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

Kazuma wiped his nose with his thumb, smiled, and walked onto the cobblestone path.

After witnessing all this, Kerry returned to the car and began to be alert to any movement around him at all times.

He held the machete tightly. Although Kazuma acted very carefree when he was trying to be cool just now, only he himself knew whether he was really that carefree. Although he could be resurrected, the feeling of his life leaving him little by little every time he died was real.

Smelling the fragrance carefully and distinguishing the locations, Kazuma soon saw a unique scenery in the mountains.

There is a statue of Jizo on the roadside approach to the temple, but under the shade of the trees, a vermilion torii gate with many prayer ropes hanging on it stands on the mountain ahead of the road.

"Haha, there are Buddha statues and shrines. Even if this is a Japanese fusion, isn't it a bit too much?"

ps: 1

Thanks to Alice from Millennium College for sharing the dog food! Thank you meow! 1

ps2: When I think about the two literary scenes that have appeared so far, which were originally for Xiaoxiang, and can make those readers who doubt that I can't write emotional scenes directly speak in a black tone! I can't help but snort.

Chapter 29 Kazuma's Bizarre Adventure

Since he had no experience in infiltration, Kazuma didn't know what to do, so he tiptoed up the main approach and looked around. The smell was stronger in his nose, but he didn't see anyone.

Crossing the Torii gate signifies entering the realm where the gods reside in Shintoism.

Above the Torii is a small open space paved with about 20 300mm x 300mm stone bricks, and the ground is clean stone bricks.

For some unknown reason, the unexpectedly tall trees above blocked out most of the sunlight with their lush branches and leaves, leaving only specks of golden traces on the surrounding trees and the ground.

If it weren't for the madness of last night, Kazuma would have thought he was on a trip to the countryside.

To be honest, Kazuma had already imagined the scene above before coming up. Combined with the information he learned last night, it was not only the Lion Country in Journey to the West, with human flesh cages hanging everywhere and living people locked up in them, but also the same as the base of Conan Exiles players, with enslaved people working everywhere, wailing and screaming one after another.

Looking at the open space in front and seeing that there were more stairs following each other, Kazuma couldn't help but let out a sigh.

With images of Sekiro and Yakuza in his mind, Kazuma picked up a knife and began to climb the stairs painfully.

On the other side, in the mountain next to the mountain where Kazuma was at this time, there was a luxurious building that was hard for outsiders to imagine, although Japan has always had some mansions built in the mountains or invited gardens.

If it weren't for that strange place, the scale alone would make people doubt whether this was the summer residence of a top tycoon like the Shinomiya family or the Nanajo family.

The binary structure with multiple doors is reminiscent of a Siheyuan, but it is a Japanese-style courtyard with smaller rooms and denser arrangements.

What strikes people as odd at first glance is the dark shed propped up above the building, which reminds people of the appearance of a greenhouse, but serves the purpose of blocking out sunlight.

And there were only a few rooms inside with dim lights.

In the central pond of the building, a skinny old man in a kimono was throwing fish food into the dark pond, and the water would occasionally produce a few bubbles.

"Muroi-kun, are you saying that there are 573 people in the village, and you were driven up the mountain by an outsider?"

In Japanese, the title "Jun" is used only when very close people address each other, but more often it is used by elders addressing younger people.

Therefore, in some two-dimensional stories, when the heroine and hero start calling each other "Mr. xx" as soon as they meet, it actually means that they are flirting with each other.

"Yes." Muroi Shizunobu knelt in the dark courtyard with his head lowered.

No rebuttal or further reasons were given.

"And now, ordinary people with guns can't do anything to that guy, and those of us who have sculpted our bodies can't go down the mountain during the day. We can only hide in the mountains and wait for night, right?"

"Yes." Jingxin continued to nod.

The old man who had just been feeding the fish became furious upon hearing his reply, and smashed the basket of leftover fish food on Jingxin's head, spilling the food all over him.

"How do you do things? Haven't I told you many times to be rigorous in your work? New Village is like our gateway, our shell, and it's especially important at a time like this!

