Chapter 3149: Heavenly Requiem

Compared to the bloody Tang Dao of Hua Yingying, Zhao Heng, who got off to a good start, was much calmer, and after poisoning dozens of shrine members, the entire shrine became calm, and the two priests disappeared like phantoms, and the continuous buildings gave birth to an eerie feeling in the miserable white light.

Although Zhao Heng led people to kill many members of the shrine, and also entered the black hall for the first time, except for the corpses all over the ground and the coffins of the three priests, he never saw a living person again.

Baigou Yu shot three poisonous arrows in a row at the underground passage, releasing irritating murderous gas, but no one came out, obviously this passage connected the rest of the place, so that the poisonous gas that killed people without blinking was ineffective, and the ghost wanted to take people in but was pulled by Zhao Heng:

"Don't go in and risk it!"

Zhao Heng did not lead people to directly attack the unfathomable passage, and for a dark and extremely unfamiliar place, he would not let himself and the members of the Zhao clan take risks, so he only let people lock the four steel doors of the main hall, and then let the hundred dogs cast poisonous smoke and poison to see if they could force people out.

When Baigou was busy with more than ten people, Xiaoxiao and the elite went around to search, Zhao Heng also led a group of people to stand on a road paved with blue bricks about fifty feet wide and one hundred centimeters long, the whole road may only be more than ten meters wide, but it is five or six hundred meters long.

The road spreads directly to a low building in the distance, tortuous but resolute, at the entrance of the quaint building, there is also a lantern hanging, the Heavenly Shrine occupies a huge area, but Zhao Heng swept the low building and immediately stopped, the other party seemed to have a great magic power to attract him to the past.

Zhao Heng glanced around the environment, and then walked over with eight ghosts.

The whole bluestone pavement is very smooth, reflecting the light from time to time, Zhao Heng estimates that there are usually many people who trample on it to polish it to this point, which also shows the importance of low buildings, Zhao Heng, who has already cut off the communication of the Heavenly Shrine, led a group of people to the building where the lantern was hung.

On one side of the road is an eighteen-meter-high "open" shaped building, all with a foot square bluestone building, Zhao Heng looks a bit like the ancient chastity archway, and on the other side of the road is a large number of houses, the whole house is hidden in this dense forest, it seems dark and mysterious.

A bluestone road gives birth to a strange light under the light.

"Pines?"

The ghost looked at the dense forest in his field of vision: "Why not cherry blossoms?" ”

The surrounding dense forest is indeed all pine trees, Zhao Heng also muttered in his heart, he had the impression that only the cemetery would plant so many pine trees, these pine trees were still unusually tall, and the trees were as thick as an adult hugging them, according to the age of the trees, these pine trees must be at least hundreds of years old.

When a flash of confusion flashed in the eyes of the ghost, Zhao Heng flashed a spiritual light in his heart, and the corners of his mouth hooked a smile forward, and as his footsteps moved, he found that there were two tower-shaped stone tablets on both sides of the bluestone road, and the two stone tablets were densely engraved with many things similar to Huaguo inscriptions.

The two steles are about ten meters high, condescending, giving people a kind of coercion and respect, and then, Zhao Heng took the ghost to the left stele of the left, in addition to carving a lot of small words, there are also several large Dongying characters, the ghost coughed, and read out lightly:

"Heavenly Shrine? Requiem? ”

Zhao Heng smiled leisurely: "It's really a good place." ”

The ghost also nodded: "It is indeed a good place!" ”

Heavenly Shrine, Requiem, formerly known as the Toei Spiritualist Society, was originally intended to summon the spirits of more than 3,000 officers and soldiers who died in the Meiji Restoration Civil War to assist Tianhuang, and it is a shrine dedicated to the soldiers who died on the battlefield, and it has a unique position in the Toei Yamanshin Shrine.

With the development of history, it was later renamed the Heavenly Kingdom Shrine, and although it inherited the original practice of consoling the souls, it also began to emphasize the nature and function of commending merits, and instilled the idea of Tenhuangism by commending and glorifying the so-called "heroic spirits" who died for the heavens and the country.

Until 1945, the Tenkoku Shrine was the highest facility of Shinto, the religion of the state, and could not be surpassed by the rest.

The worship of the Tengu Shrine strengthens the function of the Tenkoku Shrine as a religious education facility, and it instills in the people that only those who are loyal to the Tenhuang and the country can be honored at the Tenkoku Shrine and worshiped by the people for eternity.

In order to receive the generous favor of His Majesty the Emperor, it is necessary to learn from the people who enshrine it and be loyal to the Emperor and the country. In the thirties and forties, out of the need for foreign aggression and expansion, the militarists weaved all kinds of myths and drove soldiers to rush and kill on the battlefield with the idea of heaven.

Let the latter commit heinous crimes!

The idea of heaven wants soldiers to believe that the battlefield of service is like a cherry blossom, and their souls can find a home in the heavenly shrine, as the "god of heavenly sacrifice" will be immortal and admired, and under the instigation of this lie, countless soldiers have been violently corpsed in foreign wilderness, and their hands are stained with the blood of innocents.

