It's still morning in Chuanpengzhuang.

On the north side of the atrium of this hot spring hotel, there is the largest room in the hotel.

This room is usually only used to host banquets and not for accommodation, so it is also the most elegantly decorated place in the whole store.

The wooden walls and even the ceiling are painted with a thin layer of warm paint. Masks, fans, calligraphy and paintings and other decorations are hung on the walls. The ornate screens and inner doors are painted with cranes, pines and bamboos. They are all displayed in several corners of the house.

An expensive vase.

Even the tatami mats and cushions spread on the floor are constantly changed, and each piece has a faint fragrance.

At this moment, there are seven people sitting in this room.

These seven are no one else, they are the seven main suspects in the "murder of Takeda Kuranosuke" - Miyamoto Musashi, Tokumaru, Son Yixie, Huang Donglai, Keijiro, Yoshitaka and Kogan.

Of course, it says "sitting", but that's actually not accurate because two of them are lying down. You know who they are even if I don't tell you.

Anyway, they are not embarrassed, it is others who are embarrassed.

"Damn it...Why doesn't Xiong Gu come here? I feel so much pain in my feet that he forced me to come here, and then he didn't show up and asked me to wait?" Sun Yixie slumped there for a while and then started.

complain.

"Your name is Mao? Didn't Keijiro and I help you here together? I still have a stomachache." Huang Donglai was lying not far away from him. Although he was feeling unwell, he still felt choked by these words.

"What are you doing? You can't scream? Besides, there's nothing wrong with your legs. If you want to escape, just go to the toilet. Who's stopping you?" Sun Yixie put on a rogue face and pushed back.

"What are you squirming about? I've been squirming since yesterday afternoon until midnight. Not to mention it's watery, there's not even a drop of juice left." Huang Donglai said again, "I don't want to have a bowel movement now, but my stomach is still aching. This is okay.

What can we do?"

Everyone, they are lying down, but the five people in the same room with them are all sitting in person, and there is a small table in front of them, with hot tea and snacks on the table.

.

Originally, the five of them were drinking tea and eating cakes, and by the way, they could admire the cherry blossoms in the atrium through the open Japanese-style sliding door and listen to the sound of water hitting the bamboo.

However, these two lines of Shuangxi are just like sunbathing under the flowers, burning harp and boiling cranes, washing feet in the clear spring, defecating on the kang... After listening to their words, who can still eat? They can enjoy the beautiful scenery.

?

Within three seconds, the other five people all silently put down their snack teacups, and an unknown fire arose in their hearts.

"Uh..." After a while, Keijiro spoke again.

Firstly, his personality is relatively bold, so he doesn't mind breaking the awkward atmosphere by himself; secondly...after all, he is the same as the double humor, and he has been involved in it to some extent when he is embarrassed, so he wants to

After thinking about it, let’s take control of the situation.

"I said... everyone..." Keijiro smiled sarcastically, glanced at the four strangers in the room, and said, "It's rare that everyone is gathered here, why don't you get to know each other?"

His words fell to the ground, but for a moment no one responded.

Just when the atmosphere was about to become more awkward, Miyamoto Musashi still gave him a face: "Your Excellency Keijiro, I think everyone in this room should know you."

What he said is true. In those days, there were no photos and the media basically relied on words. Therefore, a "wonder" like Keijiro, who was known for his weird appearance, words and deeds, was actually more powerful than a great swordsman like Miyamoto Musashi.

Easy to identify.

"Really? Hahaha... That's not bad." Keijiro borrowed the donkey and looked at Musashi and continued, "I wonder who you are?"

"My dear, Miyamoto Musashi." Musashi replied in a calm tone.

But when his name was reported, the expressions of everyone else in the room changed...

The name of a person is the shadow of a tree. Whether it is Tokumaru, Keijiro, or the two monk soldiers, they have all heard of Musashi's deeds more or less. As "people in the martial arts world" in Japan, they have heard of Musashi's deeds.

When he was named, his reaction was obviously greater than that of a public servant like Xiong Gu.

Even Sun and Huang suddenly sat up and said in unison: "What? Are you Miyamoto Musashi?"

Obviously, even these two guys had heard of this name in the world before they traveled.

Musashi was shocked by these two guys, and thought to himself at that time: "These two guys have been half-dead since just now, why are they so excited when they hear my name... Could it be that they have a grudge against me?

Or want to challenge me?"

Musashi would have this idea, which was undoubtedly shaped by his experience.

Musashi in this universe is a relatively pure warrior. He is not very interested in becoming an official or fame and fortune. All he pursues is "unparalleled in the world".

Therefore, since his youth, Musashi has basically spent his life challenging and being challenged by others, which has made him countless enemies and attracted many potential challengers.

However... the reason why Shuangxie sat up in shock at this moment was definitely not what Musashi thought. They were just simply surprised - this guy is Miyamoto Musashi? That's it?

Here we have to say something else. In the history we are familiar with, the height of the ancient Japanese was quite short. It is normal for adults to be about 1.5 meters, and there are also many 1.4 meters. But in our book

Of course, we can’t come up with it this way, because if we come at it this way, the two harmonies who are about 1.7 meters tall are two dazzling giants in Japan. This story is difficult to tell. Therefore, in this book, we must at least put this "Yuanhe 2nd Year"

"The average height of Japanese people is about 1.6 meters, and warriors like Keijiro are 1.7 meters tall.

