I, enter the zero world, change the ending

She couldn't believe it at all, but then she changed her mind and felt relieved.

There have been cases where fragments of the Divine Mirror were taken away from their original locations, so it is understandable that it happened again now.

"Then fight him." Shenhong took out a red film from the compartment of the portable bag and said calmly.

Seeing Crimson's relaxed attitude, Gudu immediately gained confidence, "Yes, we have red film, and its power is not to be underestimated."

"It's better to be frugal." Xiao Wuhui reminded the two, "There are only ten in total. Don't forget that we still have to deal with Wuhui and Kuki Tokisada later."

"How about I take the lead?" Zhiyao clapped her hands lightly, signaling everyone to be quiet. "Just like last time, I'll sneak up on them while Kurosawa controls them. This time, I'll stab them in the neck and try to kill them with one strike."

"Are you sure it's okay?" Gudu was a little worried. The female evil spirit last time was not killed with one stab. Now it was a more powerful evil spirit. She was worried that an accident would happen because they were too close.

"Don't underestimate the artifact Chuyeshi Sword, Miss Kurosawa." Zhiyao pulled out a knife and pressed the tip of the blade with her fingertips. "Do you know what the complete form of this thing is? You've seen the Seven-Branched Sword, right? It's exactly the same. It just becomes a dagger in my hands."

Shenhong heard it clearly and kept groaning in his heart.

It is a divine artifact and in its complete form. It seems to be worth a lot of money. Sikong is afraid that he will have to spend a few more years in prison.

Himuro Shibashu entered through the door leading to the fish pond, so the three of them tiptoed over. When they reached the door, they were worried that he had not gone too far, so Zhiyao signaled the two girls to stand further away, and she opened the door a crack and peeked inside.

It was so dark inside that he couldn't see anything. After thinking for a while, Zhiyao opened the door slightly and stepped in with one foot.

Just as I was about to step with my other foot, I heard footsteps coming from the stairs on my left.

Thinking that it might be Bingshi Chaizhou who came down, Zhiyao quickly retreated and left the door ajar, then continued to peek inside through the crack.

Time passed silently, and the sound of footsteps gradually approached. When the sound reached the corner of the stairs, a bright red appeared in the darkness, and then with the moonlight shining in from the dark window above, Zhiyao finally saw clearly.

It turns out it wasn't Himuro Shibafune, but...

The door was opened at this moment. The visitor was stunned at first, and then ran over here with joy.

"elder brother."

Seeing that it was her, everyone felt relieved.

For Zhiyao, being able to see spirits now has made up for her previous regrets.

The little girl in red ran up to Zhiyao, ready to pounce on her and hug her. Xiao Wuhui was quick-witted and jumped out to stand in the way before the two came into contact. The little girl in red didn't care and still looked at Zhiyao with a smile on her face.

"Brother, what are you doing?"

"What about you, little sister?" Zhiyao asked back, "By the way, I still don't know your name."

"My name is Mei."

Perhaps she died when her baby teeth were being replaced. When the little girl in red smiled, everyone saw two rows of broken teeth.

"Oh, then I'll call you Xiaomei." Zhiyao said, and his hand subconsciously reached towards Xiaomei's head.

This person refused to listen no matter how much she tried to persuade him. Xiao Wuhui didn't intend to care about it at first, but she still habitually pushed the other person's hand away. Unexpectedly, Xiaomei took the initiative to grab the blocked hand.

Some time passed.

"How do you feel?" Xiao Wuhui was indignant, speechless, and a little heartbroken.

"The back of my neck is a little bit..." Zhiyao rubbed the back of his neck that felt like it was burned. That was where Xiaomei was fatally injured before her death. "The rest is fine."

"The black marks on your body haven't been removed yet. Looking at them will only make things worse." Xiao Wuhui warned sternly, her eyes fixed on Zhiyao's neck.

"Why don't you try to suck it away?"

"Ok?"

Xiao Wuhui was stunned at first, but when she realized what the man was referring to, she immediately slapped her forehead, "This isn't Kuze Reika's tattoo. Can you please stop imagining things?"

"Maybe a kiss would help?"

"I do not."

Automatically filtering out the two flirting people, Shenhong spoke to Xiaomei, "Xiaomei, what are you doing? Where are your friends?"

"I was looking for something." Xiaomei touched her hair and looked in all directions. "It was a bell, and it suddenly disappeared."

In an instant, Gudu remembered and took out the bell from his portable bag.

"Is this it?" Gudu presented it.

"Wow, thank you, sister!" Xiaomei's eyes suddenly lit up and she jumped for joy.

"Since we've found the thing, we'll excuse ourselves first." Shenhong gently rubbed Xiaomei's head.

"Hey, let's go now. I still want you to play with me."

Being stared at with extremely expectant eyes by the innocent Xiaomei, Shenhong was a little overwhelmed, "Oh, it's not that I don't want to accompany you, it's just that my sisters really have important things to do..." Seeing the little girl's slightly lost expression, Shenhong looked away and cast a look at Gudu for help.

