"Could it be that the Owari Tokugawa family, who built such a rockery by imitating Hakone Mountain, was not for some 'garden landscape'..."

Recalling the various experiences he had experienced along the way, Sosuke Araki grasped the key with his intuition.

"That's right, from the very beginning, they wanted to hide people's eyes and ears in the name of building Hakone Mountain, and secretly arranged such a **** sacrificial ceremony!"

Understanding what he meant, Kotori Yumayumi came up with the answer.

After all, in the Edo period, man-made such a mountain can be said to be an extremely grand project, and it is normal for a few workers to die in the middle.

Just as the two of them were talking, a wisp of gray-white aura rose up from the dark hole.

"The power of ghosts and gods?!"

Araki Sousuke reached out his hand subconsciously, and the breath rushed into his fingertips as if he was inducted.

The last time I saw this kind of gray aura was on Tomei Expressway's naked mother-in-law Sonic who was called "super-super-super-familiar".

"So, this stone is not a rock seat, but a sealing stone to prevent the aura of ghosts and gods from leaking out..."

Seeing the palpitating aura disappearing from Araki Sosuke's body, Kotori Yumayumi couldn't help widening his eyes.

"Master, right below!"

Only by combining the power of belief and resentment can the power of ghosts and gods be born.

Araki Sousuke lit a cigarette, took a few puffs, and threw it into the cave.

Seeing that the flame of the cigarette **** continued to flicker in the depths of the stone steps, he nodded to Yumayuki the bird with confidence: "There is oxygen down there, let's go, let's visit the Lord."

Rolling up his sleeves, he took the lead and stepped into the stone steps in the cave.

The more slender bird Yumayumi also followed behind him and nimbly drilled down.

The two descended about ten meters along the stairs full of earthy smell, and the whole passage suddenly became clear.

No one could have imagined that in the belly of Hakone Mountain, there was a huge cave with a height of nearly 100 square meters and a height of more than 10 meters.

The interior of the originally dark cave was covered with a layer of holy fluorescent white because of a beam of moonlight scattered above the entrance of the cave.

The inner wall of the cave is densely spread with black and red tree roots, so that the loose soil cannot be lost, and it maintains an internal structure that is stronger than the air-raid shelter.

And these tree roots that came from outside the cave and from nowhere, gathered together at the bottom of the cave and woven into a huge net.

"Teacher Araki, look over there..."

Following Xiaoniao Yuzhengong's white and greasy fingers, at the end of the moonlight, where the roots of the trees are intertwined like cobwebs, there is a white figure lying quietly.

This is a girl with a petite body and a beautiful face who looks no more than two decades old.

The white clothes on the body, the bronze mirror on the chest, the triangular iron frame above the head...

Her dress is exactly the same as those of the ugly girls.

The only difference is that there is no wooden hammer and iron nails in her hands.

Looking closely, the girl had tender horns on her forehead, and tiny scales were faintly visible under her white arms.

Although the dress is a bit intimidating, the beautiful face and natural breath make people feel disgusted.

She closed her eyes so quietly, lying on her back softly on the rattan bed made of tree roots, through the slightly open collar, she could still see the greasy waves and deep ravines.

In the dark cave, under the desolate moonlight, a girl with a beautiful face and a slender body slept soundly and sweetly surrounded by tree roots...

The two of them couldn't help being shocked by the strange scene mixed with beauty in front of them.

If it weren't for the strong gray ghostly aura lingering around the woman, she couldn't fake it, plus her weird dress, the 36E that had never undulated, and the blood that had not yet solidified on the roots of the surrounding trees...

Araki Sosuke would only think that the other party was just a young lady from a wealthy Edo family who sneaked here to take a break.

"So, she is the object of worship for the daughters of the ugly times?"

"...And the flesh and grievances of those who died of 'Ugly Shisan' were also fed to her through these tree roots?"

"What kind of ghost is she?"

Seeing this woman who was wrapped in the power of ghosts and gods, perched quietly and motionless, Sosuke Araki and Yuma Yumiya looked at each other, and walked down the steps carefully, approaching her.

"Clap."

As soon as he stepped into the bottom of the cave, with the crackling sound, a figure got up from the dust and rushed towards Araki Sosuke.

"Uhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh!"

In a panic, he used the "Japanese punch" to smash the figure in front of him to pieces, and Araki Sosuke was embarrassed to find that it was just an "ordinary" skeleton that he stepped on and raised his foot.

At this moment, under his heavy punch, all kinds of pieces such as femurs, tibias, ribs, and skulls were scattered on the ground.

"Eh, what is this?"

Curiously, he bent down and picked up a wooden sign on the ground, and ripped off the hands that the skeleton was holding on to it.

"Vaguely thunder, cloudy sky, even if there is no rain, I will stay here"

"May this body wait for the **** of ugly times to return to his place - the admirer Tokugawa Sotsuki"

On this piece of decayed wooden sign that seemed to be held by the skeleton in his arms, such handwriting could be vaguely seen.

"Tokugawa Zongmu... Is this skeleton the last lineage of the Owari Tokugawa family that you mentioned earlier?"

"Who is she who made the feudal lord of the Owari Tokugawa family willingly die here, and left behind such an infatuated haiku?"

"Tokugawa Zongmu... the barren skeleton... the **** of ugly times..."

He muttered these names, and as he pondered violently, the fine sweat beads on Yumayumi's face continued to flow.

"God of Ugly Times... I know!"

Suddenly, she seemed to remember something and exclaimed uncontrollably, "Could it be... she is May Ji!"

"Be quiet, don't wake her up... What May Chicken? I only know Mayday~lightnovelpub.net~ Araki Sousuke covered his mouth like a thief and reminded in a low voice, and tiptoeed towards the girl. .

"It doesn't matter what kind of ghost she is, whether it's a chicken in May, as long as she is touched by my powerful 'resonance and same frequency' physique, the powerful magnetic field will repeatedly impact various acupuncture points of the body at high speed, so as to ensure that she will enter the soul and become a Buddha and ascend to heaven... "

As he spoke, his sinful hands were still indescribably making various gestures of "removal of spirits" in the air.

"Mr. Araki, if she is really Mayuji, she is an ancient person from a thousand years ago."

"You're right, then she's taking good care of her..."

"It shouldn't be wrong. Look at the way she is dressed as an ugly girl...and the scales and horns on her body, which are the characteristics of being a dragon, snake and half-demon bloodline."

Embarrassed, he patted Sousuke Araki's big hand, which was vacantly held in the air, and Yumiya Kotori explained to him resentfully: "May Princess, her full name is Ping Wuyue. The daughter of 'Soma Kojiro'..."

"Hayi?!"