So what happened to Miyamoto Musashi?

He is still 1.6 meters tall... Even though he has a very strong figure, a rough face, and a lot of scary-looking scars on his body, overall, compared to those martial arts masters in the Central Plains, he is physically and mentally tough.

There is nothing outstanding about his internal strength.

Sun Yixie had also met a Japanese swordsman in the past, the ronin Terashima Yasuhei who was killed by Lin Yuancheng. In comparison, he felt that although Musashi was much stronger than Terashima, he might not be able to defeat those in the Central Plains.

A first-class master, if Musashi in this universe is considered "unparalleled" in Japan like the one in the history he knows, then the overall strength of this Japanese martial arts world may be a bit weak.

"Hmph...I see..." Two seconds later, Shuangxie didn't answer, but Tokumaru, who was sitting on Musashi's left side, became excited, "No wonder I felt an invisible pressure as soon as I entered this room. This is

Is it the aura exuded by a swordsman who has experienced hundreds of battles?"

"Ha..." As soon as he said this, Yi Gen, who was sitting in the other corner of the room, immediately sneered.

His laughter was not directed at Musashi, but at Tokumaru. What it meant was: You will feel invisible pressure, not because of Musashi, but because of me. It’s just that you are blind to Mount Taishan.

The wrong thing to be afraid of.

"Excuse me, your Excellency..." When Musashi saw Tokumaru talking to him, he asked in a neither humble nor overbearing tone.

"I am Tokumaru, the second generation successor of the 'Flowing Water' boxing technique." Tokumaru raised his head and straightened his chest, and replied with a serious face, "Please bear in mind that this will be a brand that will be resounding throughout the Japanese martial arts community in the future.

name."

"Hahaha..." As soon as these words came out, Yigen simply laughed out loud in a mocking manner without hesitation.

"What's so funny?" Tokumaru heard Gigen's sneer just now, but ignored it. This time the other party laughed so loudly that he couldn't help it anymore.

"Young man, being too confident sometimes is not a good thing." Yi Gen responded in a very social tone, "You know how many unknown boxing masters like you I have seen in the past, and I have learned a few tricks from the three-legged cat.

Kung Fu, I thought I could make a name for myself in the martial arts world, but in the end, I couldn’t even successfully challenge an opponent, so I was beaten to death and maimed..."

"Whose kung fu are you saying is the three-legged cat?" Tokumaru said angrily, "I can't pretend that I didn't hear this!"

"The boxing technique has only been passed down for two generations, do you still want to pretend that you are a famous boxing sect?" Yi Gen immediately retorted.

"The 'Ryukyu' boxing technique is a lineage of 'Ryukyu hand', and the origin of 'Ryukyu hand' is Chinese boxing. If you really want to talk about its origin, I am afraid it is longer than the history of your Ichigo sect." Tokumaru continued,

"Furthermore, the strength of a boxing technique cannot only be judged by the length of time it has been passed down, but mainly by the person who uses it... Just like my master realized his own 'water flow' from the 'Ryukyu hand'

Likewise, when this boxing technique was passed to me, it transformed again because of me... I call this boxing technique that belongs to me 'Karate', and in my opinion... Karate is the strongest martial art in the world.

study!"

"Ha! Haha, hahaha..." This time, both of them laughed.

They didn't do it for anything else, just because most of what Tokumaru said made sense in the first half, but the confident speech at the end was really funny. Combined with Tokumaru's weak strength and serious attitude,

The second tone is even more difficult to hold tight.

The two of them laughed so hard that they lay down again, and then bent over and stood up again, and then lay down again... If Gigen's ridicule just now had a mental damage of 2 to Tokumaru, then this wave of "sit-ups" by the pair of harmonious people

At least 8 points to start.

"Why are you two laughing?" Tokumaru has been a little unhappy with these two guys who are full of shit and piss since they couldn't have tea. Now that they are like this, he will no longer be polite when speaking.

"Haah...haah..." Sun Yixie softened his smile and replied while lying on his side, "Brother Tokumaru, according to your point of view, except for your karate, the rest of us here are

Martial arts...are they all rubbish?"

His behavior of grabbing someone's lines and making fun of him was random, because Tokumaru seemed really funny to him, so he also wanted to joke with him.

Unexpectedly, Tokumaru was really taken advantage of, and he replied at that time: "So what..."

Peng——

The next second, before Tokumaru could even finish his words, there was a sound of treading on the ground in the room, followed immediately by the sight of... Xing Gen's huge body had already leaped up and crossed diagonally across the wide room.

room, he held a naginata in his hand and struck it towards Tokumaru without any hesitation.

At this moment, Xiong Gu, who was hiding in the room upstairs and peeking down through the store's designated peephole, was completely stunned.

Xiong Gu gathered these seven suspects here on the pretext that "I have something to discuss with you." He originally wanted to observe them secretly to see which one of them would show off in the conversation; but unexpectedly, this group of "martial arts practitioners" sat down

At the same time, they didn't mention anything about the murder. They just chatted for less than five minutes and then the whole show started.

But looking at it this way... when Kumagai was negotiating with the two monk soldiers before, Xing Gen didn't hit him directly, he just stood up and looked like he was going to take action, which was considered very restrained.

Huh-huh-

when--
To be continued...