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Passing by the dervishes in the yellow monk's robe, the monk slowly put the bowl on the ground, but took out a 3-inch blowpipe from the wide monk's robe, held it in his mouth, and blew it with his cheeks. A thin blow needle flew out of the blowpipe, and it was in the middle of Chongwen's side.
Chongwen was laughing when he suddenly saw Ouchi Mochimori standing, his left hand covering his right shoulder, his face showing annoyance, and his eyes slowly turned to the dervishes. The old monk threw away the blowpipe, did not stand up, picked up an arm-thick bamboo cane from the ground, wrapped copper at both ends, and quickly smashed it horizontally towards the waist of the Great Inner Holding Sheng, with a fierce and strong wind.
Ouchi held back the feeling of dizziness and suddenly drew his sword and slashed at the dervish. The two of them shot almost at the same time, and the old monk didn't expect that under the poisoning of Ouchi Zhisheng, the counterattack was still so fast, and the knife was so fierce, and the Zen staff made a move and the blade was already in front of him. He subconsciously shrank his head, the blade swept over his monk's hat, shaved off a piece of scalp, blood splattered out, and the old monk froze to the ground.
Ouchi was also hit hard and fell to the ground, thanks to his fierce counterattack, forcing the dervish staff to sink and hit him in the back of the hip, and the force was much worse, otherwise it would have broken his waist.
Everything was only between the lightning and flint, Chongwen was not flustered, and pulled out a sword with a loud shout, ready to meet the enemy.
You Fang Langzhong threw away the banner and pounced from behind with a three-edged short sword in both hands. A samurai who had just stopped saluting suddenly drew his sword and rushed from the side. Several beggars in front shouted, and the Mitsubishi shuriken in their hands flew towards Chongwen. The assassins cooperated tacitly, and Chongwen was immediately attacked on three sides, and the attacks on each side were extremely fierce, making him lose sight of one or the other.
The sudden change caused chaos in the streets, and pedestrians fled in all directions. The farmer who sells vegetables throws down his burden and runs away. The maid carrying the child screamed and squatted on the ground, holding the child in her arms. The other samurai, who had just finished saluting, froze in place, bewildered as he looked at everything in front of him.
Chongwen was a little in a hurry, and the samurai on the side slashed at him, and he had to swing his knife to block the blade. And the Mitsubishi shuriken thrown by the beggar has already flown in front of him, and he knows that it is poisonous, and once it hits, there is no life or death.
In despair, he suddenly heard a tiger roar, a mountain of meat stood in front of him, and four shuriken were nailed to Laicainiu's chest almost simultaneously. It turned out that Cainiu saw that the situation was critical, pushed down the pedestrians behind him and temporarily stopped You Fang Langzhong, who was sneaking up behind, and jumped up to block in front of Chongwen, carrying those palm-sized hidden weapons.
The samurai on the side missed, and a huge shadow suddenly blocked the daylight, and he couldn't help but be stunned. Between life and death, Chongwen roared and threw himself into his arms, and a large sword entered his chest, stabbing the warrior in half. Chongwen used all his strength in this pounce, and the warrior screamed and fell on his back, and Chongwen also fell on top of him, rolling into a heap.
The timing of the raid was too clever, and it was when Chongwen was completely unguarded, and the assassin was agile and fast, and all he wanted was to hit with one blow. The three people who wanted to be attacked were all experienced in battle for a long time, and they had rich experience in facing the enemy, even if they were suddenly attacked, they still had the power to counterattack, and in an instant, many people on both sides were injured and fell to the ground.
A few beggars threw their shurikens and pounced, all wearing hand-armored hooks made of fine iron, the blades of which glowed eerily blue in the sunlight. A good fortune cow, a big step forward in the crotch, the giant axe behind the back has been copied into the hand, from right to left obliquely slashed, cutting off the head of a beggar, the giant axe is still in force, and the other beggar slanted shoulder strap back is cut into two pieces.
Scraps of blood and flesh rose to the sky and spilled all over the streets. The remaining two beggars still pounced on them regardless of life or death, and the You Fang Langzhong behind them had already stabbed the pedestrians, and the short sword stabbed at the back as wide as the faΓ§ade of the Lai Cai Niu.
Laicai Niu was hit back and forth, there was no room to move, and the poison on his body was unbearable. The Black Tower Giant Tiger roared, slashing down one and kicking over another, but there was a scream behind him.
It turned out that the stunned samurai finally understood that this was an assassination on the street, and at the last moment, this samurai suddenly burst with a sense of justice, and pulled out his sword and slashed You Fang Langzhong, who was sneaking in behind.
At this time, Chongwen got rid of the entanglement and stood up, watching the Lai Cai Niu stagger and fall crookedly. The beggar who had been kicked down staggered to his feet, and the iron claws in his hands were grabbed by the Fortune Ox, and the assassin was short, with arms only reaching the giant's chest and abdomen. Chongwen rushed a step forward, shouted, and a text sword slashed the beggar from top to bottom.
The knife came out with hatred, and the force was amazing, and the blade cut the beggar's head in half, and the blade was actually embedded in the sternum.
It was too late, but it was too soon, and in an instant, the dead and wounded fell to the ground in this thrilling assassination. Chongwen kicked down the beggar, pulled out a large sword, gasped heavily, and looked around vigilantly.
