After a while, in a village hundreds of miles away from Kaede Village.

The morning sun has climbed high in the air from the eastern horizon, exuding dazzling sunlight, sweeping away the gloom and silence on the earth, the spring breeze blows gently, and the villagers in the village are also carrying hoes in twos and threes, going down to the field to do farm work, for the farmers living in the world of the Warring States Period, even if the rice in the rice field bears more bundles of wheat ears, their lives will become a little better, and even, it may be because of the benefits of this silk, and save their lives is not necessarily.

The road that passed by the village began to see caravans of merchants passing by, and some small merchants with wagons carrying goods began to sell to the villagers who were working in the fields on both sides of the road.

Although the place where this village is located is also in the remote countryside, and it is not close to the junction of the territories between the daimyos, so in this village, and within a radius of more than ten miles of this village, there has not been a war in the Warring States period, but this does not guarantee that tomorrow, or the day after tomorrow, this will not become a place of war between the daimyo of the Warring States.

In this Warring States world, no matter whether there is war or famine, everyone has to live hard and work hard.

The Warring States Period, which has lasted for a hundred years, has long made the peasants who have worked hard and survived with difficulty numb, but even so, even if such a troubled era seems to have no end, even if in the next few decades, I don't know what will happen in my life, I endure unimaginable hardships, and the peasants and the people in the village are just trying to survive.

There is no other reason to live except to work hard.

However, it is precisely because of this that people are particularly sensitive to the news of hope, or the news that seems to be hopeful.

"Hey, did you hear that? In a village not far from our village, which is more remote than we are, and almost no one travels, it seems that a shrine maiden has recently come and stayed in that village. ”

On the path in the field, a villager in shabby clothes and carrying a hoe seemed to be a little envious, and said this to the villager next to him who was also in shabby clothes and carrying a hoe.

"What? Are you telling the truth?! When the other villager heard this, he was a little surprised, and as he walked, he seemed to ask in disbelief, "That's really strange, that village, even compared to our already very poor village, is much poorer, and their land is also very poor, almost no food can grow, why did the witch stay in that village?" ”

"I don't know about this," the villager was also very puzzled when he heard another villager's puzzled question, and still said with some envy, "I heard that the shrine maiden not only cured the sick people in that village, but also seemed to use mana to drive away the obscurity in that village, and it seems that even some monsters were expelled by that witch." ”

"Well, that's really envious of them, to be able to keep such a good shrine maiden," another villager heard him say this, and was also extremely envious, and said with some regret, "It's a pity, that village is too poor, there should be nothing to offer to the shrine maiden, but even so, the shrine maiden is still in that village, it seems that she is really a very good and kind shrine maiden, alas, it would be nice if the shrine maiden came to our village, we at least have a little corn to repay the shrine maiden." , don't be a little scared every day. ”

"That's right...... Alas, I really envy the luck of that village," Hearing another villager say this, the villager also nodded, very agreeing, but it seemed that he remembered something, and was a little scared and worried, and continued to whisper, "However, speaking of fear, have you heard, recently, something terrible seems to have happened in the house of the local lord not far from our village." ”

"Ah, I've heard about this too, it's terrible," Hearing what the villager said, the other villager also nodded a little fearfully, and said in fear, "Some time ago, the princess of the lord seemed to have died of illness, but, the terrible thing is that after the death of the princess, it seems that a monster broke into the lord's house in the middle of the night and sucked away the princess's soul. ”

"Well, you two, please wait a minute."

Just when the two villagers were a little apprehensive, suddenly, an unhurried voice sounded behind them.

"What, who?!"

The two villagers who were suddenly frightened turned around in an instant and asked loudly.

However, what caught the eyes of these two villagers was just a gray-haired man who seemed to be dressed a little strangely, but he was definitely a human youth.

"Well, don't worry, I don't mean anything, I just happened to hear the conversation between the two, and I was a little curious."

Seeing that the two villagers were a little wary, the gray-haired young man, that is, the merchant sheep who came all the way here, shrugged his shoulders indifferently and said slowly.

