The sun was setting in the sky, and the dusk was closing the long lines of sorrow, and the earth was staring at the earth with its black pupils.

In the distance there is a small town, which is now brightly lit.

A group of people wearing masks lined up from the temple on the top of the hill of the town to dance and dance down, holding musical instruments in the middle of the procession, carrying idols, and holding ornaments, all of them slowly integrated into the team from both sides of the team when the crowd was advancing, and the team grew little by little.

The masked men walked to the very center of the town, and they formed a circle, and in the center of the circle, there was a man in black sitting cross-legged, the man in black did not move, and wore a black hood, and his body could not tell the gender.

The idol was placed in front of the man in black by the masked man, who could not see men or women, and held a bronze mirror between his hands.

As soon as the idol was lowered, the men quickly grouped into the procession, and the people with the instruments gathered aside and waited around the instruments, while the rest of the people took out a torch from their waists, and the flame ignited in an instant, and the whole circle became a circle of fire.

"In the name of Kagura Shrine Maiden, please Yachikagami!" The man in black stood up, making a strange gesture with his right hand in mid-air while making a pious prayer gesture.

The bronze mirror placed on the idol seemed to really have psychic powers, and after hearing the prayer of the man in black, it shook slightly, emitting a faint light.

The man in black was a little excited, his hands trembled slightly, and he slowly took off the bronze mirror from the statue.

It's a woman, and those slender and delicate hands reveal her gender.

As soon as the bronze mirror was removed, the light surrounding it lit up in an instant, and the material of the entire bronze mirror turned like water, covering the hands of the man in black.

"Boom!" Just after the bronze mirror turned into water, one of the people in the instrument struck the large drum in front of him.

The sound of the drums sounded like a signal of the beginning of the sacrifice, and the masked people holding torches began to dance in circles, and the man in black standing in the center also threw aside the hood on his head and the black clothes on his body, revealing the red and white witch costume he was wearing.

It was a girl of about thirteen years of age, with long black hair hanging down from her waist, bright star-like eyes, and a faint light emanating from her side, as if she were the god of these torch-wielding dancers, which could only be seen but not touched.

The melody of the solemn and pious sacrificial song was heard as the orchestra played it, and the black-haired girl sang reverently.

Storms and waves swallow thousands of lives

and a hint of the voice praying for all salvation

The hiss has long been exhausted, resounding through the ocean, and there is no eardrum

It still reverberates in a certain part of the sea

Your breath is my home

Qianqian's fine fingers are where I go

A longing that haunts me to this day

The black-haired girl's hand was raised, and the bronze mirror that had been turned into a liquid state reappeared on her hand, reflecting the light of the moon and stars, like some kind of prayer ritual, or what kind of inheritance?

In this light, the maiden continued to sing the song of the sacrifice, and she took a careless step in the ring of fire, which seemed to be in line with some law.

If it's just a lie, it's true, and it's discarded

He does not show anger or tears

Living in the gap between heaven and earth

Carrying reality is crazy because of pain

Like us backslidden fools

The girl's singing gradually fell, and the people wielding the torches all crouched down, thrust their torches into the dirt beside them, and lowered their heads as if they were greeting someone.

"Click, click, click......" The rhythmic sound of crutches tapping the ground sounded, and an old man with white hair was trembling from outside the fire circle into the circle.

The old man's name is Joki, which is a name that has been passed down from generation to generation, and he has been Kagura's guide for each generation.

"Elder, I succeeded!" The black-haired girl walked up to the old man and showed him the liquid mirror in her hand.

"Xiao Wu, did you encounter anything special when you came back?" Old man Qiong didn't look at the mirror called "Eight Mirrors", or did he not be able to see it?

"Something special?" The girl who was called Xiao Wu was stunned, she didn't expect the old man Qiong to ask her this question.

In the firelight, the girl's contemplative face was also revealed, and if an acquaintance was present, she would definitely be recognized, the "ghost" in the thief [Seven Heavenly Kings], a girl named Chiba Mai.

Chiba Mai, oh, it would be more appropriate to call it Kagura Mai now, she seemed to remember something, flipped her right hand, took the Yaga mirror back, and took out a photo from the black clothes that she had thrown aside, the one with the Shiraishi Yue shirt and the young Kagura Mai.

"Elder, I met a white-haired boy when I came back, and he had some reactions that I couldn't explain when he saw this photo, and he kept asking me if the man in the photo was my father......" Kagura Mai pursed her lips, her instincts telling her that this should be the case that the old man asked about it.

"Sure enough, it's fate, you really met him......" said the old man with a clear face, as if he had expected it.

"Elder, what do you mean?" Kagura Mai didn't understand the reaction of the old man Joan.

"I sensed some unusual fluctuations the other day." Old man Joan didn't answer Kagura's question, as if he was just talking to himself.

"Elder?" Kagura frowned, she sensed that something was wrong with Old Man Joan.

"Xiao Wu, your time is running out, go find that white-haired teenager, he is one of the important people in your life." Old man Joan patted Kagura Mai on the shoulder, and a meaningful look flashed in his eyes.

"Someone important?" The words of the old man made Kagura stumble backwards, and his expression changed greatly, "Does it have something to do with Dad?" Didn't you say you wouldn't tell me about Daddy, Elder? ”

"Time will change everything, Xiao Wu!" The old man walked towards the fire ring with a cane tremblingly, and he didn't look back, "Hurry up, you who have completed the inheritance, it is very convenient for you to find anyone." ”

"Elder!" Kagura Mai wanted to step forward and keep up with the old man, after all, what he said was so sudden and inexplicable that when people were confused, they still wanted to get to the bottom of it.

But the masked group stopped Kagura Mai and prevented her from catching up with Old Man Joan.

"Mikoto-sama, you have completed your inheritance, please complete your mission as soon as possible!" The men bowed respectfully to Kagura Mai.

"You ......" Kagura Mai had just started to think about breaking through when the voice of the old man Choi stopped her in the distance.

"Xiao Wu, everything began after you completed the inheritance, and the legendary distant clan will also appear, and they also have the Eight Masterpieces, and your mission is to reconcile their relationship."

"Go ahead, your time is precious, go late, you won't find that person......"