Chapter 122 - A Peaceful Life Quietly Far Away

"Festival Ema! Bell! Magatama!"

"I heard that the festival has been held every year for hundreds of years."

"Ah, it makes sense that such a peaceful and relaxing festival can continue."

"I heard that the miko-sama has always been in charge of the festival!"

"Well, it's the eight hundred bhikshuni after all."

"It's great, peaceful, life without war."

"Isn't this the only kind of peaceful life that exists here now?"

"Who knows."

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"Grandpa! Grandpa! Look!"

"I bought a bell!"

"Oh! It's beautiful!"

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"God bless me, and I hope Touko and the others can return to Samagiri Mountain safely."

"God bless..."

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"Oh——! I saw it! It's Miko-sama!"

"Ah!!! Miko-sama is also very beautiful today!!"

"Yeah! Miko-sama has been this beautiful since I was a child!"

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The sound of conversations came from the crowded crowd. Shang Quannai sat on the roof, and his powerful senses allowed him to listen to the conversations of the people around him.

He felt the breeze blowing from the roof, and his fingers gently rubbed the head of the bird in his arms.

In the doctor's office.

in the room.

"Sancun, get up quickly! The shrine festival has begun!"

Jiichiro stood next to my wife Shancun, who was sleeping soundly. He grabbed his hair with his hands and pulled randomly.

"...Ah! Ah! What?!" My wife Shancun rolled her eyes, suddenly woke up from her dream, and sat up: "Has the festival started?"

He stretched and yawned.

At this time.

Dang clang——

The distant sound of the Kagura bell reached my wife Shancun's ears.

The calm and clear voice calmed the hearts of several people in the room.

Then, my wife Shancun, who felt sleepy, sat on the hospital bed and fell asleep again.

"Amitabha."

Suddenly, only the deep voice of Iwami Inkstone was left in the room.

Next room.

Zhu Shi was sitting on the tatami, holding a small porcelain bottle in her hand, which contained some wisteria flower powder.

There are several dishes next to it, containing bright red blood.

She frowned, cut her finger, pinched her fingertips, and dripped the squeezed blood into the wisteria pollen.

"Bah——!"

A burst of white smoke rose up. Upon seeing this, Zhu Shi quickly picked up the plate on the side and poured the blood in the plate into the wisteria pollen.

Following the sound of grinding, Zhu Shi put down the grinding rod in his hand and let out a long sigh:

"...Failed again."

She stood up, opened the door to the room, and looked outside the bustling doctor's office.

But he accidentally saw the doctor.

The doctor was sitting in the lobby, lying on the table with his eyes closed, soundly asleep.

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the other side.

Some unknown mountain.

On the mountainside.

In a room made of strong, heavy wood and some hay.

The room is very spacious. The thick tatami board in the middle serves as the entrance. At the same time, there are two beds on the large tatami board.

Next to the door is a place for cooking, and a pile of firewood is piled next to the door.

There are also some things like gourds and bamboo hats hanging on the wall next to it, and haystacks are piled in the corner.

There are several cabinets on the wall opposite the door, with some pots and pans on them.

Everything seems to be full of warm life.

Although it is a bit crude, it is very happy.

At this moment, on the tatami in the middle of the room.

A woman wearing a light yellow patterned kimono with a cloth belt wrapped diagonally around her body and a swollen belly was kneeling on the futon on the tatami.

Her eyes were as clear as obsidian and sparkled with kindness.

"I'm going to be a mother soon."

She smiled lovingly and gently ran her hand over her belly.

"What's a good name for the child? It must be a nice name!"

"It has to have a good meaning...what is it called..."

"Boys and girls should also have different names..."

As she thought about it, the smile on the woman's face became stronger and stronger, and she was imagining her future life.

"By the way, let's think about it together when he comes back!"

"If it were him, what name would he choose...?"

"Hey hey~"

She was pregnant and was about to become a mother, which made her happy.

Looking back on my life in the past ten years, there were not many ups and downs, just a stable and ordinary happy life.

"It's great to live a happy and peaceful life."

At this time, the door of the room was slowly opened.

The woman's attention was attracted by the sound coming from the door, and she subconsciously looked up.

Squeak...

Some of the old wooden doors made an overwhelming sound.

A man wearing a raincoat, maroon feathers, and a high ponytail appeared at the door.

There was not much expression on the man's face. After seeing his wife sitting on the tatami and looking happily at this side, the corners of his mouth slightly raised unnoticeably:

"I'm back."

"Welcome back!" The woman wearing a light yellow patterned kimono shouted happily. She looked at her husband with a happy face:

"Thank you, I can't go out with you during this time."

"Speaking of which, it's been a while since we went for a walk by the paddy field!"

The word happiness always seemed to be written on my wife's face. She looked at the ceiling slightly, and then said with a smile:

"Did you go pick chestnuts today too?"

Squeak...

Pulling the wooden door shut to block the cold wind from blowing into the house, the man slowly took off his raincoat and hung it on the wall nearby.

"Um."

The man lowered his eyes slightly, his eyes full of tenderness. He stretched out his other hand that had just been hidden under the raincoat, holding a small bamboo basket filled with large and small "green fur balls".

"Ah! Today's chestnuts are so big!" The wife clapped her hands in surprise, then said with a smile:

"That's enough to eat for a long time!"

"Don't eat too much at one time." The man had a slight smile on his face. He raised his head and placed the bamboo basket next to the stove.

"I know~"

The man casually put down the small white cloth bag tied to his body and took out a short flute from it.

After stuffing the flute into his waist, he walked to the tatami, took off his ottoman, and sat in front of his wife.

When you get closer, you can see that the edge of the man's black hair is slightly reddish, and he wears orange sleeves under a deep red feather fabric.

Two earrings with the sun hanging on her ears.

"Oh! This is it!"

At this time, the sharp-eyed wife suddenly flashed her big eyes and looked carefully at the man's shoulder. She gently stretched out her finger.

She took a very beautiful butterfly from the man's shoulder.

The wife covered her mouth with her other hand and seemed quite excited. She showed the butterfly lying on her finger to the man:

"Look, you must be the reincarnation of Ksitigarbha...!"

She raised her head and looked at the man:

"There will be many little animals following you back every time!"

The man couldn't help but tilt his head when he saw his wife smiling so happily, although his expression didn't change.

But the inner emotions were actually passed on to his wife.