Iulio followed behind Natsume. Seeing how excited he was, she exclaimed, "That's more like a kid."

Yukimura glanced at her. "Iulio, did you forget what you should call Lord Natsume?"

"Yeah, I forgot. Yukimura, can you demonstrate it for me?" Iulio smiled.

"The moon is so beautiful tonight," Yukimura said with a smile.

Yumi Aya looked at the two kids and whispered to Nainai, "Did I just hear something incredible?"

Nainai pushed her head away. "Coincidence, it's just a coincidence!"

However, although it wasn't a full moon tonight, the sky was cloudless. The moon was bright and there were few stars in the sky. The moonlight was indeed mesmerizing.

Natsume was wearing a witch costume. His brown hair and eyes looked like amber under the moonlight. As he ran, the Heavenly Music Bell rang clearly. He really did look like a mountain elf.

When they arrived at the place Natsume mentioned, everyone looked at the dilapidated shrine in front of them in surprise.

"There's actually such a place here?

I've never heard of it before, "Enrique said in surprise.

"Yeah, Mr. Suwon said that this place used to worship the mountain god, but it gradually declined and no one remembered it anymore," Natsume replied.

Iulio looked around. From the looks of the torii, it did look like a building from a long time ago. She looked at Natsume. "I wanted to ask, who is this Mr. Suwon?"

Natsume was confused. "Mr. Suwon is Mr. Suwon."

"You don't know who he is either?"

"Mr. Suwon never mentioned him, but he's a good person.

When I was bullied by demons … by demons, I would be safe as long as I escaped nearby. He was the one who brought me here. "

"Ah, right, Suwon Chuan is nearby!"

It was obvious that Natsume trusted this person called Suwon very much.

"However, it's near the Suwon River. Even if it's a dilapidated shrine, is it really possible that no one has ever heard of it?

Iulio thought, "He's also called Suwon. What's the connection?

"

"This way, this way."

Natsume ran to the front and waved to everyone. "After we pass through the shrine, we'll reach the place I was talking about."

When everyone went around the shrine and passed through a small forest, everything suddenly opened up before them!

At this time, the first cluster of fireworks just happened to rise into the sky, making a clear whistling sound and then suddenly exploding in the sky.

The colorful flames lit up the night sky and illuminated the shocked faces of the crowd.

"…" Iulio stared at the scene in front of him in shock and was momentarily speechless.

After passing through the forest, everyone found themselves standing on a small cliff. In front of them was a vast expanse of open space. The entire night sky was exposed to everyone without any obstructions. It was vast and boundless.

From here, they could see the brightly lit area at the foot of the mountain. Colorful fireworks constantly rose into the sky and bloomed, weaving short and dazzling dreams one after another.

Everyone stood on the cliff, extremely quiet and lively.

Natsume looked back at everyone and finally couldn't help but cover his mouth and laugh.

Iulio felt a little tired, so she naturally bent her knees and sat down. She reached out and tugged at Ah Gang and Natsume.

Everyone looked at her helplessly and then sat down with her relaxed expression.

Radical 145, Yukimura, and Sanada looked at them resentfully and could only sit upright with grievance.

Just like that, they quietly waited for the curtain to fall on the fireworks.

"Yuri," Yukimura looked at the sky, "Thank you for the invitation."

Iulio paused for a moment and then smiled, "Well, Natsume is the hero."

[Forget it, I won't call him little brother. Anyway, it's impossible to call him brother.]

…

When the fireworks show ended, the place was completely silent.

"It's really over." Natsume murmured.

"This is just the beginning."

Iulio rubbed his hair and reached out her pinky, "It's a promise. The next time we meet, let's watch the fireworks together."

Natsume suddenly looked up and stared straight at Iulio. Looking at her eyes that were clearer under the moonlight, for some reason, tears began to fill his eyes.

He reached out his hand and hooked it, "Yes, it's a promise!"

When the banquet finally came to an end, just as everyone was walking back in silence, Sanada, who had been silently hiding, raised her trembling hand.

"Um, if it's convenient, can we take a closer look at the shrine?"

Yukimura nodded, "Speaking of which, Sanada is really interested in historical sites."

