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Tokugawa Makita wakes up to find himself swinging, and the world is different from what he is used to.

The cold wind mixed with snowflakes poured down into his neck, and Tokugawa Makita never found that all he could see was the roots of the tree, and it turned out that he had been tied with his legs tied and hung upside down in the dense forest.

The sound of a conversation was carried by the wind, and he tried to raise his neck, and found that the men who had captured him had set up a low table on the hillside, and were making tea in the snow.

The snowflakes falling on the black branches of the trees, and a wild red plum blooming a little red, are the same as the beautiful people who add water to each other. If it had been a change of time, this would have been a very elegant thing in the upper echelons of Edo—provided that he sat next to the beauty himself, and not hung upside down here blowing the cold wind.

The dignity of the samurai did not allow Tokugawa Makita to beg for mercy, he just stubbornly wanted to break free, but he knew that the thin rope tied to his body was like spider silk, and the more he struggled, the tighter and tighter he begged, so that he almost ran out of breath in the end.

He simply didn't move, swinging around like a sausage.

Quietly, I heard the whispered conversation on the hillside over there, scattered by the wind, and listened to it intermittently.

Tokugawa Mahoku didn't care about it for a while, these people didn't speak Japanese.

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Lin Qingxue has come to her senses, the typical Edo Oiran clothes were torn to shreds by her, as a Chinese female soldier, she would not wear a Japanese kimono,

Lin Luoran found a set of skirts in the space for her to change into, she was dressed thinly on a snowy day, but Lin Qingxue didn't seem to notice the cold.

"Aren't you cold?" Lin Luoran spread an egg cake for Lin's father, rolled vegetables and handed it to him.

Lin Qingxue shook her head, "It's not cold, this snow is fake!" ”

Lin Luoran nodded, this special female soldier was even stronger than she thought.

"When did you know everything was fake here?" Even her clear eyes can't see through the illusion, the realistic Edo period, is really generous.

Lin Qingxue took two sips of tea, the tea was warm, and she felt much calmer when she drank it.

"A moment after I came in, I saw Brother Cui Hejian...... He actually said that he was a medical officer of the Edo shogunate! I followed him to Edo, and after walking for more than a day, I drank the water from the creek and felt so confused that for a while I couldn't even remember what I had come in for, and I was secretly wary that I would not use the food from this place again. When I happened to meet Brother Ye Xiaobei, who said that he was the second son of the Tokugawa family, I wondered if this place could make people forget the past and live like a dream? To remind himself, he carved his name on his arm, and even then......"

Lin Qingxue smiled bitterly, "Even so, I still unconsciously forget my true self, and occasionally in a trance, I feel that I am really a geisha who has learned singing and dancing since childhood." ”

Lin Luoran smiled faintly, "Do you know how long you've been in this place?" ”

Lin Qingxue was surprised, "Why is it that there is a little half a month, otherwise I can't learn those weird performances?" ”

Lin Luoran shook his head, and suddenly asked the one who was eavesdropping on the swing on the branch, "You say, how long has she been in Edo?" ”

The lack of oxygen from the upside down made Tokugawa Makita's face red, and he said angrily, "What did you do to Miss Yukiko? She is the best husband in Edo and has been performing on stage for a year! ”

"Taifu" is the special name of the highest-class Qinglou woman in the Edo period, and the Oiran is still under it, and it feels like a performer or a high-class courtesan.

Lin Luoran spread his hands, "You said that you have been here for more than a month, and he said that it has been a year since you performed on stage...... Actually, we followed you shortly after your front foot entered the crater of Mt. Fuji, and counting the delay, we only met for two hours. ”

Two hours, Lin Qingxue was stunned, what kind of dream is this, she has only been in for two hours, and she feels like she has really come to a completely different life in a trance, here, her name is "Yukiko", a geisha who has been learning singing and dancing since childhood.

"Also, the reason why you vaguely remember who you are is is because you haven't been to Shibuya Komaba Park."

"Komaba Park?"

Lin Luoran nodded, but didn't say much.

Lin Qingxue came here to work as a geisha, Ye Xiaobei thought he was the second son of the Tokugawa shogunate, and Cui Hejian, the cousin of Cui Fatzi, thought that he was a medical officer...... What about Luo Dong and Huang Weijian?

If she doesn't find the key point of the "dream", it's okay that she has the power of faith as support, but I'm afraid that Lin Dad and Yuan Ye will not be able to escape the fate of losing themselves after a long time.

"The crux of the matter began with Tokugawa Ieyasu's expansion of the Hongu Asama Taisha Shrine on Mt. Fuji." Lin Luoran knocked on the table and looked at Ye Xiaobei, who was blowing the sausage.

Yuan also knew the teacher's intentions very well, and said, "We just went to ask General Tokugawa for ransom...... It's funny, he suddenly has a father, and his grandmother will beat him to death when she goes back. ”

Yuan also said it easily, and Tokugawa Zhenbei shrank his neck, not knowing what these outsiders had in mind.

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"The second son was arrested? What nonsense! "A middle-aged general with a white face and black clothes smashed the valuable Daming porcelain that crossed the ocean.

"General, his subordinates are incompetent, and they deserve to die, and at this time, they are still trying to find out the whereabouts of the second son!"

Wearing clogs, only a small bun on the top of his head, this is really not a heroic dress, Tokugawa Ieyasu is not too tall, but there is a long-standing position, not angry but mighty momentum.

