Chapter-361
Once the prison gates are opened, they will invade the person standing within them using a very special arrangement of spells.
The arrangement of this spell is extremely unique, and even Zen-in-Yuan Qingyi, who had studied almost all of Tianyuan's books, was initially puzzled by it.
However, because Yuki Tsukumo was always very curious about this, she actually had a lot of information that even Tengen didn't have.
After several people stayed up all night, Chan Yuanqing finally figured out the general situation of the prison gate attack.
In the world of sorcery, the soul and reincarnation are real things.
But that thing exists in a realm that no one can touch. Even a powerful soul like Su Nuo, or a naturally born cursed spirit like Zhenren, can only say that it simply appears in that space.
The operating logic of the Prison Gate is to use the raw material for creating the Prison Gate, namely the corpse of that ancient sorcerer, as a medium to pull out the soul of the person being cast into the Prison Gate's special soul space for analysis in a short period of time.
This is why Yu Menjiang can read people's thoughts to determine whether the conditions for implementation have been met.
Zen Temple Qing only needs to modify the judgment logic of Yumenjiang the instant that Yumenjiang pulls Xia Youjie's soul out, and he can achieve the situation he wants.
The moment Xia Youjie was enveloped in flesh and blood, he did not choose to resist, because at the very moment the flesh and blood were about to fill his eyes, he saw Zenji Qing's gentle yet firm eyes through the somewhat foul-smelling gaps in the flesh and blood.
He wouldn't harm himself; all of this was part of his plan.
Xia Youjie believed this, and then slowly fell into a state of unconsciousness.
As waves of dizziness washed over him, Xia Youjie felt as if he had drunk a bowl of lard and then been locked in a corner of a closed double-decker bus. The nauseating, bumpy ride made him feel extremely uncomfortable and his heart was clenched.
He instinctively wanted to gag, but found that his body seemed to no longer belong to him at that moment.
Moreover, the greasy feeling kept churning in the night. Just when Xia Youjie was feeling nauseous and could hardly bear it, he suddenly felt his feet firmly planted. He subconsciously looked down and saw that he was standing in a pile of ruins.
He looked around and felt a sense of familiarity, yet also a slight difference.
The area was surrounded by vocational colleges, but the layout was slightly different from what Xia Youjie remembered.
This place is more old than he remembered, but there are also high-tech objects in some places that he doesn't recognize.
The vending machines were far more sophisticated than I had imagined, and the smartphones with huge screens were scattered among the ruins...
Among those ruins, there were a few familiar figures, but they looked more mature.
A songstress? Principal Moth? And Maki and Mai?
Looking at those figures, Xia Youjie felt a little dazed for a moment. But at that moment, he suddenly remembered that his identity seemed to be somewhat inappropriate to appear in front of everyone. He subconsciously looked for cover, but suddenly realized that the people around him could not see him.
Just as he was lost in thought, a gentle and familiar voice came from behind him:
"Don't worry, they can't see you in your current state."
Zen-in-Chi's voice still seemed to possess a magical quality. Even Xia Youjie himself couldn't understand why he would subconsciously feel at ease every time he heard Zen-in-Chi's voice.
Looking back, he saw Zenji Kiyoshi standing behind him with a smile on his face, calmly watching him.
"Xiao Qing, where is this place?"
Without the slightest hesitation, he directly asked Zen-in-kiyo the question that had been on his mind.
"This is how our world should have developed, or you can understand it as the outcome of the path you chose if I hadn't been resurrected."
Hearing Zen Temple Qing's explanation, Xia Youjie was stunned for a moment. He lowered his head, his eyes containing an indescribable look of weariness. The surrounding ruins and the chaotic curse power scattered in the air made Xia Youjie guess that this was probably not a good ending.
However, perhaps a sliver of conviction remained in his heart. Even though he had already guessed the answer, he still smiled gently at the Zen temple before him and said:
"How do I know you won't lie to me? Xiaoqing, what if all of this is just an illusion you've created to deceive me?"
Zen Temple Qing didn't explain much, but silently watched Xia Youjie. After a moment, he smiled softly and said:
"Because you are Xia Youjie and I am Chanyuan Qing, I won't lie to you. Are you satisfied with this answer?"
Upon hearing this, Xia Youjie was slightly stunned at first, then he couldn't help but laugh, rubbing his forehead:
"Is this supposed to be an explanation? Can't you give me a slightly more logical one?"
Zen Temple Qingze couldn't help but laugh at Xia Youjie's request, and he shook his head:
"No, I think this reason is already quite good. Stop dawdling. I don't have that much time to waste here with you. Riko and I also run a restaurant, and it's been closed for so long, which has affected our business."
Oh, and you'll have to make up for my losses when we get back.
Hearing Zen Monk Qing's words, Xia Youjie said helplessly:
"So, you really did betray your own dream. Didn't you say you wanted to be the president of some listed company and look down on all of Japan from Ginza?"
"That wasn't me. It was Haibara who made that joke by imitating Nanami. Is your head as weird as your bangs?"
Hearing Zenji's words, Xia Youjie's forehead veins bulged. Just as he was about to say something, he suddenly sensed a very familiar aura coming from the narrow corridor not far away.
Although it was very faint, there was no doubt that it was his own aura of curse power!
Zenji Kiyoshi noticed the change in Xia Youjie's expression. He smiled at Xia Youjie, then said softly:
"So? Shall we go take a look?"
"Hmm... I want to see what kind of ending this future I've chosen will have."
"Then don't cry later, I'm not good at comforting men."
"Tsk, if you weren't so sharp-tongued, I would respect you even more."
"Then forget it, just remember to pay me back."
Chapter-362
Dusk is always like this, whether it's winter or summer, dusk always gives people an uncomfortable feeling.
It was just before it got dark, with a strong sense of twilight.
Xia Youjie has never really liked dusk.
The arrival of dusk signifies his parting from everyone in the college and his return to the earlier basement space.
He didn't like dusk; he liked dawn, and he loved the moment he saw the smiles of Zenji Kiyoshi, Gojo Satoru, Riko, and others every morning.
Because that means he still has a whole day to continue enjoying himself.
However, after choosing a different path from them, or rather, after Zen-in-tsuki's death, Xia Youjie no longer cared about those things.
Whether it's dusk or dawn, what he cares about is never a particular time of day, but rather the people in it.
However, he wasn't so emotional at this moment, because Zenji Qing's smiling words were like a gentle breeze, briefly dispelling the gloom in Xia Youjie's heart.
He watched Zenjiro's retreating figure turn and walk away, shook his head with a hint of helplessness, and then quickly followed Zenjiro's footsteps, heading towards the narrow corridor from which his own magical energy emanated.
However, the closer Xia Youjie got to the corridor, the clearer the aura of his own cursed power, which exuded a cold and deathly feeling, became.
Sensing that aura, Xia Youjie's heart sank. Someone of his level could easily tell that if his aura had weakened to that extent, he was unlikely to survive.
Moreover, in front of his own aura of magical power was an even more powerful, terrifying aura of magical power, as vast as the ocean.
