It doesn't matter if it's an old house in the mountains or a hut in the woods.

The young man behind the desk 'registered' clenched his fist in his sleeve excitedly.

It's halfway there!

But we can't let our guard down yet.

When it really matters, it's just the beginning.

Half an hour.

He only had half an hour to spare.

In this half hour, the doors that were led by his bribed hands will not come back for the time being.

And the middle and high-level teachers and teachers of the dojo are also holding meetings around the results of this sword hunt and the next arrangements, and no one will rush in to disturb them.

A few of the respected brothers had already returned to the hospital, and the only two who liked to hang out had been arranged by the forest hut to go to the largest nightclubs and casinos in Ginza and Huangquan.

The last afternoon of the last day.

This half hour is the last time for the cabin in the woods to fight for with all its might!

Relying on the fake teapot bought from his uncle at an internal price, he knocked the stuffy stick in the original mountain and then impersonated, and finally borrowed 240 from the original edge as the capital.

It's a big gamble that belongs to a cabin in the woods.

A lie that can be easily debunked......

- He hadn't registered in the dojo at all, and even as soon as he walked through the door, an alarm would sound and cause the stuffing to be exposed.

Now, at this moment, right in front of the gates.

It's time for the harvest.

As time passed, more and more students returning from the hunt were attracted by the crowd in front of the gate, obediently following the guidance of others and offering their hunting fruits with both hands.

There was no doubt about his authenticity.

On the contrary, he was more respectful of his arrogance.

"Senior Brother Yamanaka, I'm ninety-ninety-two ......"

The cabin in the forest looked up, glanced at the nervous appearance of the visitor, and picked out his ears: "The sound is quieter, I can't hear it." ”

"Haven't you eaten!"

"Be louder!"

The disciples who watched the lively dojo around suddenly coaxed, and some of the older disciples were angrily reprimanding: "In the dojo, the fourth-year student said that if he can't hear it, he can't hear it!"

The disciple stiffened nervously, and tried to raise his voice: "Ninety-two !!"

"Okay, next!"

The cabin in the woods applauded and waved, signaling the volunteers behind him to move another basket of swords to the side and replace them with empty frames.

The next person was prepared, raised his voice, and shouted vigorously: "One hundred and seventy-nine !!"

"Good, very energetic!"

The cabin in the forest was overjoyed, patted the blackboard beside him, and suddenly, the handwriting on it changed, and the top ten on the list changed a new way, and the original fourth place was squeezed down and replaced by a new name.

At the back of the crowd, the face of a disciple who was watching suddenly changed.

His ranking was squeezed down.

But then, there was an excited shout from the crowd, and the shock exclaimed.

"Two hundred and thirty !!"

Three-year-old Yoshito Kanno instantly topped the list!

Enjoying the excited gazes coming from all around, Kanno suddenly looked up to the sky and laughed proudly.

But the smile didn't last long, and a new name was born.

The cabin in the woods exclaimed:

"—Three-year-old Ichiro Kuroto, two hundred and forty-one!"

Kanno's smile stiffened for a moment, and even though he noticed the smug gaze cast by Kuroto, his expression suddenly twitched...... This guy is still talking to me!

He clenched his fists angrily and grabbed the attendant beside him: "Fujino, go find someone else and help me get a few knives out, today I must let this guy Kuroteng understand who is the first in the third year!"

Soon, as the two sides mobilized their hands and began to collect the spare swords in the hands of the other disciples, a new competition began at the bottom of the leaderboard.

The cabin's smile stiffened.

No, it's already going to be a big fuss.

Things were out of his control.

Less than twenty minutes have passed, and there are still ten minutes of theoretically safe time, but you can't fully believe the plan, no matter how thoughtful the plan is, there will be flaws and accidents.

When it is broken, it is broken.

The cabin in the woods put down the registration board in his hand, handed the pen to another student he had called to help carry his things, and quietly shrank back while everyone was not looking......

But just as he was about to walk out of the crowd and disappear, a big hand suddenly pressed on his shoulder.

Dead grip.

So hard......

"Wait!"

A hoarse voice sounded from behind him, and when the forest hut turned around as usual and looked at Kanno, who looked gloomy behind him, the samurai raised his hand and said impatiently, "I still have two more here that have not been registered!"

