I am the Envoy of the Winter

Perhaps in the eyes of these two city dwellers, the person who often stays with those lunatics should also be a lunatic.

Indeed, who would want to stay here if he wasn't crazy.

"Are these things credible? I think that many people in Feimu Village are very resistant to the people of the shogunate."

Bai Luo put away the flyer calmly and asked aloud.

He felt that this thing should be of great use in the future.

"Actually, the shogunate army found out that when I provided the medicinal liquid to Himimura, they had invited me."

Scratching his head embarrassingly, Sasuke said.

"Especially after they knew that I was a student of Mr. Naoko, their officers deliberately took the risk to invite me. But think about it...Master Fengxing has a lot of famous doctors around him, but what about Hachijima? The patients here There is only me as a doctor, so I will not leave, and I can't leave, my enemy... only God."

When it came to the end, Baoben's expression also became firm.

Did he really seem so indifferent to the death of the teacher?

If it was true, he wouldn't take the teacher's coir raincoat and bamboo hat at the risk of disgrace, and would rather gonorrhea himself than use it.

But he couldn't vent his anger of losing his teacher on those ignorant villagers, because he knew very well that the biggest enemy of himself and his teacher was actually the evil spirit on Eight Harvest Island.

After the teacher died, his only enemy was Sui Shen.

"It seems that you have made some progress in your research on the gods?"

The resolute attitude of the other party gave Bai Luo a bold guess.

Maybe he...has discovered something about the Ghoul?

"As the saying goes, where poisonous snakes haunt, there must be an antidote within seven steps. The place most affected by the god of evil is the Wuxiang Blade that General Thunder and Lightning slashed, and the snake god's resentment is also the deepest. Before Naoko-sensei went mad, she once told me that she followed those refugees into the Narrow Room of the Wuxiang Blade, and took out this thing there."

As Baoben said, he carefully took out a strange piece of dried grass from his bosom.

"Singing grass?"

Bai Luo also saw this special plant when he was in the Wuxiang Blade.

Back then, in order to give Xiaogong a breakthrough level, he had the cheek to go to other people's worlds to ask for Mingcao.

"Well, this kind of plant grows in the narrow space of Wuxiang Blade, and it must be the best medicine for treating evil spirits. I have tried to use Mingcao as medicine for a while, but this kind of plant is not only taken out by the teacher. There is nothing else, so I have never dared to use large doses, and I am only testing the medicine on my own, if there is a large dose of medicine..."

"..."

Looking at the Mingcao in Baoben's hands, Bai Luo actually wanted to tell him that this kind of plant does not grow in the land influenced by the gods, but in the place where the element of thunder is abundant.

This Wuxiang blade was cut out by the general with Wuxiang, and the thunder element contained in it is extraordinary. It is certainly not a strange thing for this kind of plant to appear.

But whether it can cure God... that is really unknown, after all, it really has nothing to do with God.

But he didn't say anything.

Just as the villagers regard his viola melon soup as a spiritual pillar, why doesn't he regard this song grass as the spiritual pillar left by his teacher?

After telling him the truth, it was not a good thing for him.

Chapter 176 Since you want to pursue excitement, then follow through to the end

Bai Luo and Goro didn't stay for long. After learning the cause and effect, the two also planned to return to the barracks first and then discuss.

Compared with Bai Luo, Goro saw obviously more things this trip.

For example, God's influence on the public, ordinary people's impression of the rebels, and... some scenes that he might not have seen even before he became a general.

"After going back, there are many things that need to be discussed with all the soldiers again."

After no one was around, Goro finally dared to speak.

When he was by Bai Luo's side before, he would always subconsciously wag his tail.

But this time, his tail was simply hanging there, only occasionally moving.

"As for Feimu Village...Actually, I don't recommend that you bother with it anymore. This village is obviously hopeless, but the surrounding places where refugees gather, you can try to save it."

What is God?

In a sense, it can be regarded as the remnant of the demon god that Bai Luo has seen before.

The miserable karma that tortured the mandrill and the yakshas is similar to this kind of god, and it is a problem left after the death of the demon god.

If anyone in Haizhi Island can really solve this kind of thing...it is estimated that our present God Priestess will do it himself.

But this kind of thing, Haizhizhong will never let their own gods and maidens come into contact with it.

After all, even if it is the resentment of the demon god, it is also the resentment of the sea gods they believe in after all.

His ears trembled slightly, and Goro understood that although what Bai Luo said was ruthless, it was also the safest thing to do.

"You can arrange the specific matters. I have other things to investigate."

After walking up the hill, Bai Luo looked at the military camp directly below and said in a low voice.

"Are you going alone?"

"Well, some things are more convenient to do alone."

"...Well, if you need help, you can always ask someone from the Rebels for help."

Goro was not very willing to let Bai Luo investigate alone.

It's not that he didn't trust him, after seeing the power of the god of evil, Goro was worried that something would happen to Bai Luo alone.

But thinking that the other party could walk freely in the narrow space of the Wuxiang Blade, he could only reluctantly agree to him.

After taking out the Mora he had accumulated from his body and handing it to Bai Luo, Goro went straight down the mountain.

It wasn't until he walked halfway up the mountain that Bai Luo seemed to remember something.

