Chapter 213: Kyoto Storm (Two in One)

Without exception, none of the people who were sent from various families to investigate the Ryomen Sukuna incident returned.

Most of the shikigami died, and only one escaped back to Kyoto by chance due to his special ability, but after delivering the message, he collapsed into a firefly-like light spot on the spot.

And the message he sent back was not really news.

He just muttered to himself like crazy, "Dead, all dead, everyone..."

"All killed by that guy."

"That... monster."

The people in Kyoto who learned about this fell silent for a while.

This behavior made them feel familiar.

Not long ago, the existence said to be Gojo Kiri made a big fuss in Kyoto, and was regarded as a monster by many people.

Even now, they have begun to change their words and call the other party a god.

And now the guy called Ryomen Sukuna has also made a great reputation outside of Kyoto.

If he goes one step further... he will enter Kyoto and disrupt the situation here.

And Ryoumen Sukuna is also a legendary...ghost.

Could it be another god?

If the opponent's strength is the same as the demigod who now lives in the shrine...

Is there really anyone in Kyoto who can defeat him?

The previous opponent had already seriously damaged the vitality of each family, and now there is another one...

No one is willing to take the lead to deal with Ryoumen Sukuna.

So the matter of how to deal with Ryoumen Sukuna came to a standstill.

No family was willing to take action, and when the emperor asked, everyone said that there was no one available in the family.

After many excuses, the emperor became impatient.

A group of people can't solve anything, what's the use of them?

So someone put forward his own suggestion.

Don't we all worship a god? Isn't that god now in the human world? Or in a shrine on the top of the mountain not far away.

Isn't the purpose of humans building shrines for gods and worshipping them to pray for God's protection?

Then now, they should let the god who enjoyed their worship fight for them.

They thought so and did so.

They went to the shrine to worship, offered gold, silver and jewelry as sacrifices, and then... sincerely asked the existence of the Moon God to take action.

"You want me to fight Ryomen Sukuna?" The white-haired boy sat at the feet of the statue, his legs hanging on the edge of the high platform, holding a box of pearls in his hand.

In his opinion, the pearls in this box are not big enough, the luster is not delicate enough, not full enough, and the shape is not round enough.

The cheapest pearl jewelry of his mother is in the six figures, and the most expensive set is worth tens of millions at the auction house.

He has been influenced by his mother since he was a child, and his aesthetics have become picky.

"This quality can only be ground into powder for fun." Su Wu curled his lips and put down the box of pearls.

He had a classmate whose family was in the jewelry business. They had a lot of jade and pearls. When they were young, they used to grind those pearls into powder to make the so-called pearl paste.

"Yes, please help and punish that monster who caused chaos." The representative selected by the politicians in Kyoto kept sweating and asked in a low voice.

His status was neither high nor low.

For such a thing as asking for help, those high-ranking nobles obviously couldn't send it here to embarrass themselves.

Those of too low status were not qualified to do so.

So after thinking about it, he was the one who was pushed out.

"Hmm." Su Wu's eyes swept over the pile of offerings in front of him, which seemed to him to be of uneven quality, and a slight sound came out of his nose.

"Do you agree to help?" The man showed an excited expression.

"No, you can go back." Su Wu flicked his sleeves and overturned the gifts on the table.

They were scattered all over the floor.

"Why... why..." The man had a suppressed complaint and confusion.

"You built a shrine for me and offered gifts only because you were too weak and lost to me."

"You did this to ask me to spare the people of Kyoto."

"From the beginning to the end, you are the ones who need help."

"So I have no responsibility to protect you."

The white-haired boy sneered and said without mercy.

"You want to turn me into your thugs with some small favors..." He shook his head "Are you crazy? Or do you think I am really a god or monster that can be easily deceived by humans?"

In the stories that have flowed out of Kyoto, there are many stories about humans deceiving gods or monsters of their feelings or treasures.

In these stories, the gods and monsters are all naive, simple, generous, and easy to deceive.

"..." The man dared not say anything for a while.

