After the Kawapengzhuang incident, Shuanghe and Keijiro traveled northeast for a few days before leaving the boundaries of Shimonoseki and approaching the Mine area.
Some people may say, it’s just such a short distance, but how many days does it take to walk? Based on the speed of their movement in Osaka before, it would probably only take more than half a month to walk all the way from Nagasaki to Aomori?
Then you can take it for granted.
The Great Emperor of this universe is a dynasty that has lasted for more than 300 years and has been very stable for most of the time. However, Japan in the second year of Yuanhe is still in the long "Warring States Period". How can it be the same?
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In Dashu, basically all the state capitals located in the plains are connected by official roads, and there are many post houses on the way. In addition, there are abundant horse resources, and the existence of the "high-speed rail gang"...theoretically the speed of travel
It can be very fast.
However, there were many unexpected situations in those years, and weather and public security had a great impact on the itinerary, so the lower limit of this "travel speed" was as exaggerated as the upper limit.
But when it comes to Japan, the upper limit is just like that.
It can be said that there are no roads and no horses here. Nearly 70% of the country is mountainous, not to mention the security problem... It is abnormal to be able to go fast.
What's more, don't forget, everyone, Sun Yixie was still suffering from wind pain when he left Chuanpengzhuang...
Keijiro is a brother who is really loyal. On the first day after leaving the village, Huang Donglai was still recovering from diarrhea and his steps were wobbly, so it was basically Keijiro who carried Sun Yixie on his back on the road that day.
, Brother Sun felt a little embarrassed the next day, so he went to get a piece of wood and whittled it into a simple crutch overnight, and walked on crutches for another day.
By the third day, Sun Yixie's gouty pain was almost gone, and he was able to resume his normal movement speed.
After that, the three of them were hungry and thirsty for food and drink. They traveled at dawn and stayed overnight. On the fifth day of their journey, they finally saw a village in the mountains south of Mine.
The village is not big, but there are dozens of households. There are no hotels or shops at all in the village. They are all residential buildings. Most of the villagers are old people and children. Most of them are dressed in rags and have no food. Regardless of the eyes of adults or children,
They all reveal a kind of "turbidity".
There were two parts greed, three parts fear, and one part hostility in their eyes, as if you could be wiped out by them at night as long as you showed any flaw and made people feel like you had an opportunity.
Of course, this is also normal - people who have experienced successive years of war, especially those living in villages everywhere, are generally in this state.
If they live in the castle town of the city where the daimyo is located, or in a more prosperous town or port, it would be better, because those areas are relatively safe and the economy is more prosperous... But the people living in such remote villages are affected by those
They had been robbed so many times by passing bandits and soldiers that they no longer believed in anyone or the "goodness" of human nature.
When ordinary travelers pass by here, they have to face an adventure and game.
If you look fierce, strong, and powerful... then most of the villagers won't dare to mess with you. You can even stay overnight without leaving a penny, without saying a word of thank you, and just pat your butt and leave.
But if you act kind and weak, you may become a new missing person in this world of cannibalism.
Fortunately, Shuanghehe and Keijiro didn't look like they were easy to mess with, so when they came to this village, no one tried to challenge them. Soon they found a house and negotiated a price with the owner.
, lived in.
In the evening of that day, they had some simple meals and rested in the house.
By the way, here in Japan, most of the time, there is no need to guard against being "poisoned" or "Sino-Mongolian sweat medicine" in double harmonies.
Even if Huang Donglai, a poison expert, is not here today, they don't need to pay too much attention to this matter, because Japanese civilians in this era have no way to obtain decent poisons and intoxicants.
They do have things that can eat dead people, but if that kind of thing is mixed into food, dogs will probably not eat it. "Poisons or drugs that can be put into food without being immediately noticed by ordinary people" were only known by the famous people at that time.
The rare things that may be obtained... If these villagers have such things on hand, instead of using them to kill people and make money, they might as well directly exchange them for money and food, and they may make more profits.
Back to business...
That night, Keijiro snored very early, and Sun Yixie was also half asleep. Huang Donglai was the only one, half leaning against the wall, meditating and adjusting his breath, while keeping alert.
Obviously, this was an agreement between Sun Yixie and Huang Donglai to take turns to watch the night. With the personalities of these two "Old Jianghu in the Central Plains", it was not surprising that they would do this at night after seeing the state of the villagers during the day.
Just like that, before we knew it, it was midnight.
Just when Huang Donglai was thinking that it was time to ask Sun Yixie to "change his shift", suddenly, in the silent night, there were several bird calls...or, in other words, several parody of bird calls made by humans.
Huang Donglai understood what this meant, so he immediately opened his eyes, walked to the wall in the dark, and looked outside the house along the gaps in the wooden boards.
Not long after, he saw six or seven figures gathering outside through the moonlight.
These people gathered together in the dark night through the chirping of birds, and then sneaked towards the house next door.
Huang Donglai's eyesight was very good. He could tell just by looking at the outline of the shadow. Each of these people had weapons such as hatchets and short sticks in their hands. He thought to himself: If this wave of pig killings hadn't happened in the middle of the night, they would have been killed.
That's who you want to attack.
However, he didn't know what was going on in the house next door. He didn't know whether he should interfere with the business, or whether there was any business here, whether it was considered business... it was hard to say.
Huang Donglai thought for a while and decided to follow him to explore the truth before making any calculations.
So, he immediately turned around, used a burst of gentle palm power, and slapped Sun Yixie awake with several silent slaps.
As for Brother Sun, because he was "well-trained", while half asleep and half awake, he followed Brother Huang's arm and returned a set of grappling skills.
