It turned out that he had been leaning on the branch and blended into the trunk. It was extremely difficult to spot in the daytime, let alone the night. Everyone was shocked and amazed by such a magical skill.
"You seem to have noticed me hiding here early in the morning." The black figure was very confused.
Chang Yu chuckled: "After all, I have watched too many movies."
"Movie?" Black Shadow was startled.
Of course Chang Yu would not be idle at this time to educate him: "Now that it's done, let's show our faces. Maybe we can turn our hostility into friendship."
"It's hard to predict life or death until the end." The dark figure sneered: "Since breaking out is a dead end, what if we break in?"
"Then you give it a try." Chang Yu sneered: "I'll give you a chance to see the coffin." He knew that the killer was still determined and wanted to capture him as a hostage.
"Of course I want to give it a try." The black shadow on the tree suddenly let out a sly laugh. When Kuang Ren opened his bow and was about to shoot, the black shadow suddenly disappeared.
Be careful, almost in an instant, all the masters around Chang Yu took action, Su Jing came up with a sword, Wang Zhengnan waved his sword and cloak, Qing Yi filled with true energy and waved his hands to cover Chang Yu.
There were clanging sounds of swords clashing and sparks flying. Less than ten steps away from Chang Yu, a man dressed in black appeared. Su Jing and Wang Zhengnan and other masters had surrounded him.
"It's not enough to win with less," the black shadow said with a groan. Just now, he made a sudden attack in an attempt to capture Chang Yu as a hostage, but was blocked by Wang Zhengnan's masters. He was indignant at the failure.
Moreover, Chang Yu rolled his eyes: "You are a shameless killer, and now you want to give me justice, so the more will win the less? Even one-on-one, you may not get a good deal."
The shadow man lowered his head and said, "That's true. I didn't expect you to have recruited such a master in the past year." He glanced at Qing Yi beside Chang Yu and said, "There are also strange people and strangers."
Chang Yu smiled and said: "You are also a talented person. If you are willing to join me, you will have a bright future!"
"What good will it do if I take refuge with you?" The shadow man slowly raised his head and looked at Chang Yu. He was less than ten steps away, and there were many torches around him. This time Chang Yu could vaguely see his face clearly, perseverance!
That's right, this was the first word that came to Chang Yu's mind after seeing him clearly. There were two words on his face that looked like it had been carved by a knife and axe, perseverance! Chang Yu was about to speak when he suddenly saw his left hand shaking.
So without thinking, I pulled the trigger.
With a bang, the shadow man screamed, something fell from his hand and rolled far away. He tried to move again, but Chang Yu shot off the long knife in his right hand again, and the shadow man's hands were bleeding profusely.
He didn't moan, but looked shocked: "What is the hidden weapon in your hand? It's so powerful."
"This isn't called a hidden weapon, it's a musket. It's called Wusi. It can penetrate a poplar at a hundred steps without missing a shot and kill people." Chang Yu was very confident.
"Samurai?" The shadow man was startled and murmured: "Samurai, Samurai..."
Chang Yu stared at him and said word by word: "If the predictions are correct, you were originally a Japanese warrior."
The black shadow was startled: "Why...why did you say that?"
Bah, Chang Yu spat: "I am not stupid, I am not stupid. Although you speak Chinese fluently, your accent is stiff, so you are definitely not from the Central Plains or Han. You are short in stature and good at ninjutsu. Although the weapons you use look like Japanese swords,
Even a fool knows that you are from the Japanese country, and you must have been a samurai originally, but for some reason you became a ronin and came to China to do evil!"
The shadowy man lowered his head and sighed, then suddenly raised his head and roared: "That's right! Why do I, a warrior, live in such a desolate state!" He then looked at Su Jing with lightning-like eyes: "You are good at swordsmanship. I also looked at Wang Zhengnan, your sword."
Dharma is also entering the flow, and you two are considered to be the top masters of Middle-earth. It is a pity that my hands are disabled, otherwise I would like to see how the sword skills of Middle-earth are better than my Yuanmingliu swordsmanship!"
"Enmei Liu?" Chang Yu was startled: "You are a disciple of Miyamoto Musashi!"
Su Jing and others all looked puzzled. They had never heard of this person before. The shadowy man looked very surprised: "You actually know Miyamoto."
Of course Chang Yu knew that Miyamoto Musashi, the Japanese god of martial arts, was extremely talented and never failed. He founded the Yuanming School in his twenties, but what surprised him even more was that the man in front of him turned out to be a disciple of Miyamoto Musashi.
, but if you are a disciple of the God of War, how can you become a rogue?
We all know that the Ming Dynasty suffered from Japanese pirates, the so-called Japanese ronin. These ronin were samurai who broke down their settlements, because Japan was in the shogunate era at this time, that is, the samurai class was in power to govern the country, and the emperor was completely ignored. This was also the era when samurai had the highest status.
era.
Of course, samurai were also divided into three, six, and nine levels. The low-level ones were like servants who worked everywhere but did not necessarily have enough food and clothing. In the end, most of them became rogues and robbed their families.
Let me explain here: Japan has just ended the Warring States Period at this time and has just entered the Tokugawa Shogunate Period. During the Warring States Period, there were daimyo, castle lords, and lords. A simple daimyo is equivalent to our princes and warlords, and the castle lords are the subordinates of the princes.
The generals and lords were local gentry.
Miyamoto Musashi, as the god of martial arts in Japan in this era, has a high status. He has very good relations with many city lords. They are mountain guests. As his disciples, no matter how bad they are, they will never become ronin.
