The afterlife blew up Gensokyo

Shi Bai could be said to have adapted to local customs. He used to be used to walking, but after Yue Yejian was kidnapped by him, he simply got a carriage.

After all, if you encounter heavy rain or other situations on the road, it's much more convenient to be inside a carriage than on the road, at least you won't be in such a sorry state.

Oh, by the way, the coachman is Tsukiyomi.

If they could add one more person later, Shi Bai felt that his group could cosplay as the four members of the Journey to the West. After all, they already had a horse, and all they were missing was a disciple.

While they continued their journey leisurely, a huge uproar had already occurred on the other side.

The war between the Lunar Capital and Yukari Yakumo continues. Originally, the two sides were locked in a fierce and inseparable battle, but since the Lunar Capital's supreme leader, Tsukiyomi, disappeared without a trace, the Lunar Capital has naturally fallen into a short-term state of chaos.

The people of Lunar Capital have an almost blind faith in the power of their supreme deity, Tsukiyomi. Normally, this kind of cohesive confidence arising from great power is a good thing, but given Tsukiyomi's unexplained disappearance, it can no longer be considered a good thing.

And so, what was about to escalate into a decisive battle inexplicably vanished without a trace, thanks to the Lunar Capital's unilateral withdrawal. The situation, which was on the verge of erupting, entered a prolonged period of calm following Tsukiyomi's sudden disappearance.

Time continued to flow steadily forward, and in the blink of an eye, it was 825.

The year 825 AD was an ordinary time for most people, but for certain groups of people, this date was quite important.

After 300 years of frozen slumber, Mizueura Shimako, completely unaware of all this, returned to Earth from the Moon Capital.

Before he left the Lunar Capital, following Eirin Yagokoro's long-ago request, Toyohime Watatsuki gave him a jade box.

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Chapter Eight: The Quiet Changes

Mizueura Shimako, a very lucky ordinary human being.

Since he accidentally entered the Lunar Capital, he felt that only three years had passed, but in reality, he had been frozen in an artificial hibernation device for a full 300 years.

He slept for 300 years, and for an ordinary human without any power, Mizueura Shimako could not perceive the difference at all.

Holding the gift given to her by Watatsuki Toyohime, Mizueura Shimako was carried by the five-colored tortoise back to the world three hundred years in the future.

This was the spot where he had left the ground 300 years ago while fishing, but after returning to the beach, he clearly sensed that something was wrong.

White sand, pine trees, blue sky—everything seemed exactly the same as when he was fishing three years ago. However, the sea breeze made him realize that something was wrong.

Carefully putting away the jade box in her hand, the uneasy Mizueura Shimako returned to her home, only to find that the place where her home used to be was now empty except for weeds.

He went to the house of an acquaintance, but he had never seen the people living there before, and not only that, no one even knew him.

His emotions went through tremendous ups and downs in just one day. Although he had a vague sense of a terrifying and despairing conjecture in his heart, he did not want to believe it, or rather, he dared not believe it.

But after a day of running around and finding that no one recognized him as an "outsider," he fell into deep despair and stumbled back to the beach, crying out to the air.

He wanted to ask Watatsuki Toyohime to take him back to the Dragon Palace, but after spending several days on the beach, all he received in response was the ceaseless howling of the sea breeze, which carried a slightly fishy smell.

In despair, he could only lament, feeling utterly hopeless about a world where no one remembered him. He had arrived in a world many years in the future, where no one recognized him, and all the people he knew were dead. He couldn't even find the meaning of his existence in this world.

In the depths of despair, as if he had just remembered something, Mizueura Shimako took out with trembling hands the gift that Watatsuki Toyohime had given him before his departure. It was a perfectly crafted jade box that radiated a captivating and beautiful silver glow.

After receiving the gift, the giver gave him a rather serious warning not to open the box, saying it was just a keepsake. At the time, he was only thinking about going home, so he didn't pay much attention to the warning, but now, he doesn't care about anything else.

—He angrily flung open the jade box.

He saw what was inside the box: a clump of black mud that occupied half of the jade box and seemed to be flowing with life.

Before Mizueura Shimako could recover from his astonishment, the clump of black mud quickly crawled out of the jade box, covering his arm and then rapidly spreading to other parts of his body.

