Sky Eater Traveler

"Sister Hong, is that right?"

Meihong shrank subconsciously.This strange person is not only strange, but also very powerful.Even his father was greeted as a student by his few words.

"Sister Hong! Don't like me?" Ye Qiu asked with a smile, tilting his head.

Even if it wasn't because of her keen perception, Ye Qiu could see from Meihong's stubborn and resisting demeanor that Meihong seemed a little resentful towards him.

"how come……"

Fujiwara didn't wait until he subconsciously took over the words, but it was only after the words came out that he suddenly remembered that lying in front of this person didn't seem to work at all.He couldn't help but shut up and looked at the daughter beside him!

Noticing the gazes of the two, Meihong clenched her hands nervously.

Is your father angry?This strange person doesn't seem to be scary at all. My father also said that he is a very powerful and powerful Onmyoji. In this case...

"...You. Can you save my mother?"

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Chapter [-] Continuation of Life

"Can you save my mother?"

Ye Qiu was stunned.When this familiar and unfamiliar girl named Fujiwara Meihong said these words with red eyes, a ripple inevitably swayed in his heart.

The girl bit her lip stubbornly, trying her best to keep the tears from oozing out of her eyes, her small hands clenched tightly to restrain the trembling of her whole body.The bright big eyes stared straight at him as if listening to the judgment. The sunlight of early spring was reflected in her pupils, mixed with clear tears, and flashed with the light of hope.

Stubborn, strong, but so soft!

What makes me reject you!Fujiwara sister red!

Putting his right hand gently on the girl's head, stroking the girl's smooth hair, Ye Qiu asked in his softest voice, "Mother of Sister Hong, what happened?"

The strong girl let go of her stubbornness between Ye Qiu's words, her tears poured out like a dam that opened, and she whimpered: "... woo woo... mother she... she is sick!... The doctor and the onmyoji Everyone says..."

"That's it!" Ye Qiu picked her up without having to finish the weak and helpless girl.Turning his head to Fujiwara Bubei and so on, he continued, "Please ask Mr. Fujiwara to lead the way!"

"It's natural!"

Fujiwara nodded in response without waiting, and hurriedly winked at the housekeeper beside him.

The accompanying butler clears the way forward.Seeing this scene, Ye Qiu just looked at Fujiwara's rising point, and instantly dropped back to a low point.Not only did I forget my daughter's name, but I didn't even know where my sick wife lived...

Self-cultivation, family order, rule the country and the world!

A man who can't even have a family together can talk about how to govern the country and how to pacify the world!

From the doorway to the backyard of the mansion, the path at the foot becomes narrower and narrower, and the location becomes more and more remote.Finally, in a hut in a corner, the housekeeper who was leading the way stopped, pushed open the door, and stood aside.

The strong taste of Chinese herbal medicine is coming.Even in this metaphysical world, spell healing is a treatment only available to those in high positions or privileged classes.Ordinary people can only rely on these drugs for treatment after all.In ancient times when medicine was not developed, dying from illness was probably the most common way of dying.A good death is a rare blessing, which is the understanding of ancient people.

The hut is not big, and the remote location makes it lack of light, which makes it seem a bit cold.It is not difficult to see from the furnishings in the house that the status of the owner here is not high at all.

"Mother!" Walking into the house, Meihong jumped off Ye Qiu and trotted to the tatami.

On the tatami, a thin, yellow-faced woman was lying on the futon.Perhaps hearing Meihong's call, the woman opened her heavy eyelids and looked at Meihong with a kind smile.

A woman who can give birth to a younger sister will naturally not be too bad.And according to Meihong's age, she should not be too old.But at this moment, this woman, who should be in her prime, has a sense of old age.

It was a terminally ill state of weakness, and his body had been hollowed out.

'It's not good! '

The 'Eye of Law' opened and closed slightly, Ye Qiu also understood the situation of the woman.This kind of patient whose life potential has been exhausted undoubtedly makes him feel quite difficult.It's no wonder that an Onmyoji is unable to return to the sky, unless it is a real reversal of life and death, other means are at best just lingering and living for a while.

And, it's over!

Feeling the vitality that was about to go out like a candle, Ye Qiu couldn't help but sigh.

As Ye Qiu and Fujiwara approached, the woman began to discover the existence of outsiders, and subconsciously wanted to get up.But in the end, it was a powerless move, and when the head was less than an inch away from the pillow, it was powerless to lie down again.

"Mother!" Sister Hong exclaimed worriedly.Holding the woman across the quilt, tears began to brew in the red eyes again.

"...Meihong, who is here?"

"It's my father! Mother, my father is here!

Following Meihong's words, Fujiwara Buwai finally walked to the edge of the tatami.

"grown ups……"

It is not resentment, nor is it a simple name, this is the voice of a woman's surprise.

Ye Qiu didn't know how Fujiwara felt now, but he felt extremely harsh.This was because his reason told him that it was normal for there to be differences between the times, but he still wanted to catch Fujiwara rather than wait for a few punches.

"Lie down and have a good rest!"

I don't know if it's real guilt or pretending, but Fujiwara didn't wait to at least say something human.

"Sister Hong..."

Ye Qiu, who had walked to Meihong's side, didn't have time to say anything, but Meihong held his clothes and said with tears in her eyes, "Sir, please save my mother, please... Please... please. As long as you can save me Mother, Meihong... Meihong is willing to do anything!"

"Meihong..." This was the woman's exclamation, but when she was halfway through her words, she stopped talking after Fujiwara Bubi's gesture.

"..." Ye Qiu gently stroked and touched the girl's head, and sighed softly, "I'm sorry, Sister Hong! I can't cure your mother..."

"How could it be..." The girl's bright eyes suddenly dimmed, and tears rolled down unhindered like a string of broken beads.