"Kami-sukishiki, as we say, means being hidden by the gods and disappearing from human society. Their whereabouts remain unknown. But I think we should all be able to guess what the 'gods' here are."

Baoyue Yexiao seemed to be quite disdainful of the term "god", but considering that she had achieved such great achievements at such a young age, perhaps she really looked down on those monsters who were given the name of gods.

"It was hidden suddenly, so there was no trace left. Is it possible to know where it was hidden?"

Uesugi Sumire touched the map and pointed his finger at the commercial street where Hikigaya Hachiman last stayed. He didn't know what Hikigaya Hachiman was doing there, but after Baoyue Yexiao's investigation, he could only come to the conclusion that there was no clue at all.

"No, let's... start thinking again. There might be something wrong here. Even if Hikigaya is just a newbie, he wouldn't disappear completely from the face of the earth."

Uesugi Sumire read these manuscripts carefully. Most of the cases of Kamikaze occurred in sparsely populated areas, and the disappeared people were able to survive and reappear in human society. In the mildest cases, they were found nearby a few days later, while in the most serious cases, they appeared in other regions or even countries. There seemed to be records in Aso Kunihiko's era that a person appeared on the other side of the ocean after being disappeared. Although it is not known whether it is a fabricated story or a true record, it is enough to illustrate the special nature of Kamikaze.

"I want to ask, Yexiao, how many people there are contaminated with spiritual power?"

Uesugi Cheng pondered for a long while, and finally asked this question suddenly. Then he picked up another mobile phone and dialed a number.

What sounded before midnight snack's answer was the sound of the phone being connected.

"Hello, this is the Metropolitan Police Department's Police History Compilation Office. Who is this?"

The lazy voice sounded like something that didn't belong in the Metropolitan Police Department. Saki Kawasaki slapped her forehead and suddenly felt that the country might really be finished. How could the Metropolitan Police Department become like this?

"Uesugi Cheng, we have met Inspector Inudo, let's get straight to the point, I need some information."

"Wait... Uesugi, ah, it seems that today is not a good day to buy horse racing tickets. All my good luck has been used up by the horse racing tickets. Let's not talk about the fact that we are the Metropolitan Police Department and you are just a high school student. What happened?"

On the other side of the phone, a woman was sitting with a cigarette in her mouth, a bitter look on her face.

Inudo Ranko was deeply impressed by Uesugi Sumire, who was able to bring people back from the Onuchi River and even go deeper into the underground station. She didn't look like a high school student at all. Instead, she looked like an old monster who had successfully practiced and regained her youth. Even the 'Inugami' who had a contract with her and her family seemed a little afraid of her.

"Two people are missing here... I suspect there's something wrong with an area, so I want to ask you to check the data."

"What kind of data does the Police History Office have? Don't you think we have power just because we are related to the supernatural?"

Inudo Ranko mocked herself, but it was true. How could their department, a marginal department whose office address was several floors underground, have the information that Uesugi Cheng wanted?

"No, I think you must have this. What I want is the death rate and suicide rate of the entire S District...including the data of the cases that you closed as suicides."

"S District... S District... Someone has disappeared in S District again, right?"

Inudo Ranko sighed when she heard the name of this area.

"To be honest, S District is also a long-standing problem for us. Of course, I'm not referring to the Metropolitan Police Department, but the experts in related fields. No matter how many experts we have consulted, we have not found any relevant information. Everything is normal in S District."

There was a hint of comfort in Inudo Ranko's words. She had seen too many cases of people disappearing in the S area, including many masters or close people. However, the S area was like a silent ocean, swallowing everything in without making any sound.

"So we need to investigate. We'll tell you the results when the time comes. You should have the relevant data."

"Yes, I'll send it to you now, leave me an email address."

Inudo Ranko listened to Uesugi Sumire's decisive voice, put out her cigarette, then stood up and walked to the old computer.

"I hope you can make some progress."

"Thanks……"

Uesugi Sumire was flipping through Kunihiko Aso's manuscript while waiting for the data to be transmitted.

-

"I knew this place wouldn't be so friendly..."

