First of all, I want to wish all book friends a happy new year, and if you want to have anything in the Year of the Horse~~

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Whether it was shock or something else that exploded and shook in his body, Merlin couldn't figure it out, these particularly bright and innocent eyes had completely made Merlin lose his square inch, and only three pairs of eyes from ladies in his short life journey made him remember so deeply, and made him so uncomfortable.

The first pair of eyes were of course the seductive fox eyes of his biological mother, a pair of beautiful talking eyes, which were supposed to be full of love and kindness from a mother who had just given birth, but they were too true to reflect the deep thoughts of his owner—disappointment, resentment, and killing...... These were Merlin's mother's eyes, and these were the messages Merlin read from his mother's eyes, so clear that even a newborn baby could read the complex, simple emotions in those eyes.

The second pair of eyes came from a woman who occupied the softest part of Merlin's heart, a pair of cold and pure eyes, which looked indifferently and indifferently at everyone, whether they chose to submit humbly or resist in vain before the sheer power of their master...... This is Nazi's eyes. Merlin's first sight of these eyes was on the television broadcast, and these cold eyes and the powerful shadow had so strangely and inexplicably broken into Merlin's heart and occupied an important and weak place of their own making.

The third pair of eyes still occupied Merlin's blurred vision at the moment, this witch who had only been with her for a few hours, this girl whom Merlin had not even looked closely at her face, this lady whose name Merlin did not even know......

"Get out of here!"

Merlin suddenly heard a voice, a loud scream from a frail woman with the last of her strength.

Merlin was in a trance for a moment, but then a few pairs of small hands grabbed his shirt and upper limbs, pushed, supported, and coerced him, and rushed up the stairs and out of the stone tower.

Behind their chaotic pace, the stone tower was trembling, collapsing, and roaring. Not only this stone tower, but also the other barely well-preserved buildings in the entire shrine began to collapse and topple, as if the magical power that had supported them against time and external forces had disappeared in an instant, and this shrine that should not have existed and should have disappeared a long time ago finally began to enter the destruction, although this inevitable destruction was postponed for several years.

Running all the way out, all the way out, the shrine maidens protected Merlin and rushed out of the shrine and into the smoke.

Behind them, the shrine was turned into a veritable ruin.

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Holding a thick pile of various amulets in his left hand, and several checks with many zeros in his right hand, Merlin looked very dazed in the cold and gloomy dense forest of Aster. Blinking blankly and turning his head blankly, he was completely confused and needed to take care of the strange experience that followed.

However, it is imperative to put away the spoils of war first. First he stuffed the amulets with questionable efficacy into his pocket, then he pulled out his wallet, carefully put away the cheques, and put them back in place—Merlin sat down on a rotten tree that had fallen to the ground and fell into his own memories, a scene that had just been born about a few minutes ago.

Merlin was still dazed, but this time there was a shriveled little old lady standing in front of him. Not only was her skin shriveled, but her body was also shriveled - she seemed to be able to die at any moment, thin and small. Although she was very shriveled, this little old lady seemed very energetic, and she was even more confident in her speech.

The little old lady in her blue blobe with a white candle and a wooden bead in her hand had been babbling a lot of nonsense before, but to be honest, Merlin didn't listen to a word at all, he was still dizzy and lost his soul at the moment.

"Hey!" Suddenly, Merlin's forehead was attacked, and it turned out that the little old lady suddenly jumped up and struck Merlin on the head with the string of wooden beads in her hand.

The sudden attack not only caused physical pain, but also made Merlin sober up all of a sudden.

"Young people now......" the little old lady shook her head, her face full of disappointment, "it's really getting more and more useless." ”

Merlin withdrew the hand that was touching his forehead and looked down at the little old lady. Speaking of which, this kind of condescending sense of overlooking is really rare for Merlin.

