Zongman, can you be immortal with me for the rest of your life?

At the same time, as he turned his body, he saw several people carrying musical instrument bags.

Then he spoke loudly.

"Are you a guest from out of town? Welcome."

Kerry and his companions were not shy either. When they heard his greeting, they walked over.

"Hello."

He smiled and nodded to a few people, and the villagers around him also nodded to Kerry and his friends in a friendly manner.

"Hello, we are tourists here for the festival."

This time it was Kerry who came to talk and he extended his hand.

"Okay, if you want to visit the church, you can come in, but I'm really busy and don't have time to entertain you. By the way, my name is Makino Kei, and I'm the mentor of this generation.

If there's anything else you'd like to know, I'll answer it later."

The man politely extended his hand to shake hands with Kerry.

The mentor, as the villagers called him, looked to be in his 20s or 30s. He was wearing a missionary outfit like the fat aunties in the undead settlement. However, he had a normal figure and a somewhat heroic face, but he always had a kind and gentle expression.

The voice of the speaker was neither hurried nor slow.

Kerry didn't show any expression on his face. He said thank you and walked in with a few people, but he was very confused in his heart.

[Kerry: Am I wrong?]

[Kiritani Kazuto: No, I didn’t feel that either.]

【Sato Kazuma: That’s weird】

When several people walked past this person seeking mentor, they all discovered one thing, that is, this person is not attractive at all.

In other words, there was nothing unusual about him, he seemed like an ordinary person.

And there didn't seem to be anything hidden from the public in this church; he even invited everyone in.

The interior of the church was just like a normal chapel, with benches all around and a pulpit in the middle. However, where a portrait of a god or a cross should have been placed, there was a somewhat strange mural.

There was a creature in the sky that was neither human nor mermaid, and on the ground there were three people with halos behind their heads looking at the portrait in the sky.

There is nothing unusual here except for a smell that suggests there were once "traces" of a large amount of fragrance sources here.

At this time, the villager who came in earlier was praying to the portrait in front of him.

The villagers didn't care about the other people behind them and just spoke out what they wanted to say.

"Our Savior, the Great One of our faith, may the pure sea from which you came wash away the original sin in our blood. May we return to your paradise and become eternally happy, ever-living lambs..."

Based on Kerry's knowledge of religion, he judged that this Shinyu religion might not have been passed down for that long, or it must have undergone religious reforms in the middle. The native religions of Japan would not perform this form of prayer.

Maybe they copied it on the spot when Western Orthodoxy was introduced a few hundred years ago.

But just as they were about to leave, a woman wearing a red headscarf pushed the door open and walked out from behind.

The woman's appearance attracted the attention of Kerry and others.

Because that woman smelled really good! Her scent wasn't as strong as Chaugnar Fangeng's, but it was definitely stronger than that of the Deep One's priestess. They'd originally thought the lingering scent in the church might have come from the villagers passing by, but now it seemed the scent might have come from her.

"Hello everyone, I'm Yaohisako. I'm the guide girl of this generation. If you have any questions about the classics, I can help you solve them."

The woman who smelled so good walked over with a normal look on her face, bowed slightly to the few people, and took out something that looked like a scripture from her arms.

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Chapter 248: Prayer before the feast.

Finally saw something abnormal.

They looked at each other excitedly, thinking that they would be able to discover the abnormality of this church next.

Maybe it was this woman who caused all the believers to be infected with the abnormality.

So a few of them sat down calmly and said they wanted to follow the woman to visit the interior of the Zhenyu Sect.

Then... then...

Then the woman actually told the few people about their religious history for an entire afternoon.

Thousands of years ago, the village still believed in the primitive land god Ebisu, and there was a period of famine in the whole of Japan, and suddenly the god descended from the sky to give them food, and then they offered sacrifices to that god bit by bit.

They even clearly stated the structure of their sect. Each generation consists of a mentor and a female mentor, and the main believers are the villagers. The way of belief is also very free. As long as you are kind to others and respect their god, it is in line with the doctrine.

Kerry wanted to yawn, but the woman didn't show any abnormality.

Kerry even deliberately created an opportunity for the woman to be alone with him, and even wildly hinted that they were college students who were out having fun without their families' knowledge, and no one would know if they disappeared. He even pretended to drink the tea they handed him to see if it was some kind of sleeping pill.

As a result, nothing happened.

The woman even advised them to get along with their families in a friendly manner, and if they didn't mind, they could answer the phone and contact their families to report their safety.

This woman was as normal as everyone else in the village, which puzzled the Kerry people. When the Kerry people left, she walked to the door and waved to them with a smile.

"Although we are all God's people, we do not discriminate against people of other faiths. As long as you treat others kindly and respect our faith, especially if you are innocent, you will surely be reborn in Paradise."

She didn't even mention needing a few people to help spread the word of their faith.

It made Kerry and others lose confidence.

If you are not normal, we will be afraid!

I asked around nearby, but couldn't find out if anyone was missing.

Kirito asked his daughter to check online. Apart from the mudslide incident many years ago, there have been no other cases in this place. There are no disappearances, no murders, and even because the people in this village seem to believe in the kind-hearted Zhenyu religion, there are very few violent incidents.

The people in this place don't have any rules that prevent them from going out, so many people rush back from their work places to participate in this festival, just like they go home for the New Year.

Everything seemed so normal. If it weren't for the lingering fragrance, Kerry and his companions would have given up their investigation and focused on traveling.