I had already invited Hokkaido Governor Fukuyasu and Inspector Nagata of the Metropolitan Police Department to attend the ceremony, but you pulled this off! How do you expect me to explain this to them? If they find out we can't even keep a secret, how can they trust us? Do you want us dead?"

"I'm so sorry." Jingxin knelt down and bowed to apologize.

Faced with the old man's anger, Jingxin did not refute a word, and faced with his questions, Jingxin did not answer either.

Because Jingxin knew that even if he told his difficulties, this guy would only say unrealistic words like "I don't care" and "You can't". This is a common problem among people who think they are a dish. As long as he invests, he must see a return, and if any problems arise in the process, he will drag his subordinates to talk about it.

But after all that, apart from torturing the people below and inflicting pain, no constructive suggestions can be put forward.

Jingxin has adapted to it in the past 14 years.

"I'll ask someone I trust to come and renovate the village and gather information about that person, Shimura Danzo! Right? No matter who he is, he's going to have a hard time!"

As a result, just as the two were talking, someone suddenly came to the gate of the yard.

"Master, I received a call from Qi Renjun saying someone was approaching Tianhu Gate. It might be the person who attacked the village last night. I hurried over to inform you! I have already sent people to stop them."

"what?"

"what?"

Jingxin and the old man turned their heads and looked over in surprise.

From beginning to end, the two of them never thought about whether Kerry would chase them up the mountain.

Rather, Kerry’s actions last night alone made Jingxin very confused.

Regardless of whether Kerry's immortality was obtained in the village.

If a person suddenly wanders into a village by mistake, finds something strange about the village, and thinks he or she is about to be killed, wouldn't the first reaction be to run?

Yesterday's pioneering work with the dump truck and shooting with the gun could be understood as wanting to leave or being stimulated and going crazy.

But what is this for?

They never considered, or most people would never consider, that there are people in the world who would risk being arrested and tortured just because they simply dislike them and want to eliminate them.

At this time, on the mountainside, Sato Kazuma was still climbing the mountain road, but he had no idea that his whereabouts had been exposed.

Still looking around and following the smell.

Suddenly, there was a loud noise in the bushes. He Zhen turned around and saw three people holding hunting rifles rushing out from the bushes below, blocking his way down the mountain. At the end of the stairs above, he could vaguely see several people coming out.

"Ah?" Before Kazuma could react, gunshots rang out.

"Bang! Bang! Bang!"

Because the other party thought it was Kerry, there was no nonsense or negotiation. They hid first, and then opened fire as soon as they got within range.

Kazuma fell to the ground, holding his chest in pain. Feeling the intense burning sensation in his lungs, he reluctantly tried to tighten the knife in his hand again, and then lost consciousness.

Seeing Kazuma fall to the ground, the men with guns did not rush to approach, but continued shooting. They had heard about what happened last night from the villagers who fled to the mountains.

But the reality made them feel strange.

There was no recovery of flesh and blood. The person who approached was beaten more and more until he was no longer in human form and his compound eyes did not move. Only after realizing this did the few people stop shooting and walk onto the blood-stained approach to check the body.

And this news was immediately transmitted to another mountain through communication equipment.

"The others? Jingxin, didn't you say there were only two people and a family of four, one of whom was confirmed dead, three of the four were in Tianhu Mountain, and the other one was a girl?

Where did this person come from? Did someone from outside come in?!

The village should have been equipped with surveillance cameras long ago! Don't you even think of this? Do you only regret it after something happens?

Let the Qi people come down the mountain to see what's going on!"

Feeling a little anxious and nervous, the old man paced back and forth, constantly cursing Jingxin.

Just a few minutes later, a communication came in that made him feel like his jaw dropped.

"Master! Qi Renjun said there's another person coming over there, and his clothes and appearance are exactly the same as the previous one!"

No? Are you paying tribute to Journey to the West here?

Sun Xingzhe, Sun Xingzhe, and then there's Sun Xingzhe, right?

Ps:

Since everyone probably knows what Kazuma looks like, I'll just post some of Kazuma's girly pictures!

Chapter 30 The most soulful episode

After taking the steel pipe from the car, Kazuma once again set out on the road up the mountain.