"But this time I really have to thank you, without your participation, this qiē is probably far from being so smooth, and even whether we can succeed or not is between the two." The little old lady said to herself, "You are not allowed to ask questions, because I am very busy and have a lot of things to deal with soon, so you can just listen honestly!" "First, I have to apologize to you on behalf of some people - although I think this is purely unnecessary - but after thinking about it, I think it is necessary, after all, we have 'invited' you without permission, and you have really taken a great risk......"

As she spoke, the little old lady grabbed Merlin's right hand and shoved several cheques into his hand.

"Now after all, it is a material ......society," the little old lady continued, "and the best reward is naturally money, which is enough to make ordinary people rich and even squander it for a lifetime." That's kind of a reward for you and a little bit of compensation. ”

Merlin glanced at the check in his hand, and the series of zeros on the first check made his brow raise irrepressibly.

"And then, this is my personal ......," she pulled a thick wad of amulets from her bosom and slipped them into Merlin's left hand without saying a word, "a little for you...... It's kind of compensation. Uh, that's it, take it, keep it first......" The old woman muttered for a while, and a little pain flashed on her wrinkled face.

Holding the paper with different textures in both hands, carefully feeling the different touches of these paper products with the lines on the palms of his hands, Merlin remained silent.

"You're ...... Nothing to ask? The little old lady asked tentatively.

Merlin made no sound, no movement, just looked at the shriveled old woman.

"Alas...... Alas...... It's all sins, sins......" The old woman sighed for a while and then began to gush, "You have a lot of questions and questions, but you can suppress your curiosity and inquiry, because you know you can't get answers from me......" She rolled her glass-like eyes and glanced at Merlin, "because you really shouldn't know those things." Kikuko told me that you are a very interesting young man who hides a lot of little secrets and seems to know a lot of things that you shouldn't know. But it doesn't matter, because it's all irrelevant......"

"I don't know, let alone be interested, how much you can guess about this event or how close to the truth and truth you have guessed, who have been silent. I just want to advise you to let those things rot in your stomach and bury them in the deepest part of your mind! Knowing too much a lot of the time isn't necessarily a good thing......"

Merlin's lips squirmed a few times, and he almost blurted out what was on his mind, but in the end he endured it. The old woman's rhetoric of reminding Merlin to keep her mouth shut was naturally understandable by Merlin, so there was no need for him to show his ignorance in front of insiders. Silence can sometimes be a more powerful weapon.

"There's one thing I think you need to know, though, because it's about you." The little old lady stared at Merlin with her pure white eyes open, and looked at him vigorously, "Knowing that this matter may be helpful to you in the future, and it is more likely that you will avoid some unnecessary troubles and dangers." ”

Merlin hurriedly put on a teachable appearance.

"Human beings, we human beings are all different, all of them are completely different......," the old woman said slowly, "they have their own strengths and weaknesses, and they have their own special stunts and fatal weaknesses." Among the many characteristics or qualities of human beings, there is a particularly wonderful ...... We are used to calling it 'Spirit', 'Inspiration', but there are many more names to it...... But to explain it in the most general and straightforward terms—it is a force that perceives, drives forces from another world, and we humans ...... alone"

Merlin's brow furrowed fiercely.

"The vast majority of people have this kind of spiritual awareness, which is strong or weak, and it allows us to intuitively feel the existence of another world—to see them, to hear them, to perceive them, to know them, and even to touch them...... "The old woman quickly twisted the string of wooden beads in her hand, "A few people with unique talents can even 'control', 'drive' and even 'drive' after some special training and practice Use 'something from another world, not just the power of that world......"

"But as I just said, everyone's spiritual sense is weak and strong, and some people are born with strong spiritual sense, and they can control the power of another world at will without the need to train and cultivate them. And there are people – these people are even rarer than those who are born with a strong spiritual sense – they are born with no such spiritual consciousness at all, they don't perceive a single thing about the other world, even if they stand naked in front of them and touch their noses with their noses, they don't feel their existence at all......"

Merlin's brow furrowed slowly.

