Chapter 455: The Evil God Festival - The Boathouse

The moment the men of the Gifune family stepped cautiously into the shrine with black cloths over their eyes, Bai six stepped back and pushed open the door of the shrine.

The heavy red wooden door was thrown open with a loud creak, and the leader of the Gosho family was alerted to the sound, drawing his sword at his back and shouting, "Who is it?"

"Sacrifice Bai six." Bai six turned back with a smile, he raised his eyebrows slightly, "The Gifune's, the sacrifice you wanted is here, won't you come and get it?"

The man at the head of the Gosho family gave a lurch, and the sword in his hand waved harshly towards the place where Bai's footsteps were running: "Go! Get him into the shrine!"

"Yes!"

The other Gosenkai replied in a loud voice, pulling out their swords blindfolded, and jogging off in the direction of the sound of Bai's footsteps.

The moment the group of samurai were about to touch the direction of Bai six, the wooden door of the shrine was opened again.

A light-hearted Bai Liu pushes his way through the door.

"Who is it again?!" The man at the head of the Gifune family turned his head sharply, he had already reached the shrine door, and with a turn of his head he clamped his sword on the neck of Bai Liu who had pushed the door open, and asked in a stern voice, "Who are you and what are you doing at the shrine at this late hour?"

Bai Liu darted a quick glance across the table at Bai six, and instantly understood what had happened.

Bai six smiles at Bai Liu before waving and disappearing behind the shrine.

Bai Liu withdrew his gaze and blocked the man's knife at his neck with his hand, "Didn't you ask me to come?"

"That voice, are you Bai six ?!" The man at the head of the Gosho asked in surprise, his sword twirling back and forth in the direction Bai Liu and Bai six had left, "You are Bai six, then who was that man?"

"I'd like to know too." Bai Liu didn't even stop to walk swiftly inwards, he shook the whip out of his hand and turned his wrist, his tone calm, "So get out of the way, I'm going in."

The blindfolded man sensed the long whip in Bai Liu's hand and his face sank: "If you are Bai six, there is only one thing you can do here - and that is to be sacrificed."

"What are you doing with a weapon?!"

As he spoke, the knife in his right hand moved towards Bai Liu's neck, trying to force back Bai Liu's steps inwards, and his left hand reached down to snatch the long whip, the weapon in Bai Liu's hand.

Without looking away, Bai Liu flung his whip with his right hand and struck this leading member of the Gifune family dryly in the face, sending the other man flying straight away, moving lightly to leap over his fallen and tumbling body and head straight for the shrine.

As soon as he was swept away by Bai Liu, the man from the Mifune family realised that something was wrong, and as soon as he fell to the ground, he turned around and tried to grab Bai Liu's ankle, but Bai Liu dodged it with a flick of his hand. There's something wrong with him!"

The silver light of the swords reflected a dazzling band of light in Bai Liu's eyes, reflecting Bai Liu's cold frown as he raised his right hand and raised the white bone whip with its bloodied end, swinging it down with great force and speed.

When the white bone whip is flung to its highest point, it looks like the upside-down tail of a scorpion, which seems to be able to hook the silver moon in the sky.

The bone whip was raised high in the air and fell with a sharp "swoosh".

"Phew - bang bang bang - !!!"

Sporadic, blinding points of light rose in the middle of the moon, and then, as if scattered by a raised whip, they exploded and cracked into millions of bits of smoke and flames, falling in a flurry.

"Don't panic, everyone!!!" The servant of the Bei Yuan family waved his hands to calm the Bei Yuan family who were blindfolded and frightened enough by the sound of fireworks, explaining in a hoarse and loud voice, "It's the sound of fireworks! Not the sound of weapons!"

"Everyone follow my voice and come along, the shrine is fully equipped to avoid fire and there is a pond that draws the spring down from the mountains, we will be safe inside the shrine!"

The wooden door was pushed open again.

The smell of blood was so strong that the noses of Bei Yuan's servants twitched twice, their cold sweat falling down their sideburns, blackened by the smoke of the fire, and staining the white veils they used to cover their eyes.

