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The wine is gone, it's time to leave.

Fujiwara Ryugen did not learn the names of the Onmyoji and Slashing Techniques of Jun Komori and Rin Kaminagi, but only got a guarantee that they had nothing to do with Ise Jingu.

This guarantee is enough for him to go back and report.

To be honest, a single strong person is more difficult to deal with than a large force. With very few concerns, they can directly launch a ruthless counterattack after being attacked without having to worry too much.

Fujiwara no Ryūgen did not want a war between Ise Jingu and Shiraishi that would result in a river of blood.

On the way back, he was thinking about how to report so as to dissuade his sister and others from dealing with Bai Shi.

Returning to Ise Shrine from Nohara City, the sun was still bright and he was led to the center of the inner palace, the Kodaijingu Shrine.

Amaterasu Omikami is enshrined here, and the Eight-foot Mirror, one of the three sacred treasures symbolizing imperial power, is enshrined.

The exterior of the Imperial Shrine looks very low, only about three or four meters high. If it were placed in a park, it would probably be used as a public toilet with retro elements.

As the junior chief priest, Fujiwara no Ryugen knew better than the general public that there was no Amaterasu Omikami in this world.

Real gods are not allowed to be worshipped by the world.

For example, the God of Spring and the God of Winter are all declared to be evil spirits.

But it would be wrong to say that the Imperial Shrine is not important at all.

The Eight-foot Mirror is the only entrance connecting Ise Jingu Shrine and the Jingu Secret Realm.

The Imperial Shrine, where the Eight-foot Mirror is stored, is naturally very important.

He walked up the wooden steps into the palace, which was so spacious that it made one wonder if it was not a building.

The boundless plain was covered with white gravel, emitting a silvery glow.

A small mirror is suspended in the air, like the sun, with fascinating light patterns flowing on its surface.

Fujiwara Kiyoko stood under the mirror, wearing a pure white dress, her long hair tied up with a wooden hairpin. Time had not left a trace on her face, her pure appearance was frozen in her early twenties.

Especially those eyes, as clear as a stream.

"Long Xian, now that you are here, tell us the result."

From Fujiwara Ryugen's point of view, his sister seemed to be three or four kilometers away, but her words gave the impression that she was very close.

Distance seems confusing here.

"Yes." Fujiwara Ryugen responded, his eyes swept across the dark cracks in the mirror, and then turned to the ground, "My conclusion is not to make an enemy of Nohara Jinja. He is very strong and is not on the same level as me.

At the same time, he has a strong desire for revenge and will never give up.

If they want to kill him, Ise Jingu had better not hold back at all and send out all their might.

Otherwise, Ise Jingu would be a land of bloodshed and might even disappear from history.”

"hehe."

A sneer came from the crack, "Are you still drunk?"

"As long as we are here, Ise Jingu Shrine will never disappear."

Another old voice followed.

Fujiwara Ryugen did not refute. Those who spoke were all old monsters who had lived for hundreds of years.

They usually stay in the secret realm of the Eight-foot Mirror and will not show up in this world unless they encounter major events.

The reason, of course, is that the spiritual energy in this world is too low.

Old monsters of their level would feel a tightness in their chest and a feeling of difficulty breathing if they stayed outside.

Only by staying in a secret realm rich in spiritual energy can they feel comfortable and continue to climb to a higher level.

"I, the younger generation, have never dared to doubt the strength of the adults, but it is indeed difficult for us to eliminate Bai Shi alone."

Fujiwara Ryugen continued, "Even if he is eliminated, the forces behind him still possess the secret art of Tianliu.

We are unable to stop the spread of Tianliu's secret techniques, and we have also provoked a powerful force.

I'm afraid this is what the people who fanned the flames wanted to see."

He could judge from Shiraishi's words and actions that there was no powerful force behind him, but if he wanted to convince Ise Jingu Shrine not to pursue the matter, it was necessary to bring out an unknown force to deter him.

"That person claimed that it was a new style of instant attack that he had come up with.

We can just go along with it and then investigate who is fanning the flames in the dark, because he is the real enemy we need to deal with.”

There was a moment of silence.

A voice in the darkness said, "Qingzi, as the chief priest, do you have any opinions?"

Fujiwara Kiyoko understood that now was the time for her to take the blame, “I think what Long Xian said makes some sense.

The Tianliu secret technique is too important to be solved hastily. We need to investigate slowly and find out the whole story. It will not be too late to take action later."

"Then leave it to you. Don't let the reputation of Ise Jingu be tarnished."

"Yes." Fujiwara Kiyoko replied respectfully, and then said: "Long Xian, you can leave now."

Fujiwara Ryugen turned around, stepped out of the door, walked down the stairs, and saw someone dragging a large sack towards him.

"Hello, Mr. Fujiwara no Shonin." The man bowed and greeted.

"Ah."

Fujiwara Ryugen replied softly, with a serious expression, and quickened his pace to leave here.

The so-called secret realm uses the monsters' ability to travel through space to open up a small space in the gap between the alien world where the monsters live and the human world.