Xia Youjie was also familiar with that aura of cursed power; it was the aura of Gojo Satoru's cursed power.
The two hadn't walked for long, about a minute or so, when they arrived at a relatively secluded corner of the ruins.
When Xia Youjie saw the scene before him, he stopped abruptly, his breath seemingly stopping abruptly.
At the end of the corridor, there was a familiar figure, leaning against a pile of broken walls.
That was himself, or rather, his future self.
It was Xia Youjie who chose the path of "righteousness" and went all the way down the dark path.
The "Xia Youjie" in front of me is in extremely bad condition. His signature purple kasaya has a special name: Gotsu.
The kasaya was already tattered, and most of his body was soaked in dark red blood. His left arm was missing from the shoulder, and the wound was covered with traces of the curse power of Etsuku Yuta, which was caused by the attack of the spirit of Kihon Rika.
He doesn't know how to reverse the spell, so he can't repair the wound, but this is a high school, and there's glass here.
If it were him in the past, these simple injuries would have been healed in no time by Shoko.
However... at this point, the only chance he would have to appear in front of Shoko is probably when he is a corpse.
Xia Youjie gazed at his future self in the distance. He could see that his future self was as pale as paper, with a weak breath. His purple eyes, which always contained obsession and coldness, now only contained an indescribable complex emotion, and his whole body revealed a deep-seated exhaustion.
As the sun set, the blood-red sunset blanketed the ruins, illuminating the figure standing before Xia Youjie in the future.
The figure was tall and weary; it was Gojo Satoru, another close friend of his.
"Wu, you're so late. I was getting a little impatient waiting for you."
The future Xia Youjie had already sat down. He glanced at Gojo Satoru, showing absolutely no panic. He seemed to be sitting there as easily and naturally as he had seen Gojo Satoru before, looking at him with a tired smile.
"It's not too late, I just didn't know how to face you. I stood there for a long time, my mind filled with thoughts of how to confront you."
Hearing Gojo Satoru's words, Xia Youjie chuckled softly and slowly said:
"This isn't like you at all. You need to be more carefree. By the way, have you been eating too many sweets lately? You seem to have gained some weight?"
Upon hearing this, Gojo Satoru wore a helpless smile as he walked towards Xia Youjie, muttering to himself:
"I think you've been eating too much vegetarian food lately. You look miserable and have lost a lot of weight."
"If you cut off your own arm, you'll feel much lighter."
Hearing the other party's somewhat sarcastic words, Gojo Satoru wasn't angry. He simply squatted down in front of Natsume Yuuki and said softly:
"Anyway, Jay, welcome back, my... dearest friend."
Hearing Gojo Satoru's words, Xia Youjie was stunned. He looked at Gojo Satoru, his eyes reddening, his nose stinging so much that he couldn't help but close his eyes. He turned his face to one side, his voice hoarse and helpless, even tinged with a hint of resentment:
"Even at a point like this, can't you at least say something to curse me? I've done so many awful things, you could at least curse me a little..."
Xia Youjie's voice grew softer and softer, but both Gojo Satoru, who was talking to Xia Youjie, and Zenji Seiwa "Xia Youjie" further away could hear the heavy emotions contained in his voice.
The emotion was like a tsunami, threatening to completely engulf you, leaving you breathless.
Gojo Satoru looked at Natsumi Yuuki, a bitter smile of utter melancholy suddenly appearing on his face. He sighed deeply, as if trying to expel all the pent-up emotions of the past years:
"I'm cursing you, you bastard, have you forgotten that?"
Have you forgotten? A long time ago, Xiaoqing watched a movie with us. It was a romance film, and after it was over, he said something we all agreed with.
At that very moment, the two spoke almost simultaneously:
"The most venomous curse is often the bond that makes people too attached to it."
After saying those words at the same time, the two looked at each other and smiled, but the bitterness in their smiles made them both seem somewhat absent-minded.
After they finished laughing, they remained silent, not even daring to make eye contact.
As the sun slowly set, Xia Youjie suddenly whispered to Wujiao Wu:
"Kill me, now."
Gojo Satoru did not refuse, but slowly raised his head to look at Xia Youjie. He stared into the other's eyes, as if trying to completely imprint the other's image into his mind.
"Is there anything else you'd like to say, Jay...?"
"Rather than saying what else I want to say, I would say I want to hear you say one more thing."
Xia Youjie paused, then looked at Gojo Satoru, his gaze fixed on the somewhat dazzling crimson sunset, and said softly:
"Have we made up after our argument?"
Chapter-363
The moment Xia Youjie uttered those words in the future, everyone present fell silent.
Zenji looked at Xia Youjie beside him and could clearly feel that the other's body was trembling involuntarily.
His lips were trembling, as if his throat was swollen with emotions that were about to overflow.
He could sense it, he could sense what he was feeling when he said those words.
That statement no longer contained any so-called sense of righteousness or any distinction between right and wrong paths.
In those words, only a weary soul on the verge of death uttered a cautious question to its earliest and deepest bond at the end of its life.
When he asked that question, his voice was so soft, as soft as a child blowing bubbles, as if it would burst into rainbows at any moment.
As Wu Tiao Wu listened to Xia Youjie's question, he squatted there blankly. His beautiful eyes, illuminated by the setting sun, appeared slightly moist, as if covered with a layer of mist.
Gradually, Gojo Satoru lowered his head and glanced at Natsumi Yuuki's dim eyes, which were gazing at the sunset and illuminated by flame-like light, yet also contained a faint hint of expectation.
Sometimes, under intense emotional fluctuations, the meaning of time seems to be truly moved by those emotions, and then lingers at a certain moment.
The chaotic, collapsed ruins, the blindingly red sunset, the torn arms, and the five blood-soaked robes—in that instant, it seemed to have brutally merged those two souls that had been intertwined since their youth.
Gojo Satoru wanted to smile as usual, but he didn't know what the meaning of smiling was. He only knew that doing so might make Natsume Yuuki happier, and it would also make him feel more comfortable, or to be more precise, more dignified.
He didn't want to send Xia Youjie off in tears.
However, this smile of his was different from his usual carefree smile, and it was not the somewhat manic smile he wore when he was engrossed in battle.
His smile at that moment was an extremely complex one, a very, very light smile that seemed to be a mixture of endless sorrow, relief, and a certain firmness.
Under Xia Youjie's indifferent gaze, Wujiao Wu slowly reached out his hand, without using any magic power, but simply used his fingertips to very lightly brush away the bangs next to the bloodstains on Xia Youjie's cheek.
Gojo Satoru's movements were so gentle, as if he were afraid of disturbing a fragile dream.
"You bastard, at a time like this, can't you be a little more understanding of me? You know I'm suffering much more than you, don't you?"
Besides, your bangs are such a mess! Aren't you supposed to be the most concerned about your bangs? Let me fix them for you. No need to thank me, it's just something friends should do.
Oh, and to answer your last question, regarding the relationship between the two of us...
When Gojo Satoru said this, his voice was a little low, with a hoarse quality as if his entire throat had been rubbed by coarse sand, but his pronunciation was exceptionally clear, as if he was afraid that Natsumi Yuuki would not be able to hear him clearly.
