The Uncanny Valley Travel Guide

Without any hindrance, the figure of Shijiang Naginata Rider is like a huge sculpture standing in the dark night, except for the dark blue will-o'-the-wisps jumping faintly in the eye sockets, there are almost no signs of life.

They finally entered the tallest building in the center of the city that never sleeps. They heard the willows and lowered their bodies to observe secretly. The main body of the building is made of warm red jade. The tassels are tremblingly layered and vertically arched, and the clouds are steaming and rosy as the golden light flows, like a heavenly palace formed by clusters of red and red sunsets.

Although the Taifu has secretly escaped from Abo Qiyuan, the top here still radiates unparalleled brilliance, and I don't know what method was used to achieve the effect.

With a strong smell of alcohol, the wine cart slowly led them in another direction. Before the servants yelled to unload the wine, they jumped down lightly. Du Zijun spread his fingers and made a gesture of splitting up.

This is also their common strategy. The team of Du Zijun and Xie Yuanyuan can form a situation where the frontal attack is as fierce as fire, and the side attack is as cold as ice; while the team of Wen Zheliu and He Qin is the invincible king of killing. For this reason, avoid the edge for the time being.

He Qin nodded, and they split into two groups, circling upwards along the vermilion stairs.

The luxury of Awagihara's interior decoration is far beyond the imagination of the four, with shades of red everywhere.Here, the pure vermilion is the most noble color in the city that never sleeps. No girl dares to wear a large area of ​​vermilion. Only when she is in the middle of the oiran road, the Taifu will pull her long hair into a towering Libingo, with a tortoise shell on her hairpin. Comb the long hair with coral and coral, and lacquer gold flower decorations around the temples, showing the beauty of clarity, silence, beauty, and relief, and then put on a scarlet Chinese dress, with a long and thick belt woven with gold threads, which is graceful from the waist. It hangs down to the upper of the shoe, and finally puts on the heavy three shackles.If it is Yoshiwara in the human world, Taifu needs to step on the ground, but here is the land of the underworld where all ghosts are carnival, so Taifu, as Amaterasu Daiyu, will start from the top of Awakihara all the way, and she will walk in the sky paved with Xiaguang and flying flowers On the road in the middle of the world, the ghosts lay on the ground, and they could only see her winding and gorgeous skirt, as well as the radiance that shone like a great sun. The mighty cherry blossoms drifted from the end of the sky to Huangquan, more beautiful than any tide in the world. Moments of ebb and flow.

Therefore, deep red, light red, rouge, red red, red scorpion, deep sea old tea... The colorful reds are all over the interior of Awaqiyuan, and there are traces of gold in them, but they are never dazzling. These rare colors are quaint and beautiful, turning into tall and gorgeous ukiyo-e paintings all over the walls. Wen Zheliu took a closer look and found that it seems to be a coherent story. As long as one climbs slowly along the whirling long ladder, Can bring them all into view.

The two of them closed their lips in a tacit understanding and walked slowly up the stairs.This splendid and huge volume of Ukiyo-e is hardly a product created by manpower. The lines of the earth are pure gold, as if the people on it are walking in the golden city in the sky, and the blue ocean rises from the sky above the golden land. Crossing it, the sea and the sky hang upside down, and there are bustling sentient beings walking among them.

"What is this... Gaotianyuan where the gods live?" Wen Zheliu asked in a low voice when there was no one around.

"Not sure, let's have a look." He Qin replied.

The picture scroll unfolds slowly, the people of the golden land cast nets in the sky, and the nets are full of beautiful fish and dragons like dragons, and the jade-colored peach trees grow all over the field, all of which are full of bright red peaches, people cut down the clouds in the sky As gorgeous clothes, it is warm spring all year round.Strong and handsome men sing loudly, and there are beautiful and light women dancing. They wear golden ears of wheat or emerald jade walls, and their bodies radiate light.What a beautiful scene that is so relaxing and fascinating, it seems that just looking at it can make you smile with joy and satisfaction.

