I Forged the Myth of the Old Ones

Soon, he arrived at his destination.

The main hall of Wajima Taisha Shrine.

In the courtyard stands the Shenzi Pavilion.

Amber is right up there.

The priestess disappeared, leaving only the guarded priestess standing at the entrance of the yard.

Lu Jian looked at the attic again.

He took out the [Twisted Mask of Pain] and put it on his face.

Turning into smoke, Lu Juan sneaked into the moonlight and soared towards the Shenzi Pavilion.

===360. Above the Attic===

Naturally, the guarding maiden didn't notice Lu Lian, who had turned into a gray mist.

Those ravings lingered in Lu Jian's ears, he ignored them and continued to move forward.

The hall was very empty, and there seemed to be no one else here at all.

The Jinghuoyuan is also among them.

Lu Jian glanced at the other courtyard.

Quietly.

Although it was late at night, Lu Jian didn't notice any trace of human presence at all.

He decided to take a look at the Fire Purification Academy first.

The smoke continued to drift, and Lu Jian got into the fire purification courtyard.

When he came to this room, he found that there was nothing here.

None of those retired god sons, not a single one.

"Have you moved in yet?"

Thinking about it carefully, this son of God has been in office for 37 years, and her previous one has been in office for so many years, and she may have passed away long ago.

And she's just out of office, maybe checking in somewhere else.

Lu Jian entered the house, and he saw that the furniture inside was neat and tidy, but there was no trace of anyone using it.

The tables and chairs are covered with a thick layer of dust, which obviously cannot be achieved in a year or two.

After turning around, Lu Jian came to the main hall.

Although according to the shrine, the main hall is the residence of the gods, but if there is a god in this world, it must be the cherry blossom tree, so the main hall should be very empty.

Lu Jian's [True Vision] also told him that there is nothing special in this hall.

Curiosity made Lu Jian get into the main hall.

He saw that there was nothing in the empty hall, and the mysterious moonlight shone in, and it was lonely.

No, not nothing.

On one side of the main hall, there is a shelf.

On that shelf, there are countless jars.

Seeing this scene, Lu Jian quickly realized what it was.

He moved closer.

Each jar has a name written on it.

Nagai, Daisy, Irino, Yayoi...

The jars look old and new depending on the time.

There is no doubt that these are the Sons of God of the past.

The ashes of the sons of the gods of all ages were placed here in this way.

In the deep darkness where not even the moonlight can shine, the remains of those who once protected this world are neatly placed like this. They are not enshrined by ever-burning lamps, and no one comes to pay homage. It is more like some kind of shady seal. thing-like.

Amber may one day become a part of it.

Lu Jian sighed.

Coming out of the main hall, Lu Jian took another look at Zige.

He hesitated, but finally decided to go and see Amber.

At least see her one last time.

Turned into smoke and dust, when approaching the high attic, Lu Jian first discovered one thing.

There was a lock on the attic door.

Not just one, but several locks.

These locks are full of burn marks, but they firmly and surely locked the door.

And this is the only entrance to the Shenzi Pavilion.

It was only then that Lu Jian noticed that Shenzi Pavilion didn't have any windows.

This whole building is like a sealed jar.

When he realized this, Lu Jian's heart skipped a beat.

"Could it be that the process of becoming the Son of God is the process of alienation?"

Lu Jian thought to himself.

In A Quiet Place, only pollution can resist pollution.

Is it possible that clean fire is another level of pollution?

Rely on the clean fire to eliminate the filth, and the clean fire itself is pollution. In the end, the entire Wajima will become the land dominated by the clean fire. If human beings cannot adapt to the clean fire, civilization will disappear?

And all of this requires a carrier.

This carrier is the Son of God.

This and Dao Taisha, this Shenying, is a bondage.

Bondage in order to allow the process of self-contamination to proceed peacefully.

"amber......"

Lu Jian had some bad premonitions.

This door is locked by Kohaku who is sitting inside.

After the former Shenzi Jinghuo was passed on to Koha, this lock was set up to prevent Koha from escaping.

"Wait a minute, in the final analysis... Can Shenzi really leave the Shenzi Pavilion?"

Lu Jian reacted.

He has been in Hedao Taisha for so many days, and he has never seen Shenzi.

In fact, no one has ever seen the Son of God, except for the old witches who are in charge of handing over the Son of God.

After the Shenzi Pavilion is locked, can Shenzi really leave here, and only climb up the Shenzi Pavilion when there is filth, and shoot the arrow of pure fire?

For so many years, if Shenzi had never left the Shenzi Pavilion, how did she survive as a human being?

Lu Yi's heartbeat started to speed up.

He felt he had touched the edge of Kazushima's deepest taboo.

If you continue down, you may encounter something bad.

Some things that he doesn't want to see and understand are right in front of him.

Just above the Shenzi Pavilion.

He hesitated for a moment.

But the last sliver of luck still made Lu Jian decide to continue going up.

Like smoke, he rose under the moonlight and came outside the door of the Shenzi Pavilion.

He caught a whiff.

A smell that shouldn't be here.

Burnt smell.

That is, the choking smell left after the fat of a certain animal is burned.

hum-

Lu Jian felt a buzzing in his ears.

The good news is that his earlier guesses may not have been correct.

The bad news is that the reality may be worse than that speculation.

Facing this door, Lu Jian stopped in mid-air, and finally chose to go in.

Turning into light smoke, Lu Jian got into the locked door.

The first floor of the Shenzi Pavilion is very empty, except for the scorched burn marks on the walls, there is no trace of human existence.

The burnt smell became more and more intense, and Lu Jian felt a little hot breath.

"amber?"

Lu Jian called out tentatively.

He went up to the second floor.

The Shenzi Pavilion has three floors, the second floor is a little smaller.

But there are more things.