The rain gradually stopped, but the sky was still filled with dark clouds.
A patch of dark clouds floated between the mountains and the sky. From time to time, a few raindrops fell on Hayakawa Naomi's face.
This was the water of the Yellow Springs.
In Hayakawa Naomi's mind, she could vaguely sense this name.
"Naomi!"
Someone called out to her. Hayakawa Naomi then woke up and looked around. It was Yamada Shinji, "The rain has stopped. Since we're sending them back, let's go!"
"Yes, yes. I'm ashamed that I still need Yamada-kun's reminder." As Hayakawa Naomi spoke, she pulled the siblings along as they continued on their journey. She didn't know why, but she felt that the fog was getting thicker and thicker, and her hands were getting colder and colder. Naomi shivered and turned around to look at Pei Zi Yun.
"Don't worry, just follow me." Pei Zi Yun patted her on the shoulder. Only now did she notice?
At the end of the road, the group stopped in front of a mansion.
It was a mansion.
"Eh, is this how your house looks?" Hayakawa Naomi looked uneasy as she stammered.
In this world, due to the lack of foreign invasions, and the lack of westernization, the Japanese rarely built mansions. Hayakawa Naomi was surprised by this.
"That's right, this is our house!" Her sister was energized as she pushed the door open. With a creak, the iron gate slowly opened.
"Cool!" Pei Zi Yun lightly whistled. Everything in front of him was of a large scale. The walls were filled with shrubs and trees, preventing anyone from peeping in from the outside. The mansion was three stories high, and had a strong Gothic feel to it.
This was not something an ordinary Japanese could build. It looked very much like a German mansion.
"Is it a Chinese family?"
The Meiji Restoration began on the 17th of June, 1869. On the 7th of July, 1884, the Chinese Race Order was completed. The original titles of "Kung Fu" and "Daimyo" were abolished. Instead, they were called the Chinese. They were divided into five ranks: Duke, Marquis, Earl, Viscount, and Baron.
Among them, the old Kung Fu families were given the title of Viscount and above.
The old Daimyo families were given the title of Baron and above based on Shi Gao's performance in the Bochen War.
Dukes are above one Syracuse, Marquises are above two Syracuse, Earls are above two Syracuse, Viscounts are below three Syracuse, and Barons are above four Syracuse.
"Logically speaking, there shouldn't be a very high level Chinese here. However, it might not be true. After all, it's not real."
When they reached home, the siblings were overjoyed. They skipped happily into the house. Although the courtyard was huge, there was no one around. Pei Zi Yun and the other two followed them through the courtyard and entered a house.
Although it looked like a mansion on the outside, the layout of the house was obviously in the Japanese style. Screens shielded the inside and outside, and the floor was laid with carefully oiled flooring. Japanese swords hung on the south wall, and there were also Japanese decorations. It seemed to be in the modern era.
"Where's your mother?" Hayakawa Naomi was slow, but she still felt something was wrong.
At this moment, a shrill alarm suddenly sounded.
"Alert, there's an alert!" Wakako was the first to jump up. In Japanese kindergartens, they had basic disaster preparedness and emergency training. It was a compulsory course in primary and secondary schools. She immediately ran to the window and saw a plane flying across the sky and something landing.
"What's this? An air raid?" Hayakawa Naomi's jaw dropped.
"Lie down and close your eyes." Pei Zi Yun took one look and his expression changed. He then stabbed the wooden blade into the ground.
"Boom!" Two concentric circles appeared, protecting the three of them. Hayakawa Naomi and Wakako had already closed their eyes and subconsciously lay down within the circle.
Following that, a bright light flashed, and a blinding white light pierced into the ground. What followed was a violent tremor, and it felt as though the mansion had been sent flying. The surrounding clouds reflected a bluish-green light, and the ground shook violently. A mushroom-shaped cloud rose up, piercing through the layers of clouds and tearing apart everything within a few hundred meters.
At the moment of the explosion, it was as though the cloud had been attacked by an invisible force. The white light and the bluish-green light rushed into the cloud, emitting an ear-piercing screech. Pei Zi Yun took a step back, groaned, and spat out a mouthful of blood. Looking at the mushroom-shaped cloud that covered the sky, countless memories surfaced in his mind, and he felt as though he had returned to the moment before the accident.
Was it really so difficult to earn some money?
Pei Zi Yun couldn't help but want to shout out in anger. His ruthlessness had ignited his anger.
After a long time, Pei Zi Yun slowly waved his hand, and a gust of wind blew away the cloud of dust. Not far away, there were two dismembered corpses.
Looking at the two mutilated bodies, Pei Zi Yun's eyebrows twitched.
"Yamada-kun?" Hayakawa Naomi shouted. She tried to open her eyes and looked outside. She saw that the house was gone, and the walls had collapsed. She could feel the scorching heat in her lungs.
When she looked outside, she realized that there was nothing. The original site had been scorched, and the facilities were in ruins. There were also some debris from the nearby houses.
The huge column of smoke continued to rise upwards. Occasionally, people would walk past, but they would collapse after a few steps. Some would get up and continue walking, while others would never get up again.
There were corpses and people everywhere. Some of them had blackened faces, and some had even lost their eyes. Could it be that a meteorite had hit the earth?
