Chapter 326

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Chapter 326: Changing the Past Equals Killing the Future

Lying on the knee pillow, Bai Wei briefly recounted the experiences of the past few hours before his departure.

Miss Hokusinn willingly brought a knee pillow, and Bai Wei gladly took the opportunity to lie down on it. He wouldn’t miss out on such comfort, but he wasn’t one to be overly dramatic either.

"Is it the Hundred Demons Party?" Hokusinn Kichyō pondered, thinking to herself, "I wonder if they are worth a strike."

"With your current strength, you can handle a single Hundred Demons Party, but if there are two, you’ll be in danger. Don’t even think about facing three, just run."

"Why? I feel really brave."

"Smart Fading Man would not deal with more than two crazy dogs at a time, he had to know how to proceed cautiously."

"Miss White’s lesson, I, Hokusinn Kichyō, listened carefully."

"Speak when you speak, don’t stoop, you’re blocking my view."

"Isn’t Mr. White closing his eyes?" Hokusinn Kichyō pressed her chest and asked, "Isn’t this angle good enough?"

"Maybe if we changed it to Jingūji, it might… *sigh*…"

Hokusinn Kichyō pinched Bai Wei’s ear and cheek, saying, "In my presence, please refrain from mentioning other women’s names."

"You are very strict."

"Humph~ I can have a little temper too."

"Well, your personality doesn’t meet my requirements because in the future, I plan to marry seven or eight wives and become a king with a royal harem."

"Ah, yes, yes, yes," Hokusinn Kichyō replied, "I believe you."

How dismissive! Why do Simozi and Kichyō both completely disregard my words?

I really dare to marry seven or eight, I’m not joking. Could it be that in my past life, I couldn’t become King Zhou You, and in this life, I can’t even become Duke Ling?

At that moment, the door was pushed open and Miko Kuya entered the shrine. She brought some food with her.

The two of them looked closely and saw some wild game from the mountains, along with some fruits. They were stored in wooden baskets and hadn’t been processed yet.

"Can I help?" Hokusinn asked.

"I can cook," Kuya replied. "Since you are guests, let me take care of the hospitality."

She began to prepare the ingredients, and it seemed like the solitary shrine maiden didn’t really need to eat or drink.

"It’s rare to feel such tranquility," Bai Wei said.

"After all, the matter has been temporarily resolved," Hokusinn Kichyō replied.

"No, it is evident that the matter is not yet over," Miko Kuya, who was rinsing the fruits, said.

"Um, indeed not," Bai Wei said. "Because you are still here."

"I am still here, which means that history has not undergone too many changes, and Kamitsumiwoikirihime is still deceased," Kuya continued, taking over the conversation.

"That means all the efforts done before were just in vain?" Hokusinn Kichyō paused, "Is the future impossible to change?"

"This point needs to be verified," Shimura said. "Afterwards, we can go down the mountain and see the impact and changes." Bai Wei continued, "If the past actions indeed affected reality, then the Shimura father and daughter should have safely left this place."

"That means…" Hokusinn Kichyō asked, "History has changed, but not too much yet."

"It’s because the influence isn’t enough, not big enough," Kuya said confidently. "Because you haven’t dealt with the source yet, you’ve only temporarily contained the situation from getting worse."

Hokusinn Kichyō sat up straight, placing her hand on Bai Wei’s forehead, and asked, "So, what is the source?"

"You have just mentioned it."

"Hundred Demons Party," Hokusinn Kichyō mused, "So, we just need to eliminate the Hundred Demons Party…"

"You are being too casual with your words," Kuya remarked, "It’s like saying ‘if Amerika disappears’ as if it’s a simple and grand illusion." She denied, "The gangster organization is not something that can be easily wiped out with just one person and one sword."

"Do you know a lot about them?"

"Miko Kuya," of course, if she didn’t understand, could she continue to live a slow-paced life here?" Miko Kuya sliced the fruit and placed it in front of the two of them.

Bai Wei asked, "Isn’t it time to explain the situation? What exactly happened twenty years ago?"

Miko Kuya picked up a piece of fruit and put it in her mouth. She took a bite and the sweet and sour taste made her squint her eyes a little.

"I actually don’t know a lot about it, but it’s kind of like that, I think."

Smarty, how do you solve this question? Just apply that formula and you’re good to go… Superficially, it’s just being superficial, in short.

Hokusinn Kichyō was not pleased and said, "Have you been speaking in riddles for so long that you can’t even talk properly anymore?"