"When...have we ever really had a fight?"
Gojo Satoru paused again, his voice now slightly choked with emotion, and even his forced smile crumbled at this moment.
Meeting Xia Youjie's gaze, which was finally turning back and filled with astonishment and tears, Gojo Satoru spoke each word with utmost seriousness:
"That was just... a bet between close friends. We were just walking a long way in what we thought was the right direction... on a path we didn't want to take. It was never, never an argument."
And now... Jay, our paths have intersected once again, but this point of intersection was your choice, and precisely because of this..."
As Gojo Satoru spoke, he slowly lowered his hands, but the next moment, he suddenly clenched them again, his knuckles turning slightly white from the force, but his voice carried an extreme sorrow and pain.
"If all goes well, our paths will never cross again."
Upon hearing this, Xia Youjie couldn't help but turn his face away, unable to bear looking at his close friend's strong and composed face. He knew how much pain Gojo Satoru was in, and he also knew how much sorrow he had brought to the other person.
Sorry, I understand, sorry, I understand...
Even at this point, Xia Youjie still didn't have the courage to apologize in person.
"Do you know how much I wish, how much I wish the future wouldn't be so smooth? Do you know how much I wish someone would suddenly appear and rescue you right now... Damn it! You bastard, you're so awful!"
Gojo Satoru lowered his head, his voice trembling uncontrollably, but his eyes shone with an unwavering determination.
"Jay... There is no death without regret for sorcerers. Just as you said, the end of our path may be a mountain of corpses and a sea of blood formed by the bodies of our companions, but someone will always have to face those things, someone will always have to do it."
Both of us subconsciously gave that position to Xiaoqing, but after she left, we realized that the guy was the most willful jerk, and so were you, and so were you.
Damn it, damn it! You all knew perfectly well that I'm not the kind of person who likes to take on responsibilities, so why did you so recklessly entrust me with something important and then choose to leave?
You all know I'm not one to carry burdens.
As Gojo Satoru spoke these words, the weariness and pain in his heart were laid bare at this moment. He would only show this side of himself to Natsumi Yuuki, and only in front of him could he reveal it.
As Xia Youjie listened to Wu Tiaowu's words, he closed his eyes, a tear sliding down his cheek. He said nothing, yet it seemed he had said everything.
A series of hurried footsteps came from behind; it was Yuta Otsu and the others.
Hearing the footsteps, Gojo Satoru knew that the time had come.
He lowered his head, biting his lip hard, drops of blood spilling from his lips, which he then swallowed back down.
"Jay, wait for me a bit, I... I shouldn't keep you waiting too long."
"Idiot, don't come so early, I'll get angry. Let me wait a little longer. After all, when I see you again, I'm sure I'll hear you complaining a lot. So... come a little later."
Did you...hear that?!
"I know, you nagging idiot!"
Chapter-364
Right after saying those words, Gojo Satoru made up his mind completely.
Hesitation at this point would be an insult to both of them.
Gojo Satoru slowly raised his hand, and as a point of extreme azure light began to condense at his fingertips, the power was different from the previous overwhelming power; this time, the power was more concentrated and smaller.
No matter what, he wanted to give Jay a dignified way to leave.
A pale blue light danced at his fingertips, illuminating Gojo Satoru's pale face, which was almost completely devoid of color.
And at this moment, that light also illuminated Xia Youjie's calm and peaceful face.
Goodnight, Jay...
Gojo Satoru's voice was heavy, like the sigh of a dying person, as a pale blue light slowly bloomed in his hand.
The sound was very soft, like a pebble being tossed into a calm lake.
There were no terrifying energy fluctuations, nor any dazzling bursts of light.
After that blue hue appeared, the only sound in the world was a faint, almost imperceptible whisper, as if space itself had been quietly erased.
With the appearance of a void in Xia Youjie's heart, his path had come to a complete end.
His smiling body trembled slightly, then relaxed completely. He needed to rest; he was too tired.
Xia Youjie's head, which had been leaning against the broken wall, drooped slightly, and a faint, relieved smile seemed to linger on his lips.
Only a few years of his life were truly happy; after that, it was all thick, almost impenetrable darkness.
But as consciousness gradually faded, Xia Youjie felt that all his regrets, obsessions, and exhaustion vanished into eternal silence at that moment.
But... Wu, I'm sorry, I've brought you so much pain and responsibility, I'm so sorry...
As Xia Youjie's consciousness gradually faded, the setting sun in the distance finally sank its last rays, and the world suddenly darkened, with only a poignant purplish-red afterglow remaining on the horizon.
I don't know if it was just my imagination, but I felt that the temperature of the whole world dropped a lot the moment the sun went down.
He stood there, staring at his friend's gradually cooling body. He wanted to cry, but he couldn't.
The tears seemed to have vanished suddenly, and he couldn't find them no matter how hard he looked.
He just kept his mouth half open, unable to make a sound for a long time.
When Yuta and the others arrived, he looked at Xia Youjie's corpse lying on the ground and excitedly said to Gojo Satoru:
"Teacher! I knew this guy wouldn't be a match for you!"
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At this moment, Gojo Satoru turned around, put on his blindfold, and a smile appeared on his lips, just like any other day. He gave his student a thumbs-up and then said softly with a smile:
"Of course! Because I'm the strongest!"
Gojo Satoru remained frozen in place, his thumbs-up gesture etched on his face, his smile utterly insincere.
The black eye mask tightly locked his gaze, and the falling sunlight concealed the slightly dampness of the mask.
Tiles fell from the ruins with a crisp sound, but no one paid any attention.
Yuta, Maki, Panda, and others chatted on one side, while the others were busy with their own things.
Only Gojo Satoru remained standing there, a smile on his face. But what they didn't know was that beneath the black eye patch, Gojo Satoru was staring blankly at his lifeless friend, as if his soul had been ripped away as well.
Zen-in-tsuki and Xia You-jie stood not far away, silently watching this scene, feeling a little breathless.
A cold, chilling wind swept across the ruins, stirring up fine dust and making a sound like a sob.
Beside Zen Monastery Qing, Xia Youjie, who was just observing, had already collapsed to the ground. His handsome and slender fingers were covering his face, and his shoulders were trembling slightly. He had held on for a very long time, but he still couldn't hold on.
When the somewhat suppressed, broken sobs leaked out from between his fingers, Zenji Kiyoshi knew that the other person needed this kind of release.
How to put it? After all, witnessing his own "death," especially in such a way, was a devastating blow to Xia Youjie.
It wasn't just that Xia Youjie's own long-held obsession had shattered, but also the guilt and self-blame for tormenting his best friend to such an extent. These emotions were suffocating Xia Youjie.
After truly seeing all of this, Xia Youjie realized that the path he had chosen with all his might not only failed to lead him to the future he desired, but also caused him to lose everything.
This has tormented Gojo Satoru, his close friend who used to cause him so much worry, to this extent because of his own actions.
He was really, really in so much pain...
