Behind the Scenes: From Pirates to Tokyo

Chapter 86 Torii
"when!"

Suddenly, a carriage pulled by two cows appeared at the end of the dirt road.

There are more than a dozen vans behind the carriage, which seems to be a convoy.

Looking at the style, it is the kind of ox cart that the nobles and nobles sit on in ancient costume dramas.

The car body is covered with gold leaf, and the curtains with family patterns cover the appearance of the nobles in the ox cart.

If it follows the routine of the Dahe drama, the person sitting inside must be a beautiful and beautiful lady from a famous family, the kind who can make people's heart skip a beat when they lift the curtain of the car.

And around the bullock cart, there are more than a dozen masked people wearing official costumes. According to the rules of the year, they should be guards and guards of honor-although no one wears this kind of official costumes in modern times, but in those shrines The costumes on the male priests are similar to this one.

It is wide and has strange lines, and it looks quite bloated when worn on the body.

The faces of this group of people were also covered by a piece of white paper, on which an eye was drawn with a brush.

There is only one eye, which occupies the entire paper.

Although there is a breeze blowing from time to time, the faces of those people are always covered in mist, like a mosaic, and it is impossible to see clearly.

They held various things in their hands, some were blank paper for sacrificial offerings, pouring them as they walked, and some were bells.

The bell that rang on the dirt road just now came from this man's hand.

Among the people present, only Nanao Shiranui dared to look directly at these eerie 'ancient people'.

It's not that she is brave, it's just that she is so frightened that her body doesn't obey the control, so she can only stand like this.

A gust of wind blew up the curtains on the bullock cart.

The appearance of the nobles in the inside is also revealed in front of everyone.

"Crack~squeak~"

The person sitting in it is not some noble lady who is overwhelmed by the country and the city, nor is it even an old man.

But...

eye.

Dozens of hundreds of individual eyes are squeezed in the window, wriggling frantically like crowded cockroaches looking at the outside world.

And because these eyes are of different sizes, the largest is [-] to [-] centimeters, and the smallest is half the size of a human eye, so when they squirm, they are like mechanical gears that have gone off track, rolling against each other, as if they will break free in the next second The bullock cart rushed to the outside world.

But when Nanao Shiranui was found to be looking at them, these eyes also stopped moving, staring at Nanao Shiranui.

"when!"

Another bell rang.

The curtain of the car fell slowly, covering the crowded sight.

After suddenly losing the pressure brought by these tens of hundreds of eyes, Nanao Shiranui's figure suddenly relaxed, almost sitting on the ground.

She had never been so nervous in her life, absolutely not!For just that moment, Nanao Shiranui felt that her whole body was going to be wiped out!

There are more than a dozen vans behind the ox carts, and they also advance with the ox carts.

"Then, what the hell is that..." After watching the bullock cart go away, a public security officer knelt on the ground and gasped heavily.

"Shh, you are dying, dare to say such a thing." The person next to him immediately blocked his mouth, "The bullock cart hasn't gone far yet."

Fortunately, everyone in the bullock cart was still moving forward at the same pace, not caring that someone was speaking ill of them.

"Crench."

The bullock cart stopped suddenly when it reached the open space in front of the Imperial Palace.

The gate of the Imperial Palace was closed. Normally, the door looked simple and elegant, but now it looked full of yin and qi, as if it was a hellish mansion inside.

"when!"

Another bell rang, and the van that was originally in the rear switched to the front and opened the compartment.

"Crash."

The white rice poured out of the first seven carriages was crystal clear and extraordinary.

It's just puzzling why the rice used for eating has to go directly to the ground like this.

And the carriages that were emptied out in the back did not contain any gold and silver treasures, but long knives, bows and arrows, and armor, all of which were used for fighting in battle.

Those masked people who had their own jobs were also standing quietly with their hands down, their heads lowered.

But the things in the door seemed to need these two things very much. After only four or five seconds, all the things on the ground disappeared.

The door that was originally closed was slowly opened.

To be precise, there were more than a dozen skinless, blood-red arms and palms holding the door and pulling it towards the inside.

The whole building is like the belly of a human being, and the opened door seems to have been cut in the belly with a knife, tearing the flesh into the belly.

Like the face under the white paper, the inside of the gate was also shrouded in gray mist, with their eyes they couldn't see anything inside the gate.

"when!"

Watching the gate open, the bullock cart started to move slowly again.

Accompanied by the entourage, the ox cart slowly drove into the Imperial Palace.

The whole dirt road has reverted back to deathly deposits.

"What should we do, I'll contact the headquarters..." A public security officer took out his mobile phone.

But no matter whether it is a mobile phone or a communicator, there is no signal at all.

Either there are signal jammers in this area, or they are... not in Tokyo now, at least not in the modern metropolis.

Compared with the former, the latter is obviously more credible.

"We're not in Tokyo, so where are we..." The policeman asked himself, "The underworld?"

The concept of the underworld does not only exist in China, but also in Japan.

"Then we are dead? Isn't it? I just came out to have a meal. Why did I die?"

The few public security officers who already know that the supernatural world in Japan is emerging in an endless stream are somewhat psychologically prepared for the status quo, but those ordinary people who are innocently involved are not the same.

Although those who can work and live in the Marunouchi area are social elites, or have prominent family backgrounds, the books have not taught what to do in the current situation.

Many people knelt on the ground when the bullock cart passed by just now, just like the common people who knelt along the street when they saw nobles and daimyos in ancient times.

But just as everyone panicked and cried and cried, the mist that enveloped everyone in front of them suddenly dissipated.

The ancient streets that looked like hundreds of years ago have also changed into the appearance of modern Tokyo.

"Huh? Are you back now?"

"Great, great, was it my hallucination just now?"

"No, it's not a hallucination, you see..."

"Look at the Imperial Palace..."

Countless eyes fell on the direction of the Imperial Palace.

The small square that was supposed to lead to the gate of the Imperial Palace was now shrouded in gray mist.

"!"

A huge black-gray torii gate stands impressively in front of the Imperial Palace.

It is about 30 meters high, much higher than the Imperial Palace wall.

"Torii..." As the granddaughter of the shrine priest's family, Nanao Shiranui naturally knows what the torii represents, "the gate of the boundary between gods and humans."

(End of this chapter)