I, Wang Ha, the Assassin of Three Red Warriors

There is a thick stack of papers piled up in the empty hall, but the most detailed and useful information has already been screened and transcribed.

"Master Yamanoyo, do you want to resurrect the dead in Heianjing in a special way, and then use other means to modify people's memories?"

Shiki Yingji took out the collected information and handed it to the old man Bai Ze, while asking about their next plans.

After getting an affirmative answer, Shiki Yingji sighed quietly, raised her hand and flipped through a few pages in the information before saying:

"This approach is undoubtedly feasible, but there is still a problem to be solved."

"In the past two days, in addition to those who died of abnormal Yangshou exhaustion, there are some people who are just about to die, but these people have already gone to reincarnation."

The old man Bai Ze frowned slightly when he heard the words, and after thinking for a few seconds, he slowly opened his mouth and said:

"If there are any important people in it, then you really need to be cautious, but if it's just ordinary people in the countryside, you can ignore it."

Siji Yingji also nodded, agreeing with old man Bai Ze's point of view.

"This is exactly what I'm worried about, because there are indeed a few people in high positions in the human world. If they disappear without any reason, there will inevitably be another setback."

A Rei, who had been standing behind without saying a word, took two steps forward and asked softly:

"I don't know who these people are? If they are officials in Heian capital, I should know all of them."

Siji Yingji swiped her finger on a row of names on the information, and read out the names of the four unlucky ghosts.

"Prince Ishisaku, Right Minister Abe, Otomo Dainagon, and Ishigami Nakaton."

"These four people happened to have exhausted their yang life during this period, and their souls went to the past life and could not be resurrected."

The old man of the mountain listened quietly to the conversation of several people, and turned his eyes to Barinida Rei who was wrapped in a black cloak.

"A Li, your task this time is to write a history that can replace the original events, can you do it?"

Hida Ari pondered for a moment, and found that if he only started from the Heianjing War, it would be impossible to deal with it perfectly, because the causal logic cannot be perfectly restored.

"It is possible, but if you want to completely cover up the original history, you must replace it from the source. Grafting halfway is not feasible."

The old man Bai Ze stroked his beard and nodded, he seemed to agree with Barinida Ali, he couldn't help asking:

"Then what do you think is the right time to start? As long as you can describe it completely, I can create it."

"When I was on the boat just now, Lord Weng of the Mountain has already told me about the ins and outs of the matter."

As a historian, Rei Hida's ability in his professional field is absolutely beyond doubt, and he soon had a general idea and idea in his mind.

"The core of the war in Heian-kyo is undoubtedly the princess of the moon, Mount Kaguya Horai. Whether it is the initial turmoil that turmoiled the country, or the final tragic ending, they are all inextricably linked to her."

"Therefore, it must be reshaped from the moment Penglai Mountain Huiye descends to the ground, because this point in time is the beginning of everything that follows."

Hida Ari’s point of view is very well-founded. It was approved after everyone researched and discussed and confirmed that there were no problems. Fortunately, the time span is only half a year, and it is not too burdensome to write in the form of historical biography.

"My lord, I don't know how to deal with your existence in this history written by me?"

After hearing Hidden Ali's question, the man of the mountain weighed it for a moment and then gave his answer.

"Erasure it. I am not a person of this era, nor should I exist in this period of history."

After hearing the answer from the old man on the mountain, Hida Ari was not surprised, because in her opinion, such a detached existence as the old man on the mountain would not care whether he could leave his name in history.

"understood."

"Then this period of history is mainly centered on Mount Penglai Huiye, and by the way, it is enough to explain the few high-ranking officials who cannot be resurrected."

Hida Ali came to the side hall and sat down at the table, picked up the brush and began to write on the paper, writing down the necessary elements one by one.

"Although it is intended as a substitute for the original history, it is not the real history. Strictly speaking, it can only be regarded as a story."

The pen in Ali Tian's hand paused for a moment, and after a long time, he wrote four big characters on the title.

"In this case, let's call this book "The Tale of Bamboo".

Chapter 135 The Clock: Why Is Getting Knocked Again

After obtaining the desired information in the underworld, the old man of the mountain and others quickly returned to the human world.

Although Hieda Rei is wrapped in the mountain man's cloak, as a living person, she still cannot stay in the underworld for too long, otherwise her lifespan will be shortened.

Himari and Horaizan Kaguya had already fallen asleep at this time, and Fujiwara Meiko felt relieved after being fed a soothing potion by Yashi Eirin, and no longer had nightmares.

The next day, a group of people returned to the bamboo house first, and then Hida Ari devoted all his attention to the creation of "Bamboo Tori Monogatari".