Despicable! Despicable! Despicable!
You bastard! What have you done?!
Zenji Qing simply stood quietly beside Xia Youjie. He neither comforted Xia Youjie nor urged him.
Zenji knew that at this moment, any words would be inadequate.
When such a heavy future is vividly presented to Xia Youjie, he needs time to digest this bloody "future" and to truly confront the pain and obsession in his heart.
And this is just the beginning.
Zen Temple Qing wanted Xia Youjie to know that the path he had chosen had not only destroyed everything he had at the college, but also the two children he had raised with his own hands.
That was his child, the child he cherished dearly...
As Zen Master Qing activated his incantation, the illusion created within the prison gate began to fluctuate violently, and the surrounding scenery, like a scene constantly receding on a train, began to become blurry and indistinguishable.
That familiar feeling returned once again. Before Xia Youjie could recover from the sorrowful emotions of Gojo Satoru, Zenji Kiyoshi had already brought Xia Youjie to another future.
Here, Xia Youjie saw Nanako and Mimiko, the sisters, feeding Hisahito Itadori's fingers.
"No! No! What are you doing?! This is not something you can touch! It's dangerous!"
Upon seeing the two sisters' actions, Xia Youjie almost instinctively shouted, but at this moment, he was merely a spectator and could do nothing.
When Su Nuo awoke, and when that evil curse pinned the two sisters to the ground, unable to move, Xia Youjie's eyes were practically spitting fire.
Chapter-365
Nanako and Mimiko knelt on the ground, and standing in front of the two girls was Itadori Yuuhito, whose body was undergoing a strange transformation after they had forcibly fed him the Sukuna Finger!
No, to be precise, it was no longer Itadori Hisahito, but the cursed king from a thousand years ago, the extremely dangerous Ryoumen Sukuna whom Zenin Kiyoto had told him countless times.
Under the gradual influence of Zen Monastery Qing, Xia Youjie knew exactly what kind of person Su Nuo was; he was an extremely evil being that could not be judged by common sense.
But at this very moment, the two girls he cherished and raised with his own hands were making a deal with Sukuna!
No! You could even say that the two of them were threatening Sukuna!
Those two idiots! Those two daughters he'd spoiled since they were little, they had no idea how dangerous Su Nuo was!
At this moment, Nanako and Mimiko's faces showed a determination he had never seen before, along with a hint of madness from being driven to the brink of despair.
The two women were driven into a desperate situation in their attempt to retrieve their bodies!
In any case, they could not allow Lord Xia Youjie's body to be defiled to this extent.
However, even if Mimiko and Nanako could roughly guess some of Natsuyuki's true intentions, they would never forgive Gojo Satoru for having him help, especially since he was the one who killed Natsuyuki with his own hands.
Therefore, with no other options, the two of them had no choice but to seek out Su Nuo.
Even if they knew the danger, they wouldn't allow Xia Youjie's body to be desecrated to this extent.
However, the two of them were still too young. In front of people like Lu Suo and Su Nuo, who were far more experienced than them, they could only be ridiculed like clowns.
Seeing this scene, Xia Youjie instantly analyzed the situation in his mind. Looking at the two women in front of him, he subconsciously shouted:
"No! No! What are you doing?! These things are not for you to touch! Danger! Stop!!"
He roared almost instinctively, his body lunging forward in an attempt to stop them.
However, his body passed right through the two of them, without affecting anyone at all.
After missing his target, before Xia Youjie could even react, the conversation behind him continued.
"We, we don't need anything, we just want you to help us, help us get back Lord Xiayou's body, and then kill that bastard who desecrated Lord Xiayou's body."
"As long as you can do that, we'll tell you exactly where the remaining fingers are located..."
Looking at Nanako kneeling on the ground, her face filled with panic and terror, and hearing the words she uttered, Xia Youjie's eyes widened in fury. He couldn't help but shout at the two men:
"No! No! You two, run! That guy is not someone you can use or threaten! Please! Run! Run!"
But before Xia Youjie could finish speaking, Mimiko's head had already been sliced into a bloody mist by a series of fine slashes that were completely invisible to the naked eye.
The girl's body was still tense without her realizing it; the corpse fell, and blood splattered everywhere.
Nanako, still reeling from the sight, instinctively let out a confused "Ha!"
Immediately afterward, she threw herself onto Mimiko's corpse, crying and screaming loudly. But she quickly realized that Mimiko could not be resurrected. So, almost frantically, she grabbed her phone, channeled all her magical power, and roared at Sukuna:
"You bastard! I'm going to kill you!"
However, before Nanako could even activate the technique, her body, including her phone, was already sliced into a bloody mist by Sukuna's slash, leaving not even a corpse behind.
Xia Youjie stood there dumbfounded, staring at the scene before him. He looked at the bloodstains all over the ground and felt like his head was about to explode.
Those were his two daughters whom he had raised with his own hands! Those were the children he had cherished and raised with the deepest affection in his heart!
But now they are dying right in front of him, and in such a tragic way!
Beheading, shredded to pieces so badly that even the body couldn't be found!
What on earth is going on here?!
Xia Youjie was almost insane. He knelt down on the corpse of his adopted daughter, his hands digging into the ground, but the blood on the ground couldn't touch him at all, not even his daughter's body!
"It's all my fault... I dragged them into this... I'm such a useless bastard, such a damn bastard, I'm the one who put them in this situation!"
At this moment, more painful than witnessing his own death, Xia Youjie was tormented by intense pain and curled up on the ground, unable to utter a single word!
If Xia Youjie's own death could bring him a twisted sense of relief and a complex mix of emotions, such as reaching a final understanding with his closest friend, then perhaps it could bring him a kind of distorted sense of relief.
However, watching helplessly as the child you swore to protect is driven to despair because of your own path, and tortured to such a gruesome death, is a pure, unbearable agony, akin to being slowly sliced to pieces.
What exactly did his pursuit of righteousness and his vision of a "new world" bring to the people around him and to the world?
It was the painful burden that forced Gojo Satoru, his closest friend, to personally kill Natsuyuki.
Those two children he rescued from hell and raised with his own hands ended up facing even more painful torment and death because of his own choices.
What was all this agonizing over for him all these years?!
"See that, Jay?"
Zen-in-sei's voice rang in his ears at that moment, but it carried an indescribable calmness.
"This is the righteousness you chose, this is the path you chose, because the sorrow you sowed that bitter summer has finally turned into pain on this day, tracing back to everyone."
Wu, that guy, personally bore the guilt and pain of killing you. You know how much pain he will suffer afterward.
And because of you, Mimi and Nana have never had a decent day in their lives!
Have you ever thought about what kind of lives those two would have led if it weren't for your choice and persistence back then?
Will they... still die here?
Upon hearing this, Xia Youjie abruptly raised his head, his face a mixture of tears and blood, looking utterly disheveled.
He looked at Zenji Qing, his eyes bloodshot, filled with a churning mix of despair, regret, and near-madness—a deep self-loathing.
Chapter-366
Xia Youjie was on the verge of emotional collapse. He was barely able to hold on, and his consciousness and spirit were almost completely shattered. He could no longer even speak fluently.
