The last Onmyoji

Chapter 254 Missionaries

Jiuliang has lost the loss just now, the me just now should have belonged to lust and courage to suppress my reason, but now I don't even have the courage to look at him, the two of us who are stiff just hug each other and fall asleep, waiting until I When I woke up, there was no one around me, only the lingering breath told me that all of this really happened, maybe this is the biggest obstacle for us two, her pride made her not willing to be a mistress, and I However, when he was not impulsive, he did not have the thought and courage to be sorry to Lin Xiaoyao.

After we got up, we ate something casually. Uncle Er and Song Zhai's people were in the deepest part of the valley, but there was still no news, not even from inside the valley. According to the usual practice, this even meant that they More bad luck, after I ate with Jiuliang, I wanted to go to Fatty and the others to discuss the strange radio wave. After I got out of the tent, I found that Fatty and Hei San were walking along the road left by those Songzhai people. The rope is climbing up.

"Hey! What are you doing?" I yelled at them.

"Damn it, this coffin is completely empty!" the fat man shouted from above.

"Corps, no mummy?" I called out to them.

"No, there's only a pile of hair." The fat man slid down. After climbing up and down for a while, the fat man was covered in sweat. After he got down, his hands were worn out. Wiping the blood over there, he said to me: "I thought Lin Baqian and the others were looking for something. It turned out that they were looking for a coffin with a dead body."

After I finished speaking, after hearing his words, I felt as if I understood something in a trance, but I couldn't grasp it. At this time, the fat man shouted at Hei San and Lin Erdan: "It's all fucking nothing. It's gone, don't look for it."

After hearing what the fat man said, Er Dan got down from the coffin formation like a spider web, while Hei San was still busy on it, and the fat man shouted: "You're fucking sick again? When you see the coffin, you just want to open to take a look?"

Hei San didn't say a word, and continued to search for something on it. It seemed that he was really paranoid. Now I was anxious to discuss with them about the Japanese, so I yelled at him: "Hei San, come down first. I want to discuss something with you, what are you doing?"

Hei San just glanced at me, and called me a sentence from above, this sentence was spoken in Henan, and he spoke very quickly: "I believe your second uncle definitely knows that you are behind the valley , No matter what he does, he will never fail to leave a message for you, I believe he has a signal!"

"What bird language is he talking about?" the fat man asked me.

"He thinks that my second uncle will leave us a guiding signal." I looked at Hei San who was still on the coffin. I am the second uncle's nephew. I am even a little ashamed at this point. No matter when, Hei San's trust and understanding of his second uncle was higher than mine. I didn't say anything, and the three of them quietly looked at Hei San who was busy above.

He trusted Second Uncle, would Second Uncle live up to his trust in Second Uncle?
We waited at the foot of the mountain for almost an hour. While I was waiting, I was also paying attention to the movement of the Japanese over there. It seems that Liu Wangnan definitely did not wrong them. The four of them have not been out in a day today. That tent, I presume, was busy with radio stuff inside.

Hei San climbed along the rope and looked at the coffins one by one during the climb. This was undoubtedly an extremely exhausting task, but after more than two hours, he refused to come down to rest After a while, until I gave up, the figure of Hei San suddenly stopped in one place, and he was holding the rope with one hand, and the other hand was on the mountain wall, doing something with a knife, and we stopped at once. up.

Could it be that if he guessed right, is there any information left behind?
After a while, Hei San suddenly pulled out a white bone from the mountain wall, with broken pieces of cloth still hanging on his body, when Hei San pulled it out, Hei San even found something on his body.

After a while, the spider-man who had been hanging on the mountain wall for a long time finally came down slowly from the mountain wall. The whole person was a little unstable. He wiped his sweat, took something out of his pocket and smiled wryly at us. He said: "If I don't find something, how fucking embarrassing will I be?"

In his hand, he held a pocket watch, a black book-like thing, I hurried over, I have no interest in pocket watches, instead I took the black book, what we lack most now is information, Regarding all the information, Hei San did not hide it, and handed me the Bible directly.

