"Isn't it basic common sense to carry essential equipment when going out for combat?"

Yajima Akiko said in a proper tone.

"What's more, don't forget my police identity!"

"Well, it makes sense."

Hirata nodded and sorted out the equipment Yajima Akiko gave him.

Put on the slightly strange-looking headband and adjust the position of your eyes.

But I always feel a little awkward.

"By the way, is this the kind of headband that the police mobile team always has?"

Hirata adjusted the position of the headband and asked the other party.

"No! I modified this with socks!"

Akiko Yajima said something about Hirata almost Sparta.

"Uh...you mean this is your sock?"

His voice became a little trembling, and he asked the other party tremblingly.

I don’t know if it was an illusion, but he even smelled the smell of sweat on his skin on his head hood.

"Haha, of course it's impossible. Will I be so stupid? Let you taste the taste of my close clothes for free?!"

Yajima Akiko burst into laughter because she teased Hirata.

But she realized that what she said was super ambiguous, so she stopped talking and glared at Hirata with a red look.

"This is a police hood, but I have used it once or twice. The stockings modification is lying to you. Don't think wrongly!"

She said angrily.

Hirata took off his hood speechlessly.

By the way, I should be the one who was injured? Why do you look angry?!

After fighting with Akiko Yashima for a while, Hirata put away all the equipment she gave her.

After cleaning up, the two of them lay on the tatami and began to fall asleep.

It was already past twelve o'clock, and Yajima Akiko soon fell asleep.

Hirata kept keeping her eyes open and had no intention of falling asleep.

After confirming that Yajima Akiko's breathing was stable and he entered sleep, he quietly stood up.

Take out the "Ghost Maru Kuroshige" from the sword bag, carefully put the hood on his head, leaving only his eyes exposed.

It looks a bit like the vulgar male protagonist in the "Searcher" series.

Push the door gently and prepare to investigate in Atago Minhongji as a secret person dressed in a simple manner.

He always felt that this temple gave him a strange and terrifying feeling.

In addition, the strange bird disappeared here, so he thought of going out to investigate alone.

Come out of the room, walk through a corridor, and enter the direction of the apse.

This is a place for guests to live in. The courtyard is paved with stones, and a well stands quietly in the center of the courtyard.

Near the temple of worship, there are a group of stone statues.

The statue of Ksitigarbha Bodhisattva of different sizes is carved with strange shapes, "glazing" at him with different expressions.

Hirata sniffed his nose and smelled the faint fishy smell in the air.

He pulled up the black hood that covered his appearance, smelling the smell in the air.

This fishy smell is similar to the smell emitted from the strange bird's beak, like a mouse that has died in an underground stinky ditch for several days.

Following this smell, he slowly walked towards the northwest.

The smell in that direction is the strongest and is also the place where the figure of a strange bird is most likely to be hidden.

Hirata walked forward carefully, walked through an archway, and walked forward along the pebbly path.

Soon, a light glowing light appeared at the end of the pebbled path.

The lamps attacked by time fell among various stone statues of Ksitigarbha Bodhisattva.

The stone statues illuminated by the slightly yellow light are tall, slanted, short and obese, and even hidden in tree stumps like Easter eggs.

The weirdest thing to look like is the one with red rouge on the face, which is extremely terrifying under the dim light.

Neon once had such a tradition - apply red rouge on the face of Ksitigarbha Bodhisattva.

Those who do this believe that Ksitigarbha Bodhisattva will help them take care of the lost children.

With the light of light, Hirata ignored the strange Ksitigarbha stone statue next to him and continued to walk forward.

After climbing over a low wall, a tombstone appeared in front of me.

There are 76,000 temples in Japan, which is more than convenience stores. Buddhism, which emerged in the Edo era in 1600, achieved rapid development after banning Christianity.

The temple becomes a police station to manage household registration. If you go out for a long trip, you need to ask the temple to issue a pass. If there is a funeral at home, it will be organized by the temple. The cemetery is located behind the temple. This kind of temple is called Tanna Temple, also called Bodhi Temple.

Most of the temples on the streets and alleys are Tanna Temple, and are not open to the public and are not allowed to visit.

In Hirata's impression, Atago Minhong Temple is not Tanna Temple.

Why are there cemeteries?

With such doubts, he walked carefully towards the square cylindrical stone tablet.

A single square-column-shaped stone tablet stands alone behind the statue of Ksitigarbha Bodhisattva.

There is no "Zhu Tapo" behind the tombstone.

The entire cemetery is incompatible with the surrounding environment!

The smell that Hirata smelled from the strange bird disappeared near the tombstone.

“Disappeared?”

He leaned on the "Ghost Maru Kurakishi" with one hand and took two steps forward.

Looking at the tombstone.

There is no word on the tombstone.

It seems that the owner of the tombstone has hidden all his information.

Extending his hand, Hirata gently stroked the tombstone and felt the scent that lingered on it.

"No, it won't disappear for no reason."

He stood up and looked at the surrounding environment, pondered for a moment, pulled out the "Ghost-Shenmaru Kuroshi" real sword from the scabbard, and pointed it into the ground and penetrated it hard.

The surroundings were so quiet that it was extremely quiet. Although it was midsummer, there was no sound of the worms.

The real knife in his hand stabbed into the ground, making a dull "puff" sound.

Then pull the knife out.

The blade was slightly black and smelled of fishy smell.

The ground seems to be polluted.

And as I inserted the sword into the ground, I felt that the entire cemetery seemed to be empty.

"Empty? The underside of an ordinary cemetery will not be empty, it looks weird."

Stepping on the ground, Hirata wiped "Ghost Maru Kuroshige" clean and put it in the scabbard.

Then he stood up and circled around the tombstone, trying to find some clues.

While looking for clues, I heard subtle footsteps.

Someone came to this side.

Hirata quickly put on his hood and hid in the darkness.

The dark night served as the best protective umbrella, and the plains hid on a tall tree, peeking at the figures of the visitor.

The one who came over in the middle of the night was the host of Nakajima just now!

He walked towards the tombstone with a serious expression.

Standing in front of the tombstone, staring for a moment, he whispered: "Lingye, you have been out every night recently, and you may even hurt the lives of innocent people!"

"You were very thin before, crying all day long, and your eyes wet your bed sheets. But I often say that these will change. I think it will not get worse and worse. What do you think, Ling is?!"
Chapter completed!