I teach kendo in Tokyo

The target has been leaping from treetop to treetop like Tarzan.

Kazuma was originally worried that he wouldn't be able to show his strength in the woods, but after jumping a few trees, he realized that there was no need to worry.

He held the wooden knife in his mouth, and like Zoro in One Piece, he used his free hands to fly between the treetops with his feet.

He gradually closed the distance between him and the guy.

Now he could see the details of the man's back clearly.

The messy long white hair makes him look like Inuyasha.

Of course, just by looking at the white hair, it cannot be concluded that the person Kazuma is chasing must be a monster, maybe an albino.

Now Kazuma could only see through the moonlight. In fact, he couldn't tell whether the white hair of the guy in front of him was as white as snow or the gray color of an albino patient.

Never mind it, you'll know what's going on if you catch it.

The distance was getting closer. The other party looked back at Kazuma, and then accelerated his speed of jumping among the treetops.

However, the distance is still shortening. Sure enough, this kind of "parkour" Jack Chen is very strong. Maybe only the big guys in Assassin's Creed can match him.

Suddenly, the opponent suddenly turned 90 degrees.

Kazuma naturally followed him, but dozens of seconds later the target led Kazuma out of the forest and galloped in the fields.

After entering flat ground without obstacles, Kazuma's speed increased significantly.

But the enemy's speed is also significantly increased! The speed of the horse and the horse is not as great as that of the other party, so the speed at which the two get closer is actually reduced!

Although the approaching speed is reduced, the distance is still shortened!

The other party looked back again, and then he decided——

Get on all fours and run like a beast!

The distance between the two men immediately began to grow.

"Damn it!" Kazuma cursed, "It's not fair that you have two more feet than me! You don't have martial ethics!"

The wooden sword in Hema's hand could not be used as his only long-range attack without the scabbard. He picked up a few stones and threw them out. It was useless and others were unwilling to hide.

The action of picking up stones actually slowed down the running speed, further widening the distance.

At this time, the two of them passed by a small house on the side of a country road. The lights were on and a bicycle was at the door.

This car doesn't have a lock at all. Maybe it's because it's difficult to change the lock in the countryside. In addition, in my hometown, everyone knows each other, so if the lock is broken, I'm too lazy to install it again.

No matter what happened, Hema braked suddenly, turned back to the door of the cabin, picked up the bicycle, stepped on it and pedaled hard.

——If you can run on four legs, can you outrun two wheels?

Hema galloped along the country road at lightning speed, and the distance between him and his target quickly closed.

The other party may have heard the sound, and turned around to meet Kazuma's eyes. At that moment, Kazuma felt that he saw a look of surprise on the other person's face.

The next moment, the opponent turned and rushed into the paddy field beside the dirt road.

He Ma also revved up the car and rushed towards the paddy field.

Naturally, the bicycle cannot go down the paddy fields, but it can run on the ridges of the fields!

Kazuma also realized that the other party wanted to enter the woods again, forcing him to give up his bicycle.

After he threw away his bicycle and ran a certain distance into the woods, the other party came out of the woods and ran on flat ground, leaving him helpless.

"You think so beautifully!"

Kazuma pedaled harder, planning to intercept the opponent on the last field ridge before entering the forest!

He did it!

But the other jumped up, leaping like a true beast.

Kazuma looked up at the target passing through his field of vision and swung the wooden sword in his hand.

The wooden knife hit the thigh, directly destroying the opponent's posture in the air, causing it to fall directly onto the field when it landed, rolling several times.

But when he rolled the last lap, he stood up and glanced at Kazuma before turning around and running towards the woods.

Kazuma got off his bicycle, put it on his shoulders and started running.

Damn it, I’ve chased you this far, I have to hold on until my energy is exhausted!

He and his horse carried the bicycle on their shoulders and rushed through the last paddy field blocking the forest.

After rushing into the forest, the bicycle on his shoulders caused more trouble for Kazuma than he imagined.

The biggest trouble is that one of Hema's hands must carry the cart and cannot be used.

This meant that he couldn't climb trees, and he couldn't jump between the treetops like before. This time he could only run on the ground in the woods.

