Becoming a god in a low-key way in the supernatural world

Aunt Qiuye subconsciously said, "I don't know exactly where it is, but it should be along the mountain road, heading southeast..."

"Southeast...in Yamanashi Prefecture?" Kotegawa looked at her with a puzzled expression.

"No..." Aunt Qiuye shook her head, looking troubled. "I only have a general idea, so I can only head southeast first..."

That's why she kept running into the mountains... How did Aunt Akiba know where Yosuke was? A thought flashed through Kotegawa's mind, but he didn't ask any more questions. He searched the house for a bit and then said, "Then let's say hello to Uncle Kenji..."

"Ignore him!" Aunt Qiuye said sternly. "That man is already dead."

Kotegawa's eyes widened instantly. Kenji-san, could it be...?

A loud cough came from the bedroom. Uncle Jian Er pushed open the door and came out, also dressed in hiking clothes and carrying a large hiking backpack. He looked at him and said calmly, "Let's go."

Chapters 112 The Search for the Son

At the edge of the back mountain, Uncle Jian Er, carrying a backpack, looked up at the forest in front of him, a look of existential doubt in his eyes.

"Typhoon passing through?"

Aunt Qiuye, who had been forced to stay at home for a while and hadn't been able to go out, was somewhat stunned when she saw the mess in front of her.

Carrying Aunt Akiba on his back, Kotegawa looked at the still faintly discernible mountain path and turned his head, saying, "Shall we go?"

Uncle Jian's gaze was complicated. After a slight hesitation, his expression calmed down. He bent down, picked up a twig, and leaned on it, saying, "Let's go!"

Kotegawa smiled, then took a deep breath and exhaled forward.

A gust of wind suddenly swept ahead, blowing all the messy tree trunks and branches to the side.

Uncle Kenji's eyelids twitched violently again.

Aunt Qiuye, who was seeing this for the first time, was also stunned on the spot, and was somewhat incoherent: "This, this is?"

"It's alright, it's alright, I have a large lung capacity." Kotekawa reassured her as he carried her on his back and started walking into the mountain.

Uncle Jian looked at the branch in his hand, thought for a moment, then held it in his hand and continued walking forward.

Actually, hiring a helicopter would shorten the travel time considerably, as Kotegawa had suggested. However, once Aunt Akiba was far from the mountains, she would lose her way... This seemed strange, almost like a mother's intuition, leaving Kotegawa feeling quite uncertain.

After all, he practically dug up the entire mountain last night.

He and Uncle Kenji kept their heads down and hurried along the road, while Aunt Qiuye pointed out the direction. The three of them gradually went deeper into the mountains, but their speed was still not fast. Uncle Kenji's physical strength gradually began to run out, and he could only rest while continuing to move forward.

When Uncle Kenji could no longer walk, Kotegawa simply tucked him under his arm and started running wildly through the mountains.

Uncle Jian, who is only 1.73 meters tall, is quite easy to carry.

The scenery on both sides rushed past us, and Aunt Qiuye on my back and Uncle Jianji under my arm stung our faces from the wind.

Uncle Jian pinched his own face, which made him gasp for breath.

What a vivid dream...

Kote River crossed three mountains in one breath heading southeast, finally stopping at a mountaintop where he put Aunt Akiba and Uncle Kenji down to let them catch their breath.

This place is absolutely deserted, overgrown with weeds and wild trees. It used to be the backyard where monsters and ghosts would stroll, but now it is peaceful and quiet, with only the occasional birdsong.

The borders of Yamanashi Prefecture are already very close.

Without batting an eye, Kotegawa looked down and saw that Uncle Kenji, who was sitting on the rock, had just taken out some water and bread from his backpack and handed them to Aunt Akiba, but Aunt Akiba coldly pushed them aside.

Kenji paused for a moment, then handed the bread and water in his hand to Kotegawa.

