Just made a silent gesture to the two Kikusha guys standing at the door of the backyard, and Ishikawa Yokoji knelt in front of Ishikawa Ueno's door like a kneeling statue of a clay carved wood sculpture, and closed his eyes slightly without daring to breathe

has been by Ishikawa Ueno's side for many years, and Ishikawa Yokoji has become familiar with some of Ishikawa Ueno's habits. Especially for Ishikawa Ueno's habit of not liking to be disturbed when he was meditating, I remember it even more - the screams of the last guy who inadvertently disturbed Ishikawa Ueno's contemplation before dying were enough to make anyone who heard that sound feel chills from the bones!

In the same way, as a person who is almost paranoid about perfection and does not allow the slightest flaw to appear around him, Ishikawa Ueno never likes the slightest mistake in his planned plan!

But today

What kind of decisions will Ishikawa Ueno make due to the successive unexpected circumstances?

Who would be unlucky because of Ishikawa Ueno's angry decision?!

Before I knew it, Ishikawa Yokoji, who was kneeling in front of Ishikawa Ueno's gate, was already in cold sweat on his forehead

On the inside of the sliding door, Ishikawa Ueno, who was also kneeling on the floor, looked like an old monk in meditation.

Being able to catch a black cat and chop off a tip of a cat's claw without hurting the flesh and skin is something that can only be done by a character who has a lot of tricks to manipulate things and summon swords. Resting on Ishikawa Ueno and counting it carefully, the masters in the entire country of Japan who can have this ability can be counted on ten fingers, and all of them are strong characters who are invisible in the mountains and fields and do not shoot easily. If the price of the two boxes is really compared, Ishikawa Ueno asks himself if he is really the opponent of those characters!

And next to the cat's paw, an iron projectile the size of a broad bean was inconspicuous at all, and it was weighed in his hand. It is almost the same as the weight of the flying locust stone commonly used by practitioners.

But if you take a closer look at it, the iron projectile is carefully carved out with a sharp blade like water waves, and after hitting the person, it will be a broken skin and bones, and the two will not be delayed. What's more, there are some gray and black things faintly embedded in the wave-like lines of the water, and when you smell it at the end of your nose, there is actually a fishy smell coming to your nose. At that time, it can make people's brains feel stuffy!

If you want to talk about the number of ways to feed poison on ordinary swords and hidden weapons, it is not uncommon for Ishikawa Ueno to ask himself. It's like a shuriken and something commonly used by Japanese ninjas, and most of them are also fed with some cruel poison on the blade, and they are called to seal their throats with blood and break their skin. It's like feeding poison to a blunt object like an iron projectile

What kind of method is this?

Looking at the two small bottles in the brocade box, Ishikawa Ueno wrinkled his brows and pondered for a long time, before he suddenly opened his eyes, stood up abruptly and walked to the low table in the room, grabbed a wolf pen, and drew it on the rice paper that had already been laid out on the low table.

It's almost a pot of tea. Ishikawa Ueno casually threw aside the wolf pen with a dry slit and looked at the pattern he had just drawn on rice paper with great satisfaction, and shouted to the door: "Come on, go and paste this painting at the door of the chrysanthemum society!" ”

Quickly agreed, Ishikawa Yokoji hurriedly pulled open the sliding door, cautiously walked into the room, knelt on the floor again, and held the picture that Ishikawa Ueno had just drawn in his hands with both hands.

Peek at a weeping willow and half of a ruined bridge drawn by Ishikawa Ueno on rice paper. The civet cat worships the moon and the waterside desk, although Ishikawa Yokoji didn't understand what the picture meant. But he still quickly exited Ishikawa Ueno's house, and without a moment's delay, he posted the nondescript calligraphy and painting to the door of the chrysanthemum shrine.

The shops of all roads in Sijiu City have always had rules and regulations for posting notices and posters in front of their homes. There are new goods coming in with red paper, black ink to write notices, Gong Kai to write out palm-sized words, in front of the notice there must be a guy poking with the customer to say, explain. After a few words and a diligent introduction, it is naturally a scene where you can ask for a guest.

Inventory is cleared with yellow paper and chalk hanging posters, a few strokes to understand that the goods are cleared today, piggybackers must also write clearly the price amount, and those who are particular have to hang the posters diagonally (Note 1). There are customers who come in to take care of the trade, and they don't say much when they come to them. Just asked in a steady voice with a pleasant face - what do you pick?

When the customer raised his hand to point to the inventory that had been cleared at a reduced price, the shopkeeper naturally handed over the goods across the counter, and with the other hand, he took over a few changes that the customer had already prepared, and did not count or count, but raised his hand and threw it into the money box behind him.

Resting in the Sijiu City, he returned to the pile of bags and counted once, that is, after the roast duck in the hanging oven of Quanjude was added to the yellow sauce that was changed from the palace inside, he used a notice with gold lacquer paper bottom and cinnabar ink characters, and carried it and used two guys to poke in front of the notice and talk to the customer. In addition, there has never been a name or surname in Sijiu City that has broken the rules of hanging notices and posters.

