Chapter 762: Conspiracy, killing, list, and evidence under the leaflet

Jiang Yi eliminated Jiujin's madness over and over again.

After being possessed by the "evil spirit", the other party's consciousness was so distorted that Jiang Yi was unable to completely restore him to normal and could only treat him as much as possible.

The red lotus fire under his feet disappeared, the sky was filled with wind and clouds, and Jiang Yi felt that another talisman had been repaired by Ying and Paimeng.

A thin layer of dark clouds lingered above the evil spirit's head, the thunder subsided, the rainstorm disappeared, and a little sunshine appeared.

The bloodshot in Washizu's eyes in front of him gradually faded away.

The crazy spirit gradually regained its calm.

As if waking up from a nightmare, he stood there, recalling the past scenes, the sins he had committed, and the teachings given by Jiang Yi.

Sins cannot be wiped out by death; they can only be redeemed while alive.

"The voice of the heart." The noisy "God's words" in his ears disappeared, and a peaceful voice came through.

"Let's go back and take a look later. I have rescued the patients in Feimu Village and Bayun Island. They need the leadership of a village chief who has both military power and wisdom."

Jiang Yi said, and stretched out his hand.

“The rebellion of the evil spirits will be quelled, but the disaster of monsters will always exist. The villagers need you to protect them with your blade and martial arts and rebuild their homes.”

With tears in his eyes, Washizu looked at the handsome man who suppressed, killed and devoured the nine-headed evil god.

In the distance, there seems to be the sound of waves hitting the rocks. The overlapping blue waves and white birds return to the gradually beautiful Bayun Island where the sea and the sky meet.

"Thank you... for your mercy."

He placed the knife on the ground, knelt on his knees, and performed the most solemn ceremony for Inazuma.

The power and consciousness of great kindness and the mythical figure will make him unforgettable forever.

"I will atone for my sins." His forehead touched the land that was once stained with blood, the once peaceful home.

Repeated worship, repeated forbearance, repeated madness, repeated desire and expectation, offering innocent sacrifices to the evil god, just for this Bayun Island.

He often told outsiders and villagers he lured here, "Some people will wear masks and deceive you, but 'he' will help you. 'He' will always help you."

The person who wore the mask and deceived others was himself. Now he is too ashamed to face anyone and cannot take it off.

The more you try to hide something, the more obvious it becomes. It's just like the previous sneak attack with a knife on someone from behind, it was too obvious.

"Watch what's behind you..."

"Be careful……"

"Hey... Village Chief... You... are back."

Three balls of light flew out from Jiang Yi's hands. The resentment and obsession inside sensed something, and with a little bit of sadness and relief, they dissipated little by little and merged into the shrine on this side.

Jiang Yi picked a few wild flowers nearby and placed them in front of the shrine.

"Get up!" he said to Washizu, "Now, follow me to kill people."

Flyers fell in front of Washizu.

This is, it is full of "sincerity".

"Residents, please do not panic. Lord Kujo Tenrei Bugyo deeply feels the pain of the refugees on Yayun Island and has come to rescue them."

"Tianling Fengxing will escort you all to leave the island safely."

"If you need help urgently, please come to the Kujo Army's forward camp as soon as possible."

Washizu looked up at the flyer.

The leaflets in this eye are just empty talk.

He picked up the knife and followed Jiang Yi to the side of the island.

They first found a few lost texts on the ground.

"The fear of war among the frontline troops on Bayun Island is very serious, and has aroused the serious concern of the patriarch..."

"Master Zhengren once wrote to me and reported the situation of the 'evil spirit' causing chaos on the island, but the head of the family was not moved at all, but was furious..."

Washizu flipped through the text quickly.

"So we were sent here to inspect the situation on the island, and then report back with the truth to encourage Master Zhengren to make a concerted effort and directly attack the rebels' lair..."

"Otherwise, the master of the family will consider removing Master Masahito from his position as general and replacing him with Master Sara."

Jiang Yi put his hands behind his back and said, "Now that you're done, keep going."

He had no intention of provoking hatred between Himiki Village and the Shogunate Army, because they already had a blood feud. At this moment, he was just collecting evidence and letting the village chief know the truth and make a decision.

"This main attack is also because of this letter!" he sighed.

Washizu followed silently, looking for traces of the shogunate army along the way.

"I had a nightmare. I dreamed that a small island in the western sea was submerged by quicksand. It was very weird..."

"I have a rash on my skin, and my chest feels itchy and wet... I must report this to the master of the family. The matter of the 'evil spirit' is not a lie..."

New text appears.

"The skull of the snake god is staring at us ferociously. Its remaining soul still hates the people of the victor. We must leave this place as soon as possible, otherwise the consequences will be unimaginable..."

Washizu looked at the diary and realized that the shogunate army was also infected by the evil god.

He wanted to laugh, but he couldn't, and he just felt sad.

The next moment, he clenched his palms and gritted his teeth, full of murderous intent.

"We will turn north and head to the vicinity of the Himuk Village..."

The text above turned into a bloody ghost in his eyes.

"...Please remember the master's instructions: speed is of the essence in war. If there are sick refugees on the island, do not show mercy. Quickly lure them to gather at the ferry and sink their boats halfway. If anyone asks, claim they are rebels, so as to prevent a small 'evil spirit' from disturbing the general's rule..."

His heavy breathing sounded like a bellows, his eyes were almost bleeding, and his uncontrollable madness made him run forward to follow the trail.

"Shogunate... Shogunate... Shogunate army..."

"Kill you, kill you..."

