I, enter the zero world, change the ending

"I found this down there, and I have a feeling it could be useful somewhere," Gudu said, dusting off his knees and elbows.

"This is a Shizi mask." Xiao Wuhui narrowed her eyes and frowned slightly. "It shouldn't be under the altar."

"The Sizi mask?" Zhiyao took it from Gudu and looked at it over and over again. "What is it used for?"

"The Shizi Mask possesses incredible power. It can transform into a different type of mask depending on where it is placed," Xiao Wuhui said. "In layman's terms, it's like a master key."

"What magic props?" Zhiyao couldn't help but complain.

The fragments of the Imperial Divine Mirror are still missing, but with the Sizi Mask, Zhiyao knows where to go.

With a slight wave of his hand, he called and led everyone back to the U-shaped corridor outside, heading towards the door they had come out of before. After arriving, he took off the sad mask on the door and hung up the Sizi mask instead.

The next second, the pristine white mask transformed into a slightly yellowed mask of sadness, and Zhiyao's eyes nearly popped out of his head in shock. To him, this thing was even more magical and unbelievable than the exorcist camera or the Chu Yeshi knife.

"Excuse me, isn't this really magic?" Zhiyao muttered to herself, feeling that her worldview had been refreshed.

Obviously, no one paid any attention to him.

Entering the room with square stone pillars, Zhiyao put the four different masks back to the corresponding positions on the pillars, and then used the Sizi mask to leave the room. After some time, he successfully arrived at the only door that could not be opened before and entered the room behind the door.

"This is where the Muyin ritual is performed." Gu Du recognized it as soon as he entered.

"Will there be fragments of the Divine Mirror?" Shenhong looked around, his gaze fixed on the small altar against the wall on the left.

According to convention, whenever there is a cabinet on the altar, there must be something in the cabinet. She thought that the fragments of the imperial mirror might be in it.

Shenhong decisively opened the cabinet door. She did not see the fragments of the divine mirror, but only a dark brown mask. Moreover, this mask did not give her a good feeling - there were two thorns at the eyes of the mask, and the surface of the thorns was covered with dried black stains.

Combining the execution process of the Muyin ritual, Shenhong immediately thought of something and her scalp began to tingle.

She wanted to pretend not to see it, but her intuition told her that this might be a very important prop, so she reached out for the mask.

Who would have thought that as soon as the fingertips touched, the scene would change into something else.

The picture shows a middle-aged man with a crew cut. Shenhong recognized that it was the great-grandfather in the photo. In the same room, the great-grandfather was standing next to him, holding a spiky mask in his hand and examining it.

Shenhong looked at her great-grandfather from head to toe. As her gaze unconsciously moved to his pocket, she noticed a protruding ridge there. She widened her eyes and looked carefully, and finally saw that it was a fragment of the Imperial Mirror.

Oh my god, it turns out the thing was with my great-grandfather!

She was as excited as an archaeologist who had discovered an unknown ancient tomb. At the same time, the scene in front of her returned to normal, with Zhiyao and others surrounding her.

"You didn't travel through time as well, did you?" Shenhong was just holding the mask in a daze. Zhiyao, who had experienced it once before, said in an extremely expectant tone, "Tell me what you saw. Don't hide it."

"Huh?" Shen Hong was stunned, then sighed, "I didn't travel through time." He explained, "I saw scenes from the past, which should be a form of viewing." Then he returned to the topic, "I saw my great-grandfather."

"Did you see Ryozo?" Yae couldn't believe it.

"The fragments of the Imperial Mirror are with my great-grandfather."

After hearing Shenhong's next sentence, Yae couldn't believe it even more.

"Then we have to go find Mr. Munakata," said Gudu.

Yae nodded hurriedly.

For her, this was simply the happiest thing that had happened since waking up, on the same level as knowing that Mikoto was safe.

"But where is he?" Zhiyao pointed directly to the key point, "Yajou, do you have any items hidden by Sohō Ryo? If so, quickly send them to Kurosawa as a token of your incense."

Yae was about to answer that it was the previous safe, but was interrupted by Kirie's voice.

"Hinasaki, what else did you see?"

"My great-grandfather turned the spiky mask over and over again."

"As for the mask..." Xiao Wuhui rolled her eyes and shifted her gaze to a certain place, "I think I know where he went."

……

In the Himuro residence, there are two paths leading to the gate of the underworld, one is under the Moon Shrine, and the other is inside the Onikou. The mask that Souka Ryozo is holding and examining is the key to open the gate of the Onikou.

