Conan's self-cultivation of fake wine

Chapter 595: Santu River

At ten o'clock in the evening, Lu Ren restarted the car and drove back in the direction he came from.

At this time, the sky was dark, and dark clouds covered the moon. There was no hope of street lights on the country roads. Even with the car lights on, it was still pitch black all around, and the inky darkness was always with us.

The rustling of leaves in the breeze, the chirping of insects, and the howling of unknown creatures in the distance all strongly prove that this world at night does not belong to humans alone.

If you walk alone on such a small road at night, it really takes some courage. Even if they drive now, the experience is not much better.

"I'm so sorry to bother you so late at night." Mao Li, who was sitting in the passenger seat, apologized and started to criticize his daughter, "You're such a grown-up, and you still lost your phone."

That's right, they are now turning back and looking for Mao Lilan's lost cell phone along the way.

According to Mao Lilan herself, her phone should have been lost by the river in the afternoon. She was replying to a text message from Yuanzi at the time, and then the teacher and student suddenly fell into the water. She was so shocked that she might have thrown her phone away.

As for why I just discovered it now, the reason is quite simple. This is not the era of smart phones, and the only uses of mobile phones are to make calls, send text messages, and at most check the time.

It was far less important to people than it is now, so naturally people didn't pay much attention to it.

Modern people may experience withdrawal symptoms if they don’t touch their phones for an hour or two, let alone an afternoon.

"It's okay. The sooner you find it, the sooner you can feel at ease."

Battery life is a very unfamiliar term for mobile phones these days. Even if you leave it alone, the battery will still drain quickly.

If we really wait until tomorrow morning to look for it, I'm afraid the power will be cut off.

Now when you go to look for it, you can also use the sound of the ringing phone to identify the location.

And for Lu Ren, things would be even simpler. He didn't even need to look for them, Xiao You could immediately locate all the electronic products around him.

Ten minutes later, several people got out of the car, took out their flashlights, and started walking along the forest path they had taken in the afternoon.

Conan volunteered to walk in front and lead the way. For him, as long as he walked a road once, the entire route would be completely imprinted in his mind and he would never forget it.

It's just the same road, walking during the day and walking at night, the feeling is really different. Especially in this kind of place with few people and good ecological protection.

To put it simply, it seemed as if there were pairs of blood-red eyes secretly watching them in the woods on both sides.

Even though it was probably just an illusion, Mao Lilan still felt uneasy. From the moment she got off the car, she hugged her old father's arm tightly, staring at the road under her feet, not daring to look around.

Judging from her posture, Lu Ren suspected that if he was behind her and blew quietly at her neck, he would probably be able to blow away half of her soul.

Of course, this is just a thought, and he would definitely not do it in reality. Some people really can't stand being scared, and he still has some integrity. And there is no hatred or resentment, so there is no need to scare this child like this.

About ten minutes later, everyone returned to the small river they had met in the afternoon.

With the help of the flashlight, Mao Lilan saw the small graves made of stones again, and naturally recalled the scene that happened in the afternoon.

"By the way, Brother Ren, why did you stop me from helping you this afternoon?"

"Because it's unlucky..."

"Unlucky?" Upon hearing this, Conan looked up suddenly and asked in surprise, "Brother Ren, do you still believe this?" They had experienced some weird things before, but Conan had never seen Lu Ren care about these things.

In his opinion, Lu Ren's attitude was not simply disdainful, but he never took these things seriously and simply ignored them.

Such a guy would say the three words "unlucky". Could it be that he discovered some details that he has not yet noticed?

Conan was lost in thought.

"No, it's unlucky?" Compared to Conan, Mao Lilan's reaction was much more direct. She was simply afraid, so afraid that her voice began to tremble.

"Hmm. Isn't there a saying in Japan that 'Children who die young must build a stone tower by the source of the Sanzu River as compensation for not supporting their parents. But such a stone tower will never be completed. Because every time the stone tower is about to be built, an evil spirit will suddenly appear and destroy it.'"

"Day after day, without end. Just like Prometheus in Greek mythology who kept pushing the stone up the mountain." Speaking of this, Lu Ren slightly tilted the flashlight and shone the light on the riverside. "The stone tower by the river was destroyed and kicked down by someone. Everything just happened right."

An ordinary and widely circulated Japanese folk legend, placed on this quiet and cold night, actually makes people feel particularly chilled.

The sound of flowing water is a pleasant and harmonious natural sound during the day, but at night it seems to suddenly turn into the sound of flowing blood and the painful tears of a child who died young.

"This should be just a coincidence, right?" Mao Lilan hugged her father's arm tighter, "After all, Mr. Numayama is not the father of that child, right?"

"Because he is the deceased's biological father, doesn't what he did this afternoon make him look like an evil ghost?"

"A-choo!" At this moment, Conan suddenly sneezed loudly. He rubbed his arms up and down, "It's so cold outside at night. Let's find our cell phone quickly. Then we can go back to sleep." As he said that, he took out his cell phone and dialed Mouri Ran.

Edogawa admitted that what happened this afternoon did indeed coincide with Japanese folklore and it seemed to have a strong sense of déjà vu.

But the problem is that his Xiaolan is really afraid of this. If Lu Ren continues to talk, Xiaolan may not be able to fall asleep tonight.

A familiar telephone ring sounded nearby, and Mao Lilan came to her senses and mustered up some courage again. She held up a flashlight and ran alone in the direction of the ringing telephone.

Well... it sounds very courageous, but actually it's just running about ten meters by yourself.

Theoretically, nothing should happen at such a short distance. But the next moment, Mao Lilan let out a shrill scream.

Mao Li's father-in-law and son-in-law immediately ran forward, but Lu Ren was a step slower.

"Xiaolan, what's wrong?" Maori asked anxiously, hugging his daughter who was trembling in his arms.

"There's a kappa on the other side."

Everyone shone their flashlights in the direction of Mao Lilan's finger, but did not see any suspicious humanoid creatures.

"There's nothing here?"

Lu Ren did think of a possibility, but he didn't point it out loud, "Maybe there was some small animal lying there just now. Now that we have found the phone, let's go back."

"Uh-huh."

ps: I don’t know how the previous chapter got repeated, so I deleted it and posted it again.