Huang Donglai had been wandering around here for a while after being transferred here, but he didn't meet anyone.
Not only were there no people in the fields outside, even the houses beside the fields were empty.
Huang Donglai went into several houses to check. Although there was water in the tank, firewood under the stove, and various scattered objects randomly placed in those houses, they showed that the house was inhabited by people, but there was no sign of anyone.
In addition, there are some more unusual phenomena: for example, this area is surprisingly quiet at the moment, and the chirping of birds and insects that should be heard in the pastoral mountains and forests cannot be heard at all; there is also a strange lightness in the air.
The delicate fragrance made Huang Donglai very concerned.
"What the hell... I can't find anyone, and it's hard to ask for directions. Can I just walk blindly based on my feeling?" Huang Donglai said to himself after walking out of another empty farmhouse.
I have to mention here that although many people think that Sawara in this story is similar to "Ashina" in a well-known game, in fact, in history, vassals like Sawara and Ashina were different in terms of land area.
It is said to be larger than the "districts" in some of our big cities now, and in reality there are no various walls, cliffs and rivers to limit the scope of your activities like in the game. In addition, there were not so many in ancient times.
landmark buildings or street signs... If a non-local is randomly placed in a certain location in this domain, he will most likely get lost.
Like Sun Yixie, if he happens to be transferred near the entry gate, he is lucky.
And where Huang Donglai is staying now...he looks around, and all he can see is the blurry forest and mountain shadows shrouded in red light in the distance. Even if he wants to find his companions or return to the valley above the lake,
He didn't know which way to go, so he lingered in this seemingly inhabited place for so long.
But after searching for a long time, he couldn't find anyone to ask for directions, so he had to think of another way.
"Then let's go east. When I climbed over the mountain to enter the domain, it seemed that I came in from the east direction." Huang Donglai muttered, then looked up at the sky, and then he realized a problem, "That's wrong...
Where is the east?"
This is a good question. What hangs in the sky right now is neither the sun nor the moon, but the eyes of the dead. You can't tell the direction even by looking at them.
"Damn it." When Huang Donglai saw this, he squirted into the sky and pointed at the eyeballs in the sky. "If I hadn't been unable to use Taoism now, I would have done a Turtle Wave Qigong to you.
"
Of course, we all know that he is obviously bragging. Even if he had Taoist skills, he would not be able to unleash such an attack.
However, after he said these words, he remembered something.
"Huh? Speaking of which, fortune telling doesn't seem to require the use of Taoist power." Huang Donglai slapped his thigh, "That's it..."
As he said that, he took out a few copper coins from his luggage, squatted on the spot, and started his performance.
So can he tell fortunes?
Let's put it this way, if Fudozi's fortune-telling ability is ten, then Mianyinzi's fortune-telling ability is probably only three, and Huang Donglai's... minus one hundred.
When it comes to "predicting the future", Huang Donglai's talent is almost equal to God's punishment.
But in the current situation, he is just like a dead horse... I saw him scattering a handful of copper coins on the ground, and then asked a vague question based on the relevant knowledge in the "Twelve Noble Truths" that he was most proficient in.
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"Oh, right over here..." Huang Donglai said in a tone that seemed to be convincing him, "Let's go!"
It only took him a few seconds to determine a direction very casually, then he put away the coins and started walking.
But after taking a few steps, he stopped again.
"Hmph..." Two seconds later, Huang Donglai snorted coldly and turned 180 degrees, "My calculation is definitely not accurate. Then if I go in the opposite direction, won't I be able to get a plus from a minus?"
Huang Donglai, who was amazed by his own wisdom, had a proud smile on his face at this moment, and then he really set off.
Knowing the direction, he immediately ran for several miles using Qinggong. As the scenery on both sides changed rapidly, it didn't take long before he left the field and came to a mountain col.
When he got closer, he found that there was indeed a narrow path between the two mountains. He felt even more happy and felt that he had found the right direction.
After proceeding several tens of meters further, Huang Donglai unexpectedly discovered an open space deep in the mountain col. On a gentle slope in the open space, there was a Buddhist temple the size of a public toilet.
Someone will definitely complain when they see this keyword: Next, are you going to write about him "he's already here, why not take a shit again"?
That's definitely not the case. The public toilets are just to give you an idea of the size of the Buddhist temple, and have no other purpose.
Let's say that Huang Donglai walked to the door of the Buddhist temple... and looked inside. There was no one in the space that could be seen at a glance.
So, Huang Donglai crossed the threshold and walked in, wanting to see if there were any secrets hidden in the Buddhist temple hidden in the mountains.
As a result, as soon as he took two steps in, he heard a "squeak" sound.
When Huang Donglai heard the sound, he lowered his head and saw that a large tile on the ground in front of the Buddha statue was moving.
He didn't know whether it was caused by some mechanism he had triggered, or whether it was controlled by others. Anyway, his first reaction was to turn around and retreat outside the Buddhist hall, then swung to the side and hid under a tree like lightning.
Behind the big tree.
