Chapter 47 - To You Four Hundred Years Later

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Wow——

The wind brought heavy rain.

"Found it!" The man raised his head happily and looked to the other side of the cliff.

Without time to pause, the man quickly glanced around and judged the shortest route to the flowers.

He resolutely raised his foot and stepped on the side of the cliff, a narrow stone crevice protruding from the cliff.

Boom!

Under the pressure, the rocks collapsed and rolled down the cliff.

After a long time, the sound of stones hitting the bottom was heard.

The man didn't look back. He took a deep breath, slowly pressed against the cliff, and moved sideways in the direction of the herbs.

"ah…!"

After approaching the yellow flowers that were messy in the rain, he stretched out his hand and tried to reach forward.

"...It's out of reach...!" The man clung to the mountain wall, and the gravel under his feet had faint signs of crumbling under the influence of pressure and rain.

After hearing the cracking sound of rocks under my feet.

His heart skipped a beat and he stood up on his hind legs.

He stretched out his hand and thrust forward.

Snapped!

A cluster of yellow flowers was caught directly in the hand.

Got it!

His crimson eyes lit up with joy.

But the next moment.

Boom!

The stone under his feet was overwhelmed and completely shattered at the last moment, and the man suddenly stepped on the air.

"Ho! Hoaaah!!"

As his center of gravity tilted, he was about to lose balance and fall down the cliff.

He subconsciously glanced at the bottom of the cliff.

Thoughts quicken.

You will die. If you fall from this height, you will definitely die.

At the moment of falling, the man had no regrets or regrets in his heart.

He just stared at the flowers in his hands with his eyes widened and his teeth gritted.

Then he tightened his grip and held it in his hand.

No Ichiro, Ichiro!

Anyone can go out quickly.

——Find me and bring the herbs back.

The man sincerely hopes that the flowers he picked from the cliff can become the key to healing his wife.

At this time.

not far away.

At the bottom of the cliff.

Snapped!

The figure with purple and black snake patterns stepped on the ground with one foot, stepping on the water splash, and the raindrops splashed.

Tighten your calves to gain strength.

Whoosh——

The rain all over his body trembled momentarily, leaving a shallow outline of raindrops on the spot.

The figure carried the breeze and rushed towards the man who was falling into the air!

boom!

As the sound of stamping on the ground was heard, the figure rose into the air.

In mid-air, he jumped up and grabbed the man's back collar.

Creak...!

The bamboo hat fell off and fluttered in the wind in the rain.

"ah?!"

When the man was stunned and unable to react, he was pulled by a huge force and pulled directly back to the cliff.

"Ah——!!" In the weightless mid-air, the man yelled subconsciously.

Although she didn't know what was going on, the yellow flower she clenched tightly in her hand never let go.

boom!

He was left on the muddy ground mixed with rainwater.

"...It hurts so much!"

The man struggled and sat up. He grinned in pain and touched his lower back.

Afterwards, he reacted and immediately looked at the yellow flower in his hand, then raised his head and looked forward.

ahead.

A tall figure with purple and black snake-patterned feathers stood there.

He was condescending, looking down at him.

The dim sky made the light very dim, and the rain kept hitting the man's face, making it difficult for him to see the other person's appearance.

--What?

--what happens? !

The man looked around and found that he was already on the road he had just come from, and beneath him were the muddy footprints he had just stepped on.

saved!

I just felt dazed for a moment, and then I came to the ground!

Although it is not clear how the other party rescued him.

He calmed down slightly.

But there was something more important in his heart at the moment:

"That, that!"

He raised his head and supported his body with his hands from behind. Seeing that the other party had no intention of speaking, he trembled because of the cold and said:

"Thank you for your help, I am deeply grateful!"

He raised the flowers that were beaten by the rain in his hands:

"I need to go home quickly now."

"My wife is waiting at home for me to bring something back!"

After saying that, he shut his mouth and waited.

But there was no answer.

Seeing this, he swallowed a mouthful of rainwater, suppressed the dryness of his tongue, and shouted to the man in the rain curtain:

"If you don't mind it!"

"Please, please come with me!"

"A humble house can provide shelter from the rain!"

Just after he said these words.

The figure opposite seemed to feel something, and he suddenly raised his head:

"you…"

In an instant, the man felt a thorn in his back, a chill running up his spine from behind, and the hair on his back suddenly rose.

The voice with a special meaning and a long tone sounded:

"What is your name…?"

name?

The man was shuddered by the sudden strange feeling. He looked around subconsciously, and then answered:

"...Tokitou."

"…Only Lang."

The words just fell.

Rumble——! !

In the dark red sky, a thunder exploded, instantly lighting up the dim surrounding environment.

At the same time, it also illuminated the purple-black figure in front of Yilang.

Tokitou Yuichiro leaned back, rested his hands on the ground, and looked into his crimson eyes.

He took advantage of that moment of light.

See clearly, it's on the face of the person opposite.

Those six eyes almost fill the entire face!

"!!" Weiyi Lang's pupils shrank suddenly, he subconsciously leaned back, faced Hei Shimo, put his hands behind his back, and shouted in surprise:

"ah!!"

But the next moment, he reacted and his face was full of apology:

"Hug, sorry!"

As Weiyi Lang said, he stood up slowly, his clothes were covered with mud. He cautiously nodded apologetically and said:

"...I was not scared by you."

He stretched out his hand and scratched his face, his eyes darting around as if he was quickly looking for a reason:

"Actually, I'm afraid of thunder..."

As if he had found some ingenious reason, Wei Yilang clapped his hands and left the case:

"Yes! I have been afraid of thunder since I was a child. I'm sorry to make you laugh..."

As he said that, Wei Yilang took a closer look at Hei Shimo's appearance.

After seeing that those six eyes really existed, Weiyilang still felt a little scared.

At the same time, a feeling of sympathy arose in my heart.

——Is it a birth deformity?

He has seen deformed children, and it often happens that they are not welcomed because of their appearance.

From the perspective of Tokito Yuiro, who has never seen a ghost, this may be the case with Hei Shimo.

But Hei Shimo, who was thinking about it, inexplicably felt the emotion called "sympathy" from Wei Yilang.

"?" Hei Shimou was startled, his expression a little confused.

If he had faced it, he might have chosen to kill the man in front of him with one knife.

but now.

"Sorry, please come with me quickly, you will get sick if you stay out in the rain for a long time!"

Tokito Yuirou turned around, shouted to Hei Shimo, and left quickly along the way he came.

Hei Shimo watched the back of Tokito Yuirou leaving.

Tokitou...what?

Jiguo's surname has disappeared.

Yes, four hundred years have passed.

He was thinking this in his mind, not paying attention to Weiyi Lang's sympathy for him just now.

Then, strolling followed the footsteps of Weiyi Lang and left slowly.