Shanghai, Chongdao Building, dǐng floor rooftop.

Zhongli Meiyi came to the ward to visit Gong Xingyun.

“…… Unbelievable, is it serious? That plan...... It's crazy, right? ”

After listening to Zhongli Meiyi's account of the content of the meeting, Gong Xingyun's face became a little distorted.

"However, if you have a mind, Irakoru should be the strongest of the eight of you, right? The plan she had made was the most complete it had so far. ”

Zhongli Meiyi didn't make sense of the plan that Iraka had made.

“…… Only, can we trust Oda Nobunaga? This plan ...... It almost pressed a qiē on him. Moreover, I don't think that after the previous auspicious day of the emperor, the Kashima family would still be relieved to lend the Fudu Imperial Soul to Oda Nobunaga for use. ”

During the day, not long after Oda Nobunaga broke into the conference room, everyone received a notice that the Kashima family had arrived with hundreds of onmyoji sent from the Imperial Household Agency.

"They will."

Zhongli Meiyi smiled confidently.

"Because this is the only way to stop the third generation of Buddhas at the moment, if we don't do this, when the third generation of Buddhas succeeds in obtaining the Buddha bones, not only us, but Japan and the whole world will be doomed at that time - they will not see such a thing happen."

"Anyway...... Let Oda Nobunaga unleash the divinity of the Fudu Imperial Soul...... If you do this, Oda Nobunaga's health will also have problems, right? After all, that guy is no longer a living person, but a ghost. ”

"Because of this, Oda Nobunaga is the most suitable person." Zhongli Meiyi didn't seem to be worried about this matter, "Oda Nobunaga of the body of the ghost god, although releasing the divinity of the Fudu Imperial Soul will put great pressure on him, his body itself is also the best container for divinity. ”

Releasing the divinity contained in his own body, although it will consume Oda Nobunaga's soul power, if the soul power consumption is too large, it will directly affect his existence in this world, but it will also bring him great power.

If Oda Nobunaga withstood the test, then he would have become even stronger.

Although it is said that it may cultivate a strong enemy on its side afterwards, this is a strategic necessity at the moment.

Just perform this ≧dǐng≧diǎn≧小≧ says,.☆.o→s_(); The plan requires Sachiko Kashima, the current spirit witch of the Kashima family, to make a sacrifice.

Rushing to the death, risking her life to fight, and guiding the soul of Budu with Kagura Dance when she could die at any moment, the responsibility was too heavy for her young woman.

"Aunt Zhongli...... Do you need this plan anyway? ”

"Don't worry, little cutie, after all, we don't really want to eliminate the third generation here—we still have to look at Ah Yue."

"That guy ......"

"Speaking of which, Xingyun is cutie-"

"I said, can you remove the last three words?"

"Huh? Obviously very cute to say~"

Zhongli Meiyi stretched out her hand and pinched Gong Xingyun's cheek and began to pull it to both sides.

"Gollum...... Let go! Let it go! ”

After pinching for a while, Zhongli Meiyi, who was satisfied, let go of her hands with a smile.

Gong Xingyun, whose cheeks were pinched and red, glared at Zhongli Meiyi angrily.

"Anyway, this time we've accepted a big favor from each other—"

"No, that's not enough."

The door to the ward was pushed open, and Kaoru Iraka walked in.

"As for the next battle plan, Xingyun, you may need to get better as much as possible."

"...... me?"

Gong Xingyun smiled bitterly and raised his arm, which was wrapped in bandages.

"I don't know if it's going to get better."

"That's no way, even if you're wounded, you have to go to war."

"It's really too much......," Gong Xingyun's eyes drooped, "...... What are you going me to do? ”

Pursing her lips, Yi Ruoxun looked at Gong Xingyun steadily, and didn't speak until she looked a little embarrassed at Xiao Daojun.

"Please, God."

[How can there be a reason for ancestors to worship their descendants!? 】

Mengzhu thought about this sentence blankly.

Sitting on the mirror-smooth floor of the main hall, the girl raised her head to look at the tall statue in front of her.

"Children and grandchildren? This is my grandson? ”

【…………】

"You're talking! Is this really my grandson? Me and Tsuki-chan's grandson? ”

[Not ......]

Pouting, Mengzhu snorted.

"Who the hell are you?"

[I am you, but you are not me]

"I don't understand!"

[You'll understand in a moment......]

The voice that sounded in his heart sighed faintly.

[Here, it is the forbidden land of Qishan - of course, this is what outsiders call it today, in fact, the real name here is - Qishan Holy Land]

"To say it is to say nothing." Mengzhu stood up from the ground and pointed to the idol in front of him, "You mean diǎn actual, like who is this guy?" ”

【Ji Chang】

"Ji Chang? King Zhou Wen!? ”

Mengzhu's eyes widened.

This idol in front of you is the idol of King Wen of Zhou?

[That's right, it's Ji Chang, the leader who led the Zhou people to rebel against the Song of the Dynasty - King Wen]

"Wait! I'm all confused by you! How do you say that King Wen of Zhou is my descendant? It doesn't make sense! ”

Mengzhu didn't want to have an extra descendant who had been dead for thousands of years for some reason—even if he was the famous King Wen of Zhou.

[No, this is you, or our descendants—because you are—Jiang Yan]

"Ginger...... ......"

Mengzhu's pupils suddenly dilated.

The moment she heard the name, the girl seemed to see a lot of things in a trance, but she couldn't see anything clearly.

Who Jiang Yan is, of course Mengzhu knows very well.

That was the concubine of Emperor Yu, who gave birth to a woman who was recognized as the ancestor of the Zhou people.

"I don't want to be a Jiang Yan!!!"

The girl suddenly screamed.

"I'm Mengzhu! I wish Mengzhu! It's not Jiang Yan! ”

[No, you are, you are Jiang Yan...... To be precise, we are Jiang Yan]

"Woo...... I don't want to be a Jiang Yan...... I'm from Mengzhu...... I still have to marry Yuechan as my wife, so I don't want to be a concubine for Emperor Yu...... Don't don't don't !!! ”

【………… What are you talking nonsense about? 】

The voice in his heart seemed to be made to cry and laugh by Mengzhu's sudden disconnection reaction, with a slightly irrepressible smile in his voice.

[Besides, what's so bad about being a ginger? As long as we retrieve Jiang Yan's Lingge, we can awaken the sleeping Xiqi army in the Qishan Sanctuary - isn't your beloved Yuechan lacking a strong force to fight against the Third Princess? 】

"Huh? Can it be like this? ”

Mengzhu was stunned and stood in the main hall in a daze.

“…… However, can those Xiqi armies fight against the gods and Buddhas? ”

[When you fought against Chaoge in the past, were you just a group of mortals fighting? But-]

"But what?"

[But you have to think about it, once the Xiqi army in the Qishan Sacred Domain awakens, under the stimulation of the spirit veins of Middle-earth, the series of reactions triggered is likely to make the imperial generals buried in the entire Xianyang Plain and their army return to the world]

Mengzhu shuddered.

How many emperors and generals were buried under the Xianyang Plains cannot be counted until now.

Conservative estimates, at least tens of thousands...... (To be continued.) )