After galloping for a few days and nights, he had no idea how much time had passed. Anyway, he was most likely out of the Iishi District or even the Yun Nation's territory.
It was drizzling from the sky.
This was a mountain range covered by dense fog. Wu Ming abandoned the horse and strolled on the mountain road with an oil-paper umbrella.
"When I activated my Third Eye just now, I saw a flash of purple here. It should be about time …"
The mountain road was quite rugged, and the rain was getting heavier. Big drops fell, and the sky was dark and gloomy. Lightning flashed from time to time.
Although none of this was a problem for Wu Ming, when he saw a little light under the dark sky, a smile still appeared on his face.
When he got closer, he found that the light was emitted from a temple.
The temple was very dilapidated, and the door was not closed. However, Wu Ming pushed it, and it opened. He immediately entered and came to the main hall.
"Ah!"
A crisp and childish voice came from inside, with a hint of panic.
"Excuse me!"
Wu Ming's words were polite, but his actions were not polite at all. He directly rushed in, and immediately saw a boy less than ten years old holding a spear in both hands, looking at him with a face full of panic.
"Hey! Little devil … If you point at me like that again, I'll kill you! "
Wu Ming strode in and saw that the main hall was also quite dilapidated. A Bodhisattva of unknown name was enshrined on the altar, and most of the paint on it had faded.
However, there was still some oil in the lamp in front, which was lit at this time.
Barren mountain, dilapidated temple, a little light as small as a bean, and a strange boy. All of this looked so strange.
Wu Ming opened his Heavenly Eye, and a cold light flashed at the bottom of his eyes. When he saw the boy again, he immediately had an idea in his heart. Hmm … There's actually a trace of purple in his life … Is this fate innately precious?
He knew that the background of this little devil was probably not ordinary. However, this was not what he needed to pay attention to at this time.
"There's a smell of blood!"
Ignoring the boy's obstruction, he immediately went to the back hall.
"Whoosh!"
There was a sudden flash of lightning, and what appeared in front of Wu Ming was the corpse of a headless warrior.
"Hmm? Circumcision? "
There was a pool of dark red blood flowing on the ground, but this warrior was bare-chested. He held the chasujutsu in his hand and made a cross-cut on his lower abdomen. His body leaned forward, and his movements were meticulous. He did not fall to the side. This was the most perfect abdominal cut for a warrior.
"But if it's really suicide, then it's not a good choice …"
Wu Ming looked at the dog bite mark on the man's neck and could not help but complain.
Clang!
Behind Wu Ming, the knife in the boy's hand fell to the ground, and a sorrowful expression appeared on his face.
"He's your relative? Or a friend? Or a retainer? "
Thinking of his future plans, Wu Ming tried his best to look kind. He touched the child's head and asked, "What's your name?"
"Ox … Ox Ball!"
There was finally life in the boy's eyes. There were tears in his eyes as he said, "There … there's … monsters here!"
"Monsters!"
Wu Ming smiled, and then he heard a loud noise in the hall.
He immediately held his katana and walked to the front.
The light was like a bean, and it gave off a bright yellow glow. Everything seemed to be the same as before, except that there was an additional Sanskrit scripture on the table.
There was nothing special about the original scripture. It was just that a strong wind blew, and the book suddenly flipped to another page. There were dark brown words on it.
"… I swear to write the five Mahayana Sutras with my tongue and blood, to return to the path of evil, to become the great demon of Japan. I will kill the people for the emperor, and kill the emperor for the people. I hope that this country will be in chaos forever … These words are filled with anger!"
Wu Ming read it and laughed lightly, but a hint of disdain appeared on his face.
"Rumble!"
At this moment, the last flame in the oil lamp was extinguished!
With the last bit of light from the outside world, the Bodhisattva that was originally worshiped suddenly changed!
A strange smile appeared on the originally dead object. Its red nose slowly protruded, and it let out a strange laugh.
In an instant, the Bodhisattva changed from a Buddha to a huge monster wearing armor, a straw cape, a katana hanging from its waist, and a fan in its hand. It even had wings!
"It's Tengu!"
Niu Ruomaru cried and fell to the ground, "It was the one that ate Ozawa's head!"
"Hmm … Not a bad big demon, comparable to Shutendoji!"
Looking at the huge Tengu samurai walking down the altar, Wu Ming suddenly smiled and opened his hands. A green lightning mark appeared on his palms, "I don't care if you have ulterior motives for keeping this Niu Ruomaru, or if you're being merciful, or if you're being instructed by some other existence, or even if it's fate, but I only want to say one thing!"
At this moment, flames appeared on Tengu's fan, and it raised its katana high.
A shocking demonic power spread out in all directions like a storm.
"… That is … choosing this kind of weather to go against me, you've really made a mistake!"
As soon as Wu Ming finished his last sentence, lightning danced wildly outside, and thunder rumbled continuously.