"It's Gao Tianyuan," He Qin pointed at the characters on the Ukiyo-e, "The details of their clothes and accessories are subtly different, but what they wear on their heads are all crowns of fate."

"In Huangquan Country, why did you draw such a picture?" Wen Zheliu frowned and pondered, "Look further down."

The two slowly turned around three more floors. Apart from the singing and dancing villains, other characters finally appeared in the Ukiyo-e.

Two human figures in white robes clinging to each other appeared at the end of the golden land, and behind the palace made of bronze and pure gold was a group of wild dragons dancing.These two people had no faces, and they couldn't tell the difference between male and female, but they were taller than the others. They wore the crown of fate on their heads as bright as the sun and moon, and they held the scepter of the ancient snake in their hands.

"Izanagi...Izanami!" Wen Zheliu was startled, and subconsciously, those two ancient, ethereal and honorable names had escaped from his lips.

This pair of brother and sister gods is the origin of Japanese mythology. They were married around the jade pillar of the sky and gave birth to many gods in charge of the world. Seeing their images, I couldn't help but think of whose territory this is.

The kingdom of the underworld is the land of the goddess of the underworld, Izanami. Does this mean that they will also meet her in this world, that powerful and resentful ancient god?

"When Izanami gave birth to Kagu Tsugami, the Fire God, he was burned by the flames that the Fire God naturally carried, and he has been bedridden ever since," He Qin said, and as they climbed the steps, there was really a scorching golden glow. A red flame rose from the Ukiyo-e, hovering like a roaring dragon, "She died soon after."

The color of the picture gradually dims, the wind and rain, the color of the sea and sky are as gray, the peach trees are withered, and the gods are all mourning.The corona-wearing human figure covers his face and looks like weeping. At his feet is a burning baby.

"Izanaki was furious because of this, and he howled day and night. His tears flowed from Izanami's bedside, and a god was born from it, named Tizawa Girl Life." He Qin continued, "The pain of losing a lover, No matter how difficult it was for him to restrain himself, he drew out his ten-fist sword and said to Vulcan—”

In the mural, Izanagi held a sharp sword and mercilessly slashed at the head of the crying baby.

"—Even if you are the son of God, you don't deserve to be forgiven." He Qin said softly, "This sword is the Heaven's Tail Feather Zhang and Heaven's Feather Feather Slash, which were later used to punish Yamata no Orochi."

Wen Zheliu looked at the Ukiyo-e, it was like going back in time, the past reappeared, the mourning shown by the ancient myths was so tragic and moving, Izanagi was no longer a proud god and king, he was just a lost lover and lost A reasonable man, he does not believe that his wife will die in a mere childbirth, how is it possible?She is Izanami... She is his sister, his wife, the twin with him, and the emperor who rules the sky, earth and sea with him!How can such a noble woman who is as bright as the sun and the moon lose her brilliance because of one childbirth, and be separated from him?

The grief was so extreme that nothing could be forgiven.In the scene where Izanagi drew his sword and slashed at Vulcan, the lines were extremely tense, and the thousands of miles of sunlight gathered behind the man to form a thin cloud. Even without facial features, Wen Zheliu seemed to be able to see through the pen through the back of the paper. A face that looks like a god and a demon, crying and ferocious.

how dare you!Thunderous roars echoed in his ears, as if this scene happened right in front of his eyes right now, right here.Izanagi was furious, crazy and unstoppable, and issued a death sentence to his son, a baby who could not speak: He is just a lowly bastard, how dare you? !

"Later," He Qin took his hand and went up to this floor. There were already the sounds of female officials and servants walking in Awaqiyuan, "Izanagi missed his wife too much, so he went down to the underworld..."

Wen Zheliu was still immersed in the artistic conception of the picture, suddenly a voice came from the front, and a strong smell of alcohol escaped with the air, making it too late for the two of them to finish the mural, so they had to stop talking immediately.

Ghost wine pine.

"Send it to the top," the soft female voice said softly, "Be careful, the husband is gone...you have to learn to protect yourself, understand?"