Hikigaya Hachiman closed his eyes and relied on his soul and compass to guide the direction. Along the way, he avoided countless vengeful spirits, big and small. These evil spirits looked very dull and only maintained their last actions before death, but as long as you step into their territory, they will chase you down at all costs until you die.

"What the hell is this place..."

Hikigaya Hachiman's words came to an abrupt end. He found that as he walked, he seemed to have walked into a ghost wall, and the end of the ghost wall was a temple.

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157

Chapter 157: What Hikigaya Hachiman saw.

Hikigaya Hachiman could clearly hear the faint sound of chanting coming from the temple. He just wanted to go back. He thought that anyone with a decent brain would avoid this temple that suddenly appeared out of nowhere.

But obviously, the temple thought so too. After turning a corner, the temple appeared in front of Hikigaya Hachiman again. He looked at his mobile phone, which had half of its battery gone, and suddenly touched his leg.

"That's strange. My body doesn't feel tired. Why? Is this an illusion?"

Hikigaya Hachiman realized that he seemed to have been walking for quite some time, but what made him feel that something was not right was his body. Although his physique was much better than that of Yukinoshita Yukino, who was a bit weak in a real sense, but if he said that he didn't even feel tired after walking for so long, then he felt that it was more likely that he was dreaming.

However, no matter how he explored, he did not have the feeling that this was an illusion or a special space constructed by evil spirits. Everyone here was alive and real, just like another world, except for the terrifying evil spirits lurking everywhere.

"You won't let me go unless I go in..."

There were tall trees all around, and Hikigaya Hachiman didn't even think about the consequences of venturing into the almost dark forest. He could even feel the teasing eyes cast from inside the forest, as if they were hunters patiently waiting for their dying prey to give up struggling.

The road ahead, behind, and on both sides was blocked, so Hikigaya Hachiman could only muster up his courage, take a step forward, and walk into the temple.

The red torii in front of the temple looked very new, even as if it had just been built. The bright red color stood out in this dark and gloomy world. Of course, Hikigaya Hachiman did not intend to think about what the red color was made of. This question had no meaning for him to leave here. It would not be too late to think about it when he planned to make up a story after he escaped.

Passing through the red torii gate, he walked into the temple. It was at this moment that he discovered that the sounds of chanting had disappeared, replaced by the lingering smell of burning incense and candles. The temple was not big, with a statue of Buddha with closed eyes in the middle and a shabby donation box below.

Hikigaya looked at the donation box, then turned back to look at the torii gate outside the door. On one side was the donation box that was so shabby and decayed that it was about to break, and on the other side was the torii gate that looked like it had just been painted. The sense of incongruity in this place could no longer be described as simply heavy, but even so, he had no way back. When he was sent into this world, he had no way back.

He walked around the interior of the temple and saw only a half-open door. Hikigaya Hachiman also knew that there was nothing valuable here. As for the Buddha statue over there, his intuition told him that even if he returned and walked into the forest, he must not touch the Buddha statue, so he simply walked into the small door.

Behind the small door was the temple's cemetery, where many tombstones stood. Hikigaya Hachiman took a look and memorized the names of several people. If he was lucky enough to leave, he would definitely pass on those names. This was the first useful information he had collected since he came here.

However, his act of recording the names of the deceased stopped in front of two tombstones. In front of the two tombstones were incense sticks that had just been lit, two short and one long, which seemed to form the Chinese character "山". However, the door he came from was the only entrance. If the incense was just lit, then where was the person who lit the incense?

Of course, words of this degree alone could not scare Hikigaya Hachiman. What really made him silent was the name on the tombstone.

"Yukinoshita Yukino, died from hanging die die die die die"

"Heno Mikoto, died of dismemberment"

"The four grains see their children and die from sharing food"

The word "death" was written all over Yukinoshita Yukino's tombstone with red paint, and even the face in the black-and-white photo on the tombstone had been completely blackened. The tombstone of Himeno Mikoto was simply covered with knife marks, and the photo was pieced together from pieces, with a break right at the neck.

"According to this situation...what should I do now?"

Hikigaya Hachiman walked back without looking back. He didn't dare to continue watching. What if he saw how he died and triggered some curse that would bury him directly, it would be a waste of time. He still had a lot of time left in his life and didn't intend to die here.

