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

Chapter 105 - Time is always long in silence
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Doctor's Hall.

"Eh--?!"

The doctor looked at the peddler who came in to beg for Ema money, poked his head out on the street with a look of shock, then turned his head to look at the peddler:

"Did that adult really say that?"

"Really, the lord pointed at the doctor's hall rather chicly."

The vendor clenched his fist and hammered his other palm, speaking in the same exaggerated tone.

"...It turned out to be like this..." The doctor frowned, shaking his head non-stop, and unbelievably took out a few objects representing money in Sawu Mountain from his pocket.

It is a black metal coin.

The metal coin is divided into two sides, one side is engraved with the pattern of Sagiriyama Shrine, and the other side is engraved with a cherry blossom.

This kind of metal coin is only circulated in the town under Sagiri Mountain, and it is minted and issued by Miko-sama and Yin.

Known as "Shen Zha".

And there is an exchange office at the exit of Sagiri Mountain to exchange it into the common currency of the outside world.

The vendor took the metal coins from the doctor with a smile on his face, picked up his ema basket and walked out of the doctor's office.

The doctor looked back at the happy look of the vendor, and shook his head, still a little in disbelief.

According to his previous guess, that adult should be...

No, at least he is someone who can match up with the legendary one.

People of this level...

Will there be no money?
The doctor poked his head out of the doctor's hall, looked in the direction of the shrine in doubt, and scratched his head in confusion.

"what happened?"

Zhu Shi's voice came faintly from the doctor's hall.

"No, no, it's okay, haha." The doctor quickly withdrew his head from the door, turned his head, scratched the back of his head, and smiled mischievously.

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On Sagiri Mountain.

Shang Quannai walked slowly in the mountains, looking at the long-lost smog around him, Zaomen Charcoal, Mao, and even the figure of Zaomen's father appeared in front of him in a trance.

White creeds are tied to the thick Shimenawa, and there are red torii gates every other section of the road on the bluestone steps.

After walking through the long and ancient bluestone steps and several torii gates, we finally came to the main hall of the shrine.

The main hall of the shrine, where the gods were supposed to be enshrined, now had a pure white bone knife with slight scratches on the surface.

Surrounded by fence-like jade walls, it seems to be the object of enshrinement.

Da da da!
At this time, Ganluji Sakuramochi, who was busy with the constant ritual ceremony in the hall of worship, ran over from one side of the approach, and saw Shang Quanna unexpectedly.

Ganluji Sakuramochi held a heavy-looking bag in his hand, and looked at Shang Quanna standing in front of the main hall with some doubts:

"Eh? What's wrong?"

Shang Quannai looked at Ganluji Sakura Cake who was rolling up her sleeves, blinked her eyes, and said slowly:

"No... it's been hard work."

Ganlusi Sakura Cake stared at Shang Quannai blankly, then nodded strangely.

At this time, Shang Quannai seemed to think of something, he frowned slightly, and asked the cherry cake of Ganlu Temple:

"Mao... no, now, the descendants of Zaomen... no, does the Zaomen family have any descendants?"

Due to various things before, it seemed that there was no time or time to understand the current situation of Zaomen's family, and there was no trace of the existence of Zaomen's surname in the town of Sawushan.

Meeting Zaomen Mao this time made Shang Quannai even more depressed, and perhaps getting an affirmative answer would make her feel better.

Ganluji Sakuramochi nodded when she heard the words, there was some sadness in her pink pupils, but soon she answered Shang Quanna in a relaxed tone:
"Well, Mao had descendants before participating in the decisive battle."

"His offspring survived, and the current offspring should be called... I think..."

Ganluji Sakuramochi put her hands on her chin, frowned and pondered for a while, then her eyes lit up, and she clapped her hands and replied:
"Ah! I remembered! It's Zaomen Tanji!"

"Tanji...that's it..." Shang Quannai's frown slightly relaxed, and the stone in his heart was also let go, and then asked: "Where is he now?"

At this question, Ganlusi Yingbing's expression obviously froze for a moment, two drops of cold sweat flowed from her forehead, she poked her index finger and turned her head:

"Ah~ this..."

"actually…"

"Um……"

Her eyes dodged, and she said hesitantly:

"At the beginning... Mao didn't want his descendants to participate in the war with ghosts."

"... People, there is always a little selfishness."

"So...he handed over his eight-year-old son to Takuya who was dying."

"Zhuo also took that child and found a family to settle in before he died."

"Zaomen Tanji...I only saw him once, he has a life of his own now, seems to be Chafu..."

"...As for where Tanji is now...to tell the truth."

Ganluji Sakuramochi scratched the back of her head, and said softly with some concerns:

"I'm not too sure either…"

"...I see." Shang Quannai nodded when she heard the words, and then looked down at the bag carried by the cherry cake in Ganlu Temple:
"Is there anything I can do to help?"

He pointed to the top of his head: "It's daytime now, and ghosts won't come out. I can..."

"no!"

Ganlusi Sakura Cake's eyes suddenly tightened, she quickly hid the bag behind her back, and looked at Shang Quannai cautiously.

Afterwards, she seemed to realize that something was wrong, and quickly waved her hand, explaining to Shang Quanna:

"No, it is like this, you see."

Ganluji cherry cake pointed to the main hall beside it:

"The god enshrined in the shrine is you!"

"It's a little strange to let the gods prepare the ceremony..."

Seeing that Shang Quannai was still frozen in place with the gesture of reaching out, Ganluji Sakuramochi walked up to him and began to push him down the hill:
"Okay! Get down quickly!"

"But..." Shang Quannai frowned, still wanting to say something, but was suddenly pushed by Ganlu Temple, and staggered to the bluestone steps.

He turned his head and looked at the back of Ganlu Temple walking away with the bag, feeling a little strange.

"…what?"

……

the other side.

Ganlu Temple Sakura Cake was carrying a heavy bag with a panicked face. She hid behind the main hall, looked around for a while, and made sure that Shang Quannai hadn't followed.

Only then did she breathe a sigh of relief, and ran to an open space behind the side of the shrine.

In the clearing, only a small tree grew in the middle, its branches swaying with the wind.

Ganlu Temple Sakura Mochi wiped the cold sweat from her forehead, she squatted in front of the sapling, and quietly opened the bag.

Inside, it is filled with all kinds of praying emas.

"...why would I write something like this..."

Ganluji Sakura Mochi frowned tightly, looking at the vaguely different prayers in every corner of the ema.

She trembled all over, her face flushed, and she shook her head vigorously.

"...Forget it! Forget it!"

Then he shoveled away some soil and buried all the emas in the bag.

clap clap!

After stamping the ground vigorously with her foot to confirm that the Ema was completely buried, Kanroji Sakuramochi wiped the cold sweat from her forehead.

"call……"

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Down the mountain.

Shang Quannai held the painted horse she got from the vendor with one hand, and looked at the faint words in the corner.

He turned the ema upside down.

Another line of small characters came into view.

"I am God..."

Snapped!
Shang Quannai clasped his hands together, and put the Ema into his pocket expressionlessly.

(End of this chapter)