The hand of the servant of the Bei Yuan family who pushed the door open trembled slightly as he reached out to pull it down to see what had happened inside the blood-soaked shrine, but stopped the moment he touched the gauze.

...... removed the sarong, and if he saw the evil god's corpse, he would be dead.

Just as the Bei Yuan servant who had opened the door was in a state of shock, unsure whether to move forward or backward, the Bei Yuan family behind him let out a heartbreaking cry of fear: "Why aren't the people in front of us inside yet! The fire is coming up!"

Before the servant of the Bei Yuan family at the head of the room had time to react, the men behind him pushed in in a panicked and surly manner.

The Bei Yuan maid, who was at the end of the line, was still fumbling around for the door valve, but finally felt it on one side and slammed it down hard, catching the tongue of fire licking up.

The pair of hairy lapis lanterns that stood at the entrance to the shrine were instantly reduced to ashes by the fire that rushed up.

The servant who had closed the door inside fell to his knees with his hands on the ground, his face a picture of ecstasy after the disaster: "We did it! There are many pools in the shrine! We'll be safe here!"

"The soil here is all moist ......"

At this point, the servant grasped a handful of earth from the ground with both hands, then he stilled, slowly straightened up, lifted the wet earth from his hands and brought it close to his nose to sniff it.

A salty rusty taste.

His face went white for a moment, and almost in horror he threw away the dirt in his hands and screamed out with his legs stretched back, "It's blood! It's all blood!"

Soon his back was held against the leg of a man who, blindfolded and scared, turned his head and grabbed the man's leg: "There's something wrong with the ...... shrine, shall we just get out?"

The man's face was slammed with a drop of blood on the gauze and his movements stalled for a moment before he slowly lifted his head as if realising something.

Through the view of the gauze's top edge slamming not so tightly, the last trace of blood was gone from the man's face as he let go of his hand with a blank expression and his mouth dropped open.

The man, or rather the corpse, against whose back he was leaning, was wearing the costume of a black samurai of the Gifune clan, and had a short knife flying across his face through his nose; the corpse was now leaning with his eyes rounded against the bell at the shrine gate, holding in his hand the huge rattle used to make wishes at the entrance to the shrine.

As far as the eye could see, the ground was covered with the bodies of black samurai dressed in the clothes of the house of Mifune, all of them with their necks broken off with a crisp whip, their heads rolled all over the ground, their eyes open in death, some of their short swords thrown out, some not, broken by the whip, only half of them left in the palms of the headless bodies.

The body's feet were shaken twice by the servant of the Bei Yuan family, and it slowly fell face downwards, the bell clutched in his hand in a death grip, seemingly to alert the others, finally being rung as his body fell.

The bell combined with the servant's hysterical, sobbing screams came together from the burning shrine: "Someone's slaughtering the shrine!!!"

The moon at the top of the shrine seemed to be reflected in the blood of the killing, and the fireworks rose and exploded at a tighter pace, and from a distance, the crowd on the beach could be heard cheering and celebrating, as if this summer festival fireworks display was nearing its climax.

"Shoo - shoo - bang!"

The fireworks went from colourful to blindingly bright red, and a flare interspersed with them exploded, an equally vivid red, hidden in a cluster of red fireworks without being the least bit obtrusive.

The Mifune family servant who was guarding the fire station scanned the flare with his binoculars and, with a pale expression, quickly dialed a call to Mifune: "Lord Mifune, the warriors besieging at the shrine have sent a call for assistance."

"A call for assistance?" Mikoto, who was standing on the towering bleachers, narrowed his eyes, "Are you sure it's a request for assistance and not a signal that the mission is complete?"

The servant lifted up again with his binoculars and after confirming it telephoned, "Still sending, indeed a flare for assistance."

