Chapter 192 - [Silence]

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The wife sent her husband to the battlefield, and the mother told her son to fight the Oriental, and the young Japanese people swallowed up the country.

The whole people rose up to protect their homeland, and the Japanese were all killed. Heaven and reason are brilliant and cannot be insulted, how can they be allowed to go crazy again. The robbers of the year are still there, so what's the use of laughing and resenting and hating. Many acts of injustice were eventually abandoned, and justice was promoted in a great country.

Your light touch is the source of my motivation. ）

In fact, the imperial shadow had come out of the mountain half a month ago, and I heard that the country was in danger, and there was a peerless master who took advantage of the king to lead the army to invade. The other party is also a master of making swords, so the imperial shadow immediately agreed to go out of the mountain.

Huangying is not only superb in martial arts, but also in mind and wisdom.

Listening to Junichiro Kamimu talk about the situation of the king, he knew that no matter how high his martial arts were, it would be difficult for one person to compete with the elite expeditionary force of the Central Plains, so he let Junichiro Kamimu return to Kyoto first, and he went to accept his subordinates for his own use.

When Huangying first debuted more than ten years ago, he challenged everywhere in order to prove the way of the sword, and there were many defeated subordinates under his name. Those people's martial arts are far from him, but they all have unique martial arts and abilities, and now he wants to go out of the mountains to resist the barbarians of the Central Plains, and the first thing he thinks of is two talents who can sit down.

They are the Koga ninja Kazama Taro in Edo, and the Iga ninja Hattori Masanari of the "Iga 49 Temple" in Nara.

Edo is located in the eastern part of Honshu and is part of the domain of the daimyo Hojo clan, and Kazema Taro was originally a powerful retainer of the Hojo clan. Imperial Shadow traveled south from Hokkaido Island, and the nearest one was Edo, so he planned to take in Kazemataro first.

Edo is close to the sea, and there are a large number of fishermen who depend on the water for their livelihood. When the morning sun rises, you can see the sea in the distance, and the sunrise on the sea is dazzling and colorful, which is a great sight.

And the dawn of the sun, it is also the time when the fishermen go out to fish, in the glow, more than a dozen fishing boats row out to sea, is about to go to the sea to fish.

Suddenly, in the glow of the sea, a man and a boat shuttled.

A two-foot long boat, without sails and oars, shuttled through the sea like this. The sun is rolling on the top, and the sea is surging below. A young man, in his thirties, with a big knife on his waist, shuttled like a sea god.

When the fishermen who went out to sea saw this, they were so shocked that they stopped their oars and froze.

"What's that? a human or a ghost?...... a fisherman cried.

The other stared, physically and mentally shocked, and replied tremblingly: "No, it's not a human, it's not a ghost, it must be the god of the sea." Don't you see? A boat without oars and sails, but it can shuttle quickly, and the glow of the sky is just his foil, he must be the god of the sea......"

As soon as these words came out, all the fishermen knelt on the boats and bowed to the boats flying in the distance.

In an instant, the boat crossed to the shore, and the face of the man was clear, the water chestnut was like a knife, and the sharp spirit was like a rainbow, which gave people a sense of oppression unnaturally.

The fishermen were first shocked by his appearance momentum, and even if they saw only one person, they were still revered as gods.

Coming here, he was going to Edo to collect the Imperial Shadow of Wind Demon Taro as his subordinate, and what he was carrying on his waist was the Silent Divine Sword that was famous in the past.

There is a legend about the imperial shadow, his sword, his people, and his knife skills, which is rarely known among the common people, but everyone knows it in the Dongying rivers and lakes.

In the past, there was no divine power to invade the Dongying rivers and lakes, and at that time, the Imperial Shadow had already retreated in Hokkaido to learn the sword technique, and because of the terrible nature of the Imperial Shadow, even the absolute gods who were invincible back then did not dare to go to the Imperial Shadow's retreat to disturb.

Huang Ying looked at the kneeling fisherman, there was no expression on his face, the Silence Knife was on his waist, and his hand was placed on the Silence Knife, so as to suppress the peerless edge of the knife. Otherwise, just the sharp edge of this knife was enough to hurt the hearts of these ordinary fishermen.

Silence is so terrifying, what kind of knife is it?

Those memories of the horror will always be hidden in the heart of the emperor and cannot be forgotten.

Silence, I don't know what year and month it was forged, and I don't know how many years it has been waiting to find its master?

As a result, the descendants of the knife caster have held knife test conferences from generation to generation, only hoping to find its owner from the ethereal Dongying rivers and lakes.

More than 10 years ago, another knife trial conference was held.

As soon as I sat on the mountain where the boulders were piled up, the silence was inserted in a boulder, and the knife test meeting was held, and the surrounding area of the boulder was already surrounded by a large group of people who wanted to win the knife.

