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

The journey is quite long, basically walking from the bottom of the island to the top. If you take the train, it will take about 2 hours. If you take the van, you will have to take a break in the middle, so the time is about 5 to 8 hours, and you will probably arrive just in time tomorrow morning.

This time would be longer for an average person, as about 4 hours on the highway is enough to damage a person's spirit.

But Kerry always stays at his peak, so it doesn't matter.

It seemed that Toyokawa Shoko was tired from the journey today. Even though there was music playing in the car, she fell asleep quickly and breathed evenly.

The two people behind also fell asleep after two hours of sharpening their knives and checking their equipment.

Only Kerry was driving in the dark, passing through one checkpoint after another, accompanied by those large trucks that appeared more frequently at night, and he didn't encounter anything strange along the way.

At five o'clock Tokyo time when the sky was getting brighter, the car arrived at Okumiya City in Gifu Prefecture, which is the closest city to Hinamizawa. We woke everyone up and had a rest and something to eat in the city to solve the hygiene problem.

In fact, according to territorial division, Hinamizawa should also be included in this city.

After all, I don’t know how long I will stay this time, so I still need to prepare the necessary hygiene products.

I had breakfast at a family restaurant that actually had waitresses in maid uniforms.

After everyone was refreshed, Chris drove again and followed the navigation to Hinamizawa, a place with only a name on the map and nothing else.

The car started to go up the mountain road.

Gradually, asphalt roads were replaced by dirt roads in the countryside.

There are more and more natural landscapes and fewer and fewer people.

"it's beautiful……"

Shoko Toyokawa couldn't help but sigh as she looked at the scenery outside the window.

Hinamizawa is surrounded by mountains on two sides and separated by water on one side. The village has only two main roads, one wide and one narrow, which run through all the buildings.

Moreover, you can see many thatched houses. In the distance, there is a small mountain range connected to the houses. There are large tracts of pine trees growing on the outermost edge, and even the roadside nearby is covered with paddy fields. This really fits the stereotype of a Japanese countryside.

It's completely different from the glamorous stuff in Songfushi's new village.

"It's a Gassho-style building... I didn't expect it to be preserved in some places."

Xiangzi sighed as he looked at the thatched huts.

Gassho-zukuri is a type of Japanese wooden house, so named because it looks like two hands clasped together. It also means unity, because if you want to repair the roof of this type of house, you can't let the whole village, young and old, come to help, and then you won't be able to set up a few tables for dinner afterwards.

"Looking at it this way, it really has nothing to do with any human experimentation."

Kirito opened the car window and looked outside in amazement.

"Oh, when we went to Xinxiang before, the villagers were so simple and honest.

Since it's related to some human experiment, maybe the local villagers all know about it and are cooperating. Let's go in and take a look."

Kazuma shook his head, and the others drove into the village.

But after a while, a car appeared in the rearview mirror.

The car honked several times at the van driven by Kerry and his companions.

Kerry thought that the driver wanted them to give way, so he didn't give in and continued driving. However, he soon heard someone shouting from behind.

"Stop it! Stop it!"

Upon hearing this, Chris stopped the car and saw from the rearview mirror that the car behind him also slowly stopped. The car door opened and a middle-aged fat uncle with white hair came out. The uncle was wearing overalls, but a shirt and a red tie.

After getting off the car, he walked towards the car of several people.

Most people would probably be confused by this situation, but the four Kerry men put their hands on their weapons, ready to fight at any time.

The uncle came over and Chris rolled down the car window.

"Sorry! Sorry! I called you suddenly."

However, the uncle smiled at Kerry and then took out an ID card with "Asahi Shadow" printed on it and shook it.

"I'm Oishi Kurato, a police officer with the Konomiya Metropolitan Police Department. Is this your first time in Hinamizawa?"

"Ah."

Kerry glanced at the guy who suddenly stopped them for no reason.

"Is that so? Then, are you guys here in Hinamizawa for work or to visit relatives?"

The first sentence was quite polite, but the second one was a bit unfriendly, and even had a feeling of interrogating a criminal.

"Hey! Uncle, do we need to answer your question? Is there any case nearby?"

Kazuma rolled down the car window and spoke with some dissatisfaction.

"Well, there haven't been any cases recently, but there aren't any permanent police officers here. Considering public security, I'd like you to tell me your purpose. Also, if you're here for tourism, I don't really recommend this place. Xing Palace has many other interesting places."

Something's wrong, something's wrong with this guy.

Everyone present noticed something was amiss. How could a normal police officer, seeing tourists, interrogate them and then recommend them to go somewhere else?

Oh, if it were America, it would be true! But this isn’t America!

Several people looked at each other, but only Kazuma understood what Kerry meant.

You can take a look at where this guy lives. There are many villagers coming and going here, and his companions are following him. Wait until we find a place where there is no one and tie him up and torture him!

"Then we shouldn't be obligated to answer your questions, right?"

Kazuma knocked on the car window in dissatisfaction.

"Indeed, but I'm also concerned about you all."

Seeing Kazuma's attitude, a trace of distress appeared on Oishi's face, and then he shook his head.

"Well, I wish you all a happy time, but please don't stay too long. More than two months won't be good, hahahaha!"

With that, Dashi turned and left.

130

Chapter 130: So cute.

"Riddler, get out!"

After the other party returned to his car, Kazuma frowned and looked through the rearview mirror. He could see several shadows in the car under the sunlight. He wondered if they were also police officers.

However, it seems unrealistic to trick people into getting in the car and driving away.

