Chapter 78 – Yonglu?
The fog gradually dissipated.

A little bit of light slowly blooms from the east, dispelling the cold darkness.

Its daybreak.

Saburo, who was hugging the tree, opened his eyes, looking at the gradually clear things around him with tears in his eyes.

"...Brother! Saburo!!" Erlang's shout came from one side, and Saburo immediately sniffled and turned his head to look to the right.

The clothes on Erlang's body were torn and torn by the bushes in the mountains, and he ran towards this side with a worried face.

"elder brother!!"

When Saburo saw his brother running this way, he immediately wiped the tears from the corners of his eyes, stood up with his numb legs, and shouted.

"I'm here!! Brother!!"

"Sanlang!!" At this time, the elder brother's voice came from behind, and Sanlang was about to turn his head in surprise, but was suddenly hugged by something.

flutter!
"Wuuu... Sanlang..."

San Lang looked up, and it was his eldest brother who was half kneeling on the ground and crying with his lips pursed, hugging him tightly.

"Brother! Don't cry!" Sanlang stretched out his hand and wiped away his tears.

Not far away, Erlang was relieved to see Saburo and his eldest brother hugging each other, and the stone that had been hanging in his heart finally fell down.

At the same time, his eyes went dark, and after a night of stress, he was already exhausted.

At this time.

"Hey! There's someone over there!"

"Is it a survivor?"

"The sun has risen, so it seems!"

A few people in black clothes ran quickly from down the mountain. When they saw a few people in shabby clothes, two of them stopped immediately.

"Are you all right! Do you want some water first?"

"Don't be afraid, we are here to help you."

Two independent men in black supported Erlang, and fed the water they carried into Erlang's mouth.

Erlang looked at the two people beside him in a daze, then gradually closed his eyes calmly, and fell asleep.

The remaining five men in black looked around and confirmed their direction, then headed towards the other side again.

The strange thing is that these people in black don't seem to be accompanied by crows.

Although they also carry knives at their waists.

……

……

Valley.

The dense fog created by the oni dissipated, leaving behind the fog that existed on Mount Sagiri.

Shang Quannai stood aside and put the Rilun Saber back into the swordsman's hand.

The swordsman's fingers twitched twice, and his slightly opened eyes followed Shang Quannai's figure.Although his body was so heavy that he couldn't move, he still had some ability to think.

He looked at the swordsman in a daze, but couldn't do anything.

The only way he can make this swordsman heal instantly is to turn him into a ghost.

Shang Quannai shook his head, interrupting his inner thoughts, he took a deep breath and turned his head, narrowing his eyes to look at the shrine on the mountainside.

Through the powerful perception ability of penetrating the world, he clearly saw the bluestone steps in the distance through the fog.

Thick shimenawa ropes, bright red torii gates, and even several large-scale shrines lined up.

In the cold shrine, there is no breath of a living creature.

Before, when he just woke up, he used killing ghosts to numb himself, even prolonging the time of killing ghosts on purpose.

But when it was all over and he calmed down, he still had to face the truth.

"…shrine."

Shang Quannai's mood became a little heavy, he thought of the Zaomen family who used to live here.

"Tanzi and the others...are they gone?"

He rubbed his head, his long hair was a little messed up, he sat down on the ground a little decadent, and let out a long sigh.

"Ugh……"

Time really passed by quickly while he was asleep.

A sense of irritability and melancholy enveloped Shang Quannai.

"It's just ahead!!"

"Quick! That team member was seriously injured before! He hasn't recovered!"

At this time, those men in black clothes ran over from the side.

At a glance, they saw the crow squatting on the black-clothed swordsman, and Shang Quannai sitting beside him.

Several people subconsciously put their hands on the handle of the knife, but after seeing the sunlight scattered on Shang Quannai's face, they were stunned again.

Afterwards, they all accelerated and rushed over there!

"Can you still hear me?" A man in black ran over quickly, threw himself on the ground, and slowly crawled towards the black-clothed swordsman a few times, asking.

The swordsman in black could only slightly open his eyes, his eyelids trembling, and he blinked vigorously.

"Great! He can still hear! It's not too bad!"

The people in black clothes with the word "Hidden" written in large white characters on the back breathed a sigh of relief. They wiped the cold sweat from their foreheads, and began to take out things from the medicine bag they carried with them.

Shang Quannai slowly recovered from his stupefaction, he turned his head, and looked at several "Yin" who were nervously and conscientiously stopping the bleeding of the swordsman in black.

Ah... I remember, it was written in a letter to the owner of the Miyayashiki family.

Yin is in charge of logistics, and supplemented by medical personnel.

Yin's appearance should be in advance.

"Are you okay? You look tired."

One Yin was holding a kettle, sat down beside Shang Quannai familiarly, and handed the kettle to him.

Shang Quannai took the kettle casually, glanced down at the kettle made of hollowed out gourds, and then at the relaxed expression in front of him.

"Why don't you go and help them?"

He hung the same style of dead fish eyes that he had when he first came to this world, and stared blankly at this name Yin.

Ming Yin's expression froze immediately, he let out a haha, a drop of cold sweat dripped from his forehead:
"Ah, here, am I here to look after you?"

He smiled stiffly, turned his head and looked at Shang Quannai.

After seeing the scarlet pupils in Shang Quannai's eyes, the cold sweat on Yin's forehead became even more intense.

——What's the matter with this... this guy? !
—red eyes!Could it be a ghost? !

Yin's brows slowly frowned, and he withdrew his hand that was about to put Shang Quannai's shoulder in a panic.

After confirming that the newborn sunshine did shine on Shang Quannai's face, and Shang Quannai did not turn into ashes, Yin still felt palpitations.

He swallowed a mouthful of saliva, got up slowly, and left beside Shang Quannai without saying a word.

At this time, Shang Quannai's voice started calling him from behind instead:
"Hey! That guy!"

Subconsciously straightening his waist, he stood up straight, and he responded tremblingly: "Yes... what's the matter?"

Shang Quannai took a sip of water from the kettle, glanced at the shrine in the distance, and slowly asked Yin:
"What is the current year name?"

"...Eh?" Yin turned around in doubt, and gave Shang Quannai a strange look.

Although it was strange, under the deterrence of Shang Quannai's scarlet eyes, he still hesitated and told Shang Quannai: "Yes...it is Yonglu..."

pat!

The gourd in Shang Quannai's hand slipped and fell to the ground.

Clear water gushed out from the poured jug, Shang Quanna stared blankly at the shrine in the distance, and murmured:

"...Yonglu..."

(End of this chapter)

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