This Japanese Monogatari Isn't Lame
Chapter 451 - 301. Departure (4000 words)_2

Chapter 451: Chapter 301. Departure (4000 words)_2

But upon hearing this, Hobu Tian became elated, "So my Buddha statue and sacred rope are actually useful?!"

Yes, Beichuan Si hadn’t called his name; this meant that the two items he had found must be helpful for the upcoming actions, right?

While Hobu Tian was rejoicing, Beichuan Si’s voice, undisturbed, rang out, "The sacred rope is severed and has naturally lost its ’isolating’ function, and as for the Buddha statue... it’s simply junk, useless for anything. I don’t want you to bring these two things, feeling they would only drag us down. Besides, the Buddha statue must be quite heavy."

Uh—

Hobu Tian’s smug expression faded.

He dejectedly put away the Buddha statue and the sacred rope, no longer displaying them on the table, looking a bit wronged.

He must have paid a considerable price to get his hands on these things.

Seeing them put away all the items on the table, Beichuan Si continued to speak:

"I’ve understood your state of preparation."

He reached for his travel shoulder bag, pulling it toward him, and took out what he had prepared.

Two powerful flashlights, compressed biscuits, a small canteen, an entrenching tool, signal sticks...

Just a simple set of items.

They didn’t look idealistic at all.

It was only because train stations in Japan don’t do security checks; otherwise, with these items, Beichuan Si surely wouldn’t have passed any security.

Uh...

The other four opened their mouths, all seeming to have something to criticize.

But their thoughts were fully perceived by Beichuan Si.

Beichuan Si picked up the powerful flashlight and said calmly, "Do you think I should be holding a talisman, and with a mouth full of various incantations that you can’t understand, dash forward ostentatiously to seal the resentful spirit lurking in the dark?"

"Isn’t that how it’s usually supposed to be..." Hobu Tian opened his mouth, but under Beichuan Si’s gaze, he didn’t dare continue.

After silencing Hobu Tian with a look, Beichuan Si also took out a foldable backpack from inside his large travel bag.

What came out next was a battered little doll and a Shinra Bell.

"This is the idealistic stuff you’re looking for," Beichuan Si said as he placed Nishijou Kurenai and the Shinra Bell on the table, explaining, "Kurenai can protect you to a certain extent, but it’s best not to put all your hopes on her. The Shinra Bell will ring when a resentful spirit attacks, and you must remember this as well."

Now that’s more like it!

Seeing Beichuan Si finally turn idealistic, the other four nodded in satisfaction.

They couldn’t just watch Beichuan Si perform a physical exorcism, could they? That would be too unreliable.

Beichuan Si didn’t care about their looks; he methodically packed all his items into the backpack, and finally stretched his hand towards the door.

"These are all the things I’ve brought. As for you, now just go to the nearby sports store and buy the same setup I have, and later we can go check out the situation."

"Okay."

They exchanged glances and answered in unison.

After all, following Beichuan Si couldn’t be wrong; he was the most experienced among them.

Beichuan Si watched them leave one by one, finally turning to look at Gongben Naoki, who hesitated, wanting to say something.

Seeing Beichuan Si look over, Gongben Naoki became a bit uneasy; she lifted her beautiful and cute face:

"Mr. Beichuan..."

"I’ll do what I promised you, and I won’t do what I can’t. You go get ready, we’ll go check out the situation later," Beichuan Si said gently.

"I understand," Gongben Naoki sighed with relief, stood up, bowed respectfully to Beichuan Si, and then pulled the door closed as she left.

With this, everyone had departed.

Beichuan Si slung the foldable backpack over his shoulder, patted the still motionless Nishijou Kurenai and Shinra Bell, and said in an exceptionally indifferent tone, "Let’s set off."

Yes, from the start, he had never planned to go check out the situation with Gongben Naoki and the others.

To be exact, he had decided from the very beginning to go it alone.

