I Forged the Myth of the Old Ones

"Each shrine is actually a cage. Using torii gates, techniques, and enchantments, we will store the filth near the island. Every New Year, Lord Godko will take action to remove these filth one by one. Purify."

Hongye explained that her clothes were attached to the arms exposed by Lu Bian's short sleeves, and the texture of the silk was very delicate. The arms of the two people contacted each other through the clothes from time to time, confirming the existence of each other.

"In other words, those dirty things will be suppressed in the shrine for a whole year?"

Lu Bian couldn't help asking.

"What if there is a problem in the middle and run out?"

"The purification fire of the Son of God cannot be extinguished, so each purification will cause permanent abandonment of a certain area and cannot be used for a long time. As for the problem of leakage, aren't we investigating it now?"

Hongye raised her eyebrows.

"Since the side effects of purifying fire are so great, why use this to exorcise evil spirits, can't other methods work?"

Lu Bian didn't have time to feel Hongye's softer arm than expected, so he only asked curiously.

"At least, pure fire can make mankind destroy later."

There was a hint of helplessness in Hong Ye's tone.

"Sir Shenzi is amazing. She has endured an unbearable burden for ordinary people. The reason why I want to become a son of God is not for fame and power. When I was young, the village encountered filth, and it was the pure fire of the son of God that rescued me. I came out, and since then, I have made it my duty to be that person.”

"But you didn't become the Son of God."

Lu Bian said subconsciously.

"That's because of my incompetence. The current Son of God, she used to be my good friend. I know very well that she is gentle, strong, and has the power to break through all difficulties. She is indeed the best candidate to become Son of God."

Hongye sighed with emotion, stepped up the stairs, and grabbed Lu Bian's wrist.

The calluses on her tiger's mouth and fingertips rubbed against the skin of the land, which was different from ordinary girls, and had a different feeling.

"Maybe you just lack luck, why don't I teach you to sing the song just now, it can really bring good luck."

Lu Jun said stubbornly.

"No need."

The autumn leaves crossed the last step and passed through the tunnel formed by the long torii gate, and in front of it was the dark Washima Shrine.

"By the way, I saw some people on the island who could recover even if they were fatally injured. Is this also a form of pollution?"

Lu Bian looked at the imposing building and asked casually.

"Is it like this in your eyes?"

Hongye let go of Lu Kian's hand.

The fog on the mountain seems to be thinner, more stars can be seen, and it is more open.

"In my eyes?"

Lu Bing didn't know why.

"The form of pollution is not just sanity and madness, but more cognitive changes, or self-alienation."

Hongye briefly explained two sentences.

"Those polluted things are actually no longer in human form. Just like the man you saw during the day who was hit by a rickshaw, he was essentially just a mess of dirty flesh."

"That is to say, in my eyes he is human, but in fact he is not?"

Lu Bing took a breath.

"That's right, we call this kind of obstacle, just like invisibility. Change is the same thing. The more you know about the world, the harder it is to be hindered by obstacles. It seems that you know more than you show. ."

Autumn leaves go to the shrine.

"We just walked in so swaggeringly?"

Lu Bian followed behind her.

"What did I tell you just now?"

Hongye stopped a little and asked.

"Good luck?"

Lu Bian replied immediately.

"barrier."

The red leaves are helpless.

"I'm using the barrier technique now, and normal witches can't see us, as long as you get close enough, like just now."

"I see!"

Lu Bian felt that this ability seemed very convenient.

If you can master this ability, wouldn't you be able to ride the roller coaster indefinitely without queuing up!

He couldn't help but look forward to it.

Lu Bian and Hongye held hands and walked towards the worship hall.

There was indeed no one at the shrine at night. The lonely money box was empty. Hongye came to the front of the temple and looked around.

"Strange, even at night, the shrine should still have people who follow the shrine."

The tall and grand building was like a monster at the moment, with its teeth and claws dancing, and the shadow cast by it was heart-pounding.

Behind the pillar, under the ropes, and behind the ema, there seemed to be something spying on the two of them, waiting for an opportunity.

"It seems like no one has been here for a long time."

Lu Bian reached out and touched the top of the Sai money box lightly. He glanced at it just now, and there was really no money in it to take.

The fingertips were dusty and thick, and they didn't look like someone was cleaning them.

"You said just now, how long ago was Utashima attacked by the fog?"

"A month ago"

Hongye seemed to have thought of something, and dragged Lujian and walked quickly towards the main hall.

Then, Momiji and Lu Kan saw the despairing scene.

The witches in white robes and red hakama were sitting on the side of the road one by one, lined up and standing opposite each other.

They all wore the masks of the society and remained motionless.

Behind the witch, stood a man in a white hunting robe, the same mask covering his face, and the same motionless.

These people seem to be holding some grand and important ceremony, and they have a solemn feeling.

At the end of the road, on the stage, sat a priestess.

The witch was not wearing a mask, revealing her face.

It was a pale face mixed with blue and black, as if lifeless.

She remained in a sitting position and just died on it.

At this moment, Lu Bian also knew very well that all the people present had died.

They have been dead for a month.

From the very beginning, when the mist of uncertainty invaded, all the people in Utashima Shrine were wiped out.

Their bodies were not even moved and disposed of, just displayed here.

"So"

Lu Bing thought.

"While we were on the island, who was the agency that checked us out?"

===104. Fog ===

Before answering Lu Han's question, Hongye realized something more important.

"It's getting foggy."

A faint mist filled the bodies of those corpses.

These mists looked no different from Shan Lan, but intuition told Lu Bian that this thing was dangerous.

At the end of the day, it is very doubtful why the bodies of those who died a month ago can still remain uncorrupted.

According to his poor biological knowledge, after a person dies, the microorganisms in the body should begin to decompose the corpse. A corpse that is a month old is placed in the wild. If it is not treated with embalming, it will not be human.

But the bodies were intact.

Lu Bian could only think that the microorganisms in these corpses and the microorganisms in the air had all died.

So, what is there to do this?

The fog began to drift away, and with the wind, it drifted towards Lu Kizuna and Hongye.

"It's time to run."

Lu Bian immediately grabbed Hongye's wrist, dragged her and ran out.

However, outside the shrine, a thick fog seemed to surround them as well.

"Try not to breathe these mists, ahem."

Hongye coughed and covered her mouth with her sleeve.

She and Lu Bian looked at each other and saw that the pure white mist was about to cover the road down the mountain, so they rushed towards it.

Lu Bian also used the bottle to fish into the fog, and closed the bottle cap numbly.

The two entered the fog.

Unlike normal fog, this fog does not appear wet, and when it hits the face, it has obvious graininess like a sandstorm.

Even though he covered his mouth and nose, Lu Bian still inhaled a little mist. Immediately, he felt a burning sensation in his throat and lungs. Those fine particles in the air combined with the alveoli, blocking its oxygen absorption channel. Yes, the mist flowed into the blood, giving birth to more qualitative changes.

Lu Han's eyes were red, as if he was about to spill blood. He glanced at the red leaves beside him. The witch's eyes were also red, and the whites of his eyes were full of bloodshots. However, from the red leaves, a faint light appeared, which seemed to form a barrier. Block the intrusion of mist.

"Is this the magic formula?"