"Grunt", the water in the pot boiled.

We bowed our heads at the same time, each of us backing away, and re-examining each other.

The big man's eyes were already open, and the light in his eyes was shining, revealing his innate madman nature.

I keep calm, no matter what the other party says or does, it's just that the soldiers will block, the water will cover up, see the move, and break the move.

"Mr. Xia, you have a good hand in Tai Chi!" said the big man.

"Tai Chi is the favorite form of exercise of the Chinese, unfathomable and wonderful. Unfortunately, my comprehension of Tai Chi is very shallow, and I am not able to accompany you to enjoy it. I replied modestly.

Tai Chi, like Peking Opera, is the precious quintessence of China, and the avenue of truth contained in it is innumerable, enough for generations, dozens of generations, and hundreds of generations to study and comprehend in depth.

It is true that this is just one of the towering giant trees in the forest of wisdom of the ancient Chinese, and there are countless people of the same level as Tai Chi.

If I have to be naturalized, I would rather naturalize into the noble wisdom of the ancients, and work with the ancients who pursued the supreme heavenly path to fight for the rest of my life in order to build this world better.

"Okay, you can do what you say, I don't force it. "The big man gave in.

"Thank you. I say sincerely.

The master has made a move, and he does not have to play the last card to win or lose. Everyone clicks to the end, and saving face for each other is the best result.

As soon as the big man found that he couldn't move me and control me, he immediately retreated his bottom line to ensure that the two sides would not turn their faces on the spot.

"Now, can you take me to the secret places you mentioned?" I asked.

"Of course. The big man nodded.

At this moment, the little monk had already returned with a bundle of dead branches on his shoulders and placed it next to the stove.

"Isn't there something bad about the situation outside?" asked the big man.

The little monk nodded and replied, "Yes, the nine major families of the Ninjutsu Alliance have all sent representatives to force us to sign that agreement. They threatened to cut off the water veins of Mt. Fuji and turn Japan's No. 1 mountain into a barren mountain. At present, all the cultivators on the mountain are panicked and at a loss, waiting for your instructions, Master. ”

The big man ignored it, broke off the dead branches, and filled them into the hearth little by little. The fire burned, and the water in the pot boiled, and bursts of heat came out.

A gust of mountain wind blew, and there was suddenly a sense of murder in the air.

Obviously the furnace was in the present, but the little monk seemed to be standing in the middle of the cold wind howling, shrunken his neck, and his face was full of fear.

"Go and tell them that I have made up my mind and will not change. The future of the Yamato nation is decided by the samurai and the daimyo, not by a group of ninjas. Tell them that they should never forget who they are, and that since ancient times, the following offenders have never ended well. The big man commanded.

The little monk hesitated, rubbed his hands, and did not immediately turn to leave.

"You're scared!" asked the big man.

The little monk gritted his teeth and shook his head slightly: "No, I don't." ”

The big man's expression became very serious: "At this time, the people of the royal family can't retreat, and they can't be afraid." For 80 years, the royal family has relied on one breath and one courage to support it, so as not to be oppressed and fall. Whoever is a member of the royal family must work hard to bear everything and fight for the glory and fame of the royal family. Death is not important, it is the most shameful thing to steal life. As a royal heir, from the moment you are born, you have no self, and you don't need to cherish your body, just move forward boldly. In the dark, there is providence that determines your future. ”

I realized that the big man was going to send the little monk into the tiger's mouth, and it was likely that he would never return.

The three people present are all aware of that ending, but the big man must convince the little monk to bless himself with great courage and complete the last journey of his life.

The little monk squatted down and picked up a rusty wood knife by the fire.

Naturally, such a knife could not be used as a weapon, but as soon as he had it in his hand, he suddenly had courage in his eyes.

"The Ninjutsu Alliance is not terrible, what is terrible is that the royal family loses the domineering power of the king. If your ancestors didn't have the domineering spirit of the eyes in the sky, how could they sweep through Kansai Osaka, subdue the nine ninja families, and make the Iga faction and the Koga faction lead 300 gangs to kneel down to greet them? Now is the time for you to show the domineering power of the royal family. Said the big man.

The little monk spread out his left palm, looked down, and then suddenly grasped the blade with his left hand.

Although the knife is blunt, the uneven edge can still cut through the flesh. He shook it so vigorously that the edge of his palm immediately became bloody.

"Broken palm prints!" I was secretly surprised.

In physiognomy, a person's innate "broken palm print" represents a dangerous variable in life, which is a terrible omen. People with this kind of handprint must not die well. Regardless of the little monk's previous palm prints, his practice would cut all his palm prints horizontally and ruin the possible future.

In doing so, he has already made a plan to "die", treating death as his home, and never retreating.

"Good. The big man bowed his head to collect firewood and threw it into the furnace.

"Master. The little monk fell to his knees.

Say. The big man nodded.

