I Am a Heroic Spirit

"Huh?" Tohka was stunned, a puzzled look on her face.

"That's not your own will. Just like blacksmiths, scientists, and people who developed nuclear bombs, they never thought about depriving other people's lives and causing serious damage to the earth. No one wants to have such consequences." Arthur gave an example.

"However, for the residents of this world, whether I am willing or not, it will make no difference to the consequences of this destruction." Tohka's expression became even sadder.

"Then try not to let this happen again," Arthur said with a smile, "Learn to control your power, my people. Your king will help you."

"Is it possible? If I can control my power, can I prevent this from happening again?"

"Yes, my people, learn to trust your King."

"Yes, my king, Arthur."

Under the setting sun, the girl looked up at the man in front of her. Both of them were covered in the glow of the sunset, like a beautiful painting.

(Today seems to be Valentine's Day, so I wish all lovers in the world can be like the Cowherd and the Weaver Girl, who can only see each other once a year. By the way, whose Valentine's Day is today? Forget it, for single people like me, no matter which holiday it is, I can send a blessing.)

Happy New Year 154

When the devil comes at dusk, the wind rises and the clouds surge, dark clouds avoid the moon, and a cold wind blows from nowhere in this summer dusk, penetrating into the skin.

This is very abnormal. The moon has started to rise before seven o'clock. It is more like winter than summer.

Zhang Luo stood on the balcony of the office, looking at the sky with a puzzled expression.

More than a month has passed, and in less than a week, school will start. Rukia Kuchiki and Ryuki Arisawa have returned to Karakura Town to prepare for the new semester. Only Zhang Luo still stays here and has no plans to go to school.

"Alas, the storm is about to come."

Looking at the weather that shouldn't be here at this time, Zhang Luo muttered to himself, with a thousand thoughts in his mind.

Yuyuko is still a long way from being unsealed. On the Sesshōseki side, Isayama Yomi hasn't gotten engaged to Iizuna Noriyuki yet. On the Bleach side, Kuchiki Rukia and the others just returned, so the truth isn't revealed so soon. As for Orochi, while there are some signs of the KOF tournament, it's still months away, and even if it does, there's no guarantee Orochi will be released. The Shaman King tournament is in 1998, so it's still a few years away, so there's no need to worry.

So, what is this sudden feeling?

Zhang Luo felt a little strange. The strange weather and the sudden impulse meant that at least something that he cared about had happened.

At this moment, a plume of black smoke rose in the distance, as if there was a fire somewhere. However, in Zhang Luo's sight, the black smoke was not just the smoke from the flames, but was also mixed with a demonic aura and a faint spiritual power.

"There is a situation."

Zhang Luo flipped directly off the balcony and rushed to the fire scene after landing. His intuition told him that this fire was of great significance to him.

Because the two-wheeled armored cavalry was given to Arthur's clone, Zhang Luo, who had no motorcycle to use, could only use magic to speed up his speed. However, compared with Zhang Luo two months ago, the current Zhang Luo is no longer the same person. Even without using Zhuge Kongming's power, he arrived at the fire scene within ten minutes.

"Higurashi Shrine?"

Before the fire truck arrived, Zhang Luo appeared at the fire scene, which was also outside the Higurashi Shrine.

Is it...

Zhang Luo had some guesses in his mind, but he couldn't be sure, so he hid his body and entered the shrine. He found the place where the fire broke out, which was the warehouse behind the shrine.

As soon as he arrived at the door of the shrine warehouse, Zhang Luo saw the door of the warehouse being knocked open and a masked man rushed out from the warehouse.

"It's a Noh mask indeed. I didn't expect the plot to progress to this point so quickly."

Zhang Luo dodged the impact of the mask with a flash of his body.

"Body...body...give me your body!"

The mask turned in another direction, let out a sinister roar, and pounced towards Zhang Luo.

"You're just a little monster, yet you dare to act wildly in front of me? Do you really think I'm useless because I don't have a heroic spirit?"

Seeing that the mask did not leave but turned back and attacked him, Zhang Luo's eyes became cold, and a precious sword engraved with "All soldiers and fighters are in formation" appeared in his hand.

The long sword was unsheathed, and the dazzling blade light drew a graceful arc. The Noh mask stayed in mid-air, and four deep cracks appeared. With a "bang", the whole mask turned into ashes.

"Ding!"

