Chen Daoxu hid on the sofa in this small corner in order to avoid the gun Tian Jundai and prevent her from seeing him, but what he didn't expect was that an old man would come over, sit next to him, and tell his identity in one sentence. Pen % fun % Pavilion www.biquge.info

"Huaxia?"

These three words plus a question mark indicate that the other party has roughly guessed something, otherwise they would not have come over and would not have said such a sentence.

You must know that this is the VIP rest area behind the Yasukuni Shrine, and the people here are all Japanese magnates and officials, and even many of them are right-wingers who are hostile to China.

Chen Daoxu's eyes suddenly became very heavy, his pupils shrank, and he looked at the old man intently.

"You don't have to be nervous, I'm just talking casually." The old man smiled and replied, and pointed to the cup of tea again, with a somewhat gentle expression, "Try it!" The taste of our Japanese tea is probably a little different. ”

The old man's casual talk naturally won't really be casual talk, Chen Daoxu glanced at the cup of tea, and calmly picked it up and took a sip.

A faint fragrance suddenly lingered in the whole mouth, and in addition, he also tasted a little bit of sorrow contained in it, just like a tea garden after the rain, shrouded in fog, there is always a kind of melancholy that people can't see clearly, can't explain.

The old man was dressed in a black suit, with a white cloth on his chest, and his face was very gentle, looking like an old man working in the field, but his eyes were a little bright, like a star.

"I'm good friends with Tian Miya-san, but I didn't expect him to say that he was going to Huaxia, and he never came back."

The old man suddenly said loudly, which immediately made Chen Daoxu's heart tighten, and he couldn't help but look up, and a hint of strange color flashed in his eyes.

This old man and Moriji Tamiya are good friends? So he recognized himself today? What was he going to do?

Chen Daoxu silently put down the tea in his hand, sat there and didn't speak, just looked at each other, his face was very calm.

The old man smiled and said: "My name is Yaqi, Yaqi Yokoichi, I am a swordsmith, Tamiya Sanna's Yaqi sword was forged by my brother after 7749 days, hard work, some time ago, Tamiya-san's servant and Keiko came to return the sword, and I took it for my brother, of course, ......"

Baqi paused, looked at Chen Daoxu, and said calmly, "Of course, I also heard about Tian Gong-san and you in Huaxia by the way. ”

There weren't too many people in this small corner, so no one heard their conversation, but Chen Daoxu still felt a pressure suddenly coming from the old man in front of him.

Sword casters are often very powerful kendo masters themselves in Japan, because a person who doesn't understand swords doesn't dare to cast at all, or even say it.

A great swordsmith often means that he has a more intuitive and profound understanding of the way of the sword and the sword.

What Chen Daoxu knows is that the Yagi family is a well-known sword-casting family in Japan, which has been handed down since the Tokugawa shogunate period, and was once the royal casting family of successive shoguns.

The pressure brought to Chen Daoxu by this Yaqi Yokoichi in front of him suddenly became a little heavier.

"So Mr. Yagi, what do you want?"

After being silent for a while, Chen Daoxu finally asked out loud, he looked around, and continued to ask the second question, "You and the people here are on the same side?" ”

The Japanese who worship the shrine here are basically crazy Japanese right-wingers, or politicians with ill intentions, or ruthless magnates, who is really a good person?

Yaki Yokoichi smiled faintly and replied, "I'm not on either side, I'm just here to visit my brother......"

After a pause, Yaki Yokoichi pointed to the small shrine next to the big shrine in front of him, "My brother's tablet after his death is also placed there, because he used to forge swords for many people, and some people want him to be the heir of bushido, so they put his spiritual seat here, so I came over to take a look." ”

Chen Daoxu glanced at the small shrine and was silent, but still looked at Yaqi Yokoichi.

Because he still has a question that has not been answered.

Yaqi Yokoichi leaned back slightly, and continued to reply: "As for what I want, maybe I should ask this question first......

When he said this, Yaqi Heng's face became serious, and he said in a deep voice, "Mr. Chen, who came from afar, what do you want to do?" ”

Yaki Yokoichi had heard Takeuchi and Keiko, who had returned from China, talk about the battle between Moriji Tanomiya and Chen Daoxu, so he knew very well what kind of terrifying strength the young man in front of him had, and at the same time, he also knew that the other party would never come to Japan for no reason.

Didn't he know that Japan didn't know how many warriors wanted to kill him?

Chen Daoxu was silent for a while, and then replied in Japanese: "Since Mr. Yagi does not belong to these people's group, then I think it is better for you not to know what I want to do." ”

After Chen Daoxu said these words, Baqi Heng was stunned for a moment, and a little thoughtfulness flashed in his eyes.

Obviously, Chen Daoxu didn't want to tell him what he was going to do, not because of how crazy and terrible things would be, but because he wanted to protect him and not affect him.

This is Chen Daoxu's principle, since his target is only Tojo Yumi, then he will never affect innocent people, even if these people are Japanese, even if these Japanese are equally disgusting.

Yaqi Hengyi sat there, sighed for a while, and removed the cup of tea in front of Chen Daoxu.

"Maybe I shouldn't have come to see you today, Mr. Chen, someone has done something like that before, so I can only wish you good luck." Yaki Yokoichi said, his expression a little more serious, "But no matter what, I hope you can understand that a shrine is a shrine, a place to worship the dead, and there are tablets for those heinous people in the Yasukuni Shrine, but more, there are people we ourselves admire, and even ordinary people." ”

Saying that, Baqi Hengyi got up and left, Chen Daoxu looked at the old man's back, knowing that he must have misunderstood something.

Yes, he knew that Yaki Hengichi must have misunderstood himself as someone who came to storm or even blow up the Yasukuni Shrine for the sake of patriotic blood.

This has happened before, and not just together.

Chen Daoxu shook his head slightly, and just looked to the side silently, where Tojo Yumi finally entered the toilet next to him under the protection of the three dead soldiers, probably drinking a lot of water during the break, so it needed to be convenient.

Chen Daoxu also got up and went straight to the toilet, his face indifferent.

To his slight reassurance, there was no surveillance because it was a VIP lounge area, so he went into the toilet very quietly.

Five minutes later, Chen Daoxu came out and disappeared here.

A person checking documents at the door also disappeared.

After another two minutes, Yumi Tojo's body was found in the toilet, with a knife on her throat, neatly and neatly.

Half a day after this incident, the Tojo family, which was very famous in the Japanese elite, sent a full fifteen dead soldiers to hunt down and kill two people who had infiltrated the shrine at that time.

At the same time, there were six people, in fear and panic, who began to use different means, either hiding, or helping to search and arrest, or being furious, and for a while, there was an undercurrent in the secrets of the whole of Japan.