"So, could you please tell us more about what happened to the shrine maiden from another village, as well as the lords of the neighborhood?"

"Well, of course, in order to thank the two of you, this one will be given to the two of you."

As he spoke, Shang Yang smiled, took out a handful of things from his arms, stretched out his hand, opened it, and lay quietly in his palm were dozens of copper coins.

Not far from this village is a more remote, barren village.

Next to this village, there is a river that bypasses the village, and the shallow water flows slowly, and on the bank next to the river, the red and white weak figure, looking at the gurgling water, seems to be caught in some kind of thought.

The simple red and white witch costume, the long inky black hair of the weak witch, was tied up by white sandalwood paper, and gently floated in the slight breeze.

The weak witch standing quietly on the shore had a cold expression, but in her cold appearance, there seemed to be a trace of confusion.

"Kikyo-sama~!"

Just when some of the weak shrine maidens seemed to be caught up in some kind of memories and thoughts of their own, with a cheerful cry, a girl dressed in simple clothes for a long time ran towards the shrine maiden on the shore with a flower in one hand.

"Kikyo-sama~! Look at this! ”

Hearing the girl's cheerful voice, the cold shrine maiden also seemed to get rid of her own thoughts, and the cold expression that was originally a little close to cold quickly disappeared from her beautiful face.

Turning around, looking at the girl who was running towards him happily, the bellflower also showed a faint, but soft chuckle that seemed to melt the ice and snow, slowly leaned down, raised her fair right hand, gently rubbed the bangs of the girl who ran to her, and said softly.

"Slow down, Saya, what is this~?"

While asking softly, Kikyo also took the grass with white flowers from the girl's hand and looked at it carefully.

"I found this~! Now, Kikyo-sama, this is the herb you mentioned, right? ”

It seems that she wants to praise her favorite bellflower sister in front of her, and the girl is very proud and said happily.

"Well, it's really, this is very effective for healing wounds after injury, as well as reducing swelling," Seeing the girl's smug appearance, Kikyo who naturally understood what the girl was looking forward to, smiled softly and praised, "Xiaoya did a good job." ”

"Hee-hee~" was praised by her favorite bellflower sister as she wished, and the girl laughed happily, a little embarrassed, "It's all taught to me by Lord Kikyo, so I can recognize it." ”

"Na, Kikyo-sama~! What about me? Seeing that this girl was praised by the gently chuckling Kikyo, the other girl also eagerly ran to Kikyo's side, and as if showing off, she held up a small grass with flowers in her hand to Kikyo, "What am I?" ”

The child's actions seemed to have lit the fuse of the three or four children next to him, and the remaining three or four children also trotted to Kikyo's side, raising the herbs they had picked in their hands like offering treasures, and scrambling to ask the gently smiling Kikyo what kind of herbs they had in their hands.

Seeing the appearance of the children, Kikyo, who still showed a soft smile, also told them one by one the medicinal effects of the herbs in the children's hands.

And at the same time, behind a large tree in the woods not far from the river.

Two monks in robes and hats are quietly and solemnly staring at the shore, surrounded by children, looking a little weak, but with a warm soft smile.

"Master, is that witch-sama really a demon?"

Looking at the shrine maiden with a soft smile on the shore, the disciple with the bamboo basket on his back asked the old monk next to him very suspiciously.

"It doesn't seem like a good idea...... In my opinion, she's just an ordinary person like us. ”

"That's because your cultivation isn't enough."

Quietly refuted the disciple, the old monk with a Zen staff, staring solemnly at the beautiful witch who was identifying the herbs to the children, although he was not sure what was going on with this witch, but the old monk who had practiced for many years was also keenly aware that the beautiful witch who was now smiling gently was surrounded by something cold, and it was by no means human......

PS: Today's update, well, sorry, it's a little late, mainly because today's chapter is a 3000+ chapter, plus I haven't written the role of Lord Kikyo for a while, so some places have been revised once or twice, wasting some time.

It'll be updated a little earlier tomorrow.,Let's rest~.