I'm a Hokage in Tokyo

"Outsiders, don't you think about staying on Penglai Island? The old man can decide to let you stay in the village. That Kunlun slave is fine."

In the early morning of the next day, Hirota Turio and his party were being entertained by the old village head in a relatively spacious mud-tiled house.

After arriving at the village last night, the militiamen notified the old village head, and when the old village head arrived, he let them go without embarrassing them.

The village is a small country with few people, few outsiders, and naturally no inns and hotels. Fortunately, the residence of the old village head is also used as a place for the villagers to discuss matters on weekdays, and there is enough space for several people to lay a floor.

The sun rose and the sun went in, and the sky was getting brighter. The old village head arranged for his granddaughter to prepare breakfast for them.

The main food is a bowl of brown rice, a piece of grilled fish, a few slices of salted radish and a bowl of wild vegetable tofu miso soup.

After running around for a long time, Hirota Tulio and the others were also very hungry and devoured them one by one.

"Tulio, what is the old gentleman talking about?"

The black Antonio no longer disliked the strange taste of miso, grabbed the rice with his hands, sipped wild vegetable tofu miso soup, and asked vaguely.

"Uh, the old village chief asked us if we wanted to stay. He also said that you are very strong and must be suitable for farm work."

Hirota Turio showed a bit of embarrassment on his face, and said something casually.

"Of course, I'm a good hand at work."

The black Antonio grinned innocently.

"Thank you for your hospitality, old village head, the taste is very good."

After the village chief's granddaughter finished packing the tableware, Hirota Turio put his hands together and thanked politely.

"It's nothing, these are just three meals a day in the village. Thanks to the blessing of Miko-sama, the weather is good and the crops are plentiful."

The old village chief twirled his beard quite contentedly, and said with a smile:

"If you don't have enough to eat, the old man will ask someone to give you another pot of rice. When the old man was young, there was a stranger in the village. According to him, you can only eat rice during the festivals outside the island, right?"

"You're too polite, so don't bother."

Hirota Turio politely declined, saying that this breakfast is so-so for modern people, if it is not hungry, it will not be so sweet.

"Old village chief, you said there are other visitors from outside the island in the village, so where is he now? Can we meet him?" Someone asked impatiently.

The old village chief blinked his eyes, showing nostalgia, thought for a while, then shook his head and said, "It all happened a long, long time ago. That person died two hundred years ago."

"Did something happen?" the long-haired woman interjected.

"It's the end of life."

The old village head looked at her in surprise, and said, "Before the old man was born, that foreigner had lived in the village for more than a hundred years."

"That's right."

So was the last outlander from the Edo period?

Hirota Turio and the others looked at each other. Although he had heard about it from Miss Yuhuo, there was unconcealed surprise in his eyes.

Ordinary people can easily live past the centenary mark when they come to Penglai.

It really deserves to be the legendary Cave Heaven and Paradise and Overseas Fairy Mountain!

"How about it, do you want to stay in the village? It's better to make a decision as soon as possible."

The old village head asked again.

Hirota Turio turned his head and chatted with the other four in a low voice for a while. Except for the foreign woman who was a little moved, the others did not hesitate for too long.

Although it may be possible to live for dozens or hundreds of years longer on Penglai Island, the productivity of this village is more developed than that of the medieval society, and there is no need to worry about food and clothing, but the temptation of modern people in this medieval society without the convenience of modern civilization and men farming and women weaving is nothing. Big discount.

They are not the ordinary people in the Edo period who can only rely on big roots to satisfy their hunger all year round, and they are satisfied with rice.

In particular, Hirota Turio and his group are all young people in their 20s and 30s, and they are not alone.

Maybe they will regret missing this opportunity when they are dying and lying on the hospital bed.

"Is that so? It's a pity. But it's wise to make a decision early." The old village chief sighed and said nothing more.

"Village Chief, I heard that foreigners who have come to Penglai for more than twelve hours can never go back, is that right?"

The young man asked coldly.

"It seems that there is such a thing, but it's been too long since no outsider came, and I really can't remember if you don't tell me."

The old village chief slapped his head, looking suddenly enlightened.