But the mood at this moment is completely different.

Looking at this small approach, Sato Kazuma seemed to see the two archers on the wall of Lothric, and it seemed as if it was the welcoming avenue of the Ring Seal City.

As long as this poor little undead man takes a step forward, countless inherently evil ranged units will emerge to hit him head-on and send him back to his resurrection point.

Not only did he go back, but he also received Kerry's ruthless ridicule for not getting any intelligence.

"Is it a surveillance camera? Where is it installed? No, we should look for the spot where they came out of the bushes before."

Talking to himself, Kazuma felt that the other party was able to discover him, definitely not because of some scouts patrolling in the mountains. This is not Vietnam. The grass can talk, the trees can talk, and the bushes can talk.

It is possible that the other party has installed surveillance, so they can lock your location.

But the clever little guy Kazuma will not walk over so brazenly again.

This time he walked through some prickly bushes, hoping to find the path taken by the group of people who had attacked him from behind. That should be a shortcut to quickly find the other party's location.

Where is it! Kazuma, who was moving forward in a circuitous way through the bushes, saw that the place where the person behind him came out when he died had a less obvious path there, and it seemed that the other party did not come from here.

It’s not even appropriate to call it a road. It’s just a grass path formed by occasional people passing by. If you walk on the main road, it may even be difficult to notice because of the overly lush weeds in spring.

There is no smell of blood here, so the other party should not have dragged his own body away from here.

Kazuma thought, enduring the pain in his waist, bending over and moving as fast as he could, almost squatting and walking.

Because they were going up a mountain road and the posture consumed their energy very quickly, after more than ten minutes, He Zhen almost collapsed from exhaustion. However, as they got closer, he began to "smell" that familiar smell.

Kazuma estimated that if there was a shrine one step above the torii gate, then he would probably be on the hillside next to the shrine.

Not far away, it seemed to be blocked by something.

Kazuma looked around the green area and found obvious signs of trampling in one area, and there was nothing deliberately hidden. It was a small door with a thatched shed on top.

It may sound strange to say this, but it really is a door opening on the mountain.

It is supported by several connected stones and wooden boards extending from the stones. I could only see it at a glance because the door was painted in a similar color to the surrounding area. If I hadn't looked closely, I wouldn't have been able to find it.

Kazuma thought this thing was very strange. The existence of such a facility meant that they had considered hiding it when they started building some secret facility, but now it seemed that hiding was no longer necessary, otherwise they wouldn't have bothered to even put some more grass at the door.

Kazuma tried his best to hide his footsteps and reached the door, only to find that the door didn't even have a handle, only a hidden keyhole, so Kazuma tried to push it.

Not moving.

[The door cannot be opened from this side]

Kazuma felt like he had hallucinated such characters, so he gritted his teeth regretfully and turned to leave.

As a result, when Kazuma took a few tipsy steps, he suddenly heard a faint sound coming from behind.

Oh no! The person behind the door discovered me!

Kazuma didn't choose to run away because he knew the enemy's weapon was a gun, and running away would be completely entering the enemy's area of expertise.

Kazuma took a few steps and shrank to the side of the door.

Sure enough, the door was pushed open and several people walked out.

"Hurry! He's running that way!"

The man who led out was holding a hunting rifle and turned directly in the direction of the door panel after the door was opened.

Then...

"files!"

Kazuma hit him on the head with the iron rod, this time using all his strength.

Blood splattered everywhere, and the man who turned around and was hit head-on immediately fell to the ground, his body twitching like a broken toy.

Kazuma gritted his teeth when he saw this scene. In fact, he didn't kill many people last night. Even this morning, his mental strength was far inferior to Kerry's, so he didn't dare to trick the door open and kill them directly.

He was rather timid, so he chose to just use gasoline and set it on fire!

The three times he died were all caused by others who couldn't bear it and rushed out to fight him.

Later, Kerry discovered that they must have communicated with each other by phone, so he chose this more efficient method. However, Kerry was also careful not to let the fire spread to the house where Pochi was.

That would be the last resort to destroy this place if an accident really happened.