I practice the Tao by blind practice

Chapter 411 The Great Snow Mountain

seven days later...

Wa country, central Hokkaido, Daisetsuzan.

Although it is already May, this area, the vast snowy area, still covers the ground.

The so-called Daxue Mountain is actually the collective name for this entire volcanic group.

There are as many as twenty peaks in the Daxue Mountain with an altitude of more than 2000 meters.

The number of peaks with average heights is even more numerous.

Among the continuous snow-capped mountains, on top of a gray-black rocky peak.

There is a piece of pure white building, standing quietly in the mountains, and it seems to be integrated with the surrounding snowy area.

Their existence, if you don't get closer and take a closer look, if you are not careful, you may ignore it directly.

An old man with white hair and beard wearing a white robe, surrounded by three or four young men in gray robes, walked on the snow in front of the building.

When they reached the spot where more than a dozen snowman statues were scattered here and there, the old man paused and finally stopped.

As the master of the Xueshan school, the old man is named Xueshan Hayato.

Hayato is the first name, and Xueshan is the surname. All the masters of the Xueshan school, no matter what their previous surnames are, from the moment they take charge of the Xueshan school, they will directly change their surnames to Xueshan.

"If you want to be recognized by the gods and truly become a great onmyoji, you must be able to bear what others can't bear!"

"This batch of more than a dozen seedlings sent by the Yamaguchi-gumi tried to communicate with the gods, and it is already the seventh day."

"I hope that among them, someone will be lucky enough to have some contact with the gods!"

Scanning the snowman statues around him, Hayato Xueshan sighed helplessly.

The original snow mountain genre, at its peak, was considered a moment of glory.

But now...

Sweeping around, Xueshan Hayato can't say a word.

In the entire Snow Mountain sect, there were only two or three big cats and kittens left. Including himself, the real onmyojis in their sect could be counted with a single slap.

The few young people who came with him can only be regarded as servants here.

They are not onmyoji, but they have practiced some judo and karate to strengthen their bodies.

"Seven days to ask the gods, time has passed, whether this batch of seedlings can be recognized by the gods depends on the present!"

"Koji, do it!"

With his hands behind his back, Xueshan Hayato looked up at the sky, waved his hand, and ordered to the young people around him.

"Okay, Pai Master!"

Several young people bowed and saluted the Snow Mountain Hayato respectfully, then they quickly walked towards the nearest snowman statue.

Compared with ordinary people, the skills of these young people are undoubtedly much stronger.

Walking a few steps to the snowman statue, they were extremely skilled and began to clean up the snow on the snowman's body.

The first thing to be cleaned up was naturally the snow on the snowman's head.

When the thick layer of snow was carefully cleared away by the few of them, a boyish face with an obvious childishness slowly began to appear within it.

"Master Pai, this person is no longer breathing, he should be completely dead!"

After sniffing the young man's breath, among several young people, the one named Koji immediately reported to Xueshan Hayato.

"People nowadays, they learn too many miscellaneous things, and their minds are too complicated."

"I've already informed the Yamaguchi-gumi that the seedlings they send over should try their best to choose the kind of children who haven't read a book and can't read a single word."

"I don't know how much they believed what I told you..."

With a blank face, Xueshan Hayato said with emotion.

He waved his hand, signaling Koji and the others to continue their work.

After confirming that the boy who died was left alone, Koji and the others walked directly towards a snowman statue nearby.

The so-called snowman statue is actually a complete misunderstanding.

The dozens of statues sitting cross-legged in this area are exactly the appearance of some boys and teenagers, after being frozen, and then covered with snowflakes.

The secret method of the Snow Mountain school is to let these boys and girls fall into a state of dying, and let them communicate with the gods they serve.

Being able to win the favor of the gods and really see the true face of the gods, these boys and girls will naturally no longer be afraid of the slightest chill.

After all, there are only two gods they serve in the Snow Mountain school, one is Snow Maiden and the other is Dog Dog.

