Moon Black Wind Gao Aunt Haunted

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Aoto has a new sword called Mutsu Mori Yoshiyuki, and today is the second day he has forged it.

Today, on behalf of Honmaru of Qingtu, he came to attend the meeting of the fifth day of junior high school.

As mentioned earlier, this is a very important meeting, which is related to the life and death of Honmaru. Only when all five initial knives are present can the identity of the next judge be determined.

However, although Yoshimitsu Hakuyama who provided the information is an "insider", he is not a five-year-old swordsman, so he does not know what is going on in the fifth-year meeting.

"Everything is up to you to play by ear."

Last night, Kohomaru and California Kiyomitsu, two highly respected swords in Honmaru, had a conversation with Mutsu Mori Yoshiyuki, who was just 4 hours old.

That's right, it's about the fifth day meeting.

"After all, the situation of our god judges is special, so you have to appear more sophisticated." California Kiyomitsu asked Mutsu Shoujixing carefully.

"You have to look like you're a regular."

Xiaohuwan changed his previous lazy sitting posture, and also instructed in detail, "Pretend to go there often, if you look too young, you will definitely be questioned more."

All in all, Mutsu Mori Yoshiyuki, who was born only 4 hours ago, has to use the image of an "old driver" to attend the fifth day meeting.

"Ah... I understand this." Mutsu Mori Yoshiyuki scratched his head, "Indeed, no matter how you look at it, it seems suspicious to be cramming the sword you just forged to attend the meeting."

"When I registered, I concealed it a little bit, and it was completely fine. I can rest assured that no one will come here to ask."

Mutsu Mori Yoshiyuki is a bit disapproving, it's no wonder that this Honmaru is also a new Honmaru, and it has existed for less than half a year. If he is asked to pretend to be a sword that has been awakened for more than ten years, he will reveal his secrets, but let him pretend to forge it for a few months. Yes, it's not too simple.

Makes sense.

Kokomaru nodded, since Mutsu Mori Yoshiyuki knew it well, he didn't instruct him any more, what Mutsu Mori Yoshiyuki said made sense, they seemed—really don't need to be nervous?

Anyway, don't make any trouble.

……

Early in the morning.

Oh, maybe this time can no longer be called early morning. California Kiyomitsu, Kasen Kanesada, and the tachi jungler have all left Honmaru to attend the fifth day meeting.

And Mutsu Mori Yoshiyuki and Yamabuki Kirigayoshi still stood at the gate of Honmaru, looking at each other.

For a moment, Mutsu Mori Yoshiyuki patted Nagayoshi on the shoulder, trying to ease the atmosphere and speak first.

"Did you also set aside time to sleep in at the meeting of Yamabuchi Kunihiro? It's too humane."

Nagayoshi turned his head and looked at Mutsu Mori Yoshiyuki with a subtle expression, "No, because those Yamabuki Kunihiro didn't know what to think, they set the location in the most suburban area of ​​Wanya, so they gave more time."

After finishing speaking, Yamabuchi Nagayoshi expressed hesitant to speak, "You...you set the time later, is it really because you want to set aside time for sleeping?"

Mutsu Mori Yoshiyuki silently turned his head, saying that he didn't want to answer Yamabukiri Nagayoshi's question.

The two swordsmen stood silently by the side of the road, like two young Internet addicts who were waiting to meet with netizens, but they were both released.

Who am I, where am I, and how do I go to the fifth day meeting?

After calming down for a while, Yamabukiri Nagayoshi and Mutsu Mori Yoshiyuki decided...to take a taxi.

Believe it or not, there are taxis in Wanwu, and it is quite easy to take a taxi. Basically, there is a taxi parked nearby as soon as you wave.

... Well, it's really strange that Wanwu has a taxi. It involves a series of economic chains and foreign population, so let's leave it at that.

Yamabuki Choyoshi gathered his white cloak tightly and sat down in the back seat of the taxi, while Mutsu Mori Kichiyuki took the passenger seat.

"Where are you going, brother Mutsumori?" The driver was a middle-aged uncle, and at first glance he looked like a retired father who couldn't be free to work part-time.

Mutsu Mori Yoshiyuki leaned on the seat and waved casually at the driver, "The fifth day of the junior high school meeting, in the restaurant on the side of Wanwu Bakery."

In terms of distance, the meeting place of Mutsu Moriyoshi is closer. Yamabukiri Nagayoshi is going to ask the driver to send Mutsu Moriyoshi first, and then drags himself to the meeting place of Yamabuakiri Kunikiro outside the wilderness.

As soon as the driver stepped on the accelerator, the car drove away, and the messy pendant hanging on the front mirror of the car kept shaking due to inertia.

"Brother Mutsumori, isn't it your first time to go to the fifth day meeting?" The driver suddenly said something.

what?

Mutsu Mori Yoshiyuki choked for a moment, and immediately turned his head to stare at the taxi driver. He didn't understand why he was seen through by this ordinary driver within a minute of getting in the car.

"Other Mutsu Shoujixing, every day, will raise their eyebrows, and then tell me-the old place, you know."

The driver glanced at the co-pilot, "As detailed as you said, it's all newcomers going there for the first time."

There was a snort from the back seat of the taxi, and Mutsu Mori Yoshiyuki turned his head to stare, which made Yamabukiri Nagayoshi suppress his laughter.

The driver didn't finish his sentence, "Of course, there's one more thing - it's such a short distance, it's rare for Mutsu Shouyoshi to take a taxi."

Less than 2 minutes after driving, the driver turned a corner, controlled the taxi to stop, then poked his head out of the window, pointed to the street corner outside, "Here we are, that's it"

Is this so close?