"Penglai Island's location is constantly changing, and it is not connected to the outside world. Even if you go out to sea by boat, you can only circle around the waters around Penglai Island. Only Miko-sama can come and go freely."

"Old village chief, please take us to the witch immediately."

Hirota Turio looked at his watch, and calculated the time it took them to disembark from the passenger ship. It was less than 10 hours before the day would be full, he couldn't help urging anxiously.

"Miko-sama doesn't live in the village."

Hirota Turio was stunned for a moment.

The old village chief walked out of the gate with a walking stick and came to the entrance of the village, followed by Guangtian Tulio and his group.

The old village head pointed to the endless primeval forest in the distance with his crutches, a mountain surrounded by spiritual mist, the most beautiful and imposing mountain.

"Master Miko usually practices on the highest mountain in the center of Penglai, and only occasionally comes to the village."

The old village chief said unhurriedly.

"It takes two hours to walk from the village to Lingfeng, and half an hour to climb from the steps at the foot of the mountain to the shrine on the top of the mountain. You must hurry up."

"Old village head, can you help us find a guide?"

Hirota Turio pleaded with a shy face. It is somewhat embarrassing to ask others to help people who eat others and live in others.

"This old man can't help."

Unexpectedly, the old village head, who has always been easy to talk to, refused.

"Old village chief, we won't ask the villagers for help in vain! We still have some external items on us. Although they are not very valuable, they are somewhat useful."

Immediately, Hirota Turio became impatient, took off the mechanical watch from his wrist, and was about to stuff it into the village chief's hand.

"No, no! This old man didn't mean that."

The old village head waved his hand to refuse, he coughed and said righteously:

"There are monsters on Penglai Island! Although they are afraid of the enchantment that the Miko-sama has set up around the village, especially during the day, they will not appear outside the forest, but it is hard to say in the depths of the sea of ​​trees."

The old village chief, who was leaning on crutches, had a serious expression on his face.

"Only during the Chinese New Year, under the escort of the Miko, the people in the village dare to pay homage to the shrine on the mountain. On weekdays, they would never dare to step into the depths of the sea of ​​trees, after all, it is too dangerous. We humans do not It may be the opponent of the monster."

Hearing what the village chief said, everyone's expressions were extremely ugly.

hateful!

It has come to this point, is it really necessary to be trapped on Penglai Island and spend the next hundred years in this small village?

Seeing the old village head's expression as if he was facing a big enemy, it is obviously impossible for the old village head to arrange for the villagers to escort them into the mountain.

"It doesn't mean that you will definitely encounter monsters. If you are lucky, you may be able to reach the shrine without any danger."

That's what I said, but Hirota Turio and the others are so foolish to rush in like this, not to mention the risk of getting lost, if they really encounter monsters, it is not self-destruction.

"Wait, old village chief, you said that humans are no match for monsters, so if it's not humans..."

Hirota Turio had an idea and said hesitantly.

"Oh, you mean fishing fire, right?"

Although the old village chief was old, he was mature and mature, and he immediately understood what Hirota Tulio was saying, and nodded slightly.

"If it's her, maybe there's a way. Yuhuo will sometimes come to the village with medicinal herbs from the depths of the sea of ​​trees to exchange daily necessities. The old man also turns a blind eye. The half-demon is really pitiful."

The old village chief shook his head and sighed, with an inexplicable and complicated meaning in his tone.

From the tone of the old village chief, it seems that he has less prejudice against Miss Yuhuo than ordinary villagers.

Guangtian Tulio's expression changed, but he also knew that now was not the time to delve into it. They were in danger of protecting themselves, and they couldn't care less about helping Miss Yuhuo to fight for the human rights of the village.

"The situation is like this now, let's decide by voting. Should we stay in the village forever like this, or ask Miss Yuhuo to lead the way?"

After some votes, a group of young people were still unwilling to end up on Penglai Island and decided to take a risk.

After bidding farewell to the village chief, several people turned back along the beach to the old site of Yuhuo.

If the old village head hadn't said with certainty that the monsters would never leave the forest during the day, they might not have the courage to leave the village.

"I hope to find Miss Yuhuo, we don't have any extra time."

Hirota Turio prayed in his heart as he walked.

