The only street in Jida Village was instantly plunged into blood and chaos. The mob howled and pushed each other in horror. In their hurry, they tripped over their farm implements, stepped on a roast leg of lamb or a wine bottle, or were pushed to the ground by their companions. Only a very small number of the peasants who had been violent and brutal just now were still resisting in place, and most of them began to flee in all directions. A man was wielding a hoe in the mist, but the succubus's whip wrapped around his neck and strangled his neck. Xu Changqing brandished the Yellow Spring Moon and rushed into the crowd. Men, women, young people throwing stones, whoever they are, are cut off when they meet. No one could confront him in the double cloaking of fog and darkness.

"Don't run!" Xu Changqing heard a farmer in Zhitian Village shouting. It was the aunt with the green onion, wielding her pitchfork. "He's only one man! Let's go up together and stab him to death! All in one! She cried out, "I stabbed a demon hunter to death with this pitchfork, and I can stab this monster to death!" ”

The succubus Nobuta shoots a ball of acid into her mouth. The white smoke was steaming, and she immediately covered her mouth and screamed. Seeing this tragic situation, the peasants around her scattered in a hurry. The aunt crawled to the abandoned wooden platform, her blood painted in a red ribbon behind her. Koharu, who was tied to the wooden platform, lowered his head and smirked at her: "Another one to die for, haha, another one." ”

Run, cry, your fate is sealed from the time the moon of the Yellow Springs is unsheathed.

"No mercy!" Xu Changqing chased after every fleeing farmer, and the dark blades flew like gray snow. Every swing of a knife is accompanied by a life. "Get on your knees! Throw away your weapons! Get down on your knees! Some of the peasants knelt down in obedience and bowed their heads deeply. He abandoned them for the time being, first cutting down everyone who dared to flee, and then turning back and cutting off their heads one by one. The frightened peasants knelt on the spot, and even though they knew that they would be beheaded in the next second, none of them dared to escape.

"Spare your life!" They wept bitterly and pleaded. However, his answer was always "No mercy!" ”

Crying, begging and dying, the only street in Zhitian Village is bleeding and flames.

Carrying the moon of the Yellow Spring, Xu Changqing ascended the winding mountain road and advanced towards the Kuwata Shrine on the heights.

After walking for a while, I stood on the mountain road and looked back. Jitian Village has shrunk into a small bright spot, nestled on the edge of the moon-shaped Wind Lotus Lake, like a small firefly. Looking up, on the high cliff of Kuwata Shrine, a light like a bean, calm is almost abnormal. Could it be that the presiding officer of the shrine hasn't noticed that something is wrong with the village? He pondered, his feet on the next step.

When the moon rose above the treetops, Xu Changqing was already standing in front of the torii gate of Kuwata Shrine.

Two rows of stone lanterns are neatly arranged in front of Shinto, with candles swaying. It's very quiet in the shrine, and it doesn't look like it's anyone. But there was an oil lamp shining brightly in the middle house. A figure was reflected in the paper window, seemingly reading a book at the desk.

Intuitively, Xu Changqing felt that there must be something wrong with this shrine. It's a pity that the banshee Kuroki is so badly injured that she can't summon it now. Her stealth detection ability, now he really misses it very much.

I had to break in. Xu Changqing walked along the Shinto path and walked into the shrine step by step. The stone lantern seemed to sense his footsteps, and as soon as it passed, it was extinguished. This is clearly a signal. The people in the shrine wanted to hint at themselves: I knew you were coming.

Is this a challenge book? A smile appeared at the corner of Xu Changqing's mouth: The person who presides over this shrine is really a person who pays attention to style.

Since he was discovered, he didn't hide and hid, and went directly to knock on the door. "Anyone?" He knocked at the door.

No one answered, but the door slid open.

On the tatami mat, a personable middle-aged white man sits upright. He was dressed in the full suit of the abbot of the shrine, with a wide robe and large sleeves, which did not match the style of painting that face.

The white man smiled and motioned for Xu Changqing to enter the house. "Hello, young and powerful Chosen One, please come in," he bowed his head in accordance with Fuso's etiquette, "Introduce yourself." My name is Joshua Bright, and I used to be a pastor. ”

At that moment, even if the white man said that he was Washington, Xu Changqing would not be more surprised. "You're the Rev. Joshua Bright?" As he entered the room, he asked, "I've been to your church in Tobetsu Town." I met your assistant, Pastor Amakusa Tokima Trainee. ”

"Oh, do you mean Yakushiji Toshihiko?" Bright smiled casually, "The real Amakusa should be dead." It was me and Yakushiji who buried him. ”

Xu Changqing immediately remembered the corpse under the bed in the side room in the backyard of the small church. "It was supposed to be a white man," he accused, "and the hair was dark blonde." ”

"It's really white, and Amakusa is really the name he gave when he came to Japan."

"Why kill him?"

"In order to hide their whereabouts. The bulletin board at the Blue Bird Bar is so efficient. Wave after wave of would-be guards found in Enbetsu Town, and it was really unbearable. ”

"Isn't the escort you're looking for?"

"But it's not needed anymore. Previously, it was to deal with the abbot of Kuwata Shrine. He has two brushes. I'm not sure," Bright smiled happily, "More than a month ago, an expedition team came to Zhitian Village. From which I found several allies. Gotta kudos, they're amazing. Together, we took down the abbot. Naturally, this Kuwata Shrine also belonged to me. ”

Xu Changqing thought for a moment. "It sounds like a long story," he said, "but looking at the way you look, it seems like you're desperate to share it with someone." Speak, I'm listening. ”

"Yes, you're a man who has a good grasp of other people's feelings," Bright complimented, and then began, "about twenty years ago, when I was sent to Enbetsu as a trainee pastor......"

Twenty years ago, Bright was a young probationary pastor. He was an ardent missionary, and he refused to skip even a remote mountain village like Zhitian Village. But he really didn't estimate how devout the people of the village were to the belief in Kuwata Damyojin. Not only did he fail in his mission, but he was beaten up and almost died. When he was about to burp, it was the innkeeper's kind daughter, Misato, who saved him. Wait for him to recuperate from his wounds until he recovers.

"Huh?" Xu Changqing was really surprised this time, "So, Xiaochun and Xiaoxia are your daughters?" ”

"That's right."

"Misato is dead, Koharu is crazy, and the inn is being taken over by a man named Yoshizo, don't you know this?"

"Know," Bright said, "these are necessary prices." ”

"Killing the people of the expedition and destroying the inn, you let those villagers do it?" Xu Changqing showed a confused expression, "Tiger poison still doesn't eat children, I really can't understand your foreigners' thoughts." ”