People are dying on the pillar, and there is no misery at the beginning

Chapter 1 - So Shang Quannai lost the highlight

neon.

Heian era.

night.

Goo—goo—!
The cry of the nightingale came from the deep forest, breaking the tranquility of the town.

A pure white moon hung high in the sky, and the silky moonlight lightly covered a Japanese-style house on the ground.

……

In the guest room of the house.

Dim and turbid lights illuminate the small half of the room.

A boy wearing a doctor's robe and tied with long reddish-brown hair was pinching a blackened wooden stick, rustling something on the straw paper vigorously.

"Now... it should be neon, the middle of the Heian era..."

"The time... probably around... 900 A.D...."

The cold sweat dripped from the young man's forehead on the straw paper, and he chanted while struggling to record.

"From... the 21st century... and..."

Suddenly, the boy's expression froze. He looked at the numbers written on the straw paper, and gulped down his saliva.

"...1100 years."

The boy's knuckles holding the wooden bar turned white.

Although he had already expected it in his heart, when he really knew which era he was in and how far it was from the era he was born in.

The boy's heart was still severely hit.

"Really... can't go back..."

The young man put down the dark charcoal stick in his hand, stared blankly at the dimly lit tabletop in front of him with a pair of dead fish eyes, and curled up with his whole body, with infinite sadness rising in his heart.

His name is Shang Quannai, and he was once... a good young man who accepted new ideas and culture in the 21st century.

But I never thought that such a person who is rooted in Miaohong is walking out of university with great interest and preparing to step into the society that day.

A speeding truck transported him to this foreign land and an era thousands of years apart.

And was reborn on the body of an ancient doctor with the same name but different surname, who died suddenly from overwork.

The Heian era doctor who stayed up late and died suddenly was called Izumi Nai.

In the first few days after coming here, Shang Quannai was lucky to have survived.

But after several weeks of observation, Shang Quannai understood that he was in the Heian era of ancient neon lights.

As for the family that he was in charge of treating, after several days of investigation, he still didn't know the name of the head of the family.

All he knew was that his child was seriously ill.

Mysterious family.

Just when he was preparing to rely on modern advanced knowledge to return to the motherland to benefit the people.

A strange thing happened.

This caused Shang Quannai's original good attitude to gradually collapse.

This strange thing is...

"Oh! My lord Shenming wrote Tang Wen! It's really amazing!"

An ethereal youthful voice suddenly resounded in Shang Quannai's mind.

Shang Quannai seems to have gotten used to this startled voice. He raised his head tiredly with his fish eyes hanging, and stared blankly at the faint light on the table with the corners of his mouth down.

The voice waited for a while, seeing that Shang Quannai didn't pay attention to his meaning, he started talking to himself:

"My lord, it's time to feed that child medicine."

Yes, the one who has been bothering Shang Quanna is this guy who claims to be "Umi Senna" and keeps talking.

If the voice is not lying, it means that this guy is the original owner of this body.

Shang Quannai's eyes gradually locked, looking at the light in front of him, he ignored the voice in his mind, thinking about something.

He even once suspected that he could not accept the fact of time-traveling and was overly frightened, which caused him to suffer from schizophrenia.

but…

Shang Quannai looked to her left with a pair of dead fish eyes.

A translucent human figure was floating in mid-air boredly, its empty eyes were facing itself.

On the top of the translucent human figure, there are three Chinese characters faintly appearing:
"Umi Senna"

Seeing the translucent figure playing with her hair, Shang Quanna's facial expression collapsed.

In this Heian era...

Absolutely wrong! ! !
……

In front of the Japanese garden.

A child with black hair and a haggard face was sitting weakly on the tatami.

He stared blankly at the moonlight falling from the courtyard, his pale and bony hands unconsciously clenched the quilt covering his body.

Dots of strange and sharp scarlet flooded into the eyes of the child.

"Flesh...blood...!"

Under the moonlight, the child's expression gradually became uncontrollably twitching and ferocious.

illness!It's getting heavier! !

pat!

The black-haired child covered his saliva-spitting mouth in the dark, resisting his discomfort and looked at the flustered maid aside.

Hoarse, childlike voices squeezed out of his throat one by one:

"Go...call that doctor!"

"Yes... yes! Ubuyashiki-sama!"

The maid flusteredly accepted the order from "Master Ubuyashiki", and hastily turned and left the dark and eerie courtyard room.

The shadows are gradually devouring everything around them.

……

in the room.

The candlelight swayed slightly, casting shadows.

"Why do you call me Lord God?"

He blurted out a mouthful of proficient Japanese, but for Shang Quanna, who had already suffered from the crushing of his worldview, he was used to it.

Shang Quannai stared at the empty eyes of the translucent human figure with a pair of dead fish eyes that had lost hope.

The translucent figure who called himself "Shang Quanna" wandered around in the air, and then landed in front of Shang Quanna.

