Yoshimaru went out early in the morning, called Uetanabe and Ogawa, took two two-foot-long bamboo swords, and hurriedly came to find Long Shaocong. Today he has the belief that he must embarrass Long Shaocong in order to save the face of being knocked off the ground yesterday. Of course, the Long Shaocong in his eyes is still Daye.

When he arrived at the location, Yoshimaru pouted and motioned to Tanabe to call the door. Tanabe rubbed forward reluctantly with a look on my face. In the past, such trivial tasks were handled by Yamaguchi, but this morning, for some reason, this lazy pig didn't get up no matter how he barked. Of course, he is not afraid of Ohno, and it is the fierce Mighty Pill that touches his head. But he didn't know that his mother, Nayeko, liked this person he hated the most.

Tanabe thought for a moment, and suddenly felt that he had bumped into a person, and looked up sharply, only to see the person in front of him, five feet five inches tall, a black hair naturally scattered on his forehead, faintly covering a pair of delicate eyebrows, black eyes are blazing, a handsome nose and square mouth, straight cheekbones, the whole face looks angular, with a blue-gray short-sleeved coat and skirt, giving people a handsome and extraordinary.

"Big ...... Ohno? Yoshida recognized this face that seemed very familiar, but the change in front of him was so great that he couldn't believe it for a while.

Long Shaocong now hates the name Ohno, which may be related to his hatred of Japan in later generations for historical reasons, and he hates everything Japanese, except for women, of course. In Japan during the Warring States Period, only the wealthy people had surnames, and the villagers in the mountains only had crude names, and their status was extremely low.

At this point, Long Shaocong could only endure it temporarily. He looked condescendingly at Tanabe, as well as Yoshimaru and Ogawa behind him, and a great sense of superiority arose. Remembering his adventure last night, he still has palpitations.

The scorching air flow through his body and traveled in all directions, almost killing him. Later, he grew his body by mistake, and although he did not return to the height of later generations, he is now close to 1.8 meters tall, and he can stand tall in Japan. Now, he is grateful to Yui's mother from the bottom of his heart, and it is only until today that the love of mother and son has taken root in Long Shaocong's heart. Especially thinking of my mother to herself last night, uh, ......, seventy-eight words are omitted here.

"Ohno, you dare to wear a samurai uniform!" Before Long Shaocong could speak, Yoshimaru shouted first, one for deterrence, and the other for courage.

"What, samurai suit?" Long Shaocong looked down at himself. Thinking of the morning, Dalimaru saw his height and temperament, with an excited expression, he eagerly turned out this set of clothes for himself, and kept muttering strange things like the ancestor appearing, and there are successors in the Yuan family.

Relying on his simple memories of later life, Kyoyoshimaru reminded that Long Shaocong also felt that he was wearing a samurai uniform. It must be known that in ancient Japan, the hierarchy was very strict, and there were great differences in clothing, food, and surnames between people of different classes, which could not be surpassed.

Long Shaocong's dress, coupled with his current identity, is already a deviant. If it were someone else, he might have been so frightened that he wouldn't possess his body, but Long Shaocong didn't care, and said with a smile: "Look at you holding two bamboo swords, looking for me to do a gentleman's fight, I wear a samurai uniform, and cooperate, why not?" ”

Yoshimaru originally wanted to use this samurai duel method to challenge Long Shaocong, two people one-on-one, and not let outsiders interfere, so as not to repeat yesterday's tragedy.

But now that I see it, the other party is no longer the thin and thin Ohno he used to be, tall, handsome and burly, and he has relatives for a while. I couldn't find a staircase to go down.

Long Shaocong saw Ji Maru's embarrassment, he was amused in his heart, raised his hand and took a bamboo sword, deliberately learned the Japanese way of speaking, and said with a sincere face: "Your Excellency Ji Maru, please give me a lot of advice." After speaking, he bowed deeply.

Just when Yoshimaru was angry and didn't know how to answer, suddenly there was a sound of hurried footsteps behind him, and a group of people ran past them and went straight to the entrance of the village. Yoshimaru saw Yamaguchi running behind him, grabbed him, and asked, "What's going on over there?" ”

"Two wild samurai have come to the entrance of the village, and they are preparing for a duel." After speaking, without waiting for Yoshimaru to respond, Sa Yazi chased after him again.

Yoshimaru turned back to Long Shaocong and said, "Young Master Ben is in a good mood today, let's make your kid comfortable for two days for the time being." After speaking, he didn't wait for Long Shaocong to answer, and hurriedly called Tanabe and Xiaochuan, and went straight to the entrance of the village.