After all, carrying four burdens would certainly be less steady than acting on his own.

The reason Mr. Beichuan chose to consult with Tanaka Takashi and Yamakou Hideyasu was that he thought it best to first gather everyone together under his watchful eye. This way, they wouldn’t foolishly risk their lives, and he could serve as a protector for this group of burdens—

Of course, the main reason was that the rules for the midnight haunted house review clearly required the participation of five people.

If Mr. Beichuan didn’t take care of those four and simply went to Yamanashi Prefecture by himself, only to fail to find any traces of the spiritual realm or vengeful spirits, it would be particularly troublesome to go back and search for them.

Mr. Beichuan was a person who disliked trouble. A useful tool—cough cough—a useful person, he certainly wouldn’t pass up the opportunity.

In fact, had he gone by himself this time and casually solved this matter, Hobu Tian and the others wouldn’t have needed to continue being anxious and taking risks.

Wouldn’t that be more cause for celebration?

Therefore, Mr. Beichuan planned to go alone first to assess the situation. If something could be resolved, he would handle it himself. If there were no clues, he would retreat and wait for the arrival of May 1st.

With this in mind, Mr. Beichuan, carrying Nishijou Kelian and the Shinra Bell, headed towards Jishi Park.

After walking about seven hundred meters, Mr. Beichuan could already see the outline of Jishi Park from a distance.

"So this is Jishi Park..."

Mr. Beichuan narrowed his eyes as he gazed at the ghastly structures in front of him,

The white plaques covered in stains and weathered by the elements.

Beneath this white plaque lay a row of iron gates.

Next to the squat iron gate was a security room, and to the right front of the security room stood a barren, completely dead tree.

This old tree had appeared in the baseball cap’s video; moreover, a female ghost with resentful expressions hung from it...

Mr. Beichuan took out his phone from his pocket, took a picture of the old tree, then turned his head and walked towards the amusement park.

The squat iron gate was not difficult to climb over; Mr. Beichuan could easily scale it with one hand.

After vaulting the iron gate, what came into view was the completely abandoned flower bed landscape.

The soil was scattered everywhere, the flowers had vanished, and the flower beds were stuffed with wildly growing weeds.

Some flower beds were simply shattered, looking utterly disordered and chaotic.

This place seemed to have been completely forgotten by people; there weren’t even any graffiti, everything maintained the appearance of having been ravaged by the wind and rain.

Who could imagine that in years past, at this entrance, actors dressed in various costumes used to come out to greet people and perform some skill shows.

Mr. Beichuan bypassed the flower beds and continued walking further in.

Past the overlapping flower beds was a fork in the road.

There were three forks, leading to Happy Valley, Adventure Valley, and Scare Valley, respectively.

Happy Valley mostly had rides like carousels, bumper cars, couple’s teacups, and Ferris wheels, which were popular with girls and children.

Adventure Valley was a summer water park area that opened only during certain times.

The haunted house that Mr. Beichuan wanted to visit was in Scare Valley, which leaned towards thrilling rides like roller coasters and U-shaped skateboards.

"The far right one?"

Mr. Beichuan turned his head, and naturally, a deathly aura flickered in his eyes.

Through the perspective of deathly aura, the air rippled with faint grudges.

Indeed.

Mr. Beichuan lifted his foot and slowly walked towards Scare Valley.

And the moment he fully stepped into the fork leading to Scare Valley, a chill also intertwined around him.

The spring sunlight seemed incapable of shining on this desolate land.

Mr. Beichuan instinctively turned his head.

Without knowing when, a clown doll shorter than him had silently appeared behind him.

The sanguine, wide smile, and the ridiculous yet sinister big red nose sent an involuntary chill down one’s spine...

Thud!!!!!

Stuffing flew in all directions.

Mr. Beichuan retrieved his shovel, glanced at the clown doll now missing its head on the ground, and continued walking towards the center of Scare Valley.

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