[Six Paths Money] was held in Kamiyagawa's hand. After a while, the gold and silver broken bridge under his feet seemed to be sensing.
"Rumble" trembled. The six copper coins also vibrated at the same frequency, and then turned into mottled copper light and flew out of Kamiya's hand.
The copper coins shuttled through the black water and white mist, and their outline suddenly became larger. They fell from the sky with a buzzing sound, and were slowly embedded into the cross-section of the broken bridge.
The waves in the River Styx resounded, and the cries of the innocent souls continued. Kamiya stood at the end of the bridge, and the thick moisture wetted the hem of his clothes and hair. His eyes that had become extremely deep early on looked forward, and he saw six extremely large copper coins in front of him, arranged one on top of the other, forming a A new bridge was built, leading to the unknown dark place in the distance.
"Six Dao Qian is really used here." It is not the same as the usage in the legend, but it has indeed become a tool for crossing the river.
Without hesitating for too long, Kamiya stepped up to the copper coin in front of him. His feet were slightly swaying, but with his body coordination and the assistance of Ah Hum's Breath, he would not fall off the Copper Coin Bridge.
"Hiyoribo." Because there was only one road on the bridge, the little old man temporarily returned to the Nagitori Copper Coat. He changed to Hiyoribo and carefully sat on Kamiya's shoulder.
"I'm here, Lord Kamiya." The furious Styx made Little Taiyang fearful. She got closer to Kamiya, her little hands trembled slightly, and she grabbed Kamiya's collar with all her strength.
You can even feel her soft breath on your neck. Somewhat itchy. But even so, the little sun still used her ability to summon soft and dry warmth to continue drying the road under her master's feet.
This ensures that the Kamiya will not slip under your feet.
"If there is any danger, you should return to the Sunny Doll as soon as possible and leave me alone." Kamiyagawa told Hiyoribo and began to move towards
"Copper Coin Bridge Section" moves forward. The span of six copper coins was longer than expected. It took a long time to walk to the end, and then I saw the bridge deck made of gold and silver.
There were no accidents along the way. The six coins should have made up for the missing parts of the broken bridge.
"It seems that we made it to the bridge on the other side smoothly. We should be able to cross the river to the other side smoothly this time." Kamiyagawa was in high spirits. He raised his hand and gently poked Hiyoribo's soft cheek to signal her to go back, and then continued alone. On the way.
...the other side of the River Styx. It took nearly an hour to cross the Kamiya River across the entire Gold and Silver Bridge.
The width of Santu River is really amazing. Arriving on the other side, the first thing Kamiya did was to reset the location of the Kisaragi platform.
Set the platform to the other side and leave a save point. If you want to go to the other side, you can take the train. If you want to go to the other side, you can use the teleport. It will be much more convenient to move around on this map.
Concrete and steel bars flew up and down, and it was quickly built into the shape of a small platform.
"Finally, we got over smoothly." After finishing this matter, Kamiya began to carefully look at the surrounding environment.
The other side of the River Styx is different from the other side. The water mist is not so thick, and the visibility range is much wider.
The soil here is dark red, like dried blood. The red soil is full of Bianhua flowers, and it is empty and silent.
The restless sounds on the other side of the Styx were completely inaudible on the other side, as if they were blocked by a thick invisible barrier.
The slender flower stems and the flowers curled up and bloomed like dragon claws, swaying slightly in pieces. Desolation, anger, helplessness and despair are all mixed together on the flowers everywhere. Just standing here can make you feel an emptiness in your heart.
This is the place where the souls of the dead rest. Kamiyagawa opened the mouth of the [Mirage Bag] and rummaged through the [White Bone Higan Flower].
According to the identification information, this peculiar flower seed must be planted on the other side of the Styx River.
"result". Planting flowers is also one of the reasons why he came to Santuchuan.
"I just don't know what to do when planting this special Higan flower. Is it better to dig a hole and bury it with some soil, or do I need to take other care of it." The scent of [White Bone Higan flower] is strange. I always feel that after planting it, the future will be better. What special gains will there be?
While Kamiya was rummaging for flower seeds, he suddenly noticed something strange happened to another prop in the bag.
It was a prop that had been kept at the bottom of his box for a long time - a small token made of copper, which was giving off a peculiar luster.
"Why does this thing light up?" Kamiya took out the token and weighed it in his hand. A few seconds later, he felt a strange touch on his right shoulder blade.
Ibaraki Doji’s demon tattoo also had a strange reaction, the ghost hand
There was a "wow" sound, and the illusory scales trembled, as if they sensed something. It's like facing a formidable enemy, yet extremely excited.
"Strange thing." Kamiyagawa was confused by this series of changes, and immediately pressed the Ichimonji alert.