A dozen girls answered "Yes" in a low voice, they looked at each other, and flashed out from the corner. It was a row of about 15 maids, all wearing kimonos with small sleeves and white flowers, and belts with small eagle knots. It's a timid, pure and lovely appearance.The first one looks slightly bigger and more mature than the others.

They hugged the pitch-black ghost wine pine, tried their best to avoid getting the flammable liquid on their bodies, and walked to the depths of the winding corridor. He Qin and Wen Zheliu had no time to look again, so they had to follow closely behind, silently.

The maids came to a red silk curtain, and the bamboo branches and leaves planted on both sides were scattered, automatically forming a pair of lonely long hands, and opened the curtain for them. There was an area of ​​about [-] square meters inside, and the two of them walked together. After tentatively sneaking in, I heard a maid muttering nahantically: "Oh, why do you feel that your weight is heavier today than before?"

Rather sensitive, He Qin took a look at Wen Zheliu.

"Shut up!" The leading maid said coldly, "The grand master is gone, still restless, do you want to die?"

There was a sudden silence inside, no one dared to speak out, after a while, the curtain opened, Wen Zheliu looked up, and immediately froze.

The front has changed a lot, the space in front of it is so vast that it can hardly be seen at a glance, as if there is only one room on the whole floor.The floor glowed with strange black and red colors, and the black crane candlestick stood quietly. On the highest seat, there was only one figure sitting, neither male nor female, nor old or young.

Wen Zheliu's expression changed due to the strange murderous intent coming towards him, and He Qin had already brought him into his arms, avoiding confronting him head-on.

... the city lord.

After a face-to-face contact, Wen Zheliu's back was already in a cold sweat.He was so shocked that he couldn't speak, and he couldn't say what he saw at that moment, but the loneliness and sadness deeper than the sea, and the rage and sorrow thicker than the sky all rushed towards him together.The humming sound of the woman singing and singing lingers in his ears at the same time. The singing is so lingering. It tells the story of the lover after a night of fun. story.It was an ancient love song, but the affection flowing in the song was more venomous than the strongest poison.

Who is it?

...Who would sit here, who would indifferently sing love songs of love while looking forward to the end of the world?

Wen Zheliu grabbed He Qin's hand and wrote a word in his palm, "Yi".

He Qin held his hand instead, the palm was hot and strong, and quickly dispelled some of the anxiety in his heart.

After hearing that the city lord had the habit of getting tattoos, Wen Zheliu kept thinking, could this city lord, who has never seen his head or tail, be the one He Qin mentioned before, the person sent by Muspelheim this time?But after listening to the story narrated by the Holy Son, Wen Zheliu felt suspicious again. So far, the strongest He Rui sent, namely Hela, Fenrir, and Yemengard, unless they come this time The strength of people far surpasses them, and it is possible to play Huang Quanguo's Amaterasu's life in the applause, but who else?Judging from the ranking level in the myth, could it be that the world-destroying black dragon Nid Hogg came in person?

Now, he suddenly got a brand-new guess—could this city lord, whose whereabouts are treacherous and who has thousands of faces, be Izanami himself?That's why she was able to change her appearance countless times, and even the light of Tianzhao couldn't kill her, let alone the momentary illusion I felt just now... If it wasn't another god, who else could have such unimaginable power?

Thinking of this, Wen Zheliu took a deep breath and felt that the blood all over his body was cold.

He Qin wrote three words on his hand, "Come here", and led him to slide across the floor quietly and quietly, hiding among the lamps.This is the little trick that the Holy Son told them. The light of the candle can perfectly cover the traces of hiding, and even the shadow will be diluted to the point where they cannot be seen.

The maids have already filed in, lighting up a bright fire in the room.

The fire light from the ghost wine pine wood is really staggering, even the purest cinnabar and blood red are not half as good as this color, just like a coquettish dancer swinging her blood red skirt in the center, revealing the same blood red sharp high heels underneath.Along with her dance, there was also an unbearable heart fire and high temperature——as soon as the fire burned, the temperature of the empty room increased by ten degrees almost instantly. The two people who were far away were also sweating from their foreheads.