"Get out." The smiling boy changed his appearance in an instant and scolded with a cold face.

Changing one's face is like turning over a book.

If you don't leave now, you may never leave.

It was unclear whether the man was pretending or was really too scared, but he crawled out of the shrine.

"I know why you act like you know him." Gojo Haru just walked out from behind the statue.

"If I'm not mistaken, everything he did will be recorded in history a thousand years later."

Written as Ryomen Sukuna.

So when they first met, Wu Jun didn't know his name and called him Ryomen Sukuna directly.

"In fact, everything he did in history is the same as what I did." Su Wu didn't mean to hide it anymore and said it straightforwardly.

"If I hadn't appeared here unexpectedly, he would be the only one with such a record."

"The King of Curses, people and cursed spirits in the future will call him that." He smiled.

"...The King of Curses? This title... It seems that he has caused a lot of trouble." Gojo Haru sighed.

From this title, we can already see how tragic the bloody storm behind it was.

How can you call the other party the king if you are not afraid of being killed and convinced?

In particular, the sorcerer and the cursed spirit unanimously acknowledged this title.

"I don't know the details, I just know that there is such a thing, and... I don't plan to change the future." Su Wu whispered.

"... You who are outside the game don't want to change the future, and we who are in the game can't change the future." Gojo Haru sighed.

"I don't know what my ending was in the historical records?" He asked the young man with a smile.

"... I don't know either." Su Wu shook his head, "I haven't seen any deeds about you."

But I think... I guess he will die.

Because if Ryoumen Sukuna attacks Heian-kyo, Gojo Haru will definitely take action.

And in the end, since Sukuna is the biggest winner, then Gojo Haru...

will definitely die.

Gojo Haru has already thought about this.

"At this age, it can't be considered a premature death." Gojo Haru shook his fan, "If it were a few years earlier."

In that case, after his death, it can be considered that God is jealous of his talent and he died young.

"It would be nice if it snowed in Kyoto on the day I died." Gojo Haru said with regret.

But it rarely snows in Kyoto.

"If you died unjustly, maybe there would be a miracle of snow in June." Su Wu complained, interrupting Gojo Haru's inexplicable self-pity.

People in Heian-kyō are like this, they regard sorrow as beauty, and Gojo Haru is no exception.

Even when they die, they want to die sadly and beautifully.

But due to Kyoto's geographical location, it may not snow in the cold winter. This guy is dreaming.

"It seems that it is impossible to see this miracle." Gojo Haru shook his head.

Because his ending is obviously not to die unjustly, but to die in battle.

...

The people in Kyoto ignored everything in the outside world, still singing and dancing, and living the so-called romantic daily life.

It seems that all the dangers outside Kyoto have been left behind.

For them, as long as the danger does not come to them, they don't need to care.

Ryoumen Sukuna's fame became more and more famous, and the number of cursers, onmyojis, sorcerers, cursed spirits, and demons who died at his hands increased.

The number of his enemies and followers also increased.

But obviously, the number of enemies far exceeded his followers.

Anyone who ran into him, no matter what race, could not escape death.

It can be said that he was alone against the whole world.

Some villages hated him to the core, and some villages built shrines for him and worshipped him as a god.

Many demons were even wiped out.

It seemed that he had finally killed almost all the non-humans in the outside world, and his eyes were set on Kyoto again.

Almost all the powerful people in the world lived in Kyoto.

"According to the news from others, Ryoumen Sukuna is leading people to Kyoto." Gojo Haru shared the news he got from others.

There are still a few people in Kyoto who are paying attention to Ryoumen Sukuna's movements, always on guard against the other party's attack on Kyoto.

It turns out that their precautions were correct. Ryomen Sukuna really came.

"In fact, there is only one opponent named Sukuna."

"He won't let others take action, so as not to be bored." Su Wu said carelessly.

"He doesn't bring many people with him, just a few." Gojo Haru didn't care much.

"Fortunately, I notified those guys from Inuyama in advance not to come out during this period, otherwise we would be in trouble..." Hongyan said with fear.

