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Wu Ming, who rested all night, took Gorou and hit the road in the farewell of the Mitsuko family.

"My lord, Numata Castle is in the east, so it may take until the afternoon, but Mitsuko has already prepared rice balls, and there are umeboshi ...... in it."

Gorou touched his arms with a happy expression.

On his back, he also carried a black bear fur that had been preliminarily processed overnight, and was now covered with a burlap.

"Such a precious thing, if it is exposed, will definitely provoke robbers and thieves!"

Thinking of what the Photon family said last night, Wu Ming was speechless.

He looked at the mound on the other side again, didn't say anything, and walked straight away with Gorou.

……

"Father! It's this wild warrior who has taken the Wind Demon Temple! ”

On the mound not far away, two people walked down at this time, a father and son, wearing patterned samurai uniforms and swords hanging from their waists.

The young man said to the middle-aged samurai.

"Hmm...... Indeed, he is a very powerful samurai, and he definitely discovered us at that glance just now......"

The middle-aged samurai said, slightly afraid.

As a survivor of the battlefield, he has an extraordinary perception and a deep understanding of the horrors of those powerful samurai and swordsmen: "Most of the wild samurai are irritable and prone to causing trouble, so it is my family's task to protect the peace of this village!" Luckily he's not that kind of person......"

As the only samurai in the village, in fact, the middle-aged man almost automatically took on the position of village head.

Wu Ming's approach yesterday naturally made him a little dissatisfied.

Such wild samurai and ronin are often the source of disturbance of law and order.

But fortunately, the other party is quite well-behaved, and now that he has left, the middle-aged samurai has no intention of making enemies.

Most importantly...... If he really does it, he will definitely be able to kill us and others......

The middle-aged warrior looked at the end of the road, the disappearing back, and silently added in his heart.

……

Numata Castle is small.

To be honest, after Wu Ming saw it for the first time, he felt a little disappointed.

After all, the low city walls and sparse population were really several steps behind Yunping County in the Great Zhou.

"But...... Building the city on the top of a hill is easy to defend and difficult to attack, which is enough to show the chaos of the situation......"

Entering the city with Goro, Wu Ming sighed in his heart.

Along the way, he encountered three or four waves of robbers, some of whom could not even be frightened by the samurai clothes and swords on their bodies, but the savages wanted to hunt him as a samurai.

Although the result was all cleaned up by him, it was also quite a waste of time.

And the previous village, the robbers on the road, and the Numata Castle built on the top of the mountain all made him deeply realize that this Izumo country is in a terrible and troubled era!

"My lord! I know a big merchant who can sell bear skins for a good price! ”

Although it seemed to Wu Ming to be simple to the limit, Gorou looked at the streets and shops on both sides of the city with excitement on his face, and said in an excited voice.

"There's no rush for now...... Let's go get some food and some drinks! ”

Wu Ming pointed to the wine house in front of him and said with a smile.

Whether the bearskin is sold or not is actually nothing worth caring about for him at all, but this kind of place, the exchange of information is the most convenient, so he has to go.

At this time, there were not many people in the wine house, but Wu Ming still sat down and asked for a pot of sake, a plate of pickled radish, and a plate of dried fish.

It's not that I don't want more, but what I can see, that's all.

The taste of sake was a little light, but it was okay, so Wu Ming drank it slowly and listened carefully to the conversation of the people around him.

"Recently, I heard that there was friction between the Sanada family and the Kurosawa family, and they have begun to gather samurai, is it true?"

At the table next to him, a ronin spoke.

"Really, a crusade order has been issued, and it is said that the Sanada family has invited an onmyoji for divination, and they will definitely be able to win a big victory!"

The other companion lowered his voice and said, "And the Kurosawa family is also related to the Dojo of the Sword Stream, and it is said that they want to lend the sword student, and that is a terrifying swordsman with the power of several people!" ”

"It would be nice if these two families recruited other ronin, maybe they would be able to make a meritorious service and be awarded the ...... Zhixing."

Speaking of which, the two ronins just sighed.

For this kind of wild samurai, being able to make a distinction, establish meritorious deeds, and obtain knowledge and action is the most interesting thing.

Next, there is also the news that a certain mountain, or a nobleman's house in a mansion is haunted, and the onmyoji and the priest are invited to retreat, which also makes Wu Ming's heart move.

Immediately knew that in this Fusang world, demons, ghosts, people and gods coexisted, not only was there chaos outside the city, but even the city was not necessarily safe.

And it is also very common for samurai, swordsmen, and even onmyoji and priests to expel demons and ghosts.

In the castle, there are dojos and shrines where swordsmen and priests are of high status, and there are even examples of people who are famous for expelling great yokai and obtaining daimyo and chiyuki fiefdoms.

"Most samurai practiced archery, but there were also ...... who went to the dojo to practice kendo."

