How I was forced to be the villain

The land after rain was soft and muddy, and after a few steps, the legs of the shoes were covered with mud.

I don't know what I stepped on when I stepped on it. The soft and rotten touch made Osamu Dazai and the others froze at the same time, with pale faces.

Kenji Miyazawa bent down and twisted something, straightened up and told others with a bright smile: "The soil here is quite good!"

"I don't want to know how you judge the soil here." Osamu Dazai stopped Kenji Miyazawa who was trying to popularize agricultural knowledge in time.

"Okay." Miyazawa Kenji didn't show any regrets, and happily ran to the front, looking into the distance.

Looking down from a height, there is a village with a sense of age. From a distance, the villagers can be seen wearing dusty and patched linen clothes. This village is not big, and there are only a dozen or so houses. The thatch on the top is swaying in the wind, making one wonder if these houses will be blown away by the wind.

No matter how the village is, at least it should be connected to electricity, but this village is approaching evening, and it is very dark everywhere, and there are no lights on, but it is not because there are no people, it seems that there is really no electricity.

"We may be kicked out by the villagers when we go in this way." Kenji Miyazawa mentioned.

The others followed one after another, leaving the dense forest behind them, and they could see the small village below without any trees to cover them.

Immediately, his complexion became more and more difficult to look at.

"This looks like the scene of a horror movie." Tanizaki Junichiro patted Tanizaki Naomi who was holding his arm tightly, "We really have to find a way to change clothes before we can pass."

This village obviously has a poor economic level and is quite closed. Although the clothes they wear are not expensive, they are too abrupt compared with these villagers. They should not test the level of human nature by themselves.

They had just rescued Tanizaki Naomi before, and they suddenly had a premonition that they were being watched by a very dangerous existence. As soon as their eyes went dark, and then they opened them, they were already in an extremely primitive mountain forest with no one around.

Even after changing their clothes, they still look out of place here, but it's somewhat better than the past when they swaggered like this.

"I don't want it!" Thinking of something, Osamu Dazai shuddered.

"Don't bother Ranpo-sama!" Edogawa Ranpo raised his head.

The others looked at each other, smiled and extended their hands to the two, "Don't be willful!"

In the end, everyone rolled in the mud, their clothes were torn to pieces, their faces and hands were covered with dust, and they looked like refugees from somewhere.Even so, the group of people standing at the gate of the village still looked too neat and tidy compared with those villagers.

The old village head came out to welcome him, surrounded by strong men, watching them vigilantly and vigilantly.

"Everyone came to our village, what's the matter?" the village chief asked tremblingly.

Miyazawa Kenji scratched his head and said enthusiastically, "Grandpa, we have been attacked, can you take us in for a night?"

"Sorry, outsiders are not welcome in our village, please find another place." This group of people seemed not easy to mess with, but the village chief still sternly refused.

"Is it really not possible?" Gong Zexian asked obediently and pitifully.

How strange, when he was in the village, his grandparents obviously liked him very much.

"Please leave." A few strong men were carrying all kinds of farm tools and glared at them fiercely, Gong Zexian retreated in frustration.

Osamu Dazai directly took the gun made by Kunikida with supernatural power, and shot at the foot of the village chief.

"Fire...fire gun!" The village head backed away in shock, being blocked by several men from the village.

Osamu Dazai smiled slightly: "Can we stay in the village now?"

"You guys! Village chief, let's leave them alone!"

But the village chief stopped the men, and said tremblingly with a pale face, "Please, please."

"Don't worry, we will leave soon," Osamu Dazai pointed to a little girl hiding behind, "Can she lead us?"

There are obviously more men than women in this village, and more adults than children. After a long time, I only saw such a child.

Compared with adults, of course children are more prone to clichés, and it is not easy to find anything.

"Okay, Chunzi, take the adults to the room on the east side, don't talk nonsense, you know?"

The little girl was very timid, she nodded timidly and then walked out from behind the woman who was protecting her.

The woman's face contorted for a moment, and soon returned to a state of numbness.

Osamu Dazai didn't seem to see the woman, and he didn't say anything to the people in the village. Anyway, it was impossible for them to get along well.

Besides, there seemed to be many strange things about this village.

"So why do we dress up like this!" Ranbu dissatisfied.

"Mr. Ranpo, even if we can threaten them, it's better for us to keep a low profile." Tanizaki Naomi comforted.

Because the style of painting between them and here is too different!If it was before, I'm afraid they didn't even have a chance to talk, so they would have to fight directly.

"But in that dirt there's—"

Osamu Dazai turned around and covered Ranpo's mouth, and smiled stiffly: "It's better not to say anything."

Many houses on both sides of the road are deserted, and from the perspective of style and structure, they are also quite retro.

"Be careful, it's not as peaceful as it looks here."

Kunikida Doppo looked at Osamu Dazai.

"This village is no longer underdeveloped. It looks like it was hundreds of years ago. It seems that it should still be in the Warring States Period." Edogawa Ranpo also became dignified.

"Hundreds of years ago?" Atsushi Nakajima whispered incredulously.

Osamu Dazai's eyes fell on the little girl who was leading the way, "Given how closed the village is, that village chief just now shouldn't know what a gun is."

"Especially 500 years ago."

Kunikida Doppo gasped, "What?"

The little girl stopped and said in a low voice, "Masters, we're here."

"Thank you," Osamu Dazai said with a slight smile, "By the way, can I ask who is under the rule of this place?"

