Prologue: Hidden God
The location is in the northeastern part of Japan, deep in the mountains.
It's early summer.
The young man climbed slowly, looking at the leisurely stroll, and did not seem to be so troubled by the steep terrain, nor did he have the sense of exhaustion that a mountaineer should have.
The handsome face looked gentle and sunny, and the calmness that naturally flowed from his gestures made the young man look calm, and his eyes carried a look of appreciation and comfort, and a pleasant expression of enjoying the scenery.
Sunlight shines through the gaps between trees.
The early summer sun is gentle but not wild, so young people have no intention of avoiding it, allowing it to be reflected on themselves, and from a distance, it gives a subtle sense of fit.
What is strange is that in this season, he is still wearing a long-sleeved shirt, he has never lifted his sleeves, and there is no sweat stain on his body.
Although it is early summer, the temperature is not low, and it is a sport that consumes the body such as mountaineering, normal people will definitely feel hot, and they can't wait to take off their clothes, but this young man has always wrapped his body tightly.
And he only carried a small suitcase in his hand, which was estimated to hold nothing but water and clothes.
According to common sense, mountaineering, especially mountaineering alone, requires thorough preparation, but the thorough preparation cannot be reflected at all from the perspective of this young man's equipment.
In a word, in this deserted deep mountain, this young man looks very strange.
The young man's name is Bai Mingqiu, a very ordinary name, looking at this simple outfit, you know that he is definitely not a rich child, at best he can only be regarded as an ordinary person.
No, I guess it's a strange ordinary person.
That's right.
Bai Mingqiu thinks he is an ordinary person, but he is a little different from other ordinary people.
Born ordinarily, grown ordinarily, ordinarily died.
The only difference is that he died six times and lived six more times, each time not surviving to be twenty-five years old.
Bai Mingqiu was born in the Celestial Empire, he was a very ordinary Celestial Empire person, he lived to be twenty-five years old, when he was faced with a car, and then when he opened his eyes, he was in another world, starting from a little baby.
This kind of life has been six or twenty-five years.
In his spare time, Bai Mingqiu also sighed, it is estimated that he is the person who dies the most in the world.
In the seventh life, he became a member of the Celestial Empire again, so he wondered if he was going to travel around the world, maybe he would really die one day, and he didn't even know what this hellish world looked like, wouldn't it be a pity?
Then, he traveled all the way, starting with the Celestial Empire, making Japan his last stop, and he happened to make a circle almost round.
Now, after climbing the mountain, his trip is coming to an end.
If nothing happens, this is one of the most secluded forests in Japan, and the scenery in the mountains has been untouched for many years, leaving no trace of human destruction.
From time to time, there are a few birdsongs, but it shows the tranquility of this place, the animals walk quietly, the plants grow quietly, and the green as far as the eye can see, and the refreshing air makes people enjoy it very much.
There is no road for people to climb on this mountain, and climbers need to open it up by themselves, and Bai Mingqiu's body is very good, mountaineering and opening the road for so long, his face is not red or panting, and he does not look tired at all.
Finally, I was about to see the sky, which was a precursor to the top of the mountain.
Bai Mingqiu smiled faintly, in terms of his experience and personality, he has experienced five worlds that are either magnificent or treacherous, struggling on the line of life and death, from fear to indifference to habit to indifference, and even death, the ultimate proposition of life, can not make his emotions fluctuate violently, so more often, his mentality is leisurely.
It is impossible for anyone not to have fear of death, no matter how strong and calm they are, it is fake, because everyone will only die once, and no one knows what will happen after death.
But, if you die a lot, you'll know that death is just that.
However, Bai Mingqiu also showed a very happy and sighing look at this time, and the thought of traveling around the world filled the whole person with a sense of satisfaction.
He quickened his pace and climbed to the top of the mountain.
A rusty red suddenly crossed his line of sight, and out of the corner of his eye, he saw a building not far from the side of the mountain road, and he was a little curious.
What would be there in this kind of deep mountain and old forest that has not been visited for hundreds of years?
When I thought about it, I simply approached and looked.
If you look closely, you can see that the red thing is the torii gate of the shrine, and it turns out that this is a shrine.
This shrine is very old, and there are no guardian beasts, only two stone shrines are placed there, and the stone shrines are dotted with moss marks. Moss crawled all over the stone steps in front of the shrine, and the bright red torii gate is now dull in color, and some vines climb high around the torii, and the ropes hanging on the trees around the torii have long since rotted to the ground, and the purifying pond in front of the shrine has long since dried up. I can only vaguely see the two Chinese characters "Borei" from the mottled plaque on the torii.
Deep in the mountains, there is an ancient and dilapidated shrine.
Who is the god enshrined in the shrine and why the shrine is abandoned to this point, this is the first question that Bai Mingqiu thought of after seeing it.
With doubts, Bai Mingqiu cautiously walked up the steps and came to the front of the main hall.
Wide... Beautiful...
Hakurei Shrine? Is there such a shrine in Japan?
He recalled his experience of visiting Japan entirely, and it seemed that there was no "Hakurei Shrine" in Japan's famous shrines.
A small shrine in a remote area dedicated to the minor gods of Japan's eight million gods.
Bai Mingqiu shook his head, shaking off the thoughts that were pouring out of his mind, he felt that maybe there would be some clues in the main hall, so he was ready to go in and take a look.
Just as he was about to leave, he suddenly seemed to realize that he slapped his forehead with his hand.
"Ahh
Bai Mingqiu retreated to the front of the main hall, bowed slightly to the main hall, and then prayed silently.
I hope I can live a good life in this life and live a little longer, but the gods of this shrine probably don't have that ability.
With seven or eight thoughts spinning in his mind, Bai Mingqiu finished praying.
He didn't believe in God before, but when he was hit by a car and came back to life, he began to feel that even if there was no God, there must be some mysterious existence in the underworld, especially after he was reborn again and again, he was even more convinced that there was an inexplicable divine will between heaven and earth.
Bai Mingqiu couldn't explain what it was, maybe it was simply the power of heaven and earth that mortals couldn't guess.
In Bai Mingqiu's view, the gods are the fictitious products of mortals' imagination about the great power of heaven and earth, so in a certain way, they can be regarded as the great power of heaven and earth.
Over the years, he began to develop the habit of reverence for heaven and earth, and in the face of this kind of place dedicated to the gods, he would sincerely pray, whether it was magnificent or dilapidated, whether it was a famous god or a little-known god.
He cares not about the size of God, but about respect for heaven and earth.
After saluting respectfully, carrying a small suitcase, Bai Mingqiu walked into the main hall.
The moment he walked in the door, the entire Hakurei Shrine disappeared strangely.
What appeared in front of Bai Mingqiu was an extraordinary new world.