"Swordsman, Onmyoji, Priest...... And, of course, maybe ninjas...... Is this the power system of this Fuso world? ”

Wu Ming took a shallow sip of sake, and a lot of information continued to gather in his heart, and gradually his understanding of the world became deeper and deeper.

"Adult !!"

At this time, Gorou on the other side drank too much wine, his face turned slightly red, and he suddenly shouted, his voice was so high that even the others were startled: "Please let me follow you!" ”

He said with the most solemn expression.

"Oh? You want to be my retainer? But I'm just a ronin...... What's the good of following me? ”

Wu Ming played with the wine cup and asked with a smile.

"Because I want to be a samurai! Please teach me the art of war! ”

Gorou spoke out loud what was hidden in his heart.

"Haha...... What did I hear, a subordinate who still wants to be a samurai? ”

The whole izakaya was suddenly silent, and then burst into laughter.

A drunken ronin walked over and touched Gorou's hair: "Are you a big fool?" The farmer's son should obediently go to farming! ”

As he spoke, he also glanced at Wu Ming defiantly, especially looking at his moon-white samurai suit and the sword at his waist, with a hint of greed on his face.

"The way of the samurai is inevitably accompanied by killing and death, life is like cherry blossoms in the wind, it will drift away at any time, are you ready for this kind of awareness?"

Wu Ming drank all the wine in one gulp, stared at Gorou's eyes and said, a cold momentum suddenly appeared on his body.

"I ...... I ......"

Gorou was dumbfounded, cold sweat dripping down his forehead, and he felt a great terror surging in, clutching his heart tightly, making him completely speechless.

Bang!

The drunken warrior who provoked him took a few steps backwards in a row, fell to the ground in embarrassment, and never dared to look at Wu Ming again, so he fled in the wilderness.

"This is a ronin with powerful swordsmanship and murderous aura!"

In an instant, a thought flashed in the hearts of all the people in the izakaya, and there was horror and adoration in their eyes when they looked at Wu Ming.

Wherever and whenever the mighty can wantonly deprive others of their own kind, they will be feared.

"It seems that you are not yet enlightened...... It's a pity! ”

Wu Ming looked at Gorou, who had been speechless for a long time, and said in a calm voice.

"Samurai life, like cherry blossoms in the wind, good! Very good! ”

At this time, on another table, a young warrior sitting alone suddenly stood up, drank all the wine in his cup, and came to Wu Ming: "Samurai, pull out your sword, and then report your name!" ”

"Are you going to duel me?"

Wu Ming's eyes narrowed slightly.

This young samurai gave him a different feeling from the rest of the people in the izakaya, and he seemed to have an extremely sharp aura on his body, and he was a strong man who specialized in kendo.

At this time, looking at the luck, the internal luck is pure white, and it is obvious that he is a second-level powerhouse.

For his age, he's a genius!

"Exactly, my name is Hasegawa Saemon, and I am learning the Thoughtless Flow Sword Technique, and I am currently practicing 'Sword Hunting', and with your murderous aura, I am enough to become my opponent!"

The young swordsman said aloud.

Hearing this, the drinkers who had automatically avoided a piece of wine even exclaimed: "It's actually a swordsman who 'doesn't allow it to be passed on'!" At his age, he will definitely become a famous sword hero in the future! ”

Although there are many schools of kendo in this world, the classification is the same.

At the beginning, those who entered the dojo to practice were only apprentices, called sword students, which was equivalent to the level demarcated by Wu Ming.

And the so-called exemption from all the passes, which means that they have learned all the techniques of a specific school, and obtained the qualification to tell others the name of their school, this kind of swordsman, called 'swordsman', is enough to be able to compete with several or even more than a dozen samurai, and even crusade against demons and ghosts alone, it is a talent that the daimyo have to recruit, and in Wu Ming's division, it is a second-level master.

As for the 'Jianhao' in the back? This is equivalent to the existence of a great martial arts master, a third-level master! It is enough to move a country with a name, so that the lords of the daimyo will pay respect.

Of course, the current Wu Ming is not clear about this division, but the results of Tianyan, as well as his own induction, clearly told him that this Hasegawa Saemon's kendo cultivation is even better than his martial arts.

'This Fusang's swordsmanship also seems to have merit, this swordsman who is 'free from all permissions' is equivalent to the ninefold body of the Great Zhou Dynasty, and he is a master of extreme change...... That Wind Demon Hall bear spirit can't stop him with a sword! ’

Wu Ming thought lightly in his heart, pushed Gorou away, and also pulled out his katana.

This is not a peaceful era, once you refuse to fight, your reputation will be completely ruined, but the other party can directly kill you regardless of it.

Wu Ming was deeply aware of the murderous aura on the other party.

"Ronin...... Give your name to you! ”

Hasegawa Saemon held a knife in both hands, his feet as steady as Mount Tai, and said in a deep voice. (To be continued.) )