There is a dining place on the first floor of the inn, and it is quite lively at this time, several tables of guests are gathered together, in the middle of the hall, several artists and singers are performing, and the guests laugh from time to time, making the restaurant seem a little noisy.

The proprietress frowned when she saw Muyang, and hurriedly said: "They are all regular customers, and it is not easy to dissuade them if they call artists to help entertain, guests, if you feel noisy, I will let people send the food to your house?" ”

Muyang thought about it, but forgot it, just to appreciate Japanese art.

Wine and food on the table, very typical Japanese shabu-shabu, in fact, and Chinese shabu-shabu, but the method and ingredients are more Japanese, in the slightly cool autumn night, eat a hot pot is still very good, Muyang did not eat well at noon, only used bread and ham to deal with a meal, now to make up for it.

"Sir, are you a student?" Just as Muyang was eating, a middle-aged man at the table next to him asked Muyang with a smile on his face with a wine glass.

Muyang didn't know what the situation was now, so he had to reply, "Yes, Kyoto University student." ”

The smile on the middle-aged man's face became even stronger, "Oh, I'm really lucky to be able to meet a college student in such a remote place, my name is Momo Miyamoto, please have a drink and see how it goes." ”

In Japan, especially during this period, people still have great respect for students of the old system, especially university students, and often regard them as superior people, and it is an honor for them to invite Kyoto University students like Muyang to have a drink.

Mu Yang raised his wine glass, which was regarded as a toast to the eliminated Lang, and then watched the performance.

In fact, this kind of rural artists mostly perform some acrobatic plays, such as ancient character stories, etc., and there are many witty elements in them, some similar to a kind of burlesque. In order to please ordinary people, these artists also have some vulgar performance content, and the social status of the artists is also very low.

After the performance of the two women, a few men came up, some of them carried wooden knives to indicate that they were samurai swords, some people pasted black paper in the middle of the people to indicate Ren Danhu, and some even put on fake braids, and Mu Yang was stunned by the action of holding vegetables in his hand.

As the performance progressed, Mu Yang already knew the general content of this play, and in the late Qing Dynasty, the Japanese were arrogant and domineering how to bully the Chinese.

The Japanese shown in it are incomparably tall and wise, and the Chinese are incomparably humble and bent, forming a strong contrast, which is also mixed with a lot of jokes, making the people present laugh from time to time, Mu Yang can see that the Japanese are using this way to satisfy their vanity as victors and belittle others to get happiness.

Mu Yang's face has become very bad since he knew the content of this play, as the atmosphere became more and more enthusiastic, the Japanese in the room kept applauding and laughing, and the artists in the hall performed harder, Mu Yang only felt a flame burning in his eyes.

Two samurai dressed as Japanese ronins were staging a drama to teach Chinese people not to understand politeness, and one of them grabbed the braid of the person kneeling on the ground and said loudly: "This pig's tail should have been cut off a long time ago, in fact, even if the Chinese cut off this tail, they are cowards, and they are the inferior species enslaved by our Yamato nation." ”

Knockout Lang and the other audience all laughed loudly, as if their back molars were about to be exposed, and some even shouted loudly, "The pigs should be enslaved by our Yamato nation." "After the occupation of the whole of China, we, the Yamato nation, will enjoy the best land, the best women, and all the men of China will be driven to work." "The Great Japanese Empire is invincible."

Mu Yang only felt a wave of anger burning in his chest, looking at the hideous faces, Mu Yang realized that it was not only the Japanese soldiers who were invading China, but the entire Japanese people at that time were waiting for victory and waiting to carve up China's interests, even ordinary people were thinking like this, wanting to benefit from the victory over China.

It turns out that my own thinking may really be wrong, the enemy is the enemy, and there is no distinction between good enemies and bad enemies. When the Japanese soldiers were fighting at the front, didn't they have the support of countless Japanese people behind them, and the Japanese people actually wanted to profit some benefits from the fruits of victory.

Therefore, the Japanese at this time were all invaders and warmongers.

The samurai played by the artist was still there and continued to say insulting words to the Chinese, when suddenly, a huge black shadow fell from the sky and smashed directly on his head. This artist didn't watch out at all, his head was hit hard by the square wooden table, and the blood flowed down instantly, and he screamed "ah" and fell directly to the ground.

Everyone was shocked and looked at the artist lying in a pool of blood, and then people turned their heads to look at the place where the table was flying. Muyang stood there and looked at everyone with a pale face, without saying a word.

"Sir, why are you hitting someone?" An artist yelled at Mu Yang.

Mu Yang's face remained unchanged and said, "Because you guys are too noisy, it will affect my meal." Speaking of this, Mu Yang took out a few yen bills from his pocket, threw them on the ground and said, "This is his medical expenses, now, carry him out, if I hear a little bit of your voice tonight, I will bear the consequences." ”

Everyone looked at Mu Yang's indifferent expression, although there were many of those artists, they didn't dare to have any confrontational thoughts, someone picked up the money on the ground, and several men lifted the artists who fainted on the ground and fled directly.

Those guests who drank for fun, there were originally people who wanted to find Muyang's theory, but when they saw Muyang's posture, they also felt that it was better to make less trouble, so everyone left the restaurant in a huff. After a while, Muyang was the only one left in the entire restaurant, and now Muyang's table was thrown out, and there was nothing in front of him, but he hadn't eaten yet.

Looking at the innkeeper who was probing at the door, Muyang beckoned: "Don't dodge, it's good to eat now, give me a sukiyaki." ”

Full of wine and food, just right to sleep.

The next day, Muyang boarded a ferry to the port of Anan Town, Tokushima Prefecture, Anan Port is one of the largest ports in southern Japan, and there are often passenger ships docking, which is a transit station, Muyang is to go to Anan to board the ship and go north to Tokyo.

After four days, Muyang finally came to Tokyo.

Muyang is still dressed in a student tunic suit, and he has no clue about completing his task now. Where to start, how to approach the Japanese emperor, how to implement one's own plans, and how to get out of the way are all things to consider. Forget it, I'd better find a place to settle down first, and I'm slowly trying to figure it out.

Shinjuku is not close to the Imperial Palace, but it is a very complicated place, easy to hide the body, Muyang directly lived in Shinjuku a street inn, and opposite the inn, is a brothel.

In fact, when Muyang walked here, he just swept it casually, and saw that there were definitely no less than ten brothels on this street.