Seeing him furious, these warriors trembled.

"My subordinates guess, could it be the Toyotomi family?"

Tokugawa Ieyasu was silent. At this time, he had just established the shogunate in Edo, and the Toyotomi family still occupied a large board, and their strength should not be underestimated. If it was the Toyotomi family, what was the use of them hijacking Tokugawa Shinhoku?

He Tokugawa Ieyasu has no shortage of sons, and he will not stop the steps of domination of the world because of a son born in a side room—even if this is the second son he has always valued.

"Toyotomi Hideyori is only eleven years old, it must be his mother's order Yodo-kun, it is really an ignorant woman and child!"

Tokugawa Ieyasu was not in a hurry, and he didn't know what he was thinking.

The samurai waited for a long time and did not get the order to rescue the second son, and they couldn't guess what the Tokugawa shogun thought, and their necks were sore. As for the "Toyotomi Hideyori" whom the Tokugawa shogun called him, he was still the master of the world in the early years, and Tokugawa Ieyasu could despise this eleven-year-old boy, but these samurai could not speak wildly.

"General......

A house slave stumbled and almost knocked over the beautifully made Daming screen.

"General, there are two men and two women from outside the house, and it is they who have arrested the second son!"

Tokugawa Ieyasu was furious, and as soon as the slave's voice fell, the two men and two women in his mouth had already broken into the courtyard. The samurai rushed out on clogs, guarding Tokugawa Ieyasu's side.

As soon as Tokugawa Ieyasu stepped out of the hall, a bullet whistled in his head.

The samurai beside him shouted and drew his sword and slashed horizontally, the speed was so fast that it really slashed at the bullet, who knew that this spiritual bullet contained the power of frost, indestructible, breaking his steel long sword and flying out, the bullet pierced the samurai's shoulder, and most of his body was covered in frost in a blink of an eye, stiff and difficult to move.

The first bullet shot by Lin Qingxue was still halfway, and the bullet of the second lesson had followed, and the samurai were still cautious about the first "hidden weapon", and Lin Qingxue's second bullet was like a bamboo, shooting into Tokugawa Ieyasu's eyebrows.

"Good marksmanship!"

Dad Lin and Yuan had never seen Lin Qingxue's heroic appearance of letting the blood clan shoot his head with one shot, and they praised it from the bottom of their hearts.

Lin Qingxue's face was still calm, she was no longer the recruit who flushed with excitement after shooting the Blood Clan a few years ago.

"Tokugawa Shogun ......"

"General!"

"Father!"

Tokugawa Ieyasu was shot in the heart and fell to the ground, and the samurai were all holding their swords in anger, and it seemed that there were more house slaves and samurai who came from far away to catch the murderer of the Tokugawa shogun.

But those who rushed up were all blocked by an invisible barrier, and those warriors slashed with their swords, unable to break the defense of the protective shield in the slightest.

Tokugawa Mahoku's eyes were split, staring at the "Yukiko" he had loved deeply earlier, and he wanted to swallow her alive.

However, his whole body was stiff, like a marionette, and from the inside, the swords of those family warriors were slashed on a shield of light, and he couldn't take down these murderers at all.

"Demon law, you are a monster......" Tokugawa Mahoku lost his soul.

In such an atmosphere, thinking of the identity gap before and after "Tokugawa True North", Lin Luoran laughed very unkindly, "Your father is a monster." ”

Her words were too hateful, and the object that Tokugawa Makita wanted to kill with his eyes changed from Lin Qingxue to Lin Luoran.

Lin Luoran pointed to Tokugawa Ieyasu underground, "Look carefully." ”

What to look at closely?

A house slave exclaimed, and Tokugawa Makita couldn't help but look sideways, and his eyes, burned red with hatred, suddenly opened, as if he had seen something unbelievable.

Tokugawa Ieyasu, who was playing in the center of his eyebrows, stood up with a black face and leaning on the pillar.

The center of his eyebrows was not covered by frost, and the deep bullet marks left only a small black hole, not even a drop of blood, and under the witness of Tokugawa Mahoku, it was slowly healed...... What is this, what's going on?

"How can a man not be killed? Ye Xiaobei, open your eyes and take a look, this unbeatable monster in front of you, but your father? ”

Lin Luoran said the last sentence "But your father", because the power of faith in the dark attribute of this place is pervasive, the flying color sculpture in the sea of gods has kind eyebrows, and there is a little white light flashing in the center of the eyebrows, and the power of faith as clear as a crystal is unconsciously contained in the speech.

If Lin Luoran paid attention to Zhihai at this time, he would definitely find that it was the tears left by her mixing with Yinyan that suddenly burst into light.

But your father?

Some of the images flow backwards into Tokugawa Mahoku's mind, a small black box, connected by a thread to the world...... It's a computer, it's weird, how does he recognize this thing?

A mansion built in the mountains, a Xiuzhen family with almost no successors, a strong grandmother, and a somewhat cowardly father.

But your father?

- No, my father is the sixty-third generation of the Ye family in Shushan, because he has no Taoist foundation, and he deeply blames Ye Dingzhen for the decline of the Ye family in his hands.

Ye Xiaobei squatted down with his head in his hands. One is born in the side room of Tokugawa Ieyasu.,The second son who has been pampered since childhood.,The other is the only son of the declining Shuzhen family.,Some ordinary young people who died in the house.。

Two completely different lives mingled in his mind.

Who the hell am I?