"Imperial order! Summon the lightning! "
Rumble!
A huge lightning descended, lifting up the entire roof of the temple.
The lightning danced wildly in the sky, faintly forming the shape of a green dragon. Under Wu Ming's guidance, accompanied by the majesty and grace of the world, it whizzed down!
"Five Thunder Secret Technique, Green Dragon Strike!"
Level three Taoist techniques, the body of a Perfected Person, coupled with the Thunder Realm, and the power of heaven and earth, when the Thunder spell was used, it really shocked the heavens!
White light!
Before Daitengu could react, he was swallowed by the dazzling white lightning.
Then, the overflowing lightning spread to everything in the surroundings …
…
In the dream, blood and fire covered the ground.
The black flames engulfed the usually luxurious palace, as well as the high and mighty Heavensguard Pavilion.
"Niu Ruomaru … You must remember, you are the young master of our Susa family, the blood of Susa Man flows in your body!
"Live! You must live, and avenge us on the Genpei family! "
These were the words of a dignified lord.
The scene changed, and it was the scene of him fleeing all over the world, and his attendants dying one by one. In the end, he came to a temple.
"Young master Niu Ruomaru … Please live!"
That was the samurai who protected him at the end, and he said with a smile. Blood splattered like cherry blossoms, and another Daitengu monster pounced on him, biting off his head.
"No …"
Niu Ruomaru cried out in shock, and he jumped up from the grass.
"Is this … a dream?"
He found himself lying on a lawn, and the grass around him still had dew on it. The sky was clear after the rain, and there was a beautiful rainbow on the other side of the mountain.
"Ah … the rainbow is the bridge to the underworld, could Ozawa be on the rainbow and become a Buddha …"
Niu Ruomaru thought, and tears flowed out.
"Are you okay?"
A voice came, causing him to shiver, and he immediately saw the samurai from last night.
He touched his neck subconsciously, and found that the stone magatama hanging on it was still there. He immediately heaved a sigh of relief, but he was also a little helpless.
At this time, he deeply understood that after the death of his follower, he was completely alone.
"This is … a temple?"
"The demon is dead, and the illusion barrier from before also disappeared …"
Wu Ming pretended to be careless, and said: "That samurai, in order to protect you, he volunteered to be a sacrifice, really brave … Niu Ruomaru, where is your home, I will send you back …"
"I can't go back!!!"
Niu Ruomaru shivered, and immediately knew that he had overreacted, and said with a red face: "I don't have a home …"
"Is that so … to have such a loyal guard, it is really touching!"
Wu Ming clapped his hands: "How about this … I am also a warrior lord, from now on, you will follow me, how about it?"
At this time, Niu Ruomaru was at a loss, and did not know where else to go.
When he came back to his senses, he was already riding on a fine horse.
"I am the lord of Mount Tsukiyama, if you follow me in the future, you will definitely become a very good samurai …"
Wu Ming said casually in front, but he was laughing in his heart.
As a Perfected Person, it was easy to deal with a child, no matter what method he used.
This little brat still wanted to hide everything, but he did not know that a simple Dream Drawing Spell made him spill everything.
"The young master of the Susa family has the blood of Susanoo, one of the Three Noble Gods … and … one of the three Fuso divine artifacts, the most precious treasure of the Susa family, the Yasakani no Magatama …"
Glancing at the magatama on Niu Ruomaru's neck, Wu Ming felt that it was a pity.
This thing not only recognized its owner by blood, but also the bloodline of Susanoo, it also had great luck and karma, and he could not afford to offend it.
If he took it, he would definitely be noticed by the Three Noble Gods, and even if he used tricks to get it, it would be useless in the end.
"Maybe … I can try it when I leave and see if the Chief God Space will accept it?"
Wu Ming touched his chin. He had already thought of a series of follow-up countermeasures for this Niu Ruomaru.
Naturally, strengthening control was necessary, whether it was using kindness to win him over, planting a secret door in his body, or even influencing his mind, he had to do everything at once.
It was even possible to use him as a medium to steal the luck of the entire Fuso!
After all, this was the bloodline of the Susa family, and in theory, he had the right to rule the entire Fuso!
This Fuso world was somewhat different from his previous life. The Three Noble Gods — Amaterasu, Susanoo, and Tsukuyomi — had all left their bloodlines in the human world.
Although there were also daimyos and ministers, the purest and direct descendants were still the three royal families, known as Genpei, Susa, and Fujiwara!
Genpei was the direct descendant of Amaterasu Omikami, Susa was naturally the successor of Susanoo, and Fujiwara was the bloodline of Tsukuyomi!
The orthodoxy of Fuso flowed between these three families.
Sometimes they ruled together, and sometimes they loved each other and killed each other. It was only because of the protection of the gods that a trace of bloodline could be preserved.
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