"Hey, Goro! Your clothes!"

Bai Luo yelled so loudly that almost all the people in the barracks raised their heads.

Then...they saw the woman on the hillside.

Goro: "..."

After seeing the reaction of the soldiers below, Bai Luo showed a surprised expression on his face.

Then he threw the clothes in his hand to Goro who was halfway up the mountain, gave him an apologetic wry smile, and disappeared on the top of the mountain.

Mr. Fei Cun must not have done it on purpose, definitely not on purpose.

He just wanted to remind me to change my clothes.

Yes, remind me to change clothes.

Holding the clothes that Bai Luo left behind, Goro did not meet the soldiers running up the hillside, but relied on his own keen movements to disappear into the nearby forest.

It wasn't until evening that he pretended to return to the barracks through the main entrance.

But he didn't see how painful it was for Bai Luo, who was hiding on the other side of the mountain, to hold back his laughter.

Since you want to pursue excitement, you have to follow through to the end.

So you guess he did it on purpose.

"By the way, I forgot to ask about her brother in the future."

After going down the mountain, looking at the soldiers searching around on the top of the mountain, Bai Luo remembered that he seemed to have promised that little girl to help her to ask about her brother.

Forget it, anyway, Zhe Ping is also in the barracks anyway, so let him worry about it then.

As for Bai Luo...he has more important things to do.

......

Blood Dendrobium (hu) is a bright-coloured plant also known as [red stamen] in poetry, which was once extinct in the Inaozu Islands.

As the name suggests, this plant is like blood-stained red, not only the flowers are blood-red, but also the leaves.

The pale veins looked like white bones, and one could smell a bloody smell when approaching them. It was said that they bloomed particularly coquettishly on the bloody battlefield.

Although it is extremely rare and expensive, because it is quite unknown in the hearts of Dao wife, the market is not very big.

Rumor has it that this plant is watered with blood, and the bloodier the battlefield, the more magnificent and gorgeous the blood dendrobium will bloom.

Dao Wife believes that the souls who died in war will go to the next world on the tortuous road paved by the flowers of blood dendrobium, and return to the eternal cycle of elements.

But the soul that doubts and is confused about "eternity" will be bound by the earth and become another demon red flower in the vermilion nursery.

It's just that this strange flower, which should have been extinct, is now full of famous vertebrae (zhui) beaches.

Because here is the battlefield between the shogunate and the rebels.

Just standing on the edge of Nashii Beach, the beach full of demon red flowers, makes people feel scalp tingling.

Arrows stuck in stones, rusty swords, broken spears, battle flags washed by sea water, stranded warships...

Although this Shiitan could not see gunpowder smoke and corpses, it was even more creepy.

Especially after seeing people approaching, he even took the initiative to greet sea fish and sea birds.

Their longing eyes, although they are only the most basic pursuit of food, appearing in their eyes makes people feel chills down the spine.

This means that they have become accustomed to the taste of humans.

Although the war between the shogunate and the rebels has temporarily stopped due to the gods, it does not mean that the war between the two sides is over.

Among the warships that were stranded on Nashii Beach due to the flames of war, occasionally people could be seen shaking.

I don't know if it's the spies of the two armies, or the pirates entrenched here.

Or...the ghosts who died here and refused to rest in peace.

If you want to go to the shogunate's territory, you can either take the waterway, rowing from the snake bone mine to the tatara sand.

Or just like Bai Luo now, walking from Mingzhui Beach to the opposite front.

The battlefield is always an ominous place.

What's more, Dao's wife believed in ghosts and gods, so there were not many people who dared to take this path.

As for why you want to go to the shogunate...

Bai Luo took out the flyer he got from Bao Ben.

Of course it's for this.

The shogunate dared to let the people affected by the gods come over, Bai Luo felt that they should have mastered the method to deal with the gods.

But the information he got from Baoben made him overturn his previous assumption.

Why did the officers of the shogunate take the initiative to go to Baoben, a mountain away from the rebels, to invite people?Of course it was because they found out from Fei Mucun that Baoben has the ability to heal evil spirits.

Even if it can't be cured, but even if it can relieve the evil spirit's condition, it is enough to make people feel amazing.

And for such an uncertain factor, they would actually fight so hard, then this represents one thing.

In fact, the shogunate has no way to solve the problem of the gods for the time being.

So back to the original question, why do you dare to send out leaflets to let the people pass when you can't guarantee the treatment of the gods?

This is a bit intriguing.

Chapter 177

The sea water kept washing the beach, leaving light blue spots on the beach.

And the closer the light spot is to the tada sand, the more obvious it is.

When we got near Tadaisha, the spots of light were already connected together, they floated and sank with the surge of the waves, just like the vast sky full of stardust, it was too beautiful to behold.

But under this beauty, there are endless murderous intentions hidden.

This is not composed of luminous plankton, but the pollutants that come out with the water flow when the tada sand explodes.

When the explosion happened, Bai Luo was not nearby.

According to those who escaped from Tarasha, that night... even the sky was painted a strange color.

In addition to the glowing objects on the beach, things in the sea are also eye-catching.

At a certain moment, as if an appointment had been made in advance, dozens of small boats sailed out of Balong Island together, and rowed towards Tatara Sand on the opposite side.