The world is restarting

Chapter 211

Archer hadn't realized that he had just accidentally leaked out the old background of the opposite Minamoto Raimitsu, and he was still seriously answering Sawada Ya's question.

"When I woke up, I found that the summoning was wrong this time. The place where I was summoned was in a school, and there was no Master around."

Sawada Ya thought for a while, and suddenly realized, "Ah, Ice Emperor?"

"Huh? Is it Ji Jun's school? I see, you put that arrow there, too?"

Minamoto Raimitsu: "Arrow?"

"Let me start from the beginning." Archer frowned invisibly, and his hearty expression faded a bit, as if recalling the scene at that time made him a little uncomfortable even if he was as frank as he was.

"The place where I was really summoned was not outside, but in a place similar to an inherent enchantment, or my self-awareness was trapped there."

"Inherent enchantment?" Hattori sat over, and Watanabe, who was next to him just now, realized that it wasn't him who could know the information and went out consciously.

"It's the magic that manifests the scenery in your mind." Minamoto Raimitsu explained casually.Although he was an inexplicable follower and didn't even have a complete memory, he was instilled with the relevant basic knowledge, "But if only self-awareness is locked in, isn't it equivalent to an illusion imposed on the mind?"

"That's almost what it means." Archer said with a complicated expression, "And the scenes in the illusion, described in Buddhist terms, are demons."

Even if a person lives a peaceful life, as long as he is not a saint, there will always be things that cannot be forgotten and cannot be let go, which are called obsessions.The heroes who can become heroic spirits after death have a more turbulent life than ordinary people, and have deeper obsessions that cannot be let go.

Hatred, greed, delusion, obsession, and resentment are all demons.

"I think my life is magnanimous enough. Although there are regrets, they don't make me really trapped in it. But the enchantment of demons seems to be able to magnify the darkness in people's hearts. If it weren't for the guidance of Hachiman, I wouldn't have Way to get out."

As if the emotions at that time had been aroused again, Omotota's voice was a bit more dignified, "I am still like this, you all know about Mr. Zhensheng, his situation is probably worse than mine."

Hearing this, Hattori tapped the shoulder of the little loli next to him, and asked in a low voice, "Did Master Zhensheng make any mistakes?"

Sawada Ya thought for a while, "Master Zhensheng did some... well, very bad things in his later years."

Hattori: "?"

Minamoto Larimitsu rested his chin on one hand, and lazily poured a glass of wine, "Ji Jun doesn't have to hide it for him. After returning from Dajiangshan, Master Weishi reported the things his father did to the court. In the history of your future generations, it should be still true. There are records."

"Master Pingzhensheng's old age..." Hattori subconsciously recalled the words, and then he was startled suddenly, not daring to answer the question, "Could it be...'ergan'?"

"Tanba Shouhei Zhensheng Take Ergan Yuyu" in "Konjaku Monogatari Collection" records the story of Ping Zhensheng suffering from malignant sores in his later years and taking the baby's liver as medicine by name.

In the eyes of modern people, this kind of behavior is no different from a demon. When he read this article, he thought it was a fabricated or exaggerated statement by later generations.

"Master Zhensheng was indeed possessed by a demon at that time..." Biao Tengtai sighed after a moment of silence, "Weishi admitted Lord Zhensheng's crimes, but he also said, 'I don't think my father will really do that. This kind of thing, if let him choose, probably he would rather die.'."

"People's hearts are fragile." Minamoto Laiguang took a sip of wine and said softly, "If Master Zhensheng was under normal circumstances, I dare not say that the matter of Ergan has never appeared in his heart, but even if there is such a Thoughts, he is likely to choose to give up, he is a person who can choose the way of life."

"Yeah, people's hearts are fragile..."

Sawada Ya threw a handful of fish food to the ground again, turned around, and saw Ototo Taisho looking down at the wine glass in his hand, the clear wine reflected his youthful features.He didn't know what he thought of, he was silent for a moment, and suddenly said, "I saw Lord Jiangmen in the illusion."

"Oh?"

"Actually, it's Master Jiangmen who occupied Zhensheng's body. He pointed to the body of the woman whose baby was taken out behind him and told me that people are all the same. It's me, the only cure is this way, wouldn't I do the same thing as Lord Zhensheng?"

"How did Mr. Fujita answer?"

"I can't answer that."

"Oh?"

"Because I have also thought about it, what is the difference between me and Zhensheng? When Master Zhensheng was young, he was also a good and honest man. It's just that he encountered such a thing later, but I didn't."

"Um……"

There was a soundless silence in the room.

"Of course there is a difference." Sawada Ya patted the fish food in his palm, and suddenly interjected.

"Huh?" The other three looked at her at the same time.

Little Lolita pointed to the pool outside the window, "The koi in the pool don't all look exactly alike, how could people be the same? Master Zhensheng is Master Zhensheng, Fujita is Fujita, there is no such thing as 'if' .”

There was silence in the room for a while.

Under her confused gaze, Minamoto suddenly smiled, "Well, that's right, as expected of Ji Jun."

"?"

After being slightly startled, Ototota showed relief, "Sure enough, the arrow with the power of Hachiman God I saw in the illusion was shot by Ji Jun. I saw that light at that time, and I woke up coming."

"??"

A row of question marks slowly rose above Ya Sawada's head. For some reason, they seemed to understand again, and looked at Hattori beside him with a confused expression of "Did I say something serious?"

The young detective smiled and rubbed her heart, "Sister, don't understand if she doesn't understand, it doesn't matter if that's the case, as expected, children's hearts are the purest... What's the matter with arrows?"

