The Hundred Stories of Miss Ghost

[This wish... has come true, right? 】Mian wrote uncertainly.

Xiaotong endured the anger that was about to go mad, and pressed another ten times.

Four-star dress + Darius*9.

[Is it possible to come to such a conclusion first?Bad wishes will be granted?And does it come true in a way the wisher didn't intend? 】Mian continued to reason on the whiteboard.

Beside her, a pitch-black flame began to ignite in Xiaotong's eyes.

After pressing the cross all over Mian's body, Xiao Tong gasped and said, "I decided... I'm going home this weekend to have a look. I don't know what this wishing version is about, but my family ...There is a high probability that something happened."

Chapter 6

On Saturday morning, I hung on Xiaotong's body and got off the subway from Takaosanguchi Station with a group of tourists who looked like climbers.

As expected, it is one of the closest natural scenic spots in the suburbs of Tokyo, one of Shugendo's spiritual mountains, and it is almost overcrowded on weekends!

However, the vast majority of people are going to the cable car station, either taking the cable car up the mountain, or taking the best-built No. 1 hiking trail up the mountain, both of which lead to Yakuo-in.

But Xiaotong turned around and walked to another mountain road. This road was opened along the mountain, almost integrated with nature. The tall green trees that obscured the view slowly receded beside the mountain road, and a small stream was cheerful beside the mountain road. Flowing downward, there is a feeling of gradually stepping into wild nature.

"Wow~ The scenery is so beautiful~" I couldn't help admiring. In the past, I really rarely had this kind of experience of being close to the mountains and forests.

"It will be even more beautiful if you come here in autumn. At that time, the whole maple leaves here will be as fiery red as the sunset." Xiaotong said in a small voice.

"That's really exciting. Then bring me here in autumn?"

Xiaotong didn't say yes or no, but continued walking with her head buried in her nose, probably acquiescing.

After walking for about half an hour, in fact, it is far from the top of the mountain, and even halfway up the mountain is a little bit reluctant. It can only be counted as the ankle of Mt. The bluestone road, and a torii gate standing in the middle of this section of the bluestone road, and beside the torii gate, there is a rather tall stone tablet with four big characters engraved on it - "Moonyomi Shrine".

This torii gate looks very tall from a distance, but the trees on both sides of the approach are much taller than the torii gate. The road was covered with a hazy layer of tulle, but looking up from the bottom of this stone section, the torii looked like the head of some huge creature, opening its mouth wide and waiting for someone to walk in.

"Your shrine is really quite out of the way. Why did you choose this kind of place? It's no wonder that few people come to worship."

"I heard it's because this location is the most suitable for viewing the moon."

"Seriously?"

"seriously."

Xiaotong climbed up the stone steps, and reminded me casually: "Sister Mochizuki, don't fly in the middle of the approach. Generally speaking, the center of the approach is the path for gods to pass."

"It's really strange, Xiaotong, didn't you say before that you don't think there are any gods in your shrine?"

"I think there are indeed no gods, but... I don't rule out that there may be something else."

She walked up to the torii gate, stepped straight across the torii gate, then stopped and stared back at me.

"Why are you looking at me like that?" I was taken aback by her eyes, but I followed her through the torii.

Not one bit hindered.

Xiaotong stared at me, and asked after a while, "Sister Mochizuki, do you feel uncomfortable?"

"An uncomfortable place? No."

"Tsk..." Xiaotong turned around and continued to climb up, muttering to himself, "Sure enough, there are no gods in this shrine."

"What do you mean?"

"The torii is the dividing line between the god's domain and the outside world, and it is also an enchantment that protects the shrine. After passing the torii, it is the boundary of the gods. Generally speaking...a shrine blessed by the gods, a dead soul like senior sister should be completely There's no way to get in."

"That's it..." I swallowed a saliva that didn't exist, "Doesn't that mean that the thing that responded to the wish on the wishing board... is really an inhuman monster?"

"Go up and take a look and you'll know."

