The world is restarting

Chapter 214 The Nameless Monster

According to the "Kojiki" records, Iyenami was burnt to death after giving birth to the fire god Kagudo, and Izanaki cried sadly beside her body, and the tears fell on the mother of Xiangjiu Mountain, and Okimoto turned into a weeping pond goddess.

The goddess of weeping water is in charge of water, and there are people who worship her shrine in places with abundant water veins.

In ancient times, Qingshui Village was the confluence of three rivers, Dachuan, Shenglaichuan, and Baisechuan. It is normal to worship the goddess of Qize in the village.

"But little sister, how do you know it existed thousands of years ago?" Xichuan patrolman scratched his hair doubtfully, "Our village has a long history indeed, and it was deserted for a while because of the war. I found out that there is a shrine for Goddess Kizawa in the village, so I continued to enshrine it."

Sawada blinked.

Hattori Heiji understood, leaned into her ear and asked, "Has Mr. Seimei been there?"

So far, almost no one in the inner world and the official upper echelons know about the relationship between Sawada Yakoroli and the great onmyoji Abe Seimei who was a thousand years ago.But what exactly is the relationship is different.Some people speculate that she is the reincarnation of someone important to Lord Qingming, while others speculate that she is an envoy favored by Lord Qingming after he became a god.

There are very few people who know the truth, and Hattori Heiji can only be counted as half of them, because although Sawada Ya didn't say it clearly, she never kept it from him when she talked to Conan, so the famous Kansai detective also guessed from these unintentionally leaked information roughly.

But if he guessed it, he guessed it, of course he would not be stupid enough to say it.Seeing that the silver-haired loli nodded, he vaguely helped to lead the aisle, "Is there any relevant record in the ancient books of the Tuyumen family?"

Nishimura Ichiro didn't think there was anything wrong, but suddenly realized when he heard the words, "So that's how it is."

Conan kept silent in the earphones, just as it was, "Mi, tell me in detail."

"Well, Qingming has indeed been here before. When he was boating on the lake with Boya and Master Chanmaru, he was blown to the shore of the lake by the wind, and then met the head of the Goddess of Weeping Lake..."

Do you still remember the story of the two gods, men and women who are very good-looking, but a monster jumped out to oppose it?In the story, the god who seeks help from the great onmyoji Abe Seimei through the shrine's lord is the goddess of Qi Ze.

"Goddess Weeping Ze once descended in that shrine, logically speaking, there should be no monsters in the area shrouded by her divine power." After telling the story, Ze Tianya concluded in confusion.

After all, the Goddess of Weeping Ze is not a third-rate wild god, but a serious god with a godhead and a legend.The green ape that made things difficult for her in the story, on the one hand, was not mainly aimed at her, but on the other hand, the strength of the green ape was really not low. It caused a lot of trouble in Heianjing, and the reason why it died so badly Simply put, it was a once-in-a-century hell situation like Shuten Gatsaki Kamoto Raimitsu, who would have to kneel if it changed.God is going to kill him, it is not a crime of war, and it is impossible for monsters in modern society to have this strength.

Everyone in the conference room heard a fairy tale, looked at each other in blank dismay, and kept a precious silence in the field they didn't understand.

Yuan Guang, who came from a family of exorcising demons, was a little confused. Although he had never heard of this matter, since it came from Zetian Ya, it must be true.Therefore, there must be something unusual about a monster who dares to make trouble in the territory of the Goddess of Weeping Ze.

"All in all, let's play by ear when we get to the location. The police department in Shiga County, please be prepared to help the surrounding people evacuate at any time." Conan made a final decision.

Although the situation on the ancient battlefield is weird, Yuyuan Raikou is not very worried about him, and the most important thing at present is to continue to guard against the situation of other heroic spirits.

The location of Qingshui Village is indeed remote. When the car drives around, there are already wild roads in front of it. There are no street lights on both sides, as if dreaming of Heianjing in the underworld.

The police car following behind stopped on its own initiative when it passed Qingshui Village, and only Oda Tsukuru continued to drive forward according to the guidance of the Nishimura patrol. Shaky, like ink paintings of different shades.

Odasaku got out of the car, walked to the reeds and lowered his head to observe the half-waisted water, "How did you get there?"

"There is a boat here." The West Village patrolman clapped his hands and bowed to the lake twice, and then he walked to the shore and bent down to pull out a small boat hidden in the reeds. We usually use it for patrolling, and no one will steal it anyway, so we usually put it here.”

The patrol boats used by the low-level patrolmen have not even been stolen, so one can imagine how shabby it is.

Looking at the dilapidated boat floating in the river, everyone stood on the bank in silence for a few seconds.

Conan: "...Do you need to send another boat for you?"

Hattori looked down at Loli at his feet, and found that she was full of novelty, "No need, this load should be enough...as long as the engine doesn't turn off and capsize."

Officer Nishimura squatted on the shore and patted the edge of the boat with a hearty smile, "No way, this old man has been with me on patrol for more than ten years and has never had any problems."

other people:"……"

More than ten years... Isn't this more worrying? !

Having said that, time waited for no one, and it was too late to temporarily transfer the ship, and the group finally got ready and boarded the ship one by one.

There is no sound of people around here, and of course there will be no lights. When I was on the shore, I could still see the moonlight leaking through the clouds. When the boat entered the reeds, the thin light was filtered by the dense reeds, and there was nothing left. , the only light source is the flashlight in the hand of the patrolman.

