The Legend of Tokyo Taoist

Chapter 691: The Journey to the Mountain of Osorrow (44)

Seeing the things in his bag, Inuyama Heita's expression stiffened. No wonder this guy didn't react to the aura inside...

Although these props were sold to Kawasaki by Qian Xiaoyi at high prices, they are indeed genuine products. Qian Xiaoyi also specially picked out amulets of the same type, the kind that make the wearers unaware of supernatural events, thereby minimizing the chances of them having contact with supernatural things and prolonging their time in the ghost realm.

In addition to the amulet he got from Iwama Shrine during the New Year, as long as Kawasaki doesn't do anything dangerous, such as staying in a dangerous haunted house for more than half a month, he will have no chance of encountering ghosts.

"Stop dragging your feet." Kawasaki said, "Inuyama, let's go in and take a look. Suzuki is a girl, so let her stay outside."

Inuyama Heita shook his head like a drum: "No, I don't want to go in!"

As a psychic, he's doomed once he goes in!
Kawasaki pouted: "Forget it... Then I'll go check it out by myself, maybe everyone is just asleep? If something happens to me, you guys go find someone to call the police."

There is no signal here on Mount Osore, so even cell phones cannot be used for making calls. Only landlines can be used.

Just as Kawasaki was about to go in, he heard Suzuki say, "I'll go in with you."

"Oh! Did you see that, Inuyama?" Kawasaki said excitedly, "Even girls are braver than you! Forget it, go find someone to help. Don't you know that Master Kito? Go quickly. Suzuki and I will go in to investigate."

Inuyama Heita smiled bitterly. Suzuki-san is not an ordinary girl... He looked at Suzuki and met her eyes. Inuyama Heita gave her a look: It's up to you, Suzuki-san.

Suzuki nodded imperceptibly and followed Kawasaki inside, leaving Inuyama Heita outside.

After entering, Kawasaki looked at the people lying on the ground and marveled at them. He never put down the camera in his hand. In the picture, these people were lying on the ground with terrified expressions on their faces, and they groaned from time to time, as if they were having a nightmare.

It would be fine if it was just one or two people, but the point is that so many people are like this, which makes Kawasaki feel a little uneasy. However, when he thinks that these people are still alive, Kawasaki is not so nervous anymore, and he also hopes to see the source of these psychics' coma, whether it is ghosts or monsters.

Compared to Kawasaki who was looking around, Suzuki's purpose was much clearer. She came straight to the altar and looked at it carefully.

"Corpse..." Suzuki murmured. She was looking for a place on the altar where the body could be hidden. After searching for a while, her eyes were fixed on an airtight area under the floor of the altar, nailed up with wooden boards. It looked like there should be a small space, and the other places under the altar were empty, so that place was very suspicious.

But even if she found this place, she, a girl, probably wouldn't be able to dismantle the altar all at once. And... even if she went outside to find someone to help, the psychics and ordinary people would probably soon fall into the ghost realm, and it would be too late to call the police.

"Suzuki, did you find anything over there?" Kawasaki walked over and asked. He had just tried to wake up the psychics on the ground, but found that no matter what he did, they wouldn't wake up.

"Here." Suzuki pointed at the altar and said, "See? There are many people on the ground, and they are all in postures that seem to be moving away from this place, so there must be something wrong here."

Kawasaki got excited when he heard that. "Oh! So, the altar is the problem? Great! You are amazing, Suzuki! So it seems like they are performing some kind of ritual and accidentally summoned something!"

Suzuki reminded calmly, "There is an area between the floors of that altar, and it seems that something is hidden."

Kawasaki lay on the ground and saw that the altar was suspended above, with only the floor in the middle blocked. "Okay! In that case, let's try to tear it down!" Kawasaki said excitedly.

Suzuki breathed a sigh of relief, but at the same time her expression looked a little strange. The excuses she had prepared were completely useless. It seemed that Kawasaki's strange personality actually facilitated her actions, leaving her at a loss as to what to say.

They did what they said. The two of them picked up a discarded Zen stick from the ground by the exorcist and used it as a crowbar to pry open a crack in the floor under the altar.

"Push harder!" Kawasaki gritted his teeth and inserted the Zen stick into the gap, then used the principle of leverage to continuously press down. Suzuki also held the Zen stick on the other side and began to exert force.

The teeth-grinding creaking sounds continued, and with a bang, they pried open another wooden board.

Kawasaki wiped the sweat from his head, glanced at the altar, and said, "It's too narrow, I can't see clearly inside, keep going!"

They didn't stop and continued to pry open the floor along the gap.

It was not known whether the altar was too old or they had pried open some key structure, but when they pried open the third wooden board, the altar suddenly collapsed and the shelf underneath fell down.

"Ouch." Kawasaki sat on the ground, the Zen stick in his hand flew out and rolled to the side, and his glasses also fell to the ground because of the fall.

Kawasaki grinned and looked towards the direction of the altar, only to see that the altar had completely collapsed. However, a blurry black shadow appeared in the ruins. It seemed to be a human figure sitting cross-legged in the ruins. Because of the collapse of the altar, the things inside were exposed.

Kawasaki fumbled for his glasses on the ground, put them on, squinted his eyes and looked over carefully...

“…Wha…what is that!” Kawasaki opened his mouth wide and shouted tremblingly, “It’s…it’s a corpse!!!!”

He was sweating profusely, picked up his bag in a panic and ran out the door, forgetting even to pick up the camera on the ground.

"..." Suzuki was speechless as he watched Kawasaki scream and leave: "You were looking for evidence of the existence of supernatural phenomena, but now you're scared away by seeing a dried corpse..."

If Kawasaki heard Suzuki's complaints, he would definitely cry out that he was innocent. He was looking for ghosts, not corpses! This was the first time Kawasaki had seen a real corpse in all these years, so it was normal for him to be a little panicked.

After Suzuki looked at the zombie, she felt a little scalp-tingling. Although Inuyama Heita had already told her about zombies, she was just a high school girl, not to mention what she was about to do...

Suzuki took a deep breath and took out from her pocket the thing that Inuyama Heita had given her before. It was a long black nail, a nail used in China specifically for nailing coffins.

"You want me to do such a thing..." Suzuki gritted her teeth, but when she thought of Qian Xiaoyi's promise to her through Inuyama Heita that all the money earned from Kawasaki would be given to her, she made up her mind and strode towards the mummy in the ruins of the altar.

(End of this chapter)