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Everything around is gone.

It seemed that only I was left in the whole space, and there was a dense fog that seemed to be impenetrable to light and capable of swallowing everything.

I walked through this fog alone, and I don't know how long the time has passed. Suddenly, the thick fog dissipated, and everything suddenly became clear.

What came into view was a village.

It is very similar to the village we lived in before, but a little different.

The village in front of you is more popular. Although the house is in the old architectural style, the appearance is still clean and clean. There are all kinds of clothes hanging outside the low earthen houses, and the scattered fields in the forest are also well-maintained. Well organized and thriving.

There are two or three women washing clothes by the stream, and occasionally a few children pass by my side, chasing and playing.

They can't see me.

I turned around and took another look at the stone standing at the entrance of the village. It was indeed engraved with the three big characters of Jing'an Village crookedly on it, but this peaceful and peaceful scenery was completely different from what we had seen before.

Could it be that this is the predecessor of that weird village?

"You are right, this is indeed Jing'an Village."

I was startled by the voice that suddenly appeared in my ears, and subconsciously turned my head to look, and I didn't know when there was someone standing beside me.

After seeing the man's appearance clearly, I stepped back quickly, unable to say a word in surprise, "You..."

The man looked like the village chief, but he had a kind expression, and there was an indescribable sense of intimacy in him.

Could it be twins?

"Not twins." The man said, and the appearance I saw began to change, becoming everyone I had seen in the village, and finally fixed on the kind and kind old man at the beginning again, " I can be anyone you've ever met...or do you want me to be the six-eyed heir so that you can communicate more comfortably?"

I imagined a kind and kind Gojo Satoru in my mind, then shook my head decisively, "No, it's fine like this."

"Come and visit my village." The man said, and then led me to the depths of the village.

Probably because the aura of that person was too friendly, I actually followed him without the slightest hesitation.

The deeper you go into this village, the more you can discover the difference of this village.Not only that, but I also spotted several familiar faces.

Mr. Xiuyi, who was younger than what he had seen before, was walking leisurely on the ridge with a hoe, and he didn't know who he saw, waving in our direction with a cheerful face.

We are invisible, so naturally we are not greeting us.

Following his gaze and looking behind us, it was the village head himself who was walking not far away.

I silently looked at the man beside me with the same face as the village head, pursed my lips, hesitated and decided to ask: "You are?"

Judging from his breath alone, it is neither a curse spirit nor a human being.

"The village you see now is what it looked like 40 years ago." The man didn't answer my question, but just said to himself, "That man is one of the founders of the village, and he moved with his family and neighbors to escape the drought in his hometown. It took only 32 years to settle down here and grow from 230 people to a prosperous village with a population of 20."

While I was listening, I looked at the village head and Xiuyi who had already met and were having a good conversation. We couldn't hear what they said from our position.

But judging from the expressions on their faces and the dancing gestures, the joy is beyond words.

The village chief 40 years ago looked like a hardworking and upright middle-aged man, how did he become what we see later?

What happened in the middle?

The man took another step, and I followed closely behind.

Me: "Then...why did the village become like that later?"

The man sighed and shook his head.

At this time we came to a stream, a slender trickle extending from the mountain, the stream is clear but swift, he picked up a leaf from the ground and put it in his hand to watch, "Actually, it is not necessary to walk The reason. One generation grows old, and another generation grows up again..Children always yearn for the outside world, don’t they?”

As soon as the words fell, the fallen leaves twirling in the palm of the hand turned into birds, flapped their wings and flew away mercilessly.

He noticed the surprise in my eyes, and smiled, "It's just a trick, do you want to try it?"

I was stunned, and then a leaf fell from my palm. I glanced at him, then lowered my eyes, closed my palm for a few seconds and then slowly opened it. A colorful butterfly stumbled out of it.

"It's beautiful, thank you."

He smiled and nodded.

In the blink of an eye, the birds and butterflies were gone.

I spoke again, breaking the silence, "That Xiuyi... and those villagers, how did they die?"

"It was Gang Tian who killed him... that is, the village head you mentioned." He replied lightly.

In fact, I have already prepared for this answer in my heart.But when it was confirmed from his mouth, he still felt a shock for no reason, "Is it because of the damn patriarch's desire to control, he couldn't bear the fact that his villagers left the village and then went mad and killed everyone?"

"Not exactly." He smiled again, and the smile looked a little shallow.

As a leader and trailblazer, Gang Tian is undoubtedly excellent.

With the perseverance and courage to break the boat, he led everyone to embark on a new journey, came to a place with nothing to start from scratch, and led everyone to liberate them from the misery of living in the wind, sleeping in the open, and suffering from hunger and cold, and built Jing'an Village with one hand and one foot. , gave everyone a new home.

