotel, but spent time in a hotel overlooking the night view.

The next day, they did not return to the hot spring hotel immediately, but decided to play in the center of Kyoto and enjoy the beautiful scenery of a foreign country.