I, Wang Ha, the Assassin of Three Red Warriors

The old man of the mountain looked at the Huaxin woman who claimed to be the dragon god standing in front of him, and indeed felt the slightest breath similar to restraint from her. (Hua Xin: The woman is 24 years old)

"I am Hassan Sabah, the lord of the mountain. It is a little rude to have never visited the owner here since I came here."

After the Dragon God and the Mountain Master briefly introduced themselves, they exchanged a few words and then went directly to the main topic.

"I have obtained the details of the incident in Japan from the world. I would like to thank Mr. Shanzhiweng for his generous action to quickly calm down the chaos and completely control the situation. Otherwise, the consequences would be unimaginable."

"It doesn't matter, I just did it casually. The most urgent thing is to restore this almost collapsed human history as soon as possible."

"What the old man of the mountain said is very true. I don't know what you think? To be honest, this is the first time I have encountered such a difficult thing since I became an agent."

The Royal Sister Dragon God sighed sadly, showing an expression of distress. She really couldn't think of any solution that could solve this matter without violating the laws of heaven and earth.

People who die cannot be resurrected from the underworld, which is one of the most basic rules for the maintenance of heaven and earth.

It is allowed to use some heaven-defying magic to resurrect a person, because according to the principle of equivalent exchange, as long as a sufficient price is paid.

But in terms of the number of people killed in the war in Heianjing, don't think about this kind of magic that goes against the sky. Even if you drain all the resources at hand, you probably won't be able to resurrect a few.

However, those who are in charge of life and death in the underworld cannot provide convenience because of the rules. This is the first problem that needs to be solved at present.

After listening to what the dragon god said, the old man of the mountain was silent for a moment, and the evening bell sounded faintly in his ears, guiding him to make a decision.

"Leave this matter to me."

"If those who escape the predetermined life span are those who violate destiny, then these people who died early due to the war that should not exist this time also violated their destiny."

"As long as the concept of the Heian-kyo war itself is killed, that's enough."

Although people from the underworld in this world cannot intervene, this regulation cannot restrain the old man of the mountain, and he is also capable of solving this difficult problem, so naturally he will do his part.

After thinking for a few seconds, Yujie Longshen felt that there was nothing wrong with the old man's method, so she immediately agreed.

But the man of the mountain is not an omnipotent person. He can wield the sword of death and kill the concept, but he cannot create things out of thin air to fill this gap.

After all, if you want to completely cover up this war that shouldn't have happened, you need to make people who have experienced this incident not notice the abnormality.

And the people in the whole city collectively lost their memory, and found that they seemed to be missing a day or two, but this was definitely the biggest anomaly.

After being reminded by the old man of the mountain, Yujie Longshen also realized this problem, but she didn't worry too much about it at all.

"Don't worry, Mr. Mountain Master. Regarding matters of memory and history, I have already thought of a suitable candidate to come forward, who can absolutely perfectly restore the collapse of human history."

Chapter 133 Divine Beast Bai Ze

The Royal Sister Dragon God soared into the clouds and rode away in the mist, but she didn't let the mountain man wait for long before he came back with two more people.

Standing first was a centenarian holding a wooden crutch, with white beard and hair, and a slightly hunchback, with a kind and gentle smile on his face from beginning to end.

Following closely behind the old man was a girl with long light blue hair wearing something like a bachelor's uniform. She seemed to be a little afraid of strangers. She was hiding behind the old man and secretly looking at the ferocious-looking mountain man.

"Old man Baize, you're polite."

The old man on crutches took two steps forward, looked up at the man of the mountain, and performed a particularly ancient ritual.

"Bai Ze? The mythical beast of ancient China? The one who wrote "Bai Ze Spirit and Monster Picture"?"

Hearing the words, the man on the mountain asked back, even though he hadn't been to that familiar yet unfamiliar land for a long time, he never left the relevant knowledge behind.

"That's right. The divine beast Bai Ze that the Yellow Emperor met back then was just old."

After the old man Bai Ze finished speaking, he turned slightly to reveal the girl behind him, and raised his thin palm to touch the top of her head twice, looking very loving.

"This girl's name is Huiyin, she is the granddaughter of an old and incompetent woman."

"I can't inherit Bai Ze's name right now, but when I mature, I will be responsible for taking over the historical record of Japan's small land, so I brought her here to have a look this time."

At the signal of old man Bai Ze, the well-educated Huiyin took a few steps forward and came to the mountain man, saluted respectfully:

"Hello, Grandpa Weng of the Mountain, Huiyin is very polite here."

The old man of the mountain nodded slightly, and immediately repeated the previous self-introduction, and the two sides have met for the first time.

However, the man of the mountain who didn't know much about Bai Ze's ability still didn't know what the other party would do, so he directly raised his own questions.

"So, how can you erase the history that has happened, and how can you fill this blank period?"