After I quickly opened it, I froze instantly. What I was holding in my hand was nothing but a Bible!It was full of fine print.

The fat man also received a pocket watch just now, and then handed it to Hei San, and said with a smile: "This is the fucking thing you found in a few hours?"

I leaned over and took a look. The surface of this pocket watch was a bit corroded, but the inside was basically well preserved. There was a photo inside, a photo of a bearded foreigner, who looked very kind, wearing a black robe, and looked very much like A missionary's attire.

"This bastard is a Christian." The fat man flipped through the Bible and said.

Hei San’s face was ugly, and it made anyone feel uncomfortable. He thought he had found something useful, but it turned out to be a bunch of rubbish. No one could bear this feeling. He took the Bible and squatted on the ground while drinking water while reading , said: "Even if there are no words, at least this is useful. At least it proves that besides the Japanese, there was another missionary who came here."

He flipped through it, and I was about to tell them about the radio, which was a threat right in front of me, but just as I opened my mouth, Black Three said over there: "I said it's impossible to use nothing, come on, Look, there are words here."

I leaned over and found that there was a line of extremely blurred words on the white paper printed behind the Bible. It was just a line of English. I am a college student anyway, so I don’t even know this.

"What's written on it?" the fat man asked me.

"I will never betray my Lord, I will never sell my own soul to a demon, Almighty Lord, your people, always serve you, may your glory quickly illuminate this cursed land .” I said, and after I finished speaking, I was also puzzled, this is the original words in the back of the Bible.

"What do you mean, the missionary was still praying at the end?" the fat man said.

"Ask Xiaofan. This should be that person's last words. It seems that there are other gods who want his soul, but he is not willing?" Hei San looked at me.

A few of them looked at me, and the hazy concept I got at the beginning, until now, seemed to be strung together into a thread, and I felt that I seemed to understand something.

I looked at the statues of gods that I had never seen facing the coffin. At this time, I really felt that they were looking at me, as if they were looking at poor ants.

"If my guess is correct, this missionary, like the man of the old lady in Yamaguchi, also went to the mysterious wishing wall, and then he was a cursed person." I said slowly, Whenever I say the word curse, I always feel very weird inside, because I feel like I'm talking about myself.

"And then?" The fat man looked at me and asked, he seemed very confused, why I, who has always been the silliest, can see through a lot of things at this time, he couldn't think of it, I can think of it, and I think more, because I am a person who has experienced it personally. is a cursed man.

"A cursed person, Mrs. Yamaguchi's man, can resist the curse because he is a Japanese onmyoji, and this missionary also belongs to the Western religion, so he must have reached the end, Bai When the hair was all over the body, I felt the power of the old lady Yamaguchi's mouth, calling from somewhere. I came here."

"What should I say is that when they are unable to resist the curse, they should be able to know that they can see things that others cannot see, or they may have heard the words of other gods and came here. If I guessed correctly, they came here. When I got here, I buried myself in coffins, and those coffins were prepared for the cursed.”

"This missionary thought that hiding his body in a coffin was a blasphemy against his Lord, so he chose to jump out of the coffin at the most critical moment and died in the gap."

"There are many cursed people, they are also in the coffin, but now it is an empty coffin, what can you think? They may have really gone to serve, the so-called god." I said.

After finishing speaking, the few of us were silent, maybe I didn't understand what I said, they were still chewing on the taste of my words, after a while, the fat man suddenly frowned and said: "Why do I feel, I seem to smell a conspiracy the taste of?"

"Huh?" I looked at him and asked.

"The wishing wall is a scam. Many people were deceived, and then they were infected with a curse. This curse is for the so-called 'god' to continuously transport slaves and let them come here. Do you think Fatty is right?" Fatty road.

We looked at each other in blank dismay, what the fat man said sounded absurd to me.

However, it seems that this word has revealed the truth.

(End of this chapter)