He tried in extreme fear to shake the clump of black mud off his hand, but this only accelerated the spread of the mud. In almost an instant, the young and vigorous Mizuehara Island turned into a white-haired old man.

It was as if time had accelerated a thousandfold for him. When that clump of black mud entered his body, his flesh instantly lost its youth and turned into an old and decaying body that could hardly even walk.

Half-lying on the beach, Mizueura Shimako opened his eyes wide, trying to make a sound, but his aging body clearly hindered his thoughts. For a whole half day, he still couldn't figure out what had happened to him.

An open jade box lay scattered beside him, its gaping opening seemingly emitting a silent mockery.

Half asleep and half awake, he vaguely heard some faint and indistinct conversations coming from beside him.

"Did it succeed or fail?"

"I don't know, we'll see in the future."

"Aren't you afraid your teacher will be angry if you do this?"

"...At worst, I'll just raise a few more pigeons."

"???"

"His words are now in your hands."

"Is it really necessary for someone who is just an ordinary human being?"

“This is necessary compensation. Only by making him a god, or by transforming him into another race, can he completely sever those ties.”

"And then what? What methods will be used to suppress that terrifying power?"

"That's your problem. You should be able to find a suitable candidate, but you'd better be careful. That kind of power is terrifying, and only the people of Penglai can resist it."

"Speaking of which, this is only the last one in the sequence, right?"

"Hmm, serial number 13. All resistance is futile. It brings death silently, and is a terrifying entity that manipulates souls and the dead. [Silent Mourning]."

—A hand bent down and picked up the jade box that was scattered on the beach.

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In August, the wind seemed to be baked by the scorching sun, blowing across the forest with intense heat.

At the entrance of a human village, under a large tree, a man sat at a table, talking animatedly, while a large group of children gathered around him.

On a carriage not far away, a stunningly beautiful woman with a cool expression and wearing a veil sat expressionlessly in the driver's seat. Beside her, a blue-haired loli with strange heterochromatic eyes held a black box in her hands and was intently looking at something.

Sunlight danced among the treetops, casting scattered patches of light, large and small, bright and dark, on the ground.

It was an unusually quiet afternoon in this human village.

"Wandering the world without a sword in hand, with only a three-inch gavel to decide life and death, I drift alone through the streets and alleys, and with a wave of my sleeve, I tell a few stories of romance! Dear listeners, today we will talk about the third chapter of Romance of the Three Kingdoms."

He slammed the gavel he was using as a gavel onto the table with great force, looking triumphant.

"Last time, we talked about how Lin Daiyu uprooted a willow tree, and Schwarzenegger, not to be outdone, brought in Li Yunlong's Italian cannon to blast down Leifeng Pagoda. Fahai, left with no other choice, eloped to the moon with Pan Jinlian. On the way, they were robbed by Cheng Yaojin, but were saved by Lu Zhishen. Overwhelmed with gratitude, Fahai betrothed his sister, Yang Guifei, to Lu Zhishen. Later, they had a son, Nezha, who split Mount Hua, releasing the snake demon. Bald Qiang, upon learning of this, was greatly alarmed and issued a challenge, inviting Iron Man and other masters to a bloody battle atop the Forbidden City. They ultimately captured Zhu Jishan and boarded the Titanic to journey to the West. Today, we'll tell you about Bald Qiang's journey to the West!"

"........."

Listening to the sounds carried by the wind from afar, after a moment of silence, Tsukiyo turned to look at Tatara Kogasa beside her.

"Have you always been like this?"

"No, I used to be a fortune teller who wandered the world, then I became a painter who captured the beauty of the world and the longevity of mountains and rivers, and now I've become a storyteller who makes the world his home and experiences all kinds of life. I guess I might change again in the future?"

Pressing the pause button on the screen, Tatara Kogasa raised her head, her tone quite excited.

"How does it feel? Doesn't this kind of life seem pretty good?"

"Not bad? Foolish."

With his eyes closed, Yueyejian spoke coldly.

"Wasting time on such a weak being is completely pointless."

"But I was very happy, and the scenery along the way was beautiful."

Perhaps because she was used to the other person's tone of voice, Tatara Kogasa didn't pay too much attention to it.

"This kind of journey is wonderful."

"Beautiful? Your idea is like a human wanting to be friends with ants. To me, the existence of humans is even more despicable than that of ants."

Yueye saw a blank expression on her face.

