The main Hokage man will only hinder my speed in making hand seals

The more Qinghe listened, the more he felt that it was a cult. If salvation was so easy, how could there be so many struggling people in the world?

However, Qinghe did not shatter the woman's last hope. After all, people still need some hope in life.

Although she couldn't empathize with them at all now, she thought that something that so many people were pursuing must have its meaning.

It is too cruel to take away other people's hope for survival.

Qinghe echoed the woman's words: "Is that so? That's great. I want to go and see it."

"It sounds so fake, face the reality." Xuan Mi interrupted their conversation bluntly.

"That must be true. Everyone says so. The Patriarch will surely be able to save us!"

The woman was no longer afraid of Xuan Mi at this time, and she retorted excitedly.

Before Xuan Mi could scold the woman to wake her up, Qinghe took the umbrella and poked his arm hard with the tip of the umbrella.

"Non-believers should just keep quiet and stop judging other people's beliefs. Just because you haven't seen it doesn't mean it doesn't exist, idiot."

If it weren't for this position, Qinghe could only poke his arm, and she wanted to poke his mouth.

"Got it, I'll just shut up, okay? Don't poke me with the umbrella, it hurts!"

Her umbrella could pierce even ghosts, and she actually used it to poke him?!

Xuan Mi compromised, but not completely. He refused to admit defeat and said, "Can faith alone feed me? The only thing that can support me is my own labor."

If there really is a son of God, he has not come to save the world. If prayer alone can eliminate evil spirits, then Xuan Mi can become a monk and kneel in front of the Buddha for the rest of his life.

"Even if gods really exist, they won't even look at us mortals." Xuan Mi doesn't believe in gods and Buddhas. Even if they really exist, he doesn't believe it.

Drop after drop of cold water fell on Xuan Mi's shoulders. He looked up at the sky. Was it raining?

Ah, that's not right...

Xuan Mi froze instantly. No way? Why was she crying?

The woman didn't say anything, but just suppressed her sobs.

Xuan Mi was like a rusty robot, looking at Qinghe in a stuttering manner, and signaling her with his eyes to say something to comfort the woman.

Unfortunately, Qinghe couldn't see his eyes clearly, but Qinghe could feel the increasingly sad and painful emotions coming from the woman.

So, people who can't read the atmosphere are really a headache. Now it's okay, right? It's making me cry.

"I'm sorry, I also want to accept the reality, but I simply can't accept it." The woman covered her face, her tears flowing like a flood that broke through a dam, becoming even more turbulent.

What could she do? The lover she wanted to be with for her whole life suddenly passed away. He asked her to take good care of herself with his love, but she could not protect anything.

The house was smashed and all the belongings that stored her and his past were destroyed by the villagers. She couldn't even survive with his hopes.

"It's so painful. I can't do anything."

The woman could no longer control her emotions and burst into tears.

"I was just talking nonsense. The Eternal Paradise Sect must be real." Xuan Mi made excuses in a panic.

"Aren't you going to meet that patriarch? You will definitely get a solution."

Xuan Mi now understood why Qinghe wanted to poke him just now. He really shouldn't have said that.

Qinghe poked Xuanya's thigh with the umbrella again, signaling him to lower his body.

Xuan Mi knelt down on one knee subconsciously. No matter who it was, he told him to carry the woman on his back and stop her from crying.

"But putting your hopes on a cult will only make it more painful." Qinghe took away the woman's hands that were covering her face and wiped her tears with a handkerchief.

"Hey!"

Xuan Mi was anxious. Talking about the cult so bluntly would make this woman cry even harder, right?

Qinghe covered Xuanmi's mouth with his right hand and told people who speak rudely to stop talking for the time being.

“When you combine hard work and living, it sounds like a very painful thing.”

"But, since we are all alive, let's just follow the crowd."

"Huh?" The woman looked at Qinghe blankly.

"Mmmm!" Xuan Mi struggled. Was she sure she was not persuading others to die by saying this?

He thought she was better at talking than him, but he didn't expect that once she opened her mouth, she was not any better than him.

Qinghe pinched the restless Xuanmi's tendons, calming him down temporarily.

What opinion did this idiot want to express? No matter what the opinion was, the person who made the girl cry should shut up at this time.

Qinghe continued to speak to the crying woman:

“Life seems to be meaningless in the first place, but it is slowly filled with meaningful things while we are alive.”

"Just live for now with the mindset that something interesting will happen soon, ok, big sister."

Miraculously, the woman's tears stopped. She looked at Qinghe and sought an answer from her: "Should I live?"

"I don't know." Qing and herself had no answer.

But she moved closer, covered the woman's eyes with her left hand and told her: "But he wants you to be alive."

Since her vision was blocked, it should have been pitch black in front of her, but in the darkness, the woman saw the figure of her lover standing beside her.

[I'm still here, I'll be with you. ]

Qinghe let go of her hand, looked into the woman's eyes, and asked her, "It seems that such expectations cannot be easily let down, right?"

"Yeah." The woman's tears began to fall again, but this time there was a faint light in her eyes.

"I want to live well and live until I become an old woman!" The woman wiped away her tears fiercely.

Although he didn't know the principle, Xuan Mi felt that the woman had been coaxed by Qinghe.

"Come on." Qinghe said to the woman, then tapped Xuanya's arm with his finger: "Kind ghost hunter, please introduce a secure job to my elder sister."

The woman quickly refused: "No, it's too much trouble for you."

"I understand." Xuan Mi stood up again with the woman on his back.

The Demon Slayer Corps is not entirely composed of demon-killing team members. There are also Inui who are responsible for handling the aftermath, Chouya who are responsible for medical treatment, and the Shidohana Family Monk Family who are composed of ordinary people.

The sky gradually brightened, and a fork in the road appeared ahead, leading to two different places.

The woman had fallen asleep on Xuan Mi's back. The crow was leading the way in front. At the end of one of the roads was the house with the Wisteria family emblem, and it would lead them there.

Haruka, however, headed towards another path and she didn't intend to continue walking with them.

She had been planning to go back, but since she was already here and there were some tourist attractions nearby, she decided to go and take a look.

"Hey, over here." Xuan Mi called Qinghe.

"I plan to visit the Eternal Paradise Sect, so I'll leave it to you, big sister." Qinghe waved to him and continued walking without looking back.

"My name is Fushigawa Xuanya, what's your name?" Xuanya finally remembered to ask the name.

"Haruka. Goodbye, Xuanya."

Qinghe's back disappeared around the bend in the path.

Xuan Mi retracted his gaze and muttered to himself: "Strange person."

He felt that Qinghe had some indescribable mysterious aura about him.