The man in the column is perished, and the beginning of the treatment is not miserable

night.

In the Ubuyashiki mansion.

Shang Quannai walked in the familiar corridor. He looked up at the dim lights around him and sighed in his heart.

Half a month ago, he traveled here and became a doctor.

A week ago, he was still in the desperate situation of facing the ghost's death.

Just now, after finally coaxing Takuya Uyashiki and observing his condition, Shang Quanna started wandering around here.

The few people who voluntarily stayed in the courtyard, including Shang Quanna, were arranged into the spare guest rooms.

As for my wife Renshan, Shang Quannai randomly found a room and threw him in.

"sand--"

Shang Quannai's fingers pressed against the lower wall of the wooden corridor, making a rustling friction sound along the way.

"Gah! Karma!" The crows were flying around in the corridor without the ability to think.

Shang Quannai glanced around, walked slowly through the corridor, and came to a room.

Looking at the slightly curved door, he put his hand on it.

Creak——

Opened the door.

It was pitch dark inside, but through the lights in the corridor, I could vaguely see the huge medicine cabinet on one side of the room.

Yes, this room is the guest room where Shang Quannai once lived when he was a doctor.

Now it seems that no one has touched this room after he left.

He walked slowly into the dark room, his ghost vision allowing him to see clearly in the darkness.

Even the table with candles on it, with the year written in Chinese characters on it, has never been moved.

Shang Quanna touched the paper with Chinese characters written on it, but felt melancholy in his heart.

Wu Ke is not dead yet.

You can't slack off yet.

He put down the paper, straightened up, looked around in the dark room, and was about to leave.

At this time!

The sharp-eyed Shang Quannai suddenly discovered that something seemed to be stuffed at the bottom of the table.

He bent down and subconsciously reached out to fish it out, muttering softly:

"This guy... he likes to put some shady things in the corners."

"It was the same with Wu Mei's blood last time. If I hadn't been sharp-eyed, I would have been in Wu Mei's hands that time."

Muttering, Shang Quanna twisted the envelope that was stuffed under the table and took it in his hand.

Straightening up, Shang Quannai carefully read the words written on the envelope.

"It's Chinese characters..." Shang Quannai looked at the six Chinese characters written on the envelope in surprise.

"Kamiizumi Ise Aki"

Next to it is written the address to which the letter should be sent.

"Kyoto, Kamizumi's family."

By the way, this is the Heian Era, and it makes sense for nobles to use Chinese characters.

Thinking about it, Shang Quanna casually opened the envelope, secretly apologizing to Ah Shang, then sat cross-legged on the ground and read the letter attentively.

Open the envelope and take out the yellowed letter paper inside.

Shang Quanna looked at the first vertical line and read subconsciously:

"Father..."

"puff!!"

Shang Quannai almost spit out a mouthful of old blood. He carefully looked at the envelope that Ah Shang had written, and stared at the "Father" in the first line with his mouth agape.

What do you mean?

Do I have an extra father?

Forcibly calming down, Shang Quannai continued to look down.

"Bless you, Father."

"Everyone is in peace, and I hope God will bless you for peace. Don't worry about it, adults."

"I (side book) met a son who was seriously ill."

"It seems like he wants to eat human flesh, so I want to cure him."

"If you are unfilial, you should not go."

"No thoughts, no thoughts."

"Nai."

Shang Quanna read the last letter written by Ah Shang in a dull manner, imagining Ah Shang sitting alone in the dim light, exhausted.

He looked at the last corner of the envelope, which seemed to be stained with something dark brown and red.

Twist it gently with your hands and put it in your mouth.

The sweet rust flavor instantly fills your mouth.

is blood.

When Ah Shang wrote the letter, his health was already failing.

When I wrote this letter, did I discover something special about Wu Mei, or did I want to hint my father to run away through a subtle description?

Shang Quannai held the letter in his hands, his nails dug into the flesh of his fingers, a few drops of blood dripped on the tatami, and he fell into deep thought.

"Gah!" Ying Ya stood on Shang Quan Nai's shoulder and called him suddenly.

Shang Quannai glanced at the turtle and said nothing. After his experiment, the turtle now had no brains.

If he can talk, he is just parroting.

The oil lamp in the corridor flickered dimly and brightly, and Shang Quannai frowned.

He stood up and looked around with narrowed eyes.

After confirming that no red souls were seen nearby, except for Ubuyashiki Takuya, Naosenna sat down again with peace of mind.

Through this letter, Shang Quannai got a useful information.

That is, Ah Shang's family, the Shangquan family.

——In Kyoto.

At this moment, Kyoto, Heian-kyo, is located just to the east of Mount Saagiri.

Shang Quan Nai looked at the trembling handwriting on the last word "Nai" on the letter paper. He sighed deeply and then stuffed the letter paper back into the envelope.

He stood up, placed the envelope on the table, turned around and walked out of the room.

Creak——

After closing the door to the room, Shang Quannai's eyes turned scarlet.

Wu Mei is still alive. If you want to kill him, more people need to participate in the ghost killing operation.

With this thought in mind, Shang Quannai walked towards the outside of the mansion, with a white bone knife in his hand.

He planned to go farther away to see if he could find other ghosts.

But what Shang Quanna didn't notice was that the crow standing on his shoulder had just been locked in the doctor's room by him.

…

boom!

boom!

"Gah!! Karma!" The crow flapped its wings and slammed against the door, shouting with all its strength.

But it was already late at night, and no one could hear the crow.

"Gah!!" Perhaps knowing this reason, the eagle crow stopped shouting after shouting a few times, turned around and fell to the ground.

Running around like a free-roaming chicken.

Snap! Snap! Snap!

The crow runs quickly!

Bang!

The crow stepped on something slimy!

"Gah?" Yao Ya lowered his black head, his yellow eyes were full of doubts, and looked at the soles of his feet.

The red liquid dripped onto the tatami at some point, and it happened to be stepped on by the crow.

The bird folded its wings and squatted next to the red liquid. He turned his head left and right.

Finally, he pecked at the red liquid on the ground!

"Snapped!"

A little red blood extended along the crow's beak. He raised his head blankly and poured the blood into his mouth.

"Snapped!"

The dull bird slowly lowered its head and pecked at the blood on the ground.

Then, the crow raised its head, its yellow eyes full of wisdom in the darkness.

"My wife...my wife...nai, nai..."

A unique voice came from the doctor's room deep in the corridor.

"Alas!!"

The maid who was passing by the corridor heard the sound coming from the long-abandoned guest room, and was so frightened that she ran away in panic.