The rain gradually stopped, and the sky was still covered with dark clouds.

A black cloud lingers between the mountains and the sky, and raindrops fall from time to time, and a few fall on Naomi Hayakawa's face.

This is the water of the underworld.

This noun was faintly felt in Naomi Hayakawa's mind.

"Natural beauty!"

Someone called her, and Naomi Hayakawa woke up and looked around. It turned out to be Nobuichi Yamada: "The rain has stopped. Since I want to send someone back, let's go on the road!"

"Yes, yes, I also want Yamada-kun to remind you. I'm so ashamed." Naomi Hayakawa said, and came back and pulled her brothers and sisters back on the road. For some reason, she felt that the fog was getting thicker and thicker, and her hand was getting colder. Naomi shivered and turned to look at Pei Ziyun.

"It's okay, follow." Pei Ziyun patted her shoulder. Is it only a little alert until now?

At the end of the road, the group stopped in front of a mansion.

This is a Western Restaurant.

"Hey, is this the case in your home?" Naomi Hayakawa asked stutteringly.

In this world, due to the lack of foreign invasion and the rapid Westernization Meiji Restoration, the Japanese rarely built foreign houses, and Naomi Hayakawa was surprised.

"Yes, this is our home!" My sister was energetic at this time and pushed the door. With a creaking sound, the double iron gate slowly opened.

"Cool!" Pei Ziyun whistled gently. Everything in front of him was very large. There were shrubs and trees planted in the walls, blocking the spying outside. In the third floor of the Western Palace, there was a strong Gothic style.

This is not something that ordinary Japanese can build, it looks very German-style mansions.

"Are you a famous Chinese family?"

The Meiji Restoration began to be promulgated on June 17, 1869, and by July 7, 1884, the "Chinese Order" was completed, abolishing the original titles of "public family" and "daming", and collectively referred to as "Chinese people, branching, marquis, bons, sons, and males.

Among them, the old family of ministers and nobles were awarded viscount or above according to their family background.

The old Daming family was awarded the title of baron or above based on their performance in the Wars of Shi Gao and Wu Chen.

The Duke is above the one who follows the one, the Marquis is above the two who follows the two, the Earl is above the two who follows the two, the Viscount is below the three who follows the three who follows the ones, and the Baron is above the four who are above the four who are.

"In theory, there is no high Chinese here, but maybe it is not true after all."

When they got home, the siblings were very happy and jumped in. Although the yard was big, there was no one. Pei Ziyun and his group followed through the yard and into a house.

Although it looks like a foreign house, the layout inside the house is very obvious and still has a gentle style. The screen is covered with floors, the floor is carefully oiled, Japanese knives are hung on the south wall, and Oriental decorations seem to be in modern times.

"Where is your mother?" No matter how slow Hayakawa Naomi was at this time, she realized something was wrong and asked.

At this moment, a sharp alarm suddenly sounded.

"Alarm, there is an alarm!" Saeko was the first to jump up. Japanese kindergartens had common knowledge of disaster prevention and emergency risk avoidance training, and primary and secondary schools were even more compulsory courses. When she ran to the window, she saw an airplane flying by in the sky and something fell.

"What is this, an air strike?" Naomi Hayakawa opened her mouth wide.

"Lying down, close your eyes." Pei Ziyun only glanced at him, and suddenly his expression changed. Then, the wooden knife inserted into the ground.

"Boom" two concentric circles appeared, barely protecting the three of them. Naomi Hayakawa and Saeko closed their eyes and subconsciously lay inside the circle.

Next, a strong light flashed, and a dazzling white light shot in. Then there was a violent shaking. It felt like the Western Palace had flew out. Then the surrounding clouds reflected blue-green light. Then, the earth shook violently, and a mushroom-like cloud kept rolling, piercing through the clouds and tearing apart hundreds of meters in a radius.

The moment of explosion, it seemed to be under invisible attack. White and blue-green light rushed in, making a sharp and tingling sound. Pei Ziyun took a step back, groaned, and a blood mist spurted out from his mouth. Looking at the sky covered by mushroom clouds, at this moment, countless memories settled in his heart rose, and in an instant he seemed to have returned to the car accident.

Is it really such a difficult thing to make some money?

Pei Ziyun couldn't help but want to shout angry, and the violence ignited his anger.

But he finally didn't shout. After a long time, Pei Ziyun waved his hand slowly, and the airflow blew away the fog and dust. Not far away were two fragmented corpses.

Looking at the two incomplete bodies, Pei Ziyun's eyebrows jumped.

"Yamada-kun?" Naomi Hayakawa shouted. She opened her eyes tentatively, facing outside, and saw that the house was gone and the wall collapsed, and bursts of hot air made her lungs uncomfortable.

Looking out, I found that there was nothing. It turned out that the site had turned into scorched earth, the facilities had turned into ruins, and some fragments of nearby houses.

The huge smoke pillar kept moving upwards. Occasionally, some people were seen walking by, but fell down in a few steps. Some got up and continued walking, while others never got up again.

There were corpses and crowds everywhere, some people were completely dark and even lost their eyes. Could it be that the meteorites hit the earth?