The words linger in my mind, as if wailing.

"The situation in Himiki Village is not good. Gongozaemon is the best swordsman among us, and his body is still relatively healthy..."

"So I sent him to interrogate the village chief to find out if he was hiding any deserters... He has not returned yet... I sent Yamada to warn him..."

"Wait another half an hour. If no one is seen, the village will be regarded as aiding the rebels and will be dealt with immediately..."

The figure of a shogunate warrior appeared in his memory, making him smile ferociously.

"It's you! It turns out that not all the people I sacrificed were innocent."

His anger and murderous intent were endless. The armor on his body rubbed against the surrounding dead branches, making noises. His footsteps touched the ground, and the blade full of lightning cut through the bushes.

He ran all the way.

Jiang Yi put away the evidence and looked towards Mingshen Island: "These living beings...this innocent blood...General Lei Dian, you should see this..."

He walked slowly, giving Washizu time to take revenge.

It is also to calm my mind.

In front, although the Shogunate army was infected by the evil spirit and was in a bad mental state, the items on their bodies fell off when they went crazy, they were bleeding from their noses and mouths, and their skin was ulcerated, but they were not dead at the moment.

A shogunate soldier on guard saw Washizu running all the way and drew his sword vigilantly.

There was a flash of lightning, and he was beheaded by a single blow.

"Enemy attack!"

"Rebels!"

"kill!"

The blades collided, and an invisible healing wind surrounded Washizu.

The battle ended quickly, leaving the battlefield littered with broken limbs and arms. Washizu knelt on one knee with the blade in his hand stuck into the ground.

"I'm going to take their heads away..."

"Please, merciful and powerful, tell me where the shipwreck is."

Jiang Yi nodded.

Take him to a sea area.

"If you want... I can go to the sea to retrieve their bodies..." Jiang Yi looked at the sunken ships under the ocean.

There are only the last group of survivors left in Himuki Village.

Chojiro no longer trusted the people in the city because he had encountered the shogunate army who wanted to capture him as a guide.

"I will inherit this hatred and report it to His Majesty the Great Palace..." After a long silence, Washizu threw the heads of the shogunate soldiers into the sea to pay tribute to the dead. "Please wait for a moment, collect their bodies and return them to their hometown."

He recited the scriptures that were used to comfort the deceased soul at Inazuma's funeral.

The heads of the shogunate army were filthy and not worthy of going to Himiki Village, so after the worship, they were left here to be eaten by the fish in the sea and rot in the mud.

Jiang Yi stretched out his hand, the sea water surged, and the corpses that were washed and scattered in all directions by the ocean currents floated on the sea in layers, and then separated one by one, taking with them the belongings they left with.

Washizu knelt down and said, "Please purify their souls and bodies so that they will not be disturbed by the evil spirits."

"As you wish!" Golden flames appeared in Jiang Yi's hands.

The flames burned, emitting the aura of the "evil spirit", and then were swallowed up silently by it.

Jars of ashes brought the lost souls to the shore.

Washizu looked at the "gods" who responded to almost everything, knelt down devoutly, and clasped his hands together: "May they go to the Pure Land of Peace."

He took out a torn list.

"Torajiro, 13 years old, died of illness; Shinji, 32 years old, died of illness; Midori, 25 years old, died of illness..."

"The three brothers of the Jiangxia family died in battle; Kitada, 27 years old, was pursued by the shogunate; Yoshiko, 36 years old, died of illness; Tsuko, 18 years old, fell into the sea..."

He stroked the names on it, which included the names of the villagers he had protected and the people he had sacrificed, and were evidence of his endless sins and killings of innocent people.

"An unknown passer-by, offering sacrifice; Gongozaemon, about 30 years old (?), offering sacrifice;"

"Chiyo, 4 years old, returned to Japan; Chiyo's mother, about 25 years old (?), returned to Japan together; Yingming, 23 years old, was summoned..."

“He” never bestowed any gifts. Each gift was the property left behind by the deceased above, used as bait to attract living sacrifices for “his” return…

Washizu looked at the last name, "Choji's mother, about 32 years old (?), missing. This person is pleasing to 'him', and he will find her..."

When ordinary people encounter evil spirits, their bodies are eroded by their power and their minds gradually become confused and rebellious, but it is completely different for Choji's mother.

Her mind and body were not seriously affected, except for persistent fever and intermittent minor bleeding, which was not life-threatening at all.

According to Dr. Naomoto, the power of the evil spirit flows freely in her body, which is why he thought that Choji's mother was favored when he was crazy.

Trying to... sacrifice alive.

"I am a sinner... Please forgive my repeated requests and offenses, and forgive my greed and transgressions."

He trembled with the fear of his many disrespects and prayers.

"Please grant me the fire and light of purification, so that I can call back their souls and spirits, and bring back their pure and uncontaminated corpses..."

Jiujin knew that he couldn't get rid of the evil spirit aura on those corpses, so he asked Jiang Yi for help again.

Jiang Yi looked at the village chief with mixed feelings: "The lantern at the door of Changci's house is the fire you want."

That lamp was lit when he comprehended the law of fire, and it would hardly go out.

Re-granting power can have special effects.

"Thank you for your tolerance and mercy." After bowing his head, Jiujin went to find a broken wooden cart on the beach, repaired it, and put the urns on it. He wanted to pull them back himself and bring them back to his hometown.

As an irresponsible village chief.

"Go home."

In the sea breeze, the sad soul song floats.

From then on, Himukura no longer believed in His Majesty the Ogosho... and no longer worshipped the "evil god".