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"It's true! It's all gangsters, it's cruel!"

"Oh……"

"Don't be so perfunctory, at least believe it, and give me a little bit of face, no matter what I said in the past, I was the Four Emperors, known as the owner of the fruit of face."

"How cruel can a person be compared with a ghost?"

"Yes, capitalists are not scarier than evil spirits?"

"I don't understand what you're talking about, where are you going to sleep tonight?"

"Anyway, it's not sleeping in your kitchen, stealing your rice."

"You can sleep, I will give you an extra bed quilt."

"Then can I steal the tribute from your ancestors? It doesn't mean anything else, it's just a debt."

"Uh……"

"gone!"

"Wait a minute..."

"Why, invite me to your house for black tea?"

"Where should I go to find you? You usually appear and disappear. If you don't ask this time, you don't know when we will meet next time."

"You are the eldest son of Liu. I'm a rogue with no fixed place to live. What do you want me to do? I advise you not to have eclectic thoughts of a romantic relationship."

"I..." Zuo Bingwei was silent, the moonlight shone on his feminine side face, and there was a little unnatural blush: "I just want to..."

The young man wearing the fox mask subconsciously took half a step back.Damn it, he actually saw shyness on a man's face.

Subconsciously made an outline... Fuck!

Although there are not many people who are good at the south wind in history, it shouldn’t be, could it be that Masaka...

I have to stay away from him from now on.

"Your sister's..."

"My sister? What happened to Chiyo?"

"It's nothing, I suddenly felt some sense of concern about the future prospects of the Yagyu family."

"what?"

"Farewell!"

Looking at the young man who was running away like a poisoned spear from a non-chief, Yagyu Zuobei raised his arms and lowered his arms, sighing softly.

"I just want to learn the swordsmanship of slaying ghosts."

He realized that if he missed this time, it might take a long time to see you next time.

……

Say you won’t meet, and you really won’t meet. Although they are all in Heianjing, but the living classes are different. One person walks on the palace corridor and the other walks on the dirt grass. They are destined not to meet each other, even if sometimes, only separated with a wall.

The two met again, a year later.

The same is to ask ghosts.

The young man came alone, and Zuobei brought along the disciples of the Yagyu family.

I don't know what he has experienced in this year, but he looks more mature, his facial features are more feminine, and he is also attractive to women. The desire for revenge has not diminished at all, but has become more and more intense.

He found the valley with his disciples, broke into it, and stepped over several lonely tombs.

Then, there are the dead, the dead.

Liu Sheng's left soldier fought until he fainted, and this time he did not escape again, but when he woke up, he was still in the valley.

In the valley under the setting sun, more than a dozen new tombstones quietly appeared.

Chapter 110 Two Ghost Slayers

"Am I not dead yet?"

"Yes."

"Why save me?"

"Why do you have to think about dying?"

"I should actually die in there."

"You can die, but ghosts can't be killed...the spring breeze blows and you are born again."

"Why are there so many evil spirits in this world?"

"It's not that there are so many evil spirits in this world, but Sakurajima has so many evil spirits."

"why?"

"Because Sakurajima's energy is too short, it's different from Shenzhou. From Jiuding Township to the unification of the world, the Qi is like a dragon, and then the dragon's veins collapse. There is always something pressing on it, but Sakurajima is different. It's like It is thin paper floating on the surface of the water, and there will always be unclean things seeping up from below... Killing is endless, even in a hundred lifetimes."

"I think you should have realized that this is not an ordinary lair of evil spirits. At the end of this place, there is a Rashomon. I have checked it, and it will constantly refresh monsters, and the number of them is infinite. Endless."

"Can it be resolved?"

"With the scale of the war, yes, but can you convince the general to launch a war? The mobilization of tens of thousands of soldiers is another gamble on the fate of the country."

"I can try."

"I bet you will fail. The shoguns are not so farsighted. The establishment of the shogunate is to facilitate the rule and maintain stability. Unless the other party launches a war, the internal conflicts cannot be eased. And it has not reached this point yet. Let the samurai and the evil spirits Fighting is also a way to alleviate internal conflicts, how can he be willing to solve it once and for all."

"You say so, General..."

