"The heaven and earth are mysterious, the underworld is pardoned, the officials of the earth are on patrol, the nine yins are endless! Lead!"

Kong Sang used the living spirit to forcibly enter the memory of the abbot of Dayen Temple.

Zhao Yuecheng and Zhao Xiaocheng protected Kong Sang.

As for the boundless resentment and blood energy, it was resisted by the masters of the Jinling branch.

Zhao Yuecheng looked at Wang Zhi, who was standing not far away.

Wang Zhi held one hand behind his back and gently twisted the beads with the other hand, as if he didn't care about the difficulties in front of him.

As if aware of Zhao Yuecheng's gaze, Wang Zhi looked at him, smiled, and nodded slightly:

"The executioner of this generation?"

"I thank you for saving my father several times."

"But... you and my father seem to be too close."

Zhao Yuecheng frowned.

Wang Zhi smiled:

"Father is smart and will figure out the situation here quickly."

"Please tell him that if he wants to find me after he wakes up, he can go find Xu Yiyang's parents."

"I won't do it right away."

"Because... if the truth is buried, it will lose any meaning."

…

In the memory world hosted by Dayen Temple, the chaotic sea of ​​consciousness space is very unstable at this time.

After all, this time it was Kongsang who forcibly invaded the old host's sea of ​​consciousness, so the other party would naturally reject him.

Kong Sang was not polite and turned into a shark directly.

With the siren rose on his chest flashing, the shark king's consciousness projection appeared behind Kong Sang.

"You are... very angry now."

Kong Sang nodded:

"I don't know why either."

"But... when I saw the dark, bottomless water of the sea of ​​consciousness, I..."

The Shark King nodded slightly, but his expression showed a serious look:

"There is indeed a huge darkness here."

"Kong Sang, be careful."

In an instant, the shark king's consciousness projection disappeared.

Kong Sang jumped directly into the cold water of the Sea of ​​Consciousness.

An uncomfortable feeling came over me.

dark……

Cold...

Dead silence...

despair……

All kinds of inexplicable emotions overlapped together. As Kongsang continued to swim downward, scenes began to appear in front of his eyes.

However, in the picture, it seems that the old abbot of Dayen Temple is not what he looks like now.

In front of you is a closed room.

The person sitting on the main seat could see that it was a Japanese officer's uniform from the war period.

At this time, his complexion ranged from sad to gray.

Beside him, there were several people standing.

These people, some dressed as ninjas and some dressed as warlocks, seemed to be capable people from Japan.

"Our empire...is defeated!"

The officer's eyes were full of resentment:

"The latest information, His Majesty the Emperor has surrendered!"

The remaining people started talking one after another and immediately said angrily:

"How could His Majesty the Emperor give such an order!"

"Our empire will not lose!"

The officer shook his head:

"The destruction of Hiroshima left us unable to recover."

"But even so...the flame of revenge must be planted!"

The officer looked at the people in front of him:

"You are all survivors who escaped from the human epidemic during the Jinling massacre."

"I want you not to return to my country!"

"You have to learn the language and culture here and completely become a Kyushu native!"

"If one generation is not enough, then give birth to children here!"

"In short, wait until everything falls into place, then contact our country and take back all our country's compatriots who died on this land!"

Several people nodded to each other, knelt on the ground one after another, made a big salute, and expressed their determination.

Moreover, they cut their palms and left a special mark.

"This will be our mark!"

"Our descendants will also leave such glory!"

Several people spoke in unison, and one of them acted as an intermediary to help the officer who committed seppuku.

Among them, the warlock dressed like an onmyoji escaped the pursuit of everyone after leaving the secret room and dived down the fastest.

Like a wounded snake, it began to crawl in the darkness.

Immediately, the warlock quickly learned the knowledge of Kyushu.

When he appeared in front of everyone again, his sunny smile made it impossible to tell that he was a Japanese man harboring evil intentions!

And he also successfully deceived others and spread his branches.

On this day, the aging warlock called his son to his side.

Perhaps it was because of the wolfish ambition in the Japanese blood, or maybe it was the overt and covert guidance over the past decades. As a son with half Japanese blood, he easily accepted the fact that his father was a Japanese war criminal.

"Son, I am too old."

"Today's world is not mature enough."

"It's all up to you to figure it out!"

"Remember, the glory of my empire will never be destroyed!"

The young man accepted the task and used a dagger to make an exact cut in his palm!

Then, in Kongsang's eyes, he began to grow and kidnapped his classmates for secret experiments.

The devilish behavior during the war was repeated again.

The weak and pitiful classmate screamed and shed tears on the operating table, and finally died with his eyes closed.

And the boy's attitude gradually changed into that of a young man.

"Did it..."

"I finally succeeded!"

"It's so lucky!"

"Incense? These are the rules of this country!"

The young man showed an excited and evil smile.

Then, when the system was not very complete at that time, he easily entered the Dayen Temple and became a monk.

The madness inherent in his genes makes him the same as his warlock father until he achieves his goal.

I have worked diligently in the temple for many years, and there really is no flaw at all!

Even after adjusting his position, he became a monk with a very good reputation.

In Dayen Temple, both the host and his fellow disciples have very good senses about it.
To be continued...