That night, the renowned Onmyoji Shiranui Jinkuro set out with more than a hundred monsters in a grand procession.
Since Shiranui Asuka had stayed with Yanyanluo the whole time, Jin Jianglang had no way to tell her what was happening. He could only send her a Thousand Cranes as a token attempt, hoping she would receive it and stall for a little longer.
As he raced along the road, Jin Jianglang felt somewhat dazed.
If he had to cover one lie with another, this would not be the last thing he would have to do.
But how could he bear to make Yanyanluo sad?
She had never seen cherry blossoms fill the sky, yet she had never voiced a single complaint against the world.
Even though fate had treated her so unfairly, she still treated everyone with kindness.
Even though fate had favored her so greatly, she had lost everything in an instant.
Now Jin Jianglang had decided to take hundreds of monsters to pose as the villagers, but those villagers happened to be the people Yanyanluo knew best.
Though the chances of success were vanishingly slim, he had to try, no matter what.
Whether Yanyanluo hated Onmyoji or monsters, either outcome would be as bad as it could get.
If they really could bluff their way through this, Jin Jianglang had decided that, no matter what, he would go to the Tsuchimikado family and ask why they had taken things this far.
"What exactly are you planning?"
A faint smell of blood drifted through the air.
Cherry blossom petals kept falling onto the corpses.
When Jin Jianglang arrived at Hiezu Village with the monsters, they all stopped in their tracks, frowning.
None of the monsters present had ever tortured humans to death with such brutality.
Every villager, man