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Therefore, it is impossible for him to experience the pain of the ghost sergeant now.
The situations and circumstances between the two are so different.
At most, it's just the palpitations of feeling sympathy for one's own kind and grief over the death of a rabbit.
So...
Now that one of the goals of this trip has been achieved, it’s time for me to head to the next destination.
Finally, I took a look at K’s cemetery and the tombstone of the ghost sergeant.
After taking a long breath, Sakurai turned over, got on the motorcycle, and sped away towards the next target.
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......
"Found it. It really took me a while to find it."
Sakurai's second destination, the site of H Castle.
Finally he found it.
So, the positioning given by that unscrupulous businessman is not accurate at all.
When we arrived at the location he gave us, we couldn't see the site of H city at all. In the end, it was only after Sakurai called him and updated the location that we found it.
The straight-line distance between the two locations is a full kilometer.
That damn profiteer definitely did it on purpose.
Sakurai gritted his teeth for a while and then turned over and got off the motorcycle.
"I'll walk the rest of the way by myself, just pick me up here later."
After patting the seat of the motorcycle, Sakurai waved his hand and walked towards the mountain path in the dense forest.
Behind Sakurai, the motorcycle lights flashed, and finally he found a suitable place to park himself.
"So..."
"What kind of surprises can this bring me?"
As he walked, his clothes seamlessly changed into a black leather battle suit. Sakurai licked his dry lips. After the battle with the ghost sergeant, he began to look forward to what kind of surprises the other powerful psychic mentioned by the profiteer would bring him.
Is it a fight or a negotiation?
Sakurai didn't know that everything would be decided by the next spirit.
"Well, such a heavy grudge."
"This feeling is like being immersed in sea water and feeling suffocated. It's really unbearable."
"Huang Shen Ya, light a fire for me."
The moment the words fell, an invisible flame ignited on Sakurai's body, instantly dispelling the sticky feeling that followed him like a shadow.
The greenery here is unexpectedly good.
At a glance, the smallest tree is about ten meters tall.
The trees with lush branches and leaves form large green umbrellas.
If you come here at noon, you will probably be grateful that there are so many of them to block the glare of the sun.
Unfortunately, it was already late at night when Sakurai arrived here.
The over-prosperity of trees will only further reduce the already low temperature.
The woods were exceptionally quiet at night, with dense and numerous branches blocking Sakurai's head.
The bright moonlight shone through the gaps between the branches and only barely fell on Sakurai, temporarily illuminating the dark mountain path.
However, Sakurai has the ability of night vision, so this is not a big deal.
Compared to this, since it is a city site, and it is recorded as a historical site that can be visited.
I think there should be something like a map or a signboard.
As Sakurai was thinking this, he saw a severely moldy signboard, which clearly recorded the entire map of the H city site.
As expected of me, I can predict things like a god.
After praising himself shamelessly, Sakurai picked up his phone and took two photos, saving the map with his camera. Compared to spending a lot of time and effort to memorize, modern equipment is much more convenient.
Don't think of me as an old-fashioned person who doesn't understand modern technology.
I was only sixteen years old.
Sakurai thought, casually ignoring his age in his previous life.
Um...
Before we start looking for the other spirit, let's take a look at the story here.
Since it is a place that can be visited, there should be a relevant [background story].
Thinking this, Sakurai flipped through the information the bartender had prepared for him.
Found it, let me take a look...
Talk about the supernatural experience at H city site.
First, the spirits of dozens of defeated warriors, women, and children lingered here.
Secondly, you will hear footsteps outside your UI, and the number will continue to increase until they follow you home.
Third, around the waterfall or the city ruins, you can feel the gazes and presence of many people.
Fourthly, you will hear the sound of a staff hitting the ground, as well as the loud sounds of flutes and drums.
Fifth, you can feel a very strong aura on the waterfall.
Sixth, you will meet an old woman late at night.
Um...
Except for the sixth one which feels like it’s just there to make up the number, do the others have anything to do with the exaggerated numbers and waterfalls?
I roughly understand.
Sakurai nodded to himself, indicating that he probably knew the location of the second spirit.
When Sakurai put away his phone and looked up, a spirit dressed in Warring States period style appeared in front of Sakurai.
Oh...
Have you met the real boss?
The old woman in story number six.
"Are you here for a visit?"
The old woman looked at Sakurai and forced a smile on her wrinkled face.
"Yes, I am here for a visit."
“I want to go to the [waterfall] and see it.”
"Could you please show me the way, old man?"
His right hand inadvertently stroked the hilt of Aragami's sword, and Sakurai naturally revealed a bright smile that only a sunny and cheerful big boy could show.
"Waterfall, I'll take you there."
Having said this, the old man turned his back and walked towards the depths on his own.
very good...
A good start, the guiding NPC makes a brilliant appearance.
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Sakurai was at the back and the old man was at the front, with two meters between the man and the spirit, and their movements were completely synchronized.
"That place is full of regrets."
At this time, a hoarse and vicissitudes of life voice sounded, and the old man seemed to be explaining the story that happened in this place in the past.
"During the Azuchi-Momoyama period, the H Castle located here was captured in just one day."
"A thousand city soldiers are no match for an enemy force of 15,000."
"At that time, most of the troops went to participate in other wars. The only ones left in the city were women, but surrendering did not save them."
Sakurai folded his arms across his chest and stood still, quietly looking at the old man's back and listening to the hoarse voice.
"They cut off the heads of women and displayed them in public, just to shake the morale of the soldiers fighting elsewhere."
"Then the massacre began."
"[It is better to end one's life directly than to be beheaded in front of one's family]..."
"The women who were still alive committed suicide and fell into the waterfall in the main hall."
"It is said that the river water there was dyed red for three days and three nights."
"We are going to the legendary waterfall now."
The old woman chattered on and on about what had happened on this land in the past, as if she was really just a tour guide.
"Why did you stop?"
Turning his head 180 degrees to look at Sakurai, the old man's wrinkled face was full of confusion.
"Nothing, I'm just a little curious, how can a weak psychic like you have rationality."
"You don't think you're disguising yourself very well."
"For my thirsty greed."
The moment he raised his hand, the Fang of the God of Wilderness fell into his hand. He threw it away and it pierced the old woman's chest.
A ten-centimeter hole was formed.
"Ah ah ah ah ah ah ah!!!!"