A young man with a white face, red lips, black teeth, and high eyebrows rode a horse with a gloomy face.

He didn't ride fast, just an ordinary trot.

The samurai behind them followed him silently with the dead.

"Stop." He suddenly ordered.

The samurai pulled the horse.

"Bury them." His expression was indifferent, "You can't let them be in the wilderness." ”

"Young master, let's go back and ask my family for help! I can't bear this breath! One of the samurai said angrily, "My family's 100-strong cavalry team is too easy to catch them!" ”

"Haven't your horseback riding teams been sent to Kyoto, and are there still people in your family?" The young man's eyes became terrifying, "Or is it... Do you still have a private army in your longboard clan? ”

"My people don't dare! The army of the family... There are no more—" The warrior hurriedly bowed his head.

"Then who are you going to arrest that person?" The young man flicked his long sleeves hatefully, and the hem of the sleeve actually made a heavy sound and threw it on the samurai's face, and a red mark immediately appeared.

"If you don't even have an army, don't mess with that person! Such a small body, but with such a powerful martial art... There is only one possibility: "He's a ninja who belongs to a certain faction!" ”

"No way, his voice sounds too young..."

"Changing the voice is too easy for a ninja. Don't forget that ninjas are monsters! No one knows what kind of twisted training a true ninja has to go through to make themselves that kind of being, it doesn't matter what kind of appearance they have, never judge any ninja by their appearance, and never underestimate any ninja! ”

"Even if it's a ninja...", the samurai was about to say something when the young man's sleeve slammed into his face again, "Shut up!" I know that a bright samurai never looks down on ninjas hiding in dark corners, but... How many powerful samurai have died in the assassination of ninjas! What's more, this person didn't sneak attack at all! He appeared in your sight in the open and killed Takeda Longboard! His swordsmanship is completely above all of you, and he has firearms! If you don't have a hundred-man cavalry of more than ten people, don't think about what to do to him! ”

The samurai clutched the hilt of his sword tightly and bowed his head and could not speak.

"Besides, even if I give these people now, I won't choose to go back and take revenge! Our mission now is to rush to Kyoto and provide you with all the military resources you can to quell the rebellion! He looked at the two warriors coldly and said, "Our dignity is nothing compared to our righteousness!" The daimyo of the countries have already entered the war, and they are going to war in Kyoto, so our strength is important! So I can't afford to waste my time because of this shame! If this one person delays the adult's fight, then we are sinners! ”

The samurai looked in other directions, not daring to look at the young man.

They actually forgot their true mission, if it weren't for the young master's reminder......

I'm really ashamed to compare myself to this young man.

"Hurry up and bury these two brave warriors! Bring his sword, and you will fight for them! Remember, pick up his sword, and you're going to carry on the legacy of Captain Takeda Longboard and send me back to Kyoto safely! I don't know if the samurai of the longboard family will be able to complete the task! ”

"Yes!" The two samurai jerked up straight.

"That's good. Now that you are the captain, I will appoint you the captain of my escort, and you will serve under me from now on. When you get to Kyoto, I'll give you ten men. ”

"Thank you, young master...."

"Now, let's speed up a little bit, and after we're done here, I'm going to go to the next family."

He turned and walked towards his horse.

These two useless wastes can't even beat a little kid and still return to the hundred-man team...... And that brute......

Shinano Country, is it...... Then I'll come to you, Shinano guards......

After quickly disposing of the body, they left the place with the katana they had left. The wind and snow soon covered the place, and the snow here was calm, small and scattered, slowly covering everything here.

In the blink of an eye, two days passed.

It's been two days since that incident, but Xiu hasn't spoken much along the way. Obviously, there was something he hadn't figured out.

He used to think that it would be good not to think about some things that he couldn't understand, but now he realized...

The problem may not be solved, but it will always be there.

He only now felt that he had thought of everything too simply.

But he didn't ask Changguang anything more.

Father Marshall once said that he had to learn to think for himself, to learn to judge for himself. What he wants to know most now is whether he is right or wrong.

He thought about it for a long time and thought about it a lot.

Murder or not, justice or not, redemption or not, hero or not......

"Whatever is meant to kill, isn't it?"

He looked up at the snow among the branches of the dense forest, at the gray clouds in the sky.

What is right and what is wrong.

"There's a cave here, let's rest here for a while."

Changguang said.

She took Xiuhe and secretly entered this not very spacious cave.

Although the cave is not wide, it is very deep. When she walked to the bottom of the cave, it was dozens of meters deep.

She simply lit a fire, and I don't know where she conjured up a kettle with some ice and snow boiling on it.

"Where are we going?" Xiu asked a little blankly.

"Where do you want to go?" Changguang toddled the fire.

"I ...... I don't know ......."

"You should know." Changguang said.

"But I don't even know where I am, how do I know where I'm going......"

"You just need to know where you're going. Where you are, does it matter. ”

"I ......" Xiu lowered his head and thought for a long time, and then said in frustration, "I want to go back......"

"You've got a goal, but why don't you look happy?"

"Because I don't know how to go back......" Xiu felt a little annoyed, but he didn't show anything.

"So...... You should be able to go...... No, you shouldn't be able to go right now. ”

"What's wrong?" Xiu felt that something was wrong: "Why do you say I can't go?" ”

"In Kyoto, the daimyo of various countries and the two shoguns fought each other for the next successor to the throne. All the ports of the islands are closed, and no entry or exit is allowed at all......"

"Is this war?" Xiu raised his head and looked at Changguang's face with a hint of sorrow.

“…… Yes, this is war. ”

"That'...... When will I be able to leave? "Xiu is a little gloomy.

"Perhaps...... Wait until the dust settles...... Maybe it's a month, maybe it's a year. ”

"Am I going to stay here for the rest of the year?"

Changguang was silent.

"Xiu, our language, can you do basic communication?" Changguang suddenly said in a strange language. This is their native language, and Xiu doesn't understand all of it, but he can understand the general meaning.

"Maybe..."Xiu replied simply, "Why do you suddenly ask this, I haven't been studying for long..."

"Because... I'm leaving. ”

"So where are we going?" Xiu cleaned up and was about to get up, but was pressed by Changguang.

"It's me leaving, not 'we...'"

(End of chapter)