Then, I saw the [Onimumaru's Soldier Talisman] on the palm of my hand disintegrate and turn into dots of fluorescent light, with complex emotional fluctuations, sinking into the gorgeous sea of flowers on the other side.
The flowers on the other side swayed and vibrated, their blood-red petals floating in strips, silently. But between this vast and desolate world, a psychedelic scene was outlined -... soldiers were hooting, horses were neighing, and corpses were everywhere.
The air was filled with the smell of burning and the strong smell of blood. The fireworks on the battlefield burned together with the red glow of dusk on the horizon, making the sky and the earth a bright red.
A young boy of thirteen or fourteen who was wearing armor was stumbling around in the sea of blood and corpses, looking for something.
Until they found the corpse of a general who had been shot by arrows, the young man knelt down in the bloody water, his shoulders twitching uncontrollably.
"Father..." Tears mixed with the blood on his face, the boy murmured in a trembling voice, lying there motionless like a clay sculpture.
I don’t know how long it took. Far away from the battlefield, there are embroidered
The flag with the word "source" broke and fell, and noisy voices rang out: "The rebel Genji has been killed, the thief Minamoto Yoshitomo is dead!" Then there was the sound of the soldiers' heavy steps, and another flag could be seen in the distance. Flying, embroidered on it
The word "flat". It's the troops of the Taira family who are coming, and the enemy is coming. The boy from the Yuan family stood up from the sea of blood and corpses, pulled off a small copper token from his father's waist, and looked at it with red eyes.
The banner with the character "平" glanced at it with hatred, then threw away its armor and fled. ...the blurry changes of light and shadow in the flowers on the other side.
He is still the young man from the Yuan family, but now he is no longer the gorgeous and triumphant person he looks like on the battlefield.
He was dressed in a completely civilian style, wearing a linen suit that didn't quite fit him, with a scruffy thin belt tied around the neckline.
His hair was also a mess, with bits of hay mixed in at the ends. The down-and-out aristocratic boy was in a miserable state.
The boy from the Yuan family was hiding in a dilapidated wild temple, and there was a five or six-year-old boy beside him.
He was also dressed in a linen jacket, somewhat similar to a young man, and his dark eyes were as bright as a wolf's cub.
This is his half-brother. The Minamoto family was defeated, and the Taira family massacred the Minamoto clan and abducted the female scroll. But some people in the family also escaped, and the young man was tossed around, and only the young ninth brother was rescued from the chaos.
The wind was leaking out of the wild temple, and the late autumn evening was very cold. The two children of the Yuan family were shivering from the cold. The elder brother hugged his younger brother tighter, raised his hand to wipe away the tears hanging from his nose, and suddenly asked: "What's your name?"
"Minamoto Yoshitsune." The younger brother replied without thinking, and his tone even contained the pride of a Minamoto child announcing his or her name.
"Idiot!" The elder brother took his younger brother's hand and slapped him hard. The beating made their palms ache.
"Let me ask you, what is your name?"
"Gen... Ushiwakamaru, my name is Ushiwakamaru." The younger brother shook his body and finally changed his mind.
"Let me ask you again, what is my name?"
"The third brother's name is Onimumaru."
"The Minamoto family is gone, and Minamoto Yoshitsune's mother was kidnapped by Taira Kiyomori. People from the imperial court and the Taira family are going to arrest the Minamoto family members and kill them. But this has nothing to do with us, remember it, Your name is Ushiwakamaru, my name is Kibumaru, we are just two wandering beggars."
"Oh." Ushiwakamaru, who was only five or six years old, was confused about what his brother said. He only knew that his father was dead and his biological mother was taken away by bad guys.
Family hatred was not very deep in his heart. However, whatever the third brother says is what he says. Although not born to the same mother, Ushiwakamaru has been close to Onimumaru since he was a child.
The family is gone, his father is dead, and he listens to his third brother in everything. The brothers leaned together in the deserted wild temple, but their thin clothes were hard to keep warm in the dewy cold autumn.
Ushiwakamaru trembled for a while, then raised his hand and touched his belly: "Brother, I'm hungry." Onimumaru's body trembled, and then he got up from the ground: "Stay here and don't go anywhere. I Get some food." Ushiwakamaru huddled in the ruined temple, wrapping his body with hay sticks.
I don’t know how long it took, but the sky turned completely dark. It was dark and quiet inside the temple. The clay Buddha statues on the windy hall looked weird and ferocious in the darkness. The barking of wild dogs came from nowhere.
Ushiwakamaru was extremely scared and extremely hungry. He wanted to go find his third brother, but due to his brother's instructions before going out, he really didn't dare to move, so he just shrank his body tighter.
"Has the third brother been taken away by a wild dog? Will the third brother not come back?" He thought in his heart.
