I, the lord of ghost stories

A large first quarter Moon hangs in the western sky.

At this time, the moonlight was just on the ramp in front of the shrine, illuminating the steps.

Next to the moon floated one or two silver clouds.

The puffy clouds move eastward in the night sky, so looking at the moon, it seems pretty clear that it's moving westward at the same speed.

In front of the shrine, the steps are clear and clean.

Under the moonlight, this hurried figure ran along the steps, directly bypassed the main hall, and went to the "Forest of Guardians" behind.

It is said to be a guarded forest, but the family of Sifeng Courtyard did not really have the extravagance to buy a forest.

Just a grove of cherry blossoms.

Four tall cherry trees cast a faint shadow under the moonlight

"Go to hell! Go to hell! Go to hell!"

Whispering with resentment, in the quiet night, it seems so mysterious.

The slim girl, with her long hair blowing in the wind, was holding a hammer and trying to nail a straw man.

"Boom-thump-thump-"

In the dull sound, the nails entered the trunk of the tree inch by inch.

"Your Highness, you are an ugly girl!"

Sachiko covered her cherry lips with a little surprise, and asked:

"Is it a monster handed down from ancient times?"

"No, this is a living person!"

Sifengyuan stared at the figure in the light curtain intently, and said with certainty.

"My enchantment will block all non-human things, unless allowed."

"It's just ordinary people, even if it's late at night, I will allow them to take shelter inside... Many homeless people can hide from the wind and rain on benches and pavilions in the shrine, and I will not expel them."

"But this...is visiting the shrine when Chou Shi, she must want to curse someone."

"The Ugly Girl is said to be one of the ancient Japanese ghosts, a girl with an elegant posture and a pure look, who was the emperor's concubine.

After entering the palace, she was favored at the beginning, but because she gave birth to a baby girl, she was rejected by the emperor.

Unwilling, the woman wore three candles on top of her head, and performed sorcery when she was ugly, summoning resentful spirits to curse and hurt the emperor's new favorite concubine. "

"This story has been passed down from word to mouth for a long time.

The power of aura has accumulated and accumulated, giving birth to quite a few mysteries - one of which is the worship of Choushi. "

"People believe that the girl who visits the ugly time is equal to [Ugly Girl], and can use the magic power of [Ugly Girl] to curse others."

"This in itself constitutes a [curse], a curse imposed by stories and people's chanting."

"So even if it's just an ordinary girl, if she visits the shrine with great resentment, there is a certain chance of success."

"Of course, this has a certain probability, very low... If it is done by a complete layman, the success rate is less than one in a thousand."

Sachiko asked the question:

"Where does the aura come from?"

"The so-called aura is the aura that fills all things. It is not a gas, but a spirit."

"People are no exception, they also have aura."

"That's why the human heart can breed weird things, cause miracles, and build mystery... The foundation of everything lies in this spirit."

“[All things have spirits]—this is the foundation of Yin-Yang Law, the foundation of Shintoism, and the foundation of all spells.”

"Without this spirit that is abundant between the heaven and the earth, there would be no miracles, no curses, and no demons."

Sifeng Yuanyu got up from the chair, feeling a little emotional.

"The construction of the shrine isn't completely finished yet, Sachiko."

"Yes, according to the design drawings, the amount of engineering involved is relatively large, but the main body has been completed."

"Does our shrine have any legends about Ugami visiting?"

"Are you talking about ghost stories?"

Sachiko has been at the shrine for a long time, and she can say more clearly about some changes during this time.

"So far, I haven't heard any strange stories about this."

Sifengin Shrine has always been a shrine focusing on blessings and safety, such as warding off evil spirits and eliminating disasters, blessing transshipment, and blessing travel safety.

It is a god of righteousness, not a god of disaster.

Chapter 74 Curse Yourself

Under the moonlit night, the shadows of the trees whirled.

The girl who was running fast across the torii gate, which was solemn and solemn in the daytime but almost melted in the night at this time, finally stopped.

Panting slightly, she pushed back a strand of hair that was wet with sweat behind her ear.