"Why...why do I have to see these things?"
His voice was almost hoarse, as if scorched by flames. Xia Youjie stared blankly at Chan Yuanqing.
"Kill me... Xiao Qing, rather than making me face such a future, just kill me."
"It's not me who's tormenting you, Jay."
Zen Monk looked at Xia Youjie, who was slumped on the ground, and there was an indescribable complexity in his eyes.
He looked at Xia Youjie, sighed slightly, and then slowly said:
"Have you forgotten, Jay? This is the path you chose yourself after rescuing Nanako and Mimiko, and the bloody future that this path points to."
I'm just presenting this future to you prematurely, Jay. If you don't want to see this future, then... stop.
Xia Youjie was silent for a moment. He looked at the bloodstains on the ground, gazed at the headless corpse, and asked again with a sorrowful expression:
"Is it too late for me to stop, Xiao Qing...?"
"As long as you realize all of this, it's not too late, Jay."
Zen-in-tsuki's voice held a hint of comfort. He knew just how emotionally devastated Xia Youjie was; even the most stimulating therapy sometimes required gentle reassurance.
"The things you insist on often only bring pain to yourself and those around you. Haven't you realized that? From the moment you chose to embark on this path, all that your companions have gained is pain."
Mimiko and Nanako never experienced a normal childhood because of you, while Jai and Shoko will spend their whole lives grieving your departure.
What have you accomplished with all this?
Hearing Zen Temple Qing's words, Xia Youjie completely lost all his strength. As if he had completely abandoned his ideals, he curled up and lay quietly on the ground, with the fragments of his beloved adopted daughter's body beside him.
It wasn't until this moment that Xia Youjie realized that the beliefs he relied on for survival, all the obsessions and madness he used to arm himself, had been completely shattered and crushed into powder by Zenyuan Qing's words.
He also saw the end of his path, not the dawn of a new world, but an endless darkness and despair that he himself had created.
Zen Monk sighed. He cleared away all the corpses and images in front of Xia Youjie. The surrounding scenery changed, and the two of them returned to the afternoon street where they first met.
As a familiar chill ran down his neck, Xia Youjie instinctively turned around and found himself back in that incredibly familiar scene once again.
The cool touch on the back of his neck, and the familiar, cloyingly sweet smell of carbonated drinks, pulled Xia Youjie's almost scattered consciousness back to reality.
No, it's not even reality. It's just a scene constructed by Zen monks using magic, a scene from their earliest memories.
He turned his head stiffly, and what came into view was Zenji Kiyoshi's gentle smiling face, and the bottle of cola handed to him, covered with cold water droplets.
The afternoon sun filtered through the leaves, casting dappled shadows on Zenjiro. Everything was exactly the same as that afternoon many years ago that changed his fate, without the slightest change.
"How are you? Still not over it? I know what happened just now might be a little hard for you to accept."
Zen-in-tsuki's voice was relaxed and natural, as if the bloody and desperate illusion just now was just an insignificant movie. He deliberately used this voice because he wanted to create a psychological suggestion for Xia Youjie that those scenes were just illusions, otherwise Xia Youjie would not be able to recover for a while.
"But it's getting late now. If we don't hurry back, Nanako and Mimiko will get impatient."
"Nanako...Mimiko."
Xia Youjie was repeating those two names almost unconsciously, his mind flashing back to the desperate expressions on their faces when they were killed by Su Nuo in the illusion, and their mangled corpses.
He absolutely cannot let that kind of future happen!
He absolutely could not allow those two innocent, dependent children who only followed him to suffer such a tragic end because of his ridiculous and stubborn "righteousness"!
In that illusion, the forced smile on the face of his close friend Gojo Satoru, which was filled with unbearable pain, and the despair in the eyes of Nanako and Mimiko, all plunged Xia Youjie into the deepest despair.
He looked at Zenjiro Kiyoshi, who was standing right behind him, and seeing his calm expression, he felt a pang of indescribable bitterness.
"Xiao Qing, the 'great cause' I pursue, the world I want to create that only has sorcerers, even I know that it is probably impossible to do."
But I never imagined that the price I would have to pay would be so heavy, so heavy that I simply couldn't bear it, so heavy that it would almost crush everything I cherished into dust.
This is not the future I want, nor is this the world I envisioned!
Do you remember when I first became a sorcerer, I told you what I wanted?
Didn't we agree back then? We wanted to avoid causing more death and suffering! Weren't these vibrant and important people right here in front of us the very people we initially wanted to protect?!
But why have I become like this at this point?
Why are the people around me dying one after another because of me?
"Xiao Qing..."
As he spoke, Xia Youjie's voice was still hoarse, but it carried an unprecedented clarity and firmness:
"I was wrong."
These three words seemed to have exhausted all his strength, yet the moment they were spoken, Xia Youjie felt a sense of relief, as if a heavy burden had been lifted from his shoulders.
He looked directly into Zenjiro's eyes, no longer running away, no longer trying to console himself with those messy obsessions.
"The path I chose... was wrong, completely wrong."
He took a deep breath, quickened his pace, and spoke with an urgency that suggested he needed to confirm something:
"You're right, all I've brought is a future that's hard to accept."
Whether it's towards Satoru, Shoko, Yoga-sensei, Haibara and Nanami, or especially Nanako and Mimiko...
So now, all I want to do is make it up to them as soon as possible!
There's still time, isn't there?
Zen Monk Qing smiled and nodded, then said softly:
"Yes, there's still time."
Chapter-367
Zen Monastery's short but affirmative answer, at this moment, was like the melodious tolling of church bells at dusk, resounding in Xia Youjie's shattered world. It was the bell of redemption, the bell of hope.
At this moment, the scenery remains the same, just as it was when they first met.
Sunlight filtered through the swaying leaves, dancing on Zen Monk's gentle, smiling face. In those eyes that always seemed to see right through people, there was no blame, no mockery, only a tenderness, a steadfastness that seemed to embrace people infinitely.
Zenji Sei didn't say much, but this extremely simple answer was more powerful than any lengthy discourse.
The sound echoing in his ears was like a solid foundation stone, suddenly pressing down on Xia Youjie's plummeting soul, allowing him to finally catch his breath and find a place to rest in this chaotic and bewildering future.
"ah..."
Xia Youjie gave a short, almost choked-up response.
He took a deep, almost greedy breath of the air, which smelled of grass and sunshine, took the cola from Zenji Kiyoshi's hand, and then drank it all in one gulp.
A cool yet refreshing sensation filled his body, and before he could even react, the world before him changed once again.
Pure white, everything was pure white, and only Zenji Qing remained before my eyes.
Xia Youjie looked at all this with a somewhat confused expression. Wasn't it agreed that they were going back? Why did Chanyuan Qing continue to bring him into this illusion?
Zenji Qing also noticed Xia Youjie's confusion. He didn't rush to answer, but looked at Xia Youjie and asked him softly:
"Jay, do you remember a long time ago, we watched a movie called Inception in college? You really liked it, but Wu liked Digimon. You even had a fight about it."