The area near the beach was still shrouded in mist, and the vision was not good, which cast a shadow on Hirota Turio's heart.

Miss Yuhuo's thatched hut has been destroyed by the octopus monster. If Miss Yuhuo is not there, they don't know where to look for her.

At this moment, only a melodious and moving singing voice was heard, curling up on the sea:

"Father once said that the hand of the monster is the hand of protection—"

"Mother once said that human hands are nurturing hands—"

"Put your hands together and open the door—"

"You will become the light, protect the child, protect him—"

The singing rose higher and higher, and the sincerity was sobbing, which made Hirota Turio feel a burst of sadness and lost his mind for a while.

"Fishing fire!"

Not only him, everyone was listening to the sound of nature, until the singing disappeared, and the foreign woman shouted in the direction of the singing.

"It's you."

The sea fog gradually dissipated, and on a reef by the sea, Yuhuo sat on it with his feet hanging down like a mermaid, with surprise on his face.

"You, sing. Wonderful! Although, it doesn't make sense."

The foreign woman applauded again and again.

"She praised you for singing well, Miss Yuhuo!"

Hirota Turio stepped forward to translate.

"Thanks."

The sound of the fishing fire was like a mosquito, and two blushes rose on his face, obviously shy.

"Is such that……"

Hirota Turio hurriedly explained his purpose, lowered his head and asked, and the others also looked at Yuhuo anxiously.

"Please, Miss Yuhuo."

Yuhuo hesitated for a moment, then nodded.

"It just so happens that I have something to go to see the Miko, so it's okay to take you with me."

"Really!?"

A group of people in Hirota Turio were overjoyed.

"Wait a minute."

The fishing fire jumped into the sea, and after a while, it resurfaced and walked to the shore.

There is also a crystal clear and gleaming jade branch in his hand.

I don't know if there is something supernatural about Miss Yuhuo, the sea water stained on her body quickly rolled down to the ground, and her whole body became refreshed and clean.

"What's this?"

Someone asked curiously.

"This is something the intruders carried. It is related to Penglai Island. I must return it to Miko."

Yuhuo said calmly.

Immediately afterwards, they found an animal skin bag from the ruins of the thatched hut, and put the Penglai jade branch in it.

But even so, there is still a glimmer of light leaking from the animal skin, and the fishing fire can only be tied up with thatch.

"Penglai Jade Branch..."

Behind Yu Huo, the couple exchanged glances, and a trace of greed flashed across their eyes.

"I know the path leading to the shrine in the sea of ​​trees, and the place where every monster inhabits on the road. I can also send away ordinary beasts or little monsters."

After tying up the things, Yuhuo carried them on his back, and repeatedly told the group of Guangtian Tulio:

"If there are no accidents, the sun will reach the foot of the mountain at noon. But you can't be careless, you must obey my orders and act carefully."

"Yes, Miss Yuhuo!"

"Understood!"

Seeing that Hirota Turio and his party had come to their senses, Yuhuo nodded and led them towards the woods.

The path is covered by bushes, and there are deep and dense forests on both sides. It is like a sightseeing path in a famous scenic spot. The scenery is exceptionally outstanding, and the beauty is almost suffocating.

But when they thought of the threat lurking in the sea of ​​trees, they walked on thin ice with trepidation.

"No problem, don't be nervous, it's still outside the sea of ​​trees. Near the village, there are no monsters who would be so ignorant to build a nest near here."

Yuhuo calmed everyone's emotions while looking around vigilantly.

After walking for about half an hour, a big jagged tree with the thickness of several people hugging appeared in front of him, and Yuhuo became serious, and whispered:

"Now we are about to enter the inner forest. There is a three-eyed fox living in a tree hole here. Be careful, everyone."

All of them held their breath and focused, tiptoeing, not even daring to breathe, and even so nervous that they couldn't even walk with their hands and feet.

"Don't be so scared, that fox demon is just a little monster, I can drive it away..."

At this moment, a huge colorful snake head protruded from the hole of the big tree, with a fluffy white tail hanging from the corner of its mouth.

"Giant snake?"

Yuhuo was a little dazed and at a loss.

Because she had never seen this monster in Penglai for three hundred years.