Wen Zheliu adjusted the hidden props and talisman papers on his body, and heard the person in the high position ask softly: "What's the matter, haven't you found it yet?"

There is no distinction between men and women in this voice, only the tone is unspeakable, like a snake swimming in the dark.

The maid lowered her head and replied with a voice like a gnat: "Yes, my lord, the Taifu has...hasn't come back..."

"What a naughty little thing," the high-ranking ghost sighed with emotion, "is she really so cruel that she refuses to take you?"

This question was very bad, and the maids buried their heads as low as they could go, silent like a flock of little quails.

"Ah, no, I'm really too curious, too curious..." The city lord stood up and walked down the steps slowly, exposing his body to the flames little by little. Wen Zheliu saw that the robe he was wearing was also the same. The color is as pure as the night... like a mournful burial dress, dragged to a far corner, "A long time ago, she left without authorization once, and I punished her servants slightly, and she was furious and killed It took me 250 times to give up... Alas, she is really a young Amaterasu girl who is as energetic as a little lion. What about this time? What is the reason that made her run to Awaki again regardless of your lives? Yuan went outside?"

He asked a question, but the maid below trembled and did not answer.

"Do you know the reason?" He approached the flames and opened his arms at the same time, as if to embrace the deadly flames, "What's wrong with her, she refuses to stop again and again... Could it be that the position of the husband is not noble enough, Is she trying to get rid of my control completely, is she going to rebel?"

After a pause, the city lord smiled coldly, and said softly, "...otherwise, why would she guide outsiders here and still hide in the place she once hid?"

a bolt from the blue!The chill of being stripped of his underpants instantly surged into his heart. The concealment props and talisman papers were all useless to him. From a moment on, the whereabouts are all under the control of the city lord!

Wen Zheliu jumped up suddenly, He Qin's golden pupils were fierce, and the sword in his hand was like a dragon flying out of the sea, rushing towards the target, but his movements were so comfortable and light, as if he was just brushing away while walking in front of the court. A piece of falling flowers.

Flowers will fall into the soil, and the one that is blown away by this knife is usually someone else's head!

At the critical moment, the city lord suddenly sighed.

"A quick knife," he said.

He Qin's pupils shrank slightly, and this had never happened before. The saber was moving like lightning, and the speed at which he wrapped Wen Zheliu's waist was also as fast as lightning. Wen Zheliu jumped more than ten meters away, and jumped down from the broken window!

Wen Zheliu's five fingers have already produced four more ghost bone boomerangs, each of which has quenched the water of the underworld. Even if the opponent is really Izanami, they cannot cross the red line that guards the border between the world and the dead country .But the sound of the wind was fierce, and there was a clear sound of bouncing around. The figure of the city lord wrapped in a black robe chased after him relentlessly, respectfully, and at the same time smiled strangely: "What a fast knife! Why don't you use it to continue fighting Are you looking at me? With such a sharp edge, surely even the gods of Huangquan can be cut in half?"

He Qin didn't answer, only a line of bloodstains that got longer and longer, together with the fabric lines of the shirt, silently spread along his left shoulder.

The blood meandered down, and Wen Zheliu realized that his wound came from He Qin's knife light that was returned!

Never before... This is never before!

The more critical the situation was, the calmer he was able to calm down. Wen Zheliu grabbed He Qin's hand and led him down into the sky towards the street leading to Yang's House.The city lord followed closely behind, giggling and saying, "What audacity! Where else do you want to go?"

Huge murderous intent came like a tsunami, and no other creature would survive in the earth-shattering flood. Wen Zheliu knew that they had miscalculated each other's strength and identity, and it might be a bad night.

The time for the curfew has arrived, the lights in the Yang house are sparse, and it is difficult to find pedestrians on the street.At this moment, a flying flower came obliquely from the air, rolled and passed in front of the city lord.

flower……?

The city lord's smile couldn't help but pause for a moment.

Where did the flowers come from?