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Back to the hotel, Lin Luoran finds that Lin Qingxue and all logistics soldiers disappear. Even a deep sigh can’t sum up Lin Luoran’s helplessness.

Goldie stays in Mount Fuji and calls on the birds to search. The task of Lin Luoran and others is not easy than its.

“Shibuya is known as one of the three vice capitals of Togyo together with Ikebukuro and Shinjuku. It was set up in the 18th year of Meiji. The Shinagawa Line was built to connect Akabane and Shinagawa and then the station called Shibuya appeared. Actually, it only has about 300 years of history. There is nothing special about it. ”

Yuan Ye reads the information he found. Everyone is inevitably disappointed.

Mr. Lin is a reticent man but now he suddenly asks, “What about places near Shibuya?”

Near Shibuya? This is also a good idea. The structure of geographical administrative divisions may sometimes change. Yuan Ye soon finds the details he wants in the database.

“Well, in the Edo period, there was a Komaba (pony ranch) near Shibuya. It’s a place for generals to hunt falcons with a field of about 160,000 plateaus. In the second year of Kyōhō, that is to say in 1716, Tokugawa Yoshimune designated it as a falcon hunting area. After several changes, the vicinity of Komaba had become a major military place. With the increase of soldiers, military facilities, and visitors, Shibuya Station developed gradually, which is the former Shibuya. ”

Lin Luoran gets the point immediately, “Wait, who designated this place as a falcon hunting area?”

“Tokugawa Yoshimune...”

Lin Luoran arches an eyebrow. “A man named Tokugawa Ieyasu built an extension to the Hongu Sengen Taisha Shrine in Mount Fuji. Check if there is any relationship between the two people.”

Yuan Ye lowers his head and searches. He smiles gently, “Grandmaster, you are right. Tokugawa Ieyasu who expanded Mount Fuji is the first Daimyo (powerful feudal lords in pre-modern Nihon) of Tokugawa shogunate (the last feudal Nihonese military government). Tokugawa Yoshimune who designated falcon hunting area in Shibuya is the eighth Daimyo of Tokugawa shogunate. There are only about a hundred years between their ruling periods. The latter is the grandson of Tokugawa Ieyasu!”l istnovel

Lin Luoran stands up, “I think that is the point. Tokugawa Ieyasu expanded the Sengen Grand Shrine and Tokugawa Yoshimune designated falcon hunting area. After more than 300 years, many young people here are missing and all clues point to Fujisan Hongu Sengen Taisha Shrine. I don’t think coincidence is enough to clearly explain such a situation. ”

Li Xi’er’s eyes light up, “We have been to the Sengen Grand Shrine but found nothing. What if now we find the falcon hunting area...?”

Yuan Ye also smiles, “The falcon hunting area has changed for several times. It then became a place for military training. Now it is the Komaba Park of Shibuya.”

Wen Guanjing snaps his fingers, “Let’s go right away?”

Lin Luoran nods. Everyone is a little excited. The surface of a conspiracy that leaves everyone clueless may be scratched. It relates to the safety of people they care about. They really don’t want to wait even for one more second.

...

“Officer, it’s a dead end!” A Special Forces guy whispers holding the communicator.

Lin Qingxue and other soldiers walk along the remaining traces for more than twenty minutes. They move very quickly. The unpaved mountain roads are hard to climb for ordinary people but are no obstacles to them who experienced training in the jungle. They have already walked a long way.

The steaming crater of Mount Fuji is ahead. As a dormant active volcano, its smell of sulfur is very strong.

Mount Fuji’s crater is not the highest point of the mountain range. The highest part is a place called “the Sword Edge”. It is tens of meters higher than Mount Fuji’s crater. The mark of human activity disappears under the Sword Edge.

In this season, the snow on the top of the mountain has almost melted so there is stagnant water everywhere. In addition to geothermal heat, it’s stuffy and damp here.

“Search around carefully.” Lin Qingxue orders.

“Yes!”

Members of Special Forces use the special function of the communicator to search around the crater. Only two minutes later, a Special Forces guy discovers something.

“Officer, look!”

This time, the virtual screen not only displays some numbers and analysis, but also shows a few footprints which head for the crater and then disappear suddenly.

“After analysis, these footprints belong to two different people. They are both generally more than 1.75 meters tall and similar in terms of weight, about 65 kilograms. These two people left here about half an hour ago.”

Did they just disappear at the crater half an hour ago? Lin Qingxue ponders. Two people come to the crater in the middle of the night... Committing suicide together and throwing themselves off the crater is impossible. They are tall and thin... Are they the two missing young cultivators of the Lin family?

Lin Qingxue only takes a few seconds to think about it and she decides to go down the crater herself.

They are a logistics unit this time so they have plenty of ropes. But these Special Forces guys object to the plan one after another.

