The drifting wind and rain fell on the deserted mountain road. A figure in a pure black kimono and holding a red paper umbrella walked up the stairs.

Raindrops dripped along the edge of the paper umbrella. When the umbrella was slightly lifted, a handsome face was reflected on the surface of the water droplets.

Ding ding ding——!

The crisp ringing of the telephone rang.

The figure paused slightly, hesitated for a moment, then took out a cell phone from his pocket and put it to his ear.

"Hello?"

"Hello?! Amamiya-nii!"

"Xiaoyouli? What's the matter?"

"I went to that cliff again today! Guess what I found!!"

Hearing Yurina's excited tone, Amamiya Haruki was stunned, and thought of a possibility, with a glimmer of hope in his eyes.

"He's back?!"

"No, I found an old man!"

“…”

"This old man also floated here with the ocean current, and when I picked him up, his time was frozen, just like Brother Nanaya at that time!" Yurina became more and more excited, "I feel that he may come from the same place as Brother Nanaya!"

An old man from the same place as Lin Qiye?

Isn’t that Daxia?

Amamiya Haruki raised his eyebrows.

"Can he understand us?"

"He seemed to not understand. After he woke up, he just sat in the corner in silence. No matter how I talked to him, he ignored me."

"...I understand. I'll go visit Feng Ji's house after I finish what I'm doing."

"Brother Amamiya, haven't you found the last Huojin Sword yet?"

"not yet."

"Okay, I'll wait for you at Fengji's house."

"Um."

After hanging up the phone, Haruki Amamiya walked along the mountain road for a long time. After searching the entire mountain, he sighed helplessly.

"The prediction that Shota gave today was wrong again..."

He shook his head, held up the paper umbrella, turned around and walked down the mountain.

…

"Yesterday at 4pm, another gang attack occurred in Shinsaibashi. Eight drunken thugs broke into a gold shop with knives, stabbed the store manager 16 times, and stole all the valuable gold items in the store. The store manager fell to the ground and asked passers-by for help, but no one came to his aid and he eventually died from excessive bleeding..."

"…As of yesterday, there have been 132 consecutive incidents of vicious assaults by passers-by in Osaka this week, with thousands of casualties. The Osaka Police Department is short of peacekeepers. Currently, the Black Killing Squad has intervened armed forces to replace the police in suppressing all vicious riots in the Kansai region and maintaining the situation…"

"...Here, Shuguang Radio reminds all residents not to go out unless necessary. If you find yourself suffering from red eyes, insomnia, unexplained mania and other symptoms, please go to the nearest hospital for isolation and treatment as soon as possible..."

Snap——!

In the Japanese courtyard of Kazesami's house, Yurina turned off the radio and stood up from the tatami.

Not long ago, the [Nightfall] team slashed [Pure Land] with their swords and shut down 92% of the electronic equipment in the "human circle". All televisions and large electronic screens could not be used, and all TV stations were shut down. Now in the entire Japan, the only way to transmit information is by using radio, a relatively energy-saving broadcasting method.

"The world is getting more and more chaotic..." Yurina sighed, went into the kitchen to make a cup of tea, held it in her hand, and walked to the corner of the room.

There, a white-haired old man was looking up at the falling cherry blossom trees outside the window, lost in thought.

A breeze blew by, lifting the pale hair at his temples. A few pink cherry blossoms fell on the backs of his wrinkled hands. He sat there blankly, his eyes dull and lifeless, like a lost stone statue.

In his hand, he was holding a mask with the word "King" written on it. There was a fine crack in the middle of the mask, as if it had been hit somewhere.

"Grandpa, would you like a glass of water?" Yurina handed the cup in her hand to the old man and said softly.

The king remained unmoved.

Yurina pursed her lips, placed the steaming cup of tea in her hand next to him, and patiently gestured with both hands, roughly meaning to tell Wang Mian that the tea was not poisonous and could be drunk.

After gesturing for a long time, Wang Mian still ignored her and did not move.

Yurina, who was sweating profusely from working, seemed a little angry. She stood up from the tatami, pursed her lips, and muttered to herself in resentment: "Why is this person so stupid? He gestured for a long time but still couldn't understand... It seems that not all people in Daxia are as smart as Brother Qiye."

Hearing the last half of the sentence, Wang Mian was slightly stunned.

He turned his head sharply to look at Yurina, opened his cracked lips, and asked in somewhat obscure Japanese: "Daxia? How do you know Daxia?"

This time it was Yurina's turn to be stunned.

"You understand Japanese?!" Yurina stamped her feet in anger, "I've been talking to you for a long time, why are you ignoring me?"

Wang Mian looked her straight in the eyes and repeated the question, "How do you know Da Xia?"

"Because Brother Qiye drifted here from the sea, and his body was frozen in time, just like when you came here... Brother Qiye told me that he came from Daxia."

"Brother Qiye?"

"It's Asaba Nanaya." Yurina paused and added, "His original name was Lin Nanaya."

Lin Qiye?

Hearing this familiar name, a few glimmers flashed in Wang Mian's eyes. He leaned against the wall in a daze and smiled bitterly.

What a coincidence...

After being awakened by Yurina, it only took Wang Mian a short time to realize where he was.

As the captain of the [Masked] team, he knew that there were "human circles" in all the major divine kingdoms in the fog. Moreover, he had heard about [Night] having just returned from the "human circle" in Japan some time ago, and he roughly knew the situation inside the "human circle".

Most importantly, as God's agent, he promised the God of Time to help him retrieve something from Takama-ga-hara.

In order to retrieve this thing, Wang Mian started making preparations long ago, which of course included learning Japanese and a brief analysis of Japanese culture. He knew that one day he would embark on a journey to find Takama-ga-hara.

However, he never expected that before he took the initiative to look for Takamagahara, he was directly swept into the "human circle" of Japan by the ocean current, and the first person he saw when he opened his eyes actually knew Lin Qiye...

All this is just too coincidental.

If it were before, Wang Mian would have explored this "circle of people" out of curiosity and looked for traces of Takama-ga-hara, but now... he was not in the mood.

The “human circle”, Takamaga-hara, and the agreement with the God of Time, none of them mattered anymore.

As early as when he was awakened by Yurina on the shore and the time stagnation was released, the first thought in Wangmen's mind was to immediately go back in time to before [Mask] entered the fishing village, to stop all this from happening and save his brother's life.

But he found that he couldn't do it...

because,

His life span is no longer enough.