The bow of the boat breaks through the quiet water surface, creating layers of ripples, darkness and reeds approaching from all directions, this weird place doesn't even hear much insects, and the atmosphere seems spooky for no reason.

Sawada Ya felt a little sleepy when he got on the boat, and just yawned when Hattori caught him and hugged her.She was not polite to him either, and leaned into his arms and yawned again, lowering her eyes in a daze, listening to Heiji continuing to talk to the Nishimura policeman.

"I just saw you bow to the lake, uncle. Is there anything in the water?"

"This is also a custom in our village. The old people say that there is a water god in Lake Biwa, so you must worship when passing by."

"Water God? Isn't it the Goddess of Weeping Ze?"

"How can the goddess of Qize stop in one place? The water god in Lake Biwa is the messenger of the goddess of Qize, and also the god who has blessed us for generations."

"..." Yuan Guang actually wanted to say something when he heard this, but thinking about the face that was slapped by the Goddess of Qi Ze before, he held back, didn't jump up and continued to shout that it must be a monster.

So the conversation between Hattori and the patrolman continued peacefully.

"By the way, didn't you say that there will be fog here at night? Why didn't you see it?"

"It doesn't happen every night, for example..." At this point, the voice of the West Village patrolman suddenly paused, "Wait, it seems to be foggy?"

Sawada Ya opened her eyes in Hattori Heiji's arms.

Conan: "It's foggy? Hattori, over there... Zizi... There are others... Zi..."

Imperial Pillar Tower.

"... Hattori? Hattori?!"

Conan dropped the microphone and looked up quickly.On the screen in front of him, the image transmitted by the camera carried by Hattori Heiji has turned into a snowflake.His expression changed, and he said in a deep voice, "The communication has been disrupted."

"It's an enchantment."

In the third position on the conference table behind him, the virtual image of Patriarch Tsuchiyamon who was connected remotely slowly opened his mouth to explain.

Onmyoji's barriers have the effect of disrupting magnetic fields and radio waves, which is why onmyojis don't like to use electronic equipment, but in general, they only slightly affect communication.

"The communication was completely intercepted, which means that the enchantment was not left by ordinary people." Tuyumen Motoya said solemnly after explaining, "This is not normal, the Tuyumen family has no records about the enchantment, which means that no one has been found it."

"That is to say, it is possible that someone deliberately concealed it?" Conan turned his head.After confirming that the communication was temporarily unavailable, he simply jumped off the console, gave up his position to the technicians to work on, and returned to the conference table by himself.

There were quite a few seasoned police officers present, and they naturally realized immediately, "Is there something wrong with Ichiro Nishimura?"

"No, I'm still inclined that he didn't lie, after all, Mi also confirmed it..."

Of course, there is also the possibility that he is indeed a good person, but has been misled.

Conan contemplated for a moment, then he had a flash of inspiration, "The West Village patrolman said that he went to the ancient battlefield with a camera ten years ago, and then went crazy. Who is it?"

Most of the police officers in Shiga County happened to be outside Qingshui Village at the moment. As soon as he raised this question, people immediately entered the village to ask.

It didn't take long for news to come from there, "People in the village said that it was a Kyoto native, female, who looked in her 20s, and her name was Keiko Fujiwara. I don't know if it was her real name. But because she liked to carry a camera around Taking photos, someone in the village took a photo with her and left a photo."

Immediately afterwards, the police officer over there took a photo with his mobile phone and sent it over, so everyone present understood why so many people still remembered her after more than ten years had passed.Because that is really a very beautiful girl, youthful and bright, with an elegant temperament like a lady.

The moment he saw the person in the photo, Conan's pupils shrank suddenly, and he reflexively remembered the email from someone not long ago.

Wait, this person is... Momiji Kari? !

Here in Shiga Prefecture.

"Kudou? Hey, Kudo?! Tsk, the communication is cut off."

Hattori Heiji frowned and simply pulled off the earphones, rubbing his ears that were hurt by the electric sound of "sizzling", "What's the matter with this fog? Can it isolate the signal?"

The West Village patrolman also subconsciously took out his mobile phone, looked at the zero signal displayed on it and said blankly, "I don't know, I have never been here before."

"My father didn't mention it... No, there were no mobile phones at that time."

A bunch of electronic products are all scrapped, and even the walkie-talkie is useless.Hattori simply picked them all off, ball, ball, stuffed them into his pocket, and when he looked up, he saw the golden-haired kid who came with him holding the weird trident-like weapon with a nervous face, staring at the surrounding people. The white mist seemed to explode.

"Yuanjun..."

As soon as he started, he heard the blond boy growl as if he was stimulated, "This is an enchantment! A very powerful enchantment!"

"Enchantment?"

Hattori's expression was also a bit serious, and he subconsciously looked down at Sawada Ya, and the little loli nodded to him to indicate that Saber was still with them.

Immediately, she raised her eyes and looked at the white mist ahead with a hint of doubt, "Let's keep going."

At this time, there was no other choice, the way back was covered by white mist, and according to Nishimura, anyone who got into the mist could not go back unless the next day.

The boat continued on its way. This time, there was no insects in the surrounding reeds, and the silence was shockingly quiet.

As if to ease the atmosphere, the West Village patrolman wiped the sweat from his forehead and said, "It should be here soon..."

As soon as he raised his head, his voice stopped abruptly—I saw dozens of shadows of ancient warriors riding horses lined up on the shore in the vast white mist, as if they just came to welcome them Same.