Mt. Fuji, known as the national mountain of the Oriental Kingdom, is only a few dozen miles from Kyoto.

The mountain peaks are majestic, the trees are luxuriant, the waterfalls are down-and-down, the scenery here is picturesque all year round, there are many thousand-year-old monuments on the middle of the mountain, the pavilions and pavilions are extremely beautiful.

(Note: Please don't sit on Mount Fuji in this article and Mount Fuji in reality, in the same way, Oriental country does not mean that it is R-based, and there are many fictions.) ）

However, just as Mt. Fuji is a world-famous scenic spot, Mt. Fuji is most famous as a place where the Fuji family cultivated.

Fuji Nagawa is the first martial saint of the Oriental Kingdom, and the Fuji family has been the largest martial artist in the East for thousands of years.

Mt. Fuji is regarded as the center of cultivation for the Fuji family.

Halfway up the mountain, there is a palace and pavilion, all of which are the cultivation places of the Fuji family, and visitors who go to Fuji Mountain to play do not dare to approach easily.

The red maple trees shade the pavilion of the temple, and a wide square is surrounded by many martial arts masters and disciples of the Fuji family.

This square is a martial arts training ground for the disciples of the Fuji family, and all the masters and disciples of the Fuji family gathered, but not to practice martial arts, but because Qinghe brought back two corpses with a sword.

"Qinghe, what happened to the eldest brother and the seventh junior brother?" A middle-aged man who looked to be in his forties, dressed in a red kimono, asked Qinghe with a shocked face.

This middle-aged man is Fuji Mingxuan, the third of Fuji Nagawa's five godsons.

"The third senior brother, the senior brother and the seventh senior brother were killed by someone, but it is still uncertain who the murderer is?" Qinghe said as he looked at Fuji Mingxuan with a sword.

"Qinghe, how could the eldest brother and the seventh junior brother die?" At this time, the other two middle-aged men also asked Qinghe Yijian.

One is short and fat, with a body like a leather ball, and the other is tall and thin, with deep-set cheeks, the short and fat one is called Fuji Ryukyu, and the tall and thin one is called Fuji Penggao.

The two are the same as Fuji Mingxuan, both are Fuji Nagawa's godsons, Ryukyu ranks fourth, and Peng Gao ranks fifth.

The deaths of Fuji Ishimatsu and Matsumoto Futata made it impossible for them to calm down.

Kiyokawa then told Fuji Ishimatsu and Matsumoto Futata about going to the Chimatsu family.

In the end, Kiyokawa said that he and Koizumi Dongliu competed in the Baihua Pavilion today, but found the bodies of Fuji Ishimatsu and Matsumoto Futata in the pavilion.

After listening to Qinghe's words, the fourth in line, Fuji Ryukyu, when it was about to explode, shouted: "It turned out that the Qiansong family killed our eldest brother and seventh junior brother, let's go to Qiansong's house to kill him and leave no one behind!"

"Wait!" Qinghe stopped with a sword: "Fourth Senior Brother, although the Qiansong family is extremely suspicious of the death of Senior Brother and Seventh Senior Brother, don't you think it's very suspicious that the bodies of Senior Brother and Seventh Senior Brother appeared in Baihua Pavilion?"

Fuji Ryukyu couldn't help but be stunned, and looked at Qinghe with a sword: "What does this mean?"

"Actually, yesterday Qiansong Yixue had promised me to be a referee for me and Koizumi Dongliu in the Baihua Pavilion. Qinghe looked at several senior brothers with a sword and said, "Let me ask, if the senior brother and the seventh junior brother were killed by the Qiansong family, how could they put the bodies of the senior brother and the seventh junior brother in the Baihua Pavilion, isn't this adding trouble to the Qiansong family?"

Fuji Ryukyu was speechless for a moment, and the rest of Fuji Mingxuan and Fuji Penggao also frowned.

"Qinghe, come in!" At this moment, the voice of an old man who was majestic and powerful and as loud as a bell came from a majestic palace on the east side of the martial arts training ground.

