097 Draw the ground as a prison and get out of it
This is really a pillow when she is sleepy, Nan Xiang is worried that she can't find a breakthrough to investigate Nahua Company, so God sent her a big gift.
The luncheon was spent in a relaxed and pleasant atmosphere. After a simple Western meal, Nanxiang hooked up with Mr. Andrew, a Nahua executive, and after a while, after the filming of Justin Bobby's part of the film in China was completed, Nanxiang could go to the United States with the American staff team. As for the visa issue, Nanxiang doesn't need to worry about it, naturally someone will help her solve it, it can be said that everything is ready, just waiting for completion.
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After parting ways, Nanxiang committed a phobia of choice for a while, and was torn between going to class and going home to be lazy. While she was struggling, a phone call directly helped her make a choice.
"Nanxiang! Do you still want to get married? Lafayette was furious on the phone, and he couldn't wait to jump out and slap her twice, "The girl I introduced to you last time was so good, why did you break down with someone once?" Tomorrow is the Mid-Autumn Festival holiday, your father and I will come to find you, and Nanxi will also come over, you will wait for me obediently! β
Well, this tone, this posture, it seems that it is completely non-negotiable.
Hawkers, it's already the Mid-Autumn Festival, and I don't go to school much these days, and I've forgotten that there is a holiday.
Nan Xiang hung up the phone, and rushed home without looking back, this Nima's, a lot of women's clothes in his house are piled up in a mess, not to mention, there are four or five unwashed trousers hanging on the bedside, if he is caught, what eyes will his father and mother use to look at themselves at that time?
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"Shota-kun, have you ever climbed this Ikoma Mountain before?"
"No, but I've been to the top of the mountain a few times, just like today." Shota Ikoma looked at the small scenery below the mountain, and the mountain wind blew over his head, chilling.
"Since they're all here, why don't you look at the other side?"
"No...... I don't know ......" Xiao Xiang touched his chin and recalled his previous thoughts, "Maybe I'm scared." β
"Therefore, people always like to draw the ground as a prison, and they are often imprisoned by the lines they draw...... I used to be like that. Living well according to the rules, rarely leaving their own safe field, staying away from what they don't understand, and not even daring to take apart their mobile phones. It's as if once you take that step, it's a big deal...... Ridiculous, right? Nanxiang turned to Shota and smiled slightly. In the wind, she straightened her long hair that was blown up, and she was incredibly beautiful.
"And then?"
"Later...... Later my body ...... A truly big thing happened. In short, I'm afraid there will never be anything bigger than this in my life...... Since then, I have realized that it is easier to take a step that I am not familiar with. β
"Hmm...... Perhaps. β
"Have you said goodbye to your parents?"
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"Now, Xiaoxiang, I'm really leaving."
Shota Ikoma looked back at the village that was blocked by the trees, and was a little distracted. But soon, he turned his head again and took the firm step down the mountain.
"Let's go, Kenshin-sensei."
Nan Xiang looked at the child with relief, he was able to come out of the grief of bereavement, and he was not occupied by hatred, which was really lucky. Althoughβ
Although the shaved hairstyle of the monk's head is really ugly!
"Hey! Xiaoxiang, don't shave your head in the future, keep your hair long! β
"Huh? Why? β
"I said stay long, don't do why."
"Okay...... Anyway, I hate shaving my head the most. Shota didn't have any attachment to this samurai's hairstyle, so he simply agreed, but suddenly remembered something, turned his head and asked, "By the way, Kenshin-sensei, what did you mean by phone...... What is it? β
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After crossing Mt. Ikoma, he completely entered the Yamato country, which is the sphere of influence of the Tsutsui family. Speaking of the Tsutsui family, they were originally monks and soldiers of Kofukuji Temple, and they have always been interdependent with Kofukuji Temple, advancing and retreating together. The head of the previous family, Shunaki Tsutsui, was a great talent, and he was able to achieve such a great cause at the age of twenty-three years by virtue of his own strength. If God could give him more time, the people of the 66 countries of Japan might not be his turn to sit in the first place.
It's a pity that only four years later, he was seriously ill and left this era of heroes.
For the people of the world, Shunzhao's sudden departure is nothing more than one less overlord in this world. But for the Tsutsui family, it is tantamount to the most fatal blow. Although the retainers worked together to assist him, after Shunaki's death, more and more people began to covet the vast territory of such as Yamato Province. Whether it was the constant riots of the Koshichi clan in the territory, the constant pressure from the Miyoshi clan and Matsui Hisahide abroad, or the rebels who had always been in the hands of the religious uprising forces, the Tsutsui family became more and more anxious and suffering from the enemy. The entire Tsutsui City is in such a panicked atmosphere.
When Nan Xiang and Shota came to the vicinity of Tsutsui City, they deeply felt the depression and tension, and there seemed to be a faint smell of gunpowder wafting in the air. This sense of oppression of the approaching Great War is even more unpleasant than the Takaya Castle where the Miyoshi and Tayama clans are in full swing.
"Stop! Who are you! When some soldiers saw Nanxiang, they pointed at them from a distance and scolded them loudly.
"We are wandering ronins who want to go to Beijing to earn a living!" Nan Xiang also replied loudly. Her words are also half-truthful, Iga Province is very close to Kyoto, and it is not a lie to say that it is going to Beijing.
Three soldiers came, wearing the family clothes of the Tsutsui family, and walked up to the front and carefully examined the two of Nanxiang. Shota is only an eight-year-old child, and Nanxiang is only fourteen or fifteen years old, so he can't see any danger in any way.
"This world is so chaotic, what are you two little dolls running around?"
"A few big brothers, our sisters and brothers...... There was an accident in the family......" Nanxiang glanced at Shota, who lowered his head silently, "As a last resort, I had to leave my hometown and go to Beijing to join my relatives." Seeing that it is almost night, our sister and brother just want to go into the city and rest for one night, please! β
Shota thought of his parents who died, and couldn't help but feel sad, and tears fell down in large drops. Seeing that his expression did not seem to be fake at all, the men glanced at each other, and one of them waved his hand impatiently: "Go over!" β
Nanxiang bowed deeply, and then led Shota, who was still crying, and trotted a few steps towards the city. The soldiers glanced at the two of them, then turned their gaze to the other group.
Nan Xiang looked at them thoughtfully.
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"Shota, today I turned over Ikoma Mountain again, and I came all the way to Tsutsui City, you must be tired." Nan Xiang packed up the bed in the hostel and settled Xiaoxiang to lie down, but he didn't have the slightest tendency to loosen his clothes.
"It's fine." Xiao Xiang nodded, "Teacher, you...... Do you want to go out? β
"Well, there are some things that I care about a little bit and want to go out and see."
Nan Xiang tidied up his clothes, hung a counter-bladed knife around his waist, unsheathed it, and returned it to the sheath, shining with a white light, like a deadly fang about to be revealed.