"They are 'devoid of spirits', 'avoidance of spirits' and even 'retreats', completely undisturbed and harmed by the other world, completely unconfused by the spirits of the other world, and completely unmoved by the forces that do not belong to this world......" The little old lady suddenly took a step closer to Merlin, "And you, you happen to have this unique trait!" She suddenly raised her voice.

Merlin's brow furrowed again.

"You think I'm lying? You think you can feel the coldness, ominousness, and horror of the asters. Isn't it? The little old lady laughed, and the wrinkles on her face were all huddled together, "Hmph, that's because you 'think' you can feel it, that's because your brain tells your body that it 'should' feel these feelings in this environment...... I don't know about your upbringing, but I think you've been hurt by horror stories and ghosts, uh, you've been hurt, right? And it's still quite strict zhòng hurt ......"

Merlin shivered very cooperatively, indeed, Merlin's own grandfather used those things to destroy the young Merlin. Although the old man's original intention was to figure out the ghost stories and strange stories of Guò to erase the curiosity of the children of Little Merlin, it is clear that these stories not only erase curiosity, but also many other things......

"Your fear comes from the words and deeds of your elders, your fear comes from the deception of your own brain, and your fear comes entirely from 'what you think'......" The old woman smiled very happily, and all the wrinkles on her face bloomed, "You are really a unique case, it is really quite unique and interesting." As a capable person, you should have a strong and even keen inspiration, so that you can taste the subtlety and softness of the psychic power and the subtlety and wonder of the spiritual entity, but it is also because of this that you who are capable will also be more easily disturbed and invaded by other forces in the other world. However, you, as a capable person, have ......no inspiration at all," the little old lady shook her head with regret, "It can be regarded as a gain and a loss, and without inspiration, you will not be able to use the delicate power of the mind handily, which is undoubtedly a disadvantage." However, this also invisibly eliminates the special influence of forces that do not belong to this world on you, which is undoubtedly another benefit. But you happen to have a deepest fear of this kind of thing...... Hehe, this undoubtedly makes you have a natural fear of the forces and visitors from the other world. Even if you can't see them, you can't feel them, even if they can't hurt you, even if you know it, their existence itself will cause you to rise up to a boundless fear, and this fear will drive your brain to construct the most realistic response, to make you afraid, to put you in a vulnerable position. ”

"Find a way to overcome it. Overcome your fears, overcome the weaknesses of your heart......" The little old lady turned and walked away with small steps, "so that you can truly become strong, unassailably powerful......" Her figure was soon completely swallowed up by the sneaky shadow of the tree in the cold forest of Aster.

Liumerlin pondered, pondered, and stunned alone.

"Overcoming this fear makes it invulnerable?" Merlin, who was sitting on the stake, said self-deprecatingly, he didn't believe that he could overcome the great fear of supernatural things, so he had to shake his head again and again and deny himself.

Suddenly, there was a gust of wind in the bushes behind Merlin, and the sound of the wind blowing through the forest was like a strange laugh and a long howl, revealing a complete weirdness.

"Hiss~" gasped, and the cold hairs on Merlin's back stood up. He scrambled to his feet, moving his body that was starting to feel chills again and walked briskly out of the forest.

[No matter where you go, just hurry up and leave this hellish place as soon as possible!] This was the most pressing thought in Merlin's mind at this time.

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Merlin, who was hurrying along, didn't know that his buddies were having a "pleasant" negotiation at the moment, but the topic of discussion was about the delivery of chips after a clearly unpleasant bet.

[Look, I'll just say, even if someone tells him the truth, he will still be the same......] Wizel triumphantly said to Lingzi and other losers who lost their chips, that voice is really as much as you owe the beating, [That, don't forget your bets, you must do your best, I'll calculate the interest if it's late.] Like a lady who is a lot older but always likes to pretend to be tender, the treasures you collect~ The stones are all mine now~~~]

Lingzi gritted his teeth.