The ethereal voice spit out with his opening and closing mouth:

"Because, according to legend, only the gods who walk in the world can perceive the existence of other people's hearts."

"When I was alive, I also saw two gods and lords during my travels."

"One of them can smell the uneasiness in others, or distinguish the good and bad of a person through their sense of smell."

"The other is the ability to perceive other people's emotions through hearing, and even judge the physical condition of others."

"The two of them later retired to the deep forest."

As he spoke, the translucent human figure looked at the candle flames aside, then slowly fell to the ground and knelt down.

"So, you who can also see, even talk to me who is dead, and control my body before I was alive must also be a god."

After speaking, the corner of the translucent figure's mouth smiled slightly, and looked at Shang Quannai with empty eyes.

Shang Quannai patiently listened to the description of "Shang Quannai", his pair of dead fish eyes gradually lost the last gleam of light, and his heart was crazily deceiving himself that the two were charlatans.

Can you sense other people's hearts through smell and hearing?

God stick?

However, it is possible to observe a person's general psychology through micro-expressions. This may exist, but it will not be so mysterious.

Well, the high probability should be rumors, various superstitious legends in the feudal period.

After 16 years of higher education knowledge stabilized her heart, Shang Quannai sighed slowly.

In any case, those strange things exist or do not exist.

Shang Quannai turned his head away, instead of looking at the empty eyes of the translucent figure, he looked at the door of his guest room.

This has nothing to do with me!
Those people are far away from me!Can't touch it at all!

The doctor himself said that he had traveled for half his life and only met two "gods".

My current goal should be... to find a way to save money, and return to the motherland by boat...

Through your own knowledge…

Creak——!
Shang Quannai unconsciously clenched her hands on the wooden table, her bony hands looked extraordinarily thin.

Even so, Shang Quannai still had some gaps in his heart.

He slightly raised his eyes that had lost their brightness, and looked at the soul of "Shangquanna" who was kneeling beside him.

"I borrowed your body, are you not dissatisfied?"

The translucent figure was a little taken aback when he heard Shang Quannai's voice that had become uneventful.

Then he quickly waved his hands and said with a smile:

"No, Lord God, I am aware of my physical condition, and my wish in the last few years of my life is to completely cure that child."

"After death, I can still see that child receive treatment, I am so grateful!"

As if he didn't want to continue this topic, "Umiquanna" slowly floated up from the ground and came to the wall on the other side of the room.

Next to the wall stood a huge medicine cabinet, which contained many herbs in compartments.

He turned his head and shouted at Shang Quannai:
"Master God, it's time to get the medicine for that child."

Shang Quannai leaned against the table, sat on the ground, looked at the medicine cabinet on the other side of the room, and "Shang Quannai" who seemed to be a bit lost.

Maybe, really, I got schizophrenia.

pat!

He patted his clothes, stood up with a dead fish eye hanging, and walked towards the medicine cabinet.

"Umiquanna" leaned against the medicine cabinet with a smile, and said slowly and easily:

"This is the last few times the kid has been on medication, and I don't seem to have much time left."

He looked at Shang Quannai who was walking over:

"You must remember this prescription! My lord!"

……

After a while, Shang Quannai's process of picking medicinal materials was coming to an end.

"Shangquannai" looked at Shangquannai respectfully, hesitated, but said solemnly:

"Master Shenming...Actually...I still have a living cousin..."

"Her father is my father's brother."

"But because of certain things, the family changed their surname to Zaomen, left Shangquan's house, lived in seclusion on the mountain, and became a family firewood."

Saying that, "Shangquannai" slowly floated down in front of Shangquannai with a sad expression on his face.

"Although this kind of thing is a bit embarrassing to say, I still have an unfeeling request, I want to..."

Shang Quannai was listening to "Umiquanna"'s complaints and commissions, while fiddling with the prescriptions he had taken from the medicine cabinet in his hand. There were some unfamiliar Japanese written on them, with a few distorted Chinese characters mixed in between.

When he heard the last few syllables of A Piaoshang Quannai's words, he waved his hand lightly.

shoot!
"Shang Quannai", who was looking at Shang Quannai at the same level, froze for a moment, he looked at Shang Quannai who seemed to pat him on the shoulder, and was looking at him.

"Kamisenna, don't worry!"

Shang Quannai gave a thumbs up to this translucent soul with those dead fish eyes without integrity:

"Your sister, I will help you take care of it!"

At this time.

"Bang bang bang bang!"

A series of hurried footsteps quickly approached from outside the door!
"Bang——!!"

The door of the guest room was suddenly slammed open!

A thin figure appeared at the door bending over.

"Ha ha!"

Shang Quannai looked at the door beside her unexpectedly, a maid in a large white robe was panting, apparently she ran all the way here.

The lights in the room barely illuminated the maid's terrified eyes, and her trembling pupils quickly swept across the dark room.