The descendant of the knife caster who presided over the knife trial meeting was also gray-haired, and in the face of everyone, he hoped that someone could become the master of the silence. With great expectations, the old man finally pressed down the restless chatter, and said loudly: "Everyone, this is the sword that my ancestor spent half his life forging-Silence!"

He was about to continue the introduction, when someone saw that there was nothing strange about the silence, and a big man in the crowd immediately said disdainfully: "Ah...... The blade of this knife is dull, it doesn't look like the rumored Amazing Treasure Knife at all, bad old man, are you trying to make us happy?"

The old man glanced at the big man and said forcefully: "You are wrong! Although it seems to be unremarkable, it has been a hundred years since it was cast, and no one can still mention it. Because the knife feels a hundred years of loneliness, the edge is restrained, but it is an extremely fierce appearance!"

The crowd was in an uproar, and another one-eyed man stared at the silence in disbelief: "What? No one has been able to mention it for a hundred years?"

The old man nodded and said, "Hmm!" Even my ancestor was able to forge this knife back then, but this knife was so sharp that even he couldn't control it. Therefore, although the Silent Knife is my family heirloom, I see that it has been lonely for more than a hundred years, like a pile of scrap metal, I really can't bear it! Today's knife trial meeting is to hope to find a matching owner for it!"

The big man who asked the question for the first time meditated in his heart when he heard this: "Since it is really a peerless knife, it is better to try the knife first, if you can mention it, it will become my bag at that time!"

Thinking of this, he came out of the crowd and sneered proudly: "Hehe! No matter how heavy this knife is, it can't weigh people, and Lao Tzu doesn't believe that he can't lift it!"

Looking at his proud look, it's not that he doesn't believe that he can't lift the Silent Knife, but it's as if the Silent Knife has been lifted by him and has become something in his pocket!

However, only hearing the sound of "click", the big man who went up to lift the knife suddenly screamed, and as soon as his hands held the hilt, his ten fingers were cut off by the natural edge of the silent knife, and the blood surged!

The crowd took a few steps back, their eyes full of horror!

The old man seemed to be used to it, and said lightly: "See, no one has ever been able to mention the silence for a hundred years, not because it is heavy, but because it is extremely sharp, even if it is the handle of the knife, it is still profitable!"

Seeing that the biao-shaped man failed to mention the silence, the one-eyed man snorted lightly and stepped forward to stab.

"What a powerful murder knife! But my iron palms are invulnerable, and it will definitely not help me!"

Although he is invulnerable to the iron palm, he has learned from the past, and carefully reaches for the hilt!

"Click......" The same sound, the same experience as the former.

"Ah......" screamed in pain, and the one-eyed man howled like a pig, just like the big man, he was tragically cut off!

The old man stared at the silence and sighed: "Alas, although the knife is a good knife, it is a pity that it is too good, and it is still difficult to find a master who can control it!"

The old man paused for a moment and glanced at the crowd: "Everyone, is there anyone who would like to come up and give it a try?"

The crowd retreated, and a teenager whispered, "Wow! Who would dare to try such a vicious knife at the risk of cutting off its fingers?"

"I dare!"

The crowd was startled by this voice, and they all retreated, only to see that there was still one person left in the field, it was the imperial shadow, he stared at the silence, and said coldly: "Those who are afraid of knives are not worthy of using knives at all!"

The old man was slightly stunned, looked at the imperial shadow and nodded secretly: "This person has a strong face, which is quite intimidating...... I wish he could mention the silence!"

Huang Ying walked towards the silence and said coldly: "As a swordsman, if you want to let the 'knife' cut through the thorns for you, you must first have the courage to sacrifice for the sword!"

"Haha......" There was a burst of laughter from the crowd, as if they were laughing at the madness of the imperial shadow!

Knowing that their hands will be cut off by a knife, there are people who have the courage to try the knife, it's no wonder that they are not crazy!

"Silence, let me try you!" Shadow ignored anyone's ridicule, and reached for the hilt of his sword, for he already felt that some kind of power seemed to be calling on the blade.

Everyone's eyes widened, and all eyes were fixed on the hand of the Imperial Shadow!

The Emperor's hand grasped the hilt of the knife, but his fingers were not broken, not even a single one, not even the skin was broken at all!

"Ahh

The Emperor's hands holding the knife were trembling slightly, and the old man stared at his hands and gave a thumbs up: "Admire! Your Excellency's kung fu is amazing! But no matter how strong you are, you won't be able to support it for long!"

Huang Ying not only trembled his hands, but also trembled all over his body, his eyes were firmly fixed on the silence in his hand, and he whispered to himself: "Silence seems to be spontaneously repelling me with a knife force and forcing me to let go?"