They are dog demons, and their luck is not good.

Due to their personality, they are very easy to cause trouble.

If they meet that guy named Ryomen Sukuna, they might be eaten directly.

Suddenly, there was an ecstatic cheer from outside.

"I thought of it! We finally thought of it!"

"The barrier specially studied according to the requirements! It's finally done!"

After a messy sound of footsteps, a group of people with messy clothes and hair, who looked like they hadn't taken care of for a while, appeared at the door.

"Hurry up, we have created the barrier you want!" They announced loudly.

For a moment, they also forgot about the so-called etiquette.

They looked like a group of lunatics.

When they first appeared, they were all elegant and noble nobles who cared about their appearance.

"Let me see the effect." Su Wu walked out of the house neatly and followed them outside.

"The barrier made according to your requirements will produce poisonous fog inside the barrier, and it is divided into two spaces. After stepping into the torii, you will enter the first space. Those who enter it will be poisoned, lose their way, and die in the first space."

"The shrine is located in the second space, so there is no need to worry about it being affected."

"And the bodies of creatures that died in the first space will become the source of energy to maintain the barrier..."

"Therefore, we need to draw the formation, starting from the torii, all the way to the inside of the shrine..."

A group of people shared their ideas about the barrier.

"Very good, then start drawing the formation." Su Wu clapped his hands and urged them.

"Get well soon and set up the barrier, so you can leave soon, right?" He said with a smile.

A group of people couldn't help but burst into tears.

God knows how much they want to leave. They dare not sleep in this damn place.

They dream about how to set up the barrier, for fear that they might die here.

The food is not good, just a little better than eating raw meat and drinking blood.

If they didn't know that they couldn't escape at all, some people would have run away.

"Congratulations, I think this mountain should be renamed Wushan in the future." Gojo Haru joked.

After the barrier is set up, the mountain is covered with thick fog all year round, so it is reasonable to rename it Wushan.

And this name can also show who is the owner of the mountain.

Wujun, Wushan.

And the name of the shrine is-Mirino Shrine.

"Not impossible." Su Wu touched his chin and thought seriously.

He didn't care what the mountain was called.

Anyway, name changes are commonplace. Even if it is called Wushan now, it is not certain what it will be called a thousand years later.

It is not certain whether this mountain will still exist a thousand years later.

"Humans really like to give names to things..." Hongyan said while patting the ball with his head down.

When he was sleeping on the mountain, every human he met would give him a name when they saw him.

From Xiaobai Dabai to Baiyu Chiyan...

Everyone has a different name.

And Hongyan usually disdains those humans.

He has his own name, why does he need humans to do it again?

The eyes of the two puppies on the side followed the ball up and down.

"No future." Hongyan patted the ball hard and threw it out.

The two puppies couldn't restrain their instincts and chased after it.

"Most humans only give names to things they think belong to them." Gojo Haru said.

Although there are also some talents who want to name something when they see it.

"Something that belongs to me? Ah, humans are so selfish and possessive." Hong Yan couldn't help but sigh.

So those humans who named him all thought he was theirs and wanted to take him away.

No wonder... he thought those humans saw through his identity as a demon.

"Speaking of which, those two little girls have average qualifications. No matter how much they practice, they won't be that strong." Hong Yan pointed at the two panting little girls beside him.

From the quiet appearance of the noble Ji Jun at the beginning, to the sweaty, tied-up hair, and resolute eyebrows now, it can even be said that they have completely changed.

Maybe it's because they are visibly darker.

If you say that at the beginning they looked like fair and tender flowers in the homes of nobles who never see the sun all year round, then now they look like rural children who can be seen everywhere on the roadside, like weeds.

"I don't need them to be strong, as long as they are obedient."

"They are just like you, just the mountain keepers I chose." Su Wu said indifferently.

One mountain guarding dog demon and two mountain guards are enough.

"They can't guard for long..." Hong Yan whispered in disbelief.

Weak and short-lived humans are of no use.