(New Five Group Group Number: 720928098, Old Five Group was reported. When it was put on the shelves, I will create a group that requires a fee to enter 3,000 people. How much do you think it is better to enter? One cent, one piece? I feel that one piece is a bit too much, it is enough to subscribe to ten chapters.)

The next day, when the morning sun shone into the house, Takagi Naohito opened his eyes hazy.

"ha--"

He yawned and looked into his arms as soon as possible.

The boy Sashiki is still there, but he is also asleep and is sleeping soundly.

The bangs on her forehead covered her eyes, and Takagi Naohito gently helped her to flick her over, but this small move made the boy Saki wake up suddenly.

When she saw Takagi Naohito woke up, she looked down at her collar. Fortunately, her clothes were still there.

Last night, Takagi Naohito slept too well and didn't pay attention, but the boy Sashiki noticed what is the daily physiological activities of young men.

"Shang Ren, you have really grown up."

She covered her face and disappeared with a squirt.

This is a very common ability among monsters. The boy Sashiki is a monster of the Earth-Binding Spirit, and its original body is also a ghost, so it also has this ability.

"I have grown up, and sometimes I don't want to grow up, but people always grow up." Takagi Naohito muttered to himself a few words, then got up and tidyed up the quilt.

The dew is very hot in the morning in the countryside, and the potted plants in the yard are covered with dew. Takagi Naohito came to the kitchen to prepare breakfast and some food to use next.

Although it was not yet time, the opportunity was rare. He wanted to see some of the ‘existences’ that took great care of him when he was a child.

He prepared some rice balls, fruits, wine and meat. Then he left a note and posted them on the refrigerator. He told his grandfather that he had gone out and left his grandfather's house with a bento box.

There is danger at night, so there should be no trouble during the day.

Bad monsters rarely appear during the day.

Although it was very early, there were still people getting up to take care of the yard. Takagi Naohito greeted them one by one based on his memory. His smile made him not blame him too much even if he couldn't remember it. After all, he hadn't come back for eight years.

Near the foot of the mountain, there is a short monk statue.

It is a very common Ksitigarbha Bodhisattva in Japan. I have also said before that the spread of Buddhism in Japan is equivalent to that in European and American Christianity. It can be seen from various customs and myths that it has a close relationship with Buddhism.

In works on the theme of Japanese mythology, you can often see various monks. Monks once surpassed Onmyoji and became a symbol of subduing demons and demons.

Gaomu Shangren took out a few rice balls and placed them on the offering area in front of Ksitigarbha Bodhisattva.

Although he doesn't believe in this, he can't disrespect him.

"Ksitigarbha Bodhisattva, I hope you bless me to meet more friends in my future life."

It is said that before Takagi Naohito was born, his grandmother had made similar wishes.

I also hope that after the child is born, I can make many friends without having to be alone.

After a few pious prayers, Takagi Naohito stood up and continued to walk up the mountain. The mountain was very damp and the soil was slippery. Takagi Naohito could only grop on the mountain little by little, and he would not remember the way up the mountain wrongly.

An hour later, he found a dilapidated house.

It is extremely dilapidated. The oil paper on the windows has long been hollowed out and has weathered. The house itself is also seriously decayed. Mushrooms have even grown in some places, almost like collapse.

"Teacher, are you here?"

Takagi Naohito shouted.

No response.

"Have he finally become a Buddha?"

“Not that easy.”

A turbid and mature voice suddenly sounded behind Takagi Naohito. Takagi Naohito was not surprised but happy. He turned around and shouted, "Teacher!"

An old man in a shabby kimono sat under the eaves. Although he was very old, he still looked energetic.

"Shang Ren, are you back?"

"Well, something happened in the school, so it's vacation."

"It's dead."

Although the old man opened his eyes, his eyes were completely white, and he obviously had eye disease.

Some diseases will remain even if they become ghosts. As for the principle, Takagi Naohito is not clear. Ghosts are not in line with common sense.

"The teacher is so amazing, I guessed it in one go." Takagi Naohito said as he unbuttoned the bento box.

"You are covered with blood and energy, but it was not your hands, so I can only guess this way."

"It's not me, it's done by other urban legends, and Tokyo is not very safe."

Naohito Takagi poured a glass of wine for the old man and took it respectfully.

"Teacher, please."

"Um."

The old man also took the wine glass and drank it all. In fact, Takagi Shangren could see that the old man was emitting black air, which was often a sin created in his lifetime, rather than a resentment like Kayako.

This kind of sin is not so easy to pay off. Considering the age when the old man was, how could the warrior's hands be stained with blood?

Even Gintoki Sakata in "Gintama" killed countless enemies, right?

"The taste of wine has changed again."

"Because the times are progressing, in that era, many people couldn't even eat enough."

"Yes." The old man sighed, but there was no souvenir at all.

He has no eyes, but his hearing is extremely sensitive.

He could hear outsiders talking on the mountain, the sound of cars in the distance, and the sound of planes flying by.

The world has long changed into what he didn't know, but it has nothing to do with him. He is just a sinful wanderer and will never be able to ascend to heaven without atonement.

"Times always change, just like this world. From the beginning to the present, I still can't see through this world."

The old man picked up another rice ball, took a bite and was slightly surprised.

"It tastes good, what did you add in it?"

"When it comes to plums, it's sour and delicious." Takagi Naohito smiled.

“It’s really delicious, it’s so delicious.”

The old man swallowed a rice ball in a few bites, and the rice ball could hold a small bowl. Soon, the old man ate all the food brought by Takagi Naohito.

Ghosts are indeed not hungry, but ghosts also need tribute.

After the meal, the old man breathed a sigh of satisfaction, then got up and went back to the house. After a brief silence, he threw an item from the house.

It is a bamboo knife, wrapped in a piece with cloth, similar to the wooden knife of Kendo Society, but the bamboo knife is sharper and more tough.

At the same time, the old man also walked out with a bamboo knife and stood opposite Takagi Naohito.

"Shang Ren, come and let me see if your skills are unfamiliar."

"Yes, thank you very much for your teacher's advice."

Actually, this is already good. When he was a child, Takagi Shangren faced a real knife. The real knife was wrapped around the lingering resentment, and Takagi Shangren could see the remnant souls lingering on it.

However, since Takagi Naohito told the old man that his knife was a controlled knife in Japan, the old man changed his bamboo knife the next day.

Thinking about it now, my teacher is also quite cute, right?

"Shang Ren, a firm heart is the strongest weapon for warriors. You must avoid it. No matter what, you cannot be afraid of others, otherwise your sword will become dull."

"Does it mean 'Slaying the flesh and the heart cutting the soul'?"

"Yes, I didn't expect that you were young but already understood this."

Takagi Naohito still didn't say that, in fact, this is copying someone else's lines!
Chapter completed!