Snowy mountains, vast snowy areas, and lofts in all directions.
"The leader of the faction..."
Yukiyama Hayato had just come back from outside and appeared in the attic hall. Murakami Taro, dressed in gray and sitting on a futon and mumbling something, had already greeted him immediately.
Japanese people attach great importance to etiquette.
At this moment, after Murakami Taro walked in front of Yukiyama Hayato, he knelt down directly on his knees, bowed to the ground, and made a big salute.
"Taro, can't you let go?" Looking at the disciple he once valued the most, Yukiyama Hayato looked complicated and sighed.
"Without Senior Sister Ono, I would have been dead back then!"
"Half of my foot had already stepped into hell, but she tried her best to drag me back."
"She will die in the Yanhuang Kingdom because of my invitation and being implicated by me. How can I let go of her death?"
"Please grant me permission to enter the dog cave and serve the dog god with my body. Whether I succeed or fail, I will have no regrets."
Prostrating himself on the ground again, Taro Murakami kowtowed several times respectfully, and begged Yukiyama Hayato.
After the Yanhuang Kingdom returned to the Japanese Kingdom in despair, he didn't go anywhere and came directly to the Daxue Mountain.
After all, he was alone, with no relatives, no children, and few people who could even be called friends.
Only the Snow Mountain School, where he was born, really allowed him to store some emotions.
Back here, in addition to informing Yukiyama Hayato, the faction leader, that Ono Sari had died in the Yanhuang Kingdom, he also wanted to try his best to persuade Yukiyama Hayato to come out and avenge Ono Sari.
There are only a few true Onmyojis of the Snow Mountain School.
Because people's hearts are complex and no longer as simple as they were a few decades ago, it is already extremely difficult for a new Onmyoji seed to be born, and the chance of success can be said to be extremely low.
For Yukiyama Hayato, the sect leader, every time his Yukiyama sect loses an Onmyoji, he will feel extremely distressed.
In Murakami Taro's view, after hearing the news of Ono Sari's death, Yukiyama Hayato would definitely be furious and kill the Yanhuang Kingdom directly. It was not impossible.
Unfortunately, this is just his wishful thinking.
Facing the death of Ono Sari, Snow Mountain Hayato has always been very calm. He is not even willing to leave Daisetsu Mountain. He wants him to go to the Yanhuang Kingdom to avenge Ono Sari, which is even more impossible.
Although Taro Murakami was disappointed with such a result, he had nothing to do.
Since Yukiyama Hayato, the leader of the faction, was unwilling to take action, he could only settle for the next best thing.
Entering the dog's cave and pleasing the dog god, as long as he can successfully gain power, it is not impossible for him to seek revenge.
"Taro, although you have left the sect for many years, after all, you were once a disciple of our sect."
"You should know what price you have to pay for entering the dog hole."
"With your age and your determination, do you think you can come out of this alive?"
With an expressionless face, Yukiyama Hayato's eyes sparkled with inexplicable brilliance.
As if he had seen through all the thoughts in Taro Murakami's heart, he looked directly at Taro Murakami and said in a deep voice.
"I cannot absolve myself of the blame for Senior Sister Ono's death. If I can't avenge her, what's the point of enjoying life? What's the point of fearing death?"
"If you enter a dog cave, even if you narrowly escape death, as long as there is a small chance of survival, that's enough for me!"
"I am no longer afraid of life and death, and I still ask the sect leader to fulfill me..."
After bowing respectfully to Yukiyama Hayato again, Murakami Taro asked.
Staring directly at Taro Murakami in front of him, Yukiyama Hayato remained silent for a long time.
Taro Murakami has been staying on this snowy mountain for several months.
Every time he saw him, he would be respectful, kneel down and bow down, and mention to him about going to the Dog Cave.
Yukiyama Hayato himself could not even remember how many times he had been rejected by his request.
Many people in the Japanese country have a bit of paranoia and madness in their hearts.
Taro Murakami is obviously a typical example of this. Looking at his posture, it is clear that he will not give up until he achieves his goal.
I have advised him so many times and rejected him so many times...
To say that he was moved by his sincerity is simply nonsense. The reason Yukiyama Hayato was silent at this moment was because he was just a little tired of it.
"Since Taro Murakami is really tired of life and wants to go into a dog hole to seek death, why not just let him do it?"
This thought has appeared in Snow Mountain Hayato's mind many times without realizing it.
The reason why it was always difficult for him to make a decision was mainly because, as the leader of the faction, he knew the place of Inudong better than others.
From the secret book within the sect, which only the sect leader was qualified to view, he clearly knew that Inudong was one of the secret places closest to Takamagahara.
