421, Gathering (1/2)
Did Jianzhen change Rashomon's fixed rules for accepting living people?
It’s authenticity again…
Jianzhen, who lost the Daming Temple in the Tang Dynasty and fled to Dongliu Island in embarrassment, was extremely active on Dongliu Island. In front of Tamamo-mae, a ghost-king-level cunning person who showed almost ghost-king-level terrifying abilities in an unresuscitated state. 'Rashomon' are closely related.
According to rumors,
Part of the sacrificial rituals of Dongliu Island's "Shinto" religion also evolved from his modification of the Buddhist rituals of the Ritsu sect.
There are many legends about authentic identification here.
This great monk left so many traces on Dongliu Island. Is he planning something?
"Speaking of which,
Are the living people who were lured into Rashomon still alive in Rashomon, or have they died after entering the gate? "Su Wu didn't ask much about Minamoto Yoritomo about the 'truth identification'.
When he goes to Kyoto this time, he will definitely look for an opportunity to visit the Zhaoti Temple.
Waiting for the opportunity to find traces of the authenticity.
Minamoto no Yoritomo was stunned when he heard this.
Then he shook his head and said: "I have never seen a living person come out of Rashomon, and I have never seen anyone enter Rashomon even now.
In today’s legend,
Woodcutters, traveling monks, wandering spirits of samurai, samurai wives, thieves, and gatekeepers were the first people to enter Rashomon.
But they have become serious.
It is difficult to say whether the rumors are true or not.
So I really can’t answer Lord Zhuzhao’s question.
This matter is still difficult to verify. "
Su Wu nodded and looked at the mist floating at the fork in front of the road.
Minamoto no Yoritomo hesitated for a moment when he saw this.
Then he bowed and said: "Sir, you might as well let me leave the team, take the initiative to lure the evil lurking around to lure me, and enter another world like this. I will try to contact you, sir!"
"no need."
Su Wu shook his head and rejected Minamoto Yoritomo's proposal.
He looked at the floating mist,
It seems that there is another world hidden behind the fog, and it seems that there is actually nothing behind it.
"Just as you did before when you avoided the patrolling samurai team of the Longship Kingdom, you first hide in the shadow world, and I will do the rest." Su Wu made a decision.
Minamoto Yoritomo beamed with joy, nodded repeatedly and said: "If you can take action, it will be absolutely foolproof!"
Su Wu glanced at him.
This person’s original intention was to let him go and check out the situation.
She was just afraid of his strength and didn't dare to mention it in front of him.
So retreat is used as advance,
Take the initiative to ask for help,
Use this to trick him into making a decision.
Su Wu knew exactly what this person was thinking.
He didn't think much about it.
——If there is an emergency in the future, people like Minamoto Yoritomo who are dragged into the shadow world can become the best scapegoats.
Su Wu's shoes tapped the ground lightly,
In the shadow under their feet, asphalt-like viscous black liquid surged out and suddenly transformed into black-scaled pythons, dragging Minamoto Yoritomo and others into the shadow world.
But within a moment, he was alone.
He glanced around,
Sensing the subtle charm of this place, he still stepped towards the fork in the road where the lost warrior was.
Step, step, step...
An invisible charm lingered around him.
Before taking a few steps, Su Wu's feet were submerged by the air-like soil beneath them.
His eyes were a little confused.
If the situation encountered by Watanabe Tsuna's samurai team was the same as mine,
It is very likely that they cannot avoid the soil under their feet that will submerge people's feet invisibly, making it impossible to pull out their feet, and then they will be completely buried in the soil and die in the soil.
No matter how another secret lurking in the dark seduces them, Watanabe Tsuna's samurai team will not be able to pass the 'Li Cre in the Mud' level at first.
But they were once stationed in this abandoned village,
He also sent news of the paper crane to Minamoto Yoritomo.
Could it be said that it was just his group that triggered the murderous pattern of 'The Creepy in the Mud'?
Before waiting for others,
When the Watanabe Tsuna samurai team passed by here, they actually did not trigger the killing pattern of the 'sliver in the soil', but were directly lured to another world by the 'suspected rogue from Rashomon'?
In the moment when Su Wu's thoughts were spinning,
The mud silently wrapped around his calves, gradually spreading to his knee joints.
He pulled out the great red lotus womb with no expression on his face and slashed the soil under his feet.
next moment,
The originally unrealistic soil became fluffy and moist.
Su Wu felt their presence.
The soil no longer flows silently, but solidifies in place.
Su Wu stood on one foot and kept swinging the other foot from side to side. After breaking away from the earth, he pulled out the foot supporting the ground.
Shadows silently enveloped his feet.
He moved on,
The creeping mud like quicksand once again wrapped around his feet——
This time, this kind of soil that exuded a faint eerie charm and had properties similar to 'quicksand' wrapped up the shadows covering his feet, causing Su Wu's feet and the shadows to sink deeper into the soil!
This strange thing hidden in the soil,
Even ghost hands can tolerate it!
Every time the Dahonglian womb is cut, it seems that it is not 'cut', but only temporarily blocks its murderous pattern!
Su Wu pondered for a moment,
The figure retreated into the shadows.
The next moment, he appeared under a short tree in front of the fork in the road.
The moment his figure emerged from the shadow, fluffy mud shook off the shadow that gradually fell off his body, gathered at his feet, and continued to wrap his feet!