Kuya said, "I’m just not sure how to explain it properly to you all, especially since what happened back then was truly…".

"Difficult?"

"Difficult?"

"It was simple. The Hundred Demons Party came, lifted the palanquin, and took Kamitsumiwoikirihime away, and then she died," Kuya said decisively. "There was nothing particularly special about it. Everything happened exactly as planned by the Hundred Demons Party, without any unexpected changes."

"What about you?" Bai Wei asked. "How did you, as a human deity priestess, come into existence?"

"I rose as a new life from the remains of Kamitsumiwoikirihime, the deity," Miko Kuya explained. "There’s nothing particularly special about it. If she was going to die, then she was bound to leave something behind in this world, like a posthumous child… Hahaha." Miko Kuya let out a hoarse laugh, but soon shook her head. "Well, it’s not really funny."

"It’s hard to make people believe this is true."

"Not many people believed it, including myself," Kuya said calmly. "But the truth is, I am right here. Kamitsumiwoikirihime died, and I took its place, then punished the ignorant townspeople. And that’s the whole story, really."

"Is that all?"

"That’s all."

Miko Kuya’s attitude was very calm, not particularly sincere or genuine. She didn’t seem to hide anything or rush to prove her identity and past experiences to the two of them. Could you expect any earth-shattering secrets from a present-day divine miko who had spent twenty years among mountains and waters?

She had spent over six thousand days and nights here, without even a calendar, completely unaware of the current date and month. She was like a big tree in a shrine, capable of walking, jumping, speaking, and thinking.

Bai Wei still grasped onto the key point she mentioned, saying, "So, if you still exist, it means that the Hundred Demons Party has not given up yet. Tomorrow night, they will forcibly carry out the ceremonial ritual, with the aim of Kamitsumiwoikirihime."

"Maybe," Kuya replied.

"Once we changed the past, wouldn’t you…"

"Will I disappear? Maybe," Miko Kuya pondered. "After all, I am the consciousness reborn from the body of Kamitsumiwoikirihime." She paused for a moment and continued, "But it doesn’t seem to matter much."

"Do you not care at all that you will disappear?"

"Why should I even care? I stay here, day after day, without anyone to talk to. I sit and stand idly, day after monotonous day. Ah, when I think about it carefully, it’s truly boring, counting the monotonous passing of thousands of days and months," Kuya said, pausing for a moment. "If that’s the case, it might be better to just disappear, as if I never existed. Perhaps, returning to the way things were wouldn’t be such a bad thing after all."

These words left both listeners silent.

Kuya quickly prepared a meat soup and placed it on the table. "Come and have some food. You will be staying here for the night, right?"

At the silent dining table, Bai Wei took a sip of soup. Hokusinn Kichyō, after taking a taste, became lost in her thoughts, cradling the bowl of soup.

In the Ming Country, people liked to discuss important matters at the dinner table. That’s why Bai Wei broke the silence.

"The night of the fifteenth of December is when the Red Moonlight shines the brightest, and the Hundred Demons Party will surely come."

"So, what are you planning to do?" Kuya asked. "Will you wipe them all out at Kamitsumi Shrine?"

"Will there inevitably be some fish that slip through the net, and moreover, is the other party using the term ‘seeking marriage’?"

"Yes, Sengoku God married Kamitsumiwoikirihime, but in reality, the goal was not Kamitsumiwoikirihime herself, but her dowry, her divine essence."

"The divine essence of the Water God," Bai Wei paused, "You are a mortal shrine maiden, what kind of divine essence do you possess?"

"Of course, he is the god of water."

"Did the other person swallow their loneliness?"

Miko Kuya nonchalantly chose to skip over it, saying, "The process is quite complicated, and I don’t really want to talk about it."

Bai Wei, "…"

Miko Kuya replied, "You will naturally understand the specifics tomorrow… Tomorrow, I will also go back and take a look at what happened twenty years ago."

Bai Wei asked, "Are you sure?"

"This place has nothing worth clinging to," Miko Kuya said, "And I will lend you a helping hand."

Bai Wei wasn’t quite sure whether this would bring any consequences.

"Let her come with us," Hokusinn Kichyō set down her now empty bowl, her tone tinged with sadness. "Leaving her here would only result in her vanishing without a trace. It’s better to take her along, at least it’s something, and we can’t control her anyway."

Bai Wei was agreed to, with a score of two to one.

A little while after having dinner, when it was time to rest, Kuya started to tidy up the beds, "The beds here can be a bit crowded as they are meant for three people to sleep on."