[There is also a guy who is young and doesn't know how to respect the elderly, so that you can remember it for a long time, don't listen to the kind persuasion of the elders in the future. But in view of the fact that you don't have anything to do at the moment, so you owe it first, and I will help you calculate the interest~~]

Duck was pounding his head with remorse.

[As for a certain rice bucket...... It's you, don't think about it, I'll keep an eye on you~~~]

In cross-legged meditation, Hepu stood up excitedly, but soon sat back weakly and began to sigh.

[Hahahaha~~] The satisfied Wizil laughed loudly in the mental world of the losers.

[I told you not to gamble with this rotten gambler, you still don't believe it,] Antri, who has been persuading everyone not to gamble, also counted two sentences under the banner of persuasion at this moment, [Regarding the familiarity with Merlin, Cheng Dù is not as much as this bad guy together, and the two of them can be said to have grown up together like brothers......]

【…… Gambling/...... Not good...... Quit ......] Kuknus also mixed in. Speaking of which, it seems that this guy didn't participate in this Wizier bet/Bo because the three heads couldn't agree and couldn't bet.

[Hahaha~~Hahahaha~~~] Wizil continued to laugh arrogantly. It was not known if it was so happy for the trivial bets it had won, or to celebrate Merlin's escape from death once again.

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Aster Valley hinterland.

The shrine, which had long been dilapidated but still existed for some reason, was now in ruins. Obviously, only a few hours have passed since the beginning of the collapse, the beginning of disintegration, and the beginning of the return to dust until all the dust has settled, but now this wreckage seems to have been stored for decades, as if the decades that have been stagnant have released all their energy at once in just a few hours, and pulled this place back to the original time track.

The wind, blowing gently. These breezes that obviously have no power to blow on those broken walls and ruins are particularly lethal, and the rocks are collapsed and broken, the wood is rotten and weathered, and the metal is rusted and rotted...... This shrine is dying in a visible way, entering a real demise.

Standing alone in front of the large bronze and iron torii gate that was already crumbling and threatening to collapse at any time, Hidezuka silently stared at the shrine that was slowly dying in front of him, he did not raise a fan to cover his face, and finally put away the usual cloud and light wind and looked at the passing building complex in front of him with a complicated expression, and his handsome face would twist and twitch a few times from time to time.

Deep down, after several struggles and hesitations that outsiders can't understand, Hidezuka finally made the final decision and choice. He looked at the wreckage in front of him for the last time, but his mind was reminded of what it had once been.

"Whew~~" exhaled a long breath of turbidity, Hidezuka raised his right hand violently, and his white and long fingers quickly drew a few mysterious gestures in mid-air, and then waved it fiercely in the direction of the shrine.

Immediately after that, countless pink petals fell from the sky, like cherry blossoms and fire. The small pink petals fluttered in the air and finally fell to the ground, and as soon as one petal touched something, it immediately turned into a violently burning netherworld fire, burning with a cold chill on the attached object. In a short time, the entire shrine was in flames......

Looking at the last piece of rubble, a piece of stone, and a piece of metal being swallowed up by this beautiful and dangerous spark, Hidezuka's body was obviously rickety, and his breathing became a lot heavier, with a little regret and relief, he whispered to himself: "It's over...... That's the end of it......"

With heavy steps, Hidezuka took a difficult step and left the place, without looking back even a glance.

Out of nowhere, a breeze blew the ruins that had turned into a white field, rolling up the last wisps of ashes that had been attached to this place, and the wind swept through the already empty land, and there was a gentle whistling sound, which seemed to be mixed with a strange laugh.

"Ahem, ahem...... Ahem, ahem, ahem, ......"

Another breeze blew away the strange laughter, and also blew out a dark shadow that was crouching in the middle of the earth...... The smoke, which had been kept at a distance from here, came up again at this time, completely engulfing the white land......