Since there was nothing else to do, everyone agreed to this request. Natsume was obviously reinvigorated.

"Natsume, about this shrine, did Mr. Suwon tell you anything else?"

Natsume carefully thought about it and shook his head.

Iulio shrugged, "Forget it, it's fun to explore by yourself.

Fortunately, the moonlight is bright enough today, otherwise, it would really be like a haunted house adventure. "

"Yuri!!!" Xiao Lan shouted in dissatisfaction.

"It's too dull," Radical 145 added.

Ah Gang hugged Natsume tightly.

This building had really left behind very strong traces of time. The peeling paint, the broken statues, and the creaking floorboards all showed its existence.

"Mom, over here," Ah Gang and Sanada seemed to have discovered something and called Nainai and the others over.

"Hey, what's this?" Nainai looked at the stone tablet in front of her in surprise.

"This is a well tablet."

Enrique walked forward, adjusted his glasses, and carefully brushed the moss and dust on the tablet, "In the past, some places used to set up stone inscriptions next to wells to record who dug the well and what happened."

Slowly deciphering the inscriptions on the tablet, Enrique's eyes gradually widened.

Straightening up, Enrique looked at Natsume with a complicated expression, "This place used to worship the mountain god, and the mountain god," he paused, "is called Suwon."

"… What!!!"

Enrique shook his head, "It seems that there used to be a serious earthquake here. Although the shrine survived, the mountains and rivers were cut off. People had no choice but to dig a well here during the annual sacrifice."

"And, although the year of the excavation is untraceable, it's on this day in history."

"… Wow." The information was too much, and Iulio felt that he needed to calm down.

Radical 145 thought for a moment, "So, it's very likely that the Suwon River used to be a river?"

"Yes, but I guess the current lake was formed later. Otherwise, there would be no need to dig a well." Enrique finished and sighed, "But it's all just speculation."

Xiao Lan raised her hand tremblingly, "Then, then Mr. Suwon is really …"

"…"

The moonlight shone down, and there was silence.

"In short," Enrique broke the silence, "if this shrine existed before the earthquake according to the inscription, as far as I know, there hasn't been a major earthquake in this area for hundreds of years."

"So, Natsume, do you know what this means?"

"What you found is an incredible ancient site!"

△△△

When Natsume finally figured out that he had to report the discovery of such an ancient site, he was both happy and worried, "But, this is Mr. Suwon …"

Yumi Aya grabbed Natsume's shoulder, leaned over, and looked at him, "Don't you understand, Lord Natsume?

All of this came from Mr. Suwon's guidance. "

"The forgotten mountain god and the crying child, meeting in a declining ancient temple. Oh my god, this is a dream-like encounter!"

"Really?

But … "Natsume was still a little hesitant. After all, it was all just speculation.

Yurio looked at the temple, and he could no longer see the slightest trace of its past glory.

"Auntie Ayumi, you're being too excited. Perhaps he's just a folklore expert with the same name." No, the Mountain God and all that had to be an illusion. This was nothing more than a normal world.

"Eh?

That's too much of a coincidence! "Yumi Aya couldn't believe it, but it seemed to make sense.

Enrique sighed, "Even if you want to report it, you don't have to report it immediately. Natsume, when you see Mr. Suwon again, you can discuss it with him."

"Okay!" Natsume breathed a sigh of relief.

Seeing that the results of the discussion were out, Nainai finally couldn't help but raise her hand. "Since we're already here, aren't we going to do something meaningful?"

Radical 145 began to have a bad premonition.

"Let's be the first pilgrims of the Suwon Shrine."

Fortunately, Radical 145 breathed a sigh of relief.

"And …"

His heart was in his throat again.

"Since we're in time for the annual sacrifice, let's hold a ceremony for the mountain god."

Sure enough, what was to come would come.

"But none of us are clerics. Wouldn't it be disrespectful to the gods?" Enrique was a little worried.

Yes, that's right. Let's get rid of this idea quickly.

"How can there not be?" Yumi Aya came over excitedly and pointed at Yuri and Xiao Lan, "Priestesses."

She pointed at Natsume and Ah Gang, "Shamans."

