After listening to Imadegawa's speech, the faces of all the Imadegawa clansmen sitting down also calmed down, and some of the clansmen who looked a little younger also showed their yearning for what Imadegawa said.

"My grandson is right," the old head of the family coughed lightly, and his voice reverted to that cold timbre, "The Kyoto Great Youkai Feather Fox, who has a similar way of survival to our Imadegawa family, is the biggest enemy of our Imadegawa family, and similarly, if the Feather Fox finds an opportunity, she will ruin our Imadegawa family at any time." ”

"In this way, in order to protect ourselves under the hostility of the feathered fox, and also for the future of the Imadegawa family, we must win the jade of the four souls."

The old head of the family is like the voice of the night owl that echoes over the cemetery at night, echoing in the dim main hall, with this family meeting going on, the time at this time has also entered the evening from the afternoon, and the remaining light has disappeared in the dim main hall, and the deep darkness completely covers the clansmen of the Imadegawa family, but no one got up to light the illuminated candlestick, just let the light disappear, and the darkness hit.

It's as if they were born from the dark.

On the other side, Kyoto's market town.

The Muromachi shogunate's repeated taxation of residents inside and outside Kyoto, as well as the war that lasted for nearly 50 years, left the whole of Kyoto Heian Kyoto in a dilapidated state, and some parts of Kyoto were even in ruins.

The inhabitants of this area are called "townspeople" or "townspeople", and these towns are also managed by these "townspeople" themselves, and although these towns have always been an important place for the shogunate to increase temporary taxes, such towns have maintained their basic vitality, and they are the only places in Heiankyo where people can feel alive in the ruined and war-torn Heiankyo.

Seeing this street that still looks dilapidated and old, but has the breath of people, although the look of the bellflower still seems to be cold, Shang Yang can also detect it, and her mood is also much better because of the preservation of this street.

In order to facilitate the caravans from various places in Kyoto, many traders contributed money to build many wooden houses that had been dilapidated due to the war into convenient post houses, and started a business of staying for the caravans and horses.

I found a slightly old post house made of wood and covered with sun-dried straw on the roof, although in this kind of place, the enjoyment of high is not to be expected, but such a small post house also has its advantages, that is, quiet.

Whether it is bellflower or merchant sheep, they prefer a quiet environment, and the old and disrepair of the post house is not a problem worth caring about for bellflower and merchant sheep.

After taking some time to find a place to stay, the owner brought simple rice balls and miso soup, and after spending some time eating, it was almost evening, and the evening sun stayed on the sparse dirt roads of the town, and both the horse caravan of merchants and the townspeople who were trading settled in the post house or returned to their own wooden houses.

The level of security at night in Kyoto is not much different from that in the mountains and forests where bandits roam, except for the shogunate palace in Muromachi, Kyoto, and the palace where the current gods and gods live (imperial families), thieves can appear anywhere in Kyoto, and even the mansions of ministers and nobles who once controlled the government but now only decorate the façade of the Kyoto Imperial Court may be visited by daring thieves.

Late at night.

The half-moon in the night sky was hazy and extremely bleak, and the dilapidated Kyoto became even more gloomy and cold, with a whistling cold wind blowing from time to time, and there was hardly any light in the whole of Kyoto, all of which were shrouded in darkness, except for a few rooms in the Imperial Palace and the Shogunate Palace, which were lit by the lights used by the guards of the palace and the shogunate to keep vigil.

In a guest room in the post house, on the old floor table that was missing a corner, a lamp that was about to run out of oil was dim and pitiful, which could only bring a little dim light to the surroundings of the square table, and on the side, the pure white kimono witch was lying on the table, pilllowing her arm, slightly facing the side, gently closing her eyes, breathing evenly, and her beautiful sleeping face was cold and quiet. A quaint wooden bow was also placed beside her.

However, it was at this moment that the dim lamp, which was still struggling to burn, was poked out from other directions, and the two fingers of the slender food were gently extinguished, and the last glimmer of light in the room disappeared with it.

Casually extinguished the oil lamp, glanced at the bellflower who was asleep leaning on the square table, and glanced at the wooden bow beside the bellflower, and the merchant sheep who appeared at some point couldn't help but shake his head helplessly, the dark environment naturally would not interfere with his vision.

Take off the coat on her body, bow down, and gently cover the witch, these days are in a hurry, it seems that the bellflower is also a little tired, no matter what kind of spiritual power she has, the bellflower is still a human being, the last time she had a high fever businessman sheep did not forget, Ming'er has to rush back to Fengzhi Village early in the morning, and it will be more troublesome if you catch a cold.

"It's all such a big person, and I still don't pay much attention to taking care of myself......" Sighing, Shang Yang shook his head lightly again, "Well, forget it, so be it." ”

After covering the bellflower, Shang Yang straightened up, exhaled a long breath again, and turned his eyes half-open, his gaze turned to the outside of the house, in the courtyard shrouded in night, and complained to himself casually.

"Wherever you go, you'll be in trouble, and it's not long before you have a good rest in the middle of the night, so you have to disturb people's sleep."

The words fell, and Shang Yang's figure also disappeared into the house abruptly. PS: This is today's update~ Anyway, the current state is basically a daily update~ Hawkers, I'm sorry I didn't change it yesterday, just like I said before, our weekly update volume is five or six chapters, and there will definitely be one or two days a week without a change, which is also something that can't be helped. (Sigh and say that some people complain that reading our books is very high, especially in the history of the 11th district...... In fact, if there is anything about this, on the one hand, we are to increase the sense of history and give everyone a sense of the spread of history and the passage of time, and on the other hand, we are actually in the black eleventh district without a trace...... Some of you probably can see it~ (laugh at the end, thank you very much for your support on the recommendation ticket~ Of course, it would be better if there was a little more...... Well, that's it~ Please recommend the ticket to support it~