The cabin in the forest covered his stomach and smiled awkwardly: "I'm sorry, my stomach hurts a little, I have appointed Senior Brother Iwata for the registered work, you can find him." ”

"Oh......" Kanno let go of his hand and looked at his whereabouts with some confusion: "The toilet in the dojo is not far away, why are you going outside?"

The face of the forest hut suddenly became nervous: "What if the teacher finds out that I deserted? ”

"Okay, okay. Kanno shook his head and let go of his hand.

The hut in the forest took two steps, suddenly turned around, pointed to the busy registration location and said, "By the way, can you please do Senior Brother Kanno a favor and act as the host for the time being, I'm afraid he can't be busy alone...... The senior who was supposed to assist in the work was injured, so there was really no way to come. ”

"Ah, don't worry, leave it to me!"

Faced with this commission, Kanno suddenly patted his chest and showed a sincere and reliable smile.

I watched the cabin in the forest disappear and disappear.

Then he returned to his registered position and began to work diligently to defend his precious position at the top of the list.

"Come, come, all register...... This disciple, how many are you worthy?"

However, in the midst of the busy registration, new doubts soon appeared in his heart: Is the statistics of this list incomplete? He knows that there are several people who have completed the sword hunt in advance, and their results are all above his own...... Is this the leaderboard of the day? Well, it's like the weekly abyss settlement in a mobile game?

It's weird......

Let's go back and wait for Senior Brother Yamanaka to come back and ask.

And in the midst of the intense work, there was an angry roar behind the crowd.

"What the hell are you bastards doing here!"

Furious, Sato rushed out of the dojo: "You actually took advantage of the teacher's meeting to make trouble? If it weren't for the door to inform me, you guys would have to be kept in the dark...... Hey, you, what are you doing!"

Stared at by those eyes that implied anger and thunder, Kanno's expression stiffened, and then became innocent: "I'm just helping to register?"

"Registration?"

Sato was stunned for a moment to realize that something was wrong, and then looked at the stacked frames on their table and behind them, and a shadow of unease appeared in his heart.

"Register what?"

"Didn't you say that you asked Yamanaka seniors to register the results of the sword hunt?" Kanno asked puzzledly, "Look, we did a good job, and even ordered the ranking ......"

Sato was stunned for a long time, sluggish, and the moment he reacted, he felt a surge of blood rushing to his head, and his eyes went black.

"Nonsense!" he couldn't help but roar, "I—When did I say such a thing!"

In anger, Sato couldn't restrain himself, raised his hand and gave Kanno a slap, and actually beat Kanno into the air, spun in mid-air, and smashed into the frame behind him, and suddenly it was a mess.

Under the violent collision, the phantoms of those swords suddenly trembled, and as Kanno struggled and got up, they actually dissipated out of thin air.

Disappear.

All that was left was empty boxes, still rolling and spinning on the ground.

It was like a big mouth of ridicule, and a silent sneer.

Dead silence, dead silence is coming......

"What are you doing in a daze?"

Sato raised his face, his face was pale, but his eyes were bloodshot, scarlet like the karmic fire of hell burning: "Find me!! find me !!"

"Find that bastard thing in the mountains for me!"

His roar resounded almost through most of the Huangquan Hirazaka, and he roared with murderous intent: "I must break him into ten thousand pieces!!"

And on the other side of the Yellow Spring, in the speeding car, the forest hut felt a burst of resentment poured into his body, and he couldn't help but moan happily.

Comfortable!

Tearing off the camouflage and shackles of essentia seals on his body, he returned to his original form, looked at his watch, and found that the exposure had taken ten minutes longer than planned......

But instead of the fluke thought that he should wait a while longer to gain more in his mind, he was afraid for a while, and his hands and legs were trembling in fright.

Playing with moths in front of the door of the Sword Saint Dojo, this is not something that people can do!

Especially, as he left, he could clearly feel the gaze of the deepest part of the dojo towards him.

So, it means a lot......

He trembled and lit the cigarette at the corner of his mouth, pulled a tissue, wiped the cold sweat from his forehead, and his hands trembled faster and faster.

Afraid.

"Damn, it's so exciting. ”

He flicked the soot out of the window, sped up, and returned to his current position.

But behind him, an unexpected voice came from the back seat of the car.

