This Japanese Monogatari Isn't Lame
Chapter 508 - 330: You Almost Scared Me to Death! (8000-word goal achieved)

Chapter 508: Chapter 330: You Almost Scared Me to Death! (8000-word goal achieved)

Mikami Forest.

Just as its name implies, it was filled with towering trees paired with the completely darkened deep woods, creating a sense of enigmatic darkness.

Beneath the circular beam of the flashlight, the trees appeared twisted.

The twisted tree holes looked like horrifying human faces, the fierce mountain wind howled with a piercing sharp noise, sending shivers down the spine.

Unconsciously, the night had completely engulfed Mikami Forest, adding an indescribable eeriness to the forest that was perennially shrouded in darkness.

The darkness cut off the path ahead and also completely buried the trail behind Beichuan Si...

Beichuan Si halted in his steps, and a deep, black current flashed through his eyes again.

He had been in the woods for nearly half an hour now, and likewise, he had found some clues.

A black resentment, different from the environment, wafted through the air, meandering deeper into the dense forest.

By following these wisps of black resentment, he might be able to locate the positions of Jiro Shen Gu and Chiharu Shen Gu.

"Beichuan! There’s something ahead!" Shenzhu Shihui, floating in mid-air, pointed forward.

Something inside Mikami Forest may have been restricting Shenzhu Shihui, preventing her from floating too high.

However, her vision played an indispensable role in the darkness of the night, so Beichuan Si called her out, hoping she would lead to some significant finds.

"Something?" Beichuan Si moved rapidly and dashed straight to the forefront.

A smell of dampness and decay hit him, making him frown deeply.

He also felt a sudden leap in his heart.

Could it be Jiro Shen Gu and Chiharu Shen Gu...

He shook his head and continued to explore ahead.

About two minutes later, Beichuan Si stopped.

In front of him was a corpse in a terribly gruesome state.

In this forest full of small decomposing creatures, the state of the whole body was not promising, but Beichuan Si could still tell from the clothing—it must be one of the investigators from Jiro Shen Gu’s group.

It seemed due to a slip, his throat had been smashed against a sharply protruding tree root.

The sharp root had pierced right through his throat, blood was all over the ground, his fingers twisted as if clawing at something, his purplish tongue hung weakly at his lips, and his eyeballs bulged out, looking extremely horrifying.

Especially since his dead eyes were still fixedly staring at Beichuan Si—seemingly filled with deep resentment.

But Beichuan Si did not care and simply crouched down to examine.

With dirt under his fingernails and his body contorted...

Seeing these signs, Beichuan Si understood the man did not die instantly but had struggled for a while before silently dying here.

Beichuan Si sighed.

This person was not who he was looking for, neither Jiro Shen Gu nor Chiharu Shen Gu.

Because not only the build, but even the basic facial structure also entirely did not match.

Beichuan Si stood up, black currents flashing in his eyes again.

The deeper he went, the denser the resentment became, previously imperceptible unless closely scrutinized, these thin lines of resentment were now clear under a necromantic perspective, completely within his sight.

He continued to press on!

Beichuan Si’s steps showed no confusion as he pressed forward consistently.

Nearly fifteen minutes later, Beichuan Si stopped again.

Ahead was a deep forest.

Behind him was the same.

Everything around him was encased in the swaying forest, Beichuan Si felt like a lone boat trapped in the sea of trees.

The flashlight’s vertical light swept forth, illuminating the rough tree trunks.

"It looks like we’ve found the place, Beichuan," Shenzhu Shihui said as Beichuan Si nodded in agreement.

"Yeah."

Indeed, they had found the right place.

In the usual view, the forest ahead of Beichuan Si remained unchanging, but under his necromantic vision, the dense forest ahead showed a completely unclear area.

And that was likely the entrance to the spiritual realm.

He had not expected to find the entrance to the spiritual realm so quickly.

Jiro Shen Gu and Chiharu Shen Gu were probably inside.

Beichuan Si walked forward, stepping in without hesitation.

...

This was a dimly lit spiritual realm.

The sky was covered with thick clouds, seeming like it would rain at any moment, yet the ground was excessively cracked, as if it hadn’t rained for a long time.

The dense forest within the spiritual realm was just as deep.

Yet, the spiritual realm offered Beichuan Si a markedly different feeling from outside.

The forest in the spiritual realm felt dead and stagnant.

The trunks were withered.

The leaves were a sickly green.

The only constant was the same depth... an impenetrable forest that made it impossible to discern north from south.

Although curious about the surrounding environment, Beichuan Si was mainly here to rescue people this time, so spending too much time observing wasn’t ideal.

His eyes once again showed the necromantic view.

Under this necromantic vision, the forest appeared like a mass of resentment, twisted and terrifying.

"This amount of resentment...?" Beichuan Si was somewhat surprised.

How many corpses were hidden in this spiritual realm?

Even with the resentment breeding with the spiritual realm, it shouldn’t be this extreme.

Such a thick amount of death energy... at least—

Thousands of people!

Beichuan Si flicked his fingers, his face flashing with an expression that was either excitement or fear.

Burying thousands of people... What exactly did that entail?

If put on international news, it would be an exceedingly horrifying news item.

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