A luxury motorcade left the airport and headed toward the city.
Luoyang was sitting in a Crown car, looking at the scenery outside the window. The scenery was not very wide. Occasionally, a village flashed by, with telegraph poles and a house, as well as fields and woods. It was nothing special. However, because it is a temperate zone
In the maritime monsoon climate, there are always sea breezes blowing, and there are almost no clouds in the sky, which looks very blue and clean.
Then, Ye Zi and Song Meiqi appeared in Luoyang's mind without any warning, staring at him with two pairs of big eyes, one big and one small, as if to remind him not to do anything bad.
Luoyang glanced at himself subconsciously, and a strange smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.
Last night, he thought Ye Zi was just talking, but he didn't know that she actually drew a monkey on him. She also warned him that he would have to undergo an examination when he went back. If the monkey climbed higher or disappeared, he would have to settle accounts with him.
.
He became depressed. How long can the monkey painted with oil paints control?
"Luoyang Sang, is there anywhere you want to go? I'll take you there." Sun Shangxiang, who was also in the car, asked.
Luoyang looked back and thought for a moment: "I searched yesterday and some netizens said that Feitian Xindi is the most fun, and the recommendation index is five stars. If possible, I want to go and check it out."
Sun Shangxiang stared at Luoyang with a strange expression on his face.
Luoyang asked curiously: "What's wrong?"
"Luoyang Sang, why do you want to go to that place?"
"Isn't that a tourist attraction?"
"There are many small buildings there. Each small building is a scenic spot. If you really want to go, I can take you to see it." Sun Shangxiang's expression was strange.
"What else is there besides the small building?" Luoyang felt that if it was just a small building, it would be of little value.
Sun Shangxiang glanced at the man next to him with a strange look again, and sighed: "Well, in every small building there there is an old woman, waving to you enthusiastically, and a beautiful young lady performing her talents.
"
"What talent?" Luoyang imagined such a scene, but his imagination was too poor to produce a rendering.
Sun Shangxiang gave Luoyang a roll of his eyes: "In your words, you can play, play, and sing everything. Do you want to try it?"
Luoyang suddenly felt that something was wrong with the situation, so he kept silent cautiously, and then took out his mobile phone to find Du Niang to understand again.
After reading the more detailed introduction, Luoyang felt very embarrassed and said: "Forget it, I won't go to that Feitian Xindi."
Sun Shangxiang smiled: "How about I take you to a hot spring?"
Luoyang thought for a moment and said, "I won't go."
Sun Shangxiang asked in surprise: "Why?"
Luoyang smiled back: "I'm allergic to hot springs."
It certainly can't be said that Ye Zi doesn't want him to go, let alone that the monkey is drowning or something, a man wants face.
Sun Shangxiang pursed his lips and said, "You are indeed a Shu man."
"Huh?" Luoyang was stunned for a moment, "Miss Sun, what do you mean?"
"Rake your ears."
Luoyang: "..."
Being able to know "raking ears" shows that Sun Shangxiang is a very powerful Hua Guotong.
But is this the point?
The motorcade turned a corner when it was about to enter downtown Osaka, drove forward for more than ten kilometers, and then came to a mountain.
There is a manor on the mountain. A stone wall surrounds most of the mountain. The theme building is a Japanese-style dormitory, which is very majestic.
Without Sun Shangxiang's introduction, Luoyang knew that there was Soseki's residence. The dormitory building was something that only the great nobles could enjoy during the Fuso Shogunate era. Based on this alone, you can guess that Soseki's mansion has a history of at least several hundred years.
It's a real castle. But I don't know which declining nobleman bought it from.
No, the knowledge I gained from Du Niang last night will come in handy now.
When the convoy arrived at the gate, two Fuso men in suits and ties pushed the gate open, and then
Stand on the roadside and bow.
The motorcade drove directly into the front yard and stopped by the pond in front of the shindenzukuri.