Mutsu Mori Yoshiyuki was silent for a long time, and finally thanked him awkwardly, and got out of the car.

No, it seems that it is not so easy to pretend to be old-fashioned. To be recognized by an ordinary taxi driver at a glance... Mutsu Mori Yoshiyuki touched his nose in embarrassment, and then became serious in an instant. Next, he has to behave well .

No, it should be more casual, Mutsu Mori Yoshiyuki tried his best to show himself relaxed, and then went upstairs with not easy steps.

As soon as he entered the restaurant, the front desk greeted him immediately. The Mutsu Mori Yoshiyuki who came at this time must have come to attend the fifth day meeting.

For a while, the clever Mutsu Mori Yoshiyuki didn't say anything, and followed the waiter at the front desk to go upstairs.

After all, it was paid by the government, the venue was well decorated, and it was one of the top high-end venues, but Mutsu Mori Yoshiyuki controlled himself, stared straight ahead indifferently, and did not look around.

——Although he really wanted to look around, there were a lot of photos on the wall, and he seemed to have seen a group photo of the current boss of the Shizhi Government/Government and the chairman of the hotel just now.

You know, the wretched-looking chairman of the hotel took a photo with the current political boss in military uniform, which looked very much like the city/management, and the skewer seller caught by the city/management.

No, you have to hold back, his Mutsu Shoujixing is very reliable!

"Mr. Mutsu Mori Yoshiyuki, is this your first time here?" The receptionist walked to the entrance of the venue, turned around and made a standard "please come in" gesture.

Mutsu Mori Yoshiyuki stood where he was, he was stunned for a moment, and then tried to think about how he had exposed his identity by that sentence... No, he didn't say a word!

"How did you find out?" Mutsu Mori Yoshiyuki stared at the front desk clerk, "How do you know, it's my first time here?"

The front desk clerk was taken aback by Mutsu Moriyoshiyuki's question, and then his eyes drifted a little.

"You were the only one who didn't complain that my chairman looked like a skewer peddler caught by the city/management when you passed by the corridor for a group photo." The receptionist had a very complicated expression, "Really...is there such a resemblance?"

Mutsu Mori Yoshiyuki: "...a little bit."

"By the way, one more thing is that you Mutsu Mori Yoshiyuki is a swordsman who is good at making friends." The receptionist adjusted his expression and continued.

"Generally, Mutsu Mori Yoshiyuki came once, and the second time was with Mutsu Mori Yoshiyuki from other Honmaru." Just as the front desk clerk finished speaking, there was a burst of noise.

Four Mutsu Mori Yoshiyuki from different Honmaru crossed their shoulders and walked to the venue together with their companions. For some reason, the four of them couldn't laugh together. They saw Mutsu Mori Yoshiyuki in Qingtu from a distance, and immediately Just start saying hello.

"Yo, buddy came here quite early, did you see the photo of the owner of this store and the current political boss just now? Hahahahaha, it's like being caught selling skewers by the city/management, hahaha..."

Mutsu Mori Yoshiyuki of Qingtu glanced awkwardly at the front desk clerk next to him, not knowing whether to cooperate with the smile or not.

"What are you doing here, let's go, let's go in." Four Mutsu Moriyoshi, shoulder to shoulder, walked over, patted Qingtu artist Mutsu Moriyoshi on the shoulder, and led him into the venue.

It seems that it is the first time for him to come to the fifth day meeting of Xindao, and he can't hide it completely.

After registering at the gate, Mutsu Moriyoshi of Qingtu walked in and found an empty seat to sit down. Originally, he had come early, but after some delay, some leader at the desk had already started to speak.

This person looked familiar, and Mutsu Mori Yoshiyuki from Qingtu held his pen and thought for a long time with vacant eyes, and suddenly realized that this is the skewer seller who was arrested by the city/management... Isn't this the chairman of the hotel.

Suddenly, Mutsu Mori Yoshiyuki was a little curious about what he was going to say.

Listening, suddenly, a strange Mutsu Mori Yoshiyuki next to him came over, leaned over to Qingtu's Mutsu Mori Yoshiyuki, and whispered:

"Are you a new knife, buddy?"

Being pierced through the vest again, Mutsu Mori Yoshiyuki of Qingtu's family was very calm. He turned his head and asked calmly, "How do you know?"

"This guy speaks on stage every year, but no one listens seriously." Mutsu Mori Yoshiyuki from the other Honmaru pointed around.

"Look, only the new knives are listening carefully, the half-new knives are playing with their mobile phones, and the senior knives, eh, I mean the knives that have been forged for the longest time, have sneaked out to play... I am also Ready to slip."

Immediately afterwards, he pointed to the pen and notebook in the hands of Mutsu Moriyoshi of Qingtu.

"You still take notes? Tell me... how long did you just come out of the oven?"

Mutsu Mori Yoshiyuki of Qingtu calmly looked at himself who was about to slip away, and sighed silently.

Are all of you knives named Sherlock Holmes?

"Since you didn't listen carefully, then I'll tell you one thing." Mutsu Mori Yoshiyuki of Qingtu's family didn't intend to pretend, keep it simple, his way of life is simple, he is not an actor, don't design these plots.

"Do you know why every meeting we hold on the fifth day of the new year is held in this restaurant?" Qingtu artist Mutsu Mori Yoshiyuki asked back.

When he asked, Mutsu Mori Yoshiyuki, who was about to slip away, was stunned. Indeed, he hadn't thought about this question, and he didn't listen carefully.

"Because the owner of this restaurant..."

"I made my fortune buying skewers at a stall in front of Sakamoto's house."

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