Started from practicing sword in the countryside of the second dimension

The old woman could not hold out until here and passed away halfway through the journey.

"She likes candy, right?"

The old woman's room was very simple, with everything neatly arranged there.

The only slightly messy thing was one corner of the table, where there were a few pieces of cloth with some scattered candy crumbs on them.

Considering that the other party liked candy, General Jieshen thought about it and made the product of his previous research results into the shape of a candy block.

This is a sugar block that conforms to the standard of sugar making in the human world, yellowish-brown in color, with some impurities.

But it is different from the ordinary impurities produced by sugar makers in the human world.

The impurities between these sugar cubes are substances that can transform ordinary humans and allow them to achieve immortality to a certain extent.

"Master All-God?"

It seemed that she was aware of the movement nearby. It was clearly her last breath, and it would not be strange if she couldn't hold it at any time. However, the old woman opened her eyes when the gods and generals came over.

“…This is a really long breath.”

Seeing that the other party still had the strength to open his eyes, all the gods, generals and ministers couldn't help but complain.

With his reaction speed, he can definitely deal with the opponent before he can finally breathe his last.

The problem is that he didn't even need to protect him. It was a miracle that the other party could still open his eyes.

But this also saves a little effort.

He raised his hand and handed over the candy he had just made.

"The Lord of All Gods gave me a piece of candy? I am really lucky, old lady. Even if it is just an illusion, my life is not in vain."

Because the old woman was now holding on with her last breath, she was in a daze, although she opened her eyes and saw all the gods and ministers.

But overall it was like being half asleep and half awake, with a strange sense of unreality.

So she just reached out and took the candy from the God General.

But it is the moment you touch the candy.

The vitality that had dried up in the old woman's body suddenly burst out, like a dead tree coming back to life, and she no longer looked lifeless.

However, this anger did not make the opponent's fatigue disappear. On the contrary, because of the follow-up strength, the breath that was originally used to hold on was able to relax.

The fatigue and tiredness that I had previously not felt suddenly came up again.

And this seemed to have led the old woman to some kind of wrong judgment.

She stuffed the imaginary candy, which she thought was obtained from a hallucination, into her mouth as if she was eating the last piece of candy in her life.

He even smacked his lips twice.

"So sweet~~"

Then she closed her eyes and fell into a deep sleep.

"Eh?!"

The moment the old woman ate the candy, Kaishin Shochen heard an uncontrollable scream coming from Onozuka Komachi outside the room.

However, the other party immediately realized his gaffe and resumed his role as a passerby counting the gaps between the tatami mats and observing the texture of the gaps between the bricks.

After confirming that the old woman's condition had stabilized, Kaishin Shōchen looked back at Onozuka Komachi behind him without saying anything more.

Just like when he appeared, he stepped into the moonlight and then disappeared as if melting into the moonlight.

"Uh...what should I do now?"

After making sure that Kaishin Shōchen had completely left, Onozuka Komachi glanced at the old woman in the room who was breathing steadily, and scratched his head in confusion.

Chapter 307 The Drunk Death at the Night Market

"Death is moving away from Gensokyo."

"Huh? What's wrong with you all of a sudden?"

In the human world, in an ordinary teahouse, some people were drinking tea when someone spoke mysteriously.

Because there was no context and the words were strange, people nearby basically just glanced at them and ignored them.

Only the friend sitting opposite him was stunned for a moment by the other party's sudden words, and then continued to drink tea and swallow the meatballs as a snack.

"No, I'm serious. Haven't you noticed that there hasn't been a funeral ceremony in the village for quite some time?"

"It's just that I've been lucky lately. This year should be a lucky year."

"No, no, no, I don't think this is luck at all, especially for that old lady Fengjian who lives in the southeast. Didn't she keep saying that she saw the All-God Lord a few days ago?"

"The Zenmyoujin-sama you're talking about is like a statue enshrined in a shrine. That's the Zenmyoujin-sama, and it's not uncommon for him to go out on a whim."

This friend didn't think there was anything wrong with it at all. He finished the whole skewer of five meatballs in one, two, and three bites.

The other party's rapid eating made the man realize something, and he quickly picked up a string from the plate to avoid finding out that his friend had eaten all the meatballs when he finished speaking.

"But some people say that the Grim Reaper from Hell was active nearby that day. I think there must be something wrong."

"This is obviously nonsense. The death god of hell is something that most people know about. Where did you hear that from?"

"Go to the night stall owner near the trail in the Enchanted Forest."

"Ah~~ That, I remember the owner of that store seemed to be a monster, I'm surprised you would go there to eat."

"If it's near the village, there shouldn't be any problem. In fact, many people have been there."

"No, no, no, what surprised me was not the safety, but the fact that you have the money to eat there. After all, stalls run by monsters are usually quite expensive."

"Gu, don't mention it. For the past half month, I can only dig some wild vegetables as side dishes."

"So that's why you're telling me stories here, right? You want to take advantage of me."

"Can you help me? I'm so hungry that smoke is coming out of my throat."

"Now that we've finished eating, it's about time to go home."

As the two talked, they found that they had finished all the meatballs they ordered.

Although the man telling the story was not full, he thought he could get through the day and prepared to leave.

"Give this young man four more skewers of meatballs."

"Um, you are......"