Kotegawa reached out and took the bag, then took off the backpack from his chest and took out the bento box and water he had bought at the supermarket. He gave them to Aunt Akiba and also gave them to Uncle Kenji.

The three of them ate their lunch in silence.

Uncle Kenji and Aunt Akiha were still in a daze, but they didn't know where to start asking... How could the child they had been with day and night until last year suddenly become so unbelievable?

Gu Tsurugi Kawa also remained silent. If they couldn't find it today, they would definitely have to spend the night in the wilderness, or make a mark and fly back to their hometown with Uncle Kenji and Aunt Akiba... Although it would definitely scare them, there was no other way. It was only February, and the snow on the mountaintop hadn't melted yet. If they weren't well prepared, they would definitely freeze to death at night... Not everyone is as thick-skinned as him.

Uncle Kenji was clearly also considering this issue. With a worried look in his eyes, he said to Aunt Akiba's back, "Akiba, we can only wait until the weather gets warmer before we come to see Yosuke."

Aunt Qiuye didn't turn around, but instead cast her gaze into a mountain hollow, murmuring, "Almost there, almost there..."

Kotegawa followed her gaze but didn't see anything special. However, at this point, he could only trust Aunt Akiba's intuition.

After a short rest, he picked up Aunt Qiuye again, and with Uncle Jian Er looking embarrassed, headed in the direction Xin Zhi pointed out.

"If I had known, I wouldn't have come along. I'm just causing trouble..." Uncle Jian muttered to himself.

"No, it's nothing..." Kotegawa replied as he ran.

His breathing and speech were steady, as if he were talking during a walk, which was somewhat unexpected.

Uncle Jian was completely baffled; everything before him was far beyond his experience and understanding over the past forty years.

At this moment, Kote River arrived at the mountain valley that Aunt Akiba had pointed out earlier.

Aunt Qiuye suddenly grabbed him tightly and said urgently, "In..."

"It was just a flat area covered with withered yellow leaves. He had passed by this place several times last night and found nothing special. However, he still held onto Uncle Jian with one hand and Aunt Qiuye with the other. Instead of jumping down directly, he took a slight detour and went down the hillside at an almost running speed."

He stood on the flat ground and looked around. The place was surrounded by mountains on three sides and hidden by trees. It was a natural valley and a good summer campsite. If he couldn't find one today, he could choose to camp here.

Aunt Qiuye, who was on his back, closed her eyes tightly and said in a trembling voice, "No, she's still here."

Aunt Qiuye put it down and then started searching on the ground.

Could there be some kind of underground cave?

Uncle Kenji also stomped his foot on the ground and frowned.

How could Yosuke be in a place like this? Even if, as Komi said, he really did become a ghost or a monster...

Aunt Qiuye took a deep breath after landing, enduring the swelling and pain in her legs, and limped towards the center of the valley.

Kotegawa and Kenji quickly gave chase.

Aunt Qiuye ran all the way to the center of the valley, knelt down, and frantically rummaged through the fallen leaves with her hands.

Kenji and Kotegawa, who caught up, looked at each other without saying a word, and squatted down to clear away the fallen leaves. But unsurprisingly, there was nothing special under the rotten leaves.

Aunt Qiuye, her hands covered in mud, stared blankly, her eyes filled with shock: "How could this be? How could this be? Yosuke is clearly here!"

Kenji, whose hands were also covered in mud, stared blankly at the ground before him, then sighed deeply and looked at Akiha with sorrow in his eyes.

"Akiba, Yosuke, he..."

"Will things change only tonight?" Kotegawa suddenly spoke, breaking the somber atmosphere. He gently washed Aunt Akiba's hands with water and said softly, "Let's camp here tonight."

Chapter 113 is quite good at hiding things.

Camping is not something you can just do on a whim. Uncle Jian was the first to shake his head. He didn't bring a tent this time, especially since it's such a cold winter day. If he were to spend the night outside, he would freeze to death.

