"Ah, it's Mr. Higashijima, you're safe too, great, please go to the national school quickly, the government has ordered that veterans like you be requisitioned to deal with this disaster, and like you, you can get two national relief payments."

"Hey, at this age, what else can I help."

"Mr. Higashijima, you are literate, and you are just in charge of the distribution of disaster relief materials and the registration of national losses."

"Hey, well, for the sake of Dongying, for the sake of the country, long live Dongying! Onboard! ”

"For Dongying, for the country, long live Dongying, onboard!"

……

It was noon, but the whole sky was blowing in the ashes under the strong wind, and the city after the heavy rain was even more gloomy, and the sadness, fear, and resentment of the surviving people, as well as the creatures that died in the sea of fire, and the charred corpses that had not had time to be disposed of, all made the city seem to enter the twilight.

The air began to be filled with yin qi, death qi, ghost qi, and resentment that mortals could not detect, and in the undetectable vision of mortals, countless resentful spirits and ghosts that died in vain were wandering.

Dongdao Yuanhai saw it, and he saw these undead because of his encounter last night, that little bit, like fireflies, and like ghost fire, miserable, vague, disillusioned ghosts......

"This is war, the most ridiculous cannibalism of mortals...... Wang Daoyi walked coldly among these ruins, and threw out black papers, some of which also fell in the ruins that were not extinguished, and the strange thing was that those sparks pounced on them and disappeared in an instant.

Silk, wisps of these dead air. Yin, ghostly, resentful. They are all swallowed up by these papers, as if they are purifying the gloom in the city.

Someone found out about his actions, but where did the people who survived the catastrophe have the heart to pay attention to this? Until someone discovered the strangeness of these black papers, Wang Daoyi had already disappeared.

There is also a peculiarity about this black paper, and some people can't see it. Some people can see it, some people can pick it up when they see it, and some people pick it up. But it is like a flower and a moon, and it disappears at the touch of it, as if it does not exist at all, yes. Because Wang Daoyi put a ban on these black papers. Only people with a special will, a strong spirit, a strong soul, or a strong obsession can see and pick up this piece of paper.

Among the nearly 100 people yesterday, only Higashijima Sonono and a few people picked up the black paper, and only Higashijima Sonono was able to pawn it. It can be seen that even if only demons and demons provide the opportunity to pawn souls, it is not something that mortals want to want.

Mortals. The holy one can be admired by Wang Daoyi, but the humble one can't even grasp all the pawns provided by Wang Daoyi and the opportunity to change his fate, he is really a great and small creature.

Yesterday, there were nearly 100 people who were lucky enough to see the opening of the infinite pawn shop, and after today, only Higashijima Sonono and the few people who picked up the black paper were still alive, yes, because Higashijima Sonono pawned his own safety to his son, and pawned his life in exchange for his own safety, so he was originally destined to die in this air raid, and his son who died in the naval battle, all survived because of the change of fate.

Soon it was night, the people who survived fell asleep with sadness, and in the ruined Kobe realm, some demons and gods appeared, some special humans in Kobe City, Dongying human cultivators wearing various strange Taoist clothes, onmyoji, witch zhu, temple zhu, and Dongying monks, all discovered this, and in all corners, began to cast spells to purify the dead qi, ghost qi, and resentment everywhere.

"It's the mages, it's the mages who are overliving the souls."

"Mage, Mage, please overtake my family and let him rest in peace underground."

"Master, mercy, master, mercy."

The surviving people gathered around one after another to thank these special human beings, and they were also in awe, because they knew that these people had special abilities and could communicate with ghosts and gods, and transcend the undead.

"It's strange, it seems that some high-ranking person has purified the dead qi and resentment here in advance." An old man dressed as an onmyoji, about fifty years old, was holding a soul lamp in his hand, casting spells and chanting spells at the same time, feeling that something was wrong with the situation. He shared the idea with the others, and soon the special humans gathered together to discuss the matter.

The doubts of these Yin Yang Mages, monks, Temple Zhu, Mages and others did not last long, and soon a surviving person on the side told them.

"Yes, it's a young man who looks like a Central Plainsman, and as he walks, he sprinkles some black paper, and then we all feel that the surroundings are not so cold."

"Yes, the black paper is so strange, some people can see it, some people can't see it, some people pick it up, some people pick it up. By the way, this little guy is going to pick up one. ”

Sakai Xiong, a fifteen-year-old half-grown child, not tall, even a little thin, with jet-black ashes on his face, he supported his grandmother and looked at these yin and yang mages and monks in front of him.

His father died on the battlefield two years ago, his mother died of illness half a year ago, and today, his home is also ruined, leaving him and his grandmother to live together.

"Xiaoxiong, listen to grandma, and show that piece of paper to the mage." Sakai Xiong's grandmother is a believer, and the monks have the most respect for these yin and yang mages, and at this time, seeing the looks of the mages, it seems that they want to see the black paper, so they persuade their grandson like this.

"Grandma, I, this is what I picked up, I don't want to give it to others." Yuo Sakai clutched the paper on his chest, and he didn't know that he didn't want to give this black piece of paper to anyone else.

At this time, a white-haired old Yin-Yang mage came over and said softly: "Child, show me, I'll take a look, and I'll give it back to you, okay." ”

"Xiaoxiong, listen to grandma, just show the mage."

Sakai Xiong was advised by his grandmother, who loved him the most, and couldn't help but listen, walked up to the old Yin Yang mage, handed over the black paper in his arms reluctantly: "Master, after reading it, you must return it to me." ”

The old Yin Yang mage stretched out his hand and took the black paper, looked at it carefully, felt something, and his expression changed: "Ah, this, this, which great god's handwriting, this, this, can you really pawn everything?" This ......"

"Give it back!" Sakai Xiong suddenly took back the black paper from the old Yin-Yang Mage's hand, and stuffed it back into his arms as a treasure, the reaction of the old Yin-Yang Mage proved that what was said on the paper was true, Sakai Yu's fifteen-year-old heart began to tremble, can he really pawn everything? That way, my grandmother and I will no longer have to suffer, and my grandmother and I will definitely be able to eat enough, and I will definitely be able to go to school again. (To be continued.) )