"You didn't steal it, who spoiled all these tributes?" The clogs woman screamed harshly.

"I, I... I didn't steal it, and my mom and dad didn't mean to, otherwise, we're going to lose money, right?

My parents work in the club's foreign trade department, and this year's Chinese New Year will receive a dividend of 80,000 star coins, which is enough to compensate you for your food. The little girl shouted.

"Hmph, isn't it great to have Star Coins? This is Takamagahara, the soup house of Amaterasu, and Star Coins are not available. The clog-girl let go of her hand that was holding her ears and crossed her hips.

"Takamagahara? Soup house? However, we are clearly going back to our hometown in the countryside? The little girl rubbed her ears and said strangely.

"Jingle bell!"

The wind chimes rang at the door, and it was very abrupt, and a group of dark shadows whose faces could not be seen clearly occupied the position of the entire street.

They sniffed at the bubbling food, and when they showed a satisfied expression, they swayed towards the thousand-story building at the top of the mountain.

"What are they?" The little girl wondered.

"Alien gods... Hey, it's a demon full of the root of all evil! ”

The clog woman pressed back the little girl's little head poking out of the door, and sighed: "There is no way, you steal the tribute of the gods, and you must be punished." ”

"Wow, sister, don't slaughter my mom and dad, they didn't mean to."

The little girl saw the two big fat pigs arching around, and she couldn't help crying anxiously.

"But they've become pigs, and there's no going back... Moreover, blasphemy against Amaterasu must be atoned for. The clog woman hesitated at first, then firmly.

"I helped my parents atone for their sins, Amaterasu is merciful, she doesn't allow neon people to be bullied by the rice guys, how can she kill people because of tribute?"

"It's... Seems to make sense. The geta woman hesitated again.

In the middle of the ring, she first drove the two big fat pigs into the backyard pens, and then turned to the little girl and said, "You follow me to see President Mickey." ”

"Mom and Dad, don't eat too fat, you'll be killed!" The little girl lay on the railing, shouting at her parents, shouting and shouting, and tears flowed down again.

The main path of the hillside was full of black faceless souls, and the clog woman led the little girl through the complicated alleyway to the hillside.

"What's your name?" The clog-woman asked.

"My name is Chihiro Ogino, sister, what's your name?"

"What sister, I'm 95 years old, call me Granny Ling." The clogs woman said.

"95 years old? But you look younger than my mother. Chihiro was surprised.

"Hey, I am the Holy Spirit on the High Heavens, let alone regaining youth, as long as everything I can think of in my heart can be fulfilled here.

It's just that... Alas, I lived alone and didn't work, so I was not used to it, so I went to work in the soup house. Ling explained.

After climbing higher up the hill and seeing farther away, Chihiro noticed that the hill she had just climbed was not a hill on the grassland, but an island in the ocean.

In the center of the island is a thousand-story Japanese-style soup house, with a banner with the word "yu" written on it in the square in front of the soup house, and a street of countless food shops on the hillside below, and the back of the soup house......

At this time, Ling pulled Chihiro and climbed down the cliff behind the side to the side door of the soup house.

Entering the side door, Chihiro saw a busy scene, in front of a row of steaming boilers, hundreds of workers with crotch cloth and clogs on their feet, sweating to add coal to the boilers.

"Ah, it's Ling-sama!"

"Ling-sama, you're back!"

"Lord Ling, you have worked hard."

......

As soon as they saw Ling, the workers stopped what they were doing, showed flattering expressions, and saluted her with the most humble smiles.

Rei just nodded expressionlessly, took Chihiro by the hand, and walked past them without looking back.

"Oh, that uncle just now was... I once met my dad at a drinking party, and it seems that he is the chairman of the Yamada Group. Chihiro wondered.

"Hmph, what is the Yamada Group, those 300 guys, 125 big chaebols were born, 73 members of Congress, and the rest are mostly Chinese dignitaries." Ling said lightly.

"However, I heard that Uncle Yamada is dead...... "Chihiro said with her neck curling.

"I'm dead too, this is Takamagahara, everyone who can come here is dead—well, it's not easy for you to enter the soup house as a living person." Ling said thoughtfully.

"Can't the living come? My mom and dad... Sister Ling, your hands are also warm and soft, not like a ghost? Chihiro felt the softness in her palms and wondered.

"Before your parents even entered the soup house, they were polluted by the greed and gluttony of the root of all evil.

My hand... Alas, I said a long time ago that I am the Holy Spirit, a believer in Amaterasu!

Forget it, you little devil who doesn't understand anything, and you don't understand it either. ”

From the outside, the soup house is huge enough, and once inside, Chihiro realizes that it is a small city.

After leaving the boiler room, the two of them walked through a long wood-floored corridor to the main hall.

The bathhouse has a neon early 20th century classical and modern style, and the spacious hall as far as the eye can see is crowded with black faceless people.

They line up, led by women in kimonos and clogs, to the top of the stairs and climb up in order.

At the top of the stairs, there is a loudspeaker, and from time to time there are shouts such as "the second floor is full" and "three places are vacant on the 24th floor".

There are a lot of black faceless monsters, and there are a lot of neon people who are busy going back and forth, and the guide attendant in the hall alone is a huge team of 200 people.

When those waitresses saw Ling, they were not as flattering as boiler workers, but mostly nodded slightly, and a few leaders asked about Chihiro on an equal footing.

"Take her to President Mickey." Eventually, the middle-aged woman in the lead said.

"I thought so too."

Then, Ling left the hall with Chihiro and fumbled around the end of the corridor, "Click! ”

The smooth wall cracked without a single gap, revealing an elevator inside.

Lead Chihiro into the elevator, enter "1000" on the screen, and the elevator "rumbles" and climbs quickly.

"The elevator should be kept private, so as not to be found by the slackers outside who don't want to climb the stairs." Ling explained.

"Is it a Faceling?"

"Yes, they're lazy, they're greedy, they're cruel...... Alas, the evil of the universe gathers on them, and they should go to hell, but there is no hell for aliens.

His Majesty the merciful Amaterasu had to cleanse his body of sins in order to overtake them. Ling sighed.

"Are all aliens like that?"

"No, like the people who go to hell on Earth, the proportion is very small.

Before the super-alien guys, there was a screening mechanism, and when the guilt reached a certain standard, it would be sent to the soup house to be cleaned. ”

"It's time to clean them, they're black, stinky, dirty." Chihiro said with a wrinkled nose.

"Can you smell it?" Ling was shocked.

She clearly remembered that when Amaterasu came to inspect, he also covered his nose and said that the smell of those things was unbearable.

The point is that except for Amaterasu, she, as the Holy Spirit, Mi Qi, the president, and the onicha Zhong Kui don't feel the slightest.

Then, Amaterasu said: Only people with pure souls and certain qualities can use their five senses to perceive conceptualized "evil."