The little Lolita tilted her head blankly following his strength, and explained obediently, "Arrow's words were asked at Usa Jingu Shrine when she participated in her birthday, and after she came back, she was buried in the ice emperor's grave according to the method taught by Seimei. It's in the seal."

"The arrows that Usa Jingu begged for have this effect?"

"Because it was Prince Kemei's birthday at that time, Boya-sama also played the flute." Minamoto Raimitsu lazily raised one eyelid and looked over with a wine glass in his hand, "Hachiman God is Genji's shrine, and the time and place were special at that time. It is Ji Jun who is asking for the arrow, so the arrow will be attached with divine power."

In Japanese history, Omotota can be said to be the hero with the deepest ties to Hachiman, but he only encountered Hachiman twice in his life: once when he repelled the giant centipede at Mikami Mountain, and the other time was to attack Hachiman under the guise of Hachiman In the name of God, he named himself the new emperor's Ping Jiangmen.

Omotota took out a seemingly ordinary arrow from the quiver behind him, and sighed, "This is the third time. Ji Jun, give this back to you, this is a gift from Mingmao."

"But I don't know how to bow." Little Loli took the arrow, thought for a while and handed it back, "You should hold it, Archer, maybe it will be useful in the future."

"That's it...it's fine, anyway, I signed a contract with Ji Jun."

Ototo thought for a moment, then nodded.The servant is equivalent to the weapon in the master's hand, and the arrows of the Hachiman god are indeed more effective in him.

"Before that," Hattori Heiji silently raised his phone, "Can I take a photo?"

After drinking and eating, Omotota got up and continued to look for Hira Sadamori.

After all, he was the same colleague who attacked Hirashomon together, and now he himself was lucky to get the help of Hachiman God to escape from the demons, but Zhensheng was still struggling in it, and he really couldn't let him go.

"I seem to have always been luckier than them," said the young heroic spirit standing in the afterglow of the setting sun before leaving, "I always meet good people who help me in times of trouble, but because of this, So we can't turn a blind eye to Jiangmen and Zhensheng who have no one to hold them back."

"Master Fujita himself is a good person."

On the return trip, Hattori leaned against the back of the back seat with his hands behind his head.He met another historical hero today, and he felt that his reputation was well-deserved.

Omotota is forthright, approachable, and has a sense of responsibility and justice. He has nothing wrong with Minamoto Yorimitsu, who has an empty cooking kiosk and an empty wine stock.

So before the young man left, he asked the other party for two sets of signatures with admiration, one for himself and one for his good friend Kudo.

Ya Sawada sat beside him and nodded silently. Yes, Mr. Fujita is super reliable. Among all the servants summoned in this Holy Grail War, he can be said to be the most normal-neither demented nor inexplicable Lost treasure==

The person who lost the treasure inexplicably closed his eyes and yawned. The car drove through the quaint streets of Kyoto, and the setting sun outside the car window cast mottled light and shadow on his face.When passing a certain intersection, the black-haired boy suddenly opened his eyes.

"What's the matter, Saber?" Sawada Ya noticed the movement and looked back at him.

There was a little orange light in Minamoto's eyes, he narrowed his eyes slightly, looked out of the car through the glass window, and said thoughtfully, "I seem to feel my knife."

"what?"

Sawada Ya immediately got down on his lap and moved to the window to look left and right.

The driver in front reflexively slowed down the car, and hurriedly asked, "Do you want to stop?"

Minamoto Raikou pondered for a moment, then shook his head, "No, it's just a passing sensation, I can't feel it now."

Hattori also looked out after hearing the words, and subconsciously judged where they were.The car had just crossed a bridge, not far from Seimei Shrine and the main residence of the Tumimen family.

"Do you want to go down and look for it, maybe there is a clue?"

However, the person who threw the knife was not active at all, and just yawned again casually, "Let's just let fate, it's my knife, and I will always find it by myself."

Hattori: "..." Are you so Buddhist?

Facing his speechless gaze, Sawada Yako spread her hands very cutely, expressing that when Raikou didn't want to move, she couldn't persuade herself.

Within a few words, the car had already arrived in front of the main house of Tsuchimokon's family.

Sawada Ya and the others got out of the car, just in time to see Tsuchimikado Motoya coming out of the door accompanied by Patriarch Minamoto who he had seen last time. Patriarch Minamoto was followed by two teenagers aged [-] or [-], one of them was hugging him. Wearing a long wooden box, his face looks familiar.

Sawada Ya subconsciously turned back to look at Minamoto Raimitsu beside him, only to see that he had disappeared as a spirit son at some point.

"Ji-jun help me deal with it. The current patriarch of Genji is too much like my younger brother. I am really not good at dealing with such people."

Minamoto Larimitsu's clear and magnetic voice sounded in her mind, and little Lolita responded sympathetically in her heart.

The Genji people over there didn't see Saber by her side, they seemed a little disappointed, but they still came forward to meet Rei with due courtesy.Tsuchimikado Motoya gave an introduction to the two parties, and then said, "Your Excellency Minagi sent something here."

Sawada Ya looked over suspiciously, and saw Genji's patriarch beckoning, the young man holding the wooden box came forward and respectfully offered the things in his hand.

"Please pass it on to Saber-dono."

The wooden box was opened, and a long black knife was lying across the box. The black scabbard reflected the light of the setting sun, and a simple and heavy atmosphere rushed over.

Sawada Ya: "?"

Huh huh?Isn't this a knee pill?Is it really delivered to your door? !