A few drops of sweat dripped from the maid's forehead, she raised her head nervously, and her eyes locked on Shang Quannai who was standing in the dark room with the prescription in hand!

"Master Physician! Please come to Sandan as soon as possible! Lord Ubuyashiki summons you!"

The maid didn't have time to wipe off the sweat from her forehead, so she yelled directly to Shang Quanna.

Shang Quannai glanced at the deformed door frame thrown by the maid, and the corners of his mouth twitched involuntarily.

There is a girl in my family who has just grown up, and she is powerful and powerful.

"Okay, I'll go later."

Shang Quannai nodded to the maid who was bending over to regain her strength, indicating that she would go.

The maid then breathed a sigh of relief, apologized for her recklessness just now, and then backed out.

Shang Quannai nodded, then continued to look at the prescriptions, picking and choosing in the medicine cabinet.

Suddenly, Shang Quannai's fingers picking up the herbs stopped!

and many more!

Shang Quannai frowned.

What did she just say? !

What adults?
Ubuyashiki? ! !
The main surname of this family is Sanyashiki? !

"Bang!"

The medicine tray in his hand lost its support and fell to the ground.

The medicinal materials that had been selected inside were also scattered all over the place, causing the floating "Shang Quannai" to be in a state of surprise.

Shang Quannai's eyes once again lost their brilliance.

"What's wrong? My lord? My lord!"

……

After a few minutes.

Shang Quannai came back to his senses, he bent down slowly, and picked up the medicinal materials scattered on the ground.

"Hopefully, it's not what I thought it would be."

Shang Quannai's tone was low. He felt that his brain was overloaded and he was unable to think about other things.

He could only pray silently in his heart.

This property must not be that property!

If this Ubuyashiki is really what Izumi thought, it is the Ubuyashiki from the family of the protagonist of the Demon Slayer Squad in the manga "Pillar Slayer: Blade"...

Doesn't that mean that I am not time travelling!
It's time travel on the plane of the world!And also traveled to a world where "ghosts" exist!

That is a monster whose physical function is many times stronger than that of ordinary humans, and even without targeted skills and weapons, it cannot be killed! !
You will die, you will definitely die if you encounter it.

And, now is the Heian period, around 900 AD.

The beginning of the plot of Demon Slayer: Tanjiro's family was slaughtered by the ghost king, which was in the Taisho period in 1912.

And the guy who lived from the Heian period to the Taisho period did exist in the same family as the lord.

That guy was born in the Heian period.

Suffered from terminal illness since childhood.

He was cured into a ghost by an unknown doctor.

and killed the doctor with a backhand,
In the later era, through slaughter and cannibalism, it eventually developed into the ultimate creature of the ghost king——

Ghost dance Tsuji is not miserable!
Thinking of this, Shang Quannai's hands and feet suddenly became cold, and he felt as if the world had played a huge joke on him.

He looked at the doctor's robe he was wearing in a daze, and the current task of treating a child named "Miyashiki".

"Heh, heh..."

"An unknown doctor, healed into a ghost, and killed the doctor with a backhand... Hehe..."

Laughing at himself, Shang Quannai glanced at the contents of the prescription.

Trying to find the last hope of being different from the original.

"Eclipta (note: extremely cold), privet (note: extremely cold), rhinoceros horn (note: extremely cold), tortoise shell (note: extremely cold), turtle shell (note: extremely cold)..."

Shang Quannai looked up at the "Shangquanna" who had floated to the ceiling, looking at her strangely, and asked:

"It's full of bitter and cold herbs. Is it really okay for normal people to eat it?"

"Umiquanna" thought for a while, and then replied:
"Normal people will naturally have problems if they eat it, but that child's physique is different from ordinary people..."

The expression named "Hope" on Shang Quannai's face gradually solidified.

"Besides, I blindly added the cyan Bianhua flower, which is the most yang to flourish, at the end, so that the yin and yang can interact with each other, and only then can the child become normal..."

The look of "despair" in Shang Quannai's eyes gradually spread.

There was a frozen smile on his face, and the hands holding the herbs kept trembling. Shang Quannai could no longer listen to any words that "Shangquanna" said.

Cyan Bana?
His voice trembled a little, as if because of inner struggle:
"You just said that this is the last few times to grab the medicine, and your time is running out?"

The translucent figure nodded upon hearing the words, and once again cast a thankful look at Shang Quannai.

"so good."

Shang Quannai's voice suddenly stopped trembling, but became very stable.

He raised his eyelids, and a pair of dead fish eyes without any highlights looked at the translucent figure, his tone full of self-deprecation.

"I don't have much time left."

"Maybe we can go on the road together."

　Note: I have no knowledge of pharmacology, so these drugs and the like are all nonsense, so there is no need to study them carefully.

　　
　
(End of this chapter)