When Long Shaocong arrived at the entrance of the village, he found that many people had gathered, and a small bald roof shone in the morning light, all of them were concentrating on the open space in front of them.

I saw two people dressed as samurai, standing opposite each other, one on the left wearing a light blue straight hanging, a waist tie, a dark skirt hakama, square clogs on his feet, and a black hair simply combed into a braid, hanging down behind his head.

The one on the right was wearing a gray-brown samurai uniform, dressed no different from the other party, only slightly shabby, combing a standard moon dynasty head, balding forehead, braided hair on the back of the head, straight to the scalp, as if a white belt river had been opened on the top of the head, and a black Tingzhou was lying in the middle.

Long Shaocong saw a navy blue pattern tattooed on the right side of the warrior's vertical hanging, quite like the Arabic numeral 2. He looked at the funny head shape of the "two" samurai on the right, and couldn't help laughing, in fact, how did he know that this was the Saito clan's "two-headed wave" family crest, and the Saito family used to be the owner of the land of Mino.

More and more people came to watch, but the two opposing samurai remained unmoved, each expressionless, staring at each other coldly, letting the morning breeze blow across their faces, as if they wanted to shoot each other with their eyes.

Long Shaocong looked very boring, I don't understand why the two of them didn't do it, in the novels that later generations read, the Chinese Jianghu people met on a narrow road, and they had already drawn their blades and ran up, slashing and killing, which was as dull as this. He couldn't help but look around, and found Meizi not far on the left, only to see that she was wearing a linen robe today, far less beautiful and pleasing than yesterday.

Long Shaocong was about to greet her, when he suddenly saw Meizi stopping himself with a puzzled look, and secretly pointed to the old man beside him with a calm demeanor. Long Shaocong recognized that it was Meizi's grandfather, the old man Aizawa.

Just as he was wondering, the "two" samurai on the right spoke.

"Your Excellency Miyamoto, for the sake of two cheap lives, you have been chasing me here from, is it too much of a fuss?"

"Cheap? Cheap life is also life, since I was met by my Miyamoto, how can I do nothing. ”

"Hmph, don't think I'm afraid of you, I just don't want to make a big deal out of it, so I put up with it all the way, and now that it's in my territory, let's fight and bully." After speaking, he made a gesture to draw his sword.

"You're Saito's old general, Mamoru Shimono?"

"Exactly, it's just that you know too late, and you'll never hear that name again from today!"

"Well, I respect you for being a military general, and allow you to apologize."

"What, bastard......"

Miyamoto ignored Kiyoshino's roar, and turned his head to see a burly, handsome young man standing in the crowd, carrying a bamboo sword on his shoulder. He walked over and bowed and said, "Little brother, can I borrow your bamboo sword?" ”

"What, I...... Me? Long Shaocong looked around, made sure that it was indeed him, and handed over the bamboo sword in his hand.

Miyamoto thanked him, and asked Yoshimaru for another handful, and threw it to Kiyoshi Tsukino.

Yuebino Qingshi snorted angrily and took the bamboo sword, and did not answer, raised the fire with both hands, shouted, ran to Miyamoto Wuji, and waved the sword fiercely.

During this process, Miyamoto Muji's sword hung diagonally on the right side, without making any reaction, and Kiyomi Tsukino was sure that if his thunderous blow had been replaced with a sword, it would have been able to cut off the opponent's head in an instant.

Sure enough, the other party couldn't dodge, and his bamboo sword was in the middle of Miyamoto's neck. But just when he was excited, he suddenly felt a chill on his left cheek, and the other party's bamboo sword was close to his skin at some point.

Tsukino Kiyoshi said indignantly: "Hmph, it's a tie, you can go." After speaking, he threw down the bamboo sword and turned to leave.

"No, you lost, please apologize."

"What? Bastard ......"

Miyamoto Wuji ignored the other party's roar, looked resolute, and said coldly: "If you change to Taidao, you are already dead." ”

"Bastard!" Hearing this, the green tendons of Qi protruded, roared and pulled out the sword, and it was another move to raise fire to the sky, and his eyes stared at the opponent viciously, like a beast that could devour people at any time.

Miyamoto still had a bland expression, slowly pulled out the sword, bowed his left leg slightly, leaned forward, and held the handle of the knife with both hands, naturally hanging on the right side of his body......

"The winner is divided! Why look any further. Long Shaocong heard someone talking behind him, and when he was about to look back, he suddenly heard Yuebino Qingshi roaring, and his body rushed forward, jumped high, and slashed straight down......

The onlookers couldn't help but exclaim in surprise when they saw the blade going straight to their heads, but just between the lightning and flint, suddenly, they saw Tsukino Kiyomi kneeling heavily on the ground, and with a "bang", the knife fell to the ground, and his body fell suddenly, and a stream of red blood slowly flowed out from under his body......

