The man in the column is perished, and the beginning of the treatment is not miserable

Mountainside.

In Kamado's house.

The morning sunlight filtered through the thick fog on the mountainside and fell lightly on the broken door.

My wife is kind, Kanroji Sakuracake and Kamado Tanko are sitting on the floor around the boiler in the room.

Shang Quannai stood at the door, looking at the happy scene of the family, and felt a little confused for a moment.

This is obviously abnormal... My wife Renshan's mouth twitched. He remembered that Shang Quanna had three knives with him before he went up the mountain.

And he only has two knives on him now.

Is the remaining one broken?

And any normal doctor would use a knife made from the thigh bone to remove blood stasis...

You need a knife to remove the blood stasis...I see, thank you for your hard work, brother. Kamado Tanzi was a little nervous. She nodded and agreed with Shang Quanna's words.

I agree!! My wife Renshan looked at Kamado Tanzi in shock.

That's right! Shigeru! Bring the meat and go make a fire quickly. Anai is here once in a blue moon. Let's make bacon today! At this time, Kamado's father clapped his hands and called to Kamado Shigeru who was calming down. Walk towards the door.

Here we come! Father!

Kamado Shigeru looked at the knife on Shang Quanna's waist, patted his face, and followed his father's pace with the basket on his back.

Shang Quanna scratched his cheek. He looked at Kamado Tanko and her brother Kamado Shigeru, and felt a little tangled in his heart for a moment.

He didn't know whether to explain what happened just now.

In fact, he hopes that this family can live a stable life without knowing the existence of ghosts.

He continued like this, living a peaceful and happy life like ordinary people, until he died.

But it's not that... I live in fear of being killed by ghosts every day, and live in fear.

Doctor! The ghost just now... My wife Renshan was stunned for a while before she realized she wanted to ask Shang Quannai a question.

Since Shang Quannai was so anxious and he encountered ghost fragments on the road, there must be ghosts on this mountain!

At this time, Kamado Tanko also reacted. Listening to my wife's kind words, she thought of the other brother who was slumped in the corner just now. She looked at Shangquan Nai with the same confusion:

Ghost...? Kamado Tanzi tilted his head.

Shang Quannai took off the footbags on his feet and walked into the house. He also sat next to the boiler, feeling the relaxation and warmth he had not seen for a long time.

He shook his head, ignored my wife's kind and anxious expression, smiled at Kamado Tanko and explained:

It's a story. I was telling him a story about monsters just now. I haven't finished telling it yet. He was very anxious.

Snap!

With that said, Shang Quannai put a hand on the confused shoulder of my wife Renshan, and then turned away.

The eyes that were originally narrowed with a smile suddenly opened, and the scarlet pupils were staring at my wife Renshan with cold sweat on her forehead under the shadow of her hair. He asked kindly:

Right?

My wife Renshan looked at Shang Quannai's red eyes, and a chill ran up his spine. Cold sweat broke out on his forehead, and he nodded quickly:

Yes...! That's right! I can't wait to hear the follow-up!

Ganluji Sakura Cake held the hot tea on the table and looked at the two people making a fuss without saying a word.

Since Shang Quannai came back safely and was still in the mood for fun, the outcome of what happened on the mountain just now would not be bad.

At this time, Kamado Shigeru, who was standing at the door at the other end of the room, turned his head.

He looked at Shang Quannai, who was squeezing my wife Renshan's shoulders hard.

Is it a story...

Mao turned around and followed his father outside the door. He recalled the blurry scene he saw when he was unconscious.

The elder brother stood in the mountain, holding a knife in his hand, with black ashes floating under the knife.

Is it really a story?

Mao followed his father and walked down the mountain step by step.

Okay! Let's smoke the meat here! Kamado's father looked at the large open space in front of him and shouted with his hands on his hips.

Yes~ Mao agreed weakly from the side.

Father turned his head and glanced at Kamado Shigeru, who was frowning, and patted his head:

What's wrong? You look worried.

Mao didn't know if what he saw was real, or if there was something wrong with his eyes at the time.

He shook his head and pursed his lips: Nothing.

Kamado's father stopped and knelt down when he saw Shigeru looking so worried.

He looked into Mao's eyes and put his hands on his shoulders:

Mao, it's normal to have secrets, but you can't let this affect your mood.

Mao was stunned for a moment, then immediately denied it:

No, no! It's not my secret!

It's brother!

Kamado's father opened his eyes in surprise when he heard Mao call out Shangquan Nai's name, and then curiously asked:

You also know Anai's secret, what kind of secret is it?

Mao scratched his head, loosened the rattan that tied the basket around his body, and said guiltily:

I don't know... just now, when I saw my brother, he...

Kamado's father stood up, helped Kamado Shigeru remove the pine and cypress branches from his body, and then set up a shelf in place.

What's wrong with him? Kamado's father piled firewood and arranged the shelves.

Brother...he was holding the samurai sword in his hand. The ground was covered with black sticky stuff...and ashes. Mao lowered his head, trying his best to recall the scene he just saw.

But brother just told my sister that it was a story! Brother, he...

After Kamado's father heard Shigeru's description, the movements of his hands froze and his expression froze for a moment. Then he immediately put a smile on his face and comforted Shigeru:

Ah, that's Nai's own business. Since he doesn't want us to know, there's no need for us to find out.

After saying that, he turned his head and looked at Kamado Shigeru with a smile:

After all, even if there are lies and secrets between family members, they must be in good faith.

Mao nodded silently after listening to his father's words.

But thinking about what the unknown yellow-haired guy said just now, Mao felt a little nervous.

He grabbed the hem of his clothes with both hands:

But... they were discussing ghosts and stuff just now, which made me feel a little uneasy.

etc.

Masaka!

Suddenly, everything in Mao's mind suddenly became clearer. He raised his head suddenly and shouted excitedly to his father:

Could it be that! In fact, there are terrifying ghosts in the world, and my brother is a swordsman who secretly destroys ghosts. The ashes and black things are actually the corpses of ghosts...

Kamado's father shook his head, interrupting Shigeru's rich imagination:

Okay, Mao, don't think about this, come here and help.

Mao was stunned for a moment, then ran over happily and held onto the rickety bacon rack:

Father, are there really ghosts in the world? If so, what would they look like?

Father, are there really ghosts in the world? If so, what would they look like? A unique voice suddenly repeated Mao's words.

For a moment, Shigeru and Kamado's father felt a chill in their backs.

Mao, did you just say that twice? Kamado's father took a deep breath and forced himself to calm down.

No...no... Mao's voice started to tremble a little.

Then just now...

At this time, a black feather fell from above and landed in front of Kamado's father.

He squatted on the ground and picked up the feathers.

That's just now! That unique voice came from above again.

Kamado's father and Shigeru subconsciously looked above their heads!

Gah? The owner of the unique voice tilted his head and looked at the father and son.