It was a good day at night.

The moonlight was sprinkled, and the whole world was shrouded in a delicate silver and white veil.

And in the majestic Nansa Castle, the Daimyo of Senno Province is standing on the top railing of the castle tower and looking into the distance, as if he is admiring the beauty of life under the white moonlight, but his face is slightly silent.

The mountains in the distance traverse there, and even the bright moonlight that falls is difficult to illuminate.

Not to mention how can you really see it from a distance?

But he's still watching.

The originally strong eyes have a little more vicissitudes of time.

Time flies, Roadside Masao is nearly 70 years old, and he has served as the head of the Roadside Family and the Daimyo of Chino Province for more than 40 years.

The thick black hair turned silver white, and the once strong physique became weak.

When a young man was young, he could still eat several pots of white rice at each meal, but now each meal is just an ordinary bowl of red rice, at most with a little red beans, he already feels full, he is indeed old.

No one can maintain their youthful vitality as the years go by.

And what about him?

Just 16 years ago, the accident made him completely withdraw from that realm.

It may not be right to say this, Masao on the side of the road has been gifted since he was a child, and he stepped into that realm with half a foot at the age of his prime, if it weren't for the sudden change that happened 16 years ago, maybe he...

Masao on the side of the road suddenly smiled, it's all now, what else is possible?

He is the daimyo of Chino Province.

The suzerain of the roadside house.

Since the choice is made, it represents the orthodox choice, and there is nothing good about it.

Besides, how can he regret acting on the side of the road in his life?

Right now...

It's just the imagination and regret of old age.

Looking into the distance with some amazement, the majestic mountains are endless, and the pillar-like mountains that are faintly visible in the deepest mountains are even more significant, and the mood of Zhengxiong on the side of the road is a little disordered.

He knew that that was where the city of the Devil's Den was located.

That's what the youkai built......

City!

It's the area dug out on the border of Chino Country.

Roadside Masao was complicated about that side, not only the war and heavy losses at the beginning, but also the next generation of the sect master of the roadside family, who had relied on heavy responsibilities and carefully cultivated, actually made a choice that surprised him extremely much.

Now that I think about it, maybe if it's not too deep, maybe...

Not necessarily today?

Masao on the side of the road slowly exhaled and sulked: "Why bother?"

He couldn't get ready now, and he forced himself to hold on to today, only to find that the whole roadside home was getting heavier and heavier.

No, or the country of Qianno, which carried the family on the side of the road, became heavier and heavier when he carried it on his shoulders, and as time passed, no new heir could appear, which made him, the old sect master, extremely tired.

The candidate who was able to bear it and let him carefully cultivate it chose a shameful escape.

The reason is for the so-called children's private affairs!

But...

What is the difference between this in the samurai's dictionary and a rout?

Now look at the candidates of the roadside family, most of them are mediocre people, even if he is the sect leader of the roadside family, he also understands in his heart that these so-called young people of the new generation have no ability to bear heavy pressure at all!

The daimyo of Chino Country, the suzerain of the roadside family, and the leader of Nansa Castle, who can afford it?

Masao on the side of the road was a little tired.

A lot of the time.

He stood silently on the balcony of the castle tower, looking at the place where the accident had happened.

He has become weaker and weaker, and now he must plan early, as time goes by and the urgency of the event, if he continues to be as confident as he was at the beginning, maybe... And let him go through another blow.

Since no one can hold up except him on the side of the road, there is only another way to solve it.

For example, let this heavy...

Burden!

Squint slightly.

Masao on the side of the road had a fierce look in his eyes.

The roadside family has been inherited to this day, although it has only been in the country for a hundred years, it is not a martial arts general.

But since the country is a land of thousands of wilderness, how can the crystallization of the hard work of the ancestors of the family, and even the foundation of the family's prosperity, be lost in such vain, how can he, the contemporary sect master, allow it?

Chino Country, this is the home country of the roadside family, the root system of the entire family!

Gaze wanders.

Looking at the rolling mountains in the west, he exhaled slowly: "The rise and fall of the family!"

When the original accident happened, he wanted to let his carefully cultivated candidate make the most important choice in his life, but he was disappointed to find that he was wrong, and his careful cultivation and conscientious teachings were not worth the cry of a woman.

chose to escape, giving up his family's honor and prestige as a samurai.

Completely disgrace the family!

Almost, it also destroyed the foundation of the family and made the country of Chino fall for this!

Roadside Zhengxiong is still haunted by that accident in his heart, he can't forget it, he lost all the games, even if 16 years have passed, he can't forget it, if he hadn't been soft-hearted at the time, maybe maybe anything can really change!

The bright moonlight sprinkled down, and the beauty of this thousand wild countries made him more and more stunned.

And at this very moment.

There was footsteps in the hallway behind him, getting closer.

The flag warrior who was supposed to be in charge of the night guard in the castle tower came over and bowed respectfully: "Sect Master!" He didn't hesitate, and immediately reported in a solemn voice: "There was a fire in the castle town, and the boss of the ghost spider organization was burned to death on the spot!"

Masao on the side of the road retracted his gaze, his brows furrowed slightly: "The ghost spider is dead?"

The samurai replied affirmatively, "Confirmed dead!"

There was a slight silence.

Masao on the side of the road asked slowly, "Is there anything unusual in the cause of death?"

The samurai replied, "No!" But his tone paused slightly, and he still added: "According to the news that came, there was a relatively violent explosion in the courtyard of the base camp of the ghost spider organization, and the specific reason is unknown!"

Masao on the side of the road frowned more and more: "An explosion of unknown cause?"

The samurai of Hachimoto nodded: "Yes!"

Silence continues.

The roadside is overlooking the majestic railing, and the majestic mountains in the distance are revealed.

There was a deep haze in his eyes.

"Humph!"

He snorted slowly: "Find out about this!"

The Oni Spider Organization is the back hand behind Nansa Castle's control of the castle town, and instead of the expatriate officials on the surface, who maintain law and order and collect taxes, they use the gang organization to carry out activities and monitor the extralegal assistance of foreign merchants.

After all, sometimes Nanzuo City is not easy to shoot, and these gang organizations have no scruples.

Business has never been a way to get rich.

Spy?

What other identities are there?

So who is to blame for being threatened by these gangs or attacked by the mountains?

At that time, as long as Nanzuocheng releases a sentence that he doesn't know, doesn't know the inside story, or sincerely apologizes and promises to investigate to the end and severely punish the murderer, he will be able to pick himself up!

The flag warrior nodded: "I'll go and deliver the order!"

Salute.

Then quickly step back.

On the balcony of the castle tower, Masao on the side of the road stands alone behind the railing.

It's just that his face is also full of gloom: "How did this guy die from the ghost spider?" He looked in the direction of the mountains and muttered to himself in disbelief, "Could it be... Has the plan been discovered?"

His brows furrowed, and Masao on the side of the road reached out and pinched the railing: "Again... Unexpected?!"

On the castle tower.

His figure, which was thin and thin due to old age, became more and more lonely.