Yoshida Shino's hand stopped abruptly, and the darts clinked to the ground.

"Have you ever seen a Zashiki boy?"

Wusheng nodded.

"You took him full of meteors?"

Wusheng nodded.

Yoshida Shino didn't believe it, the darts were full of darts, and suddenly there was an extra short knife in his hand.

"Very well, you're going to find a way to kill me."

Hu Yiji was surprised, "His skills look very good, aren't you afraid that he will chase and kill?" ”

"I was hoping for him to come and kill him." Wusheng stared at and poked Yoshida Shino's hand, "If he doesn't come to chase and kill, I'll go and spank him." ”

Hu Yi Ji smiled bitterly.

Stone statues don't laugh, and they rarely tell jokes, which seem to be jokes, but they don't seem to be jokes.

Yoshida Shino beckoned, gritted his teeth and shouted, "Get on him." ”

This is an order, and it should be simple, direct, effective, and thoroughly executed.

He obviously understood this truth very well, and the remaining seven or eight swords suddenly moved, and arrows shot towards Wusheng.

When the sword light fluttered, he had already arrived in front of him, and one person shouted, "Take your life." ”

Lifeless light smoke floated up, and sword light flew like a cloud, clinging to the lifeless body.

Hu Yi Ji stared at the seven or eight sword shadows and followed, "They are just behind, getting closer and closer." ”

Wusheng nodded.

"Can we hurry up? They're right behind the ass. ”

Falling on the ridge of the roof like a light smoke, the body suddenly sank and fell gently into the house.

This is a teahouse, the boss stared at Wusheng in surprise, and wanted to come forward to ask for an explanation, but his legs couldn't help but tremble lightly, and he couldn't help but retreat.

When the tea drinkers saw this kind of thing, they suddenly became chickens and dogs, running around, and the teahouse became quiet in an instant.

The boss wanted to go out, but his legs didn't seem to obey, he was already against the wall, and he couldn't move.

There was indescribable surprise and fear in his eyes.

Wusheng suddenly stopped not far from him, "You seem to be the owner of this house?" ”

The boss nodded, barely squeezing out a smile, "What do you need, just say, the small one must do it." ”

"Then I want a pot of tea." Wusheng slowly put down the lake clothes and hime.

Hu Yi Ji held Wusheng's hand tightly, and her face turned pale without a trace of blood.

"Why are you here?"

"Because it's not safe here." Wusheng suddenly stared at the boss who came over slowly, "Where is the tea produced?" ”

Hu Yiji didn't understand why she was asking this sentence, was there any suspense in it?

The boss, of course, smiled, and he gently placed the teapot on the coffee table and bowed deeply, "This is Gyokuro, which is produced in Uji, Kyoto." ”

Wusheng nodded, and suddenly continued, "You change Biluochun for me." ”

He didn't say the reason, nor did he say anything bad, but just said it lightly.

The boss smiled and nodded, wiped his sweat gently, he faced Wusheng, as if facing robbers and bandits, indescribably docile.

He gently removed the teapot, his hands not trembling slightly, still extremely calm and steady.

Hu Yiji couldn't see this person's skills, but she could see that this person was very stable.

She whispered, "Why do you want him to change the tea?" ”

"I used to drink that tea a lot."

"That kind of tea is from your hometown?" Koihime smiled.

She doesn't like to turn herself into wood, women want to laugh, and if you smile often, you will definitely become very beautiful and seductive.

"Yes."

Hu Yiji was silent, and the boss came over again with a smile and put the teapot on the coffee table.

He poured two cups of tea and bowed deeply, "Please enjoy slowly." ”

Wusheng nodded, stretched out his hand, and a cup of tea suddenly flew up, staring at the tea in the cup with empty eyes.

Huyi Ji was stunned.

She watched as the teacup floated into her hand, and he didn't seem to do anything else.

Wusheng suddenly stared at the boss, "This tea can't be drunk." ”

The boss's face changed, he looked at the tea and then at Wusheng, "Why can't you drink this tea?" ”

"Because this tea is cold."

Wusheng's hand suddenly moved, and the cup of tea suddenly fell on the coffee table, the tea was still tea, but there was no trace of heat.

The boss was stunned, disbelieving and surprised.

He poured out two cups of tea, the other side of the tea was still hot, and the teapot was piping hot.

