Chapter 43: Cherry Blossoms in Ink

The bazaar was a bit noisy, and as it got closer to the population center, the smaller the town it passed through became more bustling and crowded.

Sakurako doesn't know where that person has gone, so she's going to find a densely populated place with Hatsu first and inquire about him. After all, there will be more news in places where there are more people, and as a murderous swordsman, she may be able to find clues about him in wanted warrants and other places.

The streets were filled with people selling their wares, pedestrians buying goods, and samurai armed with swords. They were dressed in different ways, some honorable, some ordinary, and some ragged. In this kind of place where the world is full of variety, there is really a feeling that people are equal. They are the same people, but they have different identities and different destinies.

At this moment, the street was suddenly quieter, and many eyes were attracted to the two men who walked in the middle of the road.

They were two very special people, first dressed up, it didn't rain in the sky, but they were holding an umbrella, and there was a cherry blossom painted on the umbrella, which was also a little elegant, but the two people under the umbrella were carrying knives.

The one who walked in front was dressed in a light pink suit and looked clean, but the saber at his waist was tattered from both the handle and the scabbard.

The one walking behind was more like an attendant, silently walking a little behind the front person, holding a paper umbrella for her.

What is also special is their appearance, they are two women, two very beautiful women, enough to make passers-by look at them.

Two beautiful women with swords will be noticed wherever they go.

Most of the clothes on the street are darker shades of brown, gray, and black, and the floor of the street is also the same as the houses on both sides.

This makes the cherry blossoms on the paper umbrella and the light pink clothes under the umbrella seem to be the only colors on the street.

It's like a touch of cherry blossom blooming in the ink, attracting people's attention.

Hatsu felt the gaze gathered around her, and silently approached Sakurako, her hand raised, and she placed it on the seat near the hilt of the sword. If there is a change in the surrounding area, she will respond immediately. Well, of course, her response is usually bloody.

On the street, a gray-faced child was also attracted by the two women who were walking through the street, and he watched for a while, as if he had some plan, and walked up.

Like most of the children who roam the streets, he was an orphan who made a living walking the streets and asking for news.

He knew almost everyone on the street, and the two women seemed strangers and should have been here for the first time.

So he thought that if they needed someone to lead the way, maybe he could make some money to fill his stomach, and he hadn't eaten a whole day.

There were two special people, but they were only two people, and they were both carrying knives, and no one wanted to provoke them for no reason, but the people just noticed it, and began to do their own things again, and the streets soon returned to their usual noise and noise.

At this time, a child squeezed through the crowd and came to Sakurako and Hatsu's side.

"Do you need to lead the way, I am familiar with this street, as long as there are two copper plates, I can take you wherever you want to go. ”

He asked, looking up.

He saw the eyes of the woman under the umbrella, and it was the first time he had seen such eyes, even if he had been wandering around the streets for a long time.

It's very cold, just looking at it makes him feel cold and cold.

In contrast, the short-haired woman with the umbrella was not so cold, she was just silent, silent without a sound at all.

"That, forget it if you don't need it. ”

The child shrunk his neck, and for this kind of person who is not so easy to touch at first glance, he thinks it is better to keep some distance.

Seeing that the child who leaned up was about to leave, under the umbrella, Sakurako said aloud.

"We were going to find a homestay. ”

Although she was still cold, her tone softened a little, and she took out five copper plates from her bosom and handed them to the child.

"By the way, I'd like to ask you for some news, if I may. ”

Five copper plates are enough for him to eat two full meals.

The child did not resist the temptation of the copper plate after all, took the copper coin from Sakurako's hand, turned to the front, and said as he led the way.

"What do you want to inquire about?"

"Alone. Sakurako said in a deep voice: "Wearing a broken hat, using a brown knife, and like to hold a straw in her mouth." ”

"Jizo. The child heard Sakurako's description and asked excitedly without thinking about it.

"Are you looking for that Jizo?"

"We're just looking for this guy to dress up. Sakurako corrected, she didn't know the man's name either.

However, the child's reaction was unexpected to her, and she did not understand why he was so excited.

"Do you know him?"

"Of course, he's a great swordsman, who hasn't heard of him?"

The child said as a matter of course, with longing in his eyes and some exaggeration in his tone.

"According to what you say, it's just him, and he still says that all the time. ”

As he spoke, the child stopped.

Standing in front of Sakurako and Hatsu, he made a look of putting away his sword and said in a deep voice.

"In a lifetime, there is always a time to repay. ”

On the street, Sakurako's palm tightened, this sentence will never be wrong.

Just as she couldn't forget the spreading flames, she couldn't forget the words that the swordsman with his back to her in the flames put away his knife and said.

"You say he's a great swordsman?" Sakurako didn't like the title, and even in her opinion, that person didn't deserve to be called a swordsman.

"Yes, he can be said to be the most powerful swordsman in recent years. ”

The child continued to lead the way, and the more he talked, the more energetic he became.

"Kill the evil all the way, and I don't know how many wicked people I've killed until now. ”

Kill the traitor and eliminate the evil, when I heard these four words, I looked at the Sakura in front of me.

She stood behind Sakurako and didn't see what kind of expression Sakurako was.

All she knew was that Sakurako paused and continued to ask the child.

"Didn't he kill innocents indiscriminately?"

"No, absolutely not. The child said firmly, for him, Jizo was like a sign.

"Every time he finds those wicked people, he will carry a crime with him, and he will never kill innocent people indiscriminately. ”

After hearing this, Sakurako fell silent and didn't ask anything more.

Until the three of them crossed the street, they could see a homestay not far away.

The child stopped and said, "It's here, it's there, although the place is cheap, but the environment is clean, and the boss is easy to talk to, it's a good place on this street." ”

After saying that, the child clapped his hands and was about to leave, and before he left, Sakurako asked one last question.

"Do you know where that Jizo is now?"

The child scratched his hair, seemed to be a little embarrassed, and tried to think about it for a while, and said.

"I don't know the specifics, but I heard that he went to a remote mountain village before and killed a former villain. Now, it should be in the area of Junhu, where I often hear that he will drink after killing people. ”

"That's right. The child looked at Sakurako and asked, "What are you looking for him?"

......

After a brief silence.

Sakurako replied.

"Kill him. ”

In the child's stunned gaze, Sakurako turned around and walked towards the guesthouse with Hatsu.

Under the sun, the cherry blossoms on the paper umbrella were like blood, and they were in full bloom.