Jiang Xue: Humph, I haven't paid enough deposit, I won't show you my baby brothers! This is probably the charm of the monk, right? Wu Ji Zhenzong paused and fell half a step. Looking at the blue figure in Jiang Xue's left words in front of him, the green leaves around him sprinkled with the sinking of time, he looked back and waved to the other two partners, and followed together.

If you want to talk about Hase Temple, it is not only the Pure Land Sect Temple, but also a place full of beautiful scenery. You can see a special scene whenever you come. The cherry blossom journey in spring, the sea view in summer, the purple sun flowers in autumn, and the snow in winter, it is also a rare scene in the world during this period, right?

However, when you see the sunny terrace, you can overlook the city and the seaside. Although you are on an expedition, it is also good to see the scenery. With this mood, they did not stop it. Compared to Jiang Xuezuo's words choosing to stop history, it is naturally better to see the scenery.

The breeze came, taking away the anxiety and sultry. Jiang Xuezuo's long hair dissipated with the wind. The faint sorrow in his eyes could not be waved. He paused his foot and looked up at the top of the end point, turned around, and stood there waiting for the three people behind him. Perhaps because they were all sword men, they were both sword men. They were already physically good. Even Jiang Xuezuo's calligraphy was so low that they could reach the high point without breathing. What's more, these sword men were almost full of sword men. Although they had a fight on the road, they still reached the high point at a faster speed.

Today, Hasebe has not experienced the decline after the Yuanhong Rebellion and its resurrection. It still maintains its original appearance. The observation deck of later generations has not been built, but this suitable location for viewing the sea has not disappeared, just waiting for people to dig.

Jiang Xuezuowen stood on the stone, looking down at the earth, full of the last vitality of the Kamakura era, lively streets, patrolling samurai, and the blue sea in the distance, like jaspers, shining in the sun, the seagulls turned into a few white spots, soaring on the sea.

"Ah, it looks great!" Hakata Fuji Shiro stood on tiptoe, half-hiding his eyes, widened his eyes and looked at the scenery, laughing, "Great harvest!"

"Yes, it's so lucky that it's Qingtian today. If it fogs, you won't be able to see it." Wu Ji Zhenzong put his waist on his back and nodded.

"Beautiful scenery." Taro Tadao nodded in approval, then turned his eyes to the quiet Jiang Xuezuo Wenzi, who was sitting there, "Have you ever seen such a scene?"

"Jiang Xuezhai often brings me here to understand the Buddhist path." Jiang Xue nodded in the left handwriting and said lightly.

"Ezexuezhai? Is it my Lord Onebe Okamyosui?" Taro Tadao recalled the past of Ezexue and silently picked out the existence that had the greatest impact on Ezexue. This is how it was the descendant of the Hojo clan who had been a monk for several years and who was still reborn in the end but loved peace very much.

Thinking silently about the sad words of Jiang Xuezuo's words, and then thinking of Jiang Xuezhai's personality, the feeling of being like the owner came naturally. Taro Tadao smiled faintly because his body is relatively large and basically no one can use him. So he has been staying in the shrine all year round. He has seen all kinds of people, and people like them have also seen them.

Jiang Xuezuo smiled slightly in writing, "Yes."

The rare smile is like the proud plum blossoms that suddenly bloom on the original ice field, as bright as stars.

"If there is no war in the world...then there will be more happiness in this world." Jiang Xuezuo muttered, shaking her sleeves and turning to leave, "Aren't you going to seek resources on the expedition?"

"Huh? It's rare, Jiang Xue took the initiative to propose action." Hakata Fuji Shiro jumped and ran to Jiang Xue Zuo's words, a little surprised.

When he spoke out of the formation before, Jiang Xuezuo's writing always looked sad and sad. He was not as active as he is now. It seems that things are really natural except for the formation and there will be no resistance.

As the financial power of Honmaru, Hakata Shiro touched his chin and felt that he could go to Sanri Moon Sect to find more words from Jiang Xuezuo to come to the expedition. Since he was not resistant to this matter, he could improve his training and collect resources. How great is it, it was like killing three birds with one stone.

His eyes lit up, and Shiro Hakata stared at Jiang Xuezuo's words until Jiang Xue had doubts.

Weirdly, why did Bodo keep looking at me, his eyes are so bright... Don't flash your eyes. Even if you look cute, you will never be as cute as Xiaoye's naturally! Jiang Xuezuowen complained in her heart with expressionless expression, and decided to pretend that she hadn't seen anything, and lifted her feet and passed by him as if nothing had happened.

"Hmm? Are these guys?"

