Weird collapse, chasing husband crematorium

Yaezakura lowered her head, not daring to look directly at the ordinary water tank.

She gripped the spirit sword even tighter. For Yae Sakura, only holding the blade could give her enough sense of security.

Standing up, Yae Sakura walked to the water tank again with the knife in hand. She mustered up the courage to look and found that there was no human face at the bottom of the tank.

Everything that just happened was just an illusion.

When she came to her senses, Yae Sakura noticed that her left hand was shaking, but the hand holding Sakura Fubuki remained unchanged.

If the day of sacrifice really comes...

What should she do?

Should we continue as before, following everyone's wishes to kill the monsters and use them as sacrifices?

But... they are all living people.

But if we don’t, more people will die…

Rin also doesn't want to be abandoned by everyone.

I also hope that my sister can become an excellent witch...

Even if it's a living person... Even if it's a living person...

Yaezakura gritted her teeth and cut the water tank open with a knife.

A few blood-red cherry blossoms fluttered from the broken edge.

The sharp Sakura Snow Blade easily cut the water tank open.

Yes.

It doesn't matter whether it's a living person or a monster.

As long as everyone, including Rin, can live a happy and peaceful life, it doesn't matter whether they kill a human... or a monster...

Yaesakura made up her mind and returned to Rin's room.

On the other side, Li Mo carried Chiyo's parents to the river outside the village.

Most villagers usually do not leave the village.

During the day, it is not that dangerous outside the village. Just go back in time before the sun sets.

What's more, there is a cabin as a backup.

If an accident really happens and you don't get back to the village before nightfall, just stay in the cabin and wait for Yaezakura to rescue you.

Of course, it would be a different story if you couldn’t even hold on for ten minutes and were killed by a ghost.

"Hmm? Your vitality is still fading?"

Li Mo noticed that Chiyo's parents' vitality was fading rapidly.

But he could no longer feed them with his own flesh and blood.

First, it is not worth it. Without finding out the source, providing flesh and blood for no reason will only accelerate one's own pollution.

The second is that he can’t do it. He can save ghosts but not people.

Li Mo glanced at the amulet on his neck. It was white, indicating that no invisible ghosts had appeared nearby and his cognition was not disturbed.

If Chiyo's parents were still in human form, Li Mo could only watch their vitality fade away.

"At this rate, I'm afraid it will turn back into a monster in a day or so."

"I can't predict Yaesakura's trajectory, but she's just a child. Her cognitive system is immature, so we can't leave key decisions to her."

"The best-case scenario is that no matter what she chooses, I can lift the veil of truth and complete the ritual alone."

Li Mo analyzed quickly.

He was not so reckless as to trust a woman he had just met for less than a day. What's more, Yae Sakura was not a woman, but just a little girl who had been morally controlled by the whole village since she was a child.

In Li Mo's eyes, she could only be a sharp weapon, helping him deal with some unimportant but necessary matters when necessary.

As for the ceremony, one person is enough.

You must remain calm and face all kinds of strange and bizarre rituals calmly.

No matter what happens or what you encounter along the way, it is enough as long as you always focus on the ultimate goal.

"Grandma Chiyo said that Chiyo's parents were brought to Yae Village when they were young."

"That is to say... they witnessed firsthand the era of cannibalism, war, plague, famine, and fighting."

Only by understanding the other person's life can you make more judgments.

Thinking of this, Li Mo did not delay any further and prepared to kick the two sleeping people awake.

"It's time to wake up."

After saying that, Li Mo kicked them into the river one by one.

The feeling of falling and suffocation instantly woke the two men up. They quickly opened their eyes, paddled their arms to the river bank, grabbed the vegetation on the river bank with both hands, and then climbed ashore with all their strength.

"Huh...Huh...Why am I here?"

"Husband, isn't this the river outside the village?"

"what?!"

Chiyo's mother's reminder was so shocking that it instantly made Chiyo's father jump up excitedly. He quickly pulled Chiyo's mother up and prepared to return to the village.

"Hurry! Go back before it gets dark!"

The two climbed in panic until they saw Li Mo staring at them calmly.

"Don't you have anything else you want to ask?" Li Mo blocked his way.

Chiyo's father shouted anxiously, "Who cares about anything else? Returning to the village is the most urgent thing!"

Chiyo's mother asked in confusion, "You brought us here and threw us into the river?"

Different answers. Although both of them wanted to return to the village, the degree of their desire was completely different.

Li Mo felt that he needed to communicate with the two of them more deeply.

Observe the mental state of the "sacrifice".

However, Chiyo's father didn't seem to want to stay here. He just passed Li Mo and ran back to the village.

