"According to speculation, 'Chichi' should be just a 'dead lake' that shows up in rainy days, but it may not be completely absent from other places..."

Suddenly remembering something, Takeshi Iwata took out the tablet from his tactical backpack, opened the nearby topographic map, and checked it out with the detectives.

"how do I say this?"

The sleek, tattooed Araki Sosuke, swaying the raging "Little Sosuke", approached curiously.

"Look here... West Lake, Motosu Lake, and Jingjin Lake of the Fuji Five Lakes belonged to the same huge lake before the eruption of Mount Fuji and the drastic changes in the landscape. Judging from the geographical location, there is a high probability that the groundwater veins are still connected to this day."

"That, Araki-kun, please pay attention to social distancing, it will be thrown in the face! 』

Facing the "Ghost Rider" who saved the whole of Tokyo by himself, Takeshi Iwata could only avoid the mosaic sticks shaking in front of him, and explained to the other party respectfully: "It is said that even the one further east Lake Kawaguchi, and even Lake Yamanaka, have the possibility of being connected with it.”

"What?! Are you saying that the big pool in front of you may be connected to water veins of hundreds of kilometers in a radius?!"

Looking at the map, the "Fuji Five Lakes" surrounding the foot of Mount Fuji from west to east, Sosuke Araki also made a difficult point.

"It's not easy to sneak in the narrow and intricate groundwater veins. With such a large range of activities, it's tantamount to looking for a needle in a haystack..."

Tokimoto Ichiro shook his head, completely denying the idea of ​​"catching murderers by water": "We continue to use helicopters to chase from above... No matter whether the target is underwater or on the ground, there will always be a time to stop!"

"Immediately, let the helicopter meet us at the lake!"

"receive."

As soon as Iwata Takeshi waved at the surrounding detectives, someone contacted him.

"Rumble rumble..."

Amidst the rolling thunder, the ground suddenly trembled slightly.

"It's close to Mount Fuji, and volcanic activity occasionally causes small tremors, which is normal."

"The helicopter is already in place, let's hurry over there."

As the people of the troubled island country, everyone has long been immune to this weak ground shaking, and returned to the lakeside in an orderly manner.

"Normal volcanic activity?"

Looking curiously in the direction of the sound, Sousuke Araki habitually stretched out his hand and scratched between his legs: "I hope so."

For some reason, the vibration just now gave him an inexplicable irritability.

"Hey, hey, why are they gone, but they haven't even worn their bottoms yet!"

Looking back, he found that he was the only one left naked by the blood-colored lake, and Araki Sosuke hurriedly put on clothes on his body.

…

Mount Fuji, the top of Ken Peak, Sengen Taisha Okumiya.

"Woo woo woo... woo hoo..."

In the inconspicuous gray temple on the snow-white summit of Mount Fuji all year round, the firewood of the ground stove crackled, and the kettle hung in the air made a crackling sound like the wind.

"The great Sakuya of Muhua's life, please send down the oracle to reveal the source of the change to the foolish son of God."

At this time, the white-haired mountain hunter had no time to pay attention to the boiling kettle, and just lowered his body against a thick dead tree in the hall, motionless.

This thousand-year-old Fuji cherry tree is the "Goshen Body" of Asama, the great **** of Asama, which has been enshrined since the construction of this Okumiya.

"Rumble rumble..."

At the same time, the ground under him, together with the entire mountain, swayed slightly again.

"The changes in the big formation are becoming more and more frequent."

This shaking made Yamakari's snow-white thick eyebrows squeeze together.

"Mount Fuji and the Great Array are of the same origin, which is not a good sign."

Slowly getting up, Yamakari took the crutches, wrapped the leather and mink clothes on the hanger, sat by the door and started putting crampons on the soles of his feet.

"Looks like I have to take a snow tour of the mountains."

The Sengen Taisha Shrine, the owner of the land of Mount Fuji, was originally built thousands of years ago by the "Mt.

Thousands of years have passed, generations of priests of Sengen Taisha have adhered to this place, and built a huge and complex array on the entire mountain.

To this day, even Yamakari, who is the chief priest of Okumiya, cannot accurately sense the formations of many points and wide areas in the air, and can only confirm them through regular "patrols of the mountains".

"God Asama, I hope to be blessed by you and return safely from the wind and snow."

After dressing up, the mountain hunter, dressed like a mountain patrolman, stood in front of the door and bowed to the "God of God" from afar.

"Um?"

When he straightened his back again, he saw a few green shoots emerging from the surface of the trunk that could be called a fossil...

"God...God body..."

The fresh green sprouting, leaves, and buds around the trunk at a speed visible to the naked eye...

"Flowering?"

Before Shanshou could blink, a cluster of pink and delicate mountain cherry blossoms were quietly blooming in front of his eyes. UU reading www.uukanshu.com

"Withered trees come in spring, mountain sakura blooms with snow... There must be auspicious signs that the sky will fall..."

With "Put Tong", Shanshou's head slammed into the floor, and worshipped the tree trunk where the cherry blossoms were falling.

"God Son Mountain Hunter, respectfully lead the oracle!"

Asama Daishin, whose real name is "Saku no Sakuya of Muhua", means "born when the cherry blossoms are in full bloom".

The cherry blossoms blooming on the body of the **** in front of you are the first "oracle" that has been sent down since the "sleeping" of the Great God Asama for hundreds of years.

"Da da da da da da da..."

At the same time, over the roof, there was a low and heavy whirling sound.

"Straight, helicopter?!"

Shanshou pushed open the door and came out, only to see two military helicopters, which had already broken through the snow in tandem, and landed steadily on the viewing platform on the top of the mountain.

"Yeah, to be able to climb directly to the top is indeed a military helicopter, it's really powerful!"

Sousuke Araki, who was wearing a white camouflage uniform, stepped out of the cabin with his head down and looked at the golden surrounding him curiously.

"Last time, I had **** for hours one step at a time..."

When his eyes swept across the edge of the snow-white viewing platform, he did not know why his expression froze, and he fell silent.

"UH-1N's limit operating height is 6,000 meters. As long as it's not over-spec bad weather, it's not a big problem to climb Mount Fuji, which is 3,775 meters away..."

"Besides, this was originally a fixed item in the annual 'Mt. Fuji Joint Rescue Exercise'."

Not noticing his abnormality, Takeshi Iwata, who got off the plane second, exhaled white air to explain it to him.

"Although there is indeed this item in the rescue exercise, the direct landing without reporting is a violation of the agreement between the government and Asama Taisha."

When the helicopter's propeller stopped completely, the mountain hunter in the scorpion robe broke through the snow with a stern face and walked up.