I Created the Myth of the Old Ruler

Three hundred and fifty-five. [Hairpin with red leaves]

For a moment, Lu Tran felt that the entire sacred cherry tree was a little brighter. The cherry blossoms falling at his feet were glowing with lavender light, and the cherry blossom rain turned into lavender rain.

The little girl looked at this scene, her mouth wide open, with surprise and surprise written all over her face.

Lu Tan turned around and watched from a distance as the pale flames on the Shenzi Pavilion burned violently.

He originally thought that the officiating miko would come from somewhere else, but now it seemed that she was already sitting on it.

The sweet sound of the arrow pierced the sky, and the arrow flew away into the distance, lighting up the night sky, and then quickly fell silent.

However, the flames on the Shenzi Pavilion seemed to have not been extinguished and were still burning brightly.

Even though Lu Tian had seen Amber controlling the pure fire before, he felt that the flames could no longer be suppressed and were about to spread to the surroundings.

Soon, Lu Tiao heard a noise. It seemed that the witches were starting to move around. He couldn't hear exactly what they were calling, but it should be related to the current situation of Shenzi Pavilion.

Then, Lu Tiao heard a burst of singing and murmuring, like praying. If he closed his eyes, he could imagine the scene of the witches kneeling in a circle around the Shenzi Pavilion, reciting prayers with their eyes closed.

This is also a kind of eloquence.

With the sound of this voice, the flame seemed to weaken a lot. In the end, reason prevailed and restrained all the pure fires.

Shenzi Pavilion returned to silence.

The lingering sound of prayer still did not disappear, but continued for a while.

At this time, Lu Tan saw that the exterior of the Shenzi Pavilion was charred and black, as if it had been burned several times.

"It must be hard to sit in a place like that for a long time."

Lu Tian suspected that the current situation was because the current officiating witch was indeed dying and could not suppress her own power.

"No wonder Amber is needed to inherit the position."

If one day, the officiating miko cannot control the pure fire, then the entire Wajima Taisha Shrine and the entire sacred cherry tree may suffer.

The safest place is the most dangerous place.

Lu Tiao looked at the Shenzi Pavilion, but he didn't expect to see the appearance of the officiating witch. He thought of another thing.

"Those witches have come out, won't there be people coming here soon?"

Lu Tan decided to run away quickly.

He pulled the little girl and immediately ran out of the corridor and back to the shrine.

"Don't tell anyone else what happened tonight, we made an appointment."

Lu Tan stretched out his hand to hook up with the little girl.

"I've grown up and don't play with children's stuff anymore!"

The little girl straightened her back and felt confident.

"......All right."

Lu Tiao retracted his hand.

"You have to take me to play again if you have a chance!"

The little girl spoke again, as if she had learned how to bargain.

"no problem!"

Lu Tan replied.

He didn't sincerely want to deceive the child, but he didn't know when he would come to Hedao next time. Maybe the little girl would have grown up by then, or even become an old lady.

After sending the little girl back to where she lived, Lu Tiao returned to his own residence.

The moonlight was bright, filtering through the tops of the cherry blossom trees.

There were many books in the room. Through the translation of the Quiet Place, Lu Jian could tell that these were Japanese songs, haiku, prose, etc. left by shrine maidens and priests in the past.

He flipped through several articles, most of which were about singing about sadness and lamenting the passage of time. There were also some descriptions about life in the shrine. It could be seen that they were quite simple and unpretentious.

Just as he was reading these words, the calligraphy on them suddenly distorted and turned into words that were indifferent and cold.

[Complete the side mission: Returning Home]

[The fallen leaves return to their roots, and the soul yearning for the sky finally falls into mud. At least, her soul returns to her hometown. May peace envelope her forever.]

[Reward: 50,000 Silence Points]

[Reward: Red Leaf Hairpin]

A crimson hairpin appeared in Lu Tian's hand.

This hairpin seemed to be made of some special material. It was crystal clear, but it was definitely not crystal or glass. From Lu Jian's perspective, it was more like bone, crystallized bone.

Holding it in your hand, it feels slightly warm, like a girl's palm.

【Hairpin with red leaves】

【pollute】

[Miko’s hairpin, never used]

[If a shrine maiden of Wajima Taisha Shrine is corrupted, she will become a disaster shrine maiden. The more powerful a shrine maiden is, the easier it is to become corrupted]

[This hairpin comes from a witch who once fell and was finally redeemed]

[Hold the hairpin tightly, you may see the despair she once witnessed]

["Yuyou God's deeds, An An has never heard of them\

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