"This governor knows far more than you think." Chang Yu chuckled and looked at the shadow man: "Can you tell me his name?"
The shadow man was silent for a while: "I have been living in a foreign land for nearly ten years, and life and death have been uncertain for ten years..."
"Don't say that." Chang Yu interrupted him: "I'm just asking you for your name. If you can, tell me." The shadow man smiled bitterly: "I haven't revealed my name to anyone in the past ten years. Today should be a bad day."
"No more." He raised his head and looked at Chang Yu: "I have assassinated you several times in the past year. I know you hate me to the core, and I also know that you are a strange person. If I die today, I can ask for anything."
Chang Yu raised his eyebrows: "Don't rush to flatter me, first tell me what you want me to do for you."
The shadow man smiled bitterly: "If you die today, can you send the ashes back to the Nakagawa family in Mikawa Okazaki, Japan..."
"You assassinated the governor several times and still expect the governor to send you ashes. What do you think?" Chang Yu couldn't help rolling his eyes. The shadow man raised his head and sighed: "Of course others won't, but you, maybe."
"I'm such a bitch, or do you think I'm a fucking dog?" Chang Yu was so angry that he couldn't help but break out and curse. Suddenly, an idea flashed in his mind: "You just said
What, Nakagawa? Who are you, Nakagawa Mikinosuke?"
The shadow man who had been posing there to look cool was shocked and took a few steps back: "You, who are you, how do you know this name!"
Damn it, such a coincidence happened, Chang Yu cursed secretly, but snorted coldly with a look full of disdain: "You have been following me for more than a year and you still don't know about my great powers!"
"You..." The shadow man pointed at Chang Yu, who was stunned and trembling all over. Chang Yu slowly approached him with a gun and squinted his eyes to take a closer look. This man was probably in his thirties: "Are you Miki?"
Helper…nephew?”
"You..." The shadow man was stunned and speechless.
"If you are his son, I may understand why you have become a ronin!" Chang Yu sighed. He vaguely remembered that thirty years ago, Miyamoto Musashi adopted Nakagawa Mikinosuke, the third son of the Mizuno samurai Nakagawa Shimasuke.
As an adopted son, he taught him swordsmanship and then recommended him to serve as an official under a city lord. Ten years later, the city lord died, and Mikinosuke also died. Then Miyamoto Musashi adopted several more adopted sons...
"Could it be that after your father died in the war, you wandered around the world and became a ronin?" Chang Yu was full of doubts. Everyone is curious. He was very interested in this Japanese descendant of Miyamoto Musashi and was very curious about his experience and experience.
origin.
"Who are you? How do you know so much? Who are you?" The shadow man looked very frightened. You must know that he has not revealed any of his background and experience to anyone since he landed in Middle-earth, and he has not even said his name.
, but the man in front of me almost stripped himself naked with just a few casual words, how could he not be shocked.
"I just said that I have great supernatural powers, and I know much more than you think." Chang Yu pretended to look up at the broken stars in the sky: "For example, I also know that Miyamoto Musashi, in addition to
Yuanmingliu has also created a first-class performance in two days."
"Two days are the best." The shadow man was startled, with a look of confusion on his face.
Chang Yu hummed: "Miyamoto Musashi is a genius. In addition to swordsmanship, he is also good at swordsmanship. He is also good at unarmed combat and hidden weapons... In recent years, he has become the best in the world. You have been in Middle-earth for nearly ten years.
It’s not an exaggeration to know.”
"Then how did you know... Yes, Ming Dynasty should also have many detailed works in Japan. As the governor of the East Factory, you know it..." The man in black asked and answered, and Chang Yu suddenly let out a sigh: "
It is now the seventeenth year of Chongzhen, that is, 1645. It is now April in the lunar calendar. Miyamoto died on June 13th this year. Well, I don’t know whether it was the lunar calendar or the Gregorian calendar. If it was the lunar calendar, he still had two months to live.
, If it is based on the Gregorian calendar, I estimate that I will only be able to live a good life for a few months at most..." Chang Yu's ramblings shocked the shadow man to his core: "You, what are you talking about...".
Su Jing and others next to her frowned, saying that Li Muchian was a magic stick. Only they knew that Chang Yu was the biggest stick man. He often talked nonsense, but he always got it right.
, he is the real half-immortal!
"It's a pity" Chang Yu said with regret on his face: "It's a pity that we couldn't meet and fight, it's a pity, it's a pity!"
"Master Miyamoto is only in his early sixties now, and his martial arts skills have reached their peak. How could...you can't lie!" The shadow man shouted angrily, and Chang Yu snorted: "What does the length of a person's life have to do with his martial arts skills?
It has nothing to do with how old he is, and what’s so strange about you being dead now when you’re only thirty?”
The shadow man was stunned on the spot, and Chang Yu continued: "But you may not die, at least you won't die tonight, because the governor is interested in you!"
If Chang Yu was just an ordinary devil, he would naturally be chopped off, but when it comes to Miyamoto Musashi, it's completely different: "I think you must have a lot of questions to ask, and I also have a lot of curiosity about you. Why don't we change places and have a good chat?
"Chang Yu looked at the shadowy man and handed over the wine in his hand: "There is also palace wine, please order on time."
The shadow man was trembling. He was conflicted and anxious. He originally wanted to take poison and commit suicide to avoid humiliation, but as Chang Yu said, there were too many doubts in his heart. He was extremely curious about this unpredictable young man.