"here?"

"Ah."

"Master Uesugi, before." The little girl said blankly.

"what about now?"

"do not know."

Osamu Dazai looked at her for a while, then smiled, "Thank you." He took out a piece of candy from his pocket, peeled it off, and put it in the little girl's hand.

The little girl lowered her head and looked at Tang without moving.

"It's edible, it's sugar, it's very sweet."

"Sugar..." The little girl's eyes gradually brightened. She carefully held the candy and licked it, her eyes lit up.

She looked away a little helplessly, and whispered: "Thank you." While saying that, she carefully put away the candy.

"It's nothing."

"At night..." the little girl plucked up her courage, raised her head and said seriously, "Don't come out of the house at night." After she finished speaking, she turned her head and ran away.

......

It wasn't until he entered this dilapidated thatched cottage that Osamu Dazai lost his face.

Sure enough, this place is not as closed as it appears. This village should have a deep connection with the outside world.

This can't make people think too much, this village is really too poor, and it's really strange for people outside, maybe even people with a certain status, to come and go with this village.

"Uesugi, is that the Uesugi I know?" Tanizaki Junichiro and Tanizaki Naomi were still high school students and were familiar with history.

If you want to say that the most famous Uesugi in the Warring States Period is Uesugi Kenshin, the famous "Echigo Dragon" has extremely high military achievements.

Tanizaki Naomi: "The Uesugi family, is this Shinano?"

Kunikida Doppo: "Shinano is connected to Ueno at the top, and Mino at the bottom. Below Mino is Owari of Oda Nobunaga. I don't know which part is closer."

"It's useless to think so much, we'll find out at night," Edogawa Ranpo said, already looking for a place to rest, "Maybe there's still a fight to come."

Kunikida Doppo and Tanizaki Junichiro looked at each other, looking for a place to rest.

Mr. Ranpo said he was going to fight, so maybe he was really going to fight.

......

From the time they came here, this village gave everyone the impression of being quiet.

It was quiet everywhere, not like a village with people at all.

Until late at night, the whole village seemed to come alive suddenly. Before, there were only sporadic villagers, but now it was as noisy as there were several times more people than then.

There was bright light from the window that nothing could block, the sound of drumming, singing, and laughter mixed together, making it even more lively than a festival.

Naomi Tanizaki, Junichiro Tanizaki, and Kenji Miyazaki stayed behind, while Doppo Kunikida, Atsushi Nakajima, Ranpo Edogawa, and Osamu Dazai slipped out in the dark.

Atsushi Nakajima and Edogawa ran in one direction, while Osamu Dazai and Kunikida went in the other direction.

The surrounding houses were still as quiet, and the places covered by vegetation were faintly flickering with lights.

All the way under the cover of lush vegetation, it was getting closer and closer to the place where the light was shining, and a voice like chanting came over.

Hiding in the bushes, I could vaguely hear a few words.

"...By your decree, give up my body...Blood to the heavens, flesh to the bottom of the world...To devour the evil..."

Several men were carrying a wooden sedan chair, muttering to each other.

Osamu Dazai and Kunikida exchanged glances in silence, staring at the villagers gloomyly.

worship.

Taking a closer look, the one lying on the sedan chair with her limbs bound at the corners was the little girl who had led them the way before.

Living sacrifices have always been a custom in ancient times, especially in areas with low levels of education.The gods enshrined here do not seem to be proper gods.

Following them all the way up from the back mountain, there was actually a temple here, and a stone was placed in the courtyard, with a blood-red luster on it, very ominous.

The stone was enshrined on an altar, and they carried the little girl to the altar and tied it to a corner.

The little girl hung her head, wondering if she was still awake, and she didn't show any signs of struggle.

Just looking at her performance today, Kunikida Doppo thinks that even if she is awake, she may not struggle, that is an obvious attitude of resignation.

Kunikida held back his anger and prepared to strike.

Dazai also looked at them coldly, but he didn't have time to do anything, he was already surrounded by groups behind him.

Over there, two people were ganged up and thrown into the middle.

"Mr. Ranpo, I'm sorry." Atsushi Nakajima was very depressed. If he hadn't left Mr. Ranpo, Mr. Ranpo would not have been caught.

"Idiot!" Edogawa struggled angrily, and Dun moved so fast that he didn't even have time to stop him.

With Edogawa Ranpo as a hostage, Nakajima Atsushi could only be captured temporarily. A piece of talisman paper was pasted on each of them. The crimson pattern looked strange and dangerous.Something seemed to be continuously absorbed from them, their bodies became cold, and they immediately lost strength, even Atsushi Nakajima's supernatural power was suppressed.

A dangerous farm tool was aimed at Ranpo Edogawa and Atsushi Nakajima, Osamu Dazai took out a gun and pointed at the village chief, "Let them go."

The village chief laughed mysteriously, "You can try it!"

Osamu Dazai stared coldly, observed quietly, put down the gun, and was immediately snatched away by the villagers.

Let the other party tie them up, stick a talisman on them, and throw them away to be with the other two.

The village head stood at the forefront, looking at the menacing faces of the few of them, "I don't know what to do, since I stayed here, I will never leave."

"If you tell me what happened here... I will be finished." The village chief murmured, waved his hands, and said loudly: "Start!"

Osamu Dazai glanced at the person standing at the back who was wearing a hood that completely covered his face.

"What should I do?" Kunikida looked at the little girl anxiously.

"Relax."