In the last war between the Genji and the Taira, the Genji suffered a disastrous defeat.
The shrine was completely destroyed.
The family god was lost.
The shrine on the shore of Lake Tenyin today is a new shrine built not long ago by Genji.
Not many people know the exact location of the shrine.
At the same time, the shrine has not welcomed back the former family god of Genji. There is currently only one god worshiped here, namely Shuten Doji.
Beyond the shrine’s torii gate,
Several rows of sakaki trees surround a temple.
The stone steps in front of the temple were covered with dripping blood, and gusts of dark wind were swirling around.
Just by approaching the real sakaki trees surrounding the temple, Yoritomo Minamoto felt a chill that kept creeping into the seams of his bones.
The real sakaki trees used to carry the souls of the dead are now covered with frost flowers. The row of trees closest to the shrine has completely withered and frozen - the forest atmosphere hovering around the shrine, the woods outside Tianyin Lake
The cause of the withering is all the sacrifices to the gods in the temple.
Shuten-dōji wears the divine robe, and its charm is bound in the divine robe.
But the aura it transformed through the divine clothing was still beyond the capabilities of ordinary people.
Those breaths overflowed outwards, causing the trees to freeze to death and wither, causing the sakura trees to be covered with frost flowers and ice!
"As expected, he is a ghost king-level Li Gui...
Even if he is restrained by the divine clothes, he can still exude such a terrifying aura." Minamoto no Yoritomo sighed in a low voice. He saw Minamoto no Yoritomo next to him trembling slightly, and the cold sweat on his forehead had condensed into snow strands.
"Brother, can you still hold on?"
Minamoto no Yori asked Minamoto no Yori Sutra.
Minamoto Norimei was chosen as his successor by Minamoto no Yorigo, but he himself did not tolerate Li Gui.
The reason why he can still walk around the shrine that smells like a Shuten boy is naturally because he is wearing the 'Half-Hanki Armor'.
"I can still hold on, it's okay.
Let's go, go forward." Minamoto no Yoritsune shook his head, held down the handle of the 'Doji-kiri' knife at his waist, and walked towards the door of the central hall with his body hunched over.
It was pitch dark inside the gate, and there seemed to be no lights burning inside.
However, when the brothers Minamoto no Yoriyuki entered the temple, they discovered that there were two rows of candles burning in the temple. The blazing candlelight illuminated the entire hall brightly.
Without crossing the threshold in front of the temple, you cannot get a glimpse of the real scene inside the temple.
In the brightly lit nave,
Golden-purple curtains hang down from the front, covering the pillars on both sides, revealing the many royal materials enshrined on the long altar, and the 'sacrificial gods' wrapped in many women's intimate clothes behind the altar -
—Shuten Doji.
Strings of wind chimes hung down from the beams, gently moving in the wind in front of the curtains, colliding with each other, but not making a sound.
Minamoto Yoritomo looked at the 'Shuten Doji' behind the altar.
Shuten Doji looks like a naive, chubby child.
It has a short hairstyle, and its body is covered with women's underwear, making it impossible to tell what kind of clothes it is wearing.
at this time,
This innocent child with a lively smile was held in the arms of a woman.
The woman's seven orifices were bleeding, and her gorgeous clothes were draped over her shoulders.
She opened her chest and let Shuten Doji bury his head in her chest.
From the perspective of Minamoto Yoritomo and Minamoto Yoritsune's two brothers, they could not see the woman's chest facing away from them, but they could see drops of blood dripping from the woman's chest and abdomen, falling on her knees before the god.
On the thighs on the stage, it flows continuously along the thighs to the bottom of the altar.
Under the altar, a thick pool of blood had already accumulated.
Such a large amount of blood, dried up and then re-watered, and then dried up again - accumulating a finger-thick layer - such an amount of bleeding, even if all the blood was shed from a woman's body, it would not be possible.
It takes many, many people to shed their blood day and night and gather under the altar to achieve the scale it has today!
Originally, the two Genji brothers thought the woman was dead.
But when the two of them approached the altar,
She slowly turned her stiff neck and looked at the two people with eyes that were constantly dripping blood.
The woman also half-turned around, letting the two of them see her empty, dark red chest and abdomen!
The drunken boy had a naive smile on his face,
The blood stains on the corner of the mouth are so vivid!
"ah!"
Seeing the miserable look of that woman, Minamoto no Yori-kyeong was so frightened that he staggered back——
The woman rolled her eyes and looked at the two of them, with a numb expression on her face, her lips squirming, and a series of miserable words coming out of her mouth: "Help me, help me - I don't want to die, I don't want to die here..."
Her cry for help was so weak that one had to listen carefully to hear it clearly.
"Shuten-dōji's sacred clothes are the gorgeous Wu clothes worn by women, and a sixteen-year-old virgin every day, right?" Minamoto Yoritomo looked at the woman holding Shuten-dōji, with a cold look on her face.
He could still calmly ask questions to Minamoto no Yori Sutra in his voice.
Minamoto no Yoritsune no longer dared to approach the altar.
He knelt and sat at the door of the temple. When he heard Minamoto Yoritomo's question, he nodded: "That's it, that's it!"
Minamoto Yoritomo turned around and stared at his cousin: "Then what are you waiting for, brother?
The child is cut into your hands.
You should use this knife to cut through the divine clothes!"
The woman and the gorgeous clothes on her body together formed the "divine clothes" that could stabilize the Shuten boy.
This kind of sacred clothing is both a restraint and an offering to the Shuten boy.