"Don't you like to hear it, but it's the truth."

"What is the solution?"

"As long as anyone can close the Rashomon that leads to the underworld. Maybe...you and I can't do it alone."

"Is there nothing manpower can do? Then why did I bring so many people to die?"

"Don't think so much, people can't be resurrected after death, it's been three days, and it's too late for you to repent... Would you like some rice balls?"

"Can you stop talking and let me feel sad for a while..."

"Okay, would you like some rice balls then?"

"You... I will eat!"

"It's plum-flavored. There's also three-flavored fish flavor and seaweed flavor. You have a good appetite."

"Why do you always carry so many rice balls?"

"Because onigiri are fucking delicious."

"Aren't you tired?"

"Rice ball, you won't get tired of eating it for another ten years."

……

This time, there were heavy casualties in begging ghosts, and less than one tenth of the people came back, which covered up the casualties of Zuo Bingwei's retainers.

Similarly, the number of ghost horns hunted has also dropped a lot. Many surviving warriors said that the evil ghosts have become stronger and more cunning, and they will launch attacks in secret and at night. This is not true. Not a good sign.

The young man still took a hundred ghost horns in exchange for a substantial bounty, and returned to Heian-kyo with Zuobei, and temporarily stayed in a hotel.

Zuo Bingwei was also arranged by his family to recuperate in other places. The excuse was that he was seriously injured, but in fact it was to let him avoid gossip.

During this period, Yagyu Chiyo came to visit Zuobei several times, but unfortunately, Bai Wei did not meet him, which is a pity.

Zuobei said: "Chiyo is indeed a beauty. If you really want to see it, I will ask for a portrait."

The young man rolled his eyes: "Come on, it's just your portrait, a pretty woman with a shoehorn face, just like Zhu Yuanzhang."

Zuo Bingwei shook his head with a smile, and took a bite of the rice ball: "Why is it spicy?"

"Aren't you satisfied with the spicy taste? It's good if you can eat it. I found someone to grow it myself." The young man raised his eyebrows: "You also come to rub my rice balls all day long."

"Well, now I think onigiri is very good, convenient, and the taste is also changeable." Zuo Heiwei said: "But when I was young, I didn't really like rice balls. My mother and younger sister loved them. I was the only one who deliberately hid rice balls. But it is often found by Chiyo, who takes it to the kitchen and heats it up again."

"What about your father? You don't have a father, do you?"

"Yes, of course there is...but that person won't stay at home at all. He likes politics, is good at the art of war and strategy, and deals with high-level generals and shogunate all the year round, so he can make the Yagyu family 1 shi."

"But you are a ghost slayer, and you are fooling around with a down-and-out wanderer all day, shame on you!"

"Did you go crazy and even scold yourself?"

"Aren't you happy to hit me?"

"it is good!"

"Fuck, just come and attack me, an old ronin in his 20s, without martial ethics! Watch me fight five consecutive whips... and kill all directions!"

"I've improved my swordsmanship recently, and I'm almost mastering the move you mentioned."

"what?"

"Secret Sword Tengu Fall!"

……

The days of practicing martial arts are leisurely and free, with no other constraints. The two sides meet every day, occasionally by the river, occasionally in bamboo forests, and occasionally in courtyards. There are many places where there are traces of the two sides fighting. Field battles everywhere, ups and downs , can not be handed over.

The friendship between men has grown deeper and deeper. There have been several life-threatening friendships, several times to ask ghosts in the mountains and forests, and they have naturally become good friends.

Time will always make people slowly change.

Think about when we first met, then gradually became acquainted with each other, and finally became close friends who ate roast pigeon with wine.

Among them, the mental journey can only be extracted from the past lines to clarify the subtle changes during the period one by one.

"I'm Yagyu Sabei, ronin, watch your tone, don't question me, or say, you want to ask about my sword!"

"I owe you a favor. Although I still don't like your debauchery, I will definitely repay the favor."

"This drink is good, and occasionally I find that you can always get good things. Are you the smartest wanderer?"

"Hmph, I'm not helping you. I can eat a few more bowls of rice tonight when I see you are unlucky. It's just this one time. Don't make an exception!"