The Hundred Stories of Miss Ghost

"Hmm... won't react to external objects, can't think or speak, just wander around in the place where I stayed before in a daze, probably nothing left of memory, personality, etc., only a little bit of persistence. It’s an empty shell that still remains, it’s better to say... This is the normal state of ghosts, senior sister, you are abnormal.”

"Then... how about inviting other people who can do it? Like your neighbors?"

"Father won't allow it." Xiaotong sighed, "He said that it is a shame to let priests from other shrines, or even monks, help to purify the spirit. And I think...he might not want to..."

"Tong? What are you doing standing there? Come here!" San Riyue Daoman stood under the sacred tree, looked at Xiao Tong who was standing still in the distance, and shouted at her impatiently.

When Xiaotong approached, Sanriyue Daoman folded his arms in front of his chest, looked at Xiaotong with a scrutinizing gaze, and then asked, "Who were you talking to just now?"

"I didn't talk to anyone, I was talking to myself behind my back, talking bad about you." Xiaotong replied calmly.

"Your mouth is really getting worse and worse." Sanriyue Daoman snorted coldly, but he didn't look too angry, he just raised his head and asked, "I haven't been back for a long time, say hello to your mother Right. Is she... still here?"

"Still." Xiaotong replied briefly, she didn't raise her head, but mumbled in the direction of the white figure, "Mom, I'm back."

The figure hanging on the tree shook slightly, not sure if it was greeting.

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Sanriyue Daoman seemed to really just take Xiaotong to see her mother, and then he took Xiaotong to a Japanese room in the back room.

"Why do you want to come back today? Did you finally run out of money? I thought you, an unfilial girl, had such a strong will to say that you don't want to come back?"

Xiaotong was so angry that her father burst out with blue veins on her hand, "What are you kidding? I wouldn't ask you for money even if I was short of money! Didn't the money you got for drinking before me work so hard to be on TV shows? Go to help people summon spirits to earn??"

"Yo, are you embarrassed to say that? That's the client I helped to contact. You said lightly, 'I'm sorry for cheating everyone'. As a result, the reputation of the shrine was ruined. No one came to visit the shrine, and no one wanted to come to the shrine. Summoning or removing spirits. Do you really want this shrine that has been passed down from generation to generation to your father and me to be completely abandoned?"

"Oh? That's why you set up a website and a virtual idol in order to keep the shrine from being drained. Seriously, that 'Moon Night See you' who speaks so disgustingly can't really be you." Are you pretending to be an old pervert?!"

"...What are you talking about, why didn't I understand?"

Although he couldn't see his expression clearly because of the mask on his face, Xiaotong and I could see that Mikayue Daoman's body had just stiffened for a moment.

"It can't really be you, can it?!" Xiao Tong's expression changed drastically, she suddenly walked quickly to the paper sliding door next to her, and before Sanriyue Daoman could stop it, she slammed the door open.

"Wow~~"

I floated in with great interest, carefully observing the equipment placed on the low table in the center of the room.

The latest high-end computer, a very professional radio microphone at first glance, and a high-definition camera.The modern equipment looks a bit out of place with this Japanese-style room.

I gestured to Xiaotong, implying that the price of these things is not cheap.

Xiaotong turned angrily and asked Sanriyue Daoman, "Where did you get the money to buy these things?! I remember that the family didn't have much money before!"

Sanriyue Daoman avoided his daughter's gaze, looked out the window into the distance, and said: "There is a kind businessman who is very optimistic about the development of our shrine. He said that the ancient gods in the past have not kept up with the times. The people of the era need the gods of the new era. He suggested to me that brand-new technological means can be used to bring the shrine back to life. After hearing this, I was greatly moved, so we established a close cooperative relationship. These equipments are all sponsored by him , even the beautiful official website of our shrine was made with the help of that friendly friend~”

"What you said is true?" Xiaotong's face was full of disbelief, "This sounds beyond suspicious."

"Of course it's the truth, no one can deceive you!"

Xiaotong didn't seem to believe Daoman's words at all, her eyes scanned the room, and then she frowned soon, "Wait, those two historic calligraphy and paintings on the wall ? Also, where is the knife on the knife holder?! Didn’t you say that the knife is hundreds of years old, and I was not allowed to touch it when I was a child?!”

"Ah—" There seemed to be cold sweat flowing into the neck from under Sanriyue Daoman's mask, "That knife is hundreds of years old, and it is probably too rusty to pull out, and the painting is also incomprehensible , I just used these useless things to form a very deep friendship with that very kind businessman."

Xiaotong's face was as dark as the bottom of a pot, and her voice now seemed to come from Jiuyou: "Then, father, can you please tell me what is the wishing board? Why is it on it? Will the wish I made really come true in some way?"

"Huh? Wishes will be granted? What are you talking about?"

Sanriyue Daoman's tone sounded really confused.

Chapter 9 Family History

"You don't know?" Sanriyue Daoman's doubtful tone did not seem to be fake, which made Xiaotong hesitate for a while.

"Tsk, what should I know? Did you guys blame your father for something bad again?"