Listening to Zen-in-Chief's words, Xia Youjie naturally knew that he wasn't talking about the past. He keenly grasped Zen-in-Chief's meaning, so he asked softly:
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"Xiaoqing, do you mean I'm currently in a dream within a dream?"
The monk smiled and nodded, then explained:
"The world you are in now is the third layer of the illusion world, an illusion I created for you. Here, you see the end of your path and the outcome of everything you have persisted in."
The you outside who is trapped in the prison gate is the second layer of the illusionary world. The you in the second layer lives in the timeline where I died, and has broken with the people of the high school and killed those ordinary people, but that is also an illusion.
"In the real you, in the true first layer of reality, we are currently in the village where Nanako and Mimiko are being abused and tortured. Right now, we haven't even rescued those two children."
Hearing Zenjiro's explanation, Xia Youjie was stunned, but he quickly let out a long sigh of relief, his eyes slightly red as he looked at Zenjiro, a smile that was hard to describe, and said with a sense of relief:
"Oh, I see. That's wonderful, that's wonderful..."
Before Zen Monk Qing could say anything, Xia Youjie continued muttering:
"It's not too late, nothing has happened yet. I haven't hurt those ordinary people, I haven't hurt my parents, I haven't hurt Satoru, I haven't hurt Shoko, I haven't hurt Nanako and Mimiko… Kiyoshi, you haven't left either. It's really, really good."
When Xia Youjie said these words, it was as if he was exhaling a huge, heavy breath. He was smiling, but it also looked like he was crying.
Zenji Qing didn't say anything. He just stepped forward and grabbed Xia Youjie's arm. Then the surrounding environment changed, and everything rushed in like the sea. Xia Youjie had only one thought: to hold Zenji Qing's hand. That was enough!
As a sensation akin to a drowning person gasping for breath washed over him, Xia Youjie opened his eyes again, only to be met with a dense fog that seemed almost impenetrable.
At this moment, standing before him was Zenin Seiwa, who was all smiles and Riko, who was also somewhat dazed.
Looking at the two people who were still in a daze, Zenji Kiyoshi said softly:
"You two have just woken up from the illusion, so it's normal that you haven't figured things out yet. I'll explain it to you later. For now, let's control the spread of this thick fog."
I've studied this fog; it can be blocked with tents. Jay, Glass, please help me control the fog and prevent it from affecting the others. I have some things to take care of. After you've set up the tents, bring the rest of you to the center of the village to find me.
After saying that, Zenji Qing didn't wait for the two to reply. Instead, he flashed away and disappeared from the spot.
Xia Youjie and Li Zi, who were left standing there, stared at each other in a daze. Then, they couldn't help but burst out laughing.
Riko spoke first:
"Looks like you weren't doing too well in that world either; you're so haggard."
Xia Youjie retorted just as bluntly:
"You look even sadder than me, Riko. You haven't wiped the tears off your face yet. But I can understand, after all, those things in the dream were just too real..."
Riko was startled by what she heard. She quickly wiped away her tears, and then, seemingly to change the subject, she urged Xia Youjie:
"Alright! We'll discuss the rest with Xiaoqing when she gets back. Let's go and finish everything first."
Meanwhile, at Zen Temple Qing's place, he looked at the ever-spreading and gathering mist around him, knowing that the balancing mechanism still showed no sign of stopping.
The dream of Xia Youjie and Li Zi was disrupted, preventing the balancing mechanism from achieving its goal and the program from obtaining its result. Naturally, it will continue to balance towards the target direction.
In the thick fog, Zenji Sei could vaguely see many blurry figures. Those figures felt familiar to him, as if they were Gojo Satoru and others from different timelines. They seemed to be waiting for something as well.
He ignored those figures and pushed his limitless technique to its limit, shutting out the surrounding mist and suddenly arriving at the courtyard where Nanako, Mimiko, and the others were imprisoned.
After landing, Zenji Qing didn't say anything to the others around him. He looked at the ordinary people holding dangerous items such as hoes and sickles, and simply raised his finger and said softly.
"Domain Deployment!"
Chapter-368
The 0.002-second domain expansion was a conclusion reached by Zenji Qing after countless precise calculations in that illusory world.
After a brief period of expansion, ordinary people's brains are flooded with a terrifying amount of information that is difficult to digest in a short time. However, Zen Temple Qing controls this amount of information within a very good range, so that it will not cause people to faint or become demented, nor will it affect them.
These fogs can affect not only important people around them, but also ordinary villagers.
Although Zenji Sei himself did not know what the fog would do to the villagers, Zenji Sei always adhered to the principle of not doing things that were uncertain.
Just as Zenji Kiyoshi unfolded his domain, Gojo Satoru, who had sensed the fluctuations in Zenji Kiyoshi's incantation power, rushed out from not far away. His azure eyes looked at the domain that Zenji Kiyoshi had unleashed, revealing a faint surprise.
However, before Gojo Satoru could ask anything, Zenin Kiyoshi's voice came over:
"Wu! I will use Cang to guide you. You and the rest of you should hurry over. The fog is getting thicker and thicker. When you bring them over, remember to use the Limitless Technique to isolate the fog, otherwise it will be dangerous!"
Hearing Zenjiro Sei's words, Gojo Satoru didn't hesitate. He watched the small blue ball pass by him, a confident smile on his face, and said softly:
"Don't worry, Xiaoqing, I promise to bring all those guys here without missing a single one."
As Gojo Satoru's figure disappeared, Zenji Kiyoshi breathed a slight sigh of relief. Thanks to Gojo Satoru's actions, the surrounding fog was disrupted, and the cell phone signal was restored once again. He sent a group message to everyone that Gojo Satoru was going to pick up everyone, informing the students of the high school in advance to avoid any misunderstandings.
At this moment, the Yamata no Orochi within the Zen temple's spiritual world suddenly uttered a sentence:
"Xiao Qing, I have also seen the power of this balancing mechanism before. When I tried to absorb the curse and power of the entire ley line, such mist appeared."
The mist enveloped me for what seemed like only a moment, but by the time I came to my senses, the power of the earth's veins had vanished completely, and more than three hundred years had passed in the outside world.
But this memory has always been vague. I actually had a slight recollection of the first time you encountered this fog, but I couldn't quite remember it until now!
Zenji Sei listened to Orochi's words and nodded slightly, explaining:
"This mist is the [Balance Mechanism], which is the basic structural principle of this world. The power of sorcerers and cursed spirits is forcibly controlled within a certain range because of the existence of this thing. If you had absorbed the power of the entire ley line at that time, you would most likely have broken the rules of this world, which is why you were disturbed by the white mist."
Hearing Zenjiro's explanation, Sukuna, who was usually silent, surprisingly spoke up:
"I have a vague recollection of this fog. I remember that the sorcerers of the Heian period once gathered the strongest sorcery combat team at the time to fight me, but those guys were too weak and I wiped them all out."
But after I killed those people, a thick fog suddenly filled the valley where the battle took place. However, the fog did not affect me. But... after leaving the fog, an uncontrollable thought suddenly arose in my mind.