A shiny crystal fragment fell to the ground, which was obviously the fragment of the Four Souls Jade embedded in the Noh mask.

However, speaking of it, Zhang Luo was very curious. Why did the fragments of the Shikon Jade continue to be passed down until now? Shouldn't they have been purified by Kagome Higurashi?

I really can’t figure it out.

Shaking his head, Zhang Luo bent down, picked up the fragments of the Four Souls Jade, and put them away.

Half an hour later, Kagome Higurashi emerged from the Bone-Eating Well.

"I need to bring some extra snacks this time. School is about to start, and I need to get some textbooks to review and some clothes to change..."

While carefully counting the things that needed to be taken to the ancient times, Kagome Higurashi climbed up the Bone-Eating Well, opened the door and walked out.

As soon as she went out, a warehouse emitting black smoke appeared in Kagome Higurashi's sight. Kagome Higurashi's face changed drastically and she hurriedly ran towards the warehouse.

When they entered the warehouse, they saw Grandpa Higurashi lying on the ground. The fire around him had not yet grown bigger, so Grandpa Higurashi was able to survive. Kagome Higurashi quickly helped Grandpa Higurashi up and escaped from the burning warehouse.

Not long after leaving the warehouse, Grandpa Higurashi woke up from his coma. Seeing this, Kagome Higurashi immediately asked, "Grandpa, what happened? Why did the warehouse catch fire? You also fainted inside the warehouse. Is there an arsonist?"

"It's a monster. The monster sealed by our ancestors has escaped." Grandpa Higurashi said with difficulty.

"What?" Higurashi Kagome was shocked. Are there monsters in modern society? Aren't those only found in ancient times?

"That monster was a mask that a Noh family commissioned us to exorcise when our ancestors were the ancestors before our ancestors before our ancestors at Higurashi Shrine. I still remember that its name was the Human Flesh Mask. I didn't expect that after so many years, it still had such powerful demonic power." Grandpa Higurashi coughed twice and said weakly.

"Did we catch that monster? Or did we let it escape?" Kagome Higurashi asked worriedly.

"I fainted from the smoke while exorcising a demon." The implication is that she fainted because of the fire, not because she was defeated by the masked monster, and no one knew where the masked monster had gone. However, Kagome Higurashi would not be fooled by Grandpa Higurashi's evasive words. She must have lost the fight, after all, Grandpa was just a liar.

Kagome Higurashi's expression turned ugly. If she let the monster run away, not to mention whether it would cause harm to ordinary people, it would definitely take the opportunity to come back for revenge. Grandpa was no match for that monster. If the masked monster came when she was not at home, then Grandpa would be in trouble.

Just as Kagome Higurashi was thinking this, her sometimes-effective shrine maiden inspiration suddenly took effect, and the gradually disappearing remaining breath of the monster, the breath of the Shikon Jade, and the powerful demon-breaking power all appeared in her perception.

Kagome Higurashi breathed a sigh of relief, but then she became nervous again. The Shikon Jade wasn't here. It must have been taken away by the person who defeated the Noh Mask. This was bad. If it was a monster, she could still find it. But if it was a human, how would she find it without knowing their appearance and identity?

While Kagome Higurashi was anxious about the disappearance of the Shikon Jewel, Zhang Luo leisurely returned to the office, had dinner, packed his luggage, casually hung a sign outside the door saying that the owner was out and the business was temporarily closed, and then left the office and went to Higurashi Shrine.

At this time, the Higurashi Shrine was surrounded by police and ambulances, and outsiders were not allowed to enter. However, this did not pose a problem for Zhang Luo. After hiding his figure, he jumped a few times and arrived outside the room where the Bone-Eating Well was located.

It was like entering the universe. As soon as Zhang Luo jumped into the Bone-Eating Well, he felt his feet go empty and he kept falling down. The surroundings were full of twinkling stars, as if he was in outer space.

After an unknown amount of time, Zhang Luo felt that his falling speed began to slow down. At the same time, an exit appeared in his sight. Slowly, Zhang Luo passed through the exit, adjusted his posture, and landed his feet steadily on the ground, without falling flat on his face like Kagome Higurashi.

"What about successful crossing?"

Zhang Luo jumped up, stood at the mouth of the Bone-Eating Well, and looked around.

