In the quiet night sky, dark clouds covered the moonlight, leaving only a few dim starlights shining down, barely illuminating the ancient fonts on the dilapidated plaque.
"Sealing the Ancestral Hall."
At the bottom of the mountain, next to the river, is the former site of the shrine.
Behind him is the endless dark forest.
To the left and right, there are jagged rocks and gurgling water.
Ahead is a dilapidated wooden bungalow.
"The second target sensed is right here."
The cold voice sounded, with a vague echo, as if countless people were saying the same sentence, which was strange and chilling.
Anai carefully leaned out half of the body from the soil, looked at Yuko who was standing quietly at the door of the ancestral hall, but hesitated to step in, and asked in a low voice:
"Zhu Hong, are you waiting for something?"
The response didn't come immediately, until half a minute later.
"Miko, demon...are separated? Haha, that's too much."
Yuko, or rather, Zhu Hong.
She ignored Anai's question. After the silence, her expression suddenly showed seven parts anger, two parts hatred, and one part vague confusion.
Then, he stepped forward, stepped on the steps, crossed the low threshold, and entered the interior of the ancestral hall step by step. The breeze blew and the wind chimes at the door made a tinkling sound.
As far as the eye can see, there are spider webs all over the eaves, floating dust, cracks all over the walls, creaking floors, and...
Placed in the center of the ancestral hall, there is a gray-black round boulder, the top of which almost reaches the ceiling, and a piece of withered yellow paper filled with mantras is attached to the surface.
Without any hesitation, he reached out and grabbed the talisman.
Then, the moment the fingertips touched, a dazzling purple light suddenly filled the interior of the ancestral hall, and the rays of light even illuminated the night sky outside.
Feeling the stinging pain in his palm, his red eyes flickered slightly.
The next moment, three invisible red straight lines jumped out of nowhere.
In an instant, the straight lines were deflected one after another, and soon a hollow, extremely regular tetrahedron was formed around the spell.
Then, just before the body was about to be pushed away by the power contained in the purple light, another red thin line, the fourth thin line, jumped out and pierced directly into the center of the tetrahedron.
There was a slight sneer at the corner of his mouth, and he said to himself:
"Go and stay in another dimension, idiot."
Before he finished speaking, a red light flashed in the ancestral hall.
Immediately, the purple light dissipated and stopped abruptly, as if it was suddenly strangled by the throat, and darkness enveloped the field again.
Zhu Hong removed her palm and saw:
The charm originally attached to the boulder has disappeared, and the stone, which was originally about one meter wide, faintly seems to have become shorter.
Even the height seems to be a little lower than before.
The surface of the boulder was not damaged at all, which seemed to mean that the method Zhu Hong had just used was not a simple destruction, but some kind of power that was not easy to understand.
"Have you accidentally affected a little bit..."
Before the muttering could stop, Zhu Hong's words were suddenly interrupted by a strange movement coming from above the boulder, and thick black smoke was seen leaping out, gradually forming a blurry face in the air that could not be seen clearly.
"Who are you……"
The old man's voice came out, and the deep voice gave people a strong sense of weight. If it matched the situation at this moment, it would have the atmosphere of a horror movie.
But Zhu Hong was obviously not frightened by the black smoke in front of her. Rather, when she heard the familiar voice, she secretly breathed a sigh of relief.
The smile reappeared on his face, and a clear voice sounded:
"Miko...uh, demon? Forget it..."
"Anyway, do you still know me?"
The woman's expression seemed a little discouraged, as if she had encountered some difficult problem, and this also attracted the attention of the black smoke, which might be called a monster.
At this moment, a very human expression of thinking flashed across the blurry black smoke's face, as if Xing Mei was thinking about something or recalling something.
Long-standing memories tell it that it should know the woman in front of it, and that sense of familiarity cannot be faked by a being like it.
Anai also came into the ancestral hall at some point. Looking at the combination of demons and vermilion, his body could not help but tremble slightly, and he wanted to say some witty words to dilute the weird atmosphere.
But after thinking about it, I decided to forget it.
"Are you chaos? Bright yellow? Blue? Emerald green? Or..."
A few minutes later, as if he finally remembered something, Xi Mei spoke, with a hint of uncertainty in his tone. It was obvious that Zhu Hong's identity had surprised him.
Slightly squinting at the frightened Anai next to her, Zhu Hong raised her fingers to hold her chin, her eyebrows slightly furrowed, and after a moment she suddenly smiled and replied:
"Those names are too one-sided. Since you have already remembered me, then call me...um...Alaya. I think this name is quite nice and it also explains the essence of my existence very well."
"Ah, Lai, yeah..."
He muttered these three short characters softly, as if trying to figure out the deep meaning contained in them. A few more minutes passed, and Xia Mei looked at Alaya who was smiling at him, as if he had come back to his senses, confused.
road:
"You, no..."
As soon as he started talking, as if it felt inappropriate, the black smoke quickly flew to the ground and gathered into a ball. The devil lowered his head slightly, knelt at Alaya's feet, and asked respectfully:
"It's just that you woke me up right now. What's the matter?"
Xu Shimei's attitude aroused Alaya's dissatisfaction, so she snorted coldly and scolded: "Get up, we haven't seen each other for thousands of years, why are you starting to behave like humans?"
Demon didn't even dare to say a word in rebuttal, and obediently floated into the air again, at eye level with Alaya, with his head made of black smoke hanging low.
It feels like waiting for instructions.
"Variables have gradually begun to affect the causal chain of this time and space, but there is still a long way to go to completely escape the clutches of Otsutsuki's gang of scum, so I want you to, when the variables appear in front of you..."
"Give him some help."
he?
He heard this key word keenly and kept it in his heart. He didn't ask who the variable was, nor did he ask about things he didn't understand, just because everything was determined in his eyes.
Since it is only said that the variable will appear in front of him, then this will definitely happen. And since he does not explicitly say who the variable is, it proves that when he appears, he will definitely recognize the identity of the variable.
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Across the way, Alaya nodded slowly when she saw that Xiao Mei did not raise any objection. Then, she breathed a sigh of relief and did not look at Xiao Mei again. Instead, she turned her gaze to the door of the ancestral hall and looked at the night sky in the distance.
Over there is the direction of the Kingdom of Rain.
In his eyes, there was a trace of indescribable expectation.
Is it about to begin? A chaotic war?
Then, is the extremely rare peace brought by variables?
I hope this reincarnation can be successful. At least we must establish the starting point, otherwise we will not be able to win no matter what...