"Then I'm sorry for you."

For this, Xia Yuan's response was only a smile, he glanced at the hand behind Bai Yuan's short blade, which was very tight, and the joints on his hand were obviously white, which showed that his heart was by no means as calm as it appeared on the surface.

"Good!"

He shouted hello, and then continued: "Then please prepare, but there is one thing I have to say in advance, my knife is a bit curled, and it is certainly not very sharp to cut, and it is the first time I have done this, it may be a little painful later, please bear with me." ”

“.”

Hou Baiyuan's cheeks twitched, and then he turned his head to look at it again, and when he saw the stumbling opening of the knife, his pupils couldn't help but shrink, he pursed his lips, and said in a stiff Chinese dialect: "If your Excellency doesn't like the knife, then please use this handle." ”

As he spoke, he propped himself up slightly, and stretched out his hand to the offering table, where there was a knife, and Hou Baiyuan took it down and handed it to Xia Yuan.

Xia Yuan was not polite at all, and took the knife one by one, the whole body was black and red, the black scabbard was full of traces of time, and the handle was wound with red rope.

He held the handle of the knife and pulled the knife out of the scabbard, with a loud sound, a cold light appeared, although he didn't know how to appreciate the knife, but he could also see that this was a good knife, and he made a very knowledgeable appearance and praised again and again, "Good knife, good knife, is this your sword of heaven and clouds?" ”

"I didn't expect Your Excellency to know the artifact of our country."

Hearing this, Xia Yuan suddenly withdrew his gaze from the knife, turned to look at Hou Baiyuan, and then said inexplicably: "Do you know what I admire most about you widows?" ”

"What I admire the most is this kind of people. Hmm." Xia Yuan seemed to be a little short of words, looked up at the caisson in the main hall, and immediately retracted his gaze, "Let's put it this way, others deceive others, at most, they just deceive others, and you are different, you even deceive yourself." ”

What bushido spirit, what defeat suicide, this should also be a kind of deception, or brainwashing is more appropriate, when it was said that this was defeated, a large number of officers and soldiers committed suicide, can brainwash a person so thoroughly, maybe only the angry mustache can compare.

"For example, the knife in my hand, although it is sharp, has been called an artifact by your self-deception."

Xia Yuan rubbed the hilt of the knife with his hand, "Now, my army has broken through the capital of your Wa Kingdom, why haven't I seen the artifact of your Wa Kingdom show its might?" ”

“.”

Hou Baiyuan was silent for a while, "The knife in your hand's hand is not the artifact Tiancongyun, but the Onimaru Kunitsuna, and I am tired of your Excellency using the knife in your hand to make a mistake with me." ”

"Nope."

Xia Yuan shook his head and refused without thinking about it, "I plan to bring such a good knife back to China and keep it for my son as a toy, wouldn't it be in vain to use it for you?" ”

As he spoke, he tucked the knife into the leather belt around his waist, "I'm a straight-talking person, so you shouldn't be angry, right?" ”

Hou Baiyuan was silent for a while, and finally spit out two words, "No." ”

"For the sake of Your Excellency's generosity, you wait, I'll find you a knife that will hurry up, so that you will suffer less guilt."

After that, Xia Yuan searched among the soldiers in the hall, pulled out the sabers on his waist one by one and checked them one by one, and then sighed and picked a knife that still had some curly blades, "I'm really embarrassed, I'm fighting with you for days these days, killing too many Japanese people, this knife is more or less a little curly, I found you a curly blade that is not so serious." ”

Hearing this, Hou Baiyuan gritted his back molars, this is really murderous and punishing.

Moreover, there are so many great Ming soldiers in this hall, can't he find a knife without a curled blade, which makes him really hard to believe.

Clenched his fists, and then gradually released them, he closed his eyes and squeezed two words out of his mouth, "Bothered." ”

"You're welcome."

Xia Yuan took a knife and made a few gestures in mid-air, although he went to the battlefield, but to be honest, he had never cut anyone with a knife, as a civilian official, it was his job to strategize.

After looking for the feel, he clenched the knife in his hand, "In this way, I count one, two, three, you cut your stomach, I cut off your head, let's cooperate tacitly." ”

“.”

Hou Baiyuan's Adam's apple rolled a few times unconsciously, and then nodded with some difficulty.

"One."

At the moment when he nodded, Xia Yuan also raised the long knife in his hand, and at the same time shouted out one in his mouth, Hou Baiyuan gritted his teeth, and tried his best to let himself pick up the short knife with a rib difference across his knee, and his hand trembled uncontrollably.

In the end, he finally picked it up, but the knife seemed to be alive, running around in his hand, he took several deep breaths in a row, and then barely grasped the handle of the knife, and then adjusted the direction and held it in his hand, and at this time, the sound of two also rang as promised.

The handle of the knife, which was already clenched, was a little unable to hold it at this time, and the knuckles of his grip on the handle trembled, and then he closed his eyes tightly, and yelled in his mouth: "不Xiao の子孫勝仁がancestor に謝crime!" ”

While yelling, his face was fierce, and he poked the short knife in his hand into the abdomen!

He thought that as long as he made this action, the sound of three would sound as promised, followed by the wrong knife, but he was not waiting for three, but a shout, "Stop!" ”

Hearing this loud shout, Hou Baiyuan's movements suddenly stopped in mid-air, and then he gasped uncontrollably.

"I've told you, it's the first time I've done this, I have no experience, what are you yelling at so loudly? This scared me so much that I almost didn't hold the knife steadily. ”

“.”

Hou Baiyuan was still panting, Xia Yuan clenched the knife again, "Okay, don't roar, let's come quietly and try not to disturb anyone." ”

"Are you ready?"

"Please be a little longer."

Seppuku with the wrong person and seppuku without the wrong person are completely different things, seppuku by oneself, life and death are controlled by oneself, and there is one wrong person, then life and death are in the hands of others.

The time just now seemed to have exhausted all his courage, Hou Baiyuan's back was already wet, he clenched the handle of the knife with a hand that seemed to be cramped, and there was a burst of gasp, which barely froze, "Please, please please make a mistake"

"One!"

Xia Yuan shouted out one in a long voice, almost the same as just now, Hou Baiyuan's hand and even his arm were still trembling uncontrollably, and he barely clenched the knife, and at the exit of the second sound, he reluctantly aimed the knife at the abdomen, mobilized all his courage, and also mobilized the strength of his whole body, raised the knife and poked it towards his abdomen.

The difference was that he didn't shout this time, he just bit his lower lip with his teeth, with so much force that he could even see red blood flowing out of his lips.

But he still didn't wait for three, and again, there was a stop.

The short knife in Hou Baiyuan's hand was stuck in the air again, Xia Yuan looked sorry, "I'm sorry, I found that I can't stand at this angle, when the time comes, I will cut it down, you will definitely have to nourish my face full of blood, you may not know, I have a habit of cleanliness." ”

"In this way, you allow me to find an angle, and we will start over again after finding the angle."

(End of chapter)