A voice came from his body, and Jiang Xuezuo's words couldn't help but stop the footsteps that were about to go down the mountain, turned the Rosary's hand and then turned it faster than usual. His calm blue eyes looked at the person with a trace of memories and surprise in his eyes.

Jiang Xuezuo sighed softly, put his hand on the hilt of the knife, looking at the winding path in front of him, or in other words, the area where vegetation was somewhat sparse by many people, and looked at Shiro Hakata, beside him.

They were carrying a basket on their backs, which contained the resources obtained from this expedition. They should have returned here, but before Yaoyan came, they asked them to go nearby to find out if there were any medicines needed for this pill.

After all, the expenses of Honmaru are still a bit large. With so many sword men, even if Hakata and Wuji control the finances, they still cannot avoid some lack. It would be even better if they can bring back more resources during the expedition.

Since the enemy who came to the island of Kii Peninsula was closer to the Izu Seven Islands, they chose to take a casual boat to the nearest island of Izu Seven Islands.

If you want to say that the most famous one in the Izu Qishima is Asahiba, Asahiba is also the purpose of Jiang Xuezuo's text.

Even if you take it back and use it in the Honmaru, you can still hand it over to Shiro Hakata to sell it online, which will definitely add new funds to the Honmaru.

Taro Tadao was walking in the forest with some difficulty. He was a little painful when he was walking through these narrow enemies, and he was often hung with branches from time to time. He would take away a bird's nest as he walked, which made him feel a little miserable.

After a bitter smile, Taro Tadao silently put the nest above his head back on the branches, looked at the inside of the forest, and felt helpless. It was obvious that the Hibis leaves could be purchased directly on the market, but Shiro Hakata insisted on picking them himself.

While sighing, he found some more common herbs from the bushes, picked them and threw them into the basket behind him.

Shiro Hakata turned around and stared at Taro Tadao, touched his chin, muttering, "I always feel like you are talking bad about me..."

Taro Tadao was stunned and pretended that nothing had happened. He seemed very pure and sighed in his heart that the detective ability of the Short Sword is too powerful, especially the polarized Short Sword, which has reached the intuition?

Wuji Zhenzong smiled and used his intuition beyond everyone to guide everyone. He successfully avoided the beasts along the way and found many treasures in the forest. Not long after, the basket behind everyone was already full and had a rich harvest.

Seeing this, Wuji Zhenzong clapped his hands and smiled and said, "Okay, since the collection is almost the same, let's go and pick the Asahi leaves!"

As he said that, his finger pointed in one direction.

Jiang Xuezuo's words looked in the direction he pointed, which was exactly the direction they had just walked.

A few black lines couldn't help but slid down from his forehead. Jiang Xuezuo glanced at the brightly smiling Wuji Zhenzong, and inexplicably felt a sense of crisis, or deep worries:

———The Yoshitsushi Son, one of the consciences of Honmaru, also fell into depravity.

——The little angel of the past has turned white and black!

——The whole Pill seems to have few pure and good people. How can I live in this Pill?

——Would you like to find a book about thick black studies?

Jiang Xuezuo coughed, pretending to be thinking nothing. Under Wuji Zhenzong's confusing gaze, he adjusted the strap on his shoulders so that he could carry the basket more comfortably, and quietly lifted his feet and walked in that direction.

Wuji Zhenzong glanced at him blankly, always thinking that the other party must have thought about something in his mind. What exactly is it?

He touched his chin, threw this doubt behind him, followed closely, and pointed at the direction of his walking.

Well, I don’t care about this issue anymore. Anyway, my intuition tells me that it is not a more important issue, and my intuition will not go wrong.

Shiro Hakata was staring at the largest basket behind Taro Taro. The resources and herbs inside had filled it with them, which made Hakata's eyes shine and exuded a covetous look that made people take a few steps back.

Taro Tadao walked forward as if nothing had happened. Although he had always been a sword worshipped as a shrine, he still knew a lot of knowledge, especially in places where he was looking for things, which was also very reliable. Of course, it would be better if it wasn't for this kind of forest full of restrictions.

He directly chose to ignore the gaze of Shiro Hakata. It was not the first time he cooperated with Hakata. He had long been used to the other party's gaze that was drooling when he stared at resources.

So he took a few fruits indifferently and gave them to everyone to eat. Under Jiang Xuezuo's gaze, he turned his head slightly, and a question mark emerged.

Jiang Xuezuo's words swallowed the doubts in her mouth. She always felt that she was the only one who was a normal person. Even Taro Tadao was a contaminated black-bellied existence!

I wiped the surface of the fruit with a handkerchief, opened my mouth and took a bite. Well, it was crispy, sweet, very much in line with my preferences, and the juice that oozed moistened the thirsty throat, which made him feel a little relaxed.
Chapter completed!