He struggled wildly, but because he was tied by the rope, he could only twist like a maggot.
I wanted to shout, but only a whining sound came out of my throat.
boom!
A stick came over and hit Yoshino Koji on the head.
Yoshino Koji's vision went dark and he fell down.
I do not know how long it has been.
Yoshino Koji opened his eyes, and there was a woman who had passed out lying on top of him.
He twisted a few times and wanted to leave, but the prison car was full of people and there was no room to move.
Some of these people were tied with ropes, some had their hamstrings broken, and some were hung on cut iron hooks.
"I'm going to die, I'm going to die, I'm going to die..."
A girl next to her lowered her head and repeated these words nervously.
She didn't dare to speak too loudly or cry, because it would attract the samurai, who would then give her another beating or something worse.
Yoshino Koji noticed that the girl was not wearing pants and there was blood on the inside of her legs. Those terrible things had all happened before, maybe more than once.
The woman who was lying on top of him was lucky enough to escape because she was too ugly.
but,
Who is the lucky person locked up in this prison car?
Human sacrifice…
These sacrifices will eventually die.
Yoshino Koji withdrew his gaze from these people and began to consider his own situation.
My head still hurts badly, my shoulders hurt, and my mouth hurts.
The arrow was still in his shoulder.
He knew that it was not that the two warriors were kind-hearted, but that they needed human sacrifice.
When the arrow is pulled out, a lot of blood will bleed. If not treated properly, he will die.
What they need is someone alive.
Thinking of this, Yoshino Koji's heart was filled with despair.
The prison van was still moving forward, and there were rocks and potholes on the road, so it was very bumpy.
Yoshino Koji felt that his entire body was about to be torn apart.
He endured the severe pain in his body, turned his head with difficulty, and looked around.
As far as the eye can see, there are woods covered with white snow.
It's not winter now. The only place with snow near Edo is Mt. Mushi.
It seems that the place of worship should be on the mountain.
Koji Yoshino has been to this mountain before, but in the past, the road on the mountain was very narrow, but now, it can accommodate three carriages traveling in parallel.
Even such a wide road seems very crowded.
The mountain road is full of people.
Prison cars were lined up one after another, linked end to end, from the foot of the mountain to the mountain.
From time to time, warriors rode by on horseback.
A hundred years after the great cataclysm, overseas trade was blocked, energy was exhausted, and the technological products of Japan almost disappeared.
Yoshino Koji once saw a scrapped "car" and heard the old man say that after adding gasoline to that thing, it could carry heavy objects and run faster than the strongest war horse.
It's a pity that Japan no longer has "gasoline".
That "car" was also taken away by the daimyo, and after being melted down, it was made into many swords.
Koji Yoshino learned about the history of Japan from some broken history books.
He knew that today's Japan has retreated to the dark shogunate era.
Moreover, due to the emergence of a large number of monsters and monsters, Japan is even darker than the shogunate era.
Human life is cheaper than grass.
Even if he settled down in Edo, he could not escape the fate of being controlled and slaughtered at will.
It's so hard to live, maybe death is the only way to escape.
Thinking of this, becoming the person being sacrificed does not seem so difficult to accept.
Yoshino Koji comforted himself in this way, and the pain in his body seemed to have eased a lot.
Fatigue and sleepiness came over him, his eyelids became heavy, and Yoshino Koji gradually fell asleep.
At the end of the road, at the top of Mt. Mushi, a huge altar has been built.
In the void around the altar, dense figures of "gods" emerged.
…
Japan, Changx.
Space is torn apart.
A figure appeared in the void on the sea.
He looked to the east, tore the space in front of him apart again, and walked into it.
After doing this seven or eight times, we finally saw land.
He walked out of the void and landed on the ground.
In his memory, this place was a vast and bustling park.
However, due to years of disrepair, it was overgrown with weeds.
From time to time, wild animals appear and disappear in the waist-deep grass.
The prosperity of the past no longer exists.
He released his spiritual thoughts, covering the entire port.
After a while, I walked forward.
Came to a bush.
With a thought, the grass burned and turned into ashes, revealing the broken stone tablet underneath.
“Changx Peace Park…”
When these Japanese characters appeared,
There were bursts of white smoke rising all around.
The white smoke continues to spread to the surroundings, and the temperature on the ground also rises sharply.
Flames rose up, and the high temperature caused the surrounding air to distort.
One by one, individual figures walked out of these flames.
There are old people, children, women, and men.
Their bodies were burning with flames, their skin was burned and ulcerated, oozing pus.
Some people were burned black, their faces had melted, and their facial features could not be seen.
These people, or in other words, these dead souls, writhing and wailing, walked toward the foreigner.
The resentment in them was as strong as substance.
And behind them, a huge mushroom cloud of resentment was rising.
"One hundred and forty thousand resentful spirits."
Li Xiang looked at the dense crowd of resentful spirits, shook his head and said:
"What's there to complain about?"
"Compared with those dead heroes in Kyushu, you have no right to be resentful."
As he spoke, the Emperor's Sword condensed in his hand, and he slashed out with one sword.
The gate to the nether world opens wherever the sword edge passes.
Countless evil spirits poured out from the gate.
Rushing towards the 140,000 resentful spirits like a tide.
These resentful spirits sensed the approaching danger and fled in all directions.
However, he was caught by more and more powerful Yin Chai, tied with a soul-locking chain, and dragged into the Netherworld Gate.
It only took less than half an hour.
These 140,000 resentful spirits were all captured and taken to the underworld.
Li Xiang put away the Emperor's Sword and looked up at the huge mushroom cloud of resentment.
"Those who do it themselves..."
He walked forward and entered this semi-abandoned port city.
Li Xiang walked slowly towards the towering building group halfway up the mountain.
After a while, tens of thousands of people rushed down from the mountainside.
Among them, there were more than 3,000 people wearing warrior clothes.
At the front are three hundred knights, wearing warrior armor and carrying swords on their waists, looking majestic.
Li Xiang did not look at these knights and the warriors behind them.
His eyes fell on the magnificent palace halfway up the mountain, and he said:
"I'm going to Gao Tianyuan, you can lead the way."
The voice fell.
The mushroom cloud of resentment turned into a giant ghost face and attacked Li Xiang.
Li Xiang waved his hand casually, and the giant grimace was swatted away.