After Kotegawa finished speaking, he walked to the side and began taking things out one by one. There was a newly bought thick tent, a portable gas stove for heating, a stool, a table, a cotton blanket, a pot, bowls and spoons, frozen cooked beef, and even a shovel...

Uncle Kenji and Aunt Akiha were both dumbfounded.

Kotegawa pondered for a moment and said that it was a simple magic trick, learned from an Onmyoji in Tokyo, and it wasn't anything remarkable.

Aunt Qiuye and Uncle Jian'er, who had spent most of their lives as ordinary people, had limited experience. After hearing his explanation, they were half-confused and half-accepting.

I've seen so many outrageous things today that they don't seem so outrageous anymore.

Kotegawa continued to take things out. He was probably the only one who would use his domain as a mobile warehouse. By attaching his true energy to the items, he could prevent them from being corroded by the blood sand and store them for a period of time without any problems. As for food, he could simply freeze it with his frost true energy, which was both fresh and convenient.

He arranged the camping trip perfectly. After setting up the tent, he carried a shovel to a place a little further away and dug out a simple toilet. He also gathered some branches and set up a simple tent nearby.

Uncle Jian also gathered a lot of branches, made a large bonfire, and lit the firewood, which immediately dispelled much of the surrounding chill.

On the portable gas stove, a pot of hot water was bubbling and steaming.

Kotegawa made some hot cocoa and handed it to Aunt Akiba and Uncle Kenji.

The family gathered around the campfire, warming themselves by the fire and slowly drinking.

The chill in the air was dispelled, and the atmosphere eased considerably.

Aunt Qiuye lowered her head to the ground, not in the mood to speak, sometimes confused, sometimes stunned.

Uncle Jian also kept his head down in a somber mood.

It was still early before dark. After finishing his hot drink, Kotegawa quietly added some fuel to the campfire, raising the temperature. Then he leaned back in his chair, covered himself with a blanket, closed his eyes, and meditated to recover his energy.

We don't know what will happen tonight, but it's always better to be safe than sorry. We should be in the best mental state to deal with any changes.

His mind completely calmed down.

Aunt Qiuye looked at him, remained silent for a moment, and then prepared to get up and add some firewood.

Uncle Jian, who was standing next to her, was a step ahead. After he had added enough firewood, he turned around and said softly, "Would you like some more water?"

Aunt Qiuye didn't say anything, but turned and went into the tent with a stern face.

Uncle Jian shook his head helplessly, reached out to wash the empty cup, picked up the wood-chopping axe, and went to chop firewood in the distance.

As dusk fell, the campfire continued to crackle and burn.

Kotegawa woke up from his deep meditation, got up, stretched, washed his hands with water, took out the cooking pot he had prepared earlier, and put it on the gas stove to start cooking.

Uncle Jian, who was sitting by the campfire adding firewood, turned his head to look at him, then looked back at the tent with its zipper zipped up, and said softly, "Xiao Jian, you've worked hard."

"No, it's really nothing." As if by magic, Kotegawa produced a gas stove, intending to boil water for tea.

The night is long, I need something to perk me up.

Uncle Kenji watched him work silently, then suddenly asked, "If Yosuke really still exists... why did he leave? Why doesn't he show himself anymore?"

Kotegawa thought for a moment and replied, "I'm not quite sure why either, but there must be some unavoidable difficulties, right? It doesn't matter, as long as we can find him, no matter what difficulties he may have, they won't be a problem anymore."

Uncle Gu Jian sighed, his eyes filled with worry, and lowered his voice to a whisper: "If you really see Yang Jie, no matter what, keep a close eye on her and don't let her do anything foolish."

Kotegawa thought for a moment and nodded.

After a while, the pot started bubbling and releasing the aroma of stewed meat.

Because the cooking conditions were simple, he added more beef rolls, making it a simple hot pot meal.

After dinner was almost over, he lifted the lid of another pot, scooped out a spoonful of rice to taste, and then turned around and called out, "Aunt Qiuye, dinner is ready."