The moment he passed by, Li Mo grabbed his neck and threw him against the tree nearby.

"Squeak."

The sound of bones dislocating was particularly crisp.

Li Mo did not kill them. The two men had very little vitality to begin with. If he caused more damage, they would probably turn into monsters on the spot.

But necessary deterrence is needed.

Li Mo touched a cherry tree next to him with his right hand, and his fingers suddenly dug into it.

"hiss--"

The cherry tree was uprooted, and Li Mo casually threw it in front of Chiyo's parents, then said coldly: "I ask, you answer."

"Lie or remain silent, and your end will be no better than this tree."

The two men, who had enjoyed peace for decades, had never seen such a monster. The strongest man in the village could only carry a boulder half his body.

The cherry tree in front of me is as tall as seven or eight people.

Is this guy a monster in human skin?

Under Li Mo's intimidation, Chiyo's parents became much more obedient, standing quietly where they were, not daring to move.

This is a very good phenomenon, at least it allows communication.

The fact that they could communicate showed that their mental pollution was not serious. Of course, it might also be because they had just been fed flesh and blood.

"Very good, it seems you have calmed down. Let me ask the first question."

"Are you natives of Yae Village or outsiders?"

Chiyo's mother: "Outsider."

Chiyo's father: "Indigenous people!"

Li Mo: “…”

After the answer came out, Li Mo walked towards Chiyo's father in silence.

“W-What are you doing!? Aaaaaah!!”

Chiyo's father collapsed on the ground, his right foot bent 90 degrees, well, forward.

"Indeed, the rules are dead. You can cheat me. But you need to know one thing: people can also die. If I kill you here, no one will know it was me."

"I don't want to hear lies from anyone anymore."

Li Mo took out a knife, which was stained with a lot of blood, caused by the previous attack on the chests of the two men, but now it has a great deterrent effect.

"I didn't lie! I didn't lie!" Chiyo's father roared in pain.

Li Mo's eyes were dead, and the blade in his hand was very close to his throat.

Chiyo's father didn't look like he was lying, but Chiyo's grandmother had no reason to lie. There was no way she could have remembered wrongly when she came to Yae Village.

After all, there is a big difference between two or three people coming in, not to mention that the missing person is his own son.

It is impossible for a normal mother to not know where her son was born.

Even if it is the toilet in the vocational school where the world is falling apart, you should remember it clearly.

"Oh!"

There was a collision sound, and dark red blood flowed from the top of Li Mo's head to the tip of his nose.

"..."

Li Mo slowly turned around and looked at Chiyo's mother, who was holding a stone in her hands. After seeing that Li Mo was safe and sound, Chiyo's mother turned pale, and the stone in her hand fell to the ground with a "thump". She stammered and tried to explain: "I... I... I..."

His body was trembling instinctively, especially when he saw the gap on Li Mo's head healing quickly, an inexplicable fear burst out from his heart.

Is he really human?

"……very good."

"You missed your only chance to be saved."

"Wish ya'll good luck."

Li Mo spoke calmly to the two of them, then made way for them.

After hesitating for a while, Chiyo's mother carried Chiyo's father, whose leg was broken, on her back and hurried away.

Ten minutes passed, and Li Mo was still standing there, looking at the mirror that was like a clear mirror.

The self inside looked more like a corpse that was beginning to stiffen than a living person.

I reached out and touched the blood on the back of my head, and it was a chilling feeling that was even colder than weird.

"What a pity. We were still trying to find a way to save them."

“It seems that it is no longer necessary.”

Black blood dripped into the river, creating circle after circle of strange ripples.

The reflection became murky until the entire image could no longer be seen, leaving only a fragmented outline.

Li Mo was thinking...would it be the best outcome to let everyone die here?

Only a few people left. After leaving the strange Yae Village, they had to return to the war-torn era where people could not even eat and had to eat their own children.

"Starving people filled the roads, begging for food from door to door, carrying the elderly and children, their lives hanging on a thread, their stomachs churning, their bodies staggering, and in every village and hamlet, children wailing and women weeping, it was unbearable to hear."

"Fathers sell their sons, husbands sell their wives; their cries shake the fields, and some cannot bear to hear them."

"Family members are cannibalizing each other, and the fields are full of starving corpses."

"Out of fear, pollution takes advantage of the situation and deceives ourselves. We don't want to admit that we are outsiders. If we forget this identity, we can forget the experience of being treated like food as children."

As long as the outside world is miserable, no matter how terrifying Yae Village is, there will always be people who hear the legend and keep looking for it.

To nourish that which draws life from it.