“Officer, let us go down!”

“Officer, I, He Fei, claim to work on this task!”

“Officer...”

Lin Qingxue waves her hand, “I will go down in person. Whether you guys hear anything from me or not, five minutes later, He Fei, you tell cultivator Lin and others about it.

Small and wiry, He Fei is a fresh member of Special Forces who just passed the assessment last year. Hearing Lin Qingxue’s order, his eyes turn red. However, he can only promise he will execute her command.

Lin Qingxue stares at him seriously. The little man has no choice but to set up the program and adds Lin Luoran’s mobile phone number in his own communicator quickly. Once the program is set, it cannot be changed even by its owner He Fei.

Seeing that there is no way to change it, Lin Qingxue finally smiles.

She pulls out a roll of thing like a flashlight from her backpack and presses the bottom. A metal nail drills into the rock near crater deep in more than one meter. One end of that metal nail is viscous liquid extracted from spider’s thread. It becomes a very stretchy string as soon as it is exposed in the air. Its diameter is only a few millimeters and it is as big as a flashlight. But this liquid rope can support a person to jump down from the top of Everest without breaking.

Convenient liquid rope with good ductility—the technology of Yulee civilization is only five hundred years more advanced than that of the earth, but Huaxia can get so much inspiration from it and then develop itself.

Lin Qingxue lightens most of her loads, only bringing some very important belongings together. She especially holds the magical pistol in hand. When she pulls out the string and jumps down the crater, she looks unflinching.

She is confusing about the future, but she can face death unflinchingly.

Lin Qingxue can feel the howling wind. The strong smell of sulfur and thick smoke reaches her eyes, ears, mouth, and nose. She tries her best to reach the communicator. A beam of strong light beats down from the communicator. In the thick smoke, Lin Qingxue doesn’t see tumbling magma. She feels a little relaxed.

After a long time, she can finally see the flat ground under her feet. It is a piece of hard brown soil full of cracks. The smell of smoke and sulfur all comes from the cracks.

Lin Qingxue wonders if the cracked hard soil can withstand the huge momentum when she jumps down. She really doesn’t want to break through the soil layer and fall into the hot magma.

Lin Qingxue’s robust strength supports her to roll on the hot inner wall of the volcano. She lands on the ground in a not very graceful posture. This is the way to minimize the impact.

The temperature here is as high as the inside wall of a fireplace. As soon as Lin Qingxue lands, she feels dehydrated. She shows her teammates that she has arrived here safely by tugging the liquid rope. She bits her tongue and tries to reach them, but finds the powerful communicator has no signal. It has never happened before. The communicator transmits messages through a newly discovered medium in the air. In theory, it can work normally everywhere on the earth.

But since there are cultivators in this world, it’s normal that some phenomena will be beyond science. Lin Qingxue is not in panic. She only wants to find a way as soon as possible. Such temperature can’t kill people and there are no corpses on the ground. Where are the two unknown people who entered the crater more than half an hour ago?

There are some other roads here!

Lin Qingxue feels the way along the mountain wall. The high temperature makes huge blisters on the hands of this Special Forces woman, but she seemingly feels nothing.

The exit must be at the bottom of the volcano...

...

It has been five minutes since Lin Qingxue reached the bottom of the ground so He Fei sends out the message.

Far in the Komaba Park, Lin Luoran is holding a quirky statue that was dug up from 50 meters under the Park. When she is thinking about something, her mobile phone suddenly vibrates.

The short and clear message makes Lin Luoran clench her fingers holding the weird statue.

“I think the team Bright has found the right place for us.”

The strange statue has strong power of faith with darkness attribute, making Lin Luoran feel her palm is burning.

Wen Guanjing and others feel weird about it. The statue is extremely lifelike. It is definitely not the goddess guarding the mountain.

“Go to the crater of Mount Fuji!”

“Yes!”

...

Passing through a thick layer of dark fog, it seems that Lin Qingxue comes to another world.

Does she unconsciously leave the crater and reach the foot of Mount Fuji? It can’t be true. When she is here, the snow on the top of the mountain has almost melted. But now Mount Fuji reappears in front of her with a snowy mountaintop.

The weather certainly can’t change in just a few minutes. Then where is here?

Lin Qingxue is a little confused, but she has a great ability to accept unexpected situation out of the nature of soldiers. She starts exploring this somewhat different Mount Fuji.

Lin Qingxue suddenly hears someone singing in the night. She steps forward and finds a young man in Nihon traditional costume. Carrying a bamboo basket, he is gathering herbs under the moon.

Lin Qingxue is always so calm, however, now her eyes are wide open.

“Cultivator Cui, why are you here?”

Under the moon, the young man looks back with a lot of doubts in his eyes. It is definitely Cui Hejian who has disappeared for several days!