It's a strange thing, not only strange, but also terrifying.

The boss poured out the tea, filled it again, and bowed deeply, "Please use it slowly." ”

Wusheng nodded.

His hand suddenly stretched out again, and the cup of tea was in his hand again, and he looked at it again, and said, "This cup of tea is not drinkable, the tea is cold." ”

The teacup flew to the table again, and the cup of tea suddenly became cold again.

"The tea is cold, and if you drink it, you will get sick, and I will never drink cold tea."

The boss was stupid.

He had seen all kinds of masters, even the masters of the Yanagi clan who had no sword, and he had seen a few, and this was the first time he had seen this kind of technique.

Turning tea cold with the force of your hand in an instant is something that not everyone can do.

Wusheng stared at the boss, "There's a problem with your tea." ”

The boss had a cold sweat on his face and said, "What's the problem?" ”

"You made this cup of tea?" Wusheng's eyes suddenly fell on the boss's cheek.

Every muscle on the boss's cheeks throbbed violently, "Yes." ”

"Then you take a sip."

The boss's face was as dead as ashes, "I don't drink tea." ”

"Why?" Wusheng's eyes suddenly stared at and poked at the boss's throat like spears.

The boss's throat twitched violently, and it seemed that it had become difficult to breathe, "Because I am a tea seller, and the tea sellers drink tea every day, and they have long been tired of it." ”

"Would you rather drink water than tea?"

"Yes." The boss gritted his teeth, smiled and nodded, and gently wiped his sweat again.

"What will happen to you if I insist that you drink it?"

The boss suddenly took two steps back, "I'll run away immediately." ”

When he said the word "escape", his body had not yet left, and after saying that, he had already gone outside.

Huyi Ji was stunned.

This person couldn't have imagined that his skills were so good, and what he didn't expect was that Wusheng would force this person's skills to appear alive in an instant.

She gasped and said, "Who is this?" Seems to be very good? ”

Wusheng nodded, "He is a rare master among the Fusang Ronin." ”

"You seem to know who he is?"

"I don't need to know who he is, he might come to us again." Wusheng sighed deeply.

A lattice door inside opened slightly, but no one came out.

At this time on the street outside, an extremely delicate girl suddenly came out, carrying a basket in her hand, and the chrysanthemums in the basket were in full bloom.

Her smile was also very strong.

Hu Yiji's eyes looked at the girl quietly, "Who is she?" ”

There was no life, and the empty eyes had fallen on the girl's body, and the snow-white clothes were embedded with flowers.

No matter what kind of flowers, can't they hide the girl's spring-like moving body?

The girl smiled softly, her smile was like a spring flower, beautiful, lovely and moving.

But when she saw Wusheng, her delicate, ruddy cheeks suddenly turned pale, and her watery eyes suddenly filled with fear and panic.

She sat on the ground, looking nervous and her hands shaking.

"Who are you?" The chrysanthemums in the basket trembled, as if they were tortured by the wind.

Wusheng gently helped her to her feet, but did not speak.

Hu Yiji smiled, "You don't have to be afraid, he's a good person." ”

The girl's cheeks gradually became rosy, and she became less afraid, "My name is Chrysanthemum, and I came to deliver flowers." ”

Hu Yiji smiled and stared at the chrysanthemums, "You came here to sell flowers?" ”

Chrysanthemum shook her head, "No, I'm here to deliver flowers." ”

He pointed to the half-open lattice door inside, "That's the people inside." ”

Hu Yiji smiled and said nothing.

Wusheng's eyes stared at and poked the chrysanthemums, "You're not a flower seller?" Is it a flower delivery? ”

Hu Yi Ji smiled bitterly.

Chrysanthemum smiled like a flower, "Yes." ”

"You gave it to the man inside?"

Chrysanthemum nodded, pointing to the half-open lattice door, "That's it." ”

"Who's in there?"

Hu Yiji smiled lightly, "It's her lover, and girls like to give beautiful flowers to their lovers." ”

Chrysanthemum lowered her head, and the blush on her cheeks became more intense and fierce, "He's not my lover, he's a great swordsman." ”

"What kind of swordsman?"

"Miyamoto Musashi."

The name Miyamoto Musashi seems to have a kind of magic, and the smile on the cheeks of Koi Ji suddenly disappeared, and she looked at Wusheng, wondering how Wusheng would react.