But there seemed to be no extra earthquakes or splashing stones.

"Oni-chan, what's wrong with you?" Saeko screamed. Naomi turned her face and saw two fragile wreckages. Shinichi Yamada closed his eyes, and two blood and tears fell. She couldn't help but tremble: "Yamada-kun, what's wrong with you? This was an atomic bomb just now?"

"Yes, not, don't go out."

Pei Ziyun said, the three of them were surrounded by round light balls, and the area was probably the original Western museum. The flames and smoke could not be approached. He murmured: "It's really incredible. I'm really eye-opening. I'm reappearing the scene of the atomic bomb explosion, combining the resentment of hundreds of thousands of people to attack at the same time, and doing this, I'm really eye-opening."

"If it were someone else, the soul would definitely be destroyed in an instant."

The atomic bomb explosion caused people's minds to lose their minds, and hundreds of thousands of people's resentment rushed in. Even if someone could resist the resentment, there would be too much information and this would make Pei Ziyun "surprise"!

"However, it's not difficult for me. Saeko is here next. Naomi, buy me some time!"

"Hi, I understand!"

The sky burned, the air turned red, filled with thick and hot dust, burning the lungs, with extremely low visibility, and only people could hear people gradually moving around.

The bodies were staggering out of the smoke, and more and more, each of them seemed very broken, and surrounded them silently.

"Kill!" Saeko raised her knife and screamed softly. Her movements suddenly accelerated and her figure rushed forward.

"Onissan taught me that war and knife skills are the same."

"You must not give the enemy space and initiative. You must automatically attack and play chess to win the eyes of breath and defeat them."

"So that's why we Japan calls swordsmanship a martial art."

With a "puff" sound, a human head flew up in an instant, without blood, only white flames, and the corpse quickly turned into a torch.

Then a trace of power poured into her body.

Flying, flying like a swallow, passing through the gaps of the enemy, Saeko showed the dazzling glory that made Naomi Hayakawa.

"But I'm not bad either. Come on, Naomi!" Hayakawa Naomi stretched out her hands: "Water mist!"

Another kind of water mist appeared around "Boom" and it spread rapidly. It is strange that this mist also affected the feeling of these corpses, and they lost their targets for a while and became panicked.

"Let the ice rain!" Naomi Hayakawa raised her arms and shouted at the sky. She saw a black hail falling in the sky. Each hail was like an arrow. She heard the continuous sound of "puff puff puff puff puff" and dozens of corpses were immediately broken.

"They're doing a good job."

Pei Ziyun's eyes turned dark, and then lit up again. Steel and concrete buildings occupied the field of view. People passing by were wearing suits and ties, students wearing big black button-up clothes, and some people were wearing either modified or unmodified kimonos.

The policeman who maintained order wore a large-brimmed hat, a black uniform with a standing collar and a sword around his waist.

In front of the police, the rickshaw driver was wearing cow rubber shoes on his feet to solicit customers all over the floor. A little further away, he could still see the paper sliding door.

"I'm back again, is this Showa?" Pei Ziyun frowned slightly and took a step forward. The shop opposite, the owner shouted loudly to attract passers-by merchants. The aunt greeted enthusiastically: "Mr. Damu, are you back? Living alone without a woman's care, isn't it hard?"

"Please buy some back, please, I'll be cheaper."

"Then buy some!" Pei Ziyun didn't seem surprised at all, and smiled, chose some carrots, the aunt put more into the bag, handed it to Yamada, and bowed to thank him: "Thank you for your patronage, welcome to come again next time."

Pei Ziyun carried it, and after only a few steps, a harsh air defense alarm sounded. He opened his eyes and quietly saw an airplane flying by and dropping an object. He couldn't see clearly what it was. He could only see a small black dot. The small black dot fell from directly above his head, getting bigger and bigger. By the time he saw it clearly, it was already close.

"boom!"

A mushroom cloud rose at the location of Pei Ziyun Station, and history reappeared again, but this time Pei Ziyun was in the center of the explosion. He looked down and saw that there was no ground. He only saw his feet gasification and his whole body burning.

Then I heard a deafening explosion, and the shock wave spread. The city buildings within hundreds of meters collapsed instantly, and a mushroom cloud rose into the sky.

“It’s been here again.”

"It is said that the ghost will pull people to experience the tragic process of death, thus destroying the spirit and resistance of the possessed person."

"The atomic bomb explosion and hundreds of thousands of dead resentment are also very important!"

"But this is the seventh time, right?"

"For the first time, I almost qi-

I qi-

The second time, I retained my head, the third time, with my shoulders and neck, and now these seven times, only my feet have been affected."

"Do you want to do the eighth time?" Pei Ziyun raised his eyes, smiled disdainfully, and looked at the air: "Even if you want, how much power do you have?"

"How do you know, it's impossible. This is the talisman that Izhanami blessed. Even if you are a god, you will sink into the underworld, forget your memories, become one of them, and beating them in repetition again and again!" Suddenly, a corpse stood up and screamed.

"Why, you can stay awake."
Chapter completed!