Chapter Seventy-Eight: Killing

After burning incense and bathing himself, Si Nian put on a Dongying kimono. Pen? Interesting? Pavilion wWw. biquge。 Info is a black and white kimono with a black sash tied around his waist and long hair tied up. Yanran has a different feeling from the past, with less elegant style and more heroic erection. Si Nian walked downstairs lightly, the clogs stepped on the stairs, and the "kicking" sounded softly.

At this moment, next to the old bustard stood a young man in a white kimono. The eyebrows are clear and beautiful, and there is a faint handsomeness between the eyebrows.

Si Nian looked at Taro, and Taro also looked at Si Nian, but his eyes always wanted to wander.

Si Nian was already satisfied, at least Taro wouldn't bow his head under his gaze and didn't dare to raise his eyes.

"Childe is still satisfied?" The old bustard looked at Si Nian with a smile.

Si Nian said: "Not bad. ”

The old bustard said: "This little boy is very handsome in himself, but he lacks a sense of self-confidence." Now this dress, many Qingqi people in our flower shop have paid attention to him. ”

Si Nian nodded slightly, ignored the bustard, and whispered to Taro, "Let's go." ”

Taro nodded lightly and followed Si Nian, who had already taken the lead in walking out the door.

Taro followed Si Nian all the way, staring at the slender figure in front of him who was slightly taller than himself. In his eyes, he was full of confusion. He didn't expect Si Nian to be a master of martial arts. According to the bustard, his martial arts are at least quasi-first-class.

Taro doesn't know how high the quasi-first-class martial arts are. But he knew very well that the senior brother who was known as a quasi-first-class master in the faction had a record of killing thousands of low-level samurai alone. In the entire Fuji Prefecture, no one dares to be disrespectful. Even in Hokuriku, the senior brother is one of the famous masters.

"Curious to know who I am?" Si Nian suddenly stopped, looked at the long river beside him, and said indifferently.

Taro hurriedly stopped, a little flustered, and wanted to deny it, but finally nodded.

Si Nian said: "I am not from Dongying. ”

Taro was surprised: "Not from Toying?" ”

Si Nian said: "It's a person from the rivers and lakes of China." ”

Taro was even more surprised, surprised and silent.

Si Nian looked at the sparkling surface of the long river. Said softly: "Are you willing to be bullied for the rest of your life?" ”

Taro was stunned for a moment, then shook his head suddenly, and tears almost oozed from his eyes. In the past year, how bitter he has been, he is deeply imprinted in his heart. Countless contemptuous eyes, the ridicule that lingered in my ears every night, and the contemptuous faces. He woke up from his half-asleep sleep, and then curled up in the damp and gloomy room, trembling incessantly, tears wetting the tattered quilt.

Si Nian said: "Is it hard to practice martial arts? ”

Taro wanted to nod, but shook his head abruptly again. Why is it bitter? Practicing martial arts is not bitter, his fingers were cut by the sword, and his body was torn by monsters. He never cried in the bloodstained pain......

He just didn't want others to laugh at him and insult him. He is also a human being, and he is also a teenager with dignity.

Si Nian turned around, looked indifferently at this young man who was slightly shorter than him, and said, "No one is born to be respected, but he will continue to make people respect him and even look up to him as he grows up." When I was young, I was also punched and kicked, but I didn't cry, I only remembered those faces seriously. I told myself that I would return the insults I had to give back to them with my own hands. I will let them pay for the loss of dignity with blood. Now, I'm stepping in front of a corpse. But I found out how insignificant the suffering was in the past, and I was only laughed at by my current self......"

Taro's bright eyes flashed, staring at Si Nian seriously.

"Everyone can trample on the dignity of others, and even decide the life and death of others. Therefore, everyone can also be the target of being trampled on, killed and abused. However, no one can always step on someone else's head, and no one wants to be trampled under someone's feet forever. So, a group of people went up, and a group of people fell. ”

Taro nodded, he understood......

"I dedicated my life to kendo, interpreting my obsession with killing and cruelty. There was a trail of blood in my steps, and I did not dare to stop, for if I stopped, I would be drowned in the blood from my sword. When I pulled the sword out of the body of the first person who died in my hands, I didn't dare to sleep, I had to keep cultivating. Because I was afraid, afraid that the people I had killed would trample me down. And I'm still afraid, afraid of being thrown away by the people above, so that I can't see the gap clearly, and I can't understand the realm...... In the rivers and lakes, there are no tears, only blood remains......"

In the rivers and lakes, there are no tears, only blood remains......

Taro's body was trembling, and he could hear the sigh of the undead from Si Nian's indifferent words, the sigh of vicissitudes. He thought that he was bitter enough, but he didn't expect that even a person with strong martial arts like Si Nian would have so much bitterness. He couldn't believe that the hearts of the original masters had been beating rapidly, and they had been circulating with their blood.

Taro bowed his head deeply. This time he was not afraid, but silent......

After a long time, Taro raised his head, and his delicate and immature face flashed with a resolute look: "Senior, please teach me how to become stronger!" How can you get to the same level as you? ”

Si Nian smiled lightly, he laughed at how much he talked today, he actually admonished a teenager who didn't understand anything and was as pure as a child's heart, or rather, he was confiding......

A man dressed in a kimono and wearing a sword walked proudly past Si Nian and the two and walked towards the flower shop.

Si Nian's left hand was raised slightly, and a white light flashed lightly, and then it sank into the man's body. The man was terrified because his body was suddenly unable to move. He watched in amazement as Si Nian's right hand gently pulled out the saber from his waist. Then he handed it to Taro, who was stunned.

Si Nian said: "Next." ”

Taro took the saber in a daze.

Si Nian slowly turned around and walked forward lightly. An indifferent voice remained in Taro's ears.

"Kill it......"

Kill it. The three words were like demonic eyes, stinging the hearts of the man and Taro. The man stared at Taro in horror and hurriedly pleaded, "Don't! No! ...... "Since he entered the "Other World", it took him more than ten years to cultivate advanced swordsmanship. Now that he has finally become the leader of a gang, he does not want to be reborn. He didn't want his more than ten years of bitterness to turn into smoke and rain in an instant. He didn't expect that an Oiran he had fallen in love with not long ago before he went to a solitary tryst today would suddenly end up in such a situation of being slaughtered. Who did he offend? No one answered him, for he could not be killed by those whom he had offended, and he had not been offended by those who had killed him. But if you don't offend, don't you kill and torture? If this is the case, why is there blood in the rivers and lakes?

Taro understood what Si Nian meant, and he trembled his hands and slowly lifted them. He looked into the man's frightened eyes and listened to the man's pleading pleas for mercy. He shook off the sword in his hand and fled, wanting to shout that Si Nian was a demon! However, his heart of longing for the strong, his persistence that he does not want to be trampled under his feet cannot escape.

Close your eyes, yell, swing your sword......

Blood splattered, screamed, fell to the ground......

Si Nian lowered his head, staring at the bluestone street with blank eyes. Yu Yu sighed: "Keeping up with the pace of killing and abuse, right, is it wrong......"