After the end of World War II, the remnants of Toei's militarist ideology, the old and the young, took advantage of the opportunity of the autumn festival to quietly stuff the souls of 14 Class A war criminals who had been sentenced to death by the Far East Military Tribunal, including Hideki Tojo and Seishiro Itagaki to death, in the name of the Showa martyrs.

There are also more than 1,000 executed Class B and Class C war criminals are also enshrined in it, and so far, the Heavenly Kingdom Shrine enshrines more than 3 million spiritual tablets, of which 2 million are the souls of World War II dead, but compared to the tablets in the main halls of the shrine, the requiem is even more waterless to bury the bones of war criminals.

"Countless people have been killed, but they have died without regrets!"

Zhao Heng looked at the stone tablet more than ten meters high, and the corners of his mouth hooked up a touch of coldness: "If the executioner who slaughtered tens of millions of Chinese people can be buried with such a death without regrets, and is still admired and worshiped by tens of thousands of people, how can the ancestors of the Chinese Kingdom who died rest in peace?" Come on, transfer the forklift! ”

Zhao Heng jumped up suddenly, took a sharp saber in his hand, shook his right hand, and the back of the knife slammed into the stone tablet at the requiem, only to hear a crisp click, the historical stone tablet shook for a moment, and then there was an extra crack, and Zhao Heng, who had landed on the ground, bounced up again and slammed into it.

"Boom!"

A real hit against the mountain, the stone tablet clicked, and the upper section suddenly broke, roaring and rolling backwards, directly hitting a grave, and suddenly the dust and grass clippings flew, and the three words of the requiem were also separated, and when there was a touch of anxiety in the air, Zhao Heng rubbed his painful shoulder:

"Raze this place for me!"

When the members of the Zhao clan echoed in unison, Zhao Heng's ears suddenly moved slightly, and in the next second, he picked up his toes, and a sharp stone whistled out, and when the stone pierced into the dark cemetery on the left, a miserable scream broke out instantly, and a man in black fell out, his chest stained with blood!

Zhao Heng did not stop at all, his toes were another one, and another sharp stone shot out, the target went straight to a dark place in front of him, almost just shot out, the darkness flashed out of a thin old man, his hands probed one roll at a time, and the stones instantly turned into dozens of fragments, boom! He flipped his hands.

Sharp fragments were reflected at Zhao Heng and them, castration was more fierce and terrifying than coming, dozens of sharp fragments were like raindrops, shooting towards Zhao Heng and the members of the Zhao clan, this change was so sudden that even Zhao Heng was surprised by the other party's skill, and the elite of the Zhao clan could not react at all.

"Dang!"

Seeing that the three members of the Zhao clan were about to be pierced by fragments, Zhao Heng stepped forward and crossed the front of everyone, and at the same time, a white light stimulated everyone's eyes, and in the next second, dozens of fragments were all blocked by a knife, clanging and falling to the ground, and then being submerged by snowflakes and disappearing.

Zhao Heng's eyes narrowed instantly, his entire body was wrapped in cold wind and shot out, and the beast-like aura instantly filled the Requiem Cemetery, he arrived at the old man's side in an instant, his left hand was raised, and the sharp war knife slashed at the opponent's body, the knife light was sharp, fast and ruthless, directly stimulating the entire battlefield.

The thin old man flashed a katana, and the green mangs stimulated everyone's eyes.

"Ding!"

A green light flashed coldly, the white light in the sky dissipated instantly, Zhao Heng held the broken saber and jumped backwards, and the person twisted his abdomen with all his strength in the air, dodging the blue light that not only defused all his attacks, but also swept towards his abdomen, and fell to the ground with a bang, only to find that his clothes were torn.

The corner of Zhao Heng's mouth bit slightly: What a good knife! The thin old man was also slightly surprised, as if he didn't expect Zhao Heng to dodge his knife, and when he was slightly stunned, he saw that the members of the Zhao clan had already pulled out their guns, and his face changed and he rushed out to the depths of the cemetery, and at the same time shouted loudly: "Kill!" ”

"Whoosh!"

The words fell, and the diamond-shaped dart broke through the air.

Countless darts like locusts continued to shoot out from the depths and corners of the cemetery, swishing, and instantly lined with the sound of the whistling wind and disappeared without a trace, which was particularly terrifying, Zhao Heng's face changed slightly, and with a sharp swing of the broken knife, he cut down seven or eight deadly darts, and shouted: "Stand back!" ”

As his command was issued, the ghost and the others rolled backwards with all their might, dodging the whizzing darts, and the three Zhao elites were too close, although they dodged at the first time, they still couldn't dodge the dense darts, and fell to the ground with a miserable scream, Zhao Heng glanced at it and couldn't help the idea of pulling them!

He flashed into the stele: "Shoot, bomb me here!" ”