Platycodon is also preparing to go to the forest to collect some herbs this morning as usual, and when the children wake up, they can learn today's pharmacology lesson.

After all, this era is not stable, even without the harassment of monsters, there will still be threats of war and disease.

So she wants to try her best to make people live better.

This can also be regarded as her last repayment for the world that gave birth to her as a dead person.

As she walked into the place where she used to gather herbs, she purified the miasma produced by some fallen soldiers.

But today these miasmas are a bit too much.

The black-haired priestess frowned. After thinking about it, she changed her direction and walked towards the place where the miasma was most dense.

However, unlike what she thought there would be some evil things in the center, the center was actually the cleanest place.

Originally, this kind of cleanliness was loved by witches and priests. Although it was not as sacred and solemn as the gods, it was still enough to satisfy people with admiration.

But now this clean breath amidst the dense miasma reveals a trace of strangeness everywhere.

Kikyo secretly raised his vigilance, clenched his bow and arrow and walked forward.

Lying on the clearing in the forest was a black-haired man in an off-white kimono.

The miasma around him seemed to want to get close to him, but he was afraid of something and had to back away, leaving a strange space near the man.

White cloth strips were wrapped around her slender neck and wrists, her pale face was stained with a sickly red, and her breathing was slightly short.

He has a fever.

Kikyo frowned and approached, out of the benevolence of a doctor, stretched out his hand to see how burned the other person was.

But when her fingertips just touched the opponent's skin, the soul wrapped around that finger left her clay body in an instant.

She withdrew her hand in surprise, and waited until her fingers were refilled with other souls in her body before moving on.

Kikyo decisively set up a barrier around the man, and after confirming his safety, hurried back to the village where she was temporarily staying, and asked the villagers to come and move the man back to the thatched cottage where she lived.

Let the children who have learned how to take care of fever patients take care of the man, and she herself returned to the place where the man was found and searched carefully.

However, she didn't find anything that could prove the man's identity. She frowned in distress, and finally decided to keep him by her side.

She returned to her thatched hut after collecting some herbs needed to treat the fever.

"Sister Kikyo! That big brother is already awake!"

The young child ran up to her with an excited face, and his face was full of joy for the first treatment of the patient.

Kikyo didn't point out the fact that the other party hadn't healed yet, she just gently rubbed the girl's head, "Hezi, can you go and help your younger brothers and sisters deal with those herbs? Sister, go see the sick first."

"Good~"

Kikyo gently watched Kazuko leave the thatched house and went to the warehouse next to it for storing medicinal materials, then walked into the house with a cold face.

Just like what Zi said, the black-haired man who seemed calm had already woken up. He half leaned on the bedside and stared at the scenery outside the window in a daze. He noticed the black-haired maiden approaching the house before he looked away.

"Excuse me...was it Miko-sama who saved me?"

The black-haired young man said softly, with a sickly hoarse voice.With a polite but grateful smile, he thanked the cold Kikyo.

"Thank you very much, Miko-sama, for saving me."

Although still unable to get out of bed, he still saluted gracefully.

Noticing that the man used "I" instead of a more humble self-proclaimed name, Kikyo felt that the guess she was thinking in her heart was probably already out of ten.

And the elegant temperament brought out by the man's gestures made her even more convinced.

Thinking of this, she sighed in her heart, but she was still indifferent on the surface.

"I never thought that a 'son of God' like you would appear in this kind of place."

Kikyo has already started thinking about how to find the shrine to which this 'Son of God' belongs.

However, the other party looked at her in confusion.

Kikyo sensed something was wrong, she frowned and said, "Aren't you the 'Son of God'?"

The man opened his mouth, as if he sensed that he had caused trouble to his savior, and said apologetically, "I'm sorry...but, I don't know."

He lowered his head to look at the red striped embroidery pattern on his cuff, with a little confusion in his tone.

"I don't remember anything. I don't remember anything except my name."

Kikyo pondered for a moment, and finally asked, "I wonder if your name is...?"

"Dazai," said the black-haired young man who raised his head and showed a gentle smile, "My name is Dazai."

"Osamu Dazai."

"'Son of God' is a human being who is born with certain special abilities, and is usually taught by a shrine to become a great priest or a great witch who serves the gods."

"Because 'possession of ability is the favor of the gods'?"

"Yes."

Kikyo nodded lightly, looking at the young man opposite with a worried expression.She calmly took a sip of water to moisturize her throat before continuing: "Master Dazai, please don't worry. Although you are in a state of amnesia now, the use of abilities is deeply rooted in your mind."

"I have already sent a message to the surrounding shrines. I will teach you how to use the ability while waiting for the shrine to send someone."

"Okay, I'm sorry, Kikyo-sama."

The black-haired young man on the opposite side nodded slightly with a gentle smile.

However, both of them knew in their hearts that they were deceiving each other.

Kikyo didn't send any news about the 'God's Child' to the surrounding shrines because she is now 'dead'.

