This Japanese Monogatari Isn't Lame
Chapter 112 - 111. Watanabe Father and Daughter

Chapter 112: Chapter 111. Watanabe Father and Daughter

The vengeful spirit clad in white hunting attire turned out to be a priest from Shenzhu Shrine involved in some kind of ritual.

Perhaps it was when Hirasaka Hikari went camping outside, he inadvertently came to the area around Shenzhu Village.

And that area had once held a certain ritual; Hirasaka Hikari was attracted by the remnants of the ritual, and eventually became spirited away.

Although he was fortunately found in the end, he was still haunted by the vengeful spirit.

It was also because the Hirasaka family had contacted Master Yutian in advance, or else Hirasaka Hikari would sooner or later be completely eroded, and the time might come when he, controlled by the vengeful spirit, would commit a serious crime.

Similarly, it was fortunate that the priestly vengeful spirit was more interested in eroding the vitality of Hirasaka Hikari; otherwise, if it were to directly leave his physical medium, that would have been a bloody and brutal incident.

After all, ordinary physical means cannot threaten a spirit.

Baji Fist from Beichuan Si as well as various joint techniques also must be imbued with the aura of death to touch the vengeful spirits and cause them harm.

Beichuan Si inserted the fragment of paper into his notebook.

"Anyway, I still have to make a trip to Shenzhu Village," Beichuan Si muttered to himself before straightforwardly taking out his phone.

Originally, he had planned to come over to get a general idea of the situation, then return to Tokyo, and wait for Magong Tongchun’s spring break.

But he hadn’t expected the issue with Shenzhu Village to be so extensive, so massive.

Even after arriving here, while Beichuan Si had found quite a bit of folklore material, what surfaced was just the tip of the iceberg.

In that case, it seemed he would have to take a leave of absence.

Even before coming here, Beichuan Si had already discussed it with Qian Xia Chiyuki; now, it was just a matter of calling her to ask for her help in applying for the leave.

After resolving the issue with the school, Beichuan Si put down his phone, placed Nishijou Kurenai into his pocket, shouldered his backpack, and stepped out of the guesthouse.

Some preparations were needed before setting out.

Three flashlights, several batteries, a map of the outskirts of Shimadu City, three large bags of high-calorie compressed biscuits, a water bottle, a sleeping bag, flint, gloves, a warm hat, warm clothing...

Beichuan Si didn’t know what the situation was like in Shenzhu Village right now; if he was forced to stay overnight due to some circumstance, at least he wouldn’t have to worry about replenishing his stamina.

The gloves and warm hat were also for the drastic temperature changes in the mountains at night.

"That should about do it."

Having prepared the necessary items, Beichuan Si then looked over the map in his hand as he took a bus out of the city area.

Indeed, Beichuan Si did not know the exact location of Shenzhu Village, but the Shenzhu Mountain Area was clearly marked on the map.

And Shenzhu Village was hidden within the expanse of rolling mountains.

Moreover, on this journey, Beichuan Si also encountered many kind-hearted people who had just returned from camping in the Shenzhu Mountain Area.

With the help and guidance of these warm-hearted people, Beichuan Si finally arrived near Shenzhu Mountain before nightfall—

Beside a small river called Shenzhu River.

...

Winter nights always came quickly, and by the time Beichuan Si had nearly set up camp, the oppressive night had already descended.

Around him, campers continued to arrive since this was the only source of water nearby, making camping here much more convenient.

In the darkness, with the rise of each blazing fire, this desolate wilderness gained a touch of human activity.

"It’s a pity that few people know the exact location of Shenzhu Village," Beichuan Si said as he stretched his hands to warm them by the fire, looking around.

He had just asked some people who had arrived at Shenzhu River before him, but these travelers uniformly responded with answers like, "Shenzhu Village? There doesn’t seem to be a place like that here," and "I don’t know, I’ve never heard of it."

Now things were getting a bit tricky, if even the tourists who frequently visited the Shenzhu Mountain area didn’t know, then where exactly was Shenzhu Village? It seemed they might have to spend some more time investigating the location of Shenzhu Village.

Beichuan Si thought about it and reached for the kettle by the fire pit, but before he could take a sip, someone patted him on the shoulder.

"Haha, Mr. Beichuan, still sulking here drinking water alone? Really, there’s no need to be like this, even if you had a fight with your girlfriend!"

A middle-aged man with a greenish stubble on his face and wearing a warm coat laughed heartily.

"Mr. Dubian," Beichuan Si nodded to him, expressionless.

This Mr. Dubian Mayi was the first person Beichuan Si had approached for inquiries.

It happened to be a holiday, and he had brought his twelve-year-old daughter Dubian Qiansui out to experience the outdoor life.

But from his current behavior, one could tell that this guy was really a delusional maniac.

Beichuan Si had only asked him about the direction to Shenzhu Village, but Dubian Mayi thought Beichuan Si was heartbroken, coming out to the suburbs alone to vent the frustration of a failed romance.

Of course, a big reason for this misunderstanding was that Beichuan Si had kept silent on the matter.

"What are you eating that for now?" After patting Beichuan Si’s shoulder, Dubian Mayi noticed the unopened compressed biscuits in his gloves. His expression turned stern, and without further ado, he dragged Beichuan Si up, saying, "The curry rice that your Uncle Dubian is cooking is almost ready. Eating that stuff here is not as good as going over to mine!"

"...I was afraid there wouldn’t be enough for you all," Beichuan Si frowned slightly.

He hadn’t expected Dubian Mayi to be so enthusiastic.

"What do you mean not enough! If it’s not enough, we’ll just make more! I’ve prepared at least three pots of ingredients for making curry!"

"..." Beichuan Si.

Alright, with what you’ve said, it seems I don’t have much choice.

Beichuan Si stopped making excuses and took steps toward the tent set up by Dubian Mayi.

Dubian Qiansui was a very well-behaved little girl, with her hair neatly tied into eight braids, her little face still flushed with warmth.

At the moment, seeing Dubian Mayi dragging Beichuan Si over, Dubian Qiansui who was busy taste-testing quickly steadied herself and called out prettily, "Brother Beichuan."

"Hmm, we meet again, Qiansui," Beichuan Si nodded to Dubian Qiansui.

He was indeed very gentle to the little girl he had just met.

However, his gentleness merely consisted of relaxing his expression and nodding to her.

"Haha, Qiansui! I’ve pulled over this stoic-faced guy for you! Now you’re satisfied, right?"

"Dad!" Dubian Qiansui’s fair little face blushed slightly, "I was just concerned that Brother Beichuan was camping alone, that’s all!"

Dubian Mayi, with no filter on his mouth, had exposed her kind intentions, how could she not be embarrassed?

But Dubian Mayi didn’t care at all, he turned his face to the small hanging pot and asked.

"Is the curry ready? I’m starving to death!"

Dubian Mayi acted like a big Salty Egg, letting his daughter take care of him, unbelievable.

Beichuan Si rubbed his temples.

"It’s not going to kill you," Dubian Qiansui rolled her eyes, scooped out some rice broth from another small hanging pot, and mumbled, "The curry is almost done, just waiting for the rice to cook."

On the riverbank, smoke from cooking gently rose.

Dubian Qiansui’s voice lecturing Dubian Mayi could be heard from time to time.

The night seemed to grow even thicker...

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