It is strictly forbidden to pay for the ticket after getting on the bus

Everyone stared at the tree in silence for a few seconds before Bai Luochuan slowly uttered a word: "...fuck!"

So in the place where they lived, whether it was in the room, or in the front and back yards, there were all these messy monsters and ghosts, and their behavior patterns were different.

The luxuriant branches and leaves of the Human Face Tree glistened in the sunlight, full of satisfaction after sucking clean human energy, as if silently ridiculing weak people like them.

The fat uncle still entertained them for breakfast. The grilled saury had a strong fishy smell, and it didn't taste much better after being squeezed with lemon juice.

Bai Jue swallowed the last bite of fish with difficulty, put his fingers on the bar and tapped it, and asked tentatively, "Uncle, it's been so rough recently, is your business going well?"

The fat uncle looked at him in surprise, and smiled: "Isn't there still you here?"

Bai Jue: "..."

Bai Luochuan glanced outside the door and said casually, "However, the number of tourists seems to have increased a lot recently."

The fat uncle nodded: "Yes, the summer evening festival is coming soon, and there will naturally be many people participating."

Bai Jue turned serious, exchanged glances with Bai Luochuan, and asked softly, "Summer Evening Festival? What kind of festival is it?"

The fat uncle seemed to be surprised that they knew nothing about this festival, and his tone was reasonable: "Obun Festival, don't you know? We hold it here every August NO.15. It is a very grand festival. Festival."

"Obaon Festival? August NO.15?" Bai Jue frowned, "What date is it today?"

The fat uncle glanced at the calendar hanging on the wall, and gave Bai Jue a strange look: "Today is NO.13, you don't know that?"

Bai Jue and the others looked at each other in surprise, feeling unbelievable. Generally, the important day in this kind of clue, like the garden party in Scream Paradise, should be held on the last day. Under certain circumstances, killing the boss, obtaining the ticket, and then escaping from this place is the normal process. Why is this important date brought forward so early?

"No. 15 is a festival and festival, but I remember following the instructions I heard when I got off the train, the deadline is the night of No. 18," Si Qi asked doubtfully, "And what kind of festivals and festivals are there in the platform world? Yes, it means that there may be a large-scale riot of ghosts, and when it really comes, who can last three days in such a place? The deadline of NO.18 is useless at all."

"Maybe it's an opportunity to get on the train in advance just like the last platform." Lin Jiu said.

"Really? But on the last platform, we found the tickets and clues too quickly, and the platform world collapsed ahead of time. This time we didn't even have a clue, and the next day is the festival, and the date was fixed from the beginning. It's..." Si Qi muttered and complained.

"How much do you know about the Obon Festival?" Bai Luochuan asked.

Lin Jiu thought for a while and said, "I only know a little bit about it. It seems that our Ghost Festival has been passed down to Japan and has been carried on forever. It is similar to July and a half and Ching Ming Festival, and also similar to the Day of the Dead. People will visit graves. , offering sacrifices to the souls of the ancestors is the day when the dead return home, and later on this day there will be some other activities to celebrate, such as dancing and so on."

"Tsk, it's the Ghost Festival in Japan." Si Qi sighed, "Thousands of undead are coming now, we are like lambs who jumped into a pack of wolves."

"Hundred ghosts at night, it's really difficult..." Bai Luochuan rubbed his chin and thought, "It shouldn't be a dead end, let's try our best to find clues in the past two days, the Yulan Basin Festival is approaching, and the ghosts and ghosts are also coming. It's time to show up."

After the agreement was made, they split into two groups, Bai Jue and Bai Luochuan decided to go to the mountaintop shrine again, while Si Qi and Lin Jiu went down the ramp to search for clues.

There were indeed many more people along the road than yesterday, but Bai Jue observed that there were some strange people mixed in among the ordinary crowd. weird.

It's like wearing a mask, which is extremely unnatural.

"Dabai, have you seen the movie 'Escape from Jueming Town'?" Bai Luochuan leaned into Bai Jue's ear and whispered, "I think the expressions of these people are similar to those black people in Jueming Town who have changed their minds. , It looks too fake."

"You mean these people are ghosts and monsters?" Bai Jue asked.

"It's hard to say..."

They didn't go up for a long time, and they saw that most of the people were flocking to a fork.

"Go and have a look." Bai Luochuan said.

Walking out of this very small intersection, you will see a narrow river. Japanese things are very delicate, even some natural landscapes are small. The river is surrounded by some stones and soil, and there are stone pier shrines between them. The place is not big and the flow of people But there is an endless stream.