The task of the old man of the mountain is to bring back to life the innocent people who lost their lives due to the war in Heian-kyo, that is, to kill the concept of the war event itself.

Bai Ze's mission is to help the Mountain Man deal with the aftermath, settle things that are beyond the Mountain Master's ability, and return human history to a normal trajectory.

"Hehe, our divine beast Bai Ze has the ability to 'swallow and create history', and we guarantee that no one will find any inappropriate anomalies."

The old man Bai Ze is quite confident about this, because he has not known how many times he has handled such things.

After all, for the king of a country, Bai Ze's ability is really the best tool for creating a glorious history.

"But the old man's ability is also limited, so some preparation and help should be needed here to achieve the best results. After all, history is not so easy to tamper with."

Old Man Bai Ze stretched out his hand to stroke his white beard that could hang down to his chest, and explained his abilities in a long and short manner.

As far as so-called history is concerned, the occurrence of simple events cannot be called history. Only when it passes through someone's hands and records and is passed down as history can it be called history.

In fact, it did not happen, and fabricated facts can become history, and vice versa, events that happened objectively can also be erased from history.

The fact seen from one perspective is history.

This is the truth of Bai Ze's ability, and the difficulty of the old man Bai Ze is that he can't just fabricate history at will, otherwise he can't stand any scrutiny.

And history that cannot withstand questioning and inspection cannot be considered successful at covering up the collapse of human history, and there is no guarantee that other mistakes will not occur in the future.

"Therefore, we must find someone who is very familiar with the local area to write down this false history, and then we can create it according to the above description."

The old man of the mountain fell into deep thought after hearing the old man Bai Ze's words, but it didn't take long for him to think of a candidate who could take on such an important task.

"I have someone here who can recommend it. He lives in Heiankyo and is familiar with the local area, and has been engaged in editing related work. It is expected to be sufficient to complete the conditions required by Bai Ze."

"Oh? There are not many children who are obsessed and interested in history like this nowadays, who is it?"

"Hinata Rei."

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The underworld, right and wrong hall.

Si Yingji, who had been working overtime for an unknown amount of time, finally finished dealing with the last ghost on the blacklist.

She threw the bamboo stick representing the criminal law down the hall, and waved her hand to signal the cold-faced god of death to drag the ghost away and throw it into the corresponding eighteen levels of hell according to the verdict.

And after working overtime to deal with all these troublesome guys, Siji Yingji still couldn't get off work to rest, because there was still a pile of abnormal files that needed to be dealt with.

For this large number of people who have come to the underworld to report to the underworld collectively despite the fact that their life span is over, Siji Yingji does not dare to send them to reincarnation easily without receiving clear instructions from the Tenth Palace Yama.

He could only order his Death God to take care of these ghosts first, and wait for her to report the matter to get approval before proceeding.

"Let's take a long vacation after finishing this work. It's been a while since I visited the Master of the Mountain. I really want to hear more about death from him."

Siji Yingji leaned back on her chair, looked up at the ceiling of the merits hall, and murmured in her mouth.

And when Siji Yingji stretched her waist and was about to get off work, the letter of request she had just sent to Shidian Yan Luo with magic was approved, which made the girl's eyes widen in shock.

"There are so many strange things happening today. In the past, why would I have to wait ten days and a half for a reply?"

"After all, there are a lot of busy work in the underworld, and new problems arise all the time. Letters to Lord Yama of the Tenth Palace must also be queued up in order."

Siji Yingji murmured softly to herself, picked up the approval letter and opened it to read, but after reading it, there was only a capitalized '愚' on her face.

Because the order of Yama of the Ten Palaces is very simple, this abnormal matter will be handled by the old man of the mountain, and it is good to let her fully cooperate with it.

"As the Angel of Death in the West, how could the Master of the Mountain get involved in the internal affairs of the East Underworld? This is not in compliance with the regulations."

Although Siji Yingji didn't feel dissatisfied with this order, she, who likes to follow the rules, subconsciously got into a corner.

"Forget it, maybe the Lord of the Mountain has friendship with the adults of the Ten Palaces of Yama. The matters between these big shots have nothing to do with me, a little judge."

But while Siji Yingji was still analyzing and interpreting the order in her hand, Yujie Longshen had already opened the passage between the underworld and the human world and sent the old man of the mountain and others there.

A Li, who was caught out of nowhere, is still in a state of bewilderment, and was thrown along with him without understanding the current situation.

Recently, due to an outing for inspection, Hieda Ali has not stayed in Heian Kyo. Before leaving, he kept sighing that he could not attend the wedding of Horaishan Kaguya.

Therefore, Hida Ari escaped his inevitable death in this way, and he is still working hard to compile the "Gushiji".

But according to common sense, it is impossible for her to survive in the underworld as an ordinary person, but with the protection of the old man inside and outside, it is not a big problem at all.

