Chapter 421, after the Sword God, there is no Sword God!

According to the customs of rural people, hanging white flags in the first month is a very unlucky thing.

However, for the people of Swallow Dock, this is really a very ordinary thing. Chinese New Year's Eve Chinese New Year's Eve night, when the family was gathering to eat and drink and welcome the New Year happily, they received a call from the northern Xinjiang or the South China Sea, and the family members were unfortunately killed in battle, so everyone would silently put down the dishes, chopsticks, wine glasses, and raise the white flags that had been prepared under the box.

They believe that the white flags can summon spirits, and they can't retrieve the bodies of their relatives, and even the ashes are difficult to get most of the time, but they hope to be able to summon the souls of their relatives back and return to their roots so that they can meet in their dreams.

Sacrifice is a norm.

However, it was the first time that Swallow Wood had raised a white flag for a foreigner, and it was for an Oriental person.

Chiba was killed in battle, and according to his last words before he died, he hoped that he would stay in Huaxia and let his body become a handful of dust.

The old drunkard handed over this matter to Fang Yan with full authority, and gave his shroud, coffin, and tomb to the Chiba Army.

Yes, making shrouds, making coffins, and reserving tombs for the living is also an ancient tradition of Swallow Dock.

Moreover, only the most respected people in the family will have such privileges and honors. After death, these people can enter the ancestral mountain, and they can offer the spirit tablet to the family ancestral hall.

Now, the old drunkard has given this honor of his own to the Chiba military department.

Of course, it is impossible for the spirit card of the Chiba Military Department to be placed in the ancestral hall of the Fang family. Everyone was worried that after the Chiba Military Department entered, they would fight with the ancestors of the Fang family.

After all, everyone's living habits and ways of thinking are still very different.

Fang Yan held the funeral for the Qianye Military Department, and hung a white flag on the tallest camphor tree in the courtyard of the Fang family.

Bai Huwei personally wrote a couplet and asked Bai Hero to hang at the door: Chiba Soldier, a foreign guest, and the Oriental Sword God, the hero of heaven and earth.

Fang Yixing led Fang Hao, Zhao Chengcheng and others to slaughter pigs and sheep and prepare for the banquet guests.

The old drunkard said that he would have a thick burial, and the Fang family would naturally give him a thick burial.

The indispensable thing for a thick funeral is a banquet, and when it comes to red and white ceremonies, you need to invite the people in the village to have a good meal. The more sumptuous and lively the feast, the more it can be called a thick funeral. It's no different from the outside.

At the door of the hut, the gentleman looked at the location of the Fang family with a large tea bowl and asked, "What is the white matter of the Fang family?" ”

"The Eastern Sword God Chiba Army came to Swallow Dock to challenge Mo Qinglong and died in battle. After his death, he left his last words, hoping to be buried in China and become a handful of dust in the earth. The Fang family is doing a funeral for him. Bai Xiu, who was standing behind him, replied softly.

"Lightly recovering the enemy's strength?" The gentleman asked.

"Less than fifty percent."

"How much is the strength of the Chiba Army?"

"Twenty years ago, the two were evenly matched. Twenty years of sword learning, the swordsmanship of the Chiba military department has become more sophisticated, and ten thousand swords are one - he is almost invincible in the East, and the battle with Fang Yanyi Sword Peak, people who have seen him say that he is a very terrifying opponent. If it weren't for Fang Yan's Tai Chi Heart breakthrough on the spot, it would have been difficult to win this game. ”

"So, how did Mo, who has less than five successful strengths, win the Chiba military department at its peak?"

"He came to beg for death." Bai Xiu said with a sigh.

"The Fang family values family affection and righteousness, and this thing is done beautifully." The gentleman pondered for a long time and said, "Hang up my white flag." ”

"Sir-" Bai Xiu stopped. The gentlemen hung white flags, and the death of the Chiba military department became a big white matter for the entire swallow dock.

"Hang it." The gentleman waved his hand and said firmly.

"Mr. hung up the white flag—" Fang Yingying panted and ran to Fang Yan and said.

"The Ye family hung a white flag—" Fang Haohan moved in front of Fang Yan and whispered.

"The Li family hung a white flag—"

"The Ruan family hung a white flag—"

The entire swallow dock is covered with white flags.

The Fang family hung the white flag because of the deep relationship between the old drunkard and the Chiba Army, and also because of the experience of both enemies and friends between Fang Yan and the Chiba Army.

The reason why the gentleman hung the white flag was because the gentleman deduced the truth from some unusual information. Heroes cherish heroes, how can this move not be done by heroes?

The other Yanziwu villagers hung white flags because they began to pay attention to this matter, understand this matter, and then respect and admire this foreign guest from the bottom of their hearts.

Maybe when they meet on the battlefield, they will fight bloodthirstily and never stop. However, this does not affect their affection for their opponents.

Because, they're all the same kind of people.

If it weren't for the same kind of people, how could they meet in such a dangerous and hostile place? If it weren't for the same kind of people, how could they give up their lives for a goal that seemed hollow and seemingly informative?