"I think it's completely meaningless for us to continue investigating blindly. We might as well lock down the place on the night of the festival.

One was staring at the church, one was staring at the river where they said they would all be baptized, and the remaining two were at the ceremony itself."

At this time, several people gathered in Kerry's room in the hotel. Kazuma took out a newspaper and wrote and drew on it casually.

Of course, there was no map of Hanyu Village on it, but Kazuma felt it was necessary to do so to create a more festive atmosphere.

Kerry also frowned.

"Just do it."

Kerry just couldn't believe it. A useless policeman, a strange geological disaster that happened many years ago, a mysterious cult, a village surrounded by mountains on three sides, ancient customs, a folklorist, and an internet celebrity who was responsible for embarrassing himself. With so many complete elements, he actually had nothing.

What if there is nothing, and these people are identified as their food for some reason, it would be like an adult video with a Cosplay theme, but when it comes to getting down to business, they take off their C-suits and put on a wig, or it would be like a book with a theme of girls with glasses, but when they see the main scene, they take off their eyes, which is like eating a hamburger without pickles, which makes the soul gone!

It's even worse than when fans of unpopular decks in Yu-Gi-Oh heard that an unpopular deck has become popular, and immediately searched for a deck to build, only to find that it is made of Primogem, Carven, and Abyssal Beast, and finally they lose some small garbage from unpopular decks!

Anyway, based on the above factors, no matter how patient you are, you will definitely be exposed on the day of the festival.

For the remaining two days, Kerry and his friends went to the village every day.

So much so that many people in the village knew them.

The kind that greets everyone when they meet.

Kerry and his companions also discovered that as the festival approached, more and more people gathered around. Every day when they passed by the festival stalls, they could find that the stalls there were basically set up, and the food stalls had already started to put gas stoves or electric stoves inside.

The toy stalls also started displaying and hanging up various items early.

The day of the official performance finally arrived as the band members had been looking forward to it.

"Hey, you don't even know how to wear a yukata. Are you Japanese?"

Kazuma stood behind Kerry, fastened his belt for him, and then walked to the front to help adjust his collar.

"Who are you scolding?"

Kerry looked in the mirror and found that the clothes were actually quite convenient for moving around in, as long as he didn't mind damaging them.

"Come on, come on, you can go to the festival with the beautiful girl, while I, a poor man, have to stay at the church."

Kazuma pushed Kerry from behind.

"Didn't you make this plan?"

Kerry was pushed, but he was not angry. He looked at Kazuma who had an unhappy face happily.

"Yes, yes. Who told you to be Lord Bonfire? And our immortals are better suited to reconnaissance than combat?"

Kazuma walked over there and put away the wand and crystal ivory.

Originally, Kazuma had considered forging this material, but the physical methods that had been tested showed that nothing could damage the ivory except Kerry's sword.

Kazuma really didn't have the skills to carve weapons with a sword, so he just used this thing as a big stick, holding the thin end and using the thick end to hit people.

Anyway, it is heavy and hard, and it is quite powerful when used.

"If you're free, why don't we go to the festival together tomorrow?

I'm so grateful to have such important friends like you. If we're not together in a romantic place, I always feel like something is missing."

Kirito, who was also in Kerry's room, was adjusting his white kimono with cloud patterns. There was no sense of incongruity in him wearing it, because his skin was much whiter than Kazuma's and it looked quite effective. On the contrary, Kazuma, with his brown hair and green eyes, looked like a person from another world.

"Tsk, why are you talking so harshly?"

Kazuma complained.

"Really? It's so rare for me to talk to you guys sincerely, and you always have this attitude."

Kirito grabbed Kazuma's neck.

"Let's go. We two poor souls have to go investigate."

Kerry sorted out the guns, sword, gas mask and flashlight in his backpack, walked out of the room, and saw Xiangzi standing in the corridor with a proud look on his face, as if waiting for praise.

There is still one hour before the ceremony begins.

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Chapter 249: Happy times are always short.

Unexpectedly, Xiangzi actually wore a yukata today.

Kerry thought that Xiangzi would do something abstract, like wearing a black Lolita dress.

However, it seems that Xiangzi still yearns for the ritual sense of festivals.

Xiangzi was wearing a green long-sleeved yukata with blue butterfly embroidery on it, and a large blue bow tied at the back of his waist.

And she must have been holding this pose for quite a while, just so that Kerry could come out and see her outfit directly.

"Let's go."

Kerry, wearing a crimson yukata, waved.

But obviously, she couldn't get any praise from Kri.

"coming."

When Kerry walked past him, Xiangzi turned around and followed him.

At this point, because the competition had officially begun, the venue was already very different.

Star-like lights dot the roadside of the night market, emitting colorful lights that make children unable to walk when they see them.

The bustling flow of people was constantly changing, and every stall was packed with people because it was the first day.

"Mom, I want a chocolate banana."

In front of Kerry and the other man, a high school girl with pink hair and pink eyes, who was clearly out playing and still wearing a school uniform, spoke to her mother.

"No, Yuno, that kind of sugary junk food will ruin your figure. We brought you out here so you can experience more situations. Remember this so you can write your Chinese essay and summer report."

This mother is clearly a great achiever in the area of East Asian parents being disappointing.

Just one sentence made the daughter, who had originally had a blushing and smiling face, look lost.

The daughter's father also said nothing.

After the three people left, Kerry and Xiangzi walked into the crowd.

Xiangzi's eyes widened as he looked at the various things in front of him, and there was a flowing brilliance in his eyes.