Led by Komuri, everyone returned to the atrium with cherry trees, and then from the atrium back to the middle room connecting the atrium and the U-shaped corridor, which was the room where Shenhong saw the afterimage of Hirasaka Tomoe for the second time. After entering the room and walking to the end, Komuri pointed to the door on the right.

"Go in from here."

Having never been here before, Zhiyao gently pushed the door open and found that the situation inside was completely different from the outside.

There were obvious cracks everywhere on the wooden floor, and even the beams above were tilted, with several broken ones lying on the ground.

At first glance, it looks like an earthquake has occurred here.

what happened?

Zhiyao was about to ask Xiao Wuhui, but Xiao Wuhui held his mouth and gestured for them to move on. So everyone avoided the irregularly arranged beams on the top and moved forward carefully.

After passing through the door at the end, everyone was once again shocked by the unique scenery.

Although this was an old house that had been abandoned for nearly a hundred years, the corridor here was different from the other corridors and was incredibly clean; although all the houses before were pitch black, there were candles lit on both sides of the corridor here.

His heart was itching as if a cat was scratching him, and Zhiyao finally couldn't hold it in anymore.

"Why is this happening?"

"This place is close to the Yellow Springs Gate, and the closer you get, the more severe the distortion of time and space becomes," Xiao Wuhui said. "I don't even come to this place often, so I didn't expect it to still be as it was."

"It's amazing." Gu Du sighed sincerely.

"Ryozo... actually came here..." Yae muttered to herself.

"My great-grandfather was a folklorist. It's not surprising that he explored unknown things." Shenhong replied indifferently.

By the way, speaking of which... I haven’t seen my brother in so many places before. Could he be here too?

For a moment, Crimson couldn't help but think so.

The corridor wasn't particularly long, but it was divided into two sections. A few minutes later, they reached the door at the end. Pushing it open, Zhiyao took the lead and stepped inside. He saw an open area that looked like a mine. He walked to the edge and looked down, seeing Qianye and Lingyin huddled in a corner below.

"Hello----"

Zhiyao shouted excitedly, ran to the escalator not far away, and climbed down in a hurry.

Hearing a familiar voice, Lingyin hurried to the bottom of the escalator to greet her. Chiba noticed the movement and groped his way over.

"Hi, I didn't expect to see you again." Zhiyao greeted the two of them happily.

"Sikong?" Lingyin supported Qianye and took a step forward together. "How did you get here?" Hearing Qianye's voice from his throat, Lingyin explained, "Master Qianye asked if you were in trouble and if you needed help."

"No, no." Zhiyao waved her hands quickly.

He couldn't help feeling distressed when he saw Chiba's eyes. How could he bear to trouble her? If it weren't for Xiao Wuhui strictly forbidding him to touch other spirits, he would even want to hug Chiba.

In the Abyss of the End, everyone has left. In this place so isolated from the world that there is almost no light, only the long-haired girl wearing a white wedding gown is left.

Wuhui stared at the other end of the stone bridge and finally smiled happily, as if relieved.

However, the smile only lasted for less than a second before it was dispelled by the pain in his back, and he instinctively let out a cry of pain.

Through the rope-splitting ceremony, the soul of the Rope Maiden, who has no attachment to the real world, is placed on the rope. Then, with the light of the sacred mirror, the evil spirits on the other side of the Yellow Springs Gate that attempt to touch the pure soul of the Rope Maiden are dispelled, so as to achieve the effect of sealing the Yellow Springs Gate on the day of the disaster on December 13th, thus saving the real world.

Once, the ritual failed due to her own distracting thoughts. Now, Wuhui is finally able to pick up this unfinished mission again, not only to save all living beings, but also to pay for the evil deeds done by her evil side over the past hundred years.

Using the transformed spirit self as part of the connecting ritual rope, he used his body to block the heavy gate of the underworld.

This is countless times more painful than the regular sealing ceremony. In Wuhui's opinion, this is the punishment she deserves. This punishment will continue in the future, and she will stay alone in such a place forever.

Until the soul is completely consumed.

It feels...really...very painful...

At this moment, a flickering fire appeared in the distance, and the light moved closer and closer. Wuhui widened her eyes in disbelief.

Then my nose felt sore and tears fell inadvertently.

"why?"

"Because the mission is accomplished." Zhiyao smiled brightly and gently held her cheek with his left hand. "The target person survived successfully."

"You've already left with them..."