However, just as he was about to leave, a big man at the next table immediately slammed the table and asked the proprietress for four skewers of meatballs.

However, after looking at the big man for a few times, this person had no impression of him at all, so he asked with some confusion.

"I'm just an outsider listening to the story. Don't leave yet. Tell everyone what you heard. These meatballs will be a treat for you."

"Yeah, yeah, don't run away just because you aroused our curiosity."

"How dare you go to that night stand to eat? Although the food tastes good, it's expensive. The drunk monsters might even start fighting, and we ordinary people would easily get hurt if we were around."

"So you've been there."

"Well, there's nothing I can do. We don't have many hours open at night."

"Anyway, please finish your next talk."

Because Gensokyo is closed, most of the time the teahouse is really just a place to drink tea and eat snacks.

Although outsiders would occasionally come and tell stories in the teahouse because they had no means of livelihood, there was actually not much to talk about with the outside world.

After saying everything that can be said, the teahouse will return to normal.

The profession of storyteller is actually quite rare.

Therefore, as long as the story is novel, they will want to find out the truth even if it is simple.

Not to mention that this story is happening right next to them.

"Okay, since you guys want to hear it, I won't hide it from you. But let me make it clear first, I heard all this from the night market, so don't ask me for the details."

"No, no, just get to the point."

"Ahem, actually, when I went to the night market that day, the Grim Reaper happened to be sitting next to me."

"Ah?! The Grim Reaper is sitting next to you, are you bragging?"

"Would I brag about something like this? Am I that kind of person? I only know about this because the Grim Reaper was there that day. Otherwise, think about it, even if it was the monster boss of the night stall, would he dare to gossip about the Grim Reaper behind his back?"

"You just said you heard it from the night stall owner.

A friend in the crowd noticed Huadian and immediately raised questions.

"Isn't it because this guy treated me to meatballs? When telling a story, I have to be honest. I could have just said it casually, but since he treated me to food, of course I have to tell the truth."

This man seemed to be very shrewd, without a trace of lying, which made the people around him look at each other in surprise.

But if you think about it carefully, what he said is true. Even if he is a monster, a monster running a night stall certainly wouldn't dare to gossip about the god of death behind his back.

After all, although monsters have a long lifespan, they are not immortal. If they are killed, they will still die and then flow into hell along the Sanzu River.

If the Grim Reaper finds out that it is the guy who gossiped about him back then, who knows what will happen if he is petty.

"So what do you mean by death before leaving Gensokyo?"

After he spoke like this, his friends who were originally planning to leave became curious.

Since the other party dares to say this, he must have really experienced something personally, which is why he made such remarks.

"Well, how should I put it... that day when I was eating there, the Grim Reaper suddenly came over and without saying a word, he ordered a lot of soju from the stall owner. He didn't even order any snacks and just kept forcing me to drink. I was so scared that I was standing next to him."

"What does it have to do with you if the other party forces you to drink? Why are you still afraid?"

"I can't help but be afraid. The Death God started to complain after just a few drinks. He first talked about how the King of Hell was rigid and made her work all day, and then talked about how hard it was for her to receive those lonely souls every day... Do you think I, an ordinary person, would be afraid listening to this?"

"Uh, can you just say something like that? Maybe the other person is just an alcoholic who thinks he is the god of death."

"That makes sense. How could a Death God stay drunk at a night market like an ordinary person?"

"At first, I had the same thought as everyone else, wondering how that guy could be a death god, but the problem is that she mentioned some key things."

"The key thing?"

"That's right. When her stage was filled with shochu bottles, she started to complain about Grandma Kazama. She said that Grandma Kazama's life span had come to an end and she was ready to take her to the Sanzu River, but she didn't expect that Grandma Zenshin would suddenly extend her life."

Chapter 308: Immortality for All

"Is this true? I've never heard of any connection between Grandma Kazama and Lord Zenshin."

"No, there should be one. I heard that Grandma Fengjian's family had a full-god stone passed down from their ancestors."

"All-God Stone? It seems that Lord All-God gave away a lot of them. I think I have one at home too."

"When Master Quanshen was active in the village in his early years, he gave it to many people. Does this count as a connection?"

"Tsk tsk, you don't understand this, right? I gave a lot in the beginning, but I haven't heard anything in the past few decades. Maybe Master Quanshen is nostalgic and went to help Grandma Fengjian."

"Hmm... So you want to say that the All-God forced Grandma Kazama to stay in the human world, but is that really a good thing? Doesn't the God of Death in Hell already know that it was done by the All-God?"

Although the ordinary people in these teahouses knew that the entire Gensokyo was maintained by the All-God, many documents also recorded the scene when Gensokyo was separated from the human world.

However, this only brought their respect for the Almighty to a very high level.

Ordinary people don’t understand what the Omniscient God is capable of and how powerful he is.

However, descriptions of hell, death, and the destination where people go after death bring great fear to ordinary people.

Therefore, although they revere the All-God, they have no way of judging who is stronger between the All-God and the gods of death in hell.

Especially now that the work of the God of Death is in conflict with what All Gods do, they are somewhat worried that Hell will come and arrest All Gods.

"You don't understand this, do you? Have you forgotten what I said at the beginning?"

"In the beginning? Death is leaving Gensokyo..."

"That's right. Do you think that just because I want to extend my life, I will say such a thing? No, never!"