Museum of Demons

It was five or six o'clock in the afternoon.

The sun seemed a little less scorching, but the leaves on the roadside were still wilting.

The dust on the ground is filled with sultry heat.

In the alley to be passed by after school, an old man was sitting on the ground with some small objects in front of him. He looked very old and was alone. There were not many people coming and going, but there were a few, but I don’t know why. Regardless of whether it is a man or a woman, an old man or a child, when passing by this old man, they all turn a blind eye.

The old man didn't care about these, he just smoked the dry tobacco.

Suddenly,

A shadow fell upon him.

Finally, there was a customer in front of his booth.

It was a monk, but there was no ring scar on the top of his head. He was wearing a black monk's robe with a collar and wooden clogs on his feet. It's over, layman.

The old man stared at him from the corner of his yellow eyes, retracted, and said:

Son of the Mogi family, why did you come here?

The monk in black sighed and replied:

I didn't even want to come.

But something happened to Dashan Jinshen before. His daughter, the goddess of Mount Fuji, died. Dashan Jinshen was very angry and summoned many mountain gods to visit his shrine. But for some reason, among the mountain gods summoned by him, there were also Many were killed shortly after.

Even some shrines with great reputation and history were slaughtered.

Even the Yasukuni Shrine was burned by the flames swept by a mountain wind, and part of the souls of the military gods enshrined in it disappeared. It was said that it was improperly managed, but in fact, I went to see it, and it was deliberately destroyed. Yes, the souls of many military gods even left some hands and feet, just throwing them on the ground, almost like a demonstration and mockery.

The owner of the shrine was found dead in the shrine. He died by caesarean section. His head disappeared. The scene was bloody and horrific. To be honest, it was a bit disgusting.

This is a big thing, so it alarmed the great gods.

Amaterasu's omen came from God, and the reason came from Shenzhou, so I took the opportunity to come here and look for you.

The old man's eyes flickered, and he said slowly:

Didn't Amaterasu Omisami fail to foresee why the killer would do it?

The monk in black simply shook his head and said, No, or rather, there is no reason.

No reason?

The monk in black nodded, thought for a while, stretched out his hand to pick off a leaf at random, and explained: It's like we reach out to pick leaves and flowers, which are very important to plants, but we don't care, I hate this plant Do plants have to pluck their leaves? No, so am I doing it for profit? Nope.”

I just picked it off casually, and I didn't think about it in this action.

It's the same with the person who did it. He doesn't care about any hatred or interests at all, and it's not a conclusion drawn after weighing the pros and cons or after careful consideration, so his killing is also extremely pure...even Grace, is the kind that doesn't need reason. killing, as if as long as he was there, he would do it.

This behavior is so natural that it doesn't need a reason.

The old man couldn't help but said: ...Aren't there any survivors?

Yes, that's one of the reasons why I came to Shenzhou.

The monk in black said: The only surviving person is a six-year-old child with the blood of Shenzhou. He was separated from his parents at the time and saw the murderer in the shrine. Seems to have helped him take down the balloon that flew up the tree.

The old man was silent for a while, and said, I see.

He knocked on the slate with dry tobacco and said:

Shenzhou has indeed undergone many changes during this period of time. When you come here, be careful.

The monk in black asked, Actually, I don't understand why you have stayed here for decades?

The old man's eyes were cloudy, he glanced at him, and said lightly: This is the only one of the four major gods in the Age of Gods that has been completely inherited. This land is full of treasures. The Buddhism back then found new possibilities here. Then it invaded our hometown and gave Shinto a chance.

At that time, Buddhist temples were self-respecting and even more powerful and prestigious than ordinary daimyos.

Now that a new era is coming, this is an opportunity, an excellent opportunity, we are born in this era, how can we let it go easily?

The monk frowned and said, But it's too dangerous here in Shenzhou, aren't you worried?

The old man laughed and said: Dangerous, China is indeed vast and profound, but now it is only the first stage of spiritual energy recovery, and it has only been a hundred years since the spiritual energy has risen on a large scale. Limited, this may be the disadvantage of too much land.”

They can only maintain a rough stability now, but they are a little stretched when they are allocated to each city.

I don't need to face the strongest practitioner in China.

I just have to be careful and don't let them find me.

So I don't use our Sakurajima magic. I just find the artifacts that are buried in this land, and then disperse them, so that evil spirits can be bred on these artifacts, and each one can be hidden. When the time comes, as long as the 'disaster' is detonated, it will bring a big trouble to Shenzhou.

That's what they said, the embankment of a thousand miles is destroyed by ant nests.

Besides, I also have the blessing of the gods, and everything is safe.

The eyes of the black-clothed monk and the old man fell on the delicate geisha doll. The monk stood with one hand on his chest, saluted slightly, and said:

Yes, with the blessing of the gods, you must be safe and sound. The shrine is still waiting for you to go back and preside over it.

The old man did not answer.

He has wandered on the land of China for more than fifty years, and he dare not think about stepping out of China.

It is good for him to hide these ancient relics with him, and he can move quietly, but once he intends to transport these ancient relics from China, he will be directly searched by the special operations team, and may even attract the Zhengyi monk who granted the five thunder talismans cross-examination.

The old man uncovered this topic, looked at the god, and said:

There are eight million gods in our country. In this era, they will definitely be able to forge brilliance.

All things are spirits. For ordinary people, they just use fabricated myths to deal with them, but do you know why there are eight million gods in our country?

The monk's family is well-known, and he knows a little about the truth hidden in history, but he doesn't know much. He motioned to the old man to tell the story. The old man first respectfully worshiped the divinity entrusted to the baby, and then slowly opened his mouth and said: :

That's the real myth, and it's history.

In the initial era, there was no distinction between gods and gods. All the gods were originally one, and their divinity gathered into a sacred tree that pierced the heavens and the earth. The sacred tree was connected to Gao Tianyuan, and its roots went deep into the underworld. It is incomparably great, and all the gods are conceived in this sacred tree, sleeping, and have never been to the ground.

Then finally one day, an extremely majestic condor descended from a distant country.

Many gods in the Shenmu shouted loudly, ordering this condor.

They ordered the eagles to scratch the roots of the god tree with their sharp claws; they ordered the eagles to tear off the tough bark, and they ordered the eagles to break the tall branches. , but finally it was slowly torn out of the cracks.

At this time, many gods worked hard together, and finally they were born from the sacred tree, and they kept pushing and rushing to all directions. The emerging divinity sprinkled the kingdom like light rain, fell on the bridge, fell on the trees, Fall into the wolves. Those who fall on the bridge will turn into bridge girls, those who fall on the trees will turn into wood spirits, and those who fall into the wolves will become mountain gods.

The rain of light lasted for three days and three nights, and eight million rainwater fell, so all things have spirituality and have the foundation to become gods, and eight million gods have been formed.

In the end, because of this reason, the gods who were finally free danced, but the eagles refused to leave for a long time, so the gods used their wisdom and bravery to finally surrender the eagles, and they ordered the eagles to leave quickly. , don’t come back, otherwise it will definitely be killed.”

The monk was thoughtful. He knew that the sacred tree in the legend should be the original divinity that was born in the kingdom. He asked curiously:

Then why didn't the condor appear in the myth again?

This time, it was not the old man who answered, but the exquisite geisha doll and the divinity attached to it. His tone was ethereal and indifferent, with the indifference and calmness unique to gods: Because he died.

died?

Yes, if you dare to disobey the gods, you will naturally be punished by heaven and die long ago.

PS: The second update today... 2,700 words~