Jinkawa Shrine is quiet, and the torii are connected from afar.
Torii has two pillars, made of wood and painted with red paint. It is sponsored by believers or enterprises to build and maintain. It is said that Torii of Inari Shrine lasts for several miles, and it is relatively simple here, with only a dozen.
As we walked in, there was no one along the way, and the big tree was quietly there. The dusk sunlight spread through the leaves, and the deep pine light passed quietly, hid behind the trees, looking at the hall.
A group of people gathered in front of the hall, holding a ceremony, and Mitsuki Shinosuke secretly took a few precious photos.
"Takahiro Kawatake, Nuanji Nagai?" Mitsuki Fumimatsu listened to the introduction and searched, and suddenly changed his color: "It's indeed a big shot!"
Then, I watched Pei Ziyun enter the hall with my own eyes. When Pei Ziyun entered, the hall was closed, and there was people around me, so it was impossible for Shen Song Guangxi to get close.
"You must get as much information as possible from Shinichi Yamada." This is the only opportunity to get exclusive information about Shinichi Yamada!
As long as you can make shocking news in this operation, you can gain more reputation and more benefits. By then, all gambling debts and ministers will go there!
Thinking of it, Mitsuki Shinsong looked excited and felt his whole body getting hot. Seeing the door of this hall closed tightly, he felt itchy. He stretched his head behind the tree and observed around to see if there were other shortcuts to enter this hall.
"Damn it, someone is guarding it." After waiting for an hour, everyone else dispersed and the dusk became deep. However, I found that a few people were standing still. I immediately realized that this road was not feasible and had to give up this idea.
At this moment, Shinsong Kushin suddenly discovered that someone was passing by, so he held the idea of ​​trying what this person was doing, Shinsong Kushin followed him quietly again.
Not far from this hall, a man from Qinsheng took his son Qinsheng Wenshu to a room.
A man with dark skin, thin body, not tall, only 5 meters tall, but his eyes were sharp and very energetic. He was wearing a dark outfit, a top hat, opened the cabinet, and heard a click sound, and a passage was cracked.
While leaving, a man from Cinderella whispered to his son Cinderella Wenshu, his voice hoarse and slightly sharp: "Listen, Wenshu!"
"What I want to say next is very important. You must listen well and not miss any word!"
"You can get to the temple from this quiet room, and you can even directly reach the periphery of the shrine!"
"Now, the Imperial Army has arrived, enough to kill Shinichi Yamada!"
"When the imperial army kills Shinichi Yamada, you will be recognized by the Jinkawa Shrine, and you can legitimately inherit the Jinkawa Shrine and fulfill your loyalty to the Emperor!"
"Also, you must remember that when you meet the Imperial Army, use Meiji as your secret code." A man from Chinsei patted Chinsei Wenshu's shoulder vigorously and emphasized.
"But, I have checked the names of all dynasties and did not use Meiji as the name. What's going on?" Chinsheng Wenshu asked in surprise.
Cyprinus Wenshu has checked the year names of Japan throughout the ages, and his memory is very clear. It is naturally very strange to hear a year name that he had never heard of.
"You don't have to worry about this!"
"You just need to know that even the Tianjin gods recognize this year name!" A man of Serizo said in a commanding tone. A man of Serizo Wenshu was the only son of A man of Serizo. His eyes were narrow and long, his nose was tall and straight, and he had a faint beard. He looked a little young and handsome overall. He was recognized as the most attractive samurai in the Jinkawa Shrine.
He also wanted to participate in the battle for the heirs of the Kawa Shrine, but Chinto stopped him, and then the Shicheng Duo people were controlled by evil ghosts and died.
"Hi" There is this example. The celery warm tree lowered her head and listened respectfully. At this time, a fog filled the air, and everything around became gray and could not be seen clearly.
And behind the scenes, Mitsuki Shinmatsu frowned: "What's going on?"
"Why is there fog in the secret passage?"
Shinsong Guangxi turned his head and looked around. He hesitated for a while, gritted his teeth and headed towards the stairs. After a while, he disappeared into the fog.
...
The fog gradually dissipated, and Pei Ziyun held the wooden knife tightly and glanced around.
But the fog dissipated and found a forest. Pei Ziyun found something wrong and looked around and found that he was now under a mountain range.
Looking up, you can see the snow peaks towering into the sky. When you look down, you can see weeds, sporadic human bones and ragged Dowan.
"A foot silly died in battle?"
Domaru is the armor of a lower-level samurai, made of bamboo and leather. A few have iron pieces, which can be seen at a glance.
Not far away, there was a broken and rusty knife.
Facing this scene, Pei Ziyun frowned and glanced at the distance. He could see that there were fireworks not far away, and there must be people. It was very likely that it was a village.
Pei Ziyun held the wooden knife and walked away. It was very smooth at the beginning and could see the farmland and other artificial objects, but the closer they got, the quieter they became. When he was waiting to walk to the village, he did not find anyone.