"The wishing board on the shrine's website, after someone made a wish on it, the wish came true in a weird way..."

Sanriyue Daoman sneered, "What are you thinking? That wishing board is just a decoration, something made to expand your reputation on the Internet and attract customers. You will never make a wish to a real god, let alone on it I can even believe this kind of thing, so my daughter is still a cute dreaming child~"

"Although it sounds weird, it's true! I can verify it for you now, um... I have a friend who made a wish and asked me to quit a game. As a result, my luck in that game was It's gotten weirdly bad!"

Xiaotong took out his mobile phone in front of Mikayue Daoman, opened the mobile game, and then pressed ten consecutive with the last stone.

The golden light flashed, and Xiaotong was stunned for a moment.

"Ah...shipped...this..."

A look of not knowing whether to be happy or embarrassed.

Sanri Yuedaoman slapped the round fan in his hand, and said strangely: "So? What do you want to prove through this? Didn't you play games so that your brain is broken?"

"No... there must be something wrong..."

Xiaotong quickly turned on the computer in front of him, opened the browser, and entered the wishing board of the website of Tsukiyomi Shrine.

"Hey, come and try to make a wish." Xiaotong said to her father.

"Heh." Mikayue Daoman sneered again, and casually made the wish of "I hope that [-] yen will fall from the sky now".

For a long while, nothing happened.

Xiaotong's face was a little hot, and she quickly added: "No, no, I remember, it seems that only bad wishes can come true."

Sanriyue Daoman thought about it again, and wrote [I hope that Dao Lei will hack Yaowangyuan].

Outside the window, the sky was clear, not to mention thunder and lightning, not even a cloud.

"No...that's not how I wish..."

"Come on..." Xiao Tong's words were interrupted impatiently by Mikayue Daoman, "This kind of urban legend is only believed by middle school girls like you. If any wish can be granted, then The world has been turned upside down long ago. Even a real god will not directly help you realize your wish, at most it will increase your confidence and luck in doing something, and give you a little blessing."

"Tsk...you make it sound like you've seen a real god." Xiaotong muttered disapprovingly.

"I am the God Lord, of course I can communicate with the gods."

"The kind of communication that pretends to be a beautiful girl god on the Internet?"

Sanriyue Daoman was choked for a moment, but then he shook his finger and said in a tone of "you don't understand": "Little Tong, you always say that I stick to the traditions of the past, but I didn't expect your thoughts to be so It's more rigid than my father. You don't see how big the market is for virtual idol gods. You don't have to travel long distances to worship. The popularity that can be gathered on the Internet is more than the number of worshipers who come in reality. It’s more than a hundred times more than a thousand times. In less than half a month since the broadcast, the sales of our shrine’s peripheral products have exceeded the past half a year, and now we have to replenish them urgently. This is the trend of the times! As long as we decorate the shrine, add some virtual idol culture, and organize some activities such as priestess experience and god concerts, maybe our shrine will also become a famous tourist attraction!"

Xiaotong looked at the three-day moon Daoman who was planning in this way, and she didn't know what to say. She paused for a moment, and then said: "You are doing this...is it disrespectful to the gods?"

Sanriyue Daoman shook his head, "No, this is what the gods want to see."

Xiaotong was well aware of her father's stubbornness, and sighed, "Okay, as long as you are happy."

Sankayue Daoman thought for a while, and suddenly hit his palm, as if he had an idea: "If you are interested, maybe we can add two more witch characters, and pull the outside Fubuki to form a three-person Vtuber Idol group debut~"

Xiaotong showed an expression as if he saw a cockroach in an instant, and quickly distanced himself from Mikayue Daoman, crossed his arms in front of his chest to form an "X", and expressed his rejection with all his strength.

"Tsk, if you don't want to be one, you don't want to be one. Is it necessary to act so disgusted? Daddy, I'm very sad?"

"Is that maiden outside named Fubuki? What's her last name?"

Sanriyue Daoman scratched his head, "Oh, I forgot."

Xiaotong complained to his father, unable to complain, and continued: "That person is suspicious, right? There are so many places where you can work, why did you come to work at a shrine so far away? It's not your father, you have something to do with him, right?"

"Little Tong, you really only think of people in the worst direction, how could there be that kind of..."

"Hey, you hesitated just now, right?!"

"Think too much, nothing."

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Xiaotong suspected that there was something wrong with her father's live broadcast, so she personally watched how he played "See you at the moon night" during Sanriyue Daoman's live broadcast at night.

After only watching for 10 minutes, she left the room used for the live broadcast extremely resolutely.

"This world is hopeless, let it be destroyed." She said so conclusively.

"Modern technology is really powerful, is the voice changer technology already so mature?" I also felt that it was an eye-opener.

However, I also have a question that I haven't figured out. Logically speaking, Vtuber should use a camera to capture facial expressions, and then reproduce the same facial expressions through anime images, right?

However, Uncle Sanriyue also wore that fox mask during the live broadcast... Why does the expression of the animated villain in the live broadcast screen still move?

