Chapter 99 The Poisonous Mist and the Burning Shrine
Kashima Shrine is located in Kashima City, Ibaraki Prefecture. As the main club of Kashima Shrine, it worships the god Di named Wuwengmao, which is not small in scale.
But in terms of the entire structure, it is no different from other shrines, such as Torii, Stone Steps, Hall of War... and then to the temple and the main hall, the only difference is that there is a symbolic deer park.
There are also a large number of forests formed by giant trees around it. Such forests are indispensable for any high-level shrine.
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The night wind blew across the forest, and the leaves rustled among the intertwined branches.
Gradually, water mist filled the mountains.
Below Torii, which is similar to the archway, the accumulated rain water was rippled by a pedaled shoe. The clergy (the lowest one is called the staircase) walked past the archway, and his companions suddenly stopped.
"Wait a minute, have you heard any sound?"
The man grabbed his companion and turned around to look around. In the darkness, only the wind blew the trees and the sound of rustling sounds came.
"Did you hear it wrong?" The companion raised the lantern, and the fire shone on his face through the white paper. When it flickered, the bottom of his eyes under the fire shone, his pupils tightened suddenly, and a little sound came out from his throat.
"That's...what?"
Between the woods in the distance, the mist spreading in various shapes with the wind. At the moment the man made a surprise and suspicious words, the mist gradually changed color in the darkness and turned into a blue color.
Among them, the outline of the slim woman can be seen vaguely.
The red high heels walked past the wet ground, and the blue smoke seemed to come alive, lying at her feet and spreading rapidly. The next second, it rushed over with a howling like a wind.
In the rhythm of slender high heels trampling, Zhou Jin swayed his waist and walked over from the middle of the two. The poisonous smoke filled the woman's body quickly as soon as she walked.
The two shrine personnel standing there fell on the ground like mud. The light range of the falling lanterns was two faces with seven holes bleeding.
In the night, the sound of high heels stomping on the stone steps continued to spread.
Tower gate, Hallway.
There are many clergymen who patrol the night patrol. In addition to the main gods worshipped in this kind of high-level shrine, there are many treasures, which are stolen. Night patrols are naturally indispensable.
At this time, several clergymen who happened to pass by the Hallao were heard in his ears. He looked at the stone steps on the other side. Someone took out a flashlight and looked forward, but he saw a ball of blue smoke that instantly swelled up.
Just as I was about to open my mouth and shout, smoke penetrated my nose and mouth.
Then he retreated along his nose and quickly returned to the woman walking towards him. The patrolmen immediately covered his throat, his face twisted and blood filled with blood.
One after another, they fell on the routes the woman had taken.
At this moment, Kashima Shrine has been closed, and only the clergy can accommodate, work, and the lights are on at night. Most of them have fallen asleep. Except for patrols, most of them are working inside to handle the shrine affairs that have not been completed during the day.
Occasionally, someone raised his head and looked out the window.
I saw a beautiful and delicate woman standing behind the window smiling at him.
The man quickly put down his pen and stroked the divine crown on his head. Just as he was about to stand up, in the light, the gap below the door leaf, blue smoke poured in like flowing water.
His eyes were split and he screamed loudly—
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Time moves forward a little.
The rain stopped, and the accumulated raindrops dripped along the eaves of the main hall of the Divine Palace. The wind chimes at the corners of the eaves were jingling. On the second floor of the main hall, which was dedicated to the great master Wu Wengmao, there were vague candlelights illuminating the silhouettes of two people sitting opposite each other.
"......Shou Mingxun's plan is only beneficial for us clergy. If the eight million gods plan is launched, believers can see the real gods in the world. I can already foresee their fanaticism in their ears."
"I'm afraid the news about the Inagaki Priest's Priest has lagged behind. I'm here to tell the Priest's Priest that the gods are awakening."
"Success?"
"The divine seed can be stripped away separately and planted into the container."
In the courtyard behind the main hall, bamboo tubes filled with rain were poured into the water tank overwhelmed.
In the upper compartment, Akira Inagaki, who was in his fifties, stroked his chin and long beards. Looking at the young man who was only about thirty years ago, he nodded: "Ten years of funding have not been in vain. Shun Shou should have fulfilled his dream... Well... this is our great dream."
He reached out and pushed a cup of tea.
"What the Inagaki Priest said is that several experimental products have successfully awakened now. I believe that the great master Wu Wengmao (Kan Yu Thunder God) will soon be transported to Kashima Temple and settled in the main hall..."
The man picked up the tea and took a sip of it and said with a smile.
