Now the minions in the three cottages have left, and the two girls who drove the carriage have of course already driven the carriage away. Pen Fun Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 But the two of them were still standing on the road, and no one was beating a fire for the two of them! It was very dark in the woods, and from time to time there was one or two night bird cooing, which was terrible! Although the night was so dark and the birds were so desolate, it never made such two men feel the slightest fear, but who would want to stand still for a long time in such a dark place, when he was full!

I don't know how long it took for the two to talk again.

"Your sword skills must be very good!" the swordsman suddenly said, "It's a great thing to be able to kill so many bandits and roadfighters by one person, and only have a little skin wound on his thigh!"

"It's a pity that you ran away with the last three minions just now!" said the Oriental samurai Jiro Sato, "or I'll kill them all." ”

"I believe that these three men will not be robbers again when they are killed!" said the swordsman, "friend, why did you come alone in the middle of the night in such a dark forest?"

"Because, I'm going to wait for someone here!"

"Oh, who are you waiting for?"

The other party did not answer, this is someone's secret, and of course they have the right not to answer him. So, he asked, "Friend, what is your name?"

"Jiro Sato!" the other party just said four words coldly.

"Is that your name?" said the swordsman.

"Hmm!" the other man replied to his question with his nose.

"It's a compound surname, what a special name!" Then the swordsman reported to his family and said, "My name is Nanjian!"

Jiro Sato didn't speak after hearing his name, but I don't know what his expression is like in the dark night at the moment!

"Mr. Sato, have you seen a carriage with a girl driving on it? The car was also a girl, and there was a seriously injured man in the carriage. ”

The other party still didn't speak, as if he was angry with the night, and as if he was thinking about his own affairs behind closed doors, as if he hadn't heard Nan Jian's question at all. Therefore, Nanjian also took him as an answer, and said: "Since Mr. Sato did not see it, it proves that the two girls have successfully passed this terrible mountain forest." ”

"I see, I fought with the robbers to save the two of them!" At this time, Jiro Sato suddenly said in an eager tone, as if it was a shameful thing to be buried by someone else.

"Oh, I see. Nan Jian said in surprise, "In this way, you have helped us, so thank you very much." As he spoke, he removed the sword that had rested under his throat and sheathed it, and said, "That proves that we are good friends!

The other party didn't reply, and it seemed that he was still angry with the night.

Now, Nanjian had found the horse parked on the side of the road, and led it over, "Let's go, Mr. Sato!" he said, "I walked this road a month and a half ago, and there are two taverns on the side of the road in front, in order to thank you for your help, I will go to the tavern in front and invite you to drink, go!"

Hearing the word wine come out of Nanken's mouth, Sato Jiro was very angry, and the other party said that he would invite him to drink, so that he was even more angry! However, under normal circumstances, heroes like to drink, and Sato Jiro is no exception. If anyone says to give him a mountain of gold, he probably won't even lift his eyelids. However, if anyone asks him to drink, he will not be able to resist the temptation and will gladly accept the invitation.

This is a small wine shop on the side of the road, and it is now the second watch in the middle of the night, and there are still two people drinking quietly in this small wine shop. These two people, one is the Oriental samurai Jiro Sato just now, and the other is the purple-clothed swordsman Nanjian.

There were six square tables in the tavern, and on the table under the wall was two men, one asleep on the table, and the other had put two stools together and fallen asleep. One of them was still snoring like thunder, and the old shopkeeper in the liquor store had reminded the snoring man several times, asking him to keep his voice quiet and not to affect the two guests to eat and drink!

The man agreed, and stopped snoring for a while. However, before the old shopkeeper sat down in the rocking chair at the door and smoked a dry cigarette, his snoring sounded like thunder again! Nan Jian seemed to understand the guilt of the old shopkeeper and the happy mood of the sleeping man playing freely; so he said to the old shopkeeper with guilt in a very understanding tone: "Shopkeeper, don't call him, this night is too quiet, and a little snoring will be more lively!"

"Ah, so that's so, officer, why didn't you say it earlier!" said the old shopkeeper excitedly. After that, he went to the cellar and brought ten jars of good wine at once and put them on the counter. When he had done this, he ran to the wine room of the two and said:

"Two guest officers, you need to fetch the food and drink yourself, and I will also go to the rocking chair outside the door for a while!"

"Okay, there you go!"

After a while, they heard the snoring of the old shopkeeper even more shockingly! If the snoring of the man leaning against the wall had the momentum of shaking the earth, then the snoring of the old shopkeeper outside the door had earth-shattering power. But it doesn't matter, as long as the two of them have wine!

Jiro Sato hadn't said a word since he walked through the door of the liquor store, but his mouth never stopped. In the middle of their table, there is a large pot full of dog meat, the colder it gets, the more fragrant it tastes, especially with a little dried chili, star anise and peppercorns and other ingredients in it. That kind of fragrance really makes passers-by drool when they smell it. also made Sato Jiro swallow the dog meat into his stomach with wine and saliva.

Nanjian respects his guests very much, and although he himself eats dog meat constantly, he never forgets to fill the other party's wine bowl with wine. This is difficult to do, because everyone who eats and drinks at the same time often waits until they finish their drink before suddenly realizing that their friend's wine bowl is already empty.

And Jiro Sato drank much faster than he ate dog meat, and he picked up the bowl again while his mouth was still chewing, and even when he was drinking, his mouth kept chewing, as if he was deliberately showing his special function as an Oriental in terms of eating.

Gradually, both of them were full of wine and meat, and then Nanjian looked at his face in the dim light, and found that the expression on his face was still like a stone, without any expression. "Mr. Sato!" he said, "where are you going now?"

"Go back. He said two words, and it seemed that it was rude to ignore them because he had eaten the wine and dog meat invited by others.

"Are you going back to the East?"

"No!"

Seeing that he didn't talk much, drank a lot, and was very easy-going when eating dog meat, Nanjian also deeply admired his temperament, "Mr. Sato!" he finally said, "Then let's go here today! If we have a chance to meet in the future, shall we get together again?"

"Okay, I'll go back to you. This is the most active sentence that Sato Jiro said to Nanjian tonight.

The two parted ways at the door of the liquor store, and from the dim light of the liquor store, they saw that Nanjian stepped on his horse and then waved at him, while Sato Jiro put his right hand on his left chest and nodded to the other. In the end, Nanjian rode his horse in the direction of Mt. Ushito, but Jiro Sato returned the way he came.

The darkness of the night plunged the two of them into deep darkness. (To be continued.) )