Chapter 2 first quarter

Until now, I still love Asuka deeply, and I am always eager to return to that beautiful place immediately. The bright and eye-catching green, the soft silhouette of the mountains, and the "Shimoyama" that can be seen standing on the mountain or walking on the road, whether it is cloudless weather or a day surrounded by fog and rain, "Shimoyama" is always Can appear clearly or dimly. The moonlight on that land was exceptionally bright. After leaving the bird, although I wandered all the way, the bright moon has always been with me.The air there is as fresh as washing, refreshing.Everything there is best described by the word "tranquility".

In that land, I had an experience that I will never forget-it is an unbelievable horror experience, and I even think that no other person in this world will have such terrible memories. It was a well-known event in the local area. It happened on July 21st in the early summer of Showa 47 (1972) when I was eleven years old. It was an early summer night, the breeze was blowing, and the moonlight was shining on the sparkling water. I was sitting in a small boat, wearing my beloved white bird pattern bathrobe, enjoying the most comfortable season of the year. I was at the bow and my father was at the stern rowing the oars.The boat rowed through the calm water and moved forward slowly, leaving a fragment of moonlight behind the boat.

"It's 'Kimokeda'!" My father said in a low voice while tracing the oars. This is a unique local dialect. I don't know what it means.However, I think it was probably a sigh when I was admiring the beautiful scenery of the bright moon and the microwave in front of me. The father seems to have drunk too much, so he took his daughter on a boat on a moonlit night on a whim. The breeze across the water turned slightly, bringing with it a hint of booze from the stern. Looking back, I was actually a little scared at that time: the father rowing the boat was drunk, and there were no other boats nearby; besides me and my father, I couldn't see anyone else.

I looked back at my father: "Dad, let's go back!" But my father turned a deaf ear to my plea and continued to shake the oars. At some point, the boat approached a rock in the water. There was a huge cave on the rock, like a monster with a big mouth, waiting for us.When the boat entered the cave, the moonlight was immediately covered, and the surroundings were suddenly pitch black. The sound of the oars shaking echoed in the cave, mixed with the sound of water waves beating the hull, and the sound of father smacking his lips, which was creepy. My inner fear has reached its limit.

"Father!..." I repeatedly called my father, and the voice of my shout was amplified several times by the dark cave, like the low roar of a demon king, bounced back by the stone wall. I was very scared in my heart and wanted to move in the direction where my father was. "Don't stand up!... Sadako, sit down!..." shouted the father. "This cave is not allowed to come in!..." I reminded my father. This is true. I have heard the locals mention this cave several times. Although it is possible to enter here from the rocky area outside, I have heard from those who have entered that even in the daytime, they can’t see their fingers. So until now So far, I dare not approach this cave at all.

"You will be punished!..." "Well, probably the dragon god is causing trouble." Father said calmly, his voice echoed in the cave, shaking my eardrums. "Sadako, look, it's 'Sigi'!..." said the father. I looked back and saw my father stopped rowing the oars and stood there motionless. For a while, all the sounds fell silent, and the boat drifted forward slowly. I turned my head back again, looked in front of the boat, and suddenly took a deep breath, as if my body was stimulated, I shivered violently. It is indeed a bit cold in the cave, but not because of the low temperature, but because of the scenery in front of you, which makes people tremble all over.

The water surface in front of him glowed with an incredible green light, which slightly illuminated the surrounding rock walls.The water waves surged and joined together, like a huge carpet slowly spreading out, and the fluorescence also swayed along with it. The boat moved forward quietly, like a razor cutting the green field in half, or rolling up the curtains that were separated from the left and right. That memory is like a dream, but it is definitely not my wild imagination. It is a real event that happened in Asuka on July 21, Showa 47. I marveled softly, and instantly forgot the horror completely. Although the rocks blocked the moonlight outside, the cave was filled with such incredible green fluorescence.

"It's 'Sigi'!..." His father's voice suddenly became very gentle, no longer as rough and deep as usual. It seemed that everything in front of him really moved him. "What's 'Sigi'?" I asked, turning my head. In that phantom green fluorescent light, I saw my father nod slightly, the thin black figure that I still remember vividly: the fluorescent dyed his jaw, cheeks and ears a light green.so beautiful!I am amazed in my heart. In the dreamy green fluorescent, I saw my father nod again, and he said, "Well, that's 'Sigi'."

Until now, I still find it incredible that there was no green light in the dark cave that night?Up to now, everything has become a memory, maybe time has processed my memory?Impossible, because even now, when I am writing this text, my father's surprised expression at that time is still very clearly reflected in my mind.But this is unreasonable, how can the water surface emit green light? "What is 'Sigi'?" I asked again, that was the first time I said this word, and it was also the first time I heard this word during the eleven years I lived in Asuka. I want to ask my father what the so-called "Sigi" means. If it represents the jewel-like green light in front of me, then I have to get to the bottom of it, because this light really arouses the child's curiosity.

But my father is drunk, if I ask questions like usual, he will definitely be perfunctory, I don't want to do this, so I figured out how to play tricks on my father so that he can answer my questions honestly.But after much deliberation, there is no good way. "Forget it, let him alone!..." I thought to myself, so I opened my mouth again and asked my father directly. And the horrible thing happened at this time. How should one describe what happened?I just feel that the end of the world is coming, and I shouted with all my might.But no matter whether it is me, my father, or everyone in the world, I am afraid that this voice cannot be heard, because the cave is filled with a loud noise that is a thousand times higher than this shout.

The water at my feet was boiling!A huge vortex rolled up on the surface of the water, and columns of water rose to the sky all around. The boat we were on shook violently and was pushed high into the sky in an instant. I shouted hoarsely and hugged the side of the boat tightly.The white vortex is slowly approaching us, and the ceiling of the cave that hangs high above our heads is already close at hand. Fear made me cry desperately, tears blurred my vision.I vaguely saw that my father, who was half squatting, was thrown into the air, turned around, and fell into the water. I cried and thought to myself: I must have suffered retribution.You shouldn't be in this cave!If I knew it would be like this, no matter what, I would never let my father bring me to this kind of place! Ah, the god of Asuka is enraged! ... Next thing I had to believe was the end of the world.

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