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A few days later, in a certain room of the Shion Shrine, several familiar faces were sitting in a group—Lady Kikuko, one of the Four Heavenly Kings of Guandu, the psychic with white ghost hands, Hidezuka, the young leader of the Onmyoji, and an old monk with a bitter and bitter appearance—and the four of them sat around the round table at a distance from each other and waited quietly, as if waiting for the arrival of the owner of the last empty chair at the table.

Mrs. Juzi, the old god is calmly leaning on the back of the chair and closing her eyes to recuperate. Dong was very unfigurative, lying on the table, twisting his body from time to time, looking at the white mist in the small crystal ball placed on the table, and tapping his fingers on the table for a while, making a noise. Hidezuka is sitting quietly with his eyes and nose and nose, his mouth slightly open and closed, as if he is muttering something. The old monk, uh, he seemed to be asleep in a sitting position, and from his slightly open mouth came a faint burst of squealing, and the corners of his mouth seemed to begin to flow out of the crystal saliva......

At this moment, the door was pushed open suddenly, and the old tide came to the country, rushed into the room with small steps, pulled over the empty chair, and sat down neatly. The people are finally here.

"Kikuko, I remember I just promised you what you should know......" Xiang turned his head and glanced at the other people around the round table, with impatience and displeasure in his tone.

"Township, everyone here knows one or some parts of this unbelievable thing...... And I, or rather the Alliance, need to know as many facts and truths as possible. Of course, it's best to ...... them all," Lady Kikuko tapped her crutches with her fingertips, "so I gathered all of you who held some of the pieces of this fact, and we exchanged the 'secrets' in each other, trying to piece together the truth behind this matter and restore it to its original appearance." After all, we are comrades who fought together, and now we share each other's secrets, which will make our future cooperation even closer. ”

He snorted and leaned back in his chair to say no more. And Dong, Xiuzuka and the old monk cheered up and sat up their bodies, and the old monk wiped the saliva from the corners of his mouth with the back of his hand.

"So, who's going to make a start to this first?" Kikuko glanced around at everyone around with a smile on her face.

"I'll come...... Hidezuka bit his lip and opened his mouth with a complicated expression, "The cause of this incident can be traced back to the middle of the last century, when the black ships from the south broke into the calm waters of Seki Castle, the artillery of the Nanban shattered the castle tower that the general looked down on, and the colonists with muskets smashed the walls of our self-reliance with the attitude of a conqueror and the undoubted victory...... A new world has come to us in the cruelest and most brutal form, waking us up in a brutal way from dreams that we have been imagining for hundreds of years......"

"I don't have time to listen to you talk about history!!" Xiang slapped the table viciously interrupting Hidezuka's affectionate narration, and she stood up and trembled a little.

"Tell the point." Kikuko first calmed the restless township, and then signaled Hidezuka to speed up the progress a little.

"Okay, I'll try to pick and choose what's important." Hidezuka continues, "When the cowardly ruler betrayed the middle and lower nobles who already held real power with a humiliating treaty, division and confrontation were inevitable. Under the banner of 'respecting the king and conquering the king', the aspirants poured out of the southwestern feudal domains to carry out their own substantive actions, assassinating officials, merchants, and soldiers of the Nanban, and the important members of the shogunate who betrayed their interests by 'Tianzhu', and even directly went to war with the Nanban army who came to defend the colonial rule......"

The township began to snort again.

Hidezuka continued unmoved, "But unfortunately, due to unrealistic illusions about the shogunate and the shogun, this vigorous battle soon died down, and in the face of the troops loyal to the shogun and the army of the Nanban colonists who were ahead of the era, the aspirants finally ended their illusions about the ruler with their own lives." Thus, the 'downfall' began...... The military alliance formed by the four powerful feudal clans in the southwest, with the help of the people with lofty ideals from all over Guancheng and the support of the Southern Barbarians with ulterior motives, raised the banner of 'Wang Zheng Retro', and Shangluo crusaded against the generals......"

"Am I in history lesson!?" Xiang shouted.

