"Who……"

In the pitch-dark house, the man who was pressed by the children fell into an ice cellar, feeling the temperature of his body, beginning to be pulled away one by one.

"Who can help me……"

A quaint nursery rhyme, humming with the innocent tones of the children, resounded in his mushy mind.

"When will the flower of the cherry tree bloom?"

"When will the mountain bloom?"

"When is the flower of the cherry tree fragrant?"

"Seven sons laugh and play often."

"When do the flowers of the cherry tree float?"

"Seven sons sing songs and fall asleep."

"When will the flower of the cherry tree die?"

"The seven sons passed away, and the soul ascended to the sky."

As the nursery rhyme hummed, a happy smile appeared on the man's pale face.

"Hehe...haha..."

He came to a forest with splendid cherry blossoms, held hands with the children, and ran naked in the swirling rain of white petals...

"...Boom boom boom boom!"

In the darkness, a burst of strong and dazzling lights suddenly lit up the entire courtyard, reflecting the man who was weakly collapsed under the eaves outside the glass door.

This light mercilessly shattered the gorgeous and beautiful scene in the man's mind and brought him back to the dark and quiet ancient house.

A heavy locomotive full of inverted teeth and burning like flames suddenly appeared in the man's field of vision with a fierce roar.

"Machine, machine, machine... locomotive?!"

Looking at the "unmanned" and terrifyingly shaped locomotives in the distance, and several terrifying-looking children lying on their chests, the man who calls himself a "professional spiritual anchor" has become incoherent because of the excessive fright he suffered tonight.

The locomotive rushed under the eaves at an extremely fast speed, and flicked its tail handsomely with the posture of braking sideways...

The rapidly spinning rear wheel swept over his body and pressed **** the children...

An extremely tragic car accident was staged in front of the man.

During the heavy crushing and the rotation of the tires with inverted teeth, stumps, internal organs and black unknown liquids danced in the sky, like a sudden fountain...

However, those broken limbs and pieces of meat actually "lived" and squirmly moved towards the courtyard gate.

Seeing this **** and terrifying scene, the last strand of the man's tensed sanity was finally defeated, his eyes rolled over and he fainted weakly to the ground.

"Damn, the warriors of the Warring States period, they said not to make a mess, these splashes and drag marks can't be removed at all..."

In his last sight, a tall figure appeared in front of the backyard door, blocking the way of those "limbs"...

"There are enough stains in this house, do you know how much psychological pressure I have to bear every time I accidentally remove the blindfold at home? 』

Those stumps gathered at the feet of the figure and turned into a laughing child in the white light.

"I was taken to the deep mountains to play, and then the family members who went with them secretly ran away, so you both got lost and "played" outside until now? 』

"It's alright, I can go back now... I must be... homesick..."

Before losing consciousness, the man suddenly felt that the voice that kept chanting something was a little familiar.

...

"hiss……"

The dazzling light of the ceiling lamp made the man open his eyes.

"I... those kids..."

The terrifying scene before fainting poured into my mind mercilessly.

"Oh, you're awake."

Beside his ear, a tired voice caught his attention.

The man turned his head and saw that sitting across from the low table was a man with fierce eyes and tattooed arms under his short sleeves.

"Ara... Araki Sosuke?! Why are you here?"

Looking at this familiar, criminal face, the man blurted out the other's name.

"Hey, although it's my fault for forgetting to lock the door... But this is my home anyway. When I came back in the middle of the night and saw you fainted outside the living room door, I was startled... Koi-kun."

"Fortunately, you just fainted, and no other strange things happened. After all, this house has enough dark history..."

That's right, the man who fainted in Sosuke Araki's new residence and was so frightened that he was about to "throw his corpse on a rainy night" was the one who had worked with him at a convenience store in Arakawa District, and later gave him "a reward" from time to time. The convenience store clerk who assisted by "Tao Strategy", Oida Yuan.

"This house...is your home?!"

Oida Yuan, who was still in shock, stared blankly at Sousuke Araki, who was sitting opposite.

"Then, what about those kids... yes, yes, that locomotive! They're all over the floor as if they were juiced by that locomotive..."

"What kind of child's motorcycle, I saw you lying here alone as soon as I entered the door..."

Hearing the other party's question, Sousuke Araki raised his brows, his face expressionless.

"Yes, yes, the camera... Maybe something caught..."

Xiaojing Tianyuan suddenly remembered something, and reached out to take the camera beside him.

"Huh? Why is the data in the DV missing... Wait, why did the SD card split into pieces?! This is a new purchase..."

While tinkering with the "eating guy" in his hand, Oida Yuan found that his memories before fainting were all covered with a layer of fog, like a spring dream that he couldn't recall the details after a wet dream.

"Ahem, Koi-kun..."

Looking at Moto Oida who looked distressed, Sosuke Araki asked in a hypnotic tone and persuadingly: "Remember, was it too dark when you entered the door, slipped accidentally, hit your head, and had nightmares? already?"

"Well, the SD card in the DV player should have been broken at that time too! 』

Hold on, Sousuke Araki, you are a mature slayer now, and breaking SD cards inadvertently is just a traditional skill.

If the situation in front of you is not handled properly and information is disclosed, according to the "Public Secrecy Regulations", you will be fined.

"No, Araki-kun naturally doesn't know about ordinary people like you."

Dismayed, he put down the camera in his hand, and Moto Oida's expression turned solemn: "As a professional spirit detective anchor "GHOSTFACER Koi", I can tell you with certainty~lightnovelpub.net~ I was in your house just now and was blamed The spirit is entangled! "

"Tan, Tan Ling anchor... Shit is such a waste?! Hey..."

Looking at the burning eyes of Koi Dianyuan in front of him, Sousuke Araki sighed in disbelief...

The other party's "professional" attitude and aura almost fooled him and forgot his identity as a "spirit remover" just now.

Xiaojing, this guy who wanted to die, dared to come to his "haunted house" in Taitung District to shoot some spirit-exploring videos...

Although this house was "cleaned" by myself from beginning to end, there are still many unknown existences lingering in Taito District under the night because of residual resentment and the gap caused by the closing of the gate of hell.

Even the nearby construction sites have recently strictly prohibited any overtime behavior after 8 pm.

The resentful spirits of those children must have already followed him on their way.

According to those children, they should have been secretly dedicated to the "Mountain God" by their families on the day of the "Sakura Festival" during the famine years.

The Cherry Blossom Festival is a traditional festival in Japan with a history of more than a thousand years. It only takes seven days for the cherry blossoms to bloom to the end of their flowers, so there is a saying of "seven days of cherry blossoms".

Different from the romantic scenes where people gather together under the cherry trees and enjoy the cherry blossoms and drink freely, in ancient Japan, the cherry blossom festival was actually a rather cruel sacrificial day.

Because it is believed that children who have just turned seven have the spirituality of "Son of God", villages with poor harvests will let their families take them to the deep mountains to enjoy cherry blossoms and deliberately get lost on this day, so as to dedicate to the "mountain god" and seek riches of food.

In the "Public Confidentiality Regulations" that I have trained before, how should I deal with this situation...

Now give Oida Yuan a slap on the back of his head or something, is it too late to make him lose his memory?