The creation of literature is difficult, and writing good literature is even more difficult.

But fortunately, Hieda Ali's task is not to write a particularly best-selling novel, but just to make up a logical story.

However, out of his own self-esteem as a scholar, Hieda Ali worked hard on the creation of "The Tale of Bamboo" and tried his best to modify and embellish it as close to the original history as possible.

Because in this way, some difficult things can be integrated into the story in an unobtrusive way, and they can be covered up in one stroke.

This approach naturally made it easier for Mr. Bai Ze, who was responsible for creating history later, and relieved a lot of the heavy work he had to bear.

After all, creating something out of nothing is definitely much more difficult than creating something with basic modifications, and the power required cannot be compared.

In order to make the story of "Bamboo Tori Monogatari" as reasonable as possible, Hida Ari also went to ask Horai Shan Kaguya how he would deal with a helpless proposal.

Then, the five-difficulty plot came into being, but there were only four people whose destiny had come, which made Hida Ari very entangled.

"Hey, even if these four guys are recorded in history like this, there is nothing wrong with it, because the reputation is not particularly good."

"Furthermore, I have also heard Mr. Fujiwara say that these people did come to the door to ask to marry A Zhu, and they even came to the door directly with a betrothal gift."

Inside the bamboo hut, Hida Ari sat quietly in front of the table, staring at the half-written manuscript while muttering to himself.

"Then how to deal with the fifth of these four problems?"

"Wait, isn't there Emperor Wenmu who proposed to Azhu? Simply, let him be the fifth person to take over the problem of 'Penglai Yuzhi'."

After Hida Ali's thoughts became clear, his writing and thoughts suddenly surged. He picked up the brush and began to write rapidly, completely immersed in the story he was describing.

"With the honor of the emperor, it is absolutely impossible to condescend to go to the bamboo forest in person."

"Well, I can only give you a hard time, Mr. Fujiwara. As the emperor's envoy, follow those four people to the bamboo forest. You are the only one in the entire court who has this qualification."

Hida Ah Li himself is not a corrupt and old-fashioned person, so after working hard on his old friend, he naturally gave him some compensation.

"Then as your friend, I'll take care of you a little bit, so I'll be promoted or something."

With the unremitting efforts of Hita Ari, "Bamboo Tori Monogatari" was completed in three days.

After the review by Siji Yingji and the old man Bai Ze, some details were checked and made up for omissions, and finally the ending of the story ended with Nenzhu Kaguya Ji ascending to the sky wearing the feathers of the sky.

The old man of the mountain also felt very satisfied after reading it. The imperial sister Longshen wanted to solve the problem more quickly, so he did not express any opinions on it, as long as the person responsible for the final action approved it.

"It's not too late, let's put an end to this incident today."

The old man of the mountain said that he turned his attention to the old man Bai Ze, and got the approval of the other party. Naturally, the sooner such a big matter can be resolved, the better.

"Then let's trouble Lord Mountain to take action first. After that, the old man will devour and create history."

The old man of the mountain nodded after getting the response, turned his head to look at Feiju and Penglai Shanhuiye, and said:

"Just wait here and wait for my return, it won't take long."

Feiju and Penglai Shanhuiye nodded obediently, knowing that the old man of the mountain was here to end the catastrophe they caused.

And Bayi Yonglin now understands the seriousness of the matter, and feels extremely guilty for her previous actions that were not helpful.

She decided to go to Ping'an capital to practice medicine for a period of time in Ping'an capital when she had time, so as to pay for her sins.

While everyone was discussing, Fujiwara Meihong was still lying in the room in the bamboo house and fell asleep quietly.

In order to hide the truth from her, Fujiwara Meihong was also put to sleep and was taken care of by others.

But at this time, everyone's attention was focused on the collapse of human history that was about to be resolved, and for a moment they forgot the existence of Fujiwara Meihong.

"Grandpa, grandpa. Can you entrust me with this task? Isn't Dongpu going to be taken over by me in the future?"

Huiyin stretched out her hand to pinch old man Bai Ze's loose sleeve and tugged at it, discussing with her grandfather in a low voice.

"Hahaha, Huiyin, I'm very happy that you have such self-motivation, Grandpa."

The old man Bai Ze smiled and touched Huiyin's little head. Although he loved her very much, he did not agree to his granddaughter's request.

"But you also know that this task is of great importance and no mistakes are allowed, so let grandpa handle it personally."

"When you become more mature, Huiyin, you will definitely be able to stand alone in the future."

The old man of the mountain and the old man Bai Ze left, and were sent directly by the dragon god outside the still blocked Ping'an City, ready to start the action as planned.

