Judging from Mao Changji's tone, quite a few people probably died here.
Yin Zhu had some doubts. Most of them should be women. It's not just that Japanese anime fans like to give female protagonists to horror games; there's also a saying in China that women have insufficient yang energy and are physically weak, making them more susceptible to seeing supernatural phenomena.
Especially in horror stories set in the Eastern Continent, most of the main characters are women and children.
Perhaps many creators felt that these characters were easily frightened, making players feel helpless and isolated, thus creating a more terrifying atmosphere?
Furthermore, given that Hirano San behind the dungeon is likely deeply influenced by Japanese culture, it's highly probable that this is the case.
"What if... I were also human?" Having tested the waters enough, Yin Zhu boldly asked Mao Changji, "Then could I use another method? If I weren't human, would there be any negative consequences to using another method?"
"If you're not human, the second method simply won't work for you. Lord Shuten-dōji also tried the second method on other people before, but nothing happened. The guy who was in charge of the experiment is still alive and well and is even a steward in the royal palace."
Mao thought for a moment and quickly gave an answer.
"Ah, who is that palace steward?"
As Yin Zhu asked the question, the image of the Tengu Butler immediately popped into her mind. If only he were a familiar ghost.
“His name is Qin Guzhu, and he is a tsukumogami.” Mao Changji paused. “I heard that he was once a blind qin player’s qin. After his master died, it was sealed away for many years and thus gained a spirit. However, after cultivating for so many years, his appearance no longer resembles a qin.”
"Tsukumogami" is a term that Yin Zhu heard when she first systematically studied the types of yokai in the Sakura Kingdom. It refers to objects that have been left for too long and have absorbed the essence of various things to become spirits.
If a monster has become a spirit by absorbing the essence of heaven and earth, that's fine. But if it has become a spirit by absorbing human resentment, it will most likely have a cannibalistic tendency. Although they have the title of "gods," they are actually beings of the same kind as ghosts and monsters. In addition, since they have been forgotten to the point of becoming spirits and are not worshipped by people, their relationship with humans is naturally not very good.
A guqin whose owner has passed away, and which doesn't even look like a proper instrument yet, is quite hard to find.
Yin Zhu pondered, trying hard to recall the other ghosts and monsters she had seen in the Ooe Mountain Royal Palace these past few days: "Hmm... what did he look like?"
"The last time I saw him, he had dragon feet and a long tail."
Mao, the prostitute, thought for a moment.
In fact, Mao Changji hadn't seen those palace stewards for a long time. As a ghost general-level ghost, she didn't need to go to the ghost servant restaurant to steal food. As long as she stayed obediently in the Qingliang Palace, ghost servants would come to deliver food to her door.
However, this time, Yin Zhu had indeed seen something similar to the appearance she described.
However, because she had seen so many bizarre monsters in the ghost realm, Yin Zhu didn't find anything strange at the time and didn't take it to heart at all. Now that Mao Changji brought it up, she suddenly remembered that there was indeed a palace steward who matched Mao Changji's description.
The butler did indeed have a tail.
As for the dragon feet mentioned in Japanese culture, they should be the same as the dragon feet in China. They are probably similar to eagle claws or chicken claws, and these footprints leave a "个" (ge) shape on the ground when walking.
The palace steward who fits both of these criteria is the one who tried to capture Yin Zhu in the bag.
Judging from normal human thinking, he probably wouldn't want to help me.
"...I've never seen a royal steward like this before, I'm afraid I won't be able to find him." Yin Zhu decisively lied through her teeth, abandoning the idea of deceiving more natives into helping her; quality over quantity.
"It's normal that you haven't seen it before."
Mao Changji patted her little head. "I know the second method too. However, it really doesn't work when ghosts use it, and they can't return to the human world."
"I won't give up until I try. I don't have that much time to be reincarnated." Yin Zhu shook her head, clenched her small fists, and looked extremely determined and serious. Seeing this on a small child's face, Mao Changji wanted to laugh a little.
"Okay, okay, let's give it a try."
Mao Changji's tone was like an adult talking to a child, a tone Yin Zhu had heard since childhood.
Many adults are like this: they are often self-righteous when doing things, and then start shifting blame everywhere after failing. Yin Zhu encountered many such adults when she was young, and as she grew up, she found that many of her peers were the same—unwilling to listen to others' opinions or take responsibility for their mistakes. Therefore, many children, under the influence of society, eventually become this kind of adult.
At times like these, Yin Zhu usually doesn't argue, because it's pointless.
All I need to do is show them.
...
Someone in the Dragon Kingdom's think tank voiced their doubts: "Is Yin Zhu about to clear the level?"
“No, she’s demonstrating.” An Zhi took a deep breath. “Before she leaves, she wants to create as many problems as possible for the Dragon Kingdom so that we can figure out how the Chosen One can successfully pass this dungeon without considering talent.”
"Leave? Boss, what are you doing?"
“It’s not what I’m doing, it’s what she’s going to do—Yin Zhu wants to end the strange rules on Blue Star, and she’s prepared to pay whatever price she has to pay.” An Zhi’s eyes showed admiration.
I admire every shining soul.
"Shouldn't we interrupt her?" This was Mo You's question; it was the first time she had encountered such a crazy chosen one from the Dragon Kingdom.
“Once the chosen ones enter the instance world, what they do is no longer under our control. All we can do is provide as much help as possible.” An Zhi shook his head. “Even if they have a brain fart and commit suicide after entering the instance, we cannot go back and interfere. Moreover, if Yin Zhu succeeds, it will be the best solution for Blue Star. Only one person is sacrificed, but everyone else can be saved.”
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