I, Wang Ha, the Three Red Unparalleled Assassin

Meanwhile, Himari and Kaguya Houraisan had already fallen asleep, and Fujiwara no Mokou's emotions had calmed down after being given a calming potion by Eirin Yagokoro, and she stopped having nightmares.

The next day, the group returned to the bamboo house, and Hieda Rei then devoted himself to writing "The Tale of the Bamboo Cutter".

The creation of literature is a difficult task, and writing good literary works is even more difficult.

Fortunately, Hieda Rei's task was not to write a particularly best-selling novel, but simply to create a story with a coherent narrative.

However, out of his pride as a writer, Hieda no Rei poured his heart and soul into creating "The Tale of the Bamboo Cutter," and tried his best to modify and embellish the original history.

This allows certain difficult-to-handle elements to be subtly integrated into the story, thus concealing or glossing over them.

This approach naturally made things easier for Bai Ze, the old man who was responsible for creating history, and lightened the heavy workload he had to bear.

After all, creating something from nothing is much more difficult than modifying and creating something with a foundation, and the effort required is incomparable.

To make the story of "The Tale of the Bamboo Cutter" as plausible as possible, Hieda Rei even went to ask Kaguya Houraisan how she would handle an unavoidable marriage proposal.

Then, the five dilemmas came into being, but only four of them were destined to succeed, which caused Hieda Rei a lot of distress.

"Well, it's understandable that these four guys are recorded in history like this, since their reputation wasn't particularly good to begin with."

"Furthermore, I have also heard Fujiwara mention that these people did indeed come to our door wanting to marry A-Zhu, and they even brought a large dowry with them."

Inside the bamboo house, Hieda Arie sat quietly at the table, staring at the manuscript he was writing halfway through, muttering to himself.

"So how should we deal with the fifth of these four problems?"

"Wait, wasn't Emperor Monmu the one who proposed to A-Zhu? Let's make him the fifth one and take on the challenge of the 'Penglai Jade Branch'."

Once Hieda Rei's thoughts were clear, he suddenly became very creative and picked up his brush to continue writing rapidly, completely immersed in the story he was describing.

"As the Emperor is, it is absolutely impossible for him to condescend to go to the bamboo forest in person."

"Well, I'll have to trouble you, Fujiwara-kun. As the Emperor's envoy, you'll be accompanying those four people to the bamboo forest. You're the only one in the entire court who has the qualifications for this."

Hieda Rei was not a corrupt and old-fashioned person. After working hard for his old friend, he naturally gave him some compensation.

"Then, as your friend, I'll take care of you a little more, perhaps by giving you a promotion or something."

Thanks to Hieda no Rei's tireless efforts, "The Tale of the Bamboo Cutter" was completed in three days.

After being reviewed by Shiki Eiki and the old man Hakutaku, some details were revised to fill in the gaps, and the story finally ended with Princess Kaguya, who was wearing a heavenly robe, ascending to heaven.

The old man of the mountain was quite satisfied after reading it, while the mature and elegant Dragon Goddess was more eager to resolve the issue quickly, so she didn't offer any opinions on it. As long as the person in charge of the operation agreed in the end, that was fine.

"Let's put an end to this incident today without delay."

As he spoke, the old man of the mountain turned his gaze to the old man Bai Ze, who agreed that such an important matter should naturally be resolved as soon as possible.

"Then I'll trouble you, Elder Mountain, to take action first. I will follow closely behind and devour and create history."

After receiving a response, the old man of the mountain nodded, turned his head to look at Himari and Kaguya Houraisan, and said:

"You may wait here for my return; it will not be long."

Himari and Kaguya Houraisan nodded obediently, knowing that the old man of the mountain was going to clean up the mess they had made.

Eirin Yagokoro now understands the seriousness of the situation and feels extremely remorseful for her previous actions that backfired.

She decided that when she had time in the future, she would go to Heian-kyo to practice medicine for free for a period of time, in order to atone for her sins.

While everyone was discussing, Fujiwara no Mokou was still lying quietly asleep in her room inside the bamboo house.

In order to conceal the truth from her, Fujiwara no Mokou was also put into a deep sleep by a spell and was cared for by others.

But at this moment, everyone's attention was focused on the collapse of human history, which was about to be resolved, and for a moment they forgot about the existence of Fujiwara no Mokou.