They can live in a bustling city, find a comfortable job, marry a beautiful wife, have a few lovely children like millions of people – and they can live a more comfortable and secure life if they are able to do so.

But why did they meet on the battlefield?

The news of Chiba's father's death in battle reached Hanajo, and Hanajo spread the news of Chiba's death in battle to Iga Ichira. The news of the death of the Chiba Soldier in battle spread to the entire Toyo, as well as to the more distant world of the warriors.

Iga Ichito-ryu Dojo.

A long-bearded man with a black silk head was silent, and several rows of young warriors sitting across from him looked at the middle-aged man with a stern expression.

"Ladies and gentlemen, our Iga King of the Sword Stream, our Oriental Sword God, Mr. Chiba Bingbu challenged the Qinglong Mo, one of the three dragons of China, and unfortunately died in battle." The black-bearded man said hoarsely. His eyes were bloodshot, and his hands were clenched together.

Boom -

The audience was in an uproar.

"Mr. Chiba Bingbe, is he serious--Saint Fall?"

"Impossible, how could our sword god be defeated by their Qinglong, he is invincible, this is impossible-"

"Kill my sword god, we have to fight with him-"-

"I don't want to believe it, but it's the truth as I know it. It's a shame, a shame for our Iga sword, and a shame for the entire Oriental samurai. "Men just happen to be the ones who guide the young warriors." The blood debt must be paid in blood. Please practice your swordsmanship hard, and my generation will bleed in the future. ”

"Bloodbathed Green Dragon."

"Bloodbathed Green Dragon."

"Bloodbathed Green Dragon." ――

Saga a knife stream.

On the wide and vast dojo, an old man in white told such a fact with an angry expression.

"Although the Chiba Armament comes from Iga-ryu, who has a competitive relationship with us, the Oriental samurai are a family. One is prosperous, and one is ashamed. Huaxia Qinglong killed my Oriental warrior, this revenge will not be avenged, and it will be in vain for human beings - everyone, please be sure to use your life carefully, my generation will challenge Qinglong in the future and avenge the Chiba Army. ”

"Revenge."

"Revenge."

"Revenge."

The black-robed swordsmen waved the scimitars in their hands and shouted hoarsely.

At the foot of Yagi Mountain, Koga-ryu Ninja Village.

In a simple hut, two men sat opposite each other.

A middle-aged man dressed in black with a bald head and a few scars on his face looked a little fierce, and the other was a thin old man, he couldn't see his age clearly, but he was too old and too old, his skin was about to fall off, his teeth were all gone, and even his eyes were difficult to open.

"Chiba Soldier Division, this is the death of my Oriental warrior." The bald man said viciously. "The Chiba Armament has always been the totem of our Oriental warriors and a hero in our hearts. Now that he has also died at the hands of Huaxia Qinglong, our ninja family cannot turn a blind eye. I'm going to Huaxia to challenge the Three Dragons and Seven Tigers, and if I win, it will prove that our Oriental warriors are not vulnerable. If I lose, let me die on the battlefield. ”

The old man struggled to open his eyes, and the sagging eyelids almost covered most of his pupils.

He looked carefully at the bald man in front of him and said, "Luster-kun, it's good that you can make such a choice, and it is worthy of the pride of my Koga ninja - as a shinobi, you need to stand up at such a critical moment. ”

"Go, go and see their three dragons and seven tigers. I look forward to your return, and at that time, I will personally put on the crown of the King of Ninja for you. Even if you die in battle, isn't it an honor? Chiba Bingbu walked a path that no one had gone before, and he made a choice that we did not have the courage to make. He is a hero and the soul of our country. You too. ”

The bald man fell to his knees, kowtowed three times, and then turned away without saying a word.

Bang -

The door closed, and the oil lamp in the room went out with a swish.

"You know what? Our Oriental Sword God died in Huaxia - oh my God, I really can't accept it. ”

"The three dragons and seven tigers of Huaxia, each of them is one in ten thousand masters-Qinglong Mo broke into the Oriental Ocean with one person and one sword twenty years ago, and fought dozens of masters in the Oriental Ocean, until he bumped into the Chiba Military Division, which was also young and equally talented, and stopped the pace of conquest--If it weren't for the Chiba Military Division, if it wasn't for our Oriental Sword God, our entire Oriental warrior would have been trampled under his feet-"

"Swordsmen of the East, do you have the guts? Do you still have any blood? If you're not a bunch of cowards, then go and get justice for our sword gods—"

"Kill the dragon, snow hatred-"-" -

The death of the Chiba military department in battle provoked the indignation and hatred of the entire Oriental martial arts community.

One dojo after another, one genre after another stood up. They hung the portrait of the Chiba Soldier at the door of the dojo, and they swore a heavy oath that they would avenge the sword god.

Chiba Army, this is a god!

After the Sword God, there is no Sword God!

(ps: I was dragged to Beijing to participate in the inaugural meeting of Baidu Literature, and I ran back to write a chapter after the dinner.) The update is late and the update is less.,Let's just slap your face.。 It's already swollen anyway. In addition, thank you for the starry night evil children! ）

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