Outside the bus, the orchid and scarlet rays of light were layered on top of each other, shrinking like a breath, interweaving a colorful barrier.

The dry limbs protruding from the tunnel wall were not only unable to cross this barrier, but turned into fly ash as if they were burned by fire at the moment of contact.

It is because of the protection of these two powerful forces that this bus can stay in this tunnel safely until now.

"What a mighty power!"

Seeing that several mummified corpses were set on fire in front of the barrier, and their wailing turned into resentment, Xiao Niao Yuzhengumi subconsciously clenched the placket of her clothes.

The divine power of Kudan Gouyu can indeed block the entry of resentful spirits.

But what easily burned the limbs of those resentful spirits into flying ashes was the red glow of the blazing sun.

And in this red glow, Xiaoniao Yuzhengyu even smelled a warm divine power.

"Unfortunately, there seems to be a sign of resentment on the wall of the tunnel, and even the crying arrow can't leave a trace, otherwise you can use this red light to hit it and see... There are so many people in the car, what do I think... "

Abandoning this dangerous thought, she lowered her head slightly, looking through the emergency exit to a seat below.

"Thousand leaves..."

There, her classmate Qian Ye, who was obediently lying on the seat, lowered her head without looking sideways.

"It's convenient to ask, what are you wearing on your chest?"

The source of that hard-to-see red glow came from Qianye Ye's chest.

"Wear on the chest..."

Hearing the bird Yumayumi calling herself, Qianye raised her head suspiciously, her face flushed red.

"Ah, is that what you said?"

Immediately, she took out a red rope from her neckline: "I was weak since I was a child, so my family asked me to wear this necklace with me to pray for health and safety."

Hanging from the end of the red rope was a simple and round jade pendant shaped like the English letter "C".

"Gouyu... If you're just praying for health and safety, will you be using too much force?"

At this moment, the scorching, dazzling orange-red light on the seemingly primitive gouyu made Xiaoniao Yuzhengong unable to open his eyes.

"Looking at this reaction, doesn't Qianye know that?"

The hook jade on this necklace must be a sacred object that is not inferior to the "Three Artifacts of Akagi".

Qianye, who can carry such treasures with him, but has no spiritual energy, naturally cannot be an ordinary identity.

...

Hokkaido, Hakodate City, Mount Hakodate.

At the foot of Mt. Hakodate, stands a four-meter-high gray-white stone torii.

The plaque above is engraved with the quaint and atmospheric word "Shenwei".

On the flags on both sides, "Hakodate Hachimangu Shrine" is written in a dance.

Beyond the torii gate, there is a wide stone staircase that stretches towards the top of the mountain surrounded by trees.

At this moment, catkin-like snowflakes swarmed from the cloud-covered sky, covering everything in the eyes of the world with thick silver.

"Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh...so cold..."

Early in the morning, a thin and thin teenager wearing heavy winter clothes, scarves, ski caps and sunglasses was walking deep and shallow on the snow-covered stairs.

"Hokkaido is so cold, is it the last beast that awakened some permafrost?"

Stopping his steps, the young man turned his head and glanced at the bottom of the stairs: "I knew that the snow was getting heavier and heavier, and I should have bought the thickest suit in the store before..."

The footprints that he left a few minutes ago have been covered with snowflakes and disappeared without a trace.

Below the stairs, there was a black heavy-duty locomotive with a ferocious shape and strong muscles. The engine that was not turned off was humming, like a beast's dissatisfied roar.

"Sousuke, why don't you talk, don't you feel cold at all... people, people?!"

The young man turned his head and found that a companion who was supposed to walk side by side with him had disappeared like the footprints.

"It's only snowing, is it so cold?"

The heroic voice from a distance made the young man move his dull gaze to the end of the stairs far above his head...

"...It's the young master Takuhai, you lack exercise, and your body is delicate and easy to be pushed down, right?"

A blond man in a baseball cap, sunglasses, and a thin baseball uniform was standing leisurely with his hands in his pockets.

On his back hangs a long and narrow thing wrapped in a white cloth.

"You muscular idiot, don't run away without a word!"

While protesting, the boy quickened his pace slightly in panic.

"No wonder they say that some people were born in Rome..."

Obviously they started together from the Torii, and when he was still struggling to climb the stairs in the bitter cold, the other party had already reached the end.

When the snowstorm in Hokkaido is imminent and the streets are sparsely populated, they will spare no effort. The two people who came here in the wind and snow are naturally Sosuke Araki and Takumi Fujiwara.

After taking the Shinkansen and crossing the Seikan Submarine Tunnel to Hakodate, the two bought cold-proof equipment on the way, and rushed here without stopping.

"Not only did I not feel cold at all, but how did I feel, after I came to Hokkaido, my waist didn't hurt anymore, my legs didn't get sore, and it didn't take much effort to go up to the fifth floor in one breath."

Admiring the tragic state of Fujiwara Takumi struggling to climb the stairs~lightnovelpub.net~ Araki Sosuke stretched his waist and looked at the surrounding snowy scenery curiously: "By the way, the scenery here is really amazing!"

Looking down from the platform on the top of the mountain where he is located, behind the torii gate is a straight road leading directly to the blue sea, and on both sides are large buildings wrapped in silver and mixed with Eastern and Western styles.

Almost the most essential city scene in the entire Hakodate, all have a panoramic view.

On the other side of the platform, beyond the foothills and cliffs, you can see the majestic Tsugaru Strait wrapped between the sea and the sky.

"Hakodate Hachimangu Shrine was built at the same time in 1445 when Kono Masatori built the "Box Pavilion" here. It can be regarded as the oldest building in Hokkaido..."

Out of breath, Fujiwara Takumi climbed up the last stone steps with both hands and feet, and sat down on the ground: "...If I choose the site, I will choose this superb location that can monopolize two stunning views at the same time."

The snowstorm that arrived more than a month earlier caused a large area of ​​Hokkaido's vegetation to wither, and the oxygen content dropped sharply.

Wearing heavy winter clothes, walking on the stone steps with snow as deep as 30 to 40 centimeters, every step is as laborious as doing a weight-bearing high leg lift.

Master Takumi, who rarely goes out and lacks exercise on weekdays, is falling into the dizziness caused by hypoxia, unable to extricate himself.

"So that's the case... In the name of a god, the most valuable land is occupied for free. The religious industry is indeed a profitable business!"

Looking back from the endless Tsugaru Strait, Araki Sosuke looked at the center of the platform, which seemed empty and peaceful because no one was visiting: "Is this the main hall of Hakodate Hachimangu? It's much smaller than I thought."

A shrine with a white top and black walls, flying eaves, and a quaint and exquisite temple, it is quietly surrounded by snow-capped mountains and forests.

Although it is not as majestic as Hegang Hachimangu Shrine, it has its own vicissitudes and solemn momentum.