Wulang didn't know how to answer, because if he spoke, he would be exposed as a man.

It's so shameful.

Jiujin looked at the silent girl in front of him thoughtfully and sighed silently.

Judging from her dress, she was probably not a rebel or a Tasha-treader. She was most likely a foreign tourist or someone from Narukami Island. However, those ears reminded him of Goro, the leader of the rebel army just a short distance away.

However, General Goro is a male and does not seem to have any sisters. It must be just a coincidence.

"Leave as soon as possible..."

Jiujin originally wanted to persuade Goro to leave, but halfway through, he seemed to have heard something and actually fell silent.

After a moment, he looked at Wulang again.

"Guest, it's cold and rainy, please go sit inside."

Although Jiujin still had a kind smile on his face, this smile looked a little weird compared to before.

Because in this kind smile, there is a little more evil intention.

As a general of the resistance army, coupled with the instinct of dogs when facing danger, Goro immediately sensed the malice of the other party.

His ears, which had been folded back due to nervousness, immediately stood up, and he subconsciously reached for his bow and arrow.

"Oops, when I was changing clothes just now..."

After taking a moment, Goro remembered that for the convenience of changing clothes just now, both the short sword and the long bow he was wearing had been placed with Mr. Himura.

"Girl, be careful not to catch a cold."

Jiujin's expression became more and more strange. He was completely different from when he saved Goro just now. The originally friendly smile on his face also became ferocious.

The surrounding villagers seemed to have heard something calling, and there was a faint tendency to surround them.

The crisis is about to break out.

"Village chief, it's time to take medicine."

At this critical moment, another voice sounded from the end of the village.

And this sound was like a bucket of ice water in summer, which made all the villagers, including Jiujin, shiver, and their eyes became clear again.

Wulang looked at the entrance of the village and found a young man dressed as a pharmacist standing there.

The young man was pushing a small cart, and the only oil-paper umbrella was placed on top of the small cart, blocking the buckets of liquid medicine on the cart.

The rain and sweat were intertwined, and they could no longer distinguish each other, but he still held on to the cart that seemed to be about to fall at any time, and looked here resolutely.

"Preserve...preserve the capital."

Jiujin also noticed what was strange about him just now. He subconsciously dropped the hoe in his hand and took a few steps back. He didn't dare to look at Goro anymore, and his chest rose and fell much faster than before.

Under the cover of the rain, it was impossible to see his expression clearly.

"It's time to take medicine. Everyone, come over and take medicine."

Homoto winked at Goro and motioned for him to wait for him at the entrance of the village, and then began to distribute the "liquid" he pushed.

These villagers should also know their own situation, so they did not resist the liquid medicine sent to them with guaranteed capital, and even took the initiative to drink it.

Those who are terminally ill will only stare blankly at the sky, and then quietly disappear in the village one night.

No one knows where they went.

In fact, when everyone was still healthy, the teacher who kept the capital had tried to follow a certain patient.

But after she came back, she went crazy. The village chief was afraid that she would hurt others, so he locked her in the cellar of the village.

She has been silent for several days.

"Save money, this medicine can cure our disease, right?"

Looking at the bowl of sweet-tasting liquid in front of him, Jiujin was silent for a moment and then asked Homoto.

There was a pause in the action of distributing the medicine while preserving capital, but soon returned to normal.

"It can, it must be possible."

After receiving the promise of guaranteed capital, Jiujin said nothing, raised his head and drank the liquid in one gulp.

"Send that girl away, it's too dangerous here."

After helping Baoben take back the porcelain bowls from which the villagers drank the medicinal liquid, Jiujin whispered.

He himself also knew that if it hadn't been for the words of Bao Bao, I'm afraid they would have been... Unexpectedly, even he had been affected.

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Watching Jiujin leave, Homoto couldn't help but ask.

"Although the town property has been destroyed, it should still have some effect. I must try my best to maintain it, otherwise..."

Jiujin didn't say any more, because they had all seen the power of the evil spirit.

It was a serious illness that even the teacher who had saved his money could not solve it. Now...it seemed that he could only place his hope on the illusory gods.

"Chief Jiujin, look at this."

Touching the sheet that had been hidden in his arms, Baoben gritted his teeth and took it out.

This was posted on the door of his house after a spy from the shogunate army sneaked into Hachiro Island.

[Residents, please do not panic. Mr. Kujo Tenryo Shokyo deeply feels the pain of the refugees on the Bayeng Island and has come to rescue you. Tianling Shougong will escort you all to leave the island safely. If you are in urgent need of help, please come to the Kujo Army forward camp as soon as possible. 】

Logically speaking, Jiujin should be happy that there are officials willing to rescue them.

But when he saw this flyer, Jiujin's originally calm expression turned ferocious again.

"The shogunate and the rebels are all the same, and neither of them is a good thing!"

Feimu Village became what it is, all thanks to these two parties.

The people in Feimu Village are just ordinary farmers. They just want to live. What's wrong with that?

Why do ordinary people like them have to bear the responsibility for the mistakes made by the shogunate and the rebels?

After realizing that something was wrong with his situation, Jiujin quickly calmed down his anger, but the blue veins popping up on his forehead showed that he was actually not feeling very well.

"Show them these flyers. If they want to leave... I won't stop them."

Jiujin knew that he was the head of a village and there were many things he needed to make decisions about.

But when it comes to everyone's life and safety, he can't make decisions for everyone.

What if the people from the shogunate were kind and really saved everyone? Maybe some people in Feimu Village could still survive.

He gave everyone the choice to stay or go.

He will not keep those who want to leave, nor will he expel those who want to stay.

"Hey, guaranteed boy, are you leaving?"

Looking at Baoben who was starting to sort out the flyers, Jiujin asked him this before leaving.

Homomoto and his teacher Miss Naoko are not locals of Feimi Village, but traveling doctors who travel around, which means that even if they leave when the evil spirit breaks out, the people of Feimi Village will not say anything.

But the Naoko doctor still insisted on staying, even if the cost was death.

"I am the only doctor left here. Even if my medical skills are not as good as the teacher's, but...who is not afraid of death?"

There was some uprightness in the beginning, but I didn't expect that the last sentence was discouraging.
Chapter completed!