The original gods were hunted down by them after death

As expected, Pai Meng who was tricked out was directly hit by the two men's mixed doubles. Pai Meng was so angry that he held his little butt and scolded them for being a coward.

After arriving at the house where Mr. Teshima lived, they happened to meet Mr. Teshima who was surrounded by villagers.

The old woman looked at Mr. Teshima and said in a sad voice, "What are you doing? Why did you leave suddenly after all these years?"

The old man also persuaded: "Yes, yes, we were not mentally prepared at all, and we heard the news all of a sudden..."

"The children are still expecting you to take them out to play again. Please, please think again."

At this time, Su Han asked aloud: "You two, what happened? What are you talking about around Mr. Teshima?"

The old man sighed: "If you want me to say, this matter may be related to the eye hunting order."

"Mr. Teshima obviously did nothing wrong, but the God's Eye was confiscated, and then he seemed...to be a different person..."

"I can't say it, but it feels like he lost something important. After walking around the village a few times by himself, he suddenly said that he wanted to go out and travel around the world."

"We actually don't know whether we should keep him, but we always feel that we can't let him leave in such a distraught way."

The old woman asked puzzledly: "Are you also here to keep Mr. Teshima? It looks a bit strange..."

Su Han nodded and said: "We heard about Mr. Teshima's deeds, so we wanted to come and see this old gentleman who is revered by the villagers."

The old woman looked sad: "Mr. Teshima, he has been staying here since he came here 30 years ago."

"Drive away the treasure troupe, repel nearby monsters, mediate quarrels in the village... He has devoted a lot of effort to this place, and we also regard him as the most respected person."

"But now he suddenly wants to leave here. Could it be that we did something wrong?"

"If possible, we would like to apologize to Mr. Teshima, and only ask Mr. Teshima to stay here."

Paimon wobbled to Mr. Teshima and asked doubtfully, "You are Mr. Teshima, why did you leave here suddenly?"

There was confusion and confusion in Mr. Teshima's eyes: "Me? Rather than saying why I want to leave, it's better to say that I don't know why I want to stay here."

Ying persuaded: "You have lived here for a long time, and everyone relies on you."

Teshima was still confused: "Yes, but that's not the reason for me to stay. Why did I come here 30 years ago? Why didn't I want to leave here 30 years ago?"

"I don't remember any of this. Since the Eye of God was taken away, I seem to have forgotten a lot of things."

"I used to want to stay here, but now that this obsession is gone, I think it's good to go out for a walk, although my heart is still empty."

Paimon suddenly realized: "So it's like this, that is to say, as long as we help you find a reason to stay, you won't leave, right?"

"Well, but, even you yourself have forgotten, what can we do?"

"Why don't you try to remember it again and see if you can remember it all at once?"

The old woman said in time: "Speaking of which, when I delivered fruit to Mr. Teshima last time, it seemed that Mr. Teshima was writing a diary?"

Mr. Teshima scratched his head, confused: "Do I have such a habit? To be honest, I don't remember it anymore."

The old woman nodded hurriedly: "Yes, yes! At that time, Mr. Teshima also said that he wanted to write down some interesting things, and there will be important uses in the future."

Paimon couldn't help cheering: "Great, I feel that as long as we find the log, we can keep Mr. Teshima. Let's go and have a look around."

The old woman said gratefully: "Then I'll leave it to you, let's go back to the village first and tell the others about Mr. Hando Island."

After Su Han and others went into the house to search, they managed to find Mr. Teshima's diary, and then flipped through it.

After ignoring the small daily events in Gantian Village recorded above, Su Han and the others finally got more important information.

[Today I went to a nearby shrine to pray again, and sat there for a long time.The amulet you gave me has faded, but it is still my most precious thing...]

Ying speculated: "Could it be that the omamori was given to Mr. Teshima by his relatives?"

Su Han pondered and said, "Ying, let's go to the shrine to have a look, maybe there will be clues."

After all, Su Han opened the door first, and after searching the nearby shrines, he found the faded amulet in a corner.

Paimon scratched his little face: "It looks like something for a girl, whether it's the color or the pattern..."

"Hey, there seems to be some remaining elemental power of Teshima-san on it."

After thinking for a while, Ying opened the element vision, and pulled Su Han to walk in the direction of the flow of elemental power.

"Su Han, come with me, as long as we keep walking in this direction, we can find more important clues."

Tracing the direction of the flow of elemental force, several people finally stopped in front of a crooked neck tree.

Su Han took out a Luoyang shovel and dug down: "The soil here seems to have been turned over."

"Some stones were deliberately pressed on it, which should be done by Mr. Teshima."

Paimon couldn't help but brighten his eyes: "The treasure that Mr. Teshima has guarded here for 30 years must be amazing. Hurry up and dig it out to see—"

After some excavation, a mahogany box buried in the soil appeared before their eyes.

Paimon opened the mahogany box impatiently, but found that there was no treasure in the box as she imagined.

There was only a piece of yellowed letter paper, which seemed to have been preserved for a long time.

Feeling somewhat lost and complicated, Paimon picked up the letter paper and began to read: "If...we are separated in this war, we will go to Yantian Village, there must be a safe home for us."

"Eh? So that Teshima-san is actually waiting for someone here? But it's been 30 years, and you still haven't waited?"