"Since you possess such powerful strength that even terrifies me, you should do something more meaningful instead of wasting your time here like a fool."

"What a waste of time... I've got it."

Tilting her head slightly, as if suddenly remembering something, Tatara Kogasa took out a pair of black-rimmed glasses from her pocket, put them on, and pointed at the glasses with a proud and self-satisfied expression, speaking to Tsukiyomi.

"Shi Bai said that as long as you wear these glasses, you won't waste time, and you'll actually have more time. Do you want them? If you do, I can get you a pair."

"He's lying to you; it's just a pair of ordinary glasses."

His gaze swept over the pair of black-rimmed glasses, and Tsukiyo spoke calmly.

"You're a tsukumogami born from an object, right? Have you ever considered why someone as weak as you would be kept by his side? Think about it carefully; he definitely has some ulterior motive towards you..."

"Because it was raining at the time."

Tatara Kogasa interrupted Tsukiyomi's words with an air of self-righteousness.

"Isn't it natural to use an umbrella when it rains?"

Moonlit Night: "???"

...She suddenly felt that the two of them were not on the same wavelength at all.

It has been almost three months since she was kidnapped. During these three months, Tsukiyo has been thinking about how to escape, but the final conclusion she has reached is one of despair.

She had calculated that, based on her daily efforts to break through the strange seal imposed on her and regain her strength, if she continued at the current pace for another thousand years, she would be able to completely break the seal and regain her strength.

In just another thousand years, she will be able to return to the Moon Capital.

It's gratifying, it's gratifying...

Being kidnapped wasn't so bad; she was just outmatched. Given her previous attitude, she was already lucky to have survived, so she wasn't really asking for anything more.

However, she found his behavior during the three-month trip quite unbearable.

She could barely accept gatherings with powerful demons who ruled over an area, but eating and chatting with a few weak human children dressed in coarse clothes... she really couldn't stand it.

To put it specifically, it's like making someone with severe OCD live in a dirty, filthy sewer all the time.

...That's exactly her situation right now.

She could barely accept Tadara Kogasa, and even have a fairly friendly conversation with her, but that didn't mean she could accept anything else. Although she was already a prisoner, the arrogance she had developed over a long period of time wasn't something that could be easily changed.

It's like a dog can't stop eating shit... That's what someone said.

—After that, she glared at the other person for three days in a row, trying to kill him with her gaze, but unfortunately, she failed.

"What's going on?"

Looking at the person in front of her, who had been thoughtfully observing her since the past few days, with his hands clasped and chin resting on his hand, Tsukiyo finally couldn't hold back and spoke coldly.

"Well, I'm just wondering... Could it be that you're some kind of lucky charm or something?"

Shi Bai scratched his head, looking conflicted.

"I don't know why, but recently I feel like my condition has improved a lot, even though I haven't done anything and there's no change compared to before. The only variable is you... Could it be that the changes in me are caused by you?"

"What do you mean?"

Yueye frowned slightly.

"To put it this way, I originally owed someone 100 million to pay back, but before I had saved enough money, I suddenly found that I only owed them 80. Isn't that strange?"

Shi Bai spread his hands, still looking conflicted.

“Nothing major happened during the time I was saving money, and my debt remained stable at 100 million. But after I caught a fat sheep that suddenly appeared, I found that my debt had disappeared by 20. So I think the key point must be this fat sheep…”

"If verbally insulting me brings you satisfaction, then go ahead."

Quite abruptly interrupting the other person, Yueye turned her head away expressionlessly upon meeting them.

"I never said you were the fat sheep. You're the one who insisted on taking it personally, and the term 'fat sheep' is an insult?"

Shi Bai rolled his eyes, speechless.

"But it's really strange, how did someone suddenly and inexplicably pay off my 20? How did you manage to do that... Hey, hey, don't go! I really want to talk to you about this. If this isn't cleared up, I won't be able to sleep well tonight. I haven't had a good night's sleep for days... Are you listening? Hey, hey, hey?"

P.S.: My updates are so conscientious...

Chapter Nine: Moonlit Night's Little Thoughts

Because of Tsukiyo's refusal to cooperate, Shi Bai still couldn't figure out the reason for the changes that had occurred in him.

To put it more vividly, the curse on him was distributed, although only a small portion was distributed, but he could still feel that small portion.