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Ye Wujian looked back at the samurai and found that the samurai was still sitting on a stool with his eyes closed, as if he hadn't noticed the figure. Ye Wujian looked at the door and walked lightly towards the door. He gently pushed the door open, only to make a faint sound. Ye Wujian walked in the direction pointed by the shadow like a thief.

When Ye Wujian walked out of the door, this deserted inn ushered in a second guest.

Ye Wujian cautiously leaned on the railing and peeked at the people who walked into the inn. The person who came was a man with an air of indifference. He was dressed in ordinary clothes, but it was difficult to hide a powerful and mysterious aura emanating from his body. On his back was a long object sealed with a strip of gray cloth. There is no need to guess that Ye Wujian knows that he is carrying a knife. The first feeling of seeing this man reminded Ye Wujian of the warrior behind him. In addition to their looks, the two of them feel too similar, equally powerful and mysterious. The only difference is that his weapon is longer and wider than an ordinary long knife. And the samurai's weapon seems to be just a short knife, and that short knife was given to Lingling by me when I left Peach Blossom Village.

The man stood in place talking to the boss, and Ye Wujian couldn't hear it clearly. But the man was still looking around, Ye Wujian was a little scared in his heart, whether it was to the samurai or this man, such a man with the same temperament always made Ye Wujian a little scared in his heart. Ye Wujian didn't want to be discovered by him, so he returned to the room lightly. When he returned to his room, he saw that the samurai was still sitting on a stool with his eyes on his back, and nothing had changed. Looks like the samurai really fell asleep?

Ye Wujian lay back on the bed and looked at the ceiling of the room with his eyes open. But the heart is beating faster and faster. The position that the wandering figure gave Ye Wujian guidance before must have asked Ye Wujian to look at the man who had just come in. Although Ye Wujian didn't know much about people like them, based on Ye Wuji's relationship with the samurai in the past few days, Ye Wujian knew that this kind of sense was so strong that he knew everything that happened around him. In other words, it is very likely that Ye Wuji's series of actions just now, the samurai are all clear. But did he pretend that nothing had happened? Or did Ye Wujian really think too much. Ye Wujian knew that all coincidences in this world were inevitable. The appearance of these two men with the same temperament in the same inn is very problematic in itself.

Ye Wuqian closed his eyes and pretended to be asleep, wanting to see what the samurai was doing. But the samurai was quiet as if it didn't exist. After a while, Ye Wujian pretended to be really asleep.

Ye Wuqian had a dream at night. Many dreams are so real that people don't know they're dreaming. And Ye Wuji's dream, from the very beginning, Ye Wujian clearly knew that Ye Wujian was dreaming.

In a forest with a full moon, the moonlight spreads over the land, making everything look as clear as day. Samurai and men stood in the middle of the forest, staring at each other. And Ye Wujian was watching them from the side, in the form of a shadow, Ye Wuqian looked down at his figure, like a reflection in the water, as if it was about to disperse at any time. This is a form that no one else will see except for Ye Wuji, this is ...... A form that only ghosts in this world. Even if he was as powerful as a samurai, the samurai still found nothing when the ghost appeared in the room.

Ye Wujian knew that this was a dream, because in this dream, Ye Wujian became a ghost.

Ye Wujian stood next to them, very close, but neither of the two men noticed Ye Wuji. The two stood silently for a moment. The samurai asked, "Why did you kill them?"

The man said, "I'm just doing what you didn't do but should have done." When did the inner three rings of dragon scales become so womanly.

As he spoke, the man removed the cloth from his back, slowly pulling the strip open, and a shiny knife glistened in the moonlight.

The samurai said, "How I do it is my business, and I don't need you to teach it, let alone do it." ”

The man said, "Only I found you and him, and I didn't inform anyone." Rest assured, he's still a secret to the Four Kings. ”

The warrior said, "Four kings, and you still worship him as king?"

The man slowly took out the broadsword completely, holding one hand horizontally in his hand, completely looking like he was going to fight with the samurai. The man said, "The four kings were kind to me back then. After the death of the crown prince, I joined the four kings in order to repay my kindness, and I had no other way and no choice. ”

The samurai didn't know what he suddenly remembered, and his face was rarely moved, and he said, "Since each is his own master, let's do our own thing." It's just that it's all the grievances of the previous generation, and the child is really innocent, can you spare his life.

The man said, "I'm sorry, the dragon scales only do things by order. ”

The warrior smiled and nodded, and said lightly: "It is said that the inner three rings of the dragon scale are mainly quiet, and the outer three rings are active." There are few inner rings that can win the outer three rings. But in that case, I had no choice but to give it a go. Even if I fight for my life, I will have the face to face the prince when I get to Huangquan.

The man said, "Show your samurai." ”

The samurai said, "The weapon has been given away." ”

The man was stunned, obviously he didn't expect it. Then the man thrust the big knife in his hand into the ground, and the force of the jerk plunged the blade into the ground halfway. Ye Wujian thought that this knife might be a strong man, and he couldn't pull it out.

The man said, "I don't know why you are willing to give away your 'spirit'. I don't want to take advantage of others. Get out the dragon scale knife. ”

With that, both men took out the short knives that represented the dragon scales and acted quickly. Ye Wuji, who fought quickly between the two, could barely capture their figures with his eyes, only occasionally saw a few moments, which were all scenes of samurai defeating men. The woods also seem to be winding because of their duel.

The final scene is very strange, the samurai is unscathed, while the man's waist and abdomen are cut into his own sharp broadsword. The man's face did not look painful because he was about to die, on the contrary, there was a smile on the man's face that the pain was finally over. The samurai had a surprised expression.

