Chapter 527 Fire
Xia Zhizhi was vomiting from the smoke.
She found a corner, entered the space, took a quick shower to wash off the unpleasant smell of fuel on her body, changed into clean clothes, tidied herself up and smelled fragrant, then left the space.
As soon as I came out of the space, I was hit by a strong smell of fuel, which was very intoxicating.
Xia Zhizhi couldn't bear it any longer, so she held her breath, took out a few bundles of straw from the space, threw them into the house, and then struck a match and threw it on the straw.
While the dates were still hot, he ran out quickly, throwing straw into each house to light a match as he ran.
She even put two bundles at the front door, making it fair and just, with nothing left behind.
By the time she ran to the gate, the old museum inside was already ablaze with fire.
Although it had just rained and the air was filled with moisture, the roof was well built and there were no leaks. The main structure of the shrine was made of wood and was not wet at all. She had enough fuel and straw to help with the combustion, so it soon began to roar.
Just like fireworks, this one lit up, and that one started to emit sparks, and a series of buildings lit up one by one from the inside to the outside.
The fire was so strong that within a few minutes the entire Yasukuni Shrine was illuminated by the flames, as bright as day.
Xia Zhizhi did not look back at the explosion. Her two slender legs moved backwards very quickly, and she went back even faster than when she came.
The fire was so fierce that even the patrolling guards were attracted by the fire only 700 meters away from the Imperial Palace.
Soon people were organized to put out the fire.
Putting aside other things, we have to put out the fire first. While sending people to put out the fire, we also have to send people to protect the safety of their emperor. Otherwise, what if the fire spreads here?
Xia Zhizhi returned to her residence without any preparation.
As soon as I entered the room and lay down, someone knocked on the door: "Ms. Helen, there is a fire at the Yasukuni Shrine. We have sent people to rescue. Don't worry..."
Before they could finish, Ah Ju pulled the door open and said coldly, "I have nothing to worry about. I am under the protection of the gods, and no evil can come near me."
They were already used to Ah Ju's presence, and they stood in the yard and began to take up their duties in a tactful manner.
Xia Zhizhi was lying down with her eyes closed, pretending to be asleep, but she was actually looking at something she had picked up.
Unlike the things from China that the emperor and his men had presented to Xia Zhizhi before, these things belonged to this country.
Xia Zhizhi had opinions about their people, but not about the things. After all, the things were innocent and had no autonomy. They could not decide what to do or what not to do. They were just vehicles carrying a certain period of history.
Thinking it would be a shame if everything got burned in a fire, Xia Zhizhi kept it and regarded it as a gift from them.
In this way, Xia Zhizhi received the things and they also preserved their cultural relics.
These things are treasures of all mankind. As long as they are good, what does it matter who owns them?
As Xia Zhizhi clicked away, she began to feel sleepy and yawned one after another, and soon she could no longer hold it in.
Ah Ju kept the quilt warm for her. Although there was a lot of noise outside, she was not the kind of person who would let herself down. She was so sleepy that she didn't want to stay up late with everyone else. She quickly took off her clothes, stuffed herself into the quilt, and soon fell into a deep sleep.
She slept until dawn, and Ah Ju went out to calm the troops and came back.
The Yasukuni Shrine is a symbol of the island nation's militarism, and their government is very concerned about this thing that unites people. But last night, a fire broke out for no apparent reason, leaving only a few black bricks, and everything else turned to ashes.
Encountering such a bizarre and mysterious thing.
Hirohito, with a gloomy face, went to the site in person to visit. When he saw the flat original site of the shrine, his lips trembled with excitement, his blood pressure surged, and he almost leaned over to see his dear Shiba-shiba god.
As a place to enshrine the souls of fallen warriors, the Yasukuni Shrine is naturally guarded even at night.
Although there are no military patrols like in the Imperial Palace, there are certainly facilities such as staff dormitories and on-duty personnel.
But no matter how they were examined, they all said that everything was normal last night, they slept soundly, and did not hear any suspicious movements. The fire started for no reason, and once it started, the fire was very fierce and people could not get close at all.
The patrol team and firefighters who arrived later also tried to put out the fire by throwing water, but it was all in vain.
Hirohito was so excited that his face was twisted. He returned to the Imperial Palace and lay down for a long time before he recovered.
After slowing down for a while, he drank a sip of tea, cheered himself up, and found Ah Ju.
Then he tried to use superstitious means to find out the cause of the fire accident last night.
Ah Ju would not get used to him and said very coldly: "They are just some ghosts who have received incense. Are they qualified to disturb the real God?"
Ah Ju has always been preaching that God does not love everyone equally, and that God has his own preferences.
According to Zhi Theosophy, God prefers rich people, and it is because of God's preference that that group of people can have money.
Except for the rich, no one else is worthy of being mentioned in front of the God of Zhi.
Hirohito was very angry when he saw her mysterious death, but as a church believer, Ah Ju had a higher status in their cult organization.
No matter how unhappy he was, he couldn't pull out his gun and shoot Ah Ju. He could only swallow his anger and ask in a gentle manner: "The Yasukuni Shrine is so close to the Imperial Palace, and it caught fire for no reason and burned to ashes overnight. I am a little worried. Is it possible that the Imperial Palace will encounter such a thing?"
After all, for the royal family, that place is nothing more than a tool to consolidate their reputation and promote militarism. This kind of thing has no practical benefits for ordinary people, but it can give some people psychological comfort.
Ordinary people have a hard life, and sometimes they have to rely on unnecessary comfort to keep themselves alive.
The royal family didn't really care that much about those rooms.
If the cause of the fire cannot be found, then just tell others that it was set intentionally and rebuild it later.
What Hirohito cared more about was the stability and longevity of the royal family.
Of course, now we have to add the destination after our death.
Ah Ju said calmly: "As a believer in the gods, you don't have to worry about such things happening."
Anyway, Xia Zhizhi would definitely not set a fire and burn them all to death, so there was no need to worry about that.
Ah Ju's words were ambiguous and he did not give any guarantees, but his image as a hermit was so deeply rooted in people's minds that Hirohito was comforted.
After thinking about it, Hirohito shamelessly asked Ah Ju to pray for the royal family.