There is no reaction to lifelessness.

The rocky cheeks are still hard, calm and steady, and there is not a trace of change in the rocky cheeks.

The rock never changes, and neither does he.

Chrysanthemum raised her head slightly, staring at the lattice door, her expression becoming indescribably admired and admired.

Although Miyamoto Musashi was not her lover, she undoubtedly regarded this person as her lover.

Koihime stared at Wusheng, "Do you want to duel with Miyamoto Musashi?" ”

She only hoped that she hadn't guessed correctly, Miyamoto Musashi was not a very powerful person, but he was famous, and he was famous because of the sword in his hand.

That sword killing is by no means ordinary fast, by no means ordinary cold, and by no means ordinary stability.

Whoever has this sword will easily become famous.

He is no exception.

He was not satisfied with being famous, because he still wanted to improve, and continuous progress was the greatest joy of his life.

If you want to be so happy, you have to keep looking for others to test the sword, and never stop looking for it, which is also a kind of disease, a disease of progress, every progress can bring him happiness and joy, but this kind of progress is not always enjoyable.

Just like the happiness of lifelessness, finding a master to duel, that kind of happiness is not always enjoyable.

"You're waiting for you inside."

The lattice door had already opened, and Chrysanthemum smiled and walked in gently.

Huyi Ji stared outside, but her eyes became unspeakably worried.

Without saying a word, he walked out like a stone statue.

Hu Yiji followed closely, and the terrifying killers along the way had made her inseparable from him, and she didn't dare to leave him.

When she came out, she looked everywhere, people coming and going, some with baskets in their hands and smiles on their faces, and some with folding fans in their hands, looking everywhere, as if trying to find a satisfied girl.

Seven or eight people were gone, and Yoshida Shino didn't know where he had gone.

There was a scream from inside the lattice door, the girl was always vulnerable, no matter where she was.

Hu Yiji suddenly turned around and saw Chrysanthemum running out.

Her face was pale without a trace of blood, and she didn't know where the basket had gone, but she held half of the flower stem in her hand.

The flower stem has been broken, the flower has disappeared, and the chrysanthemum holds the flower stem tightly.

The delicate and soft hand had been pricked to the point of bleeding.

When she came out, she threw herself into Wusheng's arms, and her body trembled more violently than Xuan who played cotton.

Wusheng nodded, "Relax, you are stronger and braver than others think." ”

Chrysanthemum stared at the half-cut flower stem, and her eyes beat even more, "He handed me this flower stem, and let me go back." ”

There was nothing strange about the flower stem, and Hu Yiji looked at it and sighed, "Why did he want you to bring this back?" ”

Chrysanthemum barely squeezed out a smile, "I can't see it." ”

Hu Yiji stared at Wusheng, but found that Wusheng was staring at the flower stem in Chrysanthemum's hand, staring surprisingly, he was actually attracted.

She smiled, "What do you see?" ”

The notches of the stems are extremely neat and smooth, and both notches are almost identical.

Wusheng suddenly stared at the chrysanthemum, "After you go in, he will let you hold this chrysanthemum, isn't it?" ”

Chrysanthemum nodded, "Yes." ”

"He took out his sword and cut off another?"

Chrysanthemum nodded, her eyes more frightened, "How do you know?" ”

She stared at the flower stem quietly, unable to see anything ordinary inside, she let go of her hand and handed it to Wusheng, "Can you see something?" ”

Wusheng took the flower stem, stared at the gap at the two ends, and suddenly pointed to the side, "This end was cut off by Miyamoto Musashi?" ”

Chrysanthemum looked at the gap before saying, "Yes." ”

Wusheng pointed to the other end of the flower stem, "Who cut this off?" ”

"This knife was trimmed by my lord Shangyanagi Shizhouzhai."

"He used scissors? Or with a sword? Wusheng stared at the gap unexpectedly, as if he had been in a trance.

"He's using scissors." Chrysanthemum lowered her head, "He hasn't used a sword in years. ”

Wusheng sighed, "His swordsmanship is also very good. ”

Chrysanthemum was surprised, "Can you see that?" ”

"Yes." Wusheng handed the flower stem to Chrysanthemum, "I didn't just see this, I saw something else. ”

Chrysanthemum took the stem, looked at both ends, and finally turned into a sigh for a long time, "What do you see?" ”

"The two of them just had a big fight."

