dead child, ghost carrying coffin

Tonight, at the Iya Shrine in Matsue City, Shimane Prefecture, Japan, two special "guests" were welcomed.

The first one is a boy with curly hair, a green qin floating in front of him, and eight swords floating behind him.

Young but mature, he is full of majesty and solemnity when he walks like a dragon and a tiger.

Behind the boy, followed by a young man in white.

The young man had handsome features, and a golden folding fan floated behind his head.

Although he intentionally lags behind the young man by half a stature to show the distinction of superiority and inferiority, his calm demeanor is rare in ancient and modern times.

That's right, these two people are Hua Jiunan, Emperor Tingmeng, and Chang Huaiyuan, Dragon Lord of the Northern Kingdom.

Seeing the wooden sign "Thank you behind closed doors" hanging in front of the Yiye Shrine from afar, Hua Jiu couldn't help but laugh.

"Brother Chang, it seems that we are not welcome here."

Hearing this sentence, Lord Long of the Northern Kingdom automatically ignored the last word and changed it into "I am not welcome".

Then he let out a cold snort, and two golden lights shot out from his eyes, hitting the wooden sign, and the wooden sign shattered.

"Mr. Xiao is king in Jiangshan, how can he dare to say the word 'not welcome'!"

With the shattering of the wooden sign, a faint sigh came from the Iya Shrine.

Immediately, the old wooden door was slowly opened, and a group of "people" wearing traditional costumes of the island country walked out.

The leader is a middle-aged beautiful woman in a white kimono with pink cherry blossoms, surrounded by colorful butterflies and wild geese.

Every time a footstep hits the ground, the surrounding vitality becomes stronger.

It is the god of life in Dongying, the Lord of the Age, and one of the four pillar gods enshrined in Yiye Shrine.

The Era Lord led all the "people" behind him to kneel respectfully on both sides of the road, shouting loudly.

"The gods of Dongying pay their respects to the royal family from the central world. Please take care of us when we meet for the first time."

Hua Jiunan didn't speak, but walked straight towards the inside of Yiye Shrine.

That looks like a son-in-law who is studying in his backyard.

Seeing this, Chang Huaiyuan naturally followed slowly, evaluating the surrounding environment.

"Little Mister, although the creatures here are contemptible, the scenery is not bad."

"If you have free time later, you can order someone to build a palace so that..."

Before Chang Huaiyuan finished speaking, one of the people who came out to "greet" the Lord of the Age suddenly let out an angry roar.

"Baga, Lu! We welcome you with such an attitude, why are you so arrogant!"

"Do you really think this is your Middle Earth?!"

Even though he was abused, Hua Jiunan still didn't look back, and continued to walk forward on his own.

Not only Hua Jiunan, but even Chang Huaiyuan frowned slightly before moving on.

It seemed that the other party was not scolding me, or that the other party was already a dead person.

With the demeanor of Emperor Tingmeng and the Dragon Lord of the Northern Kingdom, how could he care about a dead man.

Just when the curser thought that Hua Jiunan and the two were just bluffing, he suddenly felt a pain in his throat, and then lost consciousness.

But what the "people" around him saw was a cold light exploding, and then his companion's head fell off his neck strangely.

"How is this going?!!"

Unlike the astonishment of the surrounding Dongying people, the Lord of the Times, one of the four pillar gods of Yiye Shrine, had a sad face.

After getting up, he took small steps and followed Hua Jiunan and Chang Huaiyuan respectfully with bowed head, as if the one who was killed just now was not their own.

He seemed to be muttering to himself, and seemed to be reminding his colleagues.

"Top Assassin, Yuchang Sword, Zhuanzhu..."

As soon as the voice of the master of the times fell, Chang Huaiyuan also spoke with a smile.

"When did Mr. Zhuan Zhu come? Even Chang felt it just now."

Hua Jiu answered with a smile.

"Just now."

"It seems that my mother is worried about me being out alone, so I specially ask Brother Zhuan Zhu to protect me secretly."

In just a few words, Hua Jiunan and the two had arrived at the front yard of Yiye Shrine.

Just like what Chang Huaiyuan said, the buildings here are simple and the scenery is quiet, and it feels like a paradise.

And at this time, a tea table had already been set up in the gazebo in the courtyard.

The two cups of tea were steaming, and the fragrance of the tea was overflowing.

Chang Huaiyuan "anti-client-oriented", said with a smile: "Please, Mr. Xiao."

Hua Jiunan was not polite, lightly lifted the hem of his long gown and sat on the main seat.

"Brother Chang, please sit down too."

After the two handsome and handsome men took their seats, all the "people" in Dongying knelt on both sides, and only one of the four pillar gods, the Era Lord, bent down to serve him.

"My lords, Dongying is not as rich in products as Zhongtu, only this 'Yulu' tea is quite distinctive, please use it slowly."

The master of the times introduced the tea while making and washing the tea.

"'Gyokuro' is produced from a 500-year-old tea tree in the back mountain of Iya Shrine. Only a little tip of the tea is taken from each piece, and it is steamed with morning dew..."

While the time master was talking, another Japanese geisha came slowly, bowed deeply and began to play the piano and dance.

If it weren't for the deep blood feud between the two sides, it would really be a scene of entertaining distinguished guests.