Since those human sorcerers are so weak, there must be some cursed beings who can bring me joy, right?
So, with that thought in mind, I spent the next two years traveling throughout the country, killing every curse I encountered that I found even slightly interesting. At the time, I just found it amusing, but now, perhaps that wasn't really my own intention.
When Su Nuo finished speaking, his voice even carried a rare hint of mockery. He didn't think such things were shameful at all. After all, he was indeed happy when he killed those people. Even if he was used, he had no reason to resent it.
Zenjiro listened to the two men's conversation, pondering the specific details of the balancing mechanism. Unfortunately, this information alone was insufficient for Zenjiro to gain a deeper understanding.
However, the surrounding fog was very thick, and the sense of danger became increasingly clear.
This mist is more unsettling than any top-tier cursed spirit, because it represents the "will" of this world itself.
Just as Zen Monk was pondering, the sound of something breaking through the air rang out one after another.
Gojo Satoru appeared in Zenji Kiyoshi's eyes. He landed easily, and behind him, he used his incantation to pull Ieiri Shoko, Meimei, and Riko, who was still a little shaken, along with others. The [No Limit] technique he used perfectly protected everyone within it.
"Look, not one is missing."
Gojo Satoru clapped his hands, his tone light, but his gaze behind his sunglasses sharply swept over the increasingly thick fog around him, before he continued to complain:
"But this thing just won't stop, Xiaoqing, is there any way to get rid of it?"
Upon hearing this, Zenji Qing shook his head slightly. He indeed had no good way to get rid of these things. The reason he had brought everyone here was because he was worried that someone would continue to be carried away by the fog.
However, Zenji Qingxin had a premonition that the fog wouldn't last long, as there were more important things to do right now.
Sorcerer, ordinary person, curse spirit, curse master...
There are still many contradictions in this world. If these things are not resolved, no one can guarantee that there won't be another "Xia Youjie".
Even Xia Youjie, who has already admitted that he has gone down the wrong path, has not actually resolved the inner conflict he has about being an ordinary person. He is still subconsciously avoiding the issue after seeing those tragic futures.
The sole purpose of bringing everyone here is to induce a psychological change in them.
Even Zenji himself needed to consider some things.
He looked at the crowd and said softly:
"These villagers have locked the two sorcerer sisters in the basement. The situation isn't good. Jay, go down and bring them up."
Hearing Zenji's words, Xia Youjie, who still retained the memory, unconsciously clenched his fingers. He nodded, then lowered his head and walked towards the basement. The scene in his memory reappeared before his eyes, and the anger in his heart began to boil.
Night Moth Masamichi looked at the slightly dazed villagers around him, then frowned slightly as he looked at Zen Temple Qing.
Chapter-369
"Xiaoqing, what's going on with these people? What did you do to them?"
Looking at the somewhat serious expression on Yagami Masamichi's face, Zenji Kiyoshi naturally knew that the other party had most likely misunderstood him.
Zenji knew that the traditional, old-school sorcerer, Night Moth, was very sensitive about the relationship between ordinary people and sorcerers.
If they actually hurt these ordinary people, the Night Moth Path would probably find it hard to accept.
However, Zenji Sei was mentally prepared for these things; today's events were bound to cause dissatisfaction on one side.
He looked at Moth Path, then pointed to the ordinary people who looked somewhat mentally challenged, and said with a smile:
"Teacher Night Moth, these people were only affected by my extremely brief domain expansion. They will recover quickly, probably in about half an hour."
But after they wake up, I hope you won't stop me from doing what I'm about to do.
Upon hearing the first part of the statement, Yaga Seido visibly breathed a sigh of relief. However, when Zenin Seiji told him not to interfere in the follow-up matters, Yaga Seido refused with a serious expression:
"Xiaoqing, I don't know what you want to do, but if I find that you are going astray, then as your teacher, I will definitely stop you. Some things cannot be left to you to do as you please."
Night Moth Masamichi's answer was within Zenji Kiyoshi's expectations. He didn't rush to explain anything, but silently watched the entrance to the tunnel that Xia Youjie had just entered, waiting for the other party to return with Nanako and Mimiko.
Everyone had now arrived at the center of the courtyard. Mingming looked at everything before her and frowned slightly. She felt that strange fragments of memory kept appearing in her mind lately.
She had never experienced those memories herself, yet they were incredibly clear to her, and even her feelings at the time and her perceptions of the things around her were extremely profound.
Is it really just my own hallucination?
No, that's not right. I have a gut feeling that those things can't all be hallucinations. After all, there's no reason why hallucinations should be almost identical every time.
Could it be some kind of unknown curse?
Mingming was a little confused about the situation. She subconsciously looked at Chanyuan Qing, wanting to ask him for his opinion after things were over.
However, at that moment, Mingming noticed that Riko, who was not far away, suddenly walked up to Zenji Kiyoshi and whispered something to him, but because of the distance, Mingming could not hear it clearly.
However, looking at Zenjiro's expression and Riko's occasional glances at him, Mingming still felt a little strange.
The two of them must have been talking about something related to themselves, otherwise Riko wouldn't have had that expression.
Just as Mingming was feeling confused, a few scattered footsteps came from the basement passage not far away.
Amidst a few choked sobs, Xia Youjie led the two sisters, Nanako and Mimiko, out, their faces pale and covered in wounds.
At this moment, Xia Youjie's expression was hard to describe.
His face showed heartache, pain, anger, joy and happiness at regaining what he had lost, and a contradiction between his ideals and reality.
In short, he said nothing, but simply held the two sisters' hands, stood there with his head down, like a tree that had long since withered and died.
As Moth Masamichi watched this scene, his lips parted, and then his voice became slightly hoarse:
"Sometimes, sorcerers have to face this kind of situation because most ordinary people cannot understand supernatural phenomena. In some backward places, such as small villages in the mountains, ordinary people may even blame the sorcerers for their sins."
You will definitely encounter similar situations when you carry out missions later. I don't want you to be exposed to these things too early. Generally speaking, these things are taught to you in the later period of time.
"But now that we've run into each other, I'll teach you this lesson. Zenin Kiyoshi and Gojo Satoru, you two need to listen carefully, especially you, Zenin Kiyoshi. I know you're more mature than the other kids, but in some things, you're still too rigid."
Yaga Seimei saw right through Zenin Kiyoshi's thoughts at a glance. This was also in line with Yaga Seimei's own thoughts. Although Zenin Kiyoshi seemed harmless on ordinary days, Yaga Seimei had already realized this from the first day he met him.
In fact, in many situations, Zenji Sei is the most aggressive one.
Moreover, Yamo Masakado could sense that Zenji Kiyoshi's worries were different from those of others; he seemed to be constantly resisting a certain future.
He didn't know how to describe this feeling, and could only silently observe Zen-in-Chiyo's behavior.
This time, it was precisely when Zenji Seimei clearly showed that something was wrong.
Zenjiro's current demeanor is much more irritable and indifferent than usual, which is definitely due to some kind of influence.