"Ladies and gentlemen, that's what I'm talking about...... Hidezuka suddenly became stern, "But, I'm afraid you don't know that there is a figure behind the qiē of 'Zun Wang Zhengyi' or 'Falling Curtain' and 'Wang Zheng Retro', and that person is him......"

The village was silent, the chrysanthemum was silent, the old monk squirmed his lips and read the scriptures silently, and Dong was concentrating.

"A nameless Harima Ryu Onmyoji, an alien with a 'Heavenly Eye' who can know the past and the future, and a supernatural person who wields twenty-four gods...... At that time, he was widely regarded as a greater Onmyoji than Master Qingming and Master Daomo. He personally instructed the leaders of the southwestern feudal domains and even the various parts of Guancheng, and it can be said that he directly controlled the entire movement behind the scenes......"

Then before the most crucial war, he died at the hands of the ninjas of the shogunate. Isn't it? Miss Dong, who was listening carefully, suddenly burst out with a sentence.

"That's right." Hidetsuka glanced at Winter with a slight surprise, "But not accurately, as far as I know, 'he' died at least five times during the entire campaign, if not more. Killers of the Southern Barbarians, ninjas of the Shogunate, and assassins of the Shogunate faction have all taken his life, having his head cut off, his heart pierced, poisoned, set on fire, and hammered...... Each time he died, but it wasn't long before he came back and came back with the same body. ”

Everyone's brows furrowed.

"You mean to say that this old ghost has come back to life and died?!" Dong exclaimed, "Unbelievable! It's incredible!! ”

"It's 'a different skin,' ......," the old monk said slowly.

"Yes, to change a skin is to change a skin." Hidezuka couldn't stop nodding his head, "Keep changing skins, keep wandering in the shadow of the ruling class of Sekijo, manipulating Sekijo to step on prosperity, strength and even madness." 'Retro of the royal government', 'Return of the Copyright', 'Abolition of the Domain', 'Consistency of Sacrifice and Administration', 'National Shinto', 'Abolition of the Buddha and Destruction of the Interpretation', 'Enriching the Country and Strengthening the Army', 'Colonization and Industry', 'Civilization and Enlightenment'...... He supported Guancheng step by step to become strong, and in just a few decades, he made the weak Guancheng become a powerful country standing proudly in the world. However, it was he who pushed Seki to actively participate in the world-wide war, and both times, they ended in disastrous defeats......"

After saying this, Hidezuka stopped making a sound, just looked at Xiang.

"Is it my turn? Long-winded little ghost, what's the point of saying so many useless things other than wasting saliva and time? We all know what you're talking about......" Xiang said with some disdain, and then she said in a somewhat reverent tone, "But it's true that we didn't know this gentleman well before the 'Ritual Unity', and he appeared more as an enemy to us, after all, we Shinto once stood behind the shogunate." ”

Xiang sighed deeply, "I've 'seen' at least two of him, plus the one not long ago is considered the third." The first was an old onmyoji, powerful and wise, and as a newly formed government official, he came to us to discuss the establishment of the national Shinto—like how to separate the gods and Buddhas. At this point, she glanced at the old monk, "At the same time, she is also planning some issues for the creation of the Spiritualist Society. At that time, he couldn't think of any more appropriate adjectives than wisdom, and he had a group of personality charms that made people want to worship him, obey him, and follow him...... Although at that time, he already had a lot of ideas that seem crazy now, such as what is the creation of an eternal empire, a unique kingdom of God, the rule of the world, and the like. But to be honest, when he said these things at that time, it didn't seem like jokes and crazy thoughts at all, but more like a simple statement of facts...... And the progress of the next qiē is also very smooth, the first qiē is in accordance with his arrangement, and the other qiē is moving forward according to his plan...... Until I 'see' him for the second time......"

"It was the end of the First World War, and the war was already at its deepest, and our defeat and that of the Alliance was almost certain. At that time, I 'met' him again, and I saw a man who was in a state of madness and confusion. At that time, he began to talk about fate, mostly crazy words, incoherent, inverted and even nonsense. He began to curse fate, curse a qiē...... But strangely, when the news of the defeat came, when the victorious Entente took over our kingdom as a victor, he was restored to normal, at least on the surface, but I knew that he was no longer the 'he'......"

