"The owner of a vegetable store must have taken out the old cucumbers that were not selling well during the holidays. It doesn't matter, just use it as an ingredient for dinner. It's such a big one, smash it into cold salad, cut it into cubes and fry it, slice it into soup, and make it into a" It's not a waste to eat cucumbers three times..."

Kotori Yumayumi smiled and pulled the corner of the opponent's shirt lightly, stopping Sousuke Araki, who was holding a "forty centimeter large cucumber" and was about to threaten the stall owner to return it.

After all, vegetables and fruits are relatively expensive ingredients in Japan.

"Everything is bought, it's almost time, let's go back."

After picking up a few cute cucumbers and eggplants, and picking up a few lanterns that were used to light the "soul fire", the two walked towards the Akagi Shrine.

The long and narrow Kagurazaka-dori, in the dim setting sun, looks like a path that stretches infinitely forward and has no end.

The two walked side by side on this ramp, and for some reason, neither of them spoke.

"It's really lively, isn't it a festival to worship the dead?"

Looking at the strong festive atmosphere around him, Sousuke Araki couldn't help but sigh, trying to break this delicate atmosphere.

"Mr. Araki doesn't seem to celebrate the Meng Lanpen Festival very often. It is because the departed deceased return that they have a good time to celebrate their temporary escape from hell."

Tori Yumayumi glanced at him curiously and explained with a smile.

Meng Lanpen Festival can be said to be the most important large-scale holiday besides the New Year.

After all, most people will choose to take advantage of this holiday to return to their hometown to worship their ancestors, and various localities will also hold various activities according to customs.

The Kagurazaka slope, which retains the Edo style so well, is decorated with lanterns like New Year's, and the orange lanterns representing the Monranpen Festival are hung.

As is customary, on this day in Kagurazaka, representatives from each town will hold an opening ceremony with a dance parade.

After that, there will be stage performances, sacrifices, fireworks displays, and hundreds of ghosts.

"Really, I really didn't celebrate the Meng Lanpen Festival seriously. For me, it's just a day to make money once a year..."

If it were in previous years, Araki Sosuke would have been very busy at the food stalls in the night market.

It is a pity that this year, the original "Yokohama Night Market Two Heroes", but he is the only one left.

Thinking of this, his eyes were full of loneliness.

Looking at his profile, the little bird Yuzhengong on the side showed distressed eyes, opened his mouth slightly, but couldn't say anything.

At the same time, what Sousuke Araki didn't know was that somewhere in Taito District, something was happening that made him even more worried.

…

Taito District, Zangqian Apartment.

The entire apartment parking lot was surrounded by temporary partition walls for construction.

At the exits of the apartment, yellow tapes with the words "During construction work, entry prohibited" are blocked.

Several engineering vehicles filled the otherwise empty parking lot.

"The fifteenth blast is about to start, each group is in place... 5, 4, 3, 2..."

"boom!!"

Huge vibrations and explosions sounded from the rooftop of the apartment in front of Tibet.

"Cough cough... Damn... how is it possible... The blasting range has obviously expanded to this point..."

The gunpowder smoke dissipated, revealing the dark, shiny, unscathed iron gate on the rooftop, and the wall around the iron gate without even a single crack.

Looking at the scene in front of them, everyone showed disbelief.

In order to contain the iron gate that was suspected of being a grudge for the first time, the ninth lesson mobilized people and used methods such as hammering, electric welding, and directional blasting for the walls around the iron gate. The wall is separated.

It seems that this iron gate, along with the surrounding buildings, has turned into an indestructible grudge.

And just now, the fifteenth directional blasting has already covered the entire load-bearing wall below the roof.

Under normal circumstances, the entire roof of the apartment should have collapsed under the blast by now.

"...Is this the reason why IBM 700 dares to declare war on the government?"

Looking at the bottom of the rooftop, the fifth floor of the dilapidated apartment that was unscathed after the blast, a terrible thought appeared in Mochizuki Ayano's mind.

"Bang, bang, bang..."

She suddenly took out a pistol and fired several shots at the apartment floor in the distance, startling the surrounding detectives.

"really…"

Looking absently at the ground in the distance, Mochizuki Ayano's pupils were slightly distracted.

"It seems that it's too big to play without playing... Contact the Metropolitan Police Department immediately and find a reason to evacuate the residents within a few kilometers of the apartment in front of Tibet!"

"What... what?! Evacuation of such a large area of ​​residents is not an easy task."

Hearing Mochizuki Ayano's order, Takeshi Iwata's exclamation came from the communication channel.

"I don't care, ask the Fire Department, the Ministry of Natural Disasters, and the Ministry of Defense to cooperate. Earthquakes, typhoons, gas leaks, poisoning by cults are all fine. In short, all the people are evacuated! Otherwise, they will not be able to take responsibility except for any problems. This complaint It's not the simple stuff we used to contain..."

As the shells fell weakly and the smoke gradually dissipated, everyone could see clearly that there was not even a trace of bullet marks left on the concrete floor where the shots were fired.

…

At seven o'clock in the evening, the outer hall of Akagi Shrine was newly decorated for festival celebrations. Yutaro the bird was wearing a priest's uniform and presided over the solemn face of the moaning of a large number of fanatical female fans with a thick stack of incense money. sacrificial activities.

"Don't go outside to help, Uncle Xiaoniaoyou is alone, is it really okay?"

In the quiet apse of the shrine, Sousuke Araki glanced at Yutaro Bird, who was surrounded by "illegitimate meals", his clothes were gradually messy, but he still maintained a "smile for business use", and a drop of cold sweat quietly fell on his forehead.

With the help of Tori Yumayumi, the two have built a small "elf shed" in the middle of the grass.

"Well, after all, it's just a small sacrificial event, and it doesn't require a full-time priest to appear. When it comes to presiding over the ceremony, my father is far better at it than me."

Hearing the other party's question, UU Reading www.uukanshu.com Little Bird Yumayumi turned his eyes to the side in a panic, his eyes wandered, and his thin lips were lightly pursed.

As her hair was lifted up by her little finger, her hot ears were exposed.

That's right, a certain priest at Akagi Shrine lied on the land of the gods.

In the past Menglanpen Festival, as a full-time witch, she would personally perform on the stage "Soul Soul God" and hold a solemn sacrifice ceremony for the ancestors.

Sorry, Lord God, let me make an exception this year.

Because, today, there are people who need me more.

Concentrating her thoughts, she handed the lantern in her hand to Araki Zong, and reminded softly, "Mr. Araki, it's time to light the soul fire."

On the day of "Welcoming the Pen", the soul-warming fire in the lantern must be lit before the sky is completely dark, so that the souls of the deceased can find their way back and come to the "Elf Shelter" to enjoy offerings and accept worship.

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