"Okay...but let's talk, Xiaotong, since you think there are no gods in the shrine, what do you think of the VTuber I let you watch yesterday, she claims to be a god?"

"Hmph, just a liar for grandstanding."

"But, even if it's a liar, it's under the name of your shrine. It must be someone who has something to do with your shrine? Can you think of anyone?"

Xiaotong shook her head, "The people who have something to do with my shrine are almost dead, right? I think my dad probably hired them from somewhere?"

At this moment, I suddenly clung to Xiaotong's ear mysteriously, and whispered: "Hey, do you think it is possible that this person is played by your father?"

Xiaotong froze in place, suddenly got goosebumps all over her body, she gritted her teeth and said, "Don't tell me, it might be something he can do!"

After a chill, Xiao Tong’s footsteps couldn’t help speeding up, and at this time I also discovered a strange thing. After passing through the torii gate, every once in a while, I could see trees hanging on the branches of the trees on both sides of the approach. With one or two golden bells.

"Little Hitomi, this bell...is this a custom of the shrine?"

Xiaotong glanced at those bells and said lightly: "No, those are just the bells I hung up to play with when I was young."

"Oh. But what's the fun in hanging a bell?"

"It can be used as a reminder."

"remind??"

I didn't understand what Xiaotong meant for a while, but at this moment, I suddenly heard a "dingling bell" bell sound from the direction behind me.

I immediately looked back and saw a bell hanging under a tree shaking gently, but there was nothing else. The ribbon that tied the two bells to the branch should have been bright red. But after experiencing the wind and rain for an unknown amount of time, the color of the ribbon looked almost dark brown.

I asked suspiciously: "The bell just below... Did it ring?"

"It's probably the wind, it's a common occurrence." Xiaotong said as if he didn't care.

"Really?" I didn't ask any more questions, but I could feel that the air just now...was so quiet that I couldn't even feel the slightest breeze blowing.

After finally climbing this rather steep stone section road, of course, it is not easy to say mainly because of Hitomi, we finally came to the land of the shrine where the terrain became obviously flat. There are Temizuya on both sides of the building, and some buildings that look like they are used to sell souvenirs or ask for lottery, but they seem to be completely unused.

However, what surprised Hitomi and I was that on this road, there was a girl in a red and white witch costume who was cleaning the dust and fallen leaves on the road with a big broom!

"Hey, didn't you say that there is no one else in your shrine except you and your father?!"

"Where would I know! It's probably a witch who came to work temporarily!"

And the witch who was sweeping the floor saw Xiao Tong, immediately came up to her, and said with a warm smile, "Hello, may I ask... are you here to pay homage?"

"No, I'm looking for Sanriyue Daoman, is he there?"

"Huh? Are you here to find the Divine Master? May I ask... are you a friend of Lord Daoman?"

"If that old bastard really has a female friend who is about my age, I should call the police directly." Xiaotong said with a cold face.

"Pfft, it turns out that you are quite self-aware of your young teeth hahaha..." I laughed at Xiao Tong presumptuously from the side.

However, at this moment, I don't know if it was my illusion, but I always felt that the witch in front of me was secretly looking in my direction.

Xiaotong ignored my joke with a dark face, she stared at the witch in front of her, and said earnestly: "My sister, although I don't know what kind of wrong path you have gone through in life to make you come here to become a witch, but... It would be better to turn back in time, huh? In such a remote shrine with few people, being alone with a greasy middle-aged man who is often drunk, maybe if you are not careful, you will become my stepmother who is not much different from my age?! "

"Pfft—" I was amused by Xiao Tong who was seriously panicked.

And the priestess in front of her also covered her mouth and laughed lightly, "So it's Master Daoman's daughter, her name is Hitomi, right? I heard him mention you before. Don't worry, Hitomi, I only have weekends I only come here during the day to work part-time as a priestess, and I don’t stay here at night, and Lord Daoman is not that kind of person.”

"He's not that kind of person?" Xiaotong looked at the girl in front of him as if he was looking at an alien, "Why do I think he is a pre-sex criminal??"

