"Hey, it hurts, hurts, hurts..."

Covering his swollen forehead, Fujiwara Takumi got up and looked out the window...

"What's the situation? With this amount of snow, it won't be enough to block the road, right?"

In the endless darkness, there are only flying snowflakes, coldly reflecting the faint light in the car.

"Everyone... zi zi zi... the train stopped in an emergency because of an accident..."

On the radio in the carriage, there was an inexplicable noise made by the flight attendant.

"The staff is getting out of the car to check... Zizi... Please stay in your seat and don't move..."

"You guys, go ahead and have a look, and report anything in time."

"receive."

As soon as Onodera waved his hand, two people immediately ran towards the cab.

"Report, the train made an emergency stop... sizzling...because the train driver claimed to have hit people crossing the track..."

After a while, the two people who went to check in front of them sent back a message through the walkie-talkie.

"Currently the EMU crew... zizizi... are searching for the nearby railway tracks..."

"What, the Shinkansen hit someone?"

Hearing this news, Fujiwara Takumi looked out the window with his cheeks in a bit of boredom.

On the pitch-black snowfield, you can still see looming peaks and dense forests.

"You read it wrong, it's freezing cold today, even if you commit suicide by lying on the rails, you wouldn't go to such a place with all your hard work, right?"

It's not that the Shinkansen hits people, but it's not unheard of.

At 2:00 pm on June 14, 2018, a collision accident occurred on the Sanyo Shinkansen in Japan, resulting in serious cracks at the front end of the hood of the car. After further inspection, it was found that a large amount of human tissue remained in the damaged car.

However, the route from Mutsu Ichikawa Station to Aomori Station is surrounded by mountains and grasslands. There are no large settlements at all, and there is no need to cross the railway tracks.

If someone deliberately ran so far to "suicide", I'm afraid they would freeze to death before the Shinkansen arrived.

"Ok?!"

Outside the window, there is a faint shadow of a dark figure, passing in a flash between the goose feathers and the snow.

"If you read it right, was it just now..."

Fujiwara Takukai's face suddenly turned pale, and his body trembled.

"Priest Fujiwara, what's wrong?!"

Discovering his abnormality, several team members looked over with concern.

Turning his neck slowly as if he was frozen, Fujiwara Takukai stretched out his finger and pointed out the window, and squeezed out three words from his throat: "...there is resentment."

At the direction of his fingertips, a ray of dark resentment was lingering in the wind and snow, and it had not yet had time to dissipate.

"Let the two of them come back immediately, put on the equipment, and be on full alert!"

These three words sounded like an air defense alarm. Several team members quietly took out the latest "Spiritual Detective Goggles" from their backpacks and put them on. They took out the silencer pistols and magazines on their waists to check.

"Yes...equipment...I also..."

Remind by the actions of several people, Fujiwara Takumi also grabbed the backpack from the shelf above his head, took out the priest uniform, imperial coins, spells and other messy things, and put his brain on him.

Because he was mentally prepared to face the extraordinary existence before he set off, and it was the first time he had gone so far, so he was "fully armed" this time.

The only thing I didn't expect was that before I could sort out my anxiety on the road, do a good job in psychological construction, or even step into the boundaries of Hokkaido, the resentful spirits had already come to me.

After the disguise was completed, a young priest with a cold (stiff) and stern (hard) expression suddenly appeared in the carriage.

"Calm down, we're not some ordinary slayers with us."

"That's right, we can't lose the face of the disaster prevention mobile team!"

"receive!"

Seeing that Fujiwara Takumi had changed his outfit and his aura had suddenly changed, making him seem more sacred and inviolable, the team members immediately calmed down.

"Jingle bell bell..."

"Hello, moto..."

"Sa La La La I'm flying in the sky, overlooking the whole town..."

"The missed promise is on the stars, and the memories will not melt. While looking for the four-leaf clover, I sneak a glance at you..."

At the same time, a mess of cell phone ringtones suddenly rang in the carriage.

The lights in the carriage also flickered wildly, instantly transforming into a nightclub dance scene.

"Hey...this is..."

Fujiwara Takukai looked around, and found that the phone of himself, several team members, and passengers in the same carriage all displayed an incoming call named "unknown number" simultaneously.

"Report, it seems that every mobile phone on the train has received an unknown call..."

Holding the jingling mobile phone, the two who went to check the situation also ran back in panic.

The same situation happened in every carriage of the train.

The increasingly urgent and harsh ringtones of the mobile phone were densely intertwined, like a tragic, painful, helpless and desperate mourning in the wind and snow.

"I can't hang up, I can't turn off the phone... I should say, I can't operate my phone at all..."

After trying to operate the phone a few times, Onodera decisively smashed the phone open and removed the battery inside...

"It's useless to remove the battery?!"

The ringing of the phone did not stop because of this.

On the broken screen, the "unknown caller" was still flashing.

Facing this scene, his face paled, and he looked at Fujiwara Takumi for help: "Priest Fujiwara, what should we do, please tell me!"

"If you ask me what to do, I can only..."

Awakened from his daze by the other party's question, Fujiwara Takukai raised the "Royal Coin~lightnovelpub.net~" composed of a short stick and a note in his hand and slammed it on the wall of the carriage.

"Up Left Up Right A Down Left B Down Right AB Down Right A!"

After reciting the incantation that was tampered with without permission and whose meaning was unclear, a brilliant chrysanthemum pattern, centered on the imperial coin in his hand, bloomed toward the surroundings.

Shinto and purification.

"This...is this the legendary divine power that originated from the 'Emperor Meiji'?!"

Through the spirit detection goggles, I watched the majestic and sacred "sixteen-petaled eight-layered chrysanthemum pattern" spread rapidly along the wall of the carriage, covering everything they touched. The team members who saw this scene for the first time were stunned.

Soon, the surface of the entire Shinkansen train was filled with the spiritual power of the golden chrysanthemum pattern representing the blessing and purification of the gods.

The flashing lights in the car returned to normal.

"As expected of the 'God favored once in four thousand years', he could easily shelter such a large area."

Seeing this scene, the expressions of several team members were relieved.

"The boosting effect of this exercise stick is so exaggerated..."

Originally, Fujiwara Takukai, who only intended to protect the carriage he was in, could not help but take a deep look at the imperial coin in his hand when he saw that his technique had covered such a large area.

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