This forest is a natural forest, and the ground is uneven and full of tangled roots. We almost tripped over it several times.

Kazuma felt that his strength was draining away quickly, and he was afraid that he wouldn't be able to catch up for long.

So he decided to make one last desperate move.

He used the bicycle as a projectile and threw it at the target!

Although the accuracy is still not very good, the size of the "projectiles" this time is large, which can make up for the lack of accuracy!

However, the kinetic energy provided by the horse's throwing is almost constant. After all, the maximum output of the arm muscles and the possible work distance are fixed.

When the kinetic energy is constant, the greater the mass of an object, the lower its speed. This is simple common sense in physics.

The speed at which the bicycle was thrown was much lower than Kazuma expected, causing problems with his predicted position, and he was still in trouble.

"Damn you!" Kazuma yelled and threw the wooden knife. This time the wooden knife hit the target, but it was of no use.

He chased after him and picked up the wooden knife that fell to the ground. He ignored the bicycle and continued to chase the enemy.

The enemy turned around again, and after discovering that Kazuma was no longer carrying his bicycle, he immediately turned around again - obviously he was leaving the forest.

There was nothing he could do about Kazuma, but he had already chased him to this point, so he could only make up his mind to continue chasing.

The opponent came out of the woods and started running on the flat ground again with his hands and feet like a wild animal.

Kazuma also came out of the woods. This time, there were no lights around him. There was not even a streetlight on the dark rural road.

There was no hope that any means of transportation would appear on the roadside that could be used immediately. Kazuma could only watch the other party getting further and further away, and the outline of his figure getting smaller and smaller.

Jack Chen, Jack Chen, you can only use one-tenth of your strength without props and terrain!

Finally, Kazuma saw a street light, which was the only street light at the intersection of two rural roads.

He stopped within the light of a streetlight and gasped for air.

The target stopped far away, returned to his standing position, and turned to look at Kazuma.

Kazuma took off the wooden knife in his mouth and held it in his hand, pointed at the opponent and cursed: "You coward, don't run away if you can, fight me to your heart's content!"

As soon as he finished speaking, the other party turned around and walked away.

"Fuck." Kazuma cursed.

Then he began to think seriously about two things:

The first thing is, what is the other party?

Just now, he and Ma were very close, and he was very sure that the other party had no entries.

Powerful humans generally have entries.

The other party has this kind of inhuman mobility, and there is no entry, so it should be like Tamamo, a youkai that has survived to the modern day.

According to Tamamo, those who have survived to modern times should be all big monsters. Theoretically speaking, Tamamo should know all the big monsters.

So what's going on with this guy?

Kazuma thought about it for a long time, but couldn't figure out why.

So he turned his attention to the second thing: Where the hell am I now?

He now stood under the only streetlight within sight, surrounded by darkness.

It seems impossible to know where you are.

But there are street lights here, and the presence of street lights means there are wires——

Kazuma briefly searched and found that the power transmission line pole was not far from the street lamp.

Then Kazuma discovered that two intersecting rural roads had power transmission lines built along the roads.

He checked it out and found that the telephone poles on the north-south rural road were obviously newer. This should be the power transmission line to Hot Spring Street - in order to ensure the power consumption for tourism development, the power transmission line must have been renovated.

The pursuit just now was generally running north, so He Ma took a step forward and walked south along the north-south country road.

About an hour later, Kazuma ran into a search team with flashlights.

"Are they Kiryu and Teacher Ma?" someone asked loudly as the flashlight shone over them.

"I am!" Kazuma replied.

The flashlight light immediately turned away, and several uncles wearing the armbands of the Hot Spring Street Tourism Promotion Association came forward: "Is Teacher Kiryu okay? Have you caught the voyeur?"

Kazuma shook his head.

At this time, he felt extremely thirsty, so he asked the group of people: "Water, is there any water?"

"Yes, yes!" One of the people from the promotion association immediately took out the mineral water from his backpack, unscrewed the bottle cap, and handed it to Kazuma.

While the horse was pouring water, another uncle from the promotion association shouted with something like a walkie-talkie: "I am Zuokang, we have found Mr. Kiryu."

After drinking the water, Kazuma was about to return the half-empty mineral water bottle to its original owner, but he felt thirsty again.