"I could hear you talking ill of me as soon as I walked out the door, Hitomi. Are you being too disrespectful to your father?" A lazy man's voice came from the side hall.

I looked in the direction of the sound, and saw the person casually wearing a loose dark gray bathrobe, a pair of wooden clogs, and a dough fan in his left hand. However, what made this person look strange was , his face is covered with a fox mask that blocks the entire face, only revealing a pair of eyes from the dug holes.

Hitomi also frowned, "Why are you wearing that mask?"

"It's just to cover up the irresistible charm of middle-aged mature men." Mikayue Daoman seemed to have no intention of answering, he turned around, walked towards the shrine, and at the same time said something lightly to Xiaotong, "I'm back Now, let's go inside and have a good chat. After not coming back for so long, your mother probably wants to see you too, right?"

Chapter 7

Mikayue Daoman walked towards the shrine on his own, Xiaotong bit his lower lip, and was still ready to follow.

At this time, I suddenly remembered a very terrible thing, I floated to Xiaotong's side, whispered in her ear: "Oh, by the way, since you have this kind of psychic ability, Xiaotong, your family It's a shrine family again, so... my father can see me, right?! What should I do, I'm not ready to meet my father yet!"

Xiaotong clenched her fists for a moment, alas, she looked so annoyed, but the witch with the broom was still looking this way with a curious expression on her face, and Xiaotong didn't dare to face it in front of others. The air made some strange moves.

She just took two steps forward quickly, and stuck behind Sanriyue Daoman, and at the same time said in a low voice: "Don't omit the pronoun for me! That's my father! Why do some words feel weird when they come out of your mouth? of!"

"Oh, slip of the tongue. Slip of the tongue. So, father, can he see me?"

Xiao Tong seemed to have taken a deep breath, and after exhaling it slowly, she responded in a very bad tone: "Don't worry, my father has no inspiration at all, it doesn't mean that he has poor spiritual perception, but Almost completely uninspired, almost at the same level as Youxiang, he won't even feel it if you dance on his forehead!"

"really?"

After listening to Xiao Tong's words, I flew behind Sanriyue Daoman in front of me, and made several thousand-year killing shots at him with my hands in seals, all of which passed through his body, and then flew in front of him and did him several times. made a face, and finally slapped him suddenly.

Sure enough, he didn't respond at all, and he was still walking on his own.

I flew back to Xiao Tong, and said to her, "There is really no response! Can a person who has no inspiration at all be a god master?"

Xiao Tong slightly shrugged his shoulders and said, "I don't know what's going on in other shrines, but I think most of the clergy are probably uninspired ordinary people. As for my family, it's not my father's turn." When this divine master is only the members of Sanriyue's family are dead, and only my father can take over this position, at this time, it doesn't matter whether he still has spiritual power or not."

Xiaotong's plain words made me feel hairy again, and I asked strangely: "By the way, Xiaotong, how did your family... Sanriyue's family die? Is it an infectious disease? Or an accident?"

"Didn't I say it before? It's a curse. The psychic ability of the Sankayue family is a curse. We can see those inhuman things more easily, and at the same time they are excellent containers for those things. Before the school Didn’t the mirror ghost story in the movie also regard me as its primary target? It seems that our bodies have an irresistible attraction for those inhuman things.”

"Curse...? However, there is one thing that is a little strange. If... the curse has always existed, it should be that the people in the family are dying out slowly, which is a gradual process. But I remember you said before , when you were young, you had a lot of relatives, but it didn’t take long for you to die suddenly so that only you and your father were left, this can’t be justified even with a curse, right?”

Xiaotong lowered her head, as if recalling something, her brows were tightly frowned, but her hands... began to tremble slightly.

"Xiaotong...? Are you okay?" I noticed her slight abnormality.

Xiaotong sighed, and said in a sarcastic and helpless tone: "Indeed, the death rate of the Sanriyue family in the past was only much higher than that of ordinary people, and it has not yet reached the point of extermination. But, probably Since I was five years old, and since my mother hanged herself in front of the sacred tree, the rate of death in the family began to accelerate. At the fastest time, it seemed that a corpse could be carried out every few days. In the end, this It was just me and my father in the house."