The place in front of me is the best place to communicate with Snow Maiden among the Xueshan faction's residences.

Half an hour later, the dozen or so boys and girls who had been frozen into snowmen, Koji and others, had checked them one by one.

"Patient Master, no one is spared, there is not a single Onmyoji Miaozi left here, and all of them have been frozen to death for a long time!"

Walking a few steps in front of Xueshan Hayato, Koji saluted him respectfully, and then spoke.

"Decades ago, the seedlings sent here had a chance of gaining the favor of the gods, at least [-]%!"

"Those children nowadays, if they are pure-minded, they can't do it if they don't go to school?"

"Our Xueshan school has been around for nearly ten years, and there has never been a real onmyoji."

"It's not just about our Xueshanliu, the other schools of Onmyoji are not much better than ours."

"As for the government, if they don't do other things, they have to make compulsory education. They are digging our roots!"

……

Although he was psychologically prepared, when this result really appeared in front of Xueshan Hayato, he still had a bitter face and was full of helplessness.

While sighing again and again, he had already put his hands on his back and walked towards the square loft not far away.

As for Hao Er and the others, they carried the corpses of those boys and girls, walked more than a hundred meters away, and then threw the corpses directly to the bottom of the cliff.

For their Snow Mountain school, the dead are no longer of any value.

It has nothing to do with Koji and the others whether the body will be covered by snow or buried in the mouth of wild beasts when the corpse falls down the cliff.

From here, more than ten miles away.

A pair of jeans, a leather jacket, and a pair of high-top leather boots, Chen Hai walked on the snow.

The harsh weather, which is freezing in the sky, did not have much impact on him who was able to control the fire.

The only bad thing is that this place is covered with a vast expanse of whiteness, and it is impossible to get directions. If one is not good, one will get lost in this vast snow field.

Fortunately, Chen Hai came here completely alone without any subordinates.

Otherwise, wandering around in this vast snowy area, not only would they not be able to help Chen Hai, but they would even become his burden.

Two days ago, he actually arrived in a small town near Daxue Mountain.

After just resting for the whole night, yesterday morning, he got into the vast snow-capped mountains alone.

"Taro Murakami, the dog day, in the city, the world of feasting and debauchery, isn't it uncomfortable to stay here?"

"In this snowy mountain, the birds are almost extinct, and you can occasionally see wolves."

"Hiding here, what is he trying to do, serve the wolf with his body?"

With a dissatisfied face, Chen Hai muttered.

With the help of divination, he can only confirm that Taro Murakami is hiding in this snow-capped mountain.

But this place, with such a large area, is probably not much easier than finding a needle in a haystack if you want to find someone in it.

More importantly, the chance of accidentally getting lost while walking in this vast snow field is not at 01:30.

No, Chen Hai scanned around, and he found that he seemed to have strayed off the road again, and he didn't know where he had gone now!
"No way, I can only make another divination to see the specific situation!"

A little helpless in his heart, he took out the few copper coins used for divination again.

It was Chen Hai's first visit to Daxue Mountain, and the environment inside was completely unfamiliar to him.

Since he entered the snowy mountain yesterday, he had gotten lost at least ten times or eight times.

Fortunately, he was able to calculate some things by means of divination.

Otherwise, as an ordinary person, in his situation, there is probably no other way to go except to close your eyes and wait for death.

In this vast snow-capped mountain, Chen Haibu Gua naturally wouldn't go all out and make himself weak.

Perfunctory, a few copper coins, a divination at random.

Tianlei Wuwang, the divination is Wuwang hexagram.

"The bird lost its chance and fell into the cage. Even if it can't take off, it should just stick to its duty at the moment. It's impossible to try to get high." This hexagram explained the words, and he silently repeated it several times in his heart.

"To the southeast, within twenty miles, the place where Taro Murakami is hiding is finally not far away..."

Having come to such a result, Chen Hai muttered, and walked forward again.

(End of this chapter)