He immediately remembered what Akanishi Kaede said that on the day Watanabe-kun died, she was also very thirsty and kept drinking water.

Could it be said that thirst is not caused by psychological factors?

However, Kazuma did sweat a lot. He was thirsty now because his body was short of water. Drinking only half a bottle of mineral water was not enough.

He silently recorded this in his mind, and then drank up the remaining half of the bottle of mineral water.

"Do you want more?" The man who handed the water took the empty bottle and immediately took out an unopened bottle of mineral water and asked, "I see you've been sweating a lot and your bathrobe is completely soaked."

Kazuma then remembered that he was still wearing the hotel's yukata and quickly looked down.

Sure enough, the pockets of the yukata had already come loose while running, and now the entire yukata looked more like Kazuma's cape.

When Kazuma was chasing someone, he was just running around wearing only a pair of underpants and a cape.

Yes, it's Superman!

No, Superman doesn’t need to run away, he can just fly.

Yes, it's Sparta!

Kazuma was thinking about it in his mind, when a van drove from a distance and stopped in front of him. As a result, it was Mikako who jumped out first.

"Kazuma!" Mikako shouted, "You didn't expect that I was the first to greet you! Oh, you look so sexy in this outfit."

Seiryu pushed Mikako away and got out of the car: "Don't block the road, you fat bitch! How about Kazuma... Wow!"

Kazuma said to Haruyu, who had his mouth open in an O shape: "Why are you so surprised? Didn't there just be a swimsuit party? You've already seen the abs and stuff, right?"

Mikako: "This one is different from that one. You're tired of seeing our swimsuits and horses, aren't you? But when you see the underwear, you'll still be 'wow', right?"

That's true.

While talking, Tamamo also got out of the car. She walked directly to Kazuma without saying anything, and put her nose close to smell something.

Mikako shouted: "Honami, come down quickly, the egg is eating alone!"

Tamamo ignored Mikako, and she moved closer, sniffing carefully like a dog.

Kazuma asked, "It's a wolf, right?"

The figure Kazuma saw just now looked too much like Inuyasha, and coupled with the wolf howl he heard before, Kazuma came to this inference.

Tamamo didn't say anything. She stretched out her hand, pinched Kazuma's yukata lightly, and picked up an almost invisible white hair.

"Damn it, you found it by smelling it?" Kazuma was so surprised that he almost said it out loud, but luckily he suppressed his voice in the end.

Honami was walking this way with a curious look on her face, but when she saw that Kazuma was talking so quietly, she stopped immediately and stopped Mikako who was also coming this way.

Tamamo looked closely at the hair.

"This is human hair," she whispered.

"Human? How is that possible? That guy is running with his hands on the ground like a beast." Kazuma responded in a low voice.

"The same goes for humans raised by wild beasts."

Kazuma frowned: "Are you serious? It's 2...1981."

It was so dangerous that I almost said "it's the 21st century".

"Yeah, maybe this is the last generation of humans who were raised by wild beasts." Tamamo said softly, and then started humming, "The bison herd has left the grassland without a trace..."

Kazuma: "Does it know humans are coming?"

Mikako: "What the hell? Suddenly singing Canadian folk songs?"

Qingliu looked at her in surprise: "You actually know this song?"

"How is my English department? Our oral English teacher likes ethnic groups from English-speaking areas and even sings folk songs for us."

Kazuma glanced at Mikako and did not join the conversation there. He looked back at Tamamo and whispered: "Come to my room later."

"Won't it disturb you and Qingliu?" Tamamo smiled.

"You know that, right? No way, she's too young."

"Yeah, just the ribs."

"I'm talking about age! Anyway, when you come here, I always feel that our matter... huh? It seems that apart from this wild and mysterious character, there is nothing extra to discuss?"

"That's right. I think I should wait until tomorrow to ask Grandma Noda to see if I can get some new information." Tamamo said.

Kazuma nodded: "The other thing is to question the Lord of God and see what he said to Mr. Watanabe."

"Then, just have a good rest tonight. But I think you should take a shower again. You can see that there are salt stains on your yukata after the sweat has dried."

