I Just Want To Deliver a Normal Takeaway

The corner of Chen Feng's mouth twitched, and he walked straight forward.

"Let's go, don't fall behind too much."

"Um!"

After stopping and stopping for about 20 minutes, everyone finally reached the top of the mountain, and Chen Feng could even clearly see the torii gate not far away.

On the other hand, Komachi, who was originally energetic, was already tired and bent over, with large beads of sweat coming out of his delicate forehead. Several other people had similar situations, but Komachi, who was jumping and jumping, was the worst among them. that.

"Take a break and drink some water."

Chen Feng saw that Komachi's water had been drunk, so he handed over his unopened bottle of water.

"Thanks...thank you senior..."

A small face turned red from being filled with xie, and Komachi responded panting.

"But... but where's your water, Senpai?"

"Me? I'm not thirsty."

"Afeng can drink mine."

Reggie was the first to recover, but even so, the white shirt on her body was still soaked in sweat, and she handed over half of the bottle of water in her hand.

After thinking about it, Chen Feng still took Reggie's water bottle, took a few sips and gave it back to her.

Inside the torii gate, a woman wearing a red and white witch costume, sweeping the floor in front of the door seemed to notice the situation here. She was taken aback for a moment, then put the broom in her hand aside and stepped forward to welcome her.

"This is Yingyue Shrine. I am the witch goddess Tianzhiyu here. Are some of them here to worship?"

Miss Miko leaned slightly and introduced herself.

"Sister Miko, do you remember me?"

Komachi eased his breath and asked excitedly.

Upon hearing Komachi's words, Miss Miko smiled faintly.

"Of course, you are Miss Komachi, aren't you? Basically no one comes to the shrine, so I still have the impression."

"Okay, Sister Miko remembers me." Komachi cheered for a while, and finally said his reason, "I'm here to make a wish~ The last wish has been fulfilled, it's really effective!"

"Congratulations, please come with me."

Miss Miko made a gesture of "please" and guided everyone to the prayer box at the main entrance of the shrine.

Komachi skillfully took out a 500-yen coin from his wallet and put it in, closed his eyes and folded his hands together, and finally clapped his hands and bowed twice.

As the Kato-san who came to votive together, naturally, she did not fall behind, but quietly took out the coin beside Komachi and performed a set of actions exactly the same as Komachi.

"Are there particularly few people here?"

Looking left and right to see the deserted area, there is no trace of anyone even here, Chen Feng asked.

"Well, the location of the shrine is very remote, so not many people come here. About five or six people come in about a week. If there are more, there may be more than ten people."

"That's really a bit less, haven't you considered relocating?"

Miss Miko stood tall in front of Chen Feng. It seemed that it was not the first time that she heard someone ask this, so she smiled bitterly and explained:

"Since my grandfather, Sakurayue Shrine is a place of immovability. Except for the government to send people to repair it at a fixed time, it has not been relocated. My father told me that my grandfather said that Sakurayue Shrine is connected to the ground. Power can better gather aura, and it can also have the power to suppress some suppressed things."

"It's a demon knife, isn't it?"

"So you knew it."

"I heard what my friends said, but it's actually not very clear." Chen Feng shook his head.

"Actually, Sakura Moon Shrine was established to suppress the sword. It was an extremely ominous monster. My father told me this way, but in many cases it seems to be no different from ordinary knives. But after all It’s the task of the family inheritance, and I am also the heir, so I still have to inherit it."

While talking, Kato Ke and Komachi had already paid off their wishes, but Komachi, who was still thirsty, stepped forward and asked:

"Sister Miko, can you give me some water? After drinking so much, I still feel a little thirsty..."

She was a little bit embarrassed herself.

"It's ok."

Miss Miko's eyebrows were crescent, she looked at the sky and found that it was still early.

"It's been half a month since the last time someone came. I don't know how many people can be in a hurry. If you don't, would you mind taking a break in the room?"

"It's okay, I just happen to be a little thirsty."

Miss Kato shook the empty glass in her hand.

"Okay, okay, I still want to listen to Miko sisters telling stories!"

"I don't care." Higiya Hachiman raised his head, then lowered his attention and returned to the phone.

Anyway, the time is still early, and it will not affect Chen Feng whether he goes back or not. The big deal is to go to the bed and breakfast at the foot of the mountain and stay for one night.

Seeing that Komachi was so interested, and considering the other party's kind invitation, Chen Feng seemed to have no reason to refuse.

He nodded.

"Then it will be troublesome."

Inside the shrine, the structure here is basically a wooden structure. The house is not too big. It may feel spacious for one or two people, but when so many people come at once, the small room seems crowded.

Miss Miko came from the inner room with a cup of brewed black tea on a tea tray.

"Sorry, it's really small here."

"It's okay~ Sister Miko, tell those stories. I only heard half of it last time."

It seems that when Komachi came here last time, he had some exchanges with this maiden maiden, but that’s right. It’s rare to see such a sparsely populated shrine, and it’s also built in the mountains and forests. I’m afraid it’s even someone who knows here. Very few, right?

As a clergy member of the shrine, this maiden maiden seems to live here alone. After a long time, she will inevitably feel bored, so she will chat more with some pilgrims.

"Okay, please wait a moment." Miss Miko smiled.

Kato Megumi also looked at the Miko curiously, and seemed to be more interested in some of the stories here. She knew only some small things here, and she didn't understand some specific stories.

Each shrine has its own culture and stories. These stories may have some deviations because of the inheritance from generation to generation, but generally the meaning will not change much.

Reggie was holding the tea cup and staring motionlessly at the tea dregs floating in it with big beautiful eyes.