At this time, outside the shrine, two fox-like guards beside the stone beast quietly walked a familiar girl.

She looked only the height of a middle school student, wearing an old postman uniform, with a cute face like an angel under a wide-brimmed hat.

At this time, the girl was watching her with painful eyes.

"Wenga."

After the panting girl pronounced the name, silence fell between the two of them.

The evening wind blows, rustling the leaves on the ground.

The moonlight shone on Wen Jia's face, she was so sad.

It's like seeing a good friend go astray.

After a long time, the girl raised her head and broke the silence:

"Thank you for sending me my mother's letter."

"This...is not right."

Wen Jia spoke softly, with sadness in his eyes.

"It's not your fault."

Wen Jia felt a little sad.

Post-death texts are given to the dead, the last chance for the living to express their emotions.

However, not all of the letters she delivered brought good results.

For example... the girl in front of me.

"Why...why do you care about me?"

"Anyway, your work is only as far as I receive the letter?"

The girl was a little agitated, and her words became a little sharper.

"I can do whatever I want after that, it has nothing to do with you."

Then, as if realizing that her attitude was not very good, her attitude softened.

"I'm sorry... I was not in a good mood just now."

She bowed and apologized to Wen Jia:

"Anyway, thank you, Wen Jia."

She went around and ran quickly down the road.

After the girl ran away, she still stayed at Wenga in front of the shrine, looking at the wooden torii with two rows of white lanterns.

"Wen Jia, should we go?"

Her cane made a girlish voice.

It was a lively and cheerful voice.

"The schedule is already very full, as always, and the tasks of this month will accumulate to the next month."

"Zhenshan... Tell me, what is the meaning of Wen's existence after death?"

"Huh? Text is a letter after death!"

"It's just that the party who sent the letter is a bit special."

"The last obsession of the dead who linger in the world."

The talking cane is a magic prop, its name is Zhenshan, and it is Wenjia's partner.

It is very familiar with Wen Jia's character, and knows that Wen Jia, who is delicate and sensitive, is still sad about the incident just now.

"Wen Jia, don't dig into the horns. Wen after death is just a special kind of letter, which is not different from other letters."

"We are only responsible for delivering the letter. Whether it is good or bad after that has nothing to do with us."

"But... I think the text after death is different."

Wen Jia's heart became firm.

"That is the only one chance for the deceased to express his heart to the present world...so the meaning is different."

"Even if what you said is true, but the final thoughts don't mean they are all well-intentioned."

Zhenshan chattered endlessly, trying to correct Wen Jia's thinking:

"You can't expect so many letters, there is no such thing."

"If you want me to say, Wen Jia, you are so kind, we are almost overwhelmed with our own work... Hey, are you listening?"

The silver hair reveals a wide-brimmed hat, and the girl, who is facing up to the sky, holds up her cane.

"Zhenshan, order 9975."

The flowing light spread from the place where the cane touched the palm, quickly turning both her and the cane into a piece of fluorescence.

"Wen Jia, what are you going to do?"

Zhenshan felt a strong spirit gathering, like the power of magma, gradually forming an upward momentum.

"I want to talk to the god here!"

In the next moment, the condensed light bloomed.

Distortions like faint ripples appeared in the air.

White light with a layer of light curtain quickly appeared from near to far.

The torii is a white door hanging down.

Based on the location of the torii gate, the entire area of ​​the shrine is shrouded in a light curtain of white light.

Another reality that mortals will never perceive is revealed because of her power.

"Please come in."

Following the voice of a young man, the door in front of him was slightly opened with a gap, allowing one person to enter.

"Hey, that's an enchantment, you can't just enter it—"

Before Zhen Shan finished speaking, the girl had already trotted forward, her silver hair was like lightning in the night.

Her posture is so decisive, firm, without any hesitation, without delay.

The real entrance to the shrine closed quickly, disappearing into the air.

"Wen Jia, is it really necessary to do this step?"

Zhenshan continued to persuade.

"Obviously none of our business."