"The twenty years of defeat were not good, we were under the military surveillance of the victorious countries at all times, and every qiē was restricted and suppressed, and there was constant news of the collapse of the former alliance from foreign countries—this made us feel even more frightened and saddened, and the Sekijo at that time was so sad and grieved that it had fallen into a certain madness, and I even think that it was the grief and madness of that person that drove the sorrow and madness of Sekijo. But as I thought, that person was really crazy. ”

"With the utmost zeal, he secretly made weapons and armaments, and all kinds of strange and powerful weapons and equipment were secretly built, secretly sailed out, and secretly stored in factories all over the country. He secretly began to cultivate military beasts, train troops, and prepare for war, and he used all kinds of means to paralyze the brains of the victorious countries and monitor our victorious team, and actively did his best to start the next war...... He inspired the fanatical government and the mournful populace with greater zeal to immerse them in the illusion of the 'kingdom of God', dreaming of revenge, dreaming of honor, dreaming of death...... Of course, one of the most important things he did was to move the Spiritualist Society to the center of Aster, and renamed it 'Jing/Guo' to place and worship all the sacrifices for the country since the fall of the curtain...... Unfortunately, no matter how crazy he was, no matter how hard he tried, the Second World War in which we had actively participated was defeated, and the unwilling Axis and Heart nations finally fell apart under the fire of the New Alliance and completely disappeared into history...... And I, on the other hand, 'witnessed' his death, and he was reduced to ashes along with the burning Kyoto......"

"But it is clear that he is not gone, just as he was able to change his skin and tease the Grim Reaper, he is back again." The old monk took over the words of the village who showed obvious fatigue and continued, "But this time, he is different from the past. Perhaps it was because his most proud protégés and most faithful servants were burned by him...... We don't know. But when he came back again, he had become a 'thing', a man who was not human, not a ghost, who was not decent, who fed on resentment and hatred, and who was clothed in the rancid skin of death...... He, oh shouldn't it be 'it' roaming the land with immeasurable resentment and anger, making himself stronger little by little, completely detaching himself from humanity little by little until he became the one he is now. ”

"At that time, it was the period of 'national extermination', and the alliance was constantly fighting and uprisings in various parts of the city...... And in this chaotic time, it shuttles through the cemeteries where his former followers and enemies are buried, frequently frequenting the strangest and most mysterious places, and challenging the inherent rules and order of this world with all kinds of bizarre and crazy spells. We've been working to eradicate it since it appeared, but after so long, we have nothing to gain but to destroy the good monks and send it blood food for nothing...... Oh, and we shouldn't say that, after all, we have gained something, and we can more or less deduce some of its intentions, and deduce its purpose from its actions and crazy self-talk. The old monk opened his closed eyes slightly and looked at everyone, "It not only wants to be resurrected, but it also wants to become a 'god', a real 'god'!" We were very wary of him as early as when he was preparing to build the Spiritualist Society, but this in exchange for a crazy 'separation of gods and Buddhas', which greatly damaged our vitality. And when he mentioned that he had secretly moved the shrine to the Aster Valley, we again stubbornly objected and questioned his intentions, and it ended up in a catastrophe for us......"

Xiang snorted twice.

"But we saw his plan, and even more so his plan! He wants his followers to become living or dead 'gods' to demagogue people to achieve his ambitions, and he wants to make himself a real 'god' with the help of some secret method that it does not even know whether it is true or not, and it absorbs the wraiths that wander around here—whatever you call them, these things that linger in the world by mere resentment and hatred are resentful spirits! None of them should and should not exist!! He forcefully interrupted the village who wanted to interject, but the village had to retract the unfinished words in a sullen manner, and turned his head away and ignored the old monk, and the old monk continued to tell himself, "—nourish the corpse ...... it found out of nowhere with their endless hatred and resentment, infinite obsession and madness."