Many people bent down on the bank of the river, and carefully put the prepared water lamps into the river, letting them drift away along the water flow. Some people even wrote on the paper lampshades of the water lamps. The small river is full of krathongs, floating unsteadily to unknown places.

"What are you doing?" Bai Luochuan asked in confusion.

"Lighting Lanshan Water Lantern." A tourist-looking person by the river explained.

"Lanshan Water Lantern? Is it a custom?"

"It should be," the tourist smiled honestly, "We don't know, we just played with the wind. I heard that the end of this river is connected to all the lakes in Kyoto. At night, the water lamps will be lit. Should be nice."

"Just to look good?" Bai Luochuan muttered to himself, "There shouldn't be such redundant operations in the platform world..."

They stood by the river and looked at it for a while. The people who released the water lamps came and went, and the whole river was covered, and there was no end in sight.

Leaving the river, Bai Jue and Bai Luochuan continued to walk towards the shrine. It seemed that the clues of the "Obaon Festival" in the platform world had been opened, and the whole street began to have a festival atmosphere. The number of people has increased significantly, and some people even started dancing on the street, and the melody of traditional music can be heard every other way.

"It's really lively." Bai Luochuan said.

"The more lively it is now, the more lively the Night Walk of No. 15 will be." Bai Jue answered quickly.

Bai Luochuan: "...Understood that you have changed, and now you are stalking me..."

Bai Jue choked suddenly, and then said naturally: "It's probably possessed by the ghost. I'll burn it with a candle when I go back later."

Bai Luochuan sneered: "Hehe, you can just make it up, there is no such ghost at all, men's mouths are the ones who deceive people..."

Bai Jue: "..." Which one is this acting in?

In the afternoon, they came to yesterday's shrine again. After washing their hands, they entered the worship hall, and saw the back of a familiar monk sitting in the hall.

"Master," Bai Luochuan called him, "We have something to ask for advice."

When the monk turned his head and saw them, surprise flashed across his eyes, and he smiled and opened his lips: "You are still alive."

The corner of Bai Luochuan's mouth twitched: "Why should we deserve to die?"

"No, I just lament your good luck." The monk smiled kindly.

Bai Luochuan "..." Doesn't this still mean that they should have died long ago?

"We want to ask you, does this candle deter all ghosts? Because it saved our lives yesterday." Bai Jue asked.

The monk chuckled: "The deterrent effect does not come from candles."

"what is that?"

"Everything has a soul, people have it, demons have it, ghosts have it..." The monk's eyes flickered a few times, and he lowered his eyes, "There are many souls that restrain each other, just like demons and ghosts can restrain you." , also because you are just the soul of your body, and this soul is too weak."

Bai Jue's heart suddenly trembled, and Bai Luochuan looked at each other, and they both saw the surprise in each other's eyes.

"You say you can see that we are all souls in this place?"

"Of course," the monk's eyes were shining brightly, as if a bright golden lotus bloomed inside, making people unable to move their eyes away. "Thinking is reshaping the soul. Whether it is life or death, it's all in one thought."

Think about it?Sure enough, Bai Jue swallowed nervously, paused, and asked him, "Then can you send us back to where our bodies should be? Or, do you know of any way to get us back?"

Both he and Bai Luochuan had a rare nervous expression on their faces.

The monk showed a cheerful smile, but Bai Luochuan felt that this smile was inexplicably strange, which made him vigilant.

"Perhaps...after you get the tickets for this platform, you can board the train home..."

Bai Jue: "!!!"

He took a deep breath, held Bai Luochuan's hand tightly, suppressed his crazily beating heart, and said slowly: "The condition for the ticket to appear is to end the Night Parade of the Hundred Ghosts during the Obon Festival?"

The monk smiled and said nothing, as if he didn't want to say anything more.

Bai Jue nodded knowingly, and bowed politely: "Thank you for your advice, and I will take my leave."

After speaking, he led Bai Luochuan out of the shrine.

The afterglow of the setting sun shone warmly on their bodies at this moment.

"What are you thinking?" Bai Jue shook his hand as he saw him come out without saying a word.

"I was thinking why they always only half-spoken and then they didn't want to say anything." Bai Luochuan sighed.

Bai Jue laughed: "If the NPC finished talking, wouldn't everything in it have no difficulty? Maybe we can go back after solving the Hundred Ghosts Night Walk. This is probably the surprise that the train said the day before yesterday, happy point."

Bai Luochuan was silent for a moment, then hesitantly said: "But why do I think... this process shouldn't be easy..."

Bai Jue squeezed his fingers, and comforted him, "Let's take one step at a time, don't think too much."

Bai Luochuan nodded, and smiled slightly at Bai Jue, but the faint sense of uneasiness in his heart was still lingering.