Luoyang and Sun Shangxiang got out of the car, and Sun Soseki also got out of the car in front. He looked here and said with a smile...
"Mr. Luo, the humble abode has arrived."
This is what I mean, humble house?
If this was a humble house, Luoyang felt that his own small villa was almost at the level of a bird's nest.
"Mr. Luo, if you are not tired, let me take you for a walk and get familiar with the environment. I have some things to deal with here, so I can't accompany you for the time being. Let's have dinner together in the evening." Sunmon Soseki said.
Luoyang nodded: "Mr. Sunmen, when can I see the patient?"
Sunmon Soseki said: "I have made arrangements here, and you will probably be able to see him tomorrow morning."
"Okay." Luoyang said.
Sunmon Soseki bowed.
Luoyang leaned forward and lowered his head.
Sonmon Soseki left with a group of people.
"Luoyang Sang, come with me, I'll take you for a walk." Sun Shangxiang was smiling and couldn't wait to be a guide.
"Thank you for your hard work." Luoyang bowed his head in greeting.
When in town, do as the Romans do.
Sun Shangxiang took Luoyang around. The Japanese-style dry landscape and Caoan-style teahouse left a deep impression on Luoyang. It looked simple, but it was quite artistic.
Later, Sun Shangxiang took Luoyang to a building near the backyard.
This is Soseki's private collection room. As soon as he entered Luoyang, he saw several sets of samurai armors and weapons from the shogunate era. There were also some artworks and antiques, many of which seemed to have been passed down from China, including porcelain.
, calligraphy and painting, Buddha head and so on.
In fact, they are all stolen goods.
Sun Shangxiang took two wooden swords from a wooden stand and threw one to Luoyang.
Luoyang took the wooden sword and said in confusion: "Miss Sun, what are you doing?"
"I have been practicing swordplay since I was a child, and I also know that you are very powerful. Let's give it a try." Sun Shangxiang bowed to Luoyang.
This time Luoyang did not follow the Romans, because if he returned the courtesy at this time, he would be accepting the challenge. He waited for Sun Shangxiang to stand up straight before saying: "There is no need for a competition. I have never learned swordsmanship, so I should not be your opponent."
"Luoyang Sang, are you looking down on me?" Sun Shangxiang frowned slightly, and his usually gentle face suddenly became fierce.
Luoyang was speechless: "That's not what I meant, I really..."
Sun Shangxiang interrupted Luoyang: "I am the descendant of the Two-Sword Style, and the representative of the style is the great swordsman Miyamoto Musashi!"
"Who?" Luoyang heard it for the first time.
But it was this true reaction that further stimulated Sun Shangxiang. She even thought that Luoyang was looking down on her, and by the way, he was looking down on Miyamoto Musashi, the great swordsman of the Two-Tool style.
"Ah - look at the sword!" Sun Shangxiang shouted, holding the wooden sword tightly in both hands, he rushed forward and struck Luoyang on the shoulder with one sword.
Luoyang reached out, grabbed Sun Shangxiang's collar with his right hand, took a wrong step, stretched his right foot behind Sun Shangxiang, pushed and stumbled, and the next second Sun Shangxiang was lying on the ground.
In a second, or a little longer, a young and vigorous Fuso female swordsman was subdued.
This is the reaction and speed of the ancestral witch spirit body.
Sun Shangxiang stared at the man holding her collar with her big black eyes, her eyes flashing with the most complicated light in her life, including fear, awe, nervousness, confusion, confusion, shame, unwillingness...
Only the slightly sunken hand was ignored.
Something felt wrong in his hand. Luoyang hurriedly withdrew his hand and turned the embarrassment into a topic: "Well, I really haven't learned swordsmanship. That sword strike you just made was very powerful."
Sun Shangxiang raised the corner of her mouth and stretched out her hand: "Aren't you going to pull me up?"
Luoyang also felt a little rude, so he reached out and grabbed her hand, preparing to pull her up.