I loaded the ghost talk game

[Liu Daoqian] was held by Shen Guchuan, and after a while, the broken gold and silver bridge under his feet trembled as if he had sensed it.

The six copper coins also vibrated at the same frequency, and then turned into mottled copper light and flew out of Shengu's hand.

The copper coins shuttled through the black water and white mist, and their outline suddenly became larger. They fell from the air with a buzzing sound, and slowly embedded into the section of the broken bridge.

The sound of the waves in the Styx River shook, and the howling of innocent souls continued.

Shen Gu stood at the head of the bridge, and the thick water vapor wetted his clothes and hair. His eyes that had become extremely deep looked forward, and he saw six huge copper coins stacked on top of each other in front of him. A new bridge was built, leading to the unknown dark place far away.

"Liu Dao money is really used here."

It is not the same as the legendary usage, but it has indeed become a tool for crossing the river.

Without hesitating for too long, Shengu stepped up to the copper coin in front of him.

His feet were a little wobbly, but with his body coordination and the assistance of Ah Hum's breath, he still wouldn't fall off the copper coin bridge section.

"Rihefang."

Because there was only one road on the bridge, the little old man temporarily returned to the copper bird of the mallard bird, and replaced it with Rihebo and sat carefully on Shengu's shoulder.

"I'm here, Lord Kamiya."

The irritable and furious Styx terrified Little Sun, she moved closer to Shengu, her little hands trembling slightly, and grabbed Shengu's collar forcefully.

He could even feel the soft breath she exhaled on his neck.

Itchy.

But even so, the little sun still used her ability to call out a soft and dry warm current, which continued to dry the road under her master's feet.

This ensures that Kamiya will not slip under his feet.

"If there is any danger, you should return to Sunshine Doll as soon as possible, and leave me alone."

Kamiyagawa explained this to Rihebo, and began to move towards the "copper coin bridge section".

The span of the six copper coins was longer than expected, and it took a long time to reach the end, and then I saw the bridge deck made of gold and silver.

There were no accidents along the way.

Liu Daoqian should have made up for the missing part of the broken bridge.

"It seems that I have successfully arrived at the bridge on the other side. This time, I should be able to cross the river to the other side smoothly." Kamitani Chuan raised her spirits, and raised her hand to lightly poke Hiyohubo's soft cheek to signal her to go back, and then continued alone. Hurry up.

...

The other side of the Styx.

It took Kamiyagawa nearly an hour to cross the entire Jinyin Bridge.

The width of Santu River is really amazing.

Coming to the other side, the first thing Kamiya did was to reset the position of Kisaragi's platform.

Set up the platform to the other side, save a save point, then if you want to come to the other side, you can take the train, and if you want to go to the other side, you can use the teleporter. Activities on the map of [Santuchuan] will become much more convenient.

Cement and steel bars flew up and down, and soon they were built into a small platform.

"It finally came over smoothly."

After finishing this matter, Kamiya began to look at the surrounding environment seriously.

The other side of the Styx River is different from the other side. The water mist is not so thick, and the range of visibility is much wider.

The soil here is dark red, like dried blood.

The red soil is full of other shore flowers, empty and silent.

The restless sound on the other side of the Styx River was completely inaudible on the other side, as if blocked by an invisible thick wall.

The slender flower stalks, curled up and blooming flowers like dragon claws, shake slightly in pieces. Desolation, anger, helplessness, despair and so on are inextricably mixed on the Bianhua flowers everywhere, and just standing here can feel a kind of empty and itchy atmosphere in the heart.

This is the place where the souls of the dead rest.

Kamiyagawa opened the mouth of the [Mirage Bag], and rummaged through the [Bone Bone Flower].

According to the identification information, this peculiar flower must be planted on the other side of the River Styx to "fruit".

Planting flowers is also one of the purposes of his coming to Santuchuan.

"I just don't know what to do to plant this special Bana flower. Should I dig a hole and bury some soil, or should I take other care of it?"

[Bone Bone Flower] has a strange smell, and I always feel that after planting, there will be some special harvest in the future.

While Kamiya was searching for the flower seeds, he suddenly noticed that something was wrong with another prop in the bag.

It is a prop that he has kept under the box for a long time——

[Onimumaru's Soldier Talisman (No rating for special items): The Soldier Talisman held by Minamoto Yoritomo, the first general of the Kamakura shogunate and the founder of the Japanese shogunate system, is a symbol of status. ]

The small token made of copper is exuding a strange luster.

"Why is this thing lit up?"

Shen Gu took out the token together and weighed it in his hand.

A few seconds later, he felt a strange touch from his right shoulder blade.

Ibaraki Doji's ghost tattoo also had a strange reaction, the ghost hand sketched it out with a "wow", and the illusory scales trembled, as if they had sensed something.

As if facing a big enemy, but extremely excited.

"Weird."

Kamiyagawa was confused by this series of changes, and immediately pressed a word to warn.