Minamoto Yoritsune held the 'Doji Kiri' around his waist tightly. Under Minamoto Yoritomo's urgent urging, a fierce force arose in his heart. He stood up suddenly and looked up to see the woman bleeding from seven holes behind the altar——
The strength that surged through his body quickly dissipated,
He shook his head and backed away: "It won't work, it won't work..."
Minamoto no Yoritomo turned around and ran towards Minamoto no Yori Sutra: "The lives of so many Genji people are all tied to the hands of one brother!
How can my brother shrink back at this time?
The more you hesitate, the more Genji people will die!
Brother!
Can you do it or not?!"
Minamoto Yoritomo approaches Minamoto Yoritsune.
Staring at Minamoto Norimei with sharp eyes!
Minamoto Norimei had never seen his cousin show such a fierce look towards him. His mind went blank and he was speechless for a long time——
Just when he was stunned, Minamoto Yoritomo suddenly grabbed the palm of his hand holding the sword!
The finger bones of De Laijing hurt when I clenched them with rough palms!
The 'dōjigiri' was fiercely exerted by Minamoto Yoritsune, holding Minamoto Yoritsune's palm, and quickly pulled it out of the scabbard!
Whoosh!
The bright sword light flashed through the air!
"release!"
Minamoto Yoritomo held the end of the handle of the 'Dōjiri' knife, and at the same time as he let out a deep shout, the strength in his hand suddenly exploded!
Minamoto Norikei's heart trembled!
If he didn't let go, Yoritomo Minamoto would directly pull the sword out of his palm. When the time came, it would be inevitable that all five fingers of the palm holding the sword would be broken off!
Minamoto no Yoriyuki's face turned pale, he let go of his hand and staggered back.
‘Doji Kiri’ is completely controlled by Minamoto Yoritomo.
Holding the handle of the knife with one hand and the tip with the other, Yoritomo Minamoto carefully studied the texture of the boy's cutter body, feeling the sharpness of the blade and the seemingly invisible power of the killing stone in the knife.
He had a sword on his arm,
The boy pointed his finger at Minamoto Yori Sutra: "Brother, from now on you just need to be a rich man.
Fighting and killing things are not suitable for you.
What do you think?"
Minamoto Noriking nodded dejectedly.
I have realized that I have lost an invisible war.
"Even this knife echoes me,
This knife is made for me by nature!"
Minamoto Yoritomo grinned, turned around and walked to the altar. Wisps of purple-red aura escaped from the 'Doji Kiri' in his hand. Those auras coiled around his arm holding the knife, and in the blink of an eye, his arm was covered with a layer of
Fine scales with sharp barbs!
The silent ‘Tongziqie’ in Su Wu’s hands,
'Awakened' under the control of Minamoto Yoritomo!
"The awakened supreme...
It's no big deal to cut off the wine and swallow the boy!"
Minamoto Yoritomo whispered, jumped up on the altar, and suddenly swung out the 'Dōjiri' in his hand. The purple-red sword spread out like a dragon, cutting the woman who was holding the wine-swallowing Dōji in half horizontally!
Together with her gorgeous divine clothes!
Scroll of sword light!
Even the wall behind Shuten Doji was cut with a deep crack by the purple-red sword light!
The woman with only one breath left was completely killed by this knife.
The two halves of the body were scattered on the altar.
The Shuten boy in his arms was thrown out and fell under the altar. He rolled on the ground a few times and then fell silent.
"Second knife!"
Minamoto Yoritomo stared at the innocent child in the corner of the altar. Because he held the 'Doji Kiri' in his hand, he felt that he had infinite power. He immediately held the sword in both hands, and the purple-red sword light with fine scales circled around him——
The next moment!
The sword swung out!
The purple-red evil sword light collapsed and dissipated like a bubble!
The power of the killing stone flowing in the sword disappeared at this moment!
It was as if this supreme sword had fallen into a deep sleep again...
Click!
Minamoto Yoritomo froze on the spot.
Unbelievable.
Why did the awakened Taishou fall into deep sleep again?
Is it really just sleeping?
Why do I clearly feel that the power contained in this knife has disappeared?
Minamoto no Yoritomo was surprised and doubtful.
A cold and sinister charm emanated from the naive "Shuten Boy" on the ground.
The hair on its head grew wildly, and in a blink of an eye, its original "general horn" hairstyle became messy and spread over its face.
Shuten Doji's figure also grew into an adult.
The skin and flesh all over the body gradually shrank and wrinkled, and the waist and back became rickets.
Becoming like an old man in his twilight years.
Dressed in colorful women's underwear, it climbed up from the ground, moved its thin legs, and walked towards the outside of the temple step by step with its bare feet.
The dark wind blew away the gray and messy hair covering its face,
Revealing a naive and childlike face.
The ghostly charm in this ghost king is in a state of slow recovery.
Wherever it passed, there was a cold and strange charm covering it in all directions. This strange charm spread across the hall and covered Minamoto Yoritomo's figure. Minamoto Yoritomo stood frozen on the spot.
Submerged the figure of Minamoto no Ryitsuke,
Minamoto nori's eyebrows are covered with frost, and his hair is covered with frost.
Bloody ice picks grew out of his clothes, piercing all his clothes.
He died on the spot.
Shuten Doji walked out of the temple and suddenly stopped.
On the childish face, the lips kept moving, as if chewing something.
Creak, creak...
A stream of blood dripped from the corner of its mouth.
far away,
On a high hill outside the dense forest.
A ghost warrior suddenly disappeared from the place.
The Shuten boy chewed for a while, then opened his mouth and spat out a ball of gray-black stuff - some broken clothes.
It keeps walking in a certain direction.
After walking for a while, he stopped, his lips moved, and he chewed something in his mouth.
This chapter has been completed!