Having realized this, Yae Masamichi completely disregarded the difference in strength between himself and Zenjiro Seiji, and walked straight towards Zenjiro Seiji. When he was less than three steps away from Zenjiro Seiji, Zenjiro Seiji suddenly spoke:
"Teacher Moth, I know your thoughts and opinions, but sometimes, aren't your views and opinions too mild? Shouldn't a sorcerer be a human being before possessing the identity of a sorcerer?"
Just because we possess power, because we have the talent of sorcerers, does that mean we should be rejected as human beings?
Listening to Zenjiro's words, Yagami Seido did not refute anything. He simply gazed at Zenjiro quietly, listening to his thoughts.
Seeing that Yae Masamichi remained silent, Zen-in ...
"Teacher Moth, this is the information I commissioned someone to investigate before I came here. It details how the other villagers treated the two girls and their families."
Their actions were even more hateful than the cursed spirits themselves. In fact, the two sorcerers who came to exorcise the cursed spirits died because the villagers failed to provide timely medical assistance, which led to the delay in getting them to the hospital.
All these things combined, aren't they enough to establish the sins committed by the people here?
Night Moth Masamichi listened to Zenji Kiyoshi's words, but he didn't reply. Instead, he frowned and looked at the documents in Zenji Kiyoshi's hand.
"Who gave you this information? It's all wrong!"
Chapter-370
The moment Yemo Zhengdao's voice rang out, Zenji Kiyoshi felt as if something had exploded in his head.
It was a feeling of suddenly breaking through the clouds to see the sun; the fog that had been shrouding his mind was completely dispelled at that moment by the two sentences from Yemo Zhengdao.
He abruptly looked up at Yamo Masamichi, who seemed to sense Zenin Sei's emotions and immediately explained:
"The reason those two sorcerers died was not because the villagers didn't come to their aid. On the contrary, when the ambulance arrived, it couldn't get up the mountain because the road was too rugged."
The injured sorcerer was even carried down by the villagers. There's something wrong with your information. No, there's something wrong with the person who recorded the information back then. That's why you've always had no good feelings towards this place!
As for how I know the truth here, it's because I participated in the entire process, including the subsequent rescue operation. This case happened in Gangshan Village in 1988, and the records were handwritten at the time, so there might have been a problem somewhere..."
As Ye Moth Masamichi spoke of his conjectures, he turned to look at the villagers who had been bombarded with information by Zen Temple Qing. He frowned, feeling somewhat confused.
However, Zenjiro had already figured everything out. He looked at the document in his hand, which was full of incorrect information, and knew that he had been tricked by the fog.
It turns out that from the very beginning, the fog was targeting him.
The illusions created by Xia Youjie, Li Zi, and others were merely illusions designed to attract their attention. The true purpose of the fog was always to obscure their vision and make them mistake the illusion for reality.
In this case, these villagers would most likely not survive. Moreover, as long as he had done this, Xia Youjie's subsequent betrayal would still be at risk, because even if he did not take action, everything that happened tonight would be imprinted in his memory and subconsciously influence the other party's behavior.
Moreover, the process of obtaining this information myself... has become somewhat blurry.
Thinking of this, Zenji Kiyoshi felt cold sweat breaking out on his back. If it weren't for Yae no Masakazu pulling him back from the edge of the cliff today, he would probably have really gone along with the will of that balancing mechanism!
Meanwhile, on a high ground not far from the small mountain village, Lu Suo stood on a slope, gazing at the village shrouded in mist, and murmured softly:
"Balance has existed since the birth of the first sorcerer. Zenji Kiyoshi, do you really have the ability to contend with this?"
There are many geniuses, and the geniuses and strongmen of thousands of years are like carp crossing a river. In the face of that mist, they are nothing more than a pile of white bones. Even someone as strong as Su Nuo is nothing more than a pawn of the opponent.
Can you really perceive the changes buried in your subconscious?
Let me see just how far you can go.
In the mist, Zenjiro looked at the altered folder of documents once again. However, the moment he took the folder, the writing on it suddenly became wet and blurry, making it impossible to read what it contained.
But even so, it was enough. At least Zenjiro was now certain that the fog was behind some of the mischief.
It was at this moment that Zenji Kiyoshi began to reflect on the influence of the fog on his consciousness.
From the moment he entered Xia Youjie's illusion, this step was actually a trap set by the mist.
If Zen-in-no-Kei is unable to break through Xia Youjie's illusion, then he will die directly within the illusion, which would certainly be better.
However, if Zenji Qing were to break free from Xia Youjie's illusion, the mist could also erode Zenji Qing's empty consciousness during the time he was in the illusion. If Zenji Qing hadn't learned some soul-nurturing abilities from Orochi over the years, he would probably be completely affected by now.
Looking at the Night Moth Master before him, Zenji Seishin took a deep breath and then sincerely thanked him:
"Thank you for your size. I'm sorry, Ms. Moth, I was a bit rash just now."
Yae Masamichi did not blame his student. He simply looked at the surrounding villagers and then, together with Zenji Kiyoshi, figured out the whole story.
Nanako and Mimiko were indeed abused by those guys in the village, but it wasn't the kind of collective attack that Zenji Kiyoshi imagined.
On the contrary, most people in the village felt that it was not Nanako's family's fault, and everyone believed that it was Nanako and her sister who protected the village.
However, Nanako and Mimiko's behavior caught the attention of a few slightly powerful people in the village.
They didn't believe in so-called curses or ghosts; they believed that one of the missing girls was killed by a group of them working together.
These people were worried that their plan would be exposed, and Mimi had told them that she could see a woman-like figure following them.
The group wasn't particularly frightened upon hearing this, but the information Nanako provided was almost identical to that of the woman they had personally killed.
This made the group even more worried in addition to their fear. They were afraid that Nanako would tell others about it, so they fabricated stories that Nanako's family were traitors and monsters.
And because of their power and influence, the matter was resolved quickly.
Mimiko and Nanako became evil spirits of the entire village, while the villagers became their saviors.
In order to completely eradicate this family, they even spent a lot of money to get the villagers to stand on their side.
After succeeding, they completely disregarded the lives of the innocent family, caring only that they were safe and sound!
The truth is like peeling back a rotten fruit to reveal the ugliest core inside.
This is not the collective depravity of the entire village, but the sins of a few who used power and lies to hijack the silence of the majority and demonize innocent children as "evil spirits."
Whether the two children here are sorcerers or not is actually not that important.
If Zenji Qing had killed all the villagers here, would his hands still be as clean as they are now?
As everyone listened to the complete truth pieced together by Moth Lord and several village elders who had regained their senses, they all felt a chill run from the soles of their feet to the top of their heads.
This tragedy, based on the evil of human nature in reality, makes the conflict between the sorcerer and ordinary people at the beginning all the more frustrating.
Zen Monk turned to look at the villagers, those who were silent. They shouldn't have died, or at least their crimes didn't warrant death.
If I actually take action, will he go down a different path?
If we look at the original timeline, Xia Youjie probably wouldn't have known until his death that his beliefs were based on lies from the very beginning.