But at the same time he is also contradictory.

Among the many villagers, he is undoubtedly the one who loves the village the most.

For the older generation, all the future he can understand exists in this small village. When the younger generation grows up and their wings are hardened, no matter how much resentment he has, he can't stop those determinations Young people who are leaving.

The turning point of the matter happened after Xiuyi and the others came to the door.

The Xiu family has two children, who were sent to the city to study in the early years, and stayed in Tokyo to work directly after graduation. Now they have bought a house, married and had children there.

As he got older, he always missed his two sons outside, so he thought about moving out together.

But I always thought that I was also one of the original village builders, and I always wanted to say hello to Gang Tian.

The man stopped, not knowing what he was thinking of, his expression looked a little sad, "Compared to those free and young juniors, what he can't accept the most is that his companions who have established a deep revolutionary friendship with him betrayed their original ideals."

Find a place to live for yourself and your family.

'Is that why he went mad and killed the rest?But I can see that those resentful spirits are very afraid of the village head, and obey his orders... not to mention that it has been more than ten years since that incident, I am afraid that the village head is not a simple person, is he?

"I asked. Gang Tian is indeed an ordinary person.. It's just that I didn't expect his resentment to be so deep.. He became the so-called curse spirit in your mouth."

But Wujo Wu said that that guy is not a human being, and those who curse the spirit or not are not recognized as existences.

I looked at the back of the man, and after a moment of silence, I asked my question again, "Then you are..?"

He turned around and looked at me, "Don't you already have a guess in your heart?"

If my guess is correct, the man in front of me is...

I opened my mouth, actually there are many questions I want to know.But looking at the lonely expression on the man's face that I couldn't detect, I swallowed those untimely questions and asked instead, "Then do you have a name? Lord God."

He is a deity who was born in response to the original villagers' wish to have a place to live and live. If you have to say a name...

"My name is Jing'an." The god responded in this way.

Me: "So Mr. Jing'an, is it because of you that the village head said he would not die?"

"You are very smart." He glanced at me appreciatively, "I just wanted to save him at first, but I didn't expect that his obsession would be so deep, and instead he would devour the curse spirit that eroded him, even my strength He devoured them all."

At this time, strange lines appeared on Jing'an's skin, and the sacred and peaceful aura was swept away from her body. I could feel the same aura of mantra as that of the village chief, evil and depressing.

The skin that had been eroded by the curse spirit was rotting away. His expression looked ferocious and painful. It took him a long time to struggle to speak, with a pleading tone, "Kill me to end all of this."

I was shocked.

"Are you kidding...?!"

..

Things ended quickly.

After all, Gojo Satoru originally thought that he would continue to entangle with this crazy guy for a long time, like a cockroach that couldn't be killed.

Although it is easy to crush it, it still annoys him if the other party reloads the file again and again.

But just when he was about to attack again, the opponent fell into extreme rage. He tore his body and howled loudly, but disappeared into the thick fog in just half a minute. At the same time, he also disappeared Belonging to the opponent's mana.

The dense fog cleared, and all the bones scattered in the forest disappeared, leaving a desolate and dilapidated scene everywhere.

Without hesitation, he began to look around for Dongtang Aoi.

In the end, I found a black-haired girl sitting there alone by a stream.

She propped her chin and lowered her eyelids, looking like a still painting.

"What are you thinking about?"

The familiar male voice interrupted my thoughts, I turned my head to look at the person I was passing by, and shook my head, "How is the village?"

Gojo Satoru found a rock beside me and sat down, "When the curse spirit is exorcised, everything will return to normal. Don't worry, the guy from the Buddhist monastery is here, and he will take care of finishing it."

I lowered my head and continued to look at the gurgling stream, "Thank you, Mr. Gojo."

"What's the hard work, I'm not the one who exorcises the curse spirit, is it? Aoi must be working hard!"

I was dumbfounded, but I didn't ask why he knew.

Also, Mr. Gojo has six eyes, so he can see more things than me.

"What's in Aoi's hand?" he asked, looking at my clenched right hand.

I was taken aback.

Then he raised his clenched right hand, "It's a trick, do you want to see it?"

He raised his eyebrows, the meaning was self-evident.

I smiled and opened my hand, and a colorful butterfly flew out, its thin and beautiful wings vibrated, drawing a graceful arc in the air.

"Isn't it a nice little trick, I just learned it."

Gojo Satoru stretched out his hand, formed a closed circle with mantra power, and closed the butterfly, "Is it a gift from Aoi? I will keep it well-thank you, I like it very much. However, this can Is it a token of love?"

I:"."

A token of love for your sister!