Then, I saw [Onimumaru's Soldier Talisman] on the palm of my hand disintegrate, changing into dots of fluorescence, sinking into the gorgeous sea of ​​flowers on the other side with complex emotional fluctuations.

The Bianhua flowers shook and vibrated, and the blood-red petals fluttered silently. But in this vast and desolate world, a psychedelic scene is outlined——

...

The soldiers screamed and the horses neighed, and the corpses lay all over the ground.

The air was filled with the smell of burning and the strong smell of blood.

The fireworks on the battlefield burned together with the red clouds at dusk in the sky, making the sky and the earth bright red.

A thirteen or fourteen-year-old boy in armor staggered and rummaged through the sea of ​​blood and corpses, looking for something.

Until he found the corpse of a general who had been stabbed with arrows, the boy knelt down in the blood with a bang, his shoulders twitching uncontrollably.

"Father……"

Tears mixed with the blood stains on his face, the boy murmured in a trembling voice, and flung himself there like a clay sculpture.

I don't know how long it has been.

In the distance of the battlefield, the banner embroidered with the word "Yuan" broke and fell down, accompanied by noisy voices:

"The Niran Genji has been punished, and the leader of the bandits, Gen Yoshitomo, is dead!"

Then there was the heavy footsteps of the soldiers, and the flags and flags could be seen flying from a distance, with the word "Ping" impressively embroidered on them.

It's the people of the Hera family who are coming, and the enemy is coming.

The boy from the Yuan family got up from the sea of ​​bloody corpses, tore off a small copper token from his father's waist, cast his red eyes at the banner with the word "Ping" in spite of himself, and fled all the way.

...

The blurred light and shadow changes in the other shore flower.

He was still the boy from the Yuan family, but at this time he was no longer the gorgeous and magnificent man on the battlefield.

Completely dressed as a commoner, wearing an ill-fitting sackcloth drysuit with a scrawled thin strap tied around the neckline. His hair, too, was a mess, with bits of hay in the ends.

The down-and-out aristocratic boy was in a panic.

The boy from the Yuan family hid in a dilapidated wild temple, and beside him was a five or six-year-old boy.

He was also dressed in a short linen jacket, somewhat resembling a boy, with black eyes shining like wolf cubs.

This is his half brother.

The Genji family was defeated, and the Heike family slaughtered the Genji clan and took away the female family members. But some people escaped from the family, and the young man was tossed and wandered, only to rescue the young ninth brother from the chaos.

The wind leaked from the wild temple, and the cold air was very severe in the late autumn evening, and the two children of the Yuan family were shivering from the cold.

The elder brother hugged his younger brother a little tighter, raised his hand to wipe away the snot hanging from his nose, and suddenly asked, "What's your name?"

"Original Yoshitsune."

The younger brother replied without thinking, and his tone even contained the sense of pride that a child of the Yuan family would give his name.

"idiot!"

The elder brother took his younger brother's hand and slapped him hard.

The palms of both of them ached.

"I ask you, what's your name?"

"Original... Ushiwakamaru, my name is Ushiwakamaru."

The younger brother shook his body, and finally knew to change his words.

"I'll ask you again, what's my name?"

"The third brother is called Onimuwan."

"The Minamoto family is gone, and that Minamoto Yoshitsune's mother was taken away by Kiyomori Taira. People from the court and the Taira family are going to arrest the Minamoto family and kill them. But this has nothing to do with us, remember it. Your name is Ushiwakamaru, I'm Onimumaru, we're just two wandering beggars."

"oh."

Ushiwakamaru, who is only five or six years old, is ignorant of what his brother said. He only knows that his father is dead and his biological mother was taken away by bad guys.

Family hatred is not very deep in his heart.

However, what the third brother said was what he said. Although they were not born to the same mother, Ushiwakamaru has been close to Onimumaru since childhood. The family is gone, his father is dead, and he listens to the third brother for everything.

The two brothers leaned together in the deserted wild temple, but the thin clothes were hard to keep warm in the dewy cold autumn.

Niu Ruowan shook for a while, then raised his hand to touch his belly: "Brother, I'm hungry."

Onimumaru's body trembled, and then got up from the ground: "Stay here and don't go anywhere, I'll get some food."

Niu Ruowan huddled inside the ruined temple, wrapping his body in hay.

I don't know how long it took, but the sky completely darkened.

There was a dark silence in the temple, and the clay Buddha statues on the Leaky Hall looked grotesque and hideous in the darkness, and the barking of wild dogs came from nowhere.

Ushiwakamaru was terrified, and also very hungry.

He wanted to go out to find the third brother, but because of his brother's explanation before going out, he really didn't dare to move around, so he just shrunk his body tighter.

"Did the third brother be taken away by wild dogs? Will the third brother not come back?"

He thought so in his heart.

Helplessness, fear and oppressive darkness completely engulfed the half-grown child, causing him to sob unconsciously.