The girl who appeared here at some point was wearing a traditional Yingzhou long robe, raised her cheeks, looked at his convulsive expression, and asked curiously: "You disguised yourself as a person from the dojo and cheated at the door of the dojo, aren't you afraid of death?"

"Of course I'm afraid!"

The cabin shrugged, smoked a cigarette, and asked, "But if you are afraid of death, you won't die?"

As if shocked by his appearance as a single person, the girl thought for a moment and said seriously: "If you are caught now, I can intercede for you from Grandpa." ”

"Intercession?"

The forest hut raised his eyebrows slowly, feeling the chill behind the seat shaking against the back of his heart, and couldn't help laughing, "I'm sorry. ”

The boy raised his hand, took a deep puff of the cigarette, took most of the puff in one gulp, and then spit out the green smoke and words.

"It's late. ”

Whether it's your mouth to make up for the dead, or your too immature arrest......

At that moment, he lifted his foot, stepped on the accelerator, and the car instantly accelerated and soared to the limit that the body could bear, and then spun the steering wheel, rampage over the bridge, and broke the guardrail of the bridge with a loud roar, and rushed straight to the river rushing below. Then, it disappeared.

Containing the sediment of hell, the perennial water is red and turbid, and the river, known as the Yellow Spring River, is still surging rapidly, swallowing everything.

Soon, the behemoth hidden in the river devoured the car that had fallen from the sky.

On the gap in the guardrail of the bridge, the girl who rushed out of the window at the last moment overlooked the turbid current, squinted her eyes, and for a long time, put the small pocket knife into the sheath, and smiled softly.

"Anyway, we will definitely meet again in the future, and I will let you go this time. ”

She turned away.

And just under the bridge, through the heavy cement, the forest hut grabbed half of the steel bar, hung in the air, and slowly released its trembling hand.

The last puff of the cigarette fell from the air and fell into the river.

Engulfed by the shadows surging in the river.

.

After the final twists and turns, the cabin in the forest lurked cautiously all the way, and after changing its identity twice, it finally returned to the present place as a tourist.

I didn't care about panting at all, and went straight to Tanbo non-stop, until the Chalcedony Pavilion finally breathed a sigh of relief.

I was so weak that I couldn't even walk.

"Hey, you're back, little ghost?"

Luo Lao, who was still guiding Yuan Yuan in the courtyard, grinned and smiled: "I won't let you escape this time...... Are you ready for hell?"

"Sorry, no, goodbye!"

The cabin in the forest waved his hand casually, took off the backpack on his body, tore off the zipper, and in an instant, I don't know how many swords turned into a tidal wave from it, spraying out!

Right next to him, piled up into a hill.

Taller than himself!

"One thousand six hundred and ninety-one, minus the four hundred that were said to be returned to the original edge, and one thousand two!"

"-This time I'm the champion!"

The young man raised his head, glanced at the old man's stunned appearance, and asked loudly: "I am a dignified Lin family junior nineteen, do I still need to hug other people's thighs!"

In the silence, Luo Lao pinched his chin and looked at this sudden surprise.

Tut sighed, but did not speak.

Just waved his hand and let the proud boy go.

Although he was cheating and cheating, at least he could come back alive, and he did a good job.

He's graduated.

Finally pulled back a game from the old man of the muscle monster, and the cabin in the forest fluttered under his feet excitedly all the way, and his eyebrows fluttered.

Pushing open the door, slumped on the sofa, smelling the fragrance coming from the kitchen, I suddenly became more courageous.

"Uncle Fang, I want to eat chicken legs. ”

He shouted, "I'm going to eat the biggest !!."

"Okay, wait a minute!"

The old man in the kitchen responded kindly, speeding up the movements of his hands.

But when Uncle Fang came out of the kitchen with the plates, he found that the young man lying on the sofa had already fallen asleep, snoring like thunder.

He was also covered with a blanket.

Huai Shi, who was sitting next to her, raised her hand and made a low gesture.

The old man nodded, put down the roast chicken in his hand, and left with a smile.

The two watches are 7,500 words, and I have burned them out.

Originally, it was said that the two chapters were separated, but after thinking about it for a while, I just sent it together, and I asked for leave tomorrow and took Bai Ze to play in the botanical garden~

(End of chapter)