Hu Yiji was shocked, she couldn't see it, "The two of them are not together." ”

"They are not together, the sword moves are together." Wusheng's gaze fell on the two ends of the flower stem again, "Good swordsmanship." ”

"Whose swordsmanship is better?"

"Both are good." Wusheng suddenly stared at the lattice door and sighed deeply, "It's a pity that he's gone." ”

Chrysanthemum didn't believe it, "It was still there just now, and he may still be inside." ”

"No, he must have gone far."

Chrysanthemum still didn't believe it, so she slowly walked in, opened the lattice door, and then was completely stunned.

Miyamoto Musashi is really gone.

Chrysanthemum walked out slowly, looking very lost, "He's really gone." ”

"Hurry back."

"Why did I go back earlier?" Chrysanthemum smiled, he pointed to the full sunshine, "The sun hasn't set yet, I'm not in a hurry." ”

"Your master must wait crazy when he goes to Liusheng Shizhouzhai." Sigh of nothingness.

He knew the old man very well, and the mood of this competition was really exciting and exciting for him.

His life is running out, and there are even fewer things that can excite and stimulate him, he must be in the back garden, facing the chrysanthemums in the garden, waiting for the chrysanthemums to go back, whether he wins or loses, it is a joy for him.

Chrysanthemum nodded and hurried home.

Hu Yi Ji smiled and stared at Wusheng, her cheeks flushed with admiration, "How do you know that Liu Sheng Shizhouzhai is waiting crazy at home?" ”

Wusheng sighed, "Because if it were me, maybe I would have slipped out." ”

Lake-clothed Ji smiled and nodded.

She already understood what he was thinking, the mood related to victory and defeat, wasn't it the same as Takeda Shingen?

A few years ago, he did not hesitate to abandon her for the sake of fighting on the battlefield, and rushed to the battlefield alone and under the stars.

"You seem to have learned what Yanagi Shishusai was looking forward to."

"Yes, because I look forward to it sometimes."

When she said the word "expectation", her eyes became indescribably lonely, empty, and helpless.

Most women with this kind of gaze have endured long periods of loneliness in the night, alone in the night, alone in the lamp and worrying about their other half.

Wusheng knows this kind of woman very well, because in the far distance, there is a woman who is worrying about him.

The white clouds on the horizon float away gently.

Hu Yi Ji stared at Wusheng, "In your hometown, is there also a woman waiting for you to go back?" ”

Silent without life.

Not far away, a person was looking at Wusheng, grinning.

Huyi Ji pulled Wusheng's hand, "The boss is actually back?" ”

Wusheng nodded.

He suddenly walked over and stopped not far away, "You're actually back again?" ”

The boss nodded and smiled, "This is not Oda Nobunaga's mansion, why can't I come back?" ”

"You're staying by my side, not afraid I'll kill you?"

The boss smiled bitterly, "If I leave you, I may die a miserable death." ”

"Why?" Hu Yiji stared at this person in surprise.

"I'm a killer, I can't kill you, so I have to find an opportunity to kill on the side." The boss smiled even more bitterly, "If I can't find a chance, I'll die a ugly death." ”

"You're very focused on killing." Hu Yiji smiled coldly.

"That's just because you can't be inattentive to killing." The boss smiled, "If we don't kill and die, we will be killed by others." ”

Hu Yiji sighed and said nothing.

No matter in which era, there seems to be such a person, if you don't kill people, you will definitely be killed by others, life for them, is like a knife, if you don't hold the knife to kill, that knife will definitely kill yourself.

They are also full of helplessness and unwillingness, but they can't resist, so they can only silently endure the cruelty and viciousness of reality.

The boss suddenly swept towards the eaves and looked at Wusheng from a distance.

Hu Yiji smiled, "Why don't you hurry up?" And then go back and have a good time for a while? ”

"Yes, it's a pity that I don't want to die miserably." The boss touched his head, "I'm going to wait until the last chance to make a move." ”

"You're waiting for that opportunity?"

"There will definitely be, because I can wait, and other people must not have me to wait, they will definitely make a move, and I can sit in the back and reap the benefits of the fisherman."

"You seem to have a good idea."

"Although this method is very disgraceful, it is a way to live, as long as you kill no life, you can still live, even if it is not disgraceful, I will admit it."