Although Ye Wujian couldn't see the process. But Ye Wujian knew that the samurai had won, but the man had deliberately lost.

The samurai said slightly, "For...... Why should I be asked?"

The man said, "Only in this way can I be worthy of the crown prince and the four kings." The four kings knew that you were still alive, and ordered me to come and kill you. But the four kings didn't know that you had actually found him! Don't worry, I have erased all traces of you along the way, as long as you stay away from the imperial city incognito. By your ability, the four kings will never find you. Of course, he will not be found. And I'm ...... I'm afraid no one will remember it from now on. ”

The samurai's eyes were a little moist: "I remember you, you protected him with your life." Everyone in our generation will remember you. Prince...... Thank you too!'Broadsword' will be real!"

The samurai called the 'big sword' would really have blood bubbling from the knife's waist and mouth, but a smile appeared on his face: "Really, will the prince forgive me?"

The samurai nodded slightly.

The man continued, "'Broadsword' is real, no one has called me that for a long time. Hopefully I'll still hear it when I get there. ”

The man closed his eyes with a smile on his face. His mouth was still vaguely saying, "Tianzo, take care of him."

The samurai looked at the man and nodded slowly.

The man was still muttering: "Dragon scales, respect the dragon's order, take the dragon as your life, live in the dragon, die for the dragon......"

The sky was slightly bright, and some ding-dong sounds woke Ye Wuqian up. Ye Wujian rubbed his eyes and got up from the bed. The samurai was still sitting there motionless as he had done last night. Ye Wujian was a little confused.

Except for Ye Wujian himself, last night's dream was clear and real. But the real samurai sat there like Ye Wujian had gone to bed last night, as if he had never moved. Ye Wujian called softly: "Samurai, samurai." The samurai didn't move as if they hadn't heard. ”

In fact, at this time, the samurai has already woken up. In the past few days, the samurai have asked Ye Wuqian to get up and hurry when the sky is slightly bright. But today, he seems to be a little tired.

Ye Wuqian got up and walked towards the inn hall. The sound of Ding Dong came from the innkeeper flipping the bench off the table. He watched Ye Wuqian get up and smiled at Ye Wuji. The smile was not as exaggerated and perfunctory as last night, but real, a genuine and warm smile that he had just woken up from the darkness of the night to the first person he saw.

The owner packed everything up and left the door open to let the initial sunlight flood the room. He moved a bench and placed it at the door of the inn. Ye Wujian sat on it with him. The two of them are like a pair of grandchildren, getting up early and having nothing to do, looking at the sun in the sky, waiting for my mother and his daughter-in-law to make breakfast in the room and call a few people to eat. But the fact is that Ye Wujian does not have a mother, and he does not have a daughter-in-law.

The boss asked, "Little guest officer, where are you going?"

Ye Wujian said: "Imperial City." ”

A hint of unhappiness flashed in the boss's eyes. Then he smoked a cigarette, touched my head, looked at the sky with deep eyes, and began to tell his story to himself.

The owner was born in this town, and his ancestors have been owners of this inn for generations. This town is separated between Liangcheng and Taicheng. Although Taicheng is not as lively as the imperial city, it is also one of the few big cities, but the helpless good city is a real small city, and many people rush to Taicheng every year for the future, or the imperial city farther away from Taicheng. The reason for the inn's raison d'être is to give a place for those who are traveling between the two cities to stay. It's not about making money. He focused in particular on this. Originally, the business of the store was quite good, and there were still so many inns in the town as competitors. But now there is only one inn left in the whole town.

Ye Wujian asked him why. The boss took a puff of his cigarette and said, "It's all because of the plague ten years ago."

Ten years ago, the innkeeper was tired of the ordinary and boring life of the inn, and the guests who came and went described to the boss the prosperity and magic of Taicheng and the Imperial City, and finally made the boss muster up the courage to go to those longing for and unfamiliar areas. Ignoring the opposition of his wife and children, the boss brought a coil and was full of desire for the future like a young man. Looking forward to making a big career in Taicheng or the Imperial City, and then returning home. Or leave the town where their ancestors have been guarding for generations with their wives and children, and go to the big city. That's what the boss thought at the time. The future is so bright, and the world is full of hope.

But the reality is not as the boss intended. The boss went around the imperial city for half a year, and finally ended up washing dishes in a restaurant for a living. As for the impression of the imperial city, the boss still feels indifferent and distant when he talks about it.

The boss's illusions with the big city are finally shattered, and he is determined to go home and run his small inn with peace of mind, and live a comfortable life with his wife and children. But when he set out on his way home, he heard that three months after he left, there was a plague in the town, and the whole town died overnight. The whole lively town became a dead city overnight.

The boss didn't believe it, but when he returned to the town, the town was being rebuilt, and none of the residents were gone. The boss went crazy and looked for his inn, looking for his wife and children who must still be staying in the inn, and finally the boss found his inn, but he couldn't find his wife and children. Even the body could not be found.

At that time, many dignitaries came to the imperial city, and they brought a lot of refugees to this town and rebuilt it. And posted a message that the plague in the town had dissipated naturally, and the corpses that had died of the plague before, for fear of unpredictable harm from the plague, were collectively transported by soldiers to the Far East and frozen.

Later, news came that the corpses had been frozen into ice and flowed into the sea, so now the people of the town have collectively put river lanterns on the river surface in order to commemorate the people who died that day, hoping that the river lanterns will flow to the East China Sea and comfort those lonely souls who are not at peace.