The samurai bowed his head and said: "In the lower Ouchi retainer Katori Zegoro, they are the Asuda party, the Buddhist killers who were bought, these shurikens and blow needles are poisonous, your friend must be treated immediately, otherwise there is a fear for his life." β
Chongwen bowed his hand with a Chinese salute and said: "Go to sea on Xialongwang Island, thank you for your help." β
The samurai was very righteous, kicked open the courtyard door of the next house, and dragged Ouchi Momori into the courtyard. Chongwen settled down, and saw that a few killers could not die anymore, only the dervish monk was not fatally injured on the top of his head, and he walked over to catch a living one. Raising his chin, the old monk's face was full of iron, his tongue was spitting out, and he had committed suicide by taking poison, Chongwen shook his head, so he had to give up.
Walked in front of the soft and fallen fortune cow, picked up the giant's arms, and dragged it wherever he moved. Although the few blows just now were just an instant, they were too thrilling, and the spirit was extremely tense, and now the arms and abdomen were still sore, and they couldn't exert their strength. Katori settled Ouchi Zhisheng and rushed out to help, and the two of them worked together to drag the fortune cow to the pavilion.
The owner of the house saw that the assassination had happened in front of the door, and two guys covered in blood dragged the half-dead man into the house.
Katorisawa Goro found the poison needle on Ouchi's arm, pulled it out and threw it on the ground, the young samurai's face was pale, his teeth were clenched, and he had already fainted. Katori said: "He is His Royal Highness Kojiro, the son of the lord, Lord Odekai will wait here for a while, and I will immediately go to the doctor for treatment." β
Chongwen pulled out the hidden weapon on the chest of the rich cow and said: "This is very vicious, I'm afraid it's too late to find Lang Zhong now." I have an antidote, you go to the master and ask for some water, and it is better to ask for a bowl and pestle. β
The samurai Katori strode into the mansion and shouted and begged his master for something. Chongwen cleaned up the wounds of the Lai Cai Niu, sucked out the black poisonous blood in one mouth, and did not stop until the blood flowed out was bright red. He cleaned the wound with water, tore off the placket of his robe and wrapped him, and stopped the bleeding.
At this time, Katori Sawa Goro found a bowl to pound the pestle, and Chongwen took out two yellow sting needles from his arms. He was once poisoned by this thing, and Wu Zhi, the owner of Wufeng, later told him that this thing can not only poison people, but also cure all kinds of poisons, and it is a good thing. Chongwen was willing to let it go, so he asked him for a few, but he didn't expect it to come in handy today.
He didn't know if it was right or wrong, but he couldn't care much at this time, and he couldn't watch the two of them die of poison. He smashed the stingray needles in the bowl and poured them into the water, and then he could only obey the fate of heaven.
Chongwen sat on the steps of the cloister of the house a little tiredly, but Katorisawa Goro was very alert, he was worried that there would be a second wave of attacks, and stood under the porch of the courtyard with his saber in his hand, vigilantly observing the street outside.
If Chongwen's enemies are all over the country, it is not uncommon for someone to buy murderers. But there are not many people who know that they have arrived in Yamaguchi Castle, and they are all people they absolutely trust, how can anyone launch an attack here?
Could it be that he is the enemy of the Ouchi family, the main goal is to hold the sheng, and he and the Lai Cai Niu just happened to eat the melon fall? He shook his head slightly, this is too coincidental, how can it be that he stabbed when he was around... No, no, it doesn't make sense.
Then the question is still Hirado, who leaked the news? Someone in the Sodo or Hana World colluded with the shogunate? He thought about it one by one, but he still didn't believe it, because no one would benefit from his death.
was thinking about it, Ouchi Sheng woke up, his face was still pale, his weak hand grabbed Chongwen's sleeve, and said weakly: "No... Brother. β
Chongwen saw that the stingray was symptomatic, his heart was slightly relieved, he held Ouchi Zhisheng's hand, and said with kind words: "I know, if he wants to kill me, he will do it when he visits the country in Zhou, there is no need to take your life." Don't be cranky, just give birth to a good life. β
Katori Sawa Goro turned his head and looked at the two who were talking with a confused expression, and Chongwen said to the samurai with a smile: "Katori-sama, you didn't hear anything, you just need to know that we are friends of the Ouchi family, you didn't do anything wrong." You saved our lives, and Dragon King Island will be rewarded, and those who hire murderers will not be able to escape... We have a clear grudge. β
Katorisawa Goro bowed down and said, "His Royal Highness Da Izumi is serious, it is impossible for any upright samurai to see someone committing murder in the street without asking for anything in return. β
Chongwen didn't say anything and stood up, because as he spoke, a large group of samurai broke into the courtyard, led by Ouchi Mochi. The lord of Zhou's visit to the country looked panicked, walked forward a few steps quickly, bowed down and apologized: "It's so dangerous, I'm really sorry, I was too careless, I didn't expect this kind of thing to happen, where are you injured." β
Chongwen saw that his anxious look didn't look like a fake, and the last trace of doubt was dispelled, he pretended to be relaxed and said: "We are not seriously injured, but the two of them have been poisoned and have just taken the antidote, and it seems that there is no major problem." β
Katorisawa Goro knelt down and saluted the young master, and Ouchi said: "You did a good job, you didn't disgrace the Ouchi family, from now on, your knowledge and deeds are 2,000 stones." β