Fuso, Osaka.

A convoy of luxury vehicles left the airport and headed towards the city.

Luoyang sat in a crown car and looked out the window. The appearance is not very wide, occasionally a village flashes by, there are telephone poles and a house building, and fields and woods, nothing special. However, because it has a temperate oceanic monsoon climate, there is always a sea breeze blowing, and there are almost no clouds in the sky, and it looks very blue and clean.

Then, Ye Zi and Song Meiqi popped up in Luoyang's mind without warning, and two pairs of big eyes, one big and one small, stared at him, as if to remind him not to do anything bad.

Luo Yang subconsciously looked at his body, and a strange smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.

Last night, he thought that Ye Zi was just talking, but he didn't know that she really drew a monkey on his body. He was also warned to go back to be examined, and to settle accounts with him if the monkey climbed high or disappeared.

He was depressed, how long can the monkey with oil paint strokes manage?

"Luoyang Sang, if there is a place you want to go, I'll take you there." Sun Shangxiang, who was in the same car, asked.

Luoyang retracted his gaze and thought for a moment: "I searched it yesterday, and some netizens said that Feitian Xindi is the most fun, and the recommendation index is five stars. I'd like to check it out if I could."

Sun Shangxiang stared at Luoyang with a strange expression on his face.

Luo Yang said curiously, "What's wrong?"

"Luoyang-san, why do you want to go to that kind of place?"

"Isn't it a tourist attraction?"

"There are a lot of small buildings there, and a small building is an attraction, if you really want to go, I can take you to see it." Sun Shangxiang's expression was weird.

"What else is there besides Xiaolou?" Luoyang felt that if it was just a small building, it would be nothing to look at.

Sun Shangxiang glanced at the man beside him with strange eyes again, and sighed: "Okay, there is an old woman in every small building there, waving to you enthusiastically, and a beautiful young lady performing her talents."

"What talent?" Luoyang imagined such a picture, but his imagination was too poor to produce renderings.

Sun Shangxiang gave Luoyang a roll of his eyes: "In your words, that is, you can play and sing everything, do you want to try it?"

Luoyang suddenly felt that the situation was a little wrong, so he cautiously remained silent, and then took out his mobile phone to find Du Niang to re-understand.

After reading a more detailed introduction, Luoyang was very embarrassed and said, "Forget it, I won't go to the new land of Feitian."

Sun Shangxiang smiled: "Then how about I take you to the hot springs?"

Luoyang thought for a moment: "Don't go."

Sun Shangxiang was surprised and said, "Why?"

Luoyang smiled back: "I'm allergic to hot springs."

It must not be said that Ye Zi does not want him to go, let alone that the monkey is drowning or something, and the man wants to face.

Sun Shangxiang pursed his mouth and said, "You are really a Shu man."

"Huh?" Luoyang was slightly stunned, "Miss Sun, what do you mean?"

"Rake your ears."

Luoyang: "......"

can know "rake ears", which shows that Sun Shangxiang is a very powerful Hua Guotong.

But is that the point?

The convoy turned a corner when it was about to enter the city of Osaka, drove more than a dozen kilometers, and then came to a mountain.

There is a manor on the mountain, the stone wall encircles most of the mountain, and the theme building is a Japanese-style dormitory, which is very majestic.

There is no need for Sun Shangxiang to introduce, Luoyang also knows that it is Sun Men Shushi's mansion. The dormitory was something that only the great nobles of the Fuso shogunate period could enjoy, and from this alone, you can guess that the mansion of Sunmen Soseki is at least a few hundred years old, and it is a real castle. It's just that I don't know which declining aristocrat I bought it from.

No, the knowledge that Du Niang added last night will come in handy now.

In front of the convoy to the gate, two Fusang men in suits and leather shoes pushed open the gate, and then

Stand on the side of the road and bow.

The convoy drove directly into the front yard and stopped next to the pond in front of the dormitory.