Ying couldn't help clenching Su Han's palm: "That must be a letter from the woman whom Teshima-san admired each other."

Su Han naturally knew what she was thinking, and comforted him softly: "Ying, no matter what happens, I will never forget you."

"When the rice wife's trip is over, I will hold a grand wedding for you and invite all my friends, okay?"

Ying nodded vigorously: "Catch my brother who likes women's clothing and let him be my bridesmaid."

Paimon smiled and said, "Traveler, with a good sister like you, your brother must be very touched, right?"

Su Han also said: "Having a good sister like Ying is a blessing that ordinary people can't get in a few lifetimes."

Ying raised her chin proudly: "That's natural."

Talking and laughing among the few people dilute the sadness of parting with their relatives for a while, and it is not until they return to Mr. Teshima that they restrain themselves.

Mr. Teshima took the diary, the shou and the letter paper, looked at them repeatedly, and said tremblingly: "Yes, this diary is indeed my handwriting."

"Omoru and Shinto should belong to me too. Although I have forgotten what I wrote..."

"However, I should have really waited for someone here for 30 years."

"During this period, I recorded interesting things every day, so that when we meet again in the future, I can tell her about the past 30 years."

Paimon scratched his face and said, "Is that so?"

Mr. Teshima still looked confused: "A lot of things really happened during the period, time flies so fast, it's been so long in a blink of an eye."

"Why did I forget such an important thing? Thinking about it carefully, after the Eye of God was taken away, I feel as if I have been emptied."

"Whether it's me or regret, everything related to her has disappeared."

Ying couldn't help asking, "Are you going to be sad?"

Mr. Teshima shook his head slightly: "It seems that it's not that sad. After all, I have forgotten who she is."

"It's her appearance, her voice, and what she and I have experienced, I can't remember clearly."

"It's as if she never appeared by my side, as if all these years were just a vague dream."

Su Han gently held Ying in his arms, soothing her restless heart: "Don't be afraid, I'm right by your side."

Ying bit her lip and asked, "Then do you want to leave?"

Mr. Teshima thought for a while, then smiled lightly: "No, I've been waiting for most of my life, so let's continue to wait."

"It's just that if you can't even pronounce her name after waiting for her, will it make her feel sad?"

Speaking of this, Mr. Teshima silently covered his chest and wiped his red eyes: "Once I think of this, I really feel a little sad in my heart."

"Strange, I obviously don't remember, why do I still have such an idea?"

"It was the same before. I always felt empty in my heart, as if something was missing."

"Anyway, thank you for helping me find the reason to stay here. I will continue to stay here and wait for her."

Paimon said with a sad face: "Although Mr. Teshima said he was not very sad, but I don't know why, I feel so sad..."

Ying lay on Su Han's shoulder, silent, she was also a little sad.

Rubbing Ying's hair, Su Han pondered and said: "Mr. Teshima, I would like to write a poem, hoping to relieve your pain of lovesickness."

Mr. Teshima was puzzled and said, "You want to write poems for people like me?"

Su Han nodded, went into the room to find a pen, ink, paper and inkstone, pondered for a moment, and then slowly wrote.

The moment the first word fell, a majestic talent gushed out immediately, and a pleasant smell came out of the snow-white rice paper, which made people intoxicated.

Mr. Teshima couldn't help but read: "It's hard to say goodbye when we meet, the east wind is weak and the flowers are gone."

As soon as the words fell, the talent on the paper leaped, reaching two feet in height!Just one sentence has already reached the state of "out of the county".

Su Han didn't stop writing, and continued to write: "The spring silkworms will not die until they die, and the wax torch will turn into ashes and tears will dry."

Ying seemed to know what Su Han was going to do. She watched Su Han's movements nervously, secretly hoping that this poem could cure Mr. Teshima's illness of longing.

Holding the writing brush in his hand, Su Han gently wrote the next sentence: "Xiao Jing is full of sorrowful clouds, and Ye Yin should feel the coldness of the moonlight."

After writing this sentence, the energy gushed out again, jumping to a height of three feet.

Watching this scene, Mr. Teshima couldn't help rubbing his eyes, wondering if it was his illusion, he seemed to see that every word on the rice paper was emitting bright golden light.

The fragrance of pen and ink wafted for ten miles, which alarmed the villagers of Yantian Village, and they couldn't help but crowd around and stood on tiptoe outside the house to watch.

Even the Daozu people outside Kontian Village couldn't help but be startled by the strange fragrance, and rushed to sniff the strange fragrance one after another.

But Su Han who was inside the house didn't notice this, and Paimeng and the others didn't tell him about it to avoid disturbing Su Han.

Mr. Teshima's eyes couldn't help getting wet. He could feel that this young man, whom he had never met before, was doing his best to help him, just to ease his regret.

Finally, Su Han made the last stroke: "There is no way for Dao's wife to go here, and Qingniao is here to visit."

At this moment, the orange talent directly jumped to three feet nine, and the poem became "Mingzhou", which aroused a vision, and a pure white lotus bloomed from the writing brush he put on the inkstone.

Ying exclaimed, "Flowers come out of nothing?"

The pure white lotus blooms slowly from the bud state, and the room is filled with misty mist, as if you are in a fairyland.

A picture scroll gradually emerged from the mist, hanging in the air.

At first the picture scroll was still white, but then, the brush flew to the blank picture scroll by itself, and began to draw stroke by stroke.