Upon receiving the order, Gudu immediately came over to help solve the problem. "Let's go to Guikou. You can call all your friends. There are many kind and friendly people there to accompany you."

Just as I was about to tell them the specific route, I suddenly heard the sound of a door closing from the direction of the fish pond.

His heart tightened and the ancient capital fell silent in an instant.

This time it was most likely Himuro Shibazu, she thought. She looked at the others and found that they had the same serious expressions as her, so she understood that everyone was thinking the same thing.

Then, footsteps began to approach in this direction, and the frequency was quite rapid.

Could it be that he heard the conversation just now?

A bone-chilling chill ran down his back. Zhiyao was the first to turn off his flashlight and duck behind the stairs. The others reacted quickly, gathering around him as quickly as possible, each turning off their flashlights. The footsteps stopped the moment they turned off their flashlights. Shenhong held her breath, cautiously poking her head out, and saw the man wearing a demon mask. It was Himuro Shibafune, wielding a bloodstained katana.

Kogure said that he killed everyone in the Himuro residence, and Shenhong now believes it firmly, because just by watching him in the dark, she feels an invisible pressure coming towards her.

It feels similar to the first time I met Kirie and the Armored Warrior.

I hope I won't be discovered.

Seeing Himuro Shibazu looking around, Shenhong held his breath and prayed silently.

However, no one expected that after looking around, Himuro Shibazu walked straight towards the hidden stairs.

Chapter 57: Volunteering

In an instant, Shenhong's heart rose to his throat. He reached into the interlayer of the portable bag and quietly retracted his head.

Combined with her actions and the approaching footsteps, everyone else went into a state of high alert, biting their lips and holding their breath. Zhiyao even curled up her body, protecting her collar with both hands to prevent the light of Chu Yeya's knife from leaking out from there.

This knife has many advantages except for this one flaw: it will automatically glow when a non-living person approaches, thus exposing its location.

Although there is a scabbard, the contact surface at the end is not tight enough, and light always seeps out from the gap.

Every time Himuro Shibazu got closer, everyone's heartbeat quickened. Just as Shenhong silently loaded the red film, the footsteps stopped.

The hiding place was at the diagonal angle where the stairs and the floor met. At this moment, Himuro Shibasu was standing in a straight line with everyone. Coincidentally, the light was the weakest at the diagonal angle, to the point where you couldn't see your hand in front of you. The distance between Himuro Shibasu's body and the stairs was less than half a meter, so that the lower right side was just in his blind spot. As long as people stayed inside and didn't move, they would never be discovered.

There is nothing more fortunate than this.

Of course, the opposite is that the people below cannot see his head, so they cannot tell which direction he is looking.

For the people below, this moment felt like a year. It was a very long time... in fact, it was only about a minute. With the departure of Himuro Shibasu, everyone's heart rate finally slowed down.

When the footsteps stopped not far away, the door was heard to open, then closed again after a few seconds and the footsteps could no longer be heard, everyone finally felt relieved.

But this time no one dared to be careless, so no one spoke.

Zhiyao swept her eyes over everyone present, waved gently forward, and led everyone forward on tiptoe. When they walked over the stairs and approached the corner of the corridor, the door on the right came into view.

This door had been discovered before, but no attempt had ever been made to open it. Based on the time it took for the footsteps to stop, Zhiyao analyzed that Himuro Shibazu should have gone in.

As before, Zhiyao gestured to others to step back, swallowed his saliva, gripped the door handle tightly, and then twisted it slowly with as little force as possible. When the lock was opened silently, Zhiyao opened the door a gap as wide as his index finger and put his eyes close to peek.

You won’t know until you see it. It’s shocking to see that the lord’s ancestral hall is right across the street.

Himuro Shibazu paced back and forth inside, and the floor made a series of footsteps.

The fragments of the Imperial Divine Mirror are on this guy, so a fight is inevitable. Considering the limited number of red films, Zhiyao frowned slightly and thought of other plans in his mind.

If only I could just steal the stuff...

As the thought came to his mind, Himuro Shibazu suddenly stopped wandering and went straight to the low table in front of the altar. After arriving at the low table, he took out the lens from his pocket and placed it on the table, as if responding telepathically.

After that, he even put down his samurai sword and sat upright.

The opportunity finally came. Zhiyao quickly waved to everyone, indicating that they should come over and take a look. Everyone noticed the lens on the table and understood his idea.

But how can we get it without fighting?

While he was thinking and planning his course of action, the door suddenly opened to the width of three fists, and then Xiaomei squeezed in in full view of everyone. It happened so suddenly that by the time Zhiyao realized what was happening, it was too late to stop her. So he could only watch helplessly as Xiaomei took her own actions until she hid behind a large pillar, while Himuro Shibazu remained kneeling in the same place, seemingly unaware that someone had entered the ancestral hall.

Xiaomei was not discovered, and Zhiyao couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief, and hesitated whether to follow in. During this time, Xiaomei took out a small stone from her body and threw it to the other end of the ancestral hall with all her strength.