Looking out, the vast green forest stretched out like an ocean, its surface extending into a single expanse. The trees grew lush and verdant, exuding a refreshing coolness. Sunlight, like strands of golden sand, filtered through the layers of branches and leaves, spilling onto the grass, creating countless dazzling spots on the ground.

Countless wildflowers of all kinds bloomed on the grass, emitting an alluring fragrance from time to time. Birds in the woods flew and chirped happily, and the sound of gurgling water echoed in the breeze for a long time.

Fresh air, which is almost impossible to find in modern society, rushes towards you, exuding a faint, invigorating scent.

However, Zhang Luo was not intoxicated by the beautiful scenery, but was looking for the sacred tree.

Through the bushes, Zhang Luo found the location of the sacred tree. He crossed the distance of 4.0 in three or two steps and came to the front of the sacred tree.

"It's exactly what I expected."

After walking around the sacred tree and observing it carefully, Zhang Luo's face showed an expression of anticipation.

There were no arrow marks on the sacred tree, nor any residual demonic energy or the miko's spiritual power. In other words, during this period of time, the sacred tree had not been endangered by Kikyo's demon-breaking arrow, and Inuyasha had not been sealed.

"Could it be that it really is the Heian Period?"

Zhang Luo guessed.

In fact, long before entering the Bone-Eating Well, Zhang Luo had guessed what he would encounter. He would either arrive at the era where Kagome Higurashi arrived, or arrive at the era where Kikyo was, or go to the Heian period where Tsurugi, Abe Kiyoaki, Aoandon, and Asakura Yooh were.

After all, if the Bone-Eating Well is the equivalent of a time-travel device, then the Four Souls Jade fragments are the time coordinates and the activation key. In other words, there are only three possibilities for me, carrying the Four Souls Jade fragments. This was Zhang Luo's deduction based on his previous conversation with Qingxuandeng.

Chapter 156 Staying Overnight

Everyone has their own ideas about what the end of the world will look like, but the basic commonality is undeniable. It's collapsed buildings, desolate streets, and nowhere to be seen, not a single person or sound. This is the most fitting scenario for the end of the world, and the world we live in is exactly like this.

In an unknown space, the sky cracked like glass, and an ominous black aura seeped into the space from the cracks in the sky. On the ground, the ruins of what should have been a bustling street could be vaguely seen.

A chilling wind blew, bitingly cold, whipping up charred rags. Amidst the endless expanse of wood and stone, the stagnant stench of smoking wood emanated. The ruins of two thousand-meter-long rows of houses revealed a startling sight: countless blazing wooden structures piled together haphazardly, not only where the shops had once stood, but also along the street between the two rows of shops. It was as if entire houses and courtyards had fallen from the sky.

Looking around, there were broken swords and bodies covered with burns and knife marks everywhere. Ninety-nine percent of them were women, with deep scars in their tattered clothes. Only more than a thousand bodies were male. In other words, there were at least 100,000 people who died in this space.

The living creatures that still existed in this space were tens of thousands of twisted and deformed monsters, with ghostly horns, eye sockets flashing with scarlet light, bone armor, white bone chains, and knives flashing with cold light. Their mechanical and crazy appearance clearly showed that these hundreds of thousands of monsters had no reason.

Among these hundreds of thousands of monsters, there are dozens of unique monsters. Not to mention other things, the swords they carry are obviously superior to those of other monsters.

In the ruins, a monster with a blood moon in its sight drew out the graceful yet strange sword from its waist and slashed it fiercely in front of its body. A black crack appeared in front of the monster as the blade fell and expanded rapidly.

"Next stop, the Heian period. Main target, Abe Haruaki."

The monster, with a blood moon constantly reflected in its eyes, gave orders with a cold tone that chilled people's hearts.

"Don't forget, there is also Ashiya Doman, Shuten-doji, and Mikazuki." said the monster next to him.

"Shuten-douji? Ashiya Doman? They don't seem to be positive characters. The probability of them becoming our enemies is not high, Douji." said the monster called Crescent Moon.

"In fact, during Abe Kiyomizu's lifetime, Shuten-doji and he had a pretty good relationship, and Ashiya Doman and Abe Kiyomizu were also good friends." The monster known as Doujikiri sneered, "Isn't history something humans use to tamper with?"

"Can't you even see this, Lord Mikazuki?" said the monster with his eyes lowered.

"Haha, is that so? It seems that I am indeed an old grandfather. Even humans can't see this, Lord Suzumaru." The monster called Mikazuki said with a forced smile.