Just at this moment, an elderly monk holding a string of red Buddhist beads came over and seemed to be about to push the door open.

Hikigaya Hachiman thought about it and decided to go over and talk to him. After all, even if he didn't talk to him, he wouldn't be able to climb over the wall and leave from this place.

"Donor, you want to leave here, right?"

"Yes."

"Go back the way you came. Don't look back. Keep going forward and you will be able to go back."

"I want to go back, not there."

Hikigaya Hachiman took a deep breath and said this in the somewhat surprised look of the old monk. He was gambling.

"Really? Sorry, old monk. I am just an ordinary monk, waiting to disappear from the world along with this temple."

The old monk shook his head, as if sighing.

"This is just to accompany my old friends in this world and send them off for the last time."

"Really... Thank you. Also, I think some of the people in those graves may not be your old friends."

Hikigaya Hachiman looked at the old monk in front of him who had not even breathed, sighed, nodded, and prepared to leave. When he returned to the temple again, the Buddha statue had already opened its eyes. Hikigaya Hachiman's heart tightened for a moment, and finally he took out a hundred-yuan coin from his wallet that was almost about to be discarded and threw it in.

"As an apprentice of Night Wandering... No, I should be more than an apprentice now, Hikigaya Hachiman, wake up, you still have to go out, and then find Uesugi to get rid of this guy who dared to curse your friends to death..."

Looking at the setting sun that was still hanging in the sky and was about to sink into the horizon, but always emitting a dim yellow light, a crazy idea gradually emerged in Hikigaya Hachiman's heart, an idea based on the night wandering technique.

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158

Chapter 158: Words are sharp swords.

"The language of Vaha is very special... To be more precise, it is the language that opened the initial wound. It is the language used by the goddess named Vaha."

He still remembered that when he could only learn a few words in the Fahe language to cast the Night Wandering Technique, Uesugi Cheng had explained it to him like this.

"If it weren't for Faha, Mansu would still be safe and sound, but Faha's words tore open the door for humans to enter Mansu. Now you should understand why the art of night wandering, a knowledge used to transcend worldly paths and roads, always uses Faha's language as the language of the spell."

At that time, Hikigaya Hachiman felt as if his mouth was about to get tied up. He had no time to think about the question raised by Uesugi Cheng. As a part of the supernatural power, the language of Vaha could only be read aloud. If he did not control his pronunciation and speaking speed, someone would probably call the police soon because of the screaming sound.

But now... he had to make an attempt, death or success. The scale in front of him was rising, waiting for him to cast his chips.

Faintly, he heard someone calling him from behind, but he did not turn back. The old monk was a good man, but just a good man. He was just a pitiful ghost trapped in the temple and could not help Hikigaya Hachiman much more.

He returned to the lifeless street, Hikigaya Hachiman looked up, he needed to find a place, a most 'vulnerable' place.

-

"I know that in this place called S District, there are too many suicides and homicides... Yexiao, I remember that you have recorded the most terrifying haunted places in Japan, right?"

"Well, I miscalculated... This guy is smarter than I thought, but... Why can't I feel anything with it?"

Baoyue Yexiao held up her doll, puzzled. After all, she had fought against gods, but she didn't even notice such a thing.

Area S is indeed "normal". Except for the "abnormal" unnatural death rate being higher than other areas, everything is very normal. In fact, the only rumor is the legend of "disappearance of gods". However, there don't seem to be many victims of disappearance of gods, and this matter is only circulated in specific circles. Baoyue Yexiao, who has been fighting alone, naturally has no chance to learn about these things.

"It's impossible for it to leave no traces. How did it do that?"

Baoyue Yexiao tapped her head in distress. She rarely encountered such a situation. Even Yongzi beside her couldn't help but frowned, thinking hard about the possible answers from their words.

"It's 'residence'. There is a survey on this in Kunihiko Aso's manuscript."

In the early and middle Edo period, it seems that a high-ranking official relocated people with spiritual talents from all over the country to a certain area for some purpose. However, before the task was completed, the people died, and the matter was forgotten. However, the relocated people were not sent back, but settled down there. This matter was basically recorded in the tone of a story by Kunihiko Aso in his own manuscript, but until now, the manuscript and this mortality report are put together, and it seems to have a little more credibility.