Zhiyao gently pressed her lips and hugged her tightly in his arms, as if she would slip away if he didn't.

"A few hours ago, I entered the Himuro residence for someone else." Zhiyao leaned close to Wuhui's ear and whispered, "Now I've decided. I want to stay for myself."

"But your life..." Kirie's voice was almost sobbing.

"I've figured out the real reason why I came to this world. I came here to keep you company when you were lonely. It was wrong of me to rudely take away the person who was supposed to stay with you. But I want to say that I'm not staying here to make up for it, nor to replace someone else. I am who I am, Sikong Zhiyao. I stayed here willingly because I wanted to be with Himuro Kirie. I love Himuro Kirie."

At this point, Wuhui could no longer control her emotions, and tears flowed over her face like a flood that had broken through a dam.

"I'm sorry... I'm sorry... I'm sorry, I'm sorry..."

She apologized desperately because there was nothing else she could do.

"Why should I apologize?" Zhiyao pressed his forehead against hers and said sadly, "You didn't do anything wrong."

"You could have a better future..."

"I believe the best future is having you by my side."

"No, I'm not worthy of being like this... I'm so sinful..." Kirie was already crying.

"If I decide I'm worthy, would you accept me?"

"I……"

Of course she was willing, how could she not be willing? It wasn't because she had no choice, but because she had a good impression of him deep in her heart, an emotion that grew uncontrollably.

When she was alive, she killed the stranger because of her special identity. After her death, she learned her lesson and never got distracted again. She focused solely on the unfinished ceremony. Even if the seeds of love appeared again, she always remembered that completing the ceremony took priority and suppressed it firmly in the deepest part of her heart.

Now, at this moment when the ceremony has been completed, she no longer has to avoid it and can face it with joy.

Wuhui didn't say anything else, just nodded slightly. The handsome face so close to her was reflected in her pupils. Wuhui's gaze gradually became misty. Her body, which did not have the objective conditions for blushing, heartbeating, and warming ears, miraculously developed the above symptoms.

"From now on, we will be together forever. I am not perfect, and my soul is not noble, so please don't despise me."

"I will never, ever..." Wu Hui took a deep breath, calmed herself down, and said firmly, "I will never dislike you, because I like you too, Sikong."

As long as you are by my side, no matter how thorny and bumpy the road ahead is, even if it is hell, I can hold your hand and keep going.

The walls of the Abyss began to vibrate violently. Under the tremendous force, the stone bridge leading to the gate of the underworld began to break and collapse. Soon it broke into pieces and fell to the bottom of the abyss.

Seeing this, Zhiyao quickly grabbed one end of the rope, first hugged Wuhui's body, and then wrapped the rope around their bodies several times.

The rope can bind the body, and the talisman on it can also imprison the soul. In this way, even if the body dies, the soul will still be bound to Wuhui even if it has no consciousness until it wakes up again.

From now on, we will never be separated again.

Seeing through this person's thoughts, Wuhui's nose felt sore and tears began to well up again.

Gently closing her eyes, Wuhui rested her head on the opposite shoulder, a happy smile on her cheeks. Then she carefully adjusted the length of the rope with her hands, and hugged the other person back tightly, ensuring that the gate to the underworld would not open.

Once the stone bridge at the edge of the abyss breaks, no one will be able to come to this place anymore.

As the last Rope Maiden, Wuhui's soul will forever guard the Gate of the Underworld. However, at this moment, she is neither lonely nor uncomfortable. Even the pain caused by her body sealing the Gate of the Underworld has disappeared without a trace.

Chapter 46: [Munata Ryozo and the Mekakushi Miko]

First of all, I didn’t express my last sentence clearly yesterday. What I meant was that I wanted the protagonist to go down and accompany Wuhui. Now I put myself in his shoes and it feels awkward.

……

Seeing Gudu climbing down the escalator, Shenhong was on guard with a camera in his hand. Thinking that it would take a minute for him to come down, Zhiyao turned his attention back to Lingyin.

"Is it okay here? Is it safe?" he asked warmly.

"How could it be unsafe?" Lingyin replied nonchalantly, her gaze following the ancient capital above as she slowly moved downwards. "I'm fine, and Master Chiba is recovering well too."

Suddenly, Yae landed gently next to the three people.

"Have you seen a middle-aged man?" Yae asked impatiently, worried about her husband. "That man is my husband. He has a buzz cut and is about this tall." Yae said while gesturing with her hands to indicate his height.