Seeing that there was suddenly an extra white rice paper poster in front of the door of the Chrysanthemum Society, many of the guys who were soliciting guests in front of the shop near the left of the Chrysanthemum Society were all staring at the round eyes, and looked at the poster that did not have a big word, but painted with some willow tree broken bridge patterns, and couldn't help muttering: "Hey, what kind of one is this?" ”

"Is it the number of ways to guess the lantern riddle, and call someone to guess the riddle? Then this should also be written, what kind of object is the answer to this riddle? ”

"Buying and selling houses use white paper as posters? What's the rule? ”

"What you said can be counted in Sijiu City, who doesn't know that the Japanese are poked behind the chrysanthemum? Where are the rules for this Japanese to do things? ”

"You're right! Those who don't say anything, don't have any evidence, occupy such a large area of territory outside our customs, and piggyback on us Chinese people are all over the Japanese, and there are no rules! ”

Talking in a low voice, squeezing each other's eyebrows, the welcoming guys of some shops near the Chrysanthemum Society did this, but it attracted many pedestrians passing by in front of the Chrysanthemum Society to stop and look at the white rice paper posters. The muttering in his mouth is even less than four or six, and the meat and vegetables are all together.

Stunned, he poked under the poster on the white rice paper, and all Ishikawa Yokoji listened to in his ears were some gossip-like discussions, and what he saw in his eyes was the fingers and pointers of the men in the Forty-Nine City. If someone throws over a begonia core and a snack scum, what is the difference between it and a monkey in the garden of ten thousand animals that makes people watch the play?

Suddenly, Ishikawa Yokoji involuntarily swelled up with anger in his heart!

These Chinese in front of them are just slave-like beings, how can they look at their masters with such frivolous eyes?

The great Kwantung Army has already occupied the four northeastern provinces, and it may not be long before the city of Beiping will also show due submission and welcome under the banner of the imperial army! And at a time when these are about to materialize, why

Why can these Chinese still look at their future masters with smug eyes like animals?!

Almost subconsciously, Yokoji Ishikawa's right hand only touched his waist. But after the slap was empty, Yokoji Ishikawa suddenly remembered. He didn't wear the katana at his waist

Perhaps it was amused by Ishikawa Yokoji's sudden scratching action, and many of the men of the Forty-Nine City who were looking at the white rice paper poster from a distance couldn't help laughing, and they all pointed at Ishikawa Yokoji who was standing under the poster and laughed: "I said old and young masters, you look at the poster and poke your head at the bottom of the monkey, isn't it?" ”

"Yo, where did you see it was a monkey?"

"This cold one is scratching and tickling with his paws outstretched, it's not a monkey, what else can it be?"

"Really! The sale of this chrysanthemum society, I look at it, but the more I do it, the more I don't understand? What are you looking at on that poster? Willows, broken bridges, and a case. There's a squatting next to it, that's Wong Tai Sin, isn't it? This chrysanthemum society has not done retail trading since it changed the shopkeeper, and has changed to wholesale Wong Tai Xian'er? ”

"Hey, this gall is so fat! It is estimated that people are not just selling Huang Daxian'er. Can you still sell a five-way god with a full number of roads? ”

In the midst of the chaotic laughter and shouting, Ishikawa Yokoji, who was almost annoyed and angry, didn't know where to hit an iron projectile and smashed it into the moon pattern the size of an egg on the poster!

The sound of the iron projectile smashing into the wall made his neck shrink in fright, and Ishikawa Yokoji subconsciously turned his head to look at the poster. Immediately, he reached out and pulled out the iron projectile from the wall, and even took the poster off the wall carefully, hugged it in his arms, turned his head and crashed into the shop of the chrysanthemum society

Without stopping for a moment under his feet, Ishikawa Yokoji rushed all the way to the outside of the house where Ishikawa Ueno lived, and then slowed down. While kneeling beside the sliding door, he whispered into the room in a low voice: "Your Excellency, someone outside has shot an iron projectile on the picture you drawn, I"

Very lazy, Ishikawa Ueno's voice came out of the house faintly: "It seems that the other party is also staring at us all the time, Yokoji, go and ask someone to prepare, I will personally pick up my ghost fang tonight!" (To be continued......)

PS: Note 1: When the old Peking people do business, they all pay attention to a decent way. The signboard of the low-price clearance is hung diagonally, attracting passers-by who come to see the signboard to stop, which happens to help cover up the real shyness of the customer, standing in front of the signboard and calculating the price, having to pick up the cheap scene. When the customer prepares change to buy the goods, firstly, the price has been written on the signboard, and there is no need to bargain, and secondly, in order to shorten the embarrassing transaction process, most of the shopkeepers in Lao Beiping will not count the change paid by the patron in person, which is also a decent way to leave some people.