Before leaving the shrine, Pompey and the others returned to the house where they had dinner. The other party had not yet spoiled the meal, so everyone gathered together to eat.

"That looks really scary." Yuanzi hugged Dalan's arm and walked forward together: "Why are there so few masks?"

This is just as the woman said. Each mask represents a person who once disappeared. Judging from the rows and rows of masks in the shrine, there are only dozens of people at most.

And now, there are almost no masks that have not been added.

"Is that so..." Dalan said with a trembling voice.

"Then I'll find a place to park first, and then we can ask about the situation."

Maybe some of us just escaped or were killed, and that was all blamed on the invisibility of the gods, so there are so few of us.

The bald old man couldn't help but scold his companion when he heard his companion's words: "Don't be like these old women and talk nonsense. Instead of suspecting that the village chief has lost his mind, it is more reliable to believe that this guy has secretly sold the village land and run away!"

"Old man, you just heard them shouting, are you looking for the village chief?" Conan took a step back and spoke.

"Oh, the disappearance thing is all fake. Didn't that mean the old man just said that?"

But unfortunately, we didn't find anything, but that didn't exceed Conan and others' expectations.

Before the two old men left, Dalan looked at Yuanzi and couldn't help asking, "Why do you suddenly want to go out of the village for fun again?"

"Of course not. That's a tradition passed down in your village since ancient times."

"What's wrong?" Xiaolan went closer out of curiosity and saw rows of white masks hanging outside.

"Wow, it's the bad boy's mask!" Da Lan couldn't help but shrink forward when she saw the gloomy scene outside.

"That must be fake..." Sonoko looked through the crack in the window at the many masks displayed in the dark shrine, her face pale, "That's too few..."

"It's time for them to leave." The woman, holding the pale mask of the village chief, walked towards the shrine and said to drive the crowd away: "You are about to perform a ceremony. Please leave."

"That's not a problem." Conan smiled and said, "The current situation is that you are indeed planning to walk around the village first, and it would be wrong to go to the shrine later."