She looked at Radical 145, Yukimura, and Sanada, "Believers."

Then she pointed at herself, Nainai, and Enrique, "Reliable lords."

"So you can't make up anything anymore?"

"Yes."

Radical 145 sighed helplessly, "So, Mom, do any of you reliable lords know how to do it?"

"…"

"So, hurry up and get rid of it …"

"I know." Iulio raised her hand, "It's written on Google."

△△△

After everyone researched a simplified version of the process, they began to prepare … to be honest, there wasn't much to prepare.

First, the first step, prayer.

According to the prayer on Google, Xiamu stuttered as he read it. From time to time, he would ask how to pronounce the word.

Yukimura looked over there with a worried expression and said to Radical 145, "When we go back, we'll be cursed by the gods."

The second step, exorcism.

Because there were pine branches planted around, it was easy to do.

But because they couldn't find a water source, they just waved it around casually.

Radical 145 thought, "When we go back, let's invite a Onmyoji to take a look.

"

The last step, the Dance of God.

Ah Gang panicked, "Mom, I don't know how to dance!"

Nainai thought for a moment, "Well, then let's dance together. Sincerity is the most important, the gods will understand.

Ah Gang, you have to wave the bell harder so that Lord God can hear your determination! "

"Yes!" Ah Gang clenched his fist, "I'll do my best."

"So, you still don't know how to dance … No, is there anyone here who knows how to dance?

"

"Yuri, music."

"Hi ~"

Xia Mu, who had been silent since the second step, stared blankly ahead. The temple was still that dilapidated temple, but a familiar figure suddenly appeared on the steps. At this moment, he was madly pounding the ground and laughing, rolling all over the ground. Then, he choked on the dust and cried.

But no one around him noticed. So, Mr. Suwon, are you really the Mountain God?

"Lord Natsume, don't be distracted, the Mountain God will be unhappy."

Natsume mechanically danced with the crowd, numbly waving the Bell of God in his hand.

"No, he's already fainted from happiness."

Natsume looked at Mr. Suwon, who was holding his stomach with tears in his eyes and desperately trying to hold back his laughter.

"Sanada -kun, tonight's performance ended when the fireworks ended." Yukimura elegantly waved the folding fan in her hand to the beat.

"…"

"Hmph, have you lost your soul?

How unglamorous. "Radical 145 was the best when it came to dancing. Of course, it would be better if they didn't dance the waltz.

"Yuri, don't dance with the same hands and feet," Xiao Lan seriously corrected.

"I … I feel like something is wrong." Iulio's heart was beating absent-mindedly, and he felt that the moonlight seemed to be getting thicker.

The messy dance was finally coming to an end. Natsume looked at Mr. Suwon, who had finally quieted down on the steps, but was still not serious. He sincerely closed his eyes and waved the Bell of God.

"Thank you, Mr. Suwon … No, Mountain God."

As the last beat fell, Natsume suddenly opened his eyes wide, and sparkling green spots suddenly lit up around him. Under the moonlight, the quiet forest and the ancient shrine looked like a legendary world.

A gentle breeze blew, and Suwon turned back into mist and disappeared.

"Xu …"

Suddenly, he felt like he was being embraced by a gentle breeze, and a familiar and gentle voice came to his ears.

"Thank you, Natsume, this is a gift in return."

The voice dissipated with the wind, and the ground under his feet gradually became wet with droplets of water.

Iulio rubbed his arms, grabbed Radical 145, and said ferociously, "Hey, Xiao Jing, tell me, it's not strange to see fireflies in winter, right?

I feel warm all over because I sweated during the exercise just now, right?

It's a coincidence, it's all a coincidence. "

Radical 145's mouth twitched, and he finally recovered from the vision just now. He pushed the big distorted face away and said, "It's too unglamorous."

But he didn't answer his question directly.

"Hey, Lord Natsume, what's wrong?" Nainai's worried voice came.

Everyone looked in the direction of the voice and saw Natsume rubbing his eyes hard.

"Aunt Enrique, let's report this to the higher-ups."

"…!!!"

"Also," Natsume looked at everyone, "there's something I have to tell you no matter what!"