"My lord of the mountain, what is going on here? Here, where is this place? Look at it, it makes you shiver."

Ali Tian huddled beside the old man of the mountain and asked anxiously. In fact, she was quite afraid of ghosts in her bones, not to mention that there were countless ghosts dangling in front of her eyes.

"This place is the underworld, I will tell Ru Ming the details later."

While talking, the old man of the mountain took off his black cloak and put it on Hieda Rei.

"Wrap this cloak well, and you won't be in danger of your life in this underworld."

Huiyin, who was following the old man Bai Ze, observed everything in the underworld curiously, and didn't seem to be very afraid of these ghostly things.

As the mythical beast Baize who claims to "know astronomy and geography from above, and trivial matters from below; know the future through the past", his strong thirst for knowledge and exploration are indispensable.

The old man of the mountain looked at the long Huangquan Road and the Bianhua flowers blooming on both sides. Although the scenery is different, the breath is not much different from that of Youzhigu.

He raised his feet and took steps, followed by a low and gentle voice.

"Let's go, go to the Right and Wrong Hall to pull out the case file to confirm, and start to solve this trouble as soon as possible."

Chapter 134 The Story of Bamboo

Walking along Huangquan Road to the bank of Wangchuan River, the old man of the mountain looked at the vast river and stopped, as if he was thinking about a way to cross the river.

"Young Lord of the Mountain, don't be so impatient. The Dragon God should have already communicated with the underworld, so he won't miss out on these details."

As soon as the old man Bai Ze finished speaking, he slowly rowed out a small boat from the Wangchuan River filled with mist, and leaned against the bank.

Standing at the stern of the boat holding the paddle, the death girl was wearing a blue dress, her gorgeous red hair was tied into double ponytails, and she was wearing thick-soled wooden clogs.

It was Siji Yingji, who had been notified in advance, who specially dispatched the god of death, Onozuka Komachi, who was responsible for taking them across the Wangchuan River.

After Onozuka Komachi landed on the shore, he bowed respectfully, then straightened up and said:

"Lord Shan Zhiweng, Lord Bai Ze, Onozuka Komachi, the ferryman of the Lower Styx River, was ordered by the judge of the four seasons to welcome a few of you."

Of course, the old man of the mountain knew Onozuka Komachi, so he nodded slightly in response, and then boarded the small ship first.

After Grandpa Shirasawa and Hireda Rei sat firmly on the boat, Onozuka Komachi pushed the oars and left this shore, heading for the other shore that symbolizes death.

The gods of death who are responsible for ferrying ghosts to the hall of right and wrong all have the ability to "manipulate the distance", and the width of the Wangchuan River will be determined by the amount of ferry money the god of death collects from the deceased before extradition.

It stands to reason that the more money, the shorter the distance.

Ferry money refers to all the property around the deceased at this time.

It is said that all the property is not all the property owned by the deceased, but the sum of the money spent by the close people around the deceased for the deceased.

If the total property owned by the deceased is negative, the gods of death will be thrown directly into the river from the ferry on the way.

This is why after a person dies, he must be buried with dignity and a large amount of paper money must be burned.

Otherwise, the deceased would not even be able to cross the Wangchuan River safely, so what about reincarnation and reincarnation?

But for this task this time, even though Onozuka Komachi didn't have any money, he still had to row the boat obediently, and couldn't even think of throwing the guy who didn't pay into the river to take a bath.

In other words, it is right not to dare to rise up.

However, due to the relevant ferry regulations of the underworld, she is not allowed to use her ability to shorten the distance between the two sides of the strait without getting the ferry money.

Therefore, Onozuka Komachi, who could not be lazy, had no choice but to row the entire length of the Forgotten River and send the Yamanoyo and others to the other side.

On the shore, Siji Yingji had already stood here waiting for a long time, the work of the trial has been taken over by another judge, and her current task is to act as an assistant to solve the war in Heianjing for Bai Ze and the old man of the mountain to offer comfort.

"Sir, Lord of the Mountain, it's been a long time since we last seen each other. How have you been lately?"

Shiki Yingji, holding a stick of repentance, greeted the Mountain Master. Although the Mountain Master now wore a mask, the pure death energy exuding was enough to identify him.

"So what if I'm an idle and retired person? It's just a normal life."

The Old Man of the Mountain responded to Si Yingji's words, and then went straight to the point and entered the theme, acting vigorously and resolutely.

"You should already know the general things. The purpose of our visit this time is to restore the collapsed human history in Heian-kyo. I wonder if the relevant files are ready?"

Siji Yingji naturally understood the priorities of the matter, and she didn't care about continuing to talk about the past with the old man of the mountain, and returned to the posture of a capable judge.

"The files on the recent ghosts in Ping An Capital City have been sorted out. Please come with me."

Under the guidance of Siji Yingji, the old man of the mountain and his party went straight to the side hall of the right and wrong hall.