On the other side of the hall, a few panicked deer sounds suddenly came from the Deer Park, which attracted the attention of Akira Inagaki on the second floor. Just as he frowned, the young man opposite was still saying, "...... At that time, the number of believers will surge, and the Kashima Temple will probably be more prosperous than before."
In fact, everyone is tacit about some things. After all, it took so much effort, ten years, countless money, energy, manpower and material resources to build up the results. How can it be so simple to worship people and increase the prosperity of the shrine?
However, just as the man finished speaking, he heard a shrill cry coming from the nearby temple in the distance, followed by another "Ah-" scream, which instantly ripped into the window and entered the ears of the two of them.
"What's going on?"
"Go down and take a look!"
The two of them heard almost the same time, and they ran down the second floor and rushed out of the main hall gate, someone rushed over, but then the scream fell, and the night fell into peace again.
Wow—
With the sound of the trees waving, the main hall seemed to have entered a strange world, with only a few living people.
The clergy who arrived then rushed forward with lighting tools to check, but no news came.
Soon, the dark night ahead ignited red light.
"Someone sets fire-"
Akichi Inagaki roared, his beard trembled at this sound. The next second, the wind chimes at the eaves suddenly jingled.
The old man tilted his head.
With a loud breeze, his chest suddenly burst out with a bright red color. Before he could make a sound, his whole body flew backwards and hit the hall pillar on the side. A black iron cone fixed him tightly on it, staring at his sockets, still looking for something, but when he saw the outline of a figure, he swallowed his breath.
The iron cone that penetrated the chest cavity also turned into iron sand at this moment and flowed back down to the eaves.
The figure of the black cloak walked to the lights under the eaves, with a smile on his thin face.
"I said that Boss Xia is just a big deal. There are no psychics in a tourist attraction, but they are just ordinary people... or charlatans."
"Be careful...nothing is wrong." The sound of the electric python also sounded in another corner.
Then he stepped out.
Under the eaves, the remaining man looked at Akichi Inagaki who was falling down from the pillar with trembling tremblingly, murmured a few times: "Sacrifice..." and then turned around and ran away.
The next moment.
The raised foot, as soon as it fell, an arc was generated between the two feet.
The body that was running was directly fallen to the ground, and the whole body kept twitching, and the skin that could be seen by the naked eye became dead and cracked, and it disappeared after a moment.
Magneto, the electric python gathered together, walked straight up the steps, and opened the door of the main hall.
Behind them, footsteps sounded, and they slightly opened their bodies left and right, and a figure carrying a halberd upside down walked up the stone steps, and walked into the main hall of the divine palace.
I didn't even look at the statue of the god in the first place.
Go straight to the side, a display stand with a black Tangkou inside, which was more than two meters long. The electric python that followed frowned: "When did the horizontal knife become so long?"
However, what answered him was the sound of glass breaking.
The splashed residue and fragments scattered on the ground. Xia Yi took out the "Tang Cabinet" directly from it and opened it. The sheath was dark and rubbed with fingertips. The shaved skin originally wrapped around it had a clear sense of roughness. The ring head was an iconic diamond carving, but unfortunately, most places could be seen in wear.
Pull out clangly.
The blade is dull and slender, with a slightly subtle curve. The total length of the handle and blade is about 2 meters and 56 meters. The overall feeling is not as light as other swords, but the slender blade has a different murderous aura.
"A good knife... Although it is not a horizontal knife, it is indeed a real guy." Xia Yi, who has always been cold among the crowd, grinned with the moment he held the hilt of the knife.
The fingertips passed through the blade and wandered over it. The next moment, Xia Yi suddenly turned back and raised his hand to slash out in the air.
Magneto, the electric python just heard the sound of splitting in the air.
Over there, the moment Xia Yi put away his knife and returned to the sheath.
The towering statue of the martial arts hammer suddenly made a crackling sound, and the huge stone statue cracked from the shoulder to the waist, slantingly, pouring down with a bang, smashing the altar to pieces.
"Let's go! I got the stuff and it's time to go to Tokyo."
Xia Yi's voice came, and the electric python stared blankly at half of the statue. He almost got his mind and came to his senses. He picked up the oil lamp on the ground and threw it on the nearby cloth. He bounced his fingers and ignited the fire. Then he followed Magneto out.
Not long afterwards, a raging fire broke out in the main hall, worship hall, and coin hall. The fire light reflected red in half of the sky, black smoke rolled onto the clouds, and huge flames walked across the hall road with the backs of the four who were setting fire and left towards the stone steps.
Chapter completed!