However, there were no more earthquakes or flying rocks.
"Onii-chan, what happened to you?" Kuwako screamed. Naomi turned around and saw two flimsy corpses. Yamada Shinichi's eyes were closed, and two streams of blood flowed down his face. She could not help but tremble, "Yamada-kun, what happened to you? Was that an atomic bomb?"
"Yes, and no. Don't go out."
Pei Zi Yun said. The three of them were surrounded by a ball of light, and the area was about the size of the mansion. The fire and smoke could not get close to them. He mumbled, "This is unbelievable. To recreate the scene of an atomic bomb explosion, and combine it with the resentment of hundreds of thousands of people to attack at the same time. What an eye-opener."
"If it were anyone else, their soul would have been destroyed in an instant."
The atomic bomb explosion caused people to lose control of their soul, and the resentment of hundreds of thousands of people rushed in. Even if someone could resist the resentment, they would still crash due to the overload of information. This made Pei Zi Yun very 'happy'!
"However, this is not a problem for me. The next wave is coming. Kuwako, Naomi, buy me some time!"
"Hai, I understand!"
The sky was burning, and the air turned red. Thick, hot dust floated in the air, burning their lungs. Visibility was extremely low, and they could only hear the movements of people around them.
One by one, corpses appeared from the smoke. More and more corpses appeared, and they surrounded them silently.
"Kill!" Kuwako raised her blade and shouted. Her movements quickened, and she pounced forward.
"Onii-chan taught me that war and swordsmanship are different, but the same."
"You must not give the enemy control over the space, and the initiative. You must attack automatically, just like playing chess, and defeat the enemy."
"So this is why we Japanese call swordsmanship the art of war."
With a "puff" sound, a human head flew into the air. There was no blood, only white flames. The corpse quickly turned into a torch.
Then, a surge of power surged into her body. This was the power that Onii-chan had given to Kuwako, allowing her to grow stronger and stronger!
Her movements became more agile, and she flew like a swallow, passing through the gaps between the enemies. At this point, Kuwako displayed a brilliance that dazzled Hayakawa Naomi.
"But I'm not bad either. Work hard, Naomi!" Hayakawa Naomi stretched out both her hands, "Mist!"
"Boom!" A mist appeared all around them, and it spread quickly. Strangely enough, this mist affected the senses of the corpses. They lost their target, and started to panic.
"Let the hail rain!" Hayakawa Naomi raised her arms and shouted to the sky. Black hailstones fell from the sky, and each hailstone was like an arrow. With a "puff, puff, puff" sound, more than ten corpses were torn to shreds.
"They're doing well."
Just as Pei Zi Yun was thinking about this, his vision darkened for a moment before it brightened again. Steel and concrete buildings filled his field of vision. There were people hurrying past. Some were dressed in suits, some were students dressed in black, and some were dressed in modified kimonos.
The policemen who maintained order were dressed in black uniforms with large brimmed hats, and had swords hanging from their waists.
In front of the policemen, the rickshaw driver was dressed in rubber shoes, and he was trying to attract customers. Not far away, he could see a paper sliding door.
"I'm back, is this Showa?" Pei Zi Yun frowned and took a step forward. In the shop opposite, the shopkeeper was shouting loudly, trying to attract customers. The middle-aged woman greeted him warmly, "Mr. Ohki, you're back? Living alone, without a woman to take care of you, must be tough, right? "
"Please buy some, I'll make it cheaper."
"I'll buy some then!" Pei Zi Yun did not seem surprised at all. He smiled and picked up some carrots. The middle-aged woman filled the bag with carrots and passed it to Yamada. She bowed and thanked him, "Thank you for your patronage, please come again next time."
Pei Zi Yun had only taken a few steps when a piercing alarm sounded. He opened his eyes and saw a plane flying past, dropping something. It was too far away, and he could not see what it was. All he could see was a small black dot. The black dot fell from above, and grew bigger and bigger. By the time he could see it clearly, it was already very close to him.
"Boom!"
A mushroom cloud rose up from where Pei Zi Yun was standing. History was repeating itself, but this time, Pei Zi Yun was at the center of the explosion. He looked down and saw that there was no ground. All he could see was his feet vaporizing and his body burning.
Then, he heard a deafening explosion. The shockwave spread out, and all the buildings within a few hundred meters collapsed. A mushroom cloud rose up into the sky.
"It's happening again."
"It's said that spirits will drag a person to experience the process of death, and thus destroy the person's spirit and resistance."
"An atomic bomb explosion, and the hatred of hundreds of thousands of people, this is a big deal!"
"But this is already the seventh time, right?"
"The first time, my whole body was vaporized. The second time, I kept my head. The third time, I lost my shoulders and neck. Now, only my feet are affected."
"You want to do it for the eighth time?" Pei Zi Yun looked up and laughed disdainfully, "Even if you want to, how much strength do you have?"
"How do you know? Impossible, this is a spell that Izanami has blessed. Even if you are a god, you will sink into the Yellow Springs and forget your memories. You will become one of them, and be worn down by the repetition!" Suddenly, a corpse stood up and screamed.
"Why, you can stay awake."
"Why, even the deaths of hundreds of thousands of people cannot move your heart?"
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