"Every generation of men in the royal family has to have one person make the most complete sacrifice for the sake of the great cause, right?" asked the little monk.

The big man immediately nodded: "That's right." ”

The little monk smiled dismally: "This is the legendary 'sea god ceremony' in the Japanese imperial family, right? No matter how high my status was before, and even as a 'rising star of the economic and political future' by the media, at this moment, I had to give up everything and fall down with a bang, and fall on the road of the Yamato nation striving to move forward, making a stepping stone for others. I feel that I have always been a comedy in the eyes of the audience, but I didn't expect that after the comedy ended, I would become a sad clown. ”

The conversation between the two seems to be calm, but in fact it is extremely cruel.

A person's voluntary death and being forced to die are two completely different things, and if the little monk is unwilling to sacrifice himself and is angry, he will not receive any good results even if he becomes a sacrifice.

"Poseidon Sacrifice" is a kind of memorial ceremony unique to the Yamato nation, which has been a habit since the distant Tang and Song dynasties, and is one of the only 20 kinds of "living sacrifice" in the world.

"If you're scared, give up. However, you will have to give up your royal status at the same time, and you will be a banisher for the rest of your life, and you will never be able to set foot on Japanese soil. Said the big man.

"It's not the only way. The little monk looked up.

"It's either advancing or retreating, it seems like two roads, but it's actually one road. Said the big man.

"There is another way, have you thought about it?" the little monk raised his head, his facial features distorted, and his face was hideous.

"You say, I'll listen?" the big man responded.

I saw the fierce light of the poisonous snake in the eyes of the little monk, and I had a premonition that he would be bad for the big man, but before I could act, two red dots fell silently on my chest.

It was the point of light emitted by the *infrared sight, and in the dense forest opposite, more than a dozen people in black flashed in an instant, holding * in their arms, aiming at me and the big man.

"This time, it's up to you to do the 'Poseidon Sacrifice', and we'll swap places. With your current social status, the god of the sea will definitely be moved by this sacrifice and bless the future of the Yamato nation with good weather and peace in the country. The little monk said.

I'm an outsider, so there's no reason to get involved in the royal strife. If you don't act rashly, you can stay out of it safely. It's a pity that the next sentence of the big man completely involved me and I couldn't get out.

"You forget, there's a third person at the scene," he said. The crux of all the problems is all tied to him. ”

They both turned to me at the same time, their eyes falling on my face.

"How?" asked the little monk.

The big man smiled slyly: "He is the number one thaumaturgist in the mainland, and the sea god is definitely willing to ask for such a sacrifice." In addition, the same is true of the nine families of the Ninjutsu Alliance, who have always hoped to crack the Chinese thaumaturgy...... If we hand him over, all problems will not be a problem. I went to great lengths to bring him here to solve this crisis. ”

He was extremely adaptable, and instantly turned the spearhead of the little monk and pointed it at me, but he pushed the problem on his shoulders cleanly.

The little monk thought about it for more than ten seconds, and waved his hand violently: "Take them all, go to the sinkhole, go!"

My hands and I were tied, and then, escorted by the man in black, we left the courtyard and walked into the deep forest ahead.

In this case, I was not afraid, I just felt funny.

The big man and the little monk are both sanctimonious people on the surface, but in fact, they both want to protect themselves, shirk their responsibilities, and lure each other to die for various reasons.

In this way, they really need a third party or two as scapegoats.

If all the royal family are such treacherous people, the country's development direction can only be untrustworthy, unjust, rooster and dog thief, and eventually become a second-rate country in Asia.

The Daichi has just said that the future of the Yamato nation is determined by the daimyo and samurai. He positions himself as a "daimyo" and looks down on the Ninjutsu Alliance. But what he did, can he still be the king for the ninjas to bow down to?

I even wonder if he had already begun to mock everyone when he appeared on talk shows in the Chinese media.

The group reached the north side of Mt. Fuji, first south to the rim of the crater, and then down a hand-hewn staircase.

After descending about two hundred steps, we reached a naturally formed brown stone platform.

There, more than a dozen black-clothed people surrounded a wooden stake, their expressions very solemn.

Tied to the stake was a man covered in bruises and blood, with his head hanging down, already unconscious.

Seeing the little monk, all the people in black stood up and saluted.

The little monk waved his hand, and the man in black retreated to both sides.

He wouldn't say anything. A man in black reported to the little monk.

"Alright, I've got a solution. The little monk said.

In the history of Japan, it has become customary for many of the descendants of the defeated side to be sent to temples to become monks. I don't know the identity of the little monk, but from the words of the big man, I know that the little monk has a noble status or was once honorable, and temporarily succumbed to the temple to wait for the time of the comeback.

The platform is a natural formation of volcanic sedimentary rocks, with the abyss to the left.

If you kill someone in such a place, the body will be thrown down and the police will never find it.