In the summer of 1404, it was less than 7 days after the last Kinkaku youkai incident. Pen ~ fun ~ Pavilion www.biquge.info Kyoto Daitokuji Temple was burned down because of the monster haunting the main hall, including the abbot more than 20 monks died. For a time, people in Kyoto were panicked, and there were hardly any people walking on the streets.

The Kujo family's mansion is guarded by a crow tengu, so you don't have to worry about the other party being forced to come directly to the slaughterhouse. In order to bring this showdown to a perfect end, Fujiwara Meihong finally officially appeared in the night sky of Kyoto.

The scorching firebird spread its wings like a fiery cloud, and the sky above the Golden Pavilion shone like day.

"I am the daughter of the ancestor of the Fujiwara clan - the sister of the Fujiwara courtier. ”

A large rain of fire fell from the sky, and the soldiers guarding outside the Golden Pavilion did not understand what was happening, and when they heard the firebirds in the sky chanting the name of the Fujiwara family, they subconsciously thought that it was an evil spirit coming to take revenge.

The previous days of the Black Wind had only killed and injured a few people at a time, but this time the menacing rain of flames was a disaster for this group of conscripts.

Whenever they were touched by the rain of fire, the living people would ignite the fire in an instant, and it was useless for them to find shelter, and the flowers and trees were ignited together.

In the Golden Pavilion, Ashikaga Yoshimitsu and the evil fairy sat opposite each other and drank tea, and when they saw the scene of the fire outside, Ashikaga Yoshimitsu just said something. "The ancestors of the Fujiwara family are really hot-tempered, and they have to kill innocent soldiers. ”

The evil fairy put down the teacup and cast an immortal spell, she had already laid a spell around the Golden Pavilion. The more dead people the better, and all of them can be turned into loyal slaves by her as material.

Outside the Golden Pavilion, all the burned soldiers rose from the ground one by one, many with flames that had not yet been burned, and let out their pre-death cries, aiming their hatred at the firebirds in the sky.

"What a disgusting spell. ”

As a referee, the sage paid attention to this meaningless battle for face, and she also felt a little sick to her stomach when she saw more than a thousand people being burned to death and then turned into zombies and resurrected.

"But...... The change of times can't be changed by her burning more than a thousand people, and Fujiwara Meihong should have a more clever way to end this fight. I hope so. ”

The sage had already foreseen the decline of the public family, and now Fujiwara Meihong had come forward to kill, and there was no other use than to warn the samurai to know their own proportions. As a youkai, the sage does not want to see a peaceful Japan, and only chaos can reproduce the past glory of Hyakki's nocturnal walk.

For human beings, a hundred years and two hundred years are very different, but the thousand-year-level monsters have seen more reincarnation in the heavens, and the dignitaries and nobles who looked down on the samurai class back then can step on the heads of the samurai at any time, laughing and scolding from time to time to show their dignity. And now it's time for their grandchildren, great-grandchildren, to be reduced to being dependent on the warlords.

In the night sky of Kyoto, there are many more hidden and dark forces watching this battle, and there are many of them who can dominate the side of the big youkai or other mysterious side figures. As spectators, they can't reach the vision of a sage, but they can also see that even if Fujiwara Meihong burns down the Golden Pavilion, it will only stay at the superficial level of "killing the whole family".

Fujiwara Meihong, who was unable to reach the sky by the resurrected zombies, began to repeat the spell of the evil fairy while gathering in flames.

The first zombie who finished reciting the spell suddenly exploded, and a wisp of soul turned into a powerful ghost and rushed straight to the red body of Fujiwara Mei in the sky. This was followed by more of these manipulated ghosts.

Fujiwara Meihong never expected that the evil fairy had the ability to control ghosts, and she was hit by a powerful ghost on her body, and she really felt the trauma from her soul.

She is an immortal human, but her soul is also hurt by direct impact, and it is slow to repair.

Fujiwara Mei Red flapped her wings and increased her height, and then she finished charging, emitting a bright light like the sun from her body.

"This little trick, don't fiddle in front of me!"

Fujiwara Meihong unceremoniously chose to blow herself up, and all the powerful ghosts who tried to jump into the sky to hit the firebird were wiped out together with the walls outside the Golden Pavilion under the violent explosion.

After that, the flames were rekindled, and the firebird was reborn. Fujiwara Meihong soared in the night sky again with a brand new body, she was immortal and immortal, and she had reached the realm that immortals might not be able to reach.

After cleaning up the soldiers outside, Fujiwara Meihong turned back into a human form and walked towards the main gate of the Golden Pavilion step by step with overwhelming momentum.

Whether it's a soldier blocking the doorway, a youkai, or a human with some special abilities. As long as you get within ten steps of her, it will all burn instantly.

After walking all the way through the beam of the main gate, those who dared to step forward to block began to retreat, they knew that the gap in strength was too big, and they did not dare to continue to die like the people in front.

"Greetings to His Holiness the Nation Divination. My master and General Ashikaga Yoshimitsu are waiting for you on the top floor. ”

A different zombie emerges from the darkness, and she respectfully steps forward to salute, then stands on the stairs like a leader.

Later, Emmivi and Elias protected Kujou Takanobu and walked through the main gate of the Golden Pavilion, and as a junior invited by Fujiwara Meihong, he had to come if he didn't want to.

Emmiwei saw very clearly at the bottom of the mountain just now, Fujiwara Meihong's strength is so strong that she can't express it in words, and the guess she conceived before to smash the Golden Pavilion is too much to underestimate the big man on the mysterious side of Japan.

"Keep up. ”

Fujiwara Mei Hong beckoned to Kujo Takanobu behind her, and she herself ascended the stairs of the Golden Pavilion under the leadership of the zombies.