"It's too quiet." Pei Ziyun walked into the village and found that the street was empty, and occasionally some stone slabs were covered with a thick layer of gray, which seemed to be no one.
Pei Ziyun did not hesitate and pushed the nearest room and entered the house to check.
The house was empty, with only a dilapidated wooden bed, and an iron sickle covered with holes hanging on the wall.
"The style is a bit old!" Pei Ziyun continued to look through the house. After careful inspection, he was surprised to find that this seemed to be Japan in the era of cold weapons.
Because I found a Japanese knife that has not been completely corroded in a corner of this house. This Japanese knife is actually a subtle difference from modern times.
"Although Japanese knives may also be collected, it can be seen that the houses, furniture, and beds are at least a hundred years ago."
Pei Ziyun looked through again and found nothing valuable, so he came out of the house.
"Hey, it's not right." After only a few steps, Pei Ziyun swept his eyes, stared at one place, and went up to touch the wall not far away.
"It's a bullet mark." Pei Ziyun took a few more steps and reached out to take out a shabby, rough and pointed bullet. This simple bullet was owned by the original rifle.
Pei Ziyun walked a few steps forward and turned a corner of the street and saw several knives, a rifle, and a flag full of holes, but there was no corpse.
Seeing this scene, Pei Ziyun frowned: "Although it looks old, I feel that this breath is very fresh."
Pei Ziyun's body suddenly jumped, his steps were flying, heading towards the distant hills. He encountered huge rocks along the way, and just jumped over and quickly approached one place.
...
"It's a corridor, this secret passage is so long?" Shen Song Guangxi was confused, and the surroundings were dark, and he could only hear his breathing. Looking around, he felt incredible and felt that his situation was not good.
But after walking for a while, there was finally a ray of light in the distance, and it expanded quickly. Then I saw a corridor. The deep pine light was relieved and rushed up with great strides.
As soon as I rushed up, my eyes lit up. At the end of the steps, there was a rockery. Then I saw an eaves corridor, which was a little further away, just like the style of the temple, but it looked very large, far three times more than normal.
"No one!" Kumatsu Hiroki didn't dare to walk around because he didn't know where he was now. If he was discovered by someone else, it would be bad.
Hiroki Mitsuki took a few steps quietly and suddenly shrank nervously. A sound came not far away. This was the first time he heard here. Without hesitation, he immediately turned his head and peeked.
Just as I looked, I saw a boy coming in a little further away from the clearings. The sound was because he ran over and took it out. This was Pei Ziyun!
"Finished, Yamada Nobuichi is here."
"But where is this place? Is it the back mountain? Jinkawa Shrine has such a large back mountain space?" Before Kiyoshi Matsuki could figure it out, he listened to the "boom!" Suddenly, a large number of soldiers rushed out of a clearing area and surrounded it.
"What is this?" At first, Mitsuki Kuroki thought it was a policeman, but then he realized something was wrong. The army soldier in front of him was wearing green tops and a dark blue uniform, while the officer had a single row of copper buttons in a dark blue collar, and the cuffs of the military uniform had golden mountain silk thread.
"I have never seen this kind of military conscience."
"And, the weapons I took... seemed very old."
Pei Ziyun turned to the front army and knew at first glance that it was an inverted army, but when he looked at the army wearing and weapons carefully, he felt something was wrong: "No, the other party is the Meiji army!"
"The world's downfall army is not that formal!"
But in this world, there is no Meiji year name at all.
At the end of a certain time and space shogunate, the so-called wealthy merchant class appeared in Japan. The reform forces among the lower samurai, and the patriots from wealthy merchants, joined forces with the powerful southwestern vassals and royal ministers who had conflicts with the shogunate, and put forward the slogan of respecting the king and expelling the barbarians, but ultimately failed.
The movement to respect the king and expel the barbarians failed. Many knowledgeable people realized that in order to change the current situation in Japan and achieve a prosperous country and strengthen the army, the shogunate rule must be overthrown. Therefore, the movement to respect the king and expel the barbarians evolved into the anti-shog movement, and the struggle gradually became white-hot, repeated several times, and even relied on luck to successfully unify!
But in this world, there has never been such a thing in Japan. The Meiji Restoration does not exist at all, nor does the regular army exist!
The various clothes and weapons are the postures that the anti-strait army should have!
"Aim, prepare!!" Pei Ziyun thought, and only listened to the order. He knelt down in front of the row, stood in the back of the row, and prepared in the last row, hundreds of dark muzzles aimed at Pei Ziyun.
At this time, a man who looked like a colonel stood up. He was not tall, but his expression was calm and resolute, shouting: "Yamada Nobuichi, you are an excellent samurai!"
"But even if you are a samurai, there is only one way to die in this case."
Chapter completed!