The man in the column is perished, and the beginning of the treatment is not miserable

Winter has arrived.

The sky gradually changes from blue to clear to yellow, and dots of snowflakes fall calmly and elegantly.

Shang Quannai raised his head and looked at the increasingly white sky with a sad expression.

Dry branches blocked a corner of the field of vision, and snowflakes passed through the gaps in the branches.

A delicate and small snowflake fell slowly, falling right into Shang Quanna's blood-red vertical pupils.

The crystal clear snowflakes melted in an instant and turned into a little snow water.

It trickled out from the corners of his eyes.

Shang Quannai opened his eyes and sighed helplessly.

Is it already winter?

Unknowingly, he had been in this strange era for some time.

He just stood in a daze, holding the knife at his waist and standing under the dry tree.

On the side, Murata stood on the top of the mountain with an excited face, looking towards the town below.

Opposite is Mount Saagiri, and the town below the mountain is where Murata's relatives are.

My wife Renshan also stood silently on the other side, looking at Murata's excited back and sighing.

Murata stood on the stone, looking down the mountain happily, but as he looked at it, his face suddenly became more doubtful.

He frowned, looked at the town below the mountain, and murmured to himself:

"It's strange...why can't there be anyone on the street...?"

Murata narrowed his eyes and scanned the streets of the town carefully.

But there was still no trace of anyone in the extremely silent town.

Think of the recent news that cannibals are everywhere.

Due to the presence of Naosenna near the Uyashiki tribe, not many cannibals appeared.

Could it be that... cannibals have actually become widespread? !

Gudu.

Murata's throat moved up and down, and he suddenly felt a little dizzy with his thoughts, and there was smoke in his throat.

In that case, my family...

"No, no..."

He gradually realized that something was wrong, cold sweat slowly rolled down his forehead, and Murata took two steps back in horror:

"Nai! Nai guide!! In the town! No...eh? Is there anyone?"

Just when Murata wanted to report his findings and conjectures to Shang Senna.

He suddenly saw a small figure on the street south of the town.

"It's a human being!" Murata was stunned for a moment, then stumbled excitedly and lay down on the stone.

"Human?!" My wife, the kind-hearted monk Izuna, heard Murata's sigh and turned his head almost at the same time, looking in the direction of Murata.

Hearing this, Shang Quannai narrowed his eyes, stood on the top of the mountain, and looked directly through the obstacles of the mountain towards the town.

My wife, Renshan, ran to the edge of the stone in surprise and looked in the direction of Murata's finger in surprise.

He was stunned for a moment, his yellow hair was covered with snowflakes, he turned his head suddenly, and shouted in shock to Shang Quannai behind him:

"Doctor! Really! He's a human being!!"

Shang Quannai held the bone knife in his arms and nodded silently.

He saw it.

It is a soul that does not belong to any member of the Kamado family.

Another, blue soul.

At this time, Murata, who was sighing that he finally saw someone, was stunned. He turned his head and looked at my wife's kind and excited expression.

Then he looked at Shang Quannai, who was standing with a knife in his hand, and glanced at the two of them suspiciously:

"I said there are people in the town, why are you so excited?"

Murata frowned, his breathing became rapid, his hands and feet were cold, and he forced himself to think calmly about everything just now.

Ever since they approached Mt. Saagiri, the pace of Naosen Nai and my wife Renshan had invariably become quite slow.

When I discovered that there were still people in the town, their voices were also very excited.

So...it turns out that the town is deserted.

When he thought of this, Murata had already guessed something. He choked for a while, and his tone became obviously choked:

"You... knew it from the beginning?"

"There are no people in this city, right?"

"Really…?"

My wife, Renshan, stood next to Murata, her expression instantly stiffened, and he turned to look at Shangquan Nai for help.

Shang Quannai and Murata looked at each other with tearful eyes, and nodded to him vigorously.

Murata's expression became visibly panicked, his pupils trembled slightly, and he grabbed my wife's kind shoulders with his hands:

"What about my family? Where have they gone? Why is it empty? Why..."

My wife Renshan was so frightened that he shrank his neck. He looked at Murata, whose hands were trembling in front of him, and felt uncomfortable in his heart.

His tone was low, his eyes glanced to the side, and he couldn't bear to say:

"When...we came here."

"This place is already full of ghosts."

"The mountains and plains are covered with darkness..."

After hearing my wife Renshan's words, Murata was startled. His pupils shrank suddenly, as if he was struck by a bolt from the blue, and he loosened his grip on my wife Renshan's shoulders.

Murata's eye circles turned red visibly, his nose felt sore, and he squeezed his eyes hard, trying to hold back the tears that were about to burst:

"Liar...!"

He backed away weakly, staggered a step, and sat on the stone behind him.

Now, no matter how hard he tried to hold it back, tears still came out of his eyes.

Murata sat on the stone blankly, looking straight at the ground that seemed to have been smoothed by something, with tears flowing down his cheeks.

The hope of living through begging for four months was completely shattered at this moment.

The intimate memories between family members seemed to be torn apart bit by bit at this time, turning into bits and pieces and dissipating.

“Hoo…woo ho…”

Tears blurred his eyes, he bit his gums and sobbed softly.

Snap!

Tears mixed with snowflakes fell to the ground, forming a spread of water droplets.

"Why…"

Murata hunched over, his mouth opened wide, and a whimpering sound came from his mouth.

"Why……!"

"Why is it me!! Why! I am the only one who survived!"

He cried heartbreakingly, grabbed his clothes with his hands, and knelt on the ground in pain.

"Uuuuuuuuuuuuuah!!"

The relatives in his memories were constantly being torn apart. Murata gritted his teeth, his chest rising and falling rapidly uncontrollably, and salty tears flowed down his teeth into his mouth.

He seemed to be in the darkness, watching the backs of his relatives gradually move away, and in the end only a helpless self was left behind.

Murata held his hands tightly against the ground, and he used his nails to scratch out several claw marks on the ground that had been smoothed by the ghost tide.

"ghost…"

His face gradually became ferocious, and the grief slowly turned into extreme anger in his heart.

"ghost…!!!"

Shang Quanna closed his eyes when he saw Murata hunched over on the ground and wailing in pain.

My wife, Renshan, hesitated whether to comfort Murata. He squatted down, but didn't know how to speak.

Snapped!

Shang Quannai grabbed my wife Ren Shanhou's collar and pulled him aside.

"Hey! Hey, hey, hey!" My wife Renshan shouted in surprise.

"Let him stay alone for a while." Shang Quanna stopped and looked back at Murata, who was kneeling on the ground with his mouth open and his head raised.

"Now, look at the man at the bottom of the mountain."

Shang Quannai turned around, patted my wife Renshan's shoulder, and pointed at the man walking slowly down the mountain, leaning on a bamboo pole.

My wife Renshan wiped the moist corners of her eyes, stood up in confusion, and still looked at Murata with some worry:

"What's wrong?"

"The basket behind him was full of knives."

Shang Quannai replied calmly.