This time, the crowd did not encounter a single enemy who jumped out to block them, and they smoothly climbed to the top of the Golden Pavilion.

In the first room on the left, Ashikaga Yoshimitsu and the evil fairy had already prepared tea and sat at the tea table.

"Oh, the Venerable Kokufen Nun is so angry that we can all feel it when we sit in the attic. ”

The first to speak was the evil immortal, who had already lost the costume of the Ying Sidong family in the past, and was completely like a Chinese Taoist immortal.

"You also did it back then, right?"

"Your descendants killed each other for the position of the head of the family, and I just joined halfway to help you manage it for more than ten years. ”

Fujiwara Meihong didn't directly flip the table because of the other party's shameless words and deeds, she turned sideways and moved out of the way, "The first thing I did today was to propose marriage to your 'Eagle Sidong family'." This heir of the Kujou family is of good character, and I plan to let him marry your adopted daughter. ”

"Yes, I thought it would be a good marriage for Imuko to marry Takashin. "Putting aside the camp factor, the evil fairy also admires Kujo Takanobu's courage in his early twenties to dare to argue with the shogunate, her adopted daughter was originally used to cultivate new zombies, and she can accept someone who wants to marry. "Aunt is looking forward to your wedding to Imuko. ”

Kujou Takanobu couldn't show hatred for this enemy who had been disguised for more than 20 years, and he really couldn't understand why these old monsters who could live for thousands of years liked to play with people so much. "Then where did the original Eagle Sidong family go?"

"It's been dead a long time ago, and a lot of people died in the internal strife in the Eagle Division's family back then, and a 12-year-old girl from her Eagle Division's family was hacked to death by a samurai. So what you see since you were a child is the Aunt Eagle I played. ”

"After they get married, Xiaoxin will inherit the Eagle Family. Don't get in the way of it, if it weren't for your contribution to the promotion of Buddhism in my country, I would really want to screw your head off!"

Fujiwara Meihong's warning, the evil fairy just coped with it and agreed. She's not the one who will be obedient when she is scared and scared, and it doesn't matter if she just asks her to take out the Eagle Division family that has no use value. High-quality zombie materials can still be found, and when the power of Buddhism in this country weakens, she can start the plan to resurrect a saint again.

"And then the second thing. I'm going to talk to this Ashikaga Yoshimitsu general alone. ”

The evil fairy didn't expect Fujiwara Meihong to negotiate so simply, she originally thought that Fujiwara Meihong would kill a few people from the Ashikaga family first, and then negotiate terms with Ashikaga Yoshimitsu's children.

"Is that okay?"

"Of course, you are the winner. If I can fight with you, I will be happy. The evil fairy walked up to Kujou Takanshin with strange steps, and neither Emmivi nor Elias reacted. "Come, Takanobu, and talk to your aunt about how you are going to marry my adopted daughter, Imuko. ”

Pulling Kujou Takashin, the evil fairy went down the aisle to another room. Seeing the situation, Emmivi and Elias also consciously retreated to the eaves and left the nervous reception room.

Only the elderly Ashikaga Yoshimitsu and Fujiwara Meihong, who stood outside the sliding door as a victor, remained.

"It is an honor for the old man to have a long talk with His Holiness Guofenni. Compared with you, the life experience of the old 50-year-old is like a child encountering a towering ancient tree. ”

There was tea brewed with tea powder on the table, but Fujiwara Meihong didn't even look at it. She is dismissive of the tea culture that came from China. "You Ashikaga clan have been pushed forward by 200 years, and you are only one of the branches that have split from the Genji. It's just that in the blink of an eye, in your generation, you actually have a heavy army in your hands and control the country by force. ”

After Fujiwara Meihong sat down, she explained her intention very directly. "As the only surviving ancestor of the Fujiwara clan, I lived in seclusion in the mountains and forests all year round, practicing witchcraft. It is a sin to give you vulgar samurai a chance to seize power. ”

"Times are different now, but our Ashikaga family is fortunate enough to emerge from the war, and maybe there will be a war between the North and the South, and the position of the general of the Seiyi may be Imagawa, Sibo, Hosokawa and the like. Who wouldn't want to turn over and become the king of Japan?"

Ashikaga Yoshimitsu deliberately mentioned that the Ming Dynasty rewarded him as the "King of Japan", which is also the most worthy affirmation of his identity for most of his life.

"From the beginning to the end, you samurai have never thought of maintaining the imperial lineage of the emperor, a group of vulgar people who only know chaff and swords, and I, Fujiwara Meihong, hate you very much. ”

The temperature in the room began to rise, and by the time Ashikaga Yoshimitsu reacted, his hands were already sweaty. "Your dignity comes from your blood, and if you go before His Majesty the Emperor now, what rank must he give you? If it weren't for the tradition of the eternal lineage, your bloodline would not be half as bad as today's His Majesty. This is your father-in-law. We vulgar samurai, who only recognize chaff and swords, are not worthy of the gift of Yaraku, but if we want to ascend to my position, everyone knows the method, and anyone can stand up and take it. So, living in an age where everyone has hope to climb up, I am fortunate to have the opportunity to sit down with you and have a long conversation. ”

Ashikaga Yoshimitsu asked Fujiwara Meihong in a posture of sitting down. "Although the old man knows that it is rude, please trust us samurai who have fought with swords and chaff. We will surely be able to create a true land of sunrise. Please. ”

The sword was inserted in front of Ashikaga Yoshimitsu, and Fujiwara Mei Honglet stepped back, took off the scabbard on her waist, and put it on the tea table. "I was going to cut off your head with this knife. You are a great samurai, remember the oath you made today, and bear witness to my sword. ”

Not convinced, she was just looking for a reason for herself to back down.