The abundant spiritual energy inside is transformed from the corpses of monsters.

Most of the monsters killed by Ise Shrine every year are fed into the secret realm to be enjoyed by that group of old monsters.

Just like a pig.

Every time he thought of those people, even though his father and grandfather were among them, Fujiwara Ryugen still felt like vomiting. He just wanted to go back to the bar as soon as possible and immerse himself in alcohol and the warm embrace of the young ladies.

He would rather die in the arms of a gentle woman than enter the secret realm and pursue the so-called immortality.

……

It was five o'clock and the slightly warm wind was blowing through the courtyard.

Bai Shi sat on the corridor, feeling dizzy. He didn't feel anything when he drank before.

The taste of the whiskey allowed him to drink one glass after another, and he drank most of the bottle, just like a can of beer.

But whiskey obviously has a stronger aftertaste than canned beer.

"Lord God, the meal is ready."

"Ah."

Bai Shi replied, and the man stood up. His body became shaky and his head felt light. Should he use the Butterfly Transformation Technique to eliminate it?

After thinking about it, he gave up the idea. It was a rare experience to be drunk, so there was no need to make himself sober.

As for the enemy, his barrier not only has the function of warning, but also has the ability to wake them up.

No matter whether he is sleeping or knocked unconscious, the barrier will wake him up immediately if it encounters external attacks or a supernatural being breaks in.

This is the result of giving up defense.

Shiraishi staggered into the living room. His abnormal appearance made Komori Jun ask with concern, "Lord God, are you okay?"

"It's okay, just a few more sips of wine."

Bai Shi waved his hand with a smiling expression on his face.

Komori Jun saw that his cheeks were red all the way to his earlobes and realized that he was drunk. "Wait, I'll make you some hangover soup."

"It's okay, I'm not drunk at all."

Bai Shi explained that he was fine, and to show that he was fine, he jumped on the spot. His dizziness became even worse and he fell backwards.

The hand subconsciously wanted to grab something.

"God..." Just as Guilongyuan Meisai was about to say hello, her chest sank slightly and the smile on her face froze.

Bai Shi pinched it, but could hardly hold it anymore. Wait, this feels wrong, it doesn't feel like a door, so he looked up.

"ah!"

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Chapter 34: Bai Shi, who understands the spirit of craftsmanship

head.

It hurts.

Is whiskey such a strong liquor?

Bai Shi put his hand on his head and for the first time he thought about not drinking anymore.

He snapped his fingers and said, "Let the headache caused by alcohol go away."

"what?"

He put his hands on his head and found that the pain subsided a little, which meant that his headache was not entirely caused by alcohol.

He touched the back of his head with his hand. Did he fall?

He added: "Let the pain caused by the fall go away."

The pain in the back of my head has gone away, but my forehead still hurts a little.

Bai Shi blinked. How could he drink some wine, have a headache and still perform a trio?

Because the pain in his forehead was not that severe, he did not continue to use the Butterfly Transformation Technique to eliminate it. He glanced at his phone and it was 7:45 in the morning.

It was unusual that they didn't wake him.

Probably because of the drinking.

Shiraishi yawned, stood up, wrapped the quilt casually, stuffed it into the closet, picked up the phone on the tatami and went outside.

After washing his face and brushing his teeth, he came to the restaurant. No one was there. The dishes were covered with vegetable covers on the table and there was porridge in the rice cooker.

The porridge was still warm, and so were the dishes. The gradually warming weather made it less likely that the food would get cold.

He ate breakfast alone and felt weird.

When I dined alone in the past few months, I never felt that the table was so big or the restaurant was so wide.

There was a sense of desolation in the air.

I still have to get up early and eat with them in the future.

Bai Shi thought to himself, quickly finished his breakfast, washed the dishes, picked up his phone, walked to the living room, opened the sliding door, and went to the corridor.

The morning sun shines on the courtyard.

Beside the shimmering pool stood a huge block of iron. As fists and feet fell, the iron broke into pieces, then floated up and returned to its original shape.

Just because Bai Shi stopped the Butterfly Transformation Technique doesn't mean that the objects created by the Butterfly Transformation Technique will disappear.

Turn imaginary into reality.

From the moment the iron block was born, it was already an object existing in this world.

The ability to continuously return to its original shape is simply a characteristic given by Shiraishi, just like an electric eel can discharge electricity, and a block of iron will continuously return to its original shape if it is not beaten into a human form.

With this characteristic, Guilongyuan Meiya can hammer the iron hard to vent her emotions.

"Good morning, Guilongyuan!"

Bai Shi raised his hand and said hello.

"Hmph." The girl did not respond with a smile as usual. Instead, she turned her head away, looking a little angry.

"?" Bai Shi blinked, not understanding how he had made her angry, and turned to walk to the back.

The courtyard is where Kiryuin Misae practices white fighting, and the back is where Kaminagi Rin practices slashing techniques.

Jun Komori was meditating in his bedroom.

He didn't want to disturb her meditation, so he could only ask Kami Nagi Rin if he had done anything wrong.