The sense of helplessness, fear and oppressive darkness completely engulfed the half-grown child, causing him to sob softly unconsciously.
He didn't know how long he had been crying, but Ushiwakamaru suddenly heard a familiar voice: "Stupid brother, what does it look like to cry?"
"I'm not crying!" Ushiwakamaru raised his hand to wipe the tears on his face, and saw his brother staggering in from the door and sitting heavily beside him.
Onimumaru's ill-fitting suit was torn several times, and the thin straps at the collar were missing.
There were some bruises on his face, but his expression was cheerful. He spat blood-streaked spit on the ground.
Then he took out a bunch of sticky rice balls from his arms and handed them to his brother.
"Eat."
"Brother, did you get into a fight with someone?"
"Yeah. But those people can't beat me. Shut up and eat quickly. Didn't you complain that you were hungry?" Ushiwakamaru took down the string of glutinous rice balls and looked at them eagerly: "Brother, you too eat."
"I ate outside earlier, and I ate four skewers!" Onimumaru grinned openly at his younger brother,
"Don't say I'm unfair. There's nothing you can do about it. It's very hard for me to get food, so naturally I have to eat more. You just stayed in the ruined temple, so you can only eat one bunch."
"Oh." Ushiwakamaru nodded. It turned out that the third brother had already eaten, and even ate four skewers. He didn't think it was unfair. The meatballs were indeed brought back by his third brother, and he was just crying in the ruined temple waiting for his brother to come back.
"Eat, eat." Looking at his brother who was devouring food, Onimumaru turned away.
His throat twitched slightly, and he swallowed a mouthful of saliva that smelled like rust. He turned around and walked into the dark yard, took two ladles of cold water and swallowed it, but his withered abdomen seemed to be even more hungry.
After wandering around the yard for a while, when they entered the main hall of the ruined temple again, they saw that Ushiwakamaru had fallen asleep holding hay.
I guess I was tired from crying just now. Onimumaru felt that his ninth brother was stupid. He was only a little older and didn't understand anything.
"Why did you eat four skewers?" He probably really believed it. Ushiwakamaru had always believed in his own words.
All four cold meatballs on bamboo sticks were eaten.
"Just be stupid if you are stupid. I only have this younger brother now." Looking at Ushiwakamaru sleeping peacefully, Onimumaru raised the corners of his mouth.
Ninth brother has indeed suffered a lot recently. After all, he was old and had fought with his father, so he had suffered a lot.
Ushiwakamaru was just that old. He was still living a well-fed life at home, but suddenly he was displaced. It was pretty good that he could survive until now.
Onimumaru took the bamboo stick out of his brother's hand. I picked up some glutinous rice residue with my teeth, but there was no sweet taste.
"Four strings." He laughed again. The whole theft alone was discovered, and they struggled for a long time before escaping.
Onimumaru is really not good at sneaking around. However, once it is familiar again, he will do it again next time.
Onimumaru didn't care much about the integrity of samurai and nobles. He and his brother had to survive.
Survive and take revenge on the Taira clan.
"It's absolutely impossible for those people to find out tomorrow." Ushiwakamaru slept peacefully on the haystack, while Onimumaru stood at the gate of the ruined temple and looked out.
The night outside was dark, the cold wind was howling, and the shadows of the trees near and far were swaying like ghosts.
"What is my name?" Onimumaru suddenly asked himself in a low voice. Then he took out a small token made of copper from his arms, and gently rubbed the patinated lines on it with his thumb.
"I am the leader of the Minamoto clan in Kawachi, Kanto, the son of the Lord Imperial Guardsman, Minamoto Yoshitomo, and I am Minamoto Yoritomo."... In 1159 AD, the first year of Emperor Nijo's reign.
Minamoto no Yoshitomo, the leader of the Minamoto family, rebelled, imprisoned the emperor and the emperor, and killed the emperor's cronies. The rebellion was later suppressed by Taira clan leader Taira Kiyomori, and Minamoto Yoshitomo died.
The Genji clan was massacred and taken into captivity, and only a small number of clan members fled. His sons, Minamoto no Yoritomo and Minamoto Nobuyoshi, were captured during the escape, but were not executed.
In the end, Minamoto Yoritomo was exiled to Hirudo Island on the wild Yondou Peninsula. The Taira family also arranged for Yin Dou's wealthy squire Hojo Tokisei to monitor all Minamoto Yoritomo's words and deeds.
And a few younger sons, including Minamoto no Suiyi, received the Taira clan.
The promise "If he lives as a monk from now on, his life will be spared" was left in the Buddhist temple. After this incident, the Taira family, the enemies of the Minamoto family, rose to prominence and took over the affairs of the court. They rose through the ranks and became ministers of the imperial court.
It is known as the Pingzhi Rebellion in history.
