This Japanese Monogatari Isn't Lame
Chapter 452 - 302: Beichuan Si Misses the Opportunity (8000-Word Goal Achieved)

Chapter 452: Chapter 302: Beichuan Si Misses the Opportunity (8000-Word Goal Achieved)

Beichuan Si took two more steps forward, then, without saying a second word, flung the shovel over his shoulder with a swing.

Boom!!!

The headless clown fell down again, and Beichuan Si regripped the spade in his hand as he watched the other’s somewhat ’baffling’ movements and continued inside, unconcerned.

This was already the fourth time.

The first three times were akin to warnings, but on the fourth time, it posed a fierce and terrifying visage, trying to prevent Beichuan Si from stepping further.

However, basically every time it appeared, the spade in Beichuan Si’s hand would carry a scent of blood that would instantly smash its head in.

After about three minutes, Beichuan Si turned around and simply slapped the head of the grotesque clown puppet that had reappeared behind him, sending it flying off.

The fifth time.

Beichuan Si decided that if the other party appeared again, he would directly unleash his death qi and tear it to shreds.

He was curious to see if such a clown puppet could actually withstand his death qi erosion.

But it turned out that Beichuan Si’s concerns were completely unnecessary.

Apparently realizing that it couldn’t stop Beichuan Si from moving forward, the clown puppet simply turned into black resentment and dissipated with the wind.

Seeing that the other party didn’t seem to continue, Beichuan Si folded the spade back up and packed it away in his backpack, continuing further in.

The ground with a cross-tile pattern spread forward. Some cross-tiles were missing half, some were outright missing a whole tile, with dead branches scattered all around, giving off an air of desolation.

As Beichuan Si continued, he also saw the abandoned roller coaster and other amusement rides still standing in the park.

Due to the lack of maintenance and equipment replacement, the entire amusement facility’s metal sheets were peeling, covered in rust.

Just looking at it gave a sense of impending collapse like the twilight years.

"According to the PV back then... The haunted house should be not far from the roller coaster," Beichuan Si recalled the scene of Gongben Naoki showing the PV video, combining it with the video of the baseball cap, and had a rough idea in his mind.

He stood still, looking around with his location as the center.

It should be close by.

Beichuan Si opened the video file for reference, and then looked up again.

Let alone a haunted house, there weren’t even other amusement facilities nearby, just ruins.

The space manipulator and pirate ship that had previously had accidents had been dismantled, leaving only the rusty scrap metal that hadn’t yet been transported away on the ground.

Perhaps this place might be bought by someone in the future for other purposes, but those were irrelevant to Beichuan Si.

What was critical for him was—

Where was the haunted house?

He began walking, looking around.

Nothing.

Nothing.

Nothing...

Still nothing.

Could it be...

Beichuan Si stopped, looking at the empty space before him.

Could the haunted house have been dismantled?

It was quite cleanly dismantled; if it weren’t for the construction traces on the ground under Beichuan Si’s feet, he’d probably still be looking around.

"The haunted house has been dismantled, so what exactly does that sender of the email... want us to review?"

Beichuan Si pondered, looking at the obviously empty plot of the haunted house.

Since the haunted house in reality had disappeared, it wasn’t hard to guess what haunted house they were supposed to review.

The spiritual realm.

It was said that after the person in charge committed suicide, several serious accidents occurred in this amusement park, leading to its closure.

Perhaps it was the resentments of those who died because of the spirits that nurtured the formation of the spiritual realm?

Like Mirror Apartment, this spiritual realm probably required certain conditions to be met for entry.

Beichuan Si took out his phone and looked at the email.

Five people... a midnight haunted house review.

Beichuan Si put his phone away again and called out Shenzhu Shihui and Nishijou Kurenai, then he used death qi attached to his eyes.

But even with this triple attack, Beichuan Si still couldn’t find any trace of the spiritual realm in the empty land.

Beichuan Si withdrew the death qi, his thoughts tingling.

It seemed that he had no choice but to come over with Tanaka Takashi and the others.

Then, what followed was careful planning.

Beichuan Si shouldered his backpack again and slowly walked out.

But the next moment, as if sensing something, he abruptly turned back to look into the distance.

Beneath a clown’s large bas-relief sculpture, weathered and tinged with dark stains, Beichuan Si saw a dark figure standing beneath.

It was stretching out its elongated arm, waving at Beichuan Si.

It seemed like a goodbye, or as if beckoning him over...

After waving for about two seconds, it disappeared.

Because Beichuan Si was already enveloped in dark qi, his feet thumped heavily on the ground, crushing the bricks as he rushed over from afar.

"Too late?" Beichuan Si frowned and stood still, looking at the empty stone platform before him, Jian Ding radiating a heavy scent of blood also slipped back into his sleeve.

Since it was too late, there was nothing that could be done.

Beichuan Si shook his head, once again setting foot on the path out.

This time he deliberately walked very slowly, looking around as if waiting for the other to appear once more.

But this time, the vague black shadow seemed to have learnt a lesson, not showing up at all.

This also left Beichuan Si quite disappointed as he maintained this pace all the way to the entrance.

When he reached the entrance, he still occasionally looked inside, hoping that the dark shadow would reappear.

"It didn’t show up," Beichuan Si muttered expressionlessly, and took steps toward the way back.