After a few seconds, Huang Donglai, who was peeking out from behind the tree, saw a head popping up from where the floor tile had been removed, and then a whole person walked out of the ground.
Let’s talk about that man, wearing a white kimono, very short and thin. If you look carefully, you can tell that he is a boy of about thirteen or fourteen years old.
Huang Donglai thought to himself: This kid came out of the underground secret passage. He is not an ordinary person. Should I go up and talk to him? Or should I wait and see?
While he was hesitating, the young man took a few steps forward.
Then, from the entrance of the secret passage behind the young man, another long object suddenly stretched out.
Huang Donglai really recognized this object. It was Keijiro's unique weapon - the Vermilion Spear.
But then the person who walked out after the young man holding a vermilion spear was not Keijiro, but a young man dressed in armor and dressed as a samurai general.
Let’s not be too pretentious here. I think you all can guess that the young man in white in front of you is Nishikichiyo who appeared in the last chapter of the book, and the young samurai behind him who is "escorting" him with a sword is Nishikichiyo.
The mentioned Mimasaku Sahara.
"Kid, don't wait around, hurry up." Sahara Mi's stern tone drove the weak-looking Nishikichiyo from behind, and walked out of the door of the temple in three or five steps, "This is the end of the city.
It’s still far away, how long will it take you to go like this?”
"I'm sorry..." The tone of this Nishikiyo's words was that of an ordinary boy. He was completely different from the "beaten" Nishikiyo that Keijiro met before, "But I can really only walk so fast...
"
"Huh?" Misaku Sahara answered unhappily, "You kid, are you pretending to be pitiful on purpose and expecting me to carry you on your back?"
"No...no." Nishikiyo replied aggrievedly, "I didn't lie, I..."
Phew—bang!
Before Nishikichiyo could even finish his sentence, Misaku Sahara chopped off the red spear in his hand and hit the ground next to Nishikichiyo with the tail of the spear, shattering a piece of soil on the ground.
Nishikiyo was startled by the movement and almost stumbled.
Misaku Sahara said coldly: "Kid, if you talk back again, I won't miss the target next time."
Seeing such a heavily armed general bullying a thin child, Huang Donglai, who was hiding behind a tree, couldn't stand it anymore, but just when he was about to come out and take charge...
"Wait a minute! Wait a minute! Wait a minute!" A familiar loud voice sounded.
Immediately afterwards, on the other side of the mountain forest, a vigorous figure slid down the slope and suddenly jumped in front of Nishikichiyo and Mimasaku Sahara.
"The Vermilion Spear is a benevolent sword that protects the weak. How could it be wielded against such a weak boy's body!" Keijiro's appearance was still full of momentum. It was clear that he didn't even have a weapon in his hand at the moment, but he still dared to use it.
Pointing at Misaku Sahara, he yelled in a very neutral tone, "What kind of rat are you? You stole my weapon and you dare to use it to commit such an unjust act!"
"Ah?" Mimasaku Sahara was restrained by Keijiro for two seconds, but he quickly recovered and showed a somewhat annoyed and cold look, "I also want to ask you where did you come from?
Dare you speak nonsense in front of me?"
Snapped--
As he spoke, he suddenly raised his foot and kicked Nishikiyo, who was not far in front of him, from the side.
Although the kick only hit the outside of Nishikiyo's left arm and did not exert much force, the weak Nishikiyo was still kicked on the spot and his left arm was fractured. Even his left rib, which was affected by the force across the arm, was somewhat injured.
He was bruised, and his whole body was pushed away by the force of the kick, and he fell to the ground aside. He couldn't breathe for a long time.
"This brat's life belongs to us, the Sahara clan. Is it your turn as an outsider to take care of it?" After the kick, Sahara Misaku's nonchalant expression was as if he had just kicked away a piece of blockage in the middle of the road.
Trash.
As he spoke, he raised the red gun again, looked at Keijiro and said: "And this gun, I clearly found it in the armory of our Sawara Castle this morning, but you say that I stole it from you.
It's completely slander... If you can't produce any evidence, I won't be able to let you off easily."
Misaku Sahara's words and deeds may seem a bit excessive to us, but in fact, at that time, when the samurai class faced civilians, this attitude was very common, and it could not even be considered a cruel one.
Maybe he would be more polite after knowing Keijiro's identity, but at this moment Keijiro obviously didn't intend to talk nonsense to him anymore.
"Bastard..." Keijiro was already full of blood. When he saw the scene in front of him, his blood immediately surged up. He clenched his fists and rushed forward, planning to fight Misaku Sahara directly.
His momentum was like a dragon entering the sea, like a tiger descending from the mountain, as if it overwhelmed Misaku Sahara who was holding a sword.
But the latter is not that easy to deal with. As the most powerful general of the Sawara clan during the Bunji era, Sahara Misaku was not easily defeated by Keijiro with his bare hands.
After slightly stabilizing his posture, Sahara Misaku saw the path of Keijiro's oncoming punch, then he held his spear in front of him, raised the tip of the spear and executed a stab...