Seeing the persistence of the imperial shadow, the old man kindly persuaded him: "Little brother, don't be reckless! I once wanted to suppress it with my own skills, but unfortunately, in the end, the ten fingers of my hands were still abolished by it!"

As he spoke, he stretched out a pair of thin hands to show Huang Ying, only to see his hands with criss-crossing scars on their palms, which was shocking!

The old man said, "In my opinion, you should give up as soon as possible! Maybe you will have time to keep your hands!"

Huang Ying glanced at the old man and snorted coldly: "Hmph! Even you, a person with astonishment, are not willing to sacrifice for it, no wonder Astonishing is so lonely and resentful! I have begun to sympathize with this knife now!"

The old man sighed: "Alas, if you don't listen to my advice, you will only take the blame on yourself!"

The Emperor's Shadow Zhi was as strong as iron, and he seemed to have been cast together with his hand and his heart.

The next morning, the morning sun was rising, and it was a new day. The old man and the boy came again, the imperial shadow was still there, and the little boy pointed at the imperial shadow and exclaimed: "Master, look, this guy has been clenched and stunned all night!"

At this time, Huangying's hands were already wounded like a mess, and the blood flowing from the wound had soaked the entire knife! His face was as pale as a blank piece of paper, and his whole person did not move, like a zombie, condensed with the Silent Knife.

"Could he be dead?" The old man hurriedly walked to the emperor's side, stretched out his hand to put his hand on his right shoulder, and sighed softly: "Alas, although you have a strong determination to sacrifice for the sword, you were still killed by the knife in the end!

As soon as he finished speaking, the old man suddenly retracted his hand as if he had been electrocuted, and exclaimed, "Ah, what...... How could that be......? It turned out to be like a knife...... Sharp!ah, isn't it...... He... His people have and knives... Blended into one?"

The imperial shadow suddenly shouted, his figure rose from the ground, and he swung his knife and slashed at the stone wall on his side, the knife was like a splash of wind, like thunder!

An earth-shattering knife instantly split a deep mark on the entire stone wall.

The imperial shadow floated to the ground, staring at the astonishment in his hand, and his face was full of red light: "Okay! Stunned! You are finally moved by me, and you are radiant again!"

Indeed, as he said, the astonishing silence is no longer yesterday's astonishment, but it is already a cold and unbelievable sight -- "Astonishing!

The sudden change proved that the knife had found its owner, and the old man was so surprised that even his voice trembled: "Really...... Unexpectedly, your blood ...... It's really ...... to be moved by the silence Great!"

Huang Ying glanced at the old man and said coldly, "Old man, this knife belongs to me!"

The old man nodded, and presented a black scabbard with both hands: "Yes! and the scabbard of astonishment, can you take it too?"

Huangying took the scabbard, and with a "click", the knife entered the scabbard, turned around and strode away without looking back!

The old man watched the back of the imperial shadow leave, and muttered, "Okay...... Since he can already hold the knife, he is the only one who has the strength to put the knife into the sheath!"

The boy suddenly pointed to the stone wall and exclaimed, "Master, look at the cliff, there is a ...... Blood!"

The old man hurriedly looked towards the cliff, only to see that there was a long blood mark where the imperial shadow had slashed with the knife just now! However, he already knew the reason, and his face was calm: "Don't panic, this blood is the blood of the person who was dyed on the blade of the Silence Knife just now! The Silence Knife is fast and leaves no traces, if it weren't for his blood, this knife mark would not have been found at all!"

After a pause, he said, "It seems that we can't stay here for a long time!"

As he spoke, the old man walked along the path without looking back, and the little boy followed closely behind him!

After they walked half a mile, they suddenly heard a loud "boom", and the cliff behind them collapsed. The little boy was shocked, but the old man did not look back, as if he had expected it......

Memories faded from his mind, and the Imperial Shadow looked at the kneeling fishermen and asked word by word, "Where is the Daimyo Mansion of the Hojo clan?"

A fisherman subconsciously stretched out his hand to point out the direction, and the emperor's figure moved, and the person disappeared in an instant. The fishermen came back to their senses, and some people exclaimed in surprise: "He has a sharp edge, no, it can't be that he is going to find Hojo-sama's bad luck!"

Another person sneered: "How is it possible, Lord Hojo is strong in martial arts, there are many retainers in the house, and the first retainer Wind Demon Taro is the best among the Koga ninjas, although this person is powerful, he will not be stupid enough to send him to death!"

"Who knows!" the fishermen murmured secretly, these things really have nothing to do with them as small fishermen, it is still important to go out to sea to fish quickly, the wives and children at home are still waiting for them to support their families!