In the beginning, the Snow Mountain School placed their base here just to guard this secret place.
In the early years, the chance of success in communicating with spirits in dog caves was several times higher than in other places.
But later, influenced by some unknown reason, Inudong has completely changed...
Anyone who enters it will kill each other and become completely crazy.
On one occasion, twenty or thirty young men from their snow mountain sect were sent into the dog cave. After brutal fighting and devouring each other, they finally gave birth to a terrifying existence who called himself InuYasha.
That guy was simply a lunatic, murderous by nature, and would kill anyone he saw. After killing someone, he would not even let go of the body, including the skin and bones, and would eat them cleanly.
The night InuYasha was born, the entire Snow Mountain School was filled with blood.
Although InuYasha was finally killed by the combined efforts of the entire sect, after that battle, there were only a few survivors left in the entire Snow Mountain sect.
The Snow Mountain School, which was considered to be the top force among the Onmyoji lineage, completely declined due to that incident.
The Inudong area has been classified as a forbidden area by the Snow Mountain School and has been completely sealed off. No one has entered it for two to three hundred years.
In order to gain strength, Taro Murakami actually wanted to enter the dog cave?
Yukiyama Hayato, the leader of the faction, was very impatient with being pestered, but if he was really asked to nod and send Murakami Taro into the dog's cave, he would inevitably hesitate to make a real decision.
"Patriarch, I know why you are hesitating!"
"When I enter the dog cave, there are only two results waiting for me, either, I will fail and die in it."
"Or, gain great power and completely fall into madness."
"No matter which result, I don't think you have anything to worry about!"
"Our Snow Mountain School has declined to this point. There will be no results and it will be even worse than it is now."
"Even if I fall into madness and kill everyone I see, as long as the people who die by my hands are not from our Snow Mountain School!"
"The bigger the disturbance I cause, the deeper the impact. Isn't it just the right time to revive the great reputation of our Snow Mountain School?"
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Seeing Yukiyama Hayato always looking hesitant, Murakami Taro quickly spoke up and comforted him.
What he said seemed to make sense, and he kept saying it for a long time.
Finally, Yukiyama Hayato was moved by what he said.
"Okay, Taro, since you don't care about life and death and want to enter the dog hole, then I will help you."
"I am the only one who knows the true location of the forbidden area. Follow me and I will take you there now!"
Gritting his teeth, Yukiyama Hayato finally nodded.
He waved at Taro Murakami and greeted him.
The two of them walked out of the square loft one after the other and walked quickly towards the top of the snow-capped peak.
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At the foot of the mountain, Chen Hai, wearing a leather jacket, walked in the snow, one foot deep, one foot shallow. When he reached this point, he finally stopped.
Picking up the few copper coins used for divination, he did some random calculations.
"According to the hexagram, that guy Taro Murakami is on this mountain peak."
"It seems that although my sense of direction is average, I didn't find the wrong place!"
After the divination calculated the result, Chen Hai put away a few copper coins and muttered.
Then, he flipped his hand gently, and a bottle of Peach Blossom Fairy Brew stored in the storage bag appeared in his hand.
"Good wine..." He opened the bottle cap, took the bottle and took a few gulps into his mouth.
Although he can control fire and is not afraid of the cold, his body is still just a mortal body.
In this extreme cold weather, after a few sips of wine, his body was warm and he felt much more comfortable.
Unfortunately, there is only so much space in his storage bag.
It's okay to put a few bottles of wine in, but it's simply unrealistic to bring more wine with you.
His destination was in the Japanese country of Hokkaido, and he had already figured it out when he was in Kyoto.
Knowing that it was cold and freezing in this place and the weather was relatively bad, before he came here, he specially made a few bottles of Peach Blossom Fairy Brew and stored them in his storage bag.
I walked alone in this vast snowy area for a day or two.
He was not a good drinker at first, but the bottle of Peach Blossom Fairy Brew in his hand was already his last stock.
After drinking a few bottles of wine and feeling that his body had warmed up a lot, he capped the bottle and put the bottle away again!
"There seem to be many buildings halfway up the mountain."
"Taro Murakami is hiding here again. It seems that this mountain peak is not simple!"
"Onmyoji sect, where Ono Sari was born, could it be that this is where it is based?"
Chen Hai raised his head and looked at the mountain top for a few times, and said to himself.
There is a vast expanse of white everywhere. In such an environment, a person's vision will be greatly affected.
He could only vaguely see some of the buildings halfway up the mountain.
He stepped forward and continued to move up the mountain.
"Snow-capped mountains, trespassers will perish!" After just a few dozen steps, a huge stone tablet appeared in front of Chen Hai.