"This world is full of pain. The way to relieve pain is death, and it is also my duty." The monster called Suzumaru did not respond, but just muttered to himself.

Since then, in 2300 AD, the Time Government was destroyed by the Dark Sword and the Time Travel Army, and disappeared from the past, present and future.

……

Zhang Luo walked through the forest and stood on the hillside. Looking around, he saw a vast plain with a few villages scattered in all directions. However, they were very far apart from each other. In the night, he could only see the vague glow of fireworks. Of course, this was also thanks to the ancient starry sky.

"Change your clothes first, and then go to the village to ask for some information." Zhang Luo said, taking out a white hunting robe and a bat fan. After putting them on, he took out the magic book and wrote down several commonly used Yin-Yang techniques before putting it back.

"As the saying goes, when in Rome, do as the Romans do. Now I am Zhang Luo, the descendant of the Yin-Yang School from the Tang Dynasty."

With a wave of the bat fan, Zhang Luo summoned a water mirror. He looked at the handsome Yin-Yang master in white in the mirror with complacency and said.

After casting a strengthening magic and a floating magic on himself, Zhang Luo randomly chose the direction of a village, walked down the hillside and headed towards the village.

In a few minutes, Zhang Luo arrived outside the village. Looking at the sky full of dark clouds, Zhang Luo walked into the village.

This village should not be a dilapidated village. The buildings inside are old and ancient. Although most of them are thatched houses, there are also a few houses with tile eaves and brick walls. Candlelight flickers in the paper windows, and there are occasional coughs and dog barking. Apart from this, there is no other sound. Apart from Zhang Luo, there is no one walking on the dirt road. Under the dim moonlight, the village looks inexplicably weird.

But this should be a normal thing, right? In ancient Japan, when the devils paraded at night, it was abnormal for people to go out at night.

Zhang Luo chose a brick house with a lantern hanging outside, which looked like the richest house in the village. He walked over and knocked on the door.

"Dong Dong Dong!!!"

Zhang Luo knocked on the door with considerable force. Even if the people inside were asleep, they would be woken up. Moreover, such a wealthy family would have at least a few servants. However, no one responded to Zhang Luo.

"I am an onmyoji passing by and hope to stay here for one night. Please open the door." Zhang Luo thought for a moment, knocked on the door again, and spoke.

This time someone finally responded to Zhang Luo.

"Guest outside, are you really the Onmyoji?" the person in the yard asked cautiously.

"Of course, please open the door. I'll only stay for one night and then I'll leave." Zhang Luo said loudly.

"Can you prove your identity? You know, the night is a world of ghosts. I can't let unidentified people come to my master's house so easily." The man in the yard continued.

"Of course," Zhang Luo said, understanding. He then took out a yellow talisman from his body and stuffed it through the crack in the door. "Throw it away."

The yellow talisman disappeared from the crack in the door, and soon a scream was heard from inside. Then the door of the yard was opened from the inside, and a middle-aged man who looked like a servant respectfully invited Zhang Luo in.

When he entered the yard, he saw an old man and an old woman coming out of the house, with happy looks on their faces, and they came to greet Zhang Luo.

"Respected Onmyoji, welcome."

"Today is such a good day. Our child was just married to the King of Harima in the afternoon. We didn't expect that we would welcome a respected Onmyoji in the evening." The old man and the old woman greeted Zhang Luo respectfully.

"Hello, gentlemen. I am Zhang Luo, an Onmyoji from an Eastern country. I am passing by here today and hope to rest here for one night." Zhang Luo also said politely.

"No problem, Onmyoji-sama, please follow us."

The old man said happily and took Zhang Luo to the back of the yard, while the old woman bowed to Zhang Luo and returned to the house.

When following the old man's footsteps to the backyard, when passing the door of a house, Zhang Luo's eyelids suddenly twitched and he could smell a faint smell of blood.

"Please wait a moment." Zhang Luo stopped the old man who was continuing to lead the way.

"Is there anything wrong, Onmyoji?" The old man stopped and asked in confusion.

"Who lives in this room?" Zhang Luo said, pointing to the room that exuded the smell of blood and evil spirits.

"That's where my married daughter lived when she was at home. Is there any problem?" asked the old man.

"There's a demonic aura and a smell of blood inside." Zhang Luo answered directly.