The two fought for a few moves, and after Sun Yixie came to his senses, they separated with a tacit understanding, and hit each other with a few moves that only they could understand... such as giving the middle finger, winking, and blind gestures.
composed of gestures.
After making the gesture, Huang Donglai walked out of the house, while Sun Yixie stayed in the house and continued to be on guard.
Everyone knows about Brother Huang's Qing Kung. If he wanted to sneak around, ordinary characters in the world would not be able to detect him, let alone civilians who don't know martial arts. So it only took him less than a minute to quietly touch him.
Arriving behind the six or seven villagers.
As for the villagers, they didn't light candles or torches at all because they were afraid of being discovered. They just used the moonlight to reach the door of the house next door.
There is a hint in the book here that the family next door also has travelers staying overnight in the house, and the owner of the house is among the six or seven people at this moment.
However, the two residents next door arrived earlier than Shuanghehe and Keijiro, and had not been out and about during the day, so Huang Donglai didn't know about it.
Right now, this group of villagers is planning to kill the two tourists staying in the house next door at night in order to gain money and kill them.
But what they didn't expect was that before Huang Donglai, who was secretly following them, understood the situation and decided whether to take action, their plan encountered a bigger surprise...
Snoring, snoring—poof!
Just as the villager standing at the front gently opened the Japanese-style sliding door, a muffled sound sounded in the darkness.
To describe the movement, it was like someone using a hammer to knock a hole in the watermelon.
Two seconds later, before the villagers at the back understood what was happening, the man who opened the door fell straight backwards.
After he fell to the ground, everyone looked down and suddenly discovered that the fallen man had a fist-sized blood hole on his forehead, which penetrated deep into his brain.
This kind of injury...the villagers had never seen it before, but Huang Donglai had an impression of it.
The back of Takeda Kuranosuke's head was shattered after a very similar impact to this one in Kawaboso's previous death.
Now Huang Donglai was no longer sleepy. He immediately cheered up and paid close attention to what was going on in the room.
Pop-pop!
Sure enough, after another two seconds, before the villagers outside the house could recover from the shock, the people inside the house took action again.
At that moment, a swift black shadow penetrated the wooden wall and hit another villager's head like a poisonous snake spitting a message, killing him with another blow.
This time Huang Dong saw clearly that the weapon used by the person in the house was an iron weight tied to a chain, and his method of killing was to grab the chain, throw the iron weight out, and crush the head of the enemy in the distance.
, and then use the chain to retrieve the iron weight.
Similar weapons are also available in the martial arts of the Central Plains, but not many people use them. The reason we have mentioned before is that the more unpopular and exotic weapons are, the higher the threshold for getting started; most people who use such strange weapons,
Before practicing something like this, I have already practiced at least two or more common weapons and reached a good level.
In other words, the upper limit of a person who uses this type of weapon may not be very high, but the lower limit is certainly not low. If placed in the Central Plains martial arts world, this person would be at least a second-rate master.
When Huang Donglai saw this, he didn't dare to be too embarrassed. After taking a breath, he moved a few steps in the opposite direction to the house almost out of instinct.
During this period, with the death of the second person, the remaining villagers finally screamed in terror and fled in all directions.
In the blink of an eye, there were only two corpses with "big brains" left outside the house, and Huang Donglai, who was standing in the shadows and had made no sound from the beginning to the end.
Snapped--
After a brief period of calm, another piece of wood on the wall of the house was broken.
The iron weight flying out of the house this time was undoubtedly aimed at Huang Dong.
Huang Donglai was not surprised by this. He just moved half a step and easily dodged the blow, and then... before the iron weight was taken back, he quickly reached out and grabbed the chain connected to the iron weight.
The people inside the house didn't know that besides the villagers, there was also a master outside. When he threw the third blow, he thought he was going to attack a "guy who was already scared to death and couldn't even escape."
Therefore, when he was about to take back the iron weight, he was surprised when he found a stagnation force coming from his hand.
But this surprise soon turned into a kind of indifferent excitement.
"Haha... I didn't expect that someone could catch me in a place like this..." The brother sneered to himself in the room, thinking of saying something like "Interesting, then I'll be more serious."
Lines like "Let me play with you".
Unexpectedly, the next second, he felt an indescribable force coming from the chain in his hand, and he was pulled forward.
"Hmm! Where are you?" So, his line that was supposed to enhance the fashion value was suddenly interrupted and turned into a look that was full of nonsense.
Peng——
Because part of the chain was wrapped around the body, and there was a short sickle on the other end of the chain, it was difficult to let go of the weapon and take it off. Therefore, the user of the Qimen weapon was born to Huang Donglai.
He was dragged outwards, smashed through the not-so-thick wooden wall of the house, and flew out.
When the other party came outside the house, Huang Donglai saw clearly: the user of the "suosi (a weapon composed of a short sickle, an iron weight and a chain)" was a thin man with an old face.
Of course, "old man" only refers to appearance. In fact, he is only about fifty years old. Today, this is called a prime man. However, the nutritional and medical conditions in ancient times were not as good as today, and the situation in Japan at that time was compared to older people.
It was even worse in the past, so many people here who are not yet fifty years old look like our contemporary 60- or 70-year-olds.
"Who are you...?" Suo Siman soon saw Huang Donglai's face clearly and asked.
"I still want to ask you. You called me all of a sudden and you want to kill me, right?" Huang Donglai responded unceremoniously.
"Nonsense, who came to whom first?" It seemed that Suo Siman hadn't come to his senses yet - Huang Donglai and the group of villagers who wanted to gain wealth and kill were not in the same group.
Fortunately, there is still an understanding person in this room.
"Wait a minute!" the man said in time, preventing the situation outside the house from escalating further, and he quickly walked out.