That year when the Jiang River opened, the bombing took away the girl I had never married.
I pried open the cellar of Guan's house and touched the ancestral compass that my father had been forbidden to touch for three generations.
They said Qi Men Dun Jia is feudal superstition, I laughed——
Empty the enemy's warehouses tonight and take away their rations tomorrow night. Later, even the heavy firepower will be wiped out by you.
Until Watanabe, the onmyoji from the other side, came to my door and made my mother's hair into a shikigami.
I wiped the blood from the corner of my mouth and crushed the jade pendant she left behind.
The roars of three hundred wronged souls came from the ground.
"Shit," I grinned.
"Today, let me show you what the things left by our ancestors are -
Specializes in treating all kinds of dissatisfaction. "