A dead person like her who came back from the other side is also the target of the shrine.Although she is not a person who is greedy for life and afraid of death, she has a reason to live now.

After Naraku is purified, she will naturally return to her home.

And Osamu Dazai...

The black-haired young man watched the witch leave his room with a smile, took off his coat gracefully, and lay down on the bed in his inner garment.

Even in the darkness of no one, he did not put away that gentle mask.

However, through the conversation with Miko Kikyo, he has some understanding of the world's ability system.

It's a bit troublesome... Do gods and monsters really exist?

He was lying on the bed with his eyes closed, as if he had fallen asleep.

And Rin didn't know where it fell.

He lay quietly in the darkness, his fingers gently sketching the embroidery on his sleeves.

It is the "personal characteristic" embroidery pattern embroidered by Rin Wanzuka a few days before the new year. His is said to be a bandage.

But he always felt like red silk.

"What do you know? The New Year is going to be booming."

The girl who said this looked serious, but he could still see that she just wanted to watch the fun.But she still embroidered the unique red bandage on the cuff of the inner coat softly, not letting him go to the shrine to pray for blessings in the bandage-embroidered coat during the New Year.

Thinking of this, he slightly raised the corners of his mouth in the darkness.

"Ah!"

Rin Wanzuka rubbed her nose with a strange expression, and she muttered in a low voice, "Could it be that you have a cold?"

It seems that Xiaotu will make a thicker suit for her tomorrow.

Rin Wanzuka thought about it with a blank face, while walking on the road assigned to her by all the monsters, leading directly to the throne of the city lord of the monster city.

Because the bull demon said that even if the former city lord was killed, she, the city lord and reserve, would walk the path of the demon, defeat the demon who came up to challenge, and swear loyalty to the king of the Western Kingdom.

Yes, she is not only a reserve, but also Bie Yao's younger brother reserve.

Rin Wanzuka sneered on the spot, and ran across the blue hip flask with her fair fingers.

Under the terrified eyes of the bull demon and the little rabbit, she calmed down and decided to follow their tradition first.

The big deal is that the so-called king of the Western Kingdom will also be thrown into the wine at that time!

It is impossible for her to surrender to anyone!

I don't know if it's her own pride, or the arrogance of Shutendouji, a big monster, anyway, she is quite disgusted with surrendering to others.

When she sat on the throne of the city lord of the demon city, she thought that the next step would be to swear loyalty, so she decisively threw the monster who came up to challenge into the jug.

"..."

All the monsters watching were silent.

They looked at the beautiful purple-clothed female ghost sitting on the throne with fear and respect, knelt down under the leadership of the bull demon, and swore their surrender to Wan Zhonglin.

Rin Wanzuka looked expressionlessly at a large group of monsters knelt down below, and then looked up at the moon that was already high in the sky.

"Okay, you all go away."

She waved her hand lazily, she just wants to go back to her room and sleep now.

Although she looks like a monster like them now, she still needs to sleep and eat just like humans.

However, no monster left, and Rin Wanzuka glanced at the monsters below in a strange way.The bull golem standing kneeling beside her seemed to notice her doubts, and reminded in a low voice: "My lord, the crown prince of our Western Kingdom will come to accept your oath later, so everyone can't leave."

"Didn't you say it was the king? Why is it the crown prince?"

"Because our king—King Douga has long since fallen, but the crown prince, Lord Sesshomaru, has no intention of succeeding to the throne so far, so although he is said to be the crown prince, he is actually no different from the king."

He knew it was a taboo to discuss the royal family in private, so he knelt back after speaking quickly, and pretended to be dead without saying a word.

Rin Wanzuka, who was sitting on the throne, was expressionless.

She watched helplessly as the moon moved from the top of her head to the west, and when the moon was about to disappear to the west, the Sesshomaru hadn't arrived yet.

Rin Wanzuka took a deep breath and suppressed his anger forcibly.She stood up and let out a low growl: "Go back to my mother! The last one to leave is to make wine with him today!"

Before the little monsters escaped for their lives, the noble young master with long silver-white hair came here in the morning light.

The golden eyes looked indifferently at the angry female ghost on the throne.

The little monster beside him shouted: "You are the new city lord of Yuexi City? Why don't you show respect when you see Lord Sesshomaru!?"

Rin Wanzuka looked back with the same indifferent eyes: "Are you the Prince Sesshomaru of the West?"

She ignored the little monster's "Bold!" scream, and chuckled at Sesshomaru: "I wonder if Master Sesshomaru likes to drink?"

"If you like it, please allow this concubine to pour wine for you, if you don't like it..."

"Can I entertain my opponent grandly?"

I will let you drink enough today! ! !

The author has something to say: Mr. Wan: Staying up late is the worst enemy of women!

This chapter explains where did the leader go hhh I want to do something, I feel that the Inuyasha copy is full of high energy, and the foreshadowing is also a very important foreshadowing hhh

In fact, there was a little cutie who discovered my foreshadowing before, but I won't say it!

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