Although Xiaotong's tone was flat, it caused a shiver to travel from my tailbone to my head.I realized again that in this seemingly quiet and natural land far away from human habitation, the soil in this land seemed to have been soaked in blood.

When we said this, we were passing through the hall of worship and entering the complex at the back of the shrine.Generally speaking, tourists who come to worship will only wash their hands at Temizuya, throw sesame oil money into the money box in front of the worship hall, and then ring the huge golden bell above the worship hall, and a brief visit is considered complete.For more formal visits, it is often necessary to go to the main hall deeper in the shrine after the worship hall, where the gods are often enshrined.

However, Tsukiyomi Shrine seems to be a little different. After passing through the worship hall, instead of seeing the more solemn and sacred main hall, I saw a large pool of water.The pool water is deep and secluded, and at a glance, it seems that you can't see the bottom.The clear stream flows into the deep pool from above the rocks, and the water in the deep pool flows down the mountain along the waterway, which looks like the upstream of the stream on the way here.

And at the back of the deep pool, there is a huge tree that can hardly be seen without raising your neck. The leaves are extremely luxuriant, stretching in all directions. Hanging paper.

Is this... the Shenmu that Xiaotong mentioned?I have actually seen similar things in many other shrines.

God tree, many shrines usually enshrine it as a possession of gods, but... isn't this thing generally used to worship land gods, forest gods and the like?I remember that the shrine of Xiaotong’s house should be dedicated to the moon god, right?

Besides, did Xiaotong just say that her aunt...was hanged on this tree?

I looked up and tried to look for similar traces carefully.

Then, I met my aunt's eyes.

It was a human figure covered in plain white, and the elegant and elegant long clothes did not have any variegated colors other than white, but under the reflection of the sun, there seemed to be faintly invisible light golden lines on the clothes, The humanoid head is also wearing a huge round white cotton cap.And the only color of this human figure is a red and white shimen rope. This rope is tied in a knot around the human figure's neck, and the other end is hung from the thickest branch of the Shenmu protruding towards the deep pool. superior.

I know this dress, it's Bai Wugou, it's the bride's wedding dress.

Originally, there should be a triangular opening under the round cotton cap, which could expose the person's face.However, because the neck of this human figure was tied tightly by the red and white rope, the small gap was closed, and the face of the person in the hat could hardly be seen clearly, but... a long mouth protruding from the gap could be seen. in the tongue.

Seeing the figure dangling slightly under the tree suspended by the rope, at this moment, I suddenly had a very inappropriate idea.

This really looks like a sunny baby~

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Chapter 8 A Very Kind Businessman

I pointed to the slightly swaying white figure hanging on the tree, and said to Xiaotong: "Xiaotong...you can see that too..."

Xiaotong nodded slightly.

"Then...that could be...Auntie?"

"Yes." Xiaotong said flatly, her tone was neither frightened nor sad.

Watching Sanriyue Daoman go around the deep pool and walk towards the tree, but he seemed unaware of the slightly swaying human figure hanging on the tree, this scene seemed particularly absurd and weird.

Xiaotong seemed to see what I was thinking, and said in a low voice, "I told you before, my dad has no inspiration and can't see my mother's spirit."

"However, can you see it? Why are you so calm? I was shocked just now."

Xiaotong sighed faintly, and said: "My mother's spirit has been hanging there since I was five years old. No matter how scary something is, I will get used to it after seeing it for eleven or twelve years."

"It's a terrible adaptability." I was particularly admirable for Xiaotong's big heart, but then I was puzzled, "But by the way, your mother's spirit has been hanging on the tree, so you just let it go? Your family But the shrine, think of a way to make her a Buddha?"

Xiaotong shook her head, "It can't be done. People still linger in this world after death because of obsessions, but... I don't know what her obsessions are? She is different from you, senior sister... there is no way to get along with her." She communicates."

"Can't communicate?"