"Baby, I'm willing to do anything for you. Pen ~ Fun ~ Pavilion www.biquge.info" Lin Jianqi said affectionately.

The onlookers vaguely saw a trace of cunning and smugness in the eyes of the old woman, and suddenly had a bad feeling.

Lin Jianqi picked up the old woman and walked outside, and the pedestrians and tourists on the inner and outer three floors automatically separated into a road.

watched them slowly disappear into the corner of the street, and there was silence for a moment, and a few screams suddenly rang out in the crowd without waiting for the crowd to completely disperse.

Everyone followed the sound and looked up at their fingers, only to see a beautiful girl wearing the clothes of an old woman, supporting an old man with silver hair and a wrinkled face slowly walking towards a high-end car.

Hearing the voice behind them, the old man and the girl turned their heads, causing another scream to be heard in the crowd, and countless people opened their mouths wide and were stunned.

"Oh my God, they exchanged youth!" said a French tourist, covering his mouth in shock, and the crowd was in an uproar.

"That's a witch, a real witch!"

Many people screamed and chased after Lin Jianqi, and tourists also took pictures one after another.

saw that Lin Jianqi and Adjani seemed to be slow, but they sat in the carriage first, and the car sped up quickly before the crowd came up, and it flew away in the blink of an eye.

Adjani's image of a young girl was finally recognized by Fans, and she exclaimed.

"That's like Adjani, the Empress of Change, it's Adjani!"

"Who's that blonde young man? It's Johnny ,......"

"It's Jian Qijun!!"

The crowd shouted.

Someone saw that the "thrower of the sea" woke up as if he was carrying his shoes and falling into the soup, and everyone took out the dollars they had picked up before and looked at them, and they immediately cried and laughed.

I saw two huge Chinese characters on the front and back of the US dollar -- fake money.

Then everyone suddenly realized that the two of them were acting, but the acting skills were .......

A reporter from TV Tokyo, who was a step late, began to interview the tourists who had experienced it firsthand, and one individual was full of praise for Adjani's acting skills and Lin Jianqi's singing, and the video taken by the tourists at the scene was instantly hyped up to sky-high prices.

In the carriage, Adjani and Lin Jianqi began to disguise again, this time they changed their contact lenses and pretended to be a couple in ancient costumes, which was a test of their acting skills.

Lin Jianqi, who walked out of the artificial mist with his feet in clogs, had a hideous cross scar on the left side of his face, dressed in ancient samurai clothing, with three katana swords pinned to his waist, and his eyes were like out-of-body blades, cold as a knife.

Adjani, who was wearing a cherry blossom kimono, her hair was hanging high, and she followed behind Lin Jianqi with small steps on clogs.

"You, tell me, where is Miyamoto Musashi!" Lin Jianqi asked.

"Nani, Miyamoto Musashi?" said the person who was asked, looking Lin Jianqi up and down, Christmas Eve, I don't know where he jumped out of the madman.

"Ding!" sounded, and the surrounding pedestrians saw a cold light flash, and a cold katana crossed the pedestrian's neck, and the latter's eyes almost popped out.

What's going on?

Lin Jianqi held the knife in both hands and asked sharply: "Bastard, tell me quickly, where is Miyamoto!"

"Kojiro-sama, let me ask for directions!" Adjani began.

"Okay, Nizi, if he refuses to say anything, I'll cut off his head. Lin Jianqi threw the katana, slammed the katana raised high, put the knife into the sheath, and the movement was breathtaking, and he couldn't help but think that Lin Jianqi was really a samurai.

"Sir, where does Miyamoto Musashi live? Adjani took out a money bag and opened it, revealing the yellow Jin Xiaoju inside, and everyone around her was shocked.

I'll go, are the two of them ancient people who have traveled through time and space?

"I don't know if the Miyamoto Musashi you asked about is the same swordsman Miyamoto Musashi, but he has been dead for 342 years!" said the pedestrian in a daze.

"Dead for 342 years, bastard, last year I, Kojiro Sasaki, was still competing with Miyamoto Musashi, you dare to deceive me!" Lin Jianqi shouted angrily, his thick eyebrows stood up, and as soon as his hands were forced, the pedestrians who pressed down with the katana immediately wanted to kneel.

I saw Lin Jianqi's left foot kick the pedestrian's knee, the pedestrian knelt on the ground, Lin Jianqi pulled out the longest katana, raised his hands high, murderous momentum, and the frightening passers-by screamed in horror and fled in the wilderness.

"No, Kojiro, we haven't asked about the situation yet, the people here are very weird, haven't you looked carefully at their clothes are different from ours?"

"Isn't this strange fog?" Lin Jianqi slowly put down his katana with a puzzled expression.

"Let's go back quickly, or we may not be able to go back. Adjani said nervously.

"Okay, let's go!" Lin Jianqi put his knife into the sheath and walked quickly towards the suddenly rising mist. Adjani also followed behind with broken steps, not even noticing a gold judge falling out of the money bag.

When they arrived, the pedestrians who were paralyzed on the ground had a piece between their legs.

"What about people?" the policeman asked.

"They ran into the fog. The palpitating pedestrian pointed ahead.

Two policemen rushed into the fog, but walked back with nothing, put away their pistols and asked pedestrians about the appearance of the knife-wielding gangsters.

"One of them, a man and a woman, both dressed in ancient costumes, the man was a samurai, his name was Sasaki Kojiro, and the woman's name was Niko, and they asked me where Tokugawa Ieyasu and Miyamoto Musashi were......"

The crotch of the pedestrian's pants was wet, and he told his personal experience vividly, and at this time, many former passers-by and lovers also came over and talked about their experiences.

"I guess somewhere escaped madman. A policeman shoved a pistol into a holster and shook his head.

"No, he's Kojiro Sasaki, the same Kojiro with the swordsman Miyamoto Musashi, he was assassinated by Tokugawa Ieyasu, he must have come to take revenge, the legends are all true?" shouted a pedestrian.

"Look, what's on the ground?" shouted a passer-by, pointing to a gold judge on the ground.

Everyone ran over and picked up Jin Xiaoju, the genuine ancient Jin Xiaoju, which made everyone look at each other.

The evidence is in, is the samurai before really a swordsmanship master more than 300 years ago - Kojiro Sasaki?