Looking at Xiaotong, she doesn't seem to have any doubts about this, so maybe... I'm ignorant of new technologies, right?

"Xiaotong, the interaction between you and your father is really interesting~" I sighed.

"Ah?" Xiaotong frowned, "What's so interesting?"

"It's interesting everywhere, after all, it's hard for me to imagine myself arguing with my father for a day."

"...Every family has its own situation. My father has always been a very unreliable person. It's hard to imagine why my mother chose such a person."

"What kind of person is Xiao Tong's mother?"

"When my mother passed away, I was only five years old, and my memory about her... I can't remember clearly."

"Ah, sorry."

"It's nothing. Generally speaking, I think she is a very gentle person."

"Gentleness...is it?"

"Well, I will play games with me, do handicrafts and so on. I remember that I don't seem to speak too loudly. The voice is soft and nice."

"That's it, I'm really envious. But... may I ask, how did such a person die? Was it... a suicide?"

"This...who knows? Maybe it was like you, senior, who was possessed by some dirty thing and died. Most of the people in the Sankayue family died like this."

"Hmm... wait a minute. Your father is from Sankayue's family, right, and your mother... is too?"

Xiaotong grinned, "That's right, Mikazuki Reina. My father... should be considered a cousin relationship."

"...Cousin, this...wouldn't be a little bad?"

Xiaotong's smile became more and more sarcastic, she sighed, and then said: "Sister, you seem to know little about the Sankayue family and this shrine. In the past, the only people living here were people with the surname Sankayue, No outsiders can come in, you know what I mean?"

"You mean, the Sanriyue family doesn't intermarry with other surnames?? Why?"

"I heard that it is to maintain the purity of the blood. In the genealogy... it seems that there are examples of biological brothers and sisters or the union of sisters and brothers."

"The purity of the bloodline is terrifying... It's the 21st century, but do you still have such feudal and closed thoughts?"

Xiaotong shook her head, "There is no way, it is such a family. Fortunately, with me, the family history of this family is finally coming to an end."

Chapter 10 Murals

The night is getting darker.

Although I came back and turned around, I still didn't understand the wishing board.

Tomorrow, Xiaotong wants to meet the "very kind businessman" his father said, and he can imagine with his toes that that guy must have something to do with this incident.

Tonight, just rest first.

Xiaotong was going back to her own room that she hadn't been in for several months.

I don't know if it's Xiaotong's illusion, but I always feel that Mochizuki-senpai is much quieter at night than during the day.

This guy yelled that he was going to visit his room early in the morning, and said with a smirk that he would search her room to see if she had any shady collections.In the end, when she really went, she seemed unexpectedly...quiet and intellectual?

Xiaotong punched his forehead with his fist.I can actually see intelligence from Wang Yuemian, it must be because I am too tired today and have hallucinations.

Of course, the word "intellectual" doesn't match with Wang Yuemian, it's just that at night, her inner personality has switched to Ning Meng.

They are walking on the edge corridor (the narrow corridor under the eaves outside the wooden windows of Japanese-style buildings), and Ning Meng is looking at the structure of the shrine with great interest.

The main building of the shrine is built around the deep pool and the sacred tree. One side of the deep pool is the mountain wall, and the main hall is facing the mountain wall. On the edge of any building, you can see the sacred tree and the deep pool.

In fact, Ning Meng has been very curious since daytime. She asked full of curiosity: "Hey, Xiaotong, your shrine enshrines the gods of the moon and the night, but why is the Yushen body a water pool and a sacred tree? This seems to be related to the moon. Doesn't fit well?"

Xiao Tong didn't answer Ning Meng's question directly, but asked another seemingly irrelevant question: "Senior sister, there is a kind of wine called Yuejian wine, have you heard of it?"

"I seem to have heard... um... you mean, reflection?"

The original meaning of Yuejianjiu refers to the wine drunk when enjoying the moon outdoors. When drinking Yuejianjiu, there is often another special thing, which is to let the full moon be completely reflected in the cup, and then drink it in one go.

Xiaotong nodded, she pointed to the deep pool and said: "That pool is called Yuejian Pool, when the full moon is full, the full moon will be reflected in the center of the pool, so the real Yushen Body is actually the moon in the water. "

Ning Meng nodded to show that she understood, but then she pointed to the tree and asked, "So, what about that tree?"

"That tree is an osmanthus tree. Isn't it said in Chinese mythology that there is an osmanthus tree that can be cut and joined together in the Moon Palace? There seems to be no such saying in Japan, but in ancient times, there seems to be legends saying that it is , On the day of Tsukimi Festival, the moon will be full of sweet-scented osmanthus. Therefore, the osmanthus tree is often related to the moon. I heard that the Tsukimi wine that our shrine used to use in the Tsukimi festival was made from the sweet-scented osmanthus of this tree. "

"Osmanthus wine, it sounds delicious, do you still have it?"

Xiaotong shook her head, "This tree...hasn't bloomed for a long time, probably... since the year my mother hanged herself on the tree. I suspect that it's my mother's resentment towards this tree. what effect..."

"Well...it's a pity."