"That corpse, that living corpse, you call it 'buried alive', don't you?" Dong, who had been listening carefully, suddenly interrupted the old monk's lecture and asked a question that he didn't know what to do.

The old monk was stunned for a moment, but nodded and signaled that the corpse was called that name.

"I know where it came from." Dong said a sentence that surprised everyone present, "It probably joined the ghost hand a few years ago, when the ghost hand was on the verge of breaking up, and lobbyists from the Ideal Country and the Rocket Corps mixed in with us, stirring up our already fragile relationship and stirring up our already tense atmosphere. But that's when the old ghost appeared—we all called it—and a strange psychic who was desperately powerful, so evil that it was not enough to describe it as evil, appeared among us. I don't deny that it was because of its appearance that the split/split of the Ghost Hand was delayed, but I would like to say that it was precisely because of its appearance that the strength of the Ghost Hand, especially the power of the White Ghost Hand, was greatly damaged! Dong slapped the table hard, "There has always been a group of people among the ghosts, and we call them 'ghouls' or 'diggers' or 'gravediggers'...... They are obsessed with corpses, dead bodies, corpses and graves, funerary goods, funerary goods, in short, they are morbidly obsessed with and worship death and the things associated with death, and at the same time deeply 'love' the world after death. These guys are a small group of discriminated against and marginalized people, even in the hands of ghosts, and they are very few and marginalized. However, the appearance of the old ghost broke this situation, and he easily took the position of leader of the ghouls and began to lead the ghouls who had become crazy to go out and go to the tombs to dig up the corpses......"

"And that buried alive figure was excavated from the tomb of an ancient nobleman, unfortunately, I witnessed the unearthing of this corpse with my own eyes......" Dong's hands clenched into fists and his arms trembled slightly, "It was a moonlit night, and we received a tip from within the ghouls - even the ghouls who worship death so passionately can't stand some of the old ghosts' practices, so they decided to ask us for help and join forces with us to get rid of it- They are preparing to excavate an old family cemetery of an old aristocracy. It is said that the old ghost has attached great importance to this cemetery, and has personally inspected the tomb many times and often repeats to himself such things as 'I found it' and 'I'm almost successful'. So we conclude that the tomb and the bodies buried in it must be of considerable importance to it. So we decided to take the opportunity to attack the ghoul and the old ghost, if not the old ghost, at least what it had always dreamed of...... But...... But......" Dong's lips trembled, and he stopped for a moment, as if he had lost the strength to continue, or could not find the right words.

"Winter, don't force yourself, you don't need to tell us the details." Kikuko suddenly spoke, "Just tell me, where did that corpse come from?" It's good to come from the cemetery of any family. She asked softly.

"I ...... I ......," Fuyuki turned his head a little confused, "I don't know the surnames of the old nobles, but I do remember the surname, yes, it's 'Genji'......"

"Dang Chang", the crutch in Kikuko's hand fell on the stone paved ground with a dull sound.

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Well, the Aster chapter is over for the time being~~ Next is the new chapter~~ Applaud, applaud~~

Well, a lot of the nonsense in this paragraph is actually to explain the historical background, although it is actually useless, but it is also to echo the title and the new title of the book - the wrong way - history has gone the wrong way...... So don't be more serious about the various nouns and chronological things that appear in the text, just take a look~~

Then,The shrine is completely gone.,But the conspiracy continues~~ The truth behind this big conspiracy this time involves the most secret and largest dark line in this article~~~ So...... Do not say......

Then, I still want to wish all book friends a good New Year~~!! Although the sub-fan has to be on duty during the Chinese New Year...... But I still have to have a happy New Year~~~ But、Because、In short...... Uh, so the update may ...... Anyway, I'll try my best...... Trust me, the update is really the result of my best efforts......

Finally, the practice is to say sorry, I hope you can be considerate~

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