my weird life.

Chapter 422 Gathering (12)

Jianzhen changed the fixed law of Rashomon to accommodate the living?
Jianzhen again...

Jianzhen, who fled to Dongliu Island in embarrassment after the fall of Daming Temple in the Tang Dynasty, was extremely active in Dongliu Island. 'Rashomon' are closely related.

According to rumors,
Part of the sacrificial rituals of Dongliu Island's "Shintoism" was also evolved from his changes to the ritual rituals of Buddhist Vinaya.

There are many legends about Jianzhen here.

This great monk left so many traces on Dongliu Island, is he planning something?
"Speaking of which,

Are those living people who are lured into Rashomon still alive in Rashomon, or have they died after entering the gate? "Su Wu didn't ask Yuan Laichao too much about 'Jianzhen'.

When he goes to Kyoto this time, he will definitely look for an opportunity to visit the 'Zhaodai Temple'.

Waiting for the opportunity to find Jianzhen.

Minamoto Yoritomo was stunned when he heard that,
Then he shook his head and said, "I have never seen a living person come out of the Rashomon, and even now I have never seen anyone enter the Rashomon.

In today's legend,
Woodcutters, monks, samurai ghosts, samurai wives, thieves, and city gate guards were the first to enter Rashomon.

But they have become cunning.

Whether the rumors are true is hard to say.

So I really can't answer Master Zhuzhao's question.

This matter is still difficult to verify. "

Su Wu nodded, looking at the mist floating at the fork ahead.

Seeing this, Minamoto Yoritomo hesitated for a moment,
Afterwards, he still bowed and said, "My lord, why don't I leave the team and take the initiative to lure that Li Gui hiding around to lure me, so that I can enter another world. I'll try to contact you again!"

"no need."

Su Wu shook his head and rejected Minamoto Yoritomo's proposal.

He looked at the floating mists,
There seems to be another world hidden behind the fog, and it seems that there is nothing behind it.

"It's still the same as avoiding the patrols of the Changchuan Kingdom's patrolling warriors before. You first hide in the shadow world, and I will do the rest." Su Wu made a decision.

Minamoto Yoritomo was overjoyed, nodded repeatedly and said: "My lord can make a move, then it must be safe!"

Su Wu glanced at him.

This person originally wanted him to check on the situation.
It's just that I was afraid of his strength and didn't dare to mention this matter in front of him.

So retreat to advance,

Volunteer,

In order to induce him to make a decision.

Su Wu knew exactly what this person was thinking.

He didn't care too much about anything.

——If there is an emergency in the future, Minamoto Raito and the people he dragged into the shadow world can become the best scapegoats.

Su Wu's shoes tapped lightly on the ground,
In the shadow under the feet, thick black liquid like asphalt surged out, and suddenly turned into black-scaled pythons, dragging Minamoto Yoshitomo and others into the shadow world.

But in an instant, he was alone.

He glanced around,
Sensing the vaguely strange rhyme here, he still walked towards the fork in the road where the lost warrior was.

tread, tread, tread...

An invisible rhyme lingered around him.

Before taking a few steps, Su Wu's feet were submerged in the air-like soil under his feet.

There was confusion in his eyes.

If the situation encountered by Tsuna Watanabe's Samurai team was the same as his own,
It is very likely that they cannot avoid the soil under their feet that will submerge people's feet invisibly and make people unable to pull out their feet, and then they will be completely buried by the soil and die in the soil.

No matter how another Li Gui hidden in the dark seduced them, Tsuna Watanabe's samurai team could not pass the level of "Li Gui in the mud" in the first place.

But they were once stationed in this deserted village,

I also sent news of the paper crane to Minamoto Yoshitomo.

Could it be that it was only my own group that triggered the murderous law of "Sly in the Mud"?
Before waiting for others,
Tsuna Watanabe's samurai team passed here, but they didn't actually trigger the killing pattern of "Li Gui in the Mud", and were directly lured to another world by "Li Gui suspected of being a Rashomon"?
During the moment when Su Wu's thoughts turned,

The mud wrapped his calf silently, gradually spreading to his knee joints.

He pulled out the big red lotus womb with no expression on his face, and slashed at the soil under his feet.

next moment,
The originally unreal soil became fluffy and moist,

It made Su Wu feel their existence.

The soil no longer flowed silently, but solidified in place.

Su Wu stood on one foot, and the other foot kept swinging from side to side. After breaking away from the dirt, he pulled out the supporting foot.

Shadows wrapped around his feet silently.

He went on,
The mud wriggling like quicksand wrapped around his feet again——

This time, this kind of soil that exudes a faint charm and is similar to 'quick sand' has covered the shadows on his feet, causing Su Wu's feet and shadows to sink into the depths of the soil together!

This cunning hidden in the mud,

Even ghost hands can tolerate it!
Every time the big red lotus fetus is cut, it seems that it has not 'cut' it, but only temporarily blocked its killing pattern!
Su Wu pondered for a moment,

The figure retracted into the shadows.

The next moment, he appeared under a short tree in front of the fork in the road.