Looking at Miyamoto again, the knife has been raised diagonally, shining with a dazzling cold light under the sun, and a wisp of blood is dripping from the tip of the knife......

He was so fast that not only did his opponent not notice it, but even the onlookers didn't see it clearly. In a burst of sighs and exclamations, Long Shaocong looked back and suddenly jumped like thunder......

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Jiu Tian was pulled by Long Shaocong's neck and dragged behind a tree, with a smile on his face, as if he was enjoying a big show, a pair of eyes, staring at the angry guy in front of him badly.

Seeing Jiutian's virtue, Long Shaocong was angry and scolded: "Your uncle, yesterday I was unprepared, treated me like that, and ...... afterwards, wow......"

Long Shaocong wanted to say that he would leave afterwards, but when he thought of yesterday's cherry blossoms and chrysanthemums, he couldn't help but vomit wildly.

Jiutian comforted: "I'm also for your good, and there is no other way to ...... in Japan."

"I'm not ......" Long Shaocong just wanted to say that I was not Japanese, wow, another mouthful.

Long Shaocong finally stopped vomiting, grabbed Jiutian's collar again, and asked angrily: "What happened to the hot air flow in my body?" And my body, how could it suddenly ......"

"Ahem...... You let go first and listen to me explain slowly. Maybe you won't understand, but in short, I'm for your good, and that true qi is the strength for you, and it's good for you. ”

"Beneficial or not? Lao Tzu almost died last night, if it weren't for ......" Long Shaocong blushed and didn't continue.

"That's just a few small problems, to tell you the truth, this true qi, the world can't ask for it, no matter who gets it, not only has unlimited potential, but also can live a long life......"

"Wait? You say it's really angry. Long Shaocong was shocked in his heart, the word true qi has only been seen in later myths and martial arts novels, it seems to be apocryphal, and it does not exist in reality, but when he heard Jiutian say this, combined with his feelings last night, he couldn't help but wonder and asked, "Who are you?" ”

"Say it, and maybe you won't believe it. Actually, I'm not human, and I didn't belong here. ”

"You're not human? So who are you? ”

Jiu Tian waved his hand, with a solemn face, and said: "It's not time to tell you yet, but you have to remember that I have no harm to you, and I have today, and I rely on your help, and everything I have done to you is to repay your kindness." ”

"Repay the favor? Hearing you say this, my height has almost returned to its previous state, and I have to thank you for giving me this true qi? ”

"Uh...... As for the changes in your body, it is really beyond my expectations, and it remains to be seen whether it will be a blessing or a curse. ”

"I'll wipe ......" Long Shaocong's mood was slightly better, but he was completely disturbed by this sentence, and he wanted to grab Jiutian's collar again.

At this time, I suddenly heard another commotion not far away, and I saw a group of Taoist priests coming from outside the village, accompanied by an old man wearing a grouped cloth linen clothes and a clear face. After the two sides met, they couldn't help but be polite.

I only heard an elderly Taoist priest wearing a hat and a cyan Taoist robe say: "What happened in your village cannot be solved by a legal matter, and the stakes are very high. ”

Hearing this, Ryo Aihara opened his mouth to persuade: "Dad, I think it's better to listen to the words of the Sect Master Hirata, let's organize the villagers to leave quickly." ”

The old man shook his head and said, "We, the villagers of Panxi Village, have been farming at the foot of Mount Ontake for generations, and we have to pay taxes every year, serve in labor and military service, and even set aside a part for Ye Fu to come and rob. But no matter the natural disaster**, we have never left, even if the demon comes, we will not give up the rice field in our hands. The old man thanked the god for his kindness here. With that, he knelt down and bowed to the ground.

Hirata Sect sighed, and inevitably persuaded him......

When he heard the word demon, Long Shaocong couldn't help but be shocked in his heart, and he couldn't help but feel suspicious when he recalled what Jiu Tian had said just now. turned around and wanted to question Jiutian again, but found that he had long been gone, and complained in his heart, his uncle's was saying goodbye without saying goodbye.

"True Anger", "I'm Not Human", "Demon"...... Long Shaocong linked these words together, and couldn't help but say to himself: Could it be that my crossing has inadvertently changed something, not only occupying Ohno's body, but also being related to demons? The more I thought about it, the more I couldn't figure it out, and it seemed that I still had to go back to the place where I fell off the cliff to find the answer, and maybe find my way home......

Thinking of this, Long Shaocong turned around and just wanted to leave, when he was suddenly grabbed by a person, and a voice said: "I have long noticed that you are no longer a ...... of Daye"