"Grandpa, Grandpa. Can I take over this mission? Aren't I supposed to be in charge of Japan from now on?"

Huiyin reached out and tugged at the old man Bai Ze's wide sleeve, whispering to her grandfather.

"Haha, I'm very happy that you have such ambition, Huiyin."

The old man Bai Ze smiled and patted Huiyin's little head. Although he loved her very much, he did not agree to his granddaughter's request.

"But you also know that this mission is of great importance and cannot afford any mistakes, so let's leave it to Grandpa to handle personally."

"When Huiyin matures a bit more, she will definitely be able to stand on her own in the future."

The Mountain Elder and the White Ze Elder left, and were directly transported by the Dragon God to the outside of Heian City, which was still under lockdown, to prepare to take action according to plan.

The old man of the mountain stood before Heian-kyo, leaning on his sword. A fierce wind whipped his cloak, and dark blue flames rose from his eye sockets, while a gray aura of death obscured the sky.

Death is unstoppable.

As the words fell, a huge, golden mechanical clock, shimmering with dazzling light, quietly appeared in mid-air behind the old man of the mountain.

"This is the end of all things, the final chapter of equality for all beings. Even the most ethereal and intangible concepts will be slain here!!"

The hands on the dial began to move slowly, gradually moving towards the Roman numeral twelve, while the Death's Blade in the old man's hand was gradually enveloped in ghost fire and death aura.

As the pointer moved, the aura emanating from the old man of the mountain grew increasingly intense and terrifying. The concept of death was further amplified, and the oppressive feeling almost became a tangible reality.

Faced with this, the Dragon God and the old man Bai Ze had no choice but to temporarily retreat and avoid the sharp edge of the Mountain Elder, silently gazing at the space that had already transformed into the Netherworld Death Domain.

"Boom—! Boom—! Boom—! Boom—! Boom—!"

The melodious yet somber tolling of the evening bells echoed across the sky, foreshadowing the arrival of death and the return of order, dispelling the spell that shrouded Heian-kyo.

"Listen carefully, the evening bell has delivered the divine decree..."

As the old man of the mountain spoke, his eyes shone brightly, and he slowly approached Heian-kyo, raising his jet-black greatsword in the process.

"I am the one who walks the Valley of Darkness, a harbinger of death. Now, I follow the will of Heaven to overturn the deaths of the innocent and erase the chaotic and corrupt history!!"

The old man of the mountain, his eyes flashing with a scarlet light, saw what he was about to kill. He brought down his sword, seemingly striking nothing but empty air, but in reality, he had already successfully assassinated his target.

"This feather, a sign of impending death! Its head shall be severed here!!"

With a faint 'click' sound, snow-white feathers fluttered down from the sky, covering the entire Heian-kyo city like a snowstorm.

Heian-kyo, which was originally in ruins, began to change. As if time had reversed, it began to quickly restore itself to its original complete state, showing no trace of the war.

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The underworld, in front of the Hall of Right and Wrong.

Eiki Shiki, leading her subordinate Shinigami, gathered the souls of the people of Heian-kyo together and used the underworld's unique methods to erase all their memories of coming to the Hall of Right and Wrong after their deaths.

After the old man of the mountain erased the fact that these people had died, bursts of white light flashed and erupted in front of the Hall of Right and Wrong, and their souls returned.

After receiving notification from the Dragon God that "all souls have returned to their rightful places," the old man Bai Ze began to use his ability to devour history, encompassing everyone in Heian-kyo and altering their remaining memories from their previous lives.

Even if the old man of the mountain killed the concept of the war in Heian-kyo, it doesn't mean that the event never happened, nor does it erase the memories of those who experienced it.

Otherwise, wouldn't all those killed by the Old Man of the Mountain be as if they never existed, and no one would remember them?

Devouring history is an extremely large and laborious task. Even the old man Bai Ze can only extend his power to Heian-kyo, and cannot directly cover the entire Eastern Kingdom.

After completing the preliminary work, the old man Bai Ze began to create history according to what Hieda Ari had written, altering the memories of everyone in the city. It took several hours to complete the final step.

"Phew! I have not failed in my mission."

