Chapter 2: The Hirata Change

Three years ago.

"Ahem."

This was originally a high-spirited general of the founding of the country, but now he is wearing plain clothes, as if he is lying and sitting, leaning on a wooden pillow, although it is a pillow, it is not like a pillow.

The elderly cough from time to time, but not as old as they are.

The left eye is blinded by a sharp claw, and if it is young, it is brave, and if it is old, it is a little depressed.

But if you really treat it as an old man, you are destined to die and have no life.

"Let's talk about this matter first, let Your Excellency Yixin go and rest first."

One wears a red traditional Japanese costume inside, a black long-sleeved robe, and his hair is pulled up.

The fair-skinned, slightly sad and sickly physician said this, and then entered the room to take care of it.

The young man in the armor and the helmet silently turned around and walked down the attic,

With a belt and a sword, and a longbow on his back, he was graceful and high-spirited, but his brows were tightly knit and worried.

With the sound of heavy planks, the medicine man then stepped down the pavilion as well.

"Grandpa's condition, how's that."

"It's okay yet, but..."

"Does he still not agree to do that?"

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The Hirata family.

The night was dark and the wind was high, the lonely shadow flickered, the river was turbulent, several people on the bridge patrolled alternately, the night was surprisingly quiet, one person stood on the tall tree outside the courtyard, and saw the fire in the mansion.

"Whew."

Before the sound came out, the throat was sealed, the black shadow flashed, the white light roared, the four people were killed, the torches were dumped, and the dogs barked and the wolves howled.

"What people!"

Four shurikens, and three wolves and one person.

"Trash fish."

Hook rope flick, legs kick, pull hard, fly up the eaves, all the way fast.

The mansion was littered with bloodstained corpses, and even the horses in the stables were spared, bouncing down along the eaves.

The originally vibrant realm was filled with the smell of blood, and there were no pedestrians on the road.

Some are bandits patrolling with swords and torches, others with bows and arrows on their backs, and others kick in the door with large axes and then loot everywhere, completely like a ferocious beast.

"Woo~"

The wolf jumped on the eaves on the right side of the path, then stepped on the eaves and landed on a path near the end of the left side, which led to a courtyard at the end of which was a single sentry.

On the left, it leads to the avenue, where only two thieves are checking the yard one by one.

The wolf landed in front of the dying warrior in an indigo samurai suit and asked:

"What's wrong?"

"There's... There are bandits..."

With that, he lost his breath.

Without a moment's delay, he continued to move forward, although this is just a mansion, but it is not an ordinary mansion.

After all, this is the Hirata family, and it is the Reeda family.

Passing through the residential area, there is another bridge, there is no shelter at both ends, and there are several people guarding the bridge, which will inevitably be discovered.

The road was too long, so I chose the waterway, jumped off the bridge and dived into the water, the sound changed tone and became quieter, but I could hear the shouts behind me and the sound of the fire bolts being extinguished in the water.

Along the waterway bypassing the bamboo forest full of bandits, and fishing on another bridge with a hook and lock,

Regardless of the fact that everyone went straight to the burning house, a huge figure leaned against a stone, and the wolf ran over.

"It's... Buddha Hall's... The key, the prince in the Buddha Hall. ”

The wolf's stepfather, who was also his master, gave him the key and died, perhaps as it was, perhaps because of his years of experience as a killer.

The wolf just snatched the key with a blank face, and flew all the way down the cliff with a hook.

The sea of fire burned down the houses, burned the normal path of progress, and also swallowed the giant shadow behind it.

The moon is bright, the wind is rustling,

The wolf who jumped from the edge of the cliff shuttled through another bamboo forest, like a fish in water, without any obstacles, integrated with the scenery and sound, evaded the ears and eyes, and had superb endurance skills.

Passing through the cave, a set of ninja jumps out of the dry well and arrives at the main house.

The bandits in the main house are obviously several times as before, the mansion is several times richer and more damaged, there are more than a dozen people patrolling the avenue, and several people are searching in the room that is about to catch fire.

The wolf sprang across the burning eaves, and another look of indigo blue came into his eyes, and the wolf landed behind him and quickly covered his mouth and nose:

"What's going on here?"

The samurai standing behind the boulder reacted instantly, and said, "The bandits have attacked here, and in front of them is the leader of the bandits, and the prince is locked up in the Buddhist hall behind him. ”

"Act on the opportunist."

After all, the wolf has marched forward in the night, ruthlessly darts take people's lives, and sharp blades pierce the throat of ghosts and ghosts.

The yard is not big or small, and the wolf is originally holding the plan to quickly reduce the living force,

The effect seemed to be ideal, and six of the seven people died.

Pulling out the sword in the thief's neck, he stood up and faced the leader,

He threw three shurikens at the leader, and then jumped out of the flower-like balustrade pavilion.

The burly sumo wrestler swung his broadsword and flicked away the three shurikens that flew towards him, then removed the flask from his belt.

"Another rat has slipped in," he said, taking a large gulp and spraying it on the knife.

"Kill you, and this ticket will be over."

The horse walked steadily, holding the knife in one hand and grasping it in the other, leaning back a little and then leaning forward while running towards the wolf, like a sumo wrestler.

Although he is fat, the distance of the sprint in a short period of time is not short, which is probably the so-called flexible fat man.

For a ninja, agility is a must, and naturally it is impossible to be captured by such a simple and brainless move.

It's okay if you want to rely on the image of a tall horse to deter others, but for wolves who are used to seeing giant ninja owls, it is naturally a bit dwarfed.

If you can't grasp it, you will chop the big knife, and the inertia plus the strength of a knife is not to say that you can block it.

The wolf dodged again, and the knife slashed into dust, so that even the stone slab could cut a crack.

Taking advantage of the fact that the old power of the bandit head has gone to the new force and is not born, the cold light flashed on the side, and it must be very human to become the leader, not to mention the head of the bandit, the fat man quickly pulled out the big knife and turned to the side to stop the cold mang.

The fat man didn't seem surprised by his appearance, it seemed that he was trying to kill him slowly like a cat and a mouse.

It seems that he is still really in bad spirits.

The normal battlefield is not turn-based, it's not that you hit me and I hit back and forth, and of course the wolf didn't stop.

The so-called ninja is, of course, a person who is proficient in the use of blades and ninja skills, and two more shuriken backhands.

It is both a live ammunition and a feint attack, interfering with the enemy's movements, leaving more options, not to mention two to one.

The leader chose to return the wound to the wound, and resisted the shuriken and swung the knife at the wolf to force back one person first and then regroup.

The wolf was forced to change its knife to block it, and was repelled by a heavy blow due to insufficient capacity.

The leader turned to squirt poisoned wine at the reeded samurai, which was not immediately effective, but it could first block the movement and then paralyze the nerves, and the wolf took the opportunity to help him swing his knife in exchange for injury.

As a samurai, he has long been fearless of death, and he has a grudge of anger and hatred for destroying his family.

Resolutely hold the heart of death and exchange injuries with the leader.

As the Eda belief says, "there is the glory of death, but there is no disgrace of life."

The ninja took out the knife, the knife killed, one person sacrificed his life, and he was indomitable, all of them were not ordinary people, how could the leader who was wounded one after another be the enemy.

Under the wolf's blade, several knife marks and scars' body fell, and the slightly smaller body chose to sit upright and kneel and commit suicide.

The wolf looked at him and took back the God Devouring Pill that he had just taken out.