Just like maggots on the tarsus!
This strange pattern of killing is subtle.
If its area could cover the land of a city, I'm afraid that all the people in the city would have their feet submerged in mud without even realizing it. As long as their feet are submerged in mud, ordinary people would have no chance of escaping!
"interesting."
Su Wu whispered to himself and exchanged a bowl of soul-collecting rice from the simulator.
He sprinkled the white rice on the soil at his feet,
The soil that was originally flowing silently, as the white rice was mixed into the soil, immediately slowed down the flow rate, and finally solidified and hardened.
"The soul-collecting rice is compatible with part of the flow of charm,
In this way, the Li Kui Yu Yun cannot be evenly distributed in the soil and gravel, which also leads to its flow being blocked.
And because the rice grains will penetrate deeper into the soil as the soil slowly flows.
As a result, the flow directions of the soil are no longer uniform, they attack each other, and eventually become lumps. "
Holding half a bowl of Soul-Saving Rice, Su Wu was summarizing.
He put away the rice, took off his feet and continued to move forward.
The rice grains that seeped into the soil turned into powder under the constant hardening and squeezing of the soil, and that part of the soil resumed flowing again.
Su Wu didn't expect that a handful of rice could paralyze a strange murder pattern.
As long as this method is effective in the short term, he is very satisfied.
Snow-white rice grains were continuously sprinkled into the flowing soil at Su Wu's feet,
He walked slowly,
An inexplicable feeling gradually arose in my heart.
The fog that enveloped the surroundings stopped flowing. After Su Wu pushed through the fog, he once again entered the abandoned village that he had searched previously.
This time, the deserted village is no longer unpopular.
Several horses were tied up in a dark corner, making slight noises from time to time.
There are also some horses that are not tied up and are wandering around the village. Their owners have disappeared.
Su Wu approached a house with a better view.
I saw the fire shining in the stove in the house, and a man and a woman were sitting opposite each other by the stove.
The woman faced the door, her beautiful face full of caution.
Next to her sat an old dwarf man with long ears sitting on his knees.
The man had his back to Su Wu and sat cross-legged against the wooden pillars supporting the beams.
Step, step, step...
Su Wu's eyes moved slightly,
Stepped into this house.
As he approached the house, the horses tied in the dark corners around the house, a nearby courtyard, a short tree at the corner of the path, etc. were quickly shrouded and covered by darkness, and finally disappeared without a trace. .
The only thing left in the surroundings was this house, lit by fire.
"Is this Li Kui's manipulation?"
Su Wu's eyes flashed with golden light,
Golden cobras stood side by side from behind his head,
The fiery red shape of the black lion on the head of the Protector Maha Lahan is contained outside the body.
In the wheel outside the body, Su Wu's mental energy radiates outward through the rotation of the bright sun!
So!
The darkness that covered everything disappeared without a trace,
The house with the burning light in front of me disappeared without a trace!
In the dark sky,
A city gate tower that was about to collapse, surrounded by green will-o'-the-wisps, stood on the ground.
On the plaque on the city gate tower, there are three mottled words of "Rashomon"!
In the city gate tower.
The three men and women sitting opposite each other and the long-eared dwarf old man whom I saw earlier were surrounded by twisted figures - there was a blood hole on the chest, and in the hole there seemed to be a person with pale green eyes and blood dripping from his body. warrior;
A beautiful woman who is as beautiful as a flower, her clothes are torn, exposing most of her chest, but the chest is covered by the ghost face of Prajna;
A woodcutter carrying a bundle of firewood on his back and a fine dagger hidden at his waist. The dagger on the woodcutter's waist was dripping black blood;
The ferocious-looking thief in black had a sinister smile on his face. A three-forked tongue protruded from his mouth, and at the tip of each forked tongue was a human head that kept speaking out to defend himself;
And, sitting against the wall, a monk with an old and withered face, wearing cassocks.
A warrior, a beauty, a woodcutter, a thief, a traveling monk.
A cold and mysterious rhyme brushed across Su Wu's back,
He looked behind him,
He saw two old soldiers, surrounded by will-o'-the-wisps, walking towards him.
These two are the ‘city gate soldiers’.
The six images of Rashomon are gathered here.
This situation made Su Wu realize something in his heart.
Rashomon, who had been wandering around Kyoto, now appeared near Jade Color Mountain.
Look at the current situation,
It seems that it is actively attracting people to trigger its own 'law' of accommodating living people and emitting terrible tricks.
Minamoto Yorigo said before that it is actually more difficult to trigger Rashomon's rules - Gein Jianzhen tampered with Rashomon's murder rules.
Thinking of this, Su Wu glanced at the monk sitting alone in the corner of the city gate.
Would a traveling monk dress so formally?
Wearing cassocks and a monk's hat.
Not like a traveling monk traveling far away to beg for alms,
Rather, he is like the eminent monk of a temple, the first abbot.
Su Wu moved his eyes away from the monk who didn't seem to have any distorted image, and instead stepped closer to the two men and women who didn't have a clear understanding of their current situation.
Triggering the rules of Rashomon is more difficult;
This should be the reason why ‘An Gang’ is still here?
“Mr. An Gang.”
Su Wu walked closer and called the man with his back to him.
He had seen the man’s identity.
It was the master craftsman of An Gang’s sword forge—An Gang!