After unleashing his power, the old man Bai Ze was swaying unsteadily, clearly exhausted. He would need at least a few months to fully recover from this battle.

The Dragon God breathed a sigh of relief as Heian-kyo returned to normal, finally managing to perfectly resolve this terrible situation that had almost affected human history.

She made a silent vow to herself that she would work hard in the future and nip any potential troubles in the bud in the bud.

However, it was precisely this sense of duty that brought great obstacles and inconvenience to the later establishment of Gensokyo.

Just as the old man of the mountain and the old man of the white ox completed their important task of restoring human history, Kaguya Houraisan, who had returned to her room, suddenly remembered the existence of Fujiwara no Mokou.

"Now that Heian-kyo has been repaired, it's time to send Mokou home. I'll trouble Eirin to go there later."

Despite feeling somewhat reluctant, Kaguya Houraisan made the right choice. She still deeply loved this little sister she had spent less than half a year with.

"Sigh! Perhaps it's better to forget about me. After all, there shouldn't be too much entanglement between the mysterious and the non-mysterious."

Chapter 136 A Dream of Nanke?

Screams and screams filled my ears, and all I could see was blinding blood. An endless sea of ​​fire raged and burned everything in its path.

Fujiwara no Mokou stood blankly in front of the main hall of the Fujiwara residence, staring at the scene of destruction before her. She seemed to be terrified by this sudden catastrophe and was unable to accept reality for a moment.

Today was originally Sister Azhu's wedding day, a very joyous and lively day.

This kept the naturally lively and active Fujiwara no Mokou in a state of excitement and joy from the moment she woke up in the morning.

But this carefree happiness lasted less than a morning. First, a terrible riot seemed to have broken out in the city, which completely disrupted the wedding proceedings.

Some monsters and humans originally planned to force their way into the Fujiwara residence, but they were all swiftly and decisively killed by Himari, which deterred these lawless madmen.

Just as Fujiwara no Mokou was hiding behind, cheering for Himari, a group of strangely dressed rabbit monsters arrived in an orderly procession in front of the Fujiwara mansion gate.

Disaster struck from that moment on.

As the main force, Himari was entangled in a battle with the enemy leader and had no time to protect the others in the Fujiwara residence.

Meanwhile, the samurai and private soldiers loyal to the Fujiwara clan were riddled with bullets by the enemy's unknown weapons as they charged to meet them. They were all killed instantly, like wheat being harvested, without even being able to delay or hinder the enemy's advance.

Accompanied by bursts of popping sounds like beans being fried, strange weapons spitting fire killed the Onmyoji who was preparing to cast a spell and slaughtered a large number of servants and household members who fled in panic.

Thick, sticky blood stained the Fujiwara residence's courtyard. The powerful bullets tore human bodies apart, leaving limbs and severed parts scattered haphazardly on the ground, making it impossible to distinguish one from another.

Just as Fujiwara no Mokou, who was hiding in the back, was about to scream, Fujiwara no Fuhito covered her mouth from behind, picked her up, and took advantage of the moment when the Moon Rabbit soldiers were still clearing out the others to escape to the backyard of the mansion.

The raging fire mercilessly devoured the wooden house, leaving only a pile of black charcoal and ashes scattered in the wind.

Amidst the ruins, perhaps some fragments of unburnt corpses remain, silently condemning this utterly inhumane and cruel atrocity.

While being held by Fujiwara no Mokou, she looked up and saw Himari fighting to the death with the enemy leader in the air. The once dignified catgirl was now disheveled and exuding waves of ominous, blood-red demonic energy.

Her jet-black hair turned silver-white from the roots, and her fair arms, visible through her tattered sleeves, were covered with mysterious and enigmatic runes.

The oppressive aura unique to top-tier demons descended, momentarily stunning the Moon People and Moon Rabbit soldiers, while the demon girl's piercing, sharp shriek echoed through the sky.

She tilted her head slightly to glance back, urging Fujiwara no Hitoshi to leave quickly, before turning her gaze back to her opponent.

From the person dressed in white robes, Himari could sense a power aura that she found extremely repulsive.

Although the girl had never witnessed divine power, the memories buried in her bloodline would tell her everything.

The opponent is very strong, at least as strong as himself.

So what follows will definitely be a tough battle, but she will not be afraid to move forward in the face of all this.