As soon as Jingdian arrived, someone started looking for trouble, but this time it was a little strange, because the other party did not hide his malicious intentions at all, as if he wanted to drive them away, and even mentioned the time.

After noting down the other car's license plate, they continued to drive inside and passed by a white van. Fortunately, this was the main road, otherwise the small road in Hinamizawa would not even allow two cars to pass face to face.

Soon they arrived at the center of Hinamizawa and found an open space to park. There were no such requirements in the countryside, so they prepared to get off the car and find a place to stay.

"Tsk, there's absolutely no hotel here!"

Kazuma looked at it in confusion. Let alone a hotel, there was only one convenience store in this small village. But no one wanted to stay at the foot of the mountain and miss out on exploring.

"After all, the information says that this village will only be open this year."

Kirito was also a little helpless.

"Just rest in the car."

Xiangzi didn't have much objection and thought it was okay to lie on the bus.

"Actually, I think we could spend some money and ask the villagers for accommodation."

Just as they were discussing, suddenly a dozen people came from a distance.

They gathered from all directions. I had seen some of them when they drove over. It seemed that they started gathering spontaneously since they saw the crowd.

Seeing the movement that seemed like a troop assembly, the four of them looked back at them with some caution.

Those people gathered behind an old man with squinty eyes and some hair loss, and the old man walked up.

"Everyone, everyone, don't worry, we have no ill intentions. I am the village chief of Hinamizawa, Koyukichiro. Is there anyone you are looking for in our village? If so, I can help you contact them."

The old man spoke much more politely than the policeman, but when he was speaking, the villagers behind him stared at everyone with a strange look, without any emotion, just staring at them quietly, which felt very strange.

The situation in this village once again made Kerry and his companions feel that something was wrong.

Kerry pushed up his nonexistent glasses and walked out.

"Hello, Village Chief Gongyou, we are folklorists from Tokyo. We discovered that Hinamizawa is open to the public this year, so we've come here to record and compile information about its customs, people, and geography. We hope to publish a paper or book. If successful, I'm sure your village will be visited by many tourists."

Kerry came up with the most dangerous profession.

In addition, for some reason, this place is obviously open to the outside world, but everyone who comes in causes this trouble. Kerry feels that this may directly lead to danger. For example, if these villagers do not really want outsiders to come in, and it is just a unilateral decision of the councilor, then if he says he wants to attract tourists for them, they will definitely get angry and think of ways to get rid of him.

However, after Kerry finished speaking, the villagers began to discuss among themselves.

The village chief, who had a stern face before, looked gloomy for a few moments, but he still smiled politely at Kerry.

"In that case, do you have a place to stay? If your stay isn't long, I can arrange it for you. It takes an hour to get to Xing Palace at the foot of the mountain, which is not very convenient."

"No need, let's just walk around here first."

Kerry coldly rejected the village chief.

"Uh……"

The old man went back and said something to the villagers, who nodded to Kerry and his companions and dispersed.

Wait until they all leave.

Kerry frowned. This situation seemed to be more serious than the previous zombie incident. At least they pretended that time, but this village was so xenophobic that they couldn't even pretend.

"Ah... this is going to be a bit troublesome..."

"Indeed, if this is the case, it will be difficult for us to pry the villagers' mouths when we want to investigate something in this village."

Toyokawa Shoko took over the conversation from the side.

But Kerry quickly finished what he had not finished saying.

"This village looks to have around 2000 people, and there are so many mountains around. If they don't have any smell, it would be quite troublesome to massacre the entire village."

"Uh……"

Shoko Toyokawa choked.

After all, they can use smell to find the enemy, so they decided to take a walk first. Maybe they could smell something unusual directly.

A few people started walking in the village, but after a while, everyone saw five divine men.

Why do we call them gods? Because those five people are totally out of tune with the style of this remote village.

The five people were four girls and one boy. They looked of different ages. Some should be high school students, while others were still elementary school students.

But they all have one thing in common, that is, they wear strange clothes!

A tall girl with green hair in a ponytail and a treasure chest that looked no less huge than Nagasaki Suyo's was wearing a bikini on the street. The boy next to her was dressed like a magical girl and even wore white stockings.

Another shorter girl with short orange hair was wearing a school swimsuit with a skirt on top. She was flexing her fingers and looking at the two little ones in front of her like some dirty uncle.

The two little ones have blonde hair and purple hair respectively. One is wearing a cosplay suit with cat ears and a cat tail, while the other looks like a little girl.

When these people were placed in the village, they looked like kimchi at a state banquet, pineapple on pizza, and strawberry filling in dumplings. It was really like Thai people holding whips - abstract.

However, after a few people sniffed lightly, everyone's eyes moved and locked onto one of them, the little girl with purple hair, cat ears and a cat tail behind her back.

There was a faint fragrance on her body that stimulated the appetite of several people.

At this time, the little girl was also looking at the people who came to the village.

His eyes were full of surprise.

Different! A different person appeared!

But her scanning eyes stopped when she saw someone.

A few dozen meters apart, the little girl and Kerry looked at each other.

A hint of doubt flashed in her eyes.

Hmm? Looks familiar, but I'm not sure, so I'll take a closer look...

Then it doesn't matter if you look at it, the more you look at it, the more familiar it looks.

It's just missing something... what's missing? It's like if the hair grew long, with a white, wispy hair sticking up into the sky, a crown of evergreen olive laurels on the head, and the ordinary clothes were replaced with a toga and a cape at the back, it would be perfect.

The little girl's pupils dilated little by little and she took a few steps back.