I am the righteous path.

A door unfolded before him.
Evil thrived, and whispers spilled from within.
The resentful compound eyes flickered and vanished, the presence longing to burst out was blocked inside, and the alluring murmurs echoed in the ear.
The sticky, pink brain mumbled something. A figure cloaked in a yellow robe watched from a distance. A dark green presence, smelling of blood, roared. A string of wondrous soap bubbles released friendliness—and many, many guests.
They sincerely invited Lu Li to join this mad party.
Lu Li stepped in, his stride resolute and unwavering.
He had no reason to refuse.

Detective Agency of the Bizarre

"Mother of the Marsh, are the Banyan Trees your servants?"


Recalling the last experience, those eerie banyan trees with their hollows, and the help from the banyan trees when he finally escaped the swamp, Lu Li asked.


No response came to Lu Li's words. The statue of the Mother of the Marsh remained silent, indistinguishable from an ordinary clay sculpture as if the consciousness of the Evil God had departed from it.


Lu Li brought the statue of the Mother of the Marsh close to the counter. The counter, which had been ticking slowly because of Anna's presence, did not pick up the pace—


Packing away the statue, Lu Li turned around and related what had just happened to Anna and Jojo, who were looking his way.


"Could it really be a trap?!" Knowing that the Mother of the Marsh had disappeared, Jojo couldn't think of a second possibility.


Three hundred and nineteen. Banyan Jungle.