The stone hit the ground and bounced, making several consecutive noises. Himuro Shibafune's head immediately turned towards the source of the sound, quickly grabbing his katana and rushing to investigate. Mei, seizing this once-in-a-lifetime opportunity, cautiously advanced towards the low table.

With her light body and no shoes, Xiaomei made almost no sound during the action. Everyone noticed that Himuro Shibafune on the other side was looking around, and Xiaomei was exposed, so they couldn't help but sweat.

Finally, Xiaomei got the fragment of the Imperial Mirror.

At the same time, Himuro Shibazu seemed to have noticed something and turned his head back.

Fortunately, Xiaomei reacted quickly. She bent down at the critical moment when her neck turned, and used the low table to cover herself without being discovered. When she noticed that Himuro Shibazu was approaching, Xiaomei simply crawled under the table.

Given the height of the low table, an adult cannot be hidden, but it is more than enough to hide a five or six-year-old child.

As Himuro Shibazu returned to her original position, Xiaomei waited quietly for a few seconds. After making sure that she had not been discovered, she took out a small stone from her body and prepared to repeat the trick.

Outside the door not far away, Zhiyao and his companions were so nervous that they were afraid of everything and were ready to rush in to rescue.

Although the most dangerous places are often the safest...

Himuro Shibafu is not a blind man like Mekakuro Miko. How could he not notice that the thing right in front of him suddenly disappeared, especially when the thing that disappeared was the reflective lens.

What happened next was just as Zhiyao and the others had expected. Within ten seconds, Himuro Shibazu discovered something unusual.

Xiaomei below didn't even have time to throw out the pebble.

It was impossible for an innocent child not to be nervous when facing an adult surrounded by a bloody smell. The person sitting quietly suddenly began to move. Xiaomei could of course think that something had disappeared and been discovered, and the footsteps moving around the coffee table further confirmed her guess.

Xiaomei was absolutely certain that the place under the table would be discovered sooner or later. She alerted herself up and paid close attention to any movement around the table, ready to escape from the other side when Himuro Shibazu bent down to check.

Suddenly, the moving footsteps stopped right in front of her, so Xiaomei began to slowly retreat.

But the next moment, the low table used for hiding was overturned.

It was like the roof was lifted off, and Xiaomei was completely exposed to Himuro Shibafune's sight, and her mind went blank.

The ferocious expression of the evil ghost mask stared at her, and Xiaomei's eyes showed fear, and tears welled up in the corners of her eyes. Seeing the blood-stained samurai sword slowly raised, her body was unable to move because of tension.

Time came to a standstill at this moment, and Xiaomei recalled a lot.

She was originally a child living in a village near the Himuro Mansion. By chance, she met Mikoto Munakata who moved here and became good friends with her. Then she, Mikoto, and the other four friends began to get together to play every now and then. Their favorite activity was hide-and-seek in the vast Himuro Mansion. She thought the happy time would continue forever, but one day she encountered a monster with extremely long arms. She was grabbed by the back of the neck by the monster and lost consciousness.

When she woke up later, she found herself still in the Himuro residence, but Munakata Mikoto and her family were nowhere to be found.

She tried to leave Himuro's residence and go home, but unexpectedly found the door locked tightly, so she could only wander around aimlessly until she met her former friends. One of her friends, Komiri, told her that she was dead, and she also learned the truth about this place.

Later, she and her friends encountered the long-armed monster again and were chased away in panic. The last time, she got separated from her friends while escaping and hurriedly hid in the doll room, but was locked in by Himuro Shibafune by mistake.

This lock lasted for decades until the seal was broken a few hours ago.

In this world, the soul will awaken after a person dies. If the soul dies again, both the body and the spirit will be destroyed, commonly known as complete death.

Knowing that she could not escape, at the last moment of her life, this little girl who had always retained the innocence of a child became relieved like an old man who had seen through the world.

There seems to be nothing worth regretting in this life. If I have to say something, it is probably that I didn’t see my parents and my little friend Mikoto Munakata again before I died.

The samurai sword was raised above her head, and Xiaomei closed her eyes peacefully. When the blade was about to fall, the door not far away was suddenly opened, and heavy and hurried footsteps were heard on the ground. It was the movement that attracted Himuro Shibazu's attention.

Himuro Shibazu only saw the angry-eyed boy rushing towards him, holding a glowing dagger in his hand.

“Die————————!”

The majestic roar echoed in the vast lord's shrine, and what followed was a golden straight line flying towards Himuro Shibasu's throat in the dark night. If nothing unexpected happened, this blow would kill Himuro Shibasu completely.

however……

Something hard hit Zhiyao's wrist with considerable force.

Zhiyao felt pain in her wrist and her palm became weak, and then she saw Chu Yeshi's knife fly out of her hand.

The person who can become the head of a clan is certainly not an ordinary person. Even though he has more than a dozen samurai guards protecting him at all times, Himuro Shibazu has never slacked off in his own training. Even if his swordsmanship is not as good as those of the guards, it is still no problem for him to deal with ordinary people with daggers.