The moment his figure got out of the shadow, fluffy mud shook off the shadow that covered his whole body and gradually fell off, gathered under his feet, and continued to wrap his feet!
It's like a tarsal maggot!
This strange law of killing is subtle,
If its area can cover the land of a city, I am afraid that the human beings in a city will be submerged in mud by it unconsciously. As long as their feet are submerged in mud, ordinary people have no possibility of getting out!
"interesting."

Su Wu murmured to himself, and exchanged a bowl of soul-recovering rice from the simulator.

He sprinkled rice on the soil under his feet,

The originally silently flowing soil immediately slowed down as the white rice mixed into the soil, and finally solidified and compacted.

"The soul harvesting rice is compatible with the flow of a part of the rhyme,
In this way, instead, the rhyme cannot be evenly distributed in the soil and gravel, which also leads to its flow being blocked.
And because the rice grains will infiltrate deeper into the soil in the slow flow of the soil.

As a result, the flow direction of the soil is no longer uniform, and they attack each other, and finally harden into blocks. "

Holding half a bowl of harvesting soul rice, Su Wu made a summary.

He put away the rice, stretched out his feet and continued walking.

Those rice grains infiltrated into the soil turned into fine powder under the continuous compaction and extrusion of the soil, and that part of the soil resumed its flow again.

Su Wu also didn't expect that a handful of rice could paralyze a cunning law of killing,
As long as this method is effective in the short term, he is already very satisfied.

The snow-white rice grains were continuously sprinkled into the flowing soil under Su Wu's feet,
He walks slowly,
An inexplicable feeling gradually emerged in my heart.

The fog that shrouded the surroundings stopped flowing, and after Su Wu broke through the heavy fog, he walked into the deserted village that had been searched before.

This time, the deserted village was no longer unpopular.

Several horses were chained in a dark corner, making slight noises from time to time.

Other horses were wandering around the village untethered, and their owners were nowhere to be found.

Su Wu approached a house with a better view,
I saw the fire in the fire in the house, and a man and a woman were sitting by the fire facing each other.

The woman faced the door, her pretty face was full of caution.

Kneeling beside her was a dwarf old man with long ears.

With his back facing Su Wu, the man sat cross-legged against the wooden pillars supporting the beams of the house.

tread, tread, tread...

Su Wu's eyes moved slightly,

Stepped into the house.

As he approached the house, the horses tied in the dark corners around the house, a nearby courtyard, a short tree at the corner of the path, etc. were quickly shrouded in darkness, overturned, and finally disappeared without a trace .

There was only this burning house left in all directions.

"Is this a tricky manipulation?"

There was a golden light in Su Wu's eyes,

A row of golden cobras rose side by side from behind his head,

The fiery red figure of the jet-black lion on the head of the guardian Ma Lahan is contained in the outer wheel of the body,
Inside the outer wheel of the body, Su Wu's mental energy radiates outward through the wheel of the bright sun!

If so!

The darkness that overwhelmed all disappeared without a trace,
The burning house before my eyes disappeared without a trace!
In the dark sky,
A city gate tower that is about to collapse stands on the ground, surrounded by a group of green will-o'-the-wisps.

On the plaque on the gate tower, there are three mottled handwritings of 'Rashomon'!
In the gatehouse.

Around the man and woman sitting opposite each other and the long-eared dwarf old man that I saw earlier, stood distorted figures - there was a bloody hole in the chest, and there seemed to be a miserable green eye in the hole, and the blood was dripping all over the body. warrior;
Beautiful as a flower, her clothes are torn, revealing most of her chest, but that chest is covered by a Prajna ghost face;
A woodcutter with a bundle of firewood on his back and a beautiful dagger hidden in his waist, the dagger at the woodman's waist is dripping black blood continuously;

The ferocious black-clothed thief had a sinister smile on his face at this time, and a three-pronged tongue protruded from his mouth, and on the tip of each forked tongue was a human head that continued to defend himself;
And, leaning against the wall, an old and haggard monk in cassock.

Samurai, beauty, woodcutter, thief, monk.

The cold and strange rhyme brushed Su Wu's back,

He looked behind himself,

He saw two very old soldiers, surrounded by ghost lights, walking towards him.

These two are the 'city gate pawns'.

The six images of Rashomon are gathered here.

This situation made Su Wu realize something in his heart.

Rashomon, who had been lingering in the area of ​​Kyoto, now appeared near Jade Mountain.

Looking at the current situation,

It seems that it is actively attracting people to trigger its own "rule" of containing living people and releasing strange things.

Yuan Laigang said earlier that it is actually more difficult to trigger this kind of law of Rashomon——Gai Yin Jianzhen tampered with the law of killing Rashomon.

Thinking of this, Su Wu glanced at the monk sitting alone in the corner of the city gate.

Would a monk dress so formally?
Wearing a cassock and a monk's hat.

Not like a monk traveling far away for alms,
Rather, it looks like the eminent monk of a temple, the head abbot.

Su Wu's eyes moved away from the monk who didn't seem to have any distorted image, and instead stepped closer to the two men and women who were not very clear about their current situation.

It is more difficult to trigger the law of Rashomon,

This should also be the reason why 'An Gang' is still staying here?

"An Gang-jun."

Su Wu walked up to him and called out to the man who turned his back.

He has seen the identity of this person.

It is An Gang, the master craftsman of An Gang's Sword Forging Institute - An Gang!
(End of this chapter)