The old man of the mountain stood with his sword in front of the capital of Ping'an, his cloak was flapped by the violent wind, and the dark blue flames rose from his eye sockets, and the gray dead air filled the sky and covered the sky.

"Death is unstoppable."

With the fall of the voice, a huge golden mechanical clock with shining brilliance quietly emerged in the midair behind the old man of the mountain.

"This is the end of everything, the end of equality of all beings. Even if it is an illusory concept, I will kill it here!!"

The hands on the dial began to move slowly, gradually moving towards the direction of the Roman numeral twelve, and the sword of death in the hands of the mountain man was gradually wrapped with hellfire and death energy.

With the movement of the pointer, the aura of the old man on the mountain became more and more terrifying, the concept of death was further strengthened, and the overwhelming sense of oppression almost turned into a substantive existence.

Regarding this, the Dragon God and the old man Bai Ze had to retreat temporarily to avoid the sharp edge of the mountain man, looking at the space that had already turned into the death zone of the underworld and remained silent.

"Hey--! He--! He--! He--! He--!"

The melodious and heavy sound of the evening bell echoed in the sky, heralding the coming of death and the return of order, dispelling the spells that enveloped Heian-kyo.

"Listen carefully, the evening bell has sent down the oracle..."

As the mountain man spoke, his eyes shone brightly, and he slowly approached Heian Jing, raising the pitch black sword in his hand.

"I am a man of death who walks in the valley of darkness, and now follow the destiny to overthrow the death of innocent people and erase the history of chaos and collapse!!"

The mountain man's eyes, which shone with scarlet light, saw the object he wanted to kill. When he struck down with his sword, it seemed that it struck the empty air, but in fact, he had successfully assassinated the target.

"This feather of death! Decapitated here!!"

Accompanied by a vague 'click' sound, a vast array of snow-white feathers fell from the air, covering the entire Ping An Capital City like goose feathers and heavy snow.

Heian-kyo, which was already a dilapidated wall, began to change, and it quickly returned to its original complete state as if time went back, without any trace of war.

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The underworld is the front of the right and wrong hall.

Four Seasons Yingji led his Death God to gather the souls of the people in Ping'an capital together, and used the unique means of the underworld to erase all their memories of going to the right and wrong hall after death.

When the man on the mountain erased all the facts of these people's deaths, bursts of white light shone and exploded in front of the hall of right and wrong, and the souls returned.

After receiving the notice from the Dragon God that "all the souls have returned to their original places," Old Man Bai Ze began to use his ability to devour history to include everyone in Heian Capital and modify the remaining memories of their lifetimes.

Because even if the old man of the mountain killed the concept of the war in Heian-kyo, it does not mean that this incident never happened, let alone erase the memories of those who experienced it.

Otherwise, anyone who was beheaded by the old man of the mountain would be as if they never existed in the world, and no one would remember them.

Devouring history is a very large and laborious task. Even the old man Bai Ze can only cover a safe capital, but cannot directly cover the entire Eastern Kingdom.

After completing the preliminary work, the old man Bai Ze changed his ability and began to create history according to the content written by Hida Ari, and completed the memory tampering of everyone in the city. It took several hours to completely complete the last step.

"Huh! Luckily, I didn't disgrace my life."

After using his abilities, the old man Bai Ze was in a shaky body. He was obviously over-exhausted. After this battle, he needed at least several months of rest to fully recover.

Dragon God looked at Heian Jing who had returned to his original state and breathed a sigh of relief. He had finally solved the bad situation that almost affected the history of mankind.

She made up her mind in her heart that she must work hard in the future, and completely kill all signs that might cause turmoil in human history in advance.

But it was also the thought of Dragon God who was so conscientious, which brought great obstacles and inconvenience to the establishment of Gensokyo later.

Just when the old man of the mountain and the old man Shirasawa completed the important task of restoring human history, Horai Kaguya, who returned to his room, suddenly remembered the existence of Fujiwara Meihong.

"Since Ping'an Jing has been restored, it's time to send Meihong home. Please trouble Yonglin to go there later."

Although she felt a little bit reluctant about it, Penglai Shanhuiye still made the most correct choice. She still loves this little sister who has been together for less than half a year.

"Hey! Maybe, forget about me. After all, there shouldn't be too much involvement between mystery and non-mystery."

Chapter 136 A dream?

Howls and screams filled the ears, eyes were filled with dazzling blood, and the boundless raging sea of ​​flames raged and burned everything.

Fujiwara Meihong stood in front of the door of the hall in Fujiwara Mansion and stared blankly at the scene of destruction in front of her. She seemed to be frightened by the sudden catastrophe and couldn't accept the reality for a while.

Today was originally the day of sister Azhu's big wedding, and it was a very festive and lively day.