"This group of trash." Gosho swept the six clansmen who were collecting arrows from the old sacrifices under the stage, and his face darkened completely, "The Funa Palace Night Festival for hunting old sacrifices over here is already going to be finished, the big clans have already finished hunting the sacrifices and are going to bring them up for sacrifice, they just completed a simple task of clearing out the remnants of the Bei Yuan clan and sacrificing Bai six, and they actually haven't finished yet. And they still need assistance?!"

"And ......" the servant asked hesitantly in return, "would you like to offer assistance, Lord Gosho?"

Mikifune gritted his teeth, "Of course I'll provide it! Otherwise I'd have lost everything I've set up for so long!"

The servant nodded hastily, "Yes! I will immediately inform the rest of the Gifune family samurai who remain on the hill to enter the shrine!"

He took out a purple-red flare from the lookout and lit it up at the sky.

"Shoo-!!!"

As the fuchsia smoke and fire exploded, the Gifune warriors who had remained on the hilltop saw the scene and frowned, glancing at each other in the darkness, quickly raised the black cloth hanging around their necks to their eyes and moved quickly in the direction of the God Xiang community.

"That's ......" Beiyuan Xiaokui, who was halfway through her run, pulled by her own sister, suddenly heard some kind of peculiar sound of firework explosion, she looked up sharply, and at the sight of the fuchsia flare that was rising straight and fast up from the fire station Her pupils flinched, "A flare from the Gifune family's siege!"

Her fused memories felt like they had been set on fire the moment she saw the flare with its piercing colours.

"Sending out this flare would be the equivalent of a mandatory kill order from the Mifune family, and all the samurai their family has stored up would be out in force and would not stop until they achieve their goal."

"They want to kill Bai six and also completely liquidate the Bei Yuan family ......"

As Beiyuan Xiaokui spoke to herself in a trance, she saw a few rising sky lanterns, which reflected in her pupils and made her shiver -

--That's the lamp that Bai six carries every night when he goes to see the evil gods and walks the mountain.

But the lamp, which Bai six, who had rushed up to save his sister, had tossed aside, was now reduced to a skeleton by the fire, and with the heat pushing it up towards the deep black sky.

It is like a soul to be taken away by the gods.

Aota shook off Xiaokui's hand, which had grabbed him, and ran towards the fire, covering his mouth and coughing.

Xiaokui grabbed him by the shoulders and asked back in shock, "That's the shrine and the Bei Yuan house in the fire! What are you going to do?"

"Didn't you say the Gosho was going to kill Lord Bai six! I'm going to save Lord Bai six!" Aota was coughing while being smoked and he said through his tears, "And [Aota] and [Bai six ]!"

"I left them in the attic of Bei Yuan's house, they'll burn to death if they keep going like this!"

Xiaokui gritted her teeth, "Are you crazy! Do you know what it is to have all the samurai of the Gifune family out in force!"

"It's easier to kill you than to cut a turnip!"

Aota shook her head as she sobbed, "I don't know, all I know is that Lord Bai six and the kittens, they have made it possible for me to live well here without being used as a sacrifice or suffering, they have helped me a lot and taught me a lot."

"I have never felt the world was a beautiful place because of the teachings of those teachers of the Bei Yuan family, but I think Lord Bai six's love for Lord Evil was beautiful."

Aota bawled, "I don't want to see Lord Bai six dead!"

"They were supposed to have a happy ending! Isn't that what they write in fairy tales!"

"Fairy tales are ......" Xiaokui's teeth clenched and she closed her eyes, her teeth chattering as she tried to shatter Aota's fantasy, "It's all... ..."

--Lying.

The burned lamp fluttered down not far from her and slowly died out, like the light in her eyes in another world line.

[Love is all a lie.]

Bai six smiled and knelt before the shrine, her eyes hollow as she said, [In this world, there is no love.

[Because no one who believes that love exists exists at all].

[Only pain is eternal.]

Xiaokui's eyes snapped open and she looked at the burning mountain and took a deep breath, a burning light reflected in her eyes: "You go to Bei Yuan's house and rescue the two cats, I'll go up the mountain and look for Bai Six around the back roads."