"Wait... Could it be that Area S is it?"

Yotsuya Miko, Kawasaki Saki, and Uesugi Sumiko have already got on the car and are heading to Area S. Kawasaki Saki insisted on coming along, one of the reasons being that a childhood friend of hers had disappeared in the same way, and she wanted to find the answer.

"If the story that Kunihiko Aso heard is true, and the data in this report is also true, then perhaps we are uncovering a story that happened hundreds of years ago."

Uesugi Cheng said that he had some guesses about the disappearance phenomenon in Area S, but this guess was too wild, he had to verify it with his own eyes, so the three of them simply "got sick together" and asked for sick leave, then simply found a taxi and hailed their destination.

Baoyue Yexiao and Baoyue Eiko are exploring Area S again at this moment. After Uesugi Cheng proposed a new hypothesis, they started the second exploration without stopping. In addition to more evil spirits, Baoyue Yexiao also found that almost everyone living in this area seemed to have a little spiritual power in their bodies, just enough for people to sense it, but not enough to trigger the evil spirits and let them discover it.

"What on earth did that official want to do? This kind of thing is completely meaningless. The chaotic spiritual power falling on a certain place will only affect the local spiritual veins, and then pollute the energy of the ground veins that were originally well controlled. What good will this do for him?"

The more Saki Kawasaki read through Kunihiko Aso's manuscripts, the more confused she became. She couldn't understand why someone would do this.

"Perhaps his real purpose was not just to gather people here, but judging from the results, it eventually led to the formation of Area S. Whatever it is, driver, please drive faster!!! We are going to save people!"

After getting in the car, the phone call between Uesugi Cheng and Baoyue Yexiao was hung up, and instead, Uesugi Cheng sensed some kind of violent and irregular fluctuations erupting from area S.

-

Hikigaya Hachiman stood on the top of the building. He kicked the guy who kept jumping off the building and gave him a peaceful death.

"I don't know how long these things can last..."

Uesugi Sumire once showed him how to use the Night Wandering Technique in reverse to block and bury the roads. Hikigaya Hachiman now regretted that he did not study harder at that time, and could only block the roads inside the building in a way that he himself was not sure would succeed.

"The next thing is..."

Hikigaya Hachiman never imagined that his first loud speech would be while standing on a building and speaking to the whole world.

"In Vaha's mouth, words are sharp blades. He used this blade to create a wound for humans that is big enough to enter Mansu. The name of this wound is 'Peacock Gate'."

Hikigaya Hachiman didn't know what article he should use as a carrier of the Vastu language to exert its power, but when he was rummaging through his things, he found a torn chapter of scripture in his old wallet, which was missing a hundred-yuan coin.

"Haha...it seems like praying to the Buddha occasionally does help..."

Hikigaya Hachiman opened his mouth. Incredibly, at that moment, he understood the meaning and pronunciation of the scripture written in Sanskrit without any instruction, and then Vajrayana came out of his mouth fluently.

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159

Chapter 159: Gifts of malice and kindness, a door that opens in both directions.

Of course, the moment Hikigaya opened his mouth, his body was no longer under his control.

In other words, what he recited was not so friendly to him, and even looked more like a trap. After he recited the scripture written in Japanese, the ink on the worn and yellowed page slowly twisted and deformed, gradually changing like a winding worm, providing him with content that he could not understand at all but could recite.

But on the other side, the sky dyed light yellow seemed to be trembling, yes, Hikigaya Hachiman could feel that the 'sky' here was trembling, and countless pairs of eyes seemed to be awakened, slowly opening within the range of his sight in this block. The scene made him stand on the top of the building with horror, but things had come to this point, stopping would only mean facing death, he might as well see what he could do before he died.

Hikigaya Hachiman heard the sound of something dripping, and he suddenly felt a blood-red color in front of his eyes. Something flowed down his face, not only his eyes, but also his nose, mouth, and ears... As the "scripture" sounded, the space seemed to be shaking, and countless malicious screams exploded in his soul, making him almost faint.

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