Chapter 673 Xiaokui, We Seem to Have Encountered Something Strange

The plum candy served at the Summer Night Festival is just sour plums wrapped in maltose.

Xiaolu bought seven in one go.

Two were given to Tsurumi to gag the junior sister, while five were kept for himself.

Of course, she didn't eat these five by herself.

She planned to give one to the little old man's outer body, Sanglang, Red Deer and Mimizi.

However, Tsurumi, who got two plum candies, said that one was enough for him, and returned one to the deer.

The latter was not polite and just took one in each hand, licking it here and biting it there.

Tsurumi rarely laughed when he saw the childish look shown by his senior sister inadvertently.

"Xiao Kui, why are you looking at me like this? Is there candy on my face?"

Noticing Junior Sister's expression, Xiaolu blinked and then subconsciously stuck out his tongue to lick the corners of his mouth, trying to lick off the non-existent sugar residue.

"No." Tsurumi Aoi shook his head.

She felt that Teacher Kamiya probably took good care of her senior sister.

Moreover, although she is a senior sister, Kanoya is two years younger than Tsurumi.

The two girls were eating sweets while turning to a secluded bush at the corner far away from the stall street.

Here, Kanoya called out all three shikigami attached to the small bronze statue of a rosary on his wrist.

The three of them, Sendlang, were not as capable of hiding themselves as the scouts, so they did not show up directly in crowded places.

Kanoya also gave out candies to the shikigami, and promised Miyako, who was the most interested, that he could secretly take her to visit the festival at a closer distance later.

Tsurumi Aoi slowly finished her plum candy, and Kanoya next to her suddenly grabbed her wrist.

A junior senior sister had a little maltose on her palms, which made them a little sticky. However, her palms were soft and slightly cool, and it felt surprisingly comfortable to the touch. Perhaps most people are relatively tolerant of beautiful girls, which made Tsurumi, who was actually reluctant to have physical contact with others, not take the initiative to break away for a while.

However, Lu Yewu didn't do this on purpose. The tip of her small nose wrinkled, obviously she discovered something: "Xiao Kui, look over there."

Following the guidance given by his senior sister, Tsurumi looked towards the outer edge of the bush where they were now.

The two girls had already reached the end of the road lined with stalls, in the woods, and the path on that side was not within the radiation range of the Yoshikoji Summer Night Festival.

The colorful lights at the festival cannot shine over there, making the path that seems to lead to the mountain forest very low in permeability. It is obviously not too far away from the lively Summer Night Festival in a physical sense, but it is like that over there. It's another world, and the darkness entrenched on the path seems to attract inhuman things.

And on such a road that has nothing to do with "liveliness", there is a wooden hut standing for some reason. At first glance, the building feels very rough, as if it was temporarily built.

Tsurumi is relatively clear about the situation near his temple.

There should not have been such a building on the road leading to the mountain forest.

However, the Summer Night Festival is being held recently. Some vendors have temporarily built small buildings that meet the specifications in order to attract more customers, and then demolish them after the Summer Night Festival is over. Yoshikoji Temple also allows it.

As for whether temporary buildings can be built in this area, it is decided by Yoshikoji Temple.

That's of course because——

A large area of ​​land around Yoshikoji Temple, including some mountains and forests, is privately owned by the Tsurumi family.

Due to various historical reasons, it is not particularly uncommon in Japan for shrines or temples to privately own large areas of land.

After all, even a large part of Mount Fuji is directly owned by Sengenji Temple on the mountain and is private property.

"That cabin..."

Tsurumi Aoi became a little confused.

Even if it is not too strange for some temporary buildings to appear near the temple at home during the Summer Night Festival, but if the wooden house is a small shop, why was it built there? Built in a location where no one would notice?

Also, when Tsurumi entered the trees just now, he did not notice the outline of a building in that direction.

Maybe you didn't notice?

After all, it was too dark on that trail.

After staring at the hut for a while, Tsurumi, who may have adapted to the darkness over there and mastered "Silk Beating", was able to observe more details on the abrupt wooden building——

She saw a heavy red and purple curtain hanging in front of the door of the hut. I saw clearly the signboard standing in front of the cabin that read:

[Treasure House]

The handwriting was majestic, but because it was smeared by the shadows in the dark, it was hazy and distorted.

The "Treasure House" at the celebration is already a very chronological term, and it itself has long been swallowed up by the torrent of the times.

It is basically impossible for girls of Kanoya and Tsurumi's age to come into contact with such things.

However, the Tsurumi Aoi family runs the temple after all and hosts the celebration every year. As the eldest lady in the temple, she had a vague understanding of the so-called Treasure House.

In my impression, Treasure House is a kind of exhibition that satisfies people's curiosity.

It is a project that uses some weird things to attract curious people.

For example, the owner of a treasure house will brag to his guests that there are monsters in his house such as "crab woman" and "girl in a bottle".

For a small fee, the owner will briefly lift the curtain at the door, allowing guests to take a peek inside and see the true appearance of the monster.

The house is usually dimly lit, and what can be vaguely seen may be a woman in a kimono, with the corners of her clothes lifted to reveal a few crab legs; or a living girl's head on a vase.

And so on.

Of course, the so-called "monsters" in the treasure house are usually not real.

They are just some crude tricks.

The ticket price for a peek inside the house is not expensive, and it is enough for curious people to take a peek and get some curious topics to talk about.

And the treasure house that appeared at the Yoshikoji Summer Night Festival, judging from the publicity outside, seems to be exhibiting "living girls in paintings".

"Senior sister, do you want to go over there to take a look?"

Intuitively, Tsurumi Aoi felt that the treasure house that appeared on the dim path was a bit strange.

But she was a little unsure, what did her sister, who was so eccentric and even childish when eating candy, want to do.

If the senior sister wants to go over and check, should she be stopped?

Tsurumi's question was not answered immediately, but she felt the cool palm on her wrist gently tug, and then something hard and familiar was stuffed into Tsurumi's hand.

It was an unsheathed Ichimonji.

Tsurumi Aoi turned around and saw that Senior Sister Kanoya had slung her bulging shoulder bag over her shoulder without knowing when.

The younger senior sister who looked quite childish when visiting the festival, now looked like a completely different person.

Her dark eyes flickered in the dimness, and her tone was serious, word by word:

"Xiao Kui, we seem to have encountered something strange."