The Japanese have always had a fascinating tradition of sweating after taking a bath. The ping pong table outside the bathhouse is set up for this purpose.

But obviously Kazuma's sweating amount has exceeded the range that the Japanese can bear.

By the way, as a Chinese, Hema naturally tends to wash off all the sweat before getting into bed cleanly.

Especially now, Kazuma himself can smell the smell of sweat whenever he lowers his head, and he will definitely feel uncomfortable lying in bed without taking a shower.

"Let's go back." Kazuma said and walked towards the van first.

Honami: "Are you done talking?"

Kazuma nodded: "Yeah."

"So Dandanzi will also sleep in your room tonight?"

"No, it won't." Kazuma shook his head.

"Seiryu must be here!" Mikako shouted.

"I won't be here! I just had insomnia to chat! But now that I know that this bitch can be chased and beaten by humans, I can sleep peacefully! If he comes to see me again, I will beat him to death!"

"Hey, it turns out Seiruru is afraid of what Kazuma just chased."

"I'm not afraid!"

Mikako stretched out her arms to hug Qingliu and was about to rub her cheek: "Qingliu is so cute!"

"Fuck you! Fatty!" Qingliu put her hand on Mikako's head to prevent her from rubbing against her.

Kazuma looked at this scene and suddenly wanted to change places with Qingliu and enjoy the fat woman's hug.

**

The next day, after Kazuma, Danzi and Haruyu had breakfast, they ran to the hot spring street to find Grandma Noda, only to be told that Grandma Noda had taken the car to town early in the morning to meet her old sisters.

She was obviously an old lady who needed to be pushed around in a wheelchair, but she was surprisingly active.

There is no other way, so Kazuma and his party go to the shrine.

After climbing up the long stone steps, Tamamo looked like she was about to melt from exhaustion again: "I've had enough, these stone steps are so long."

Seiryu put her hands on her hips and looked at Tamamo: "Are you considered the senior sister of Kiryu Dojo?"

"Actually, you can think of me as the club manager of the dojo." Tamamo said.

"That's it. Then after I practice, I can ask you to get water and a towel to wipe your sweat." Qingliu said while keeping her hands on her hips.

Kazuma thought to himself, "I advise you not to", but he didn't say it out loud, mainly because he really wanted to see Tamamo bully Haruru.

At this time Hiroko, a part-time miko holding a broom, came behind Kazuma and said, "Teacher Kiryu, the Lord God has been waiting for you since morning."

Kazuma raised his eyebrows: "Starting in the morning?"

"Yes, he usually goes into the mountains to collect herbs at this time, but today he has no intention of setting off."

Kazuma nodded: "Okay, I'll be there right away."

After that, he walked towards the social office.

**

The priest was waiting for Kazuma in the community office.

It is said to be an office, but in fact there is no desk or sofa for guests. It is just a room with six and a half stacks, with a low table and a few cushions.

After all, it is a shrine and cannot be too Westernized.

The master of the house, Ohta, was sitting on the largest cushion and reading a book.

The sliding door was completely open, so Kazuma was not polite, knocked on the door to say something, and then came in and sat down.

"You're here." The Lord God put down the book, raised his eyes and glanced at Kazuma, then picked up the teapot and tea sets that were already on the table, and poured tea for Kazuma.

Kazuma: "Since the Lord is waiting for us directly here, that means you know what I want to ask, right?"

"It's nothing more than asking what I said to Mr. Watanabe that day." Lord Ota put down the teapot and looked at Kazuma, "Did you clearly see what you were chasing yesterday?"

"A man with white hair." Kazuma replied affirmatively.

"That one cannot be considered a person in the strict sense." The Lord God said, "You may have a hard time believing what I am going to say next. After all, modern society is a society where the light of science replaces the favor of God... Mystery is also there It is constantly fading under the progress of science..."

"You tell me, I will judge whether you believe it or not." Kazuma replied.

The Lord of God took a deep breath: "Listen, what you were chasing yesterday should be the descendant of the mountain god, a human child adopted by the mountain god."

At this time, Tamamo spoke: "I have never heard of a mountain god near here. This legend must have been born not long ago, right?"

The Lord God looked at Tamamo with astonishment on his face.