I don't know how long I cried, but Ushiwakamaru suddenly heard a familiar voice: "Stupid brother, what does it look like to cry?"

"I didn't cry!"

Ushiwakamaru raised his hand to wipe the tears on his face, and saw his elder brother staggering in from the door, and sat heavily beside him.

Onimumaru's ill-fitting wet suit was torn several times, and the thin neckband was gone. There were some bruises on his face, but his expression was beaming.

He spat bloodshot saliva on the ground.

Then he took out a bunch of sticky glutinous rice balls from his arms and handed them to his younger brother.

"Let's eat."

"Brother, did you fight with someone?"

"Yeah. But those people can't beat me. Shut up and eat quickly. Didn't you say you were hungry?"

Niu Ruowan took the string of glutinous rice balls and looked eagerly: "Brother, you can eat too."

"I've eaten outside, and I ate four skewers!" Onimumaru grinned flamboyantly at his younger brother, "Don't say I'm unfair, there's nothing I can do about it. Eat more. You will stay in the ruined temple without moving, so you can only eat a bunch."

"oh."

Ushiwakamaru nodded.

It turned out that the third brother had already eaten, and also ate four skewers.

He didn't think it was unfair, the meatballs were indeed brought back by the third brother, and he was only crying in the ruined temple waiting for his brother to come back.

"Eat, eat."

Glancing at his younger brother who was devouring food, Onimumaru turned his face away.

His throat throbbed invisibly, and he swallowed a mouthful of saliva with a faint rusty smell.

He turned around and walked into the dark yard, took two scoops of cold water and swallowed it, but his shriveled belly seemed to be getting more hungry.

After wandering around the yard for a while, after re-entering the main hall of the ruined temple, I saw that Ushiwakamaru had fallen asleep holding hay.

I guess I was tired from crying just now.

Onimumaru felt that his ninth younger brother was stupid, he was only a little bit old and didn't understand anything. "What did you eat four skewers?" He probably really believed it. Ushiwakamaru has always believed in what he said.

All four cold meatballs on bamboo sticks were eaten.

"Just be stupid, I only have this younger brother now."

Seeing Ushiwakamaru sleeping peacefully, Onimumaru raised the corner of his mouth.

Ninth brother has indeed suffered a lot recently.

Anyway, I am old, and I have fought against my father, so I have suffered hardships. Ushiwakamaru is only a little old, and he was still living a life of luxury at home, but he was suddenly displaced. It is very good that he can survive until now.

Onimumaru took the bamboo stick out of his younger brother's hand.

I picked up some glutinous rice residue with my teeth, and there was no sweetness.

"Four skewers." He laughed again.

Just stealing this string was discovered, and it took a long time to scuffle before escaping.

Onimumaru is really not good at doing sneaky things.

However, the first time is raw and the second time is familiar, he will do it next time.

Oniwumaru doesn't care much about the integrity of samurai and nobles, he and his brother have to live.

Survive and take revenge on Ping.

"It's absolutely impossible for those people to find out tomorrow."

Ushiwakamaru was sleeping peacefully on the haystack, and Onimumaru stood at the gate of the ruined temple looking out.

The night outside was dark, the wind was howling, and the shadows of trees near and far swayed like ghosts.

"What is my name?"

Onimumaru suddenly asked himself in such a low voice.

Then he took out a small token made of copper from his pocket, and used his thumb to gently stroke the grains on it that were somewhat covered with paste.

"I am the leader of the Hanoi Minamoto clan in the Kanto region, the son of Yoshitomo Yoshitomo, the chief censor, and I am Yoshitomo Minamoto."

...

1159 AD, the first year of Emperor Nijo's Heiji.

Minamoto Yoshitomo, head of the Genji family, rebelled, imprisoned the Emperor and the Emperor, and killed the Emperor's cronies.

Then the rebellion was suppressed by the leader of the Taira family, Kiyomori Taira, and Minamoto Yoshitomo died.

The Genji family was slaughtered and taken into captivity, and only a small number of them fled.

His sons Minamoto Yoritomo and Minamoto Jingyoshi were captured while fleeing, but they were not executed.

In the end, Minamoto Yoritomo was exiled to Hirushima Island in the wild Izu Peninsula.

The Heike also arranged for Hojo Shizheng, a local tyrant and gentry in Izu, to monitor all words and deeds of Minamoto Yoritomo.

A few of the youngest sons, including Yuan Jingyi, received the promise of "if they live as monks in the future, they will spare their lives" and were placed in Buddhist temples.

After this incident, the Genji family's enemy, the Hera family, rose completely, monopolized the government, and rose to the top.

It is called the Pingzhi Rebellion in history.

Yuan Jingyi is Ushiwakamaru in FGO.

In history, Minamoto went into exile with his biological mother, not with his third brother Minamoto. Their father Yoshitomo Minamoto did not die on the battlefield, but on the road to exile.

But what I write is not a historical novel after all. For the convenience of explanation, to serve the plot and so on, change some details, and everyone can read it as a story.