Luoyang and Sun Shangxiang got out of the car, and it just so happened that Sun Men Shushi also got out of a car in front, looked at this side, and said with a smile.

"Mr. Luo, the cold house has arrived."

What do you mean, Humble House?

If this is a humble house, Luoyang feels that his small villa is almost just a bird's nest level.

"Mr. Luo, if you are not tired, let the little girl take you for a walk and familiarize yourself with the environment. I've got some things to take care of here, so I'll be out of company for the time being, and we'll dine together in the evening." Sun Men Soseki said.

Luo Yang nodded: "Mr. Sun Men, when can I see the patient?"

Sun Men Soseki said, "I've arranged it here, and you'll probably be able to see him tomorrow morning."

"Okay." Luoyang said.

Sun Men Soseki bowed.

Luoyang bowed his body and bowed his head.

Sun Men Soseki left with a group of people.

"Luoyang Sang, come with me, I'll take you shopping." Sun Shangxiang was full of smiles and couldn't wait to be a guide.

"Good work." Luoyang bowed his head and saluted.

Do as the Romans do.

Sun Shangxiang led Luoyang to visit a circle, and the dry landscape and the grass hermitage style tearoom left a deep impression on Luoyang, which looked very simple, but it was quite beautiful.

Subsequently, Sun Shangxiang took Luoyang to a building near the backyard.

This is the private collection room of Sun Gate Soseki, and as soon as you enter Luoyang, you will see several sets of samurai armor from the shogunate period, as well as weapons. In addition, there are some works of art and antique cultural relics, many of which are handed down from China at a glance, porcelain, calligraphy and painting, Buddha head or something.

Actually, it's all stolen goods.

Sun Shangxiang took two wooden swords from a wooden frame, threw them casually, and threw them to Luoyang.

Luoyang took the wooden sword and said puzzledly, "Miss Sun, what are you doing here?"

"I've been practicing swords since I was a child, and I know you're very powerful, so let's give it a try." Sun Shangxiang bowed to Luoyang.

This time, Luoyang did not follow the customs, because if he returned the courtesy at this time, he accepted the challenge, and he waited for Sun Shangxiang to stand up straight before saying, "There is no need to compete, I haven't learned swordsmanship, so I shouldn't be your opponent."

"Luoyang Sang, are you despising me?" Sun Shangxiang's willow eyebrows frowned slightly, and his usually gentle face suddenly became fierce.

Luoyang was a little speechless: "I didn't mean that, I really ......."

Sun Shangxiang interrupted Luoyang's words: "I am the descendant of the Second Sword Stream, and the representative of the genre is the great swordsman Miyamoto Musashi!"

"Who?" Luoyang heard it for the first time.

But it was this real reaction that further stimulated Sun Shangxiang, and she thought that Luoyang was belittling her, and by the way, she despised Miyamoto Musashi, the great swordsman of the second sword stream.

"Ahh Sun Shangxiang shouted, clasped up with a wooden sword in both hands, and slashed at Luoyang's shoulder.

Luoyang stretched out his hand, grabbed Sun Shangxiang's collar with his right hand, took a wrong step, stretched his right foot behind Sun Shangxiang, pushed and tripped, and Sun Shangxiang was lying on the ground in the next second.

In a second, or many points, a young and vigorous Fuso female swordsman was subdued.

This is the reaction and speed of the Ancestral Witch Spirit.

Sun Shangxiang stared at the man who grabbed her collar with a pair of big black eyes, and her eyes flashed with the most complicated light in her life, frightened, awe-struck, nervous, confused, confused, ashamed, and unwilling......

Except for the slightly sunken hand.

It felt a little wrong, Luo Yang hurriedly retracted his hand and turned the embarrassment into a topic: "That, I really haven't learned swordsmanship, and the sword you just now is quite powerful."

Sun Shangxiang curled the corners of her mouth, and she stretched out her hand: "Aren't you going to pull me up?"

Luoyang also felt a little rude, and then reached out and grabbed her hand, ready to pull her up.

Suddenly, a strong wind came from behind him.