47 Chapter 47: To You Four Hundred Years Later.
Whoosh...
The gusty wind carried the heavy rain.
"Found it!" The man joyfully raised his head and looked at the other side of the cliff.
Without time to linger, the man quickly scanned the surroundings, after judging the shortest route to approach the flowers.
He resolutely raised his foot and stepped on the side of the cliff, on a narrow crack protruding from the cliff.
Crack!
The stone was under pressure, shattered and rolled down the cliff.
After a long time, the sound of the stone hitting the bottom sounded.
The man didn't look back, he took a deep breath, slowly leaned against the cliff, and moved slowly towards the direction of the herbal medicine.
"Ah...!"
After getting close to the yellow flower that was messy in the rain, he reached out his hand, trying to reach forward.
"...I can't reach...!" The man clung tightly to the cliff, the broken stones under his feet, under the pressure and the effect of the rainwater, already had faint traces of shattering.
After hearing the cracking sound of the stone under his feet.
He gritted his teeth, his back foot forcefully tiptoed.
He reached out and reached forward.
Snap!
A bunch of yellow flowers were directly caught in his hand.
Got it!
Joy lit up in his dark red eyes.
But the next moment.
Crack!
The stone under his feet couldn't bear the weight, and at the last moment it completely shattered, the man suddenly stepped on the air.
"He! He ahh!!"
With his center of gravity tilting, the whole person was about to lose balance and fall off the cliff.
He instinctively glanced at the bottom of the cliff.
His thoughts became rapid.
He would die, falling from this height, he would definitely die.
At the moment of falling, the man didn't have any regrets or regrets in his heart.
He just stared wide-eyed, gritted his teeth and looked at the flower in his hand.
Then he grabbed it tightly and held it in his palm.
Muichiro, Yuichiro!
Anyone will do, hurry out.
—Find me, take the herbal medicine back.
The man sincerely hoped that the flowers he picked from the cliff could be the key to treating his wife.
At this time.
Not far away.
Bottom of the cliff.
Snap!
The figure of a purple-black snake pattern stepped on the ground with one foot, stepping in the water splash, raindrops splashing.
His calf was tense and full of strength.
Whoosh—
The rainwater on his body trembled for a moment, leaving a shallow raindrop outline in place.
That figure, carrying the breeze, rushed towards the man who was falling into mid-air!
Bang!
With the sound of stomping on the ground, the figure leaped into the air.
In mid-air, he somersaulted and grabbed the man's collar from behind.
Creak...!
The straw hat fell off and floated in the rain curtain with the wind.
"Ah?!"
In the moment when the man was stunned and hadn't reacted, he was pulled back up the cliff by a tremendous force.
"Ah——!!" In mid-air, the man instinctively screamed.
Although he didn't know what was happening, he never let go of the yellow flower in his hand.
Bang!
He was thrown onto the muddy ground mixed with rainwater.
"...It hurts!"
The man struggled to sit up, grimacing in pain as he touched his lower back.
Then, the man who had reacted looked at the yellow flower in his hand and then looked forward.
In front.
A tall figure with a purple-black snake-patterned feather weave stood there.
Looking down at him from a high position.
The dim sky made the light very dim, and the constant rain.
Hitting the man's face made it impossible for him to see the other person's face clearly.
——What?
——What happened?!
The man looked around and found that he was already on the road he had just come from, and the muddy footprints under him were exactly where he had just stepped.
I'm save!
He only felt dizzy for a moment, and then he was on the ground!
Although he didn't know how the other party saved him.
He slowly came to his senses.
But at this moment, there was something more important in his heart:
"That, that!"
He raised his head, propped himself up with both hands from behind, and seeing that the other party had no intention of speaking, he said tremblingly due to the cold:
"Thank you for your help, I am very grateful!"
He raised the flower in his hand that had been beaten by the rain:
"I, I need to hurry home now."
"My wife is waiting for me at home to bring things back!"
After saying that, he closed his mouth and waited.
But he didn't get an answer.
Seeing this, he swallowed a mouthful of rainwater, forcibly endured the dryness of his tongue, and shouted at the person in the rain curtain:
"If you don't mind!"
"Please, please come with me!"
"My humble home can shelter from the rain!"
Just as he said this.
The figure opposite seemed to feel something, and he suddenly raised his head:
"You..."
In an instant, the man only felt a chill climbing up his spine from behind, and his hair stood on end.
That voice with a special meaning and a long tone sounded:
"What's your name...?"
Name?
The man was somewhat shivering from the sudden eerie feeling, he subconsciously looked around, and then answered:
"...Tokito."
"...Tadaichiro."
As soon as the words fell.
Rumble——!!
In the dark red sky, a thunder exploded, instantly illuminating the dim surroundings.
At the same time, it also illuminated the figure of the purple-black snake-patterned feather weave in front of Tadaichiro.
In Tadaichiro's backward-leaning, hand-supported, deep red pupils.
He took advantage of that moment of brightness.
He saw clearly, on the face of the person opposite.
Those six eyes, almost filling the entire face!
"!!" Tadaichiro's pupils shrank suddenly, he instinctively leaned back, facing Kokushibo, propped his hand behind him, and shouted in surprise:
"Ah!!"
But the next moment, he reacted and his face was full of apology:
"I'm, I'm sorry!"
Tadaichiro said, he slowly stood up, his clothes were full of mud, he carefully, apologetically nodded, and said:
"...I, I wasn't scared by you."
He reached out and scratched his face, his eyes darting around, as if he was quickly looking for a reason:
"Actually, I'm afraid of thunder..."
As if he had found some clever reason, Tadaichiro clapped his hands, like a slap on the table:
"Right! I've been afraid of thunder since I was a kid, I'm sorry, I made you laugh..."
Saying this, Tadaichiro took a closer look at Kokushibo's appearance.
Seeing that those six eyes really existed, Tadaichiro still felt a bit horrified.
At the same time, a sense of sympathy rose from the bottom of his heart.
——Is it a congenital deformity?
He had seen deformed children, and it was common for them to be shunned because of their appearance.
In the eyes of Tokitou Tadaichiro, who had never seen a demon, perhaps that was the case with Kokushibo.
And Kokushibo, who was pondering, inexplicably felt an emotion called "sympathy" from Tadaichiro.
"?" Kokushibo was taken aback, his expression somewhat puzzled.
If it were in the past, he might have chosen to cut down the person in front of him with one stroke.
But now.
"I'm sorry, please come with me quickly, it's not good to get wet in the rain for too long!"
Tokitou Tadaichiro turned around, he shouted at Kokushibo, and quickly followed the way he had come.
Kokushibo watched Tokitou Tadaichiro's retreating figure.
Tokitou... huh.
The surname of the Tsugikuni family had already disappeared.
That's right, it had been four hundred years.
He thought so in his heart, not caring about Tadaichiro sympathy just now.
Then, he leisurely followed in Tadaichiro footsteps and slowly left.
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