Hearing the voice of this powerful old man, Qinghe Yijian's face suddenly showed respect, and he clenched his fists at the east palace and replied, "Yes, Master." ”

Then, Qinghe Yijian walked towards the palace, and many Fuji family master disciples all made way for Qinghe Yijian.

Qinghe came to the palace with a sword, pushed open the door of the palace and walked in, and closed the door gently.

Fuji Mingxuan and the others all looked at the palace with the closed door with curious eyes, not knowing what their father-in-law was going to say when he called Lin Fei into the main hall.

Although they are both godsons of Fuji Naigawa, when it comes to appreciation and attention, no one can compare to Qinghe's sword.

They could only stand outside on the martial arts training ground and wait.

Wisps of light, through the lattices of the windows of the main hall, shone into the main hall, making the hall bright.

In the hall, on a futon, sat an old man in a black kimono,

White hair is better than snow, the face is difficult to hide the vicissitudes of time, but a pair of eyes are like candles, as if they can see through people's hearts, white beards hang down their chests, and their bodies exude an invisible and huge atmosphere.

This old man is Fuji Naigawa, the first martial saint in the East.

"Master, Senior Brother and Seventh Senior Brother are dead. Qinghe knelt in front of Fuji Nagawa with a sword, his face full of self-reproach: "If I hadn't sealed their acupoints, they might not have died." ”

"Qinghe, it's not your fault, it's for the teacher to ask you to stop Fuji Ishimatsu and Matsumoto Nita, I heard what you just said to your senior brothers outside. Fuji Nagawa looked at Qinghe Yijian with blazing eyes: "If I'm not mistaken, someone is in a hurry to get ahead of us and take control of the Qiansong family." ”

Qinghe couldn't help asking, "Master, are you saying that the senior brother and the seventh junior brother were killed, did someone deliberately frame the Qiansong family?"

Fuji Nagawa nodded: "Qiansong Yixue has just returned to the Oriental Kingdom from China, and Koizumi Dongliu appeared in Qiansong's house, and the news is so well-informed, it seems that Qiansong's family must have an undercover agent of Dongying Sword Saint."

Qinghe, the death of your senior brother and seventh junior brother this time was calculated by the Dongying Sword Saint. ”

"Master, are you saying that the murderer who killed Senior Brother and Seventh Senior Brother is the Dongying Sword Saint?" Qinghe Yijian showed surprise on his face.

A cold smile appeared on Fuji Nagawa's face, and he said, "Dongying Sword Saint is the same as me, and his martial arts strength has stopped at the fifth layer of the Martial Saint for many years, and the Martial Saint Heart Sutra is our hope to break through the bottleneck.

He is as anxious as I am to get the Martial Saint Heart Sutra, and the strength of the two of us is inseparable, he has always wanted to win against me and become the first Martial Saint in the East. ”

Qinghe said with a sword: "But ten years ago, Master fought with him at Kyoto Lake, didn't you already defeat him and become the first martial saint in the East?"

Fuji Nagawa shook his head and said, "That's just what you see, in fact, in that big battle, we all tried our best, I only defeated him by half a move, if we continue to fight, we will only end up together." ”

"Qinghe, you immediately take a few senior brothers to Qiansong's house, and bring Qiansong Hechuan and Qiansong Yixue back no matter what, so as not to fall into the hands of Dongying Sword Saint. ”

Qinghe immediately replied, "Yes, Master." ”

Squeak.

Qinghe opened the door of the temple with a sword and was just about to walk out.

At this moment, a hurried footstep came, and I saw a Fuji family master in a kimono, walking quickly.

"The Oriental Martial Saint is not good! There is news from Huaxia that something has happened to the Fuji Stone Hero Martial Saint!" The man walked quickly to the door of the temple, immediately knelt on one knee, and said with his hands clenched into fists.

In the hall, Fuji Nagawa frowned slightly, and said, "Say, what happened to Fuji Shio?"

(End of chapter)