I Created Myth Of Old Ruler

2021-12-01   on Section 361 360. attic   stationed there will be no witch became aware of the fog Lu Yi.

Those babblings linger in Lu Yi's ears, he just keeps on moving forward as if there is nothing.

The shrine is very empty, and there seems to be no other people here.

Jinghuoyuan is also among them.

Lu Yi glanced at the other courtyard.

Quiet and quiet.

Although it is late at night, Lu Yi is completely unaware of the presence of human presence.

He decided to take a look at the Jinghuoyuan first.

The smoke continued to drift, and Lu Yi got into the Jinghuoyuan.

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

There are no retired gods, none of them.

"Isn’t it because you haven’t moved in yet?"

Think about it, this son of God has been for thirty-seven years, so she has been for so many years before, maybe early Has passed away.

And she has just stepped down, maybe checking elsewhere.

Lu Yi entered the room 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 one or two years.

After a round, Lu Yi came to the main hall.

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

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

Curiosity made Lu Yi get into the main hall.

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

No, it's not nothing.

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

There are countless jars on that shelf.

Lu Yi saw this scene and quickly realized what it was.

He leaned closer.

Each jar has a name written on it.

Chang Ming, Daisy, Irino, YayoiThe   jars show different old and new according to the time.

There is no doubt that these are the gods of the past.

The ashes of the sons of gods in the past are placed here.

In the deep darkness that even moonlight can’t reach, the remains of the people who once protected this world are laid out neatly. They are not enshrined by the eternal light, and no one comes to worship. It’s more like It's like a sealed thing that doesn't see the sun.

Amber may become a part of it someday.

Lu Yi sighed.

After coming out of the main hall, Lu Yi glanced at Shenzi Pavilion again.

He hesitated, and finally decided to see Amber.

At least see her for the last time.

Turning into smoke and dust, Lu Yi first noticed one thing when he approached the high attic.

There was a lock on the door of that attic.

Not just one, but several locks.

These locks are full of burn marks, but they firmly, definitely, lock the door.

And this is the only entrance to the Shenzi Pavilion.

Lu Yi then noticed that the Shenzi Pavilion did not have any windows.

The whole building is like a sealed jar.

Lu Yi's heart jumped when he noticed this.

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

Lu Yi thought.

In a quiet place, only pollution can resist pollution.

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

Relying on the clean fire to eliminate the filth, and the clean fire itself is pollution. Eventually, the whole Hedao 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 Dasha Shrine, this sakura, is a bondage.

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

"Amber"

Lu Yi has some bad feelings.

This door lock is locked by Amber sitting inside.

After the current god child purifying fire was passed to Amber, this lock was set to prevent Amber from escaping.

"Wait a minute, after all. Can the god son really leave the god son pavilion?"

Lu Yi reacted.

He has been in Hedao Taisha for so many days, and he has never seen the son of God.

Actually, no one has ever seen the Son of God except for the old maidens who are in charge of the handover of the Son of God.

After the Shenzi Pavilion is locked, can the Shenzi really leave here, only board the Shenzi Pavilion when there is foul, and shoot the arrow of clean fire?

For so many years, if the son of God had never left the pavilion of the son of God, how did she survive as a human being?

Lu Yi's heartbeat began to accelerate.

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

Continue down, you may encounter something bad.

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

Right above the Shenzi Pavilion.

He hesitated for a moment.

But the last fluke made Lu Yi decide to continue.

Like smoke, he ascended in the moonlight and came outside the door of the Shenzi Pavilion.

He smelled a smell.

A smell that shouldn't be here.

Burnt smell.

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

Om——

Lu Yi felt a buzzing in his ears.

The good news is that his previous guess may not be correct.

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

Lu Yi faced this door, he stopped in midair, and finally chose to go in.

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

The first floor of the Shenzi Pavilion is very empty. Except for the burnt marks on the walls, there are no traces of human existence.

The burnt smell became more and more intense, and Lu Yi also felt a bit of scorching smell.

"Amber?"

Lu Yi exclaimed tentatively.

He boarded the second layer.

There are three floors in Shenzi Pavilion, and the area of ​​Second Layer is smaller.

But there is more.

Lu Yi saw that, in addition to the burnt black traces exactly as the first layer, there were long trailing traces on the floor of the second layer.

Yes.

That is, after humans have lost the ability to act, they rely on their hands to crawl on the ground and leave traces.

The trace moved towards the first floor, but failed to reach the stairs.

On the handrails of the stairs leading to the third floor, there are more traces of fingers grabbing.

The blood flowed from the end of the finger, and he scratched it on the wood, leaving five fingerprints one after another.

The burning breath is getting stronger and stronger.

"Amber, are you there?"

Lu Yi asked.

There is no response.

He climbed up the third floor along the stairs.

The third floor is no longer empty.

The ashes of wood and straw that have not been burnt are everywhere. Here, the burning smell of the flame has reached its peak.

Lu Yi quickly found the source of this burnt smell.

She is standing right in the middle of the room.

The chain fettered her body and fastened it firmly to the central pillar.

On the pillars, countless finger seals told her fear and despair at that time, horrible to see.

On the scorched, dry, and mottled body, there are only a few fragments of the gorgeous clothes. The golden crown that the burnt hair cannot hold has turned black and fell on the feet like dry wood.

That face still maintains an expression of horror and despair, but the beautiful amber eyes are no longer visible, only deep, dark eye sockets, shriveled and withered The cheeks are derived from the most instinctive expression of fear.

She still maintained the appearance of holding a bow in her hand. The pale flame formed a bow, which was burning quietly in her hand, lighting up here, and bringing a scorching breath.

This is the priest maiden of the current Wajima Taisha.

This is Amber.

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