Chapter 1257: The crescent moon soars into the sky
Tang Guobin threw the hunchback into the room and covered it with a quilt. When he returned to the room, he found that Xinzi had put on a set of beige casual clothes that had been washed white, with a ponytail on the back of his head and a pair of small shoes.
Hua's cloth shoes, with a backpack beside her, a pair of small hands folded between her chest and abdomen, rubbing them uneasily, her eyes flashing with complex expressions, nervousness mixed with indescribable excitement.
Tang Guobin, who was standing at the door, frowned and whispered: "Xinzi, what are you doing?" The girl suddenly dressed up like this in the middle of the night, and anyone with a discerning eye would know that she was about to go out.
Nobuko bit her lip, lowered her head and said, "Sir, if you want to leave, please take Nobuko with you. I'm begging you." As he spoke, he bent down and bowed deeply to him, then suddenly raised his head and said resolutely:
"Sir, let's elope with Nobuko. As long as we can leave here, Nobuko will be your woman."
"Elope?" Young Master Tang's eyes lit up. He remembered that his favorite song during his bohemian days was called "Elopement". What he wanted to do most at the time was to take a beloved woman with him to taste the taste of elopement.
, I didn’t expect that a girl would take the initiative to run away with him in this ghost place of the island country? I was surprised and felt a little proud.
Xinzi took two steps forward and whispered: "Please, Uncle Huaxia, I can go back to China with you and be your woman, or female...slave." At the end of the sentence, the girl's voice almost sounded like a mosquito hum.
, with mist in her eyes, she risked her own life in order to leave this deformed ghost place, and this may also be her only hope.
Crack! Tang Guobin clenched his steel teeth and made a crisp sound. He stretched out his index finger and gently hooked Xinzi's thin chin. He raised an evil arc at the corner of his mouth and said in a cold voice: "Follow me and you will encounter someone at any time.
If you are in danger, you may lose your life, are you willing?"
The voice was very cold, with a hint of murderous intent. Nobuko felt a refreshing chill coming from her chin, which quickly spread to her whole body along her nerves. She trembled all over, with a struggling expression on her face, and her upper teeth clenched.
He pressed his lower lip tightly, and a wisp of bright red seeped out along the seam of his lips.
Instinct tells Nobuko that the Chinese uncle in front of her is very dangerous, but if she is allowed to stay in the village and live a life like a walking zombie, she would rather die like a moth to a flame, at least to enjoy the momentary warmth until she is burned by the flames...
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"I do, please take me away, please!" Xinzi's misty eyes flashed with perseverance, and she made a decisive decision. Since the relatives around her can become strangers, she
Why can't you place your destiny on a strange uncle?
Tang Guobin smiled, put his finger down, pointed to the suitcase not far away and said, "Take the suitcase and your things, and come with me!" He put on a pair of clogs at the door, turned around and walked out again
outside the door.
A smile appeared on Nobuko's face, and she picked up her backpack and put it on her back. But when she reached out to pick up the handle of the suitcase and lifted it up, the smile on her face suddenly stopped. The suitcase was as heavy as if it was filled with lead weights.
She couldn't lift it completely with one hand, so she could only lift it to her waist with two hands, gritted her teeth and moved out of the door step by step.
As soon as Nobuko went out, a big hand stretched out from the side and grabbed the handle of the box. A low voice sounded in the darkness: "The box is too heavy, just keep close."
Tang Guobin was walking in front with his suitcase, and Xinzi followed closely behind. However, she soon found that the distance between the two was getting farther and farther, so she could only speed up her pace, changing from a slow walk to a trot. This was embarrassing.
Kan followed her. Once she left the village, her fate was linked to that of the man in front of her. Naturally, she had to follow closely.
The night in the small fishing village is dark and quiet. As soon as you leave the village entrance, you can see a large banyan forest. The leaves are blown by the distant sea breeze and make a rustling sound. The dew drops originally adhered to the leaves fall rustlingly, and people walk among them.
It was like a light rain falling, and I felt slightly chilly.
Xinzi was only wearing a single piece of clothing. She felt a chill all over her body when the dew dropped on her. She couldn't help but sneeze twice. Tang Guobin stopped and turned around, reaching out and pulling the girl to his side. After walking for a few minutes,
The girl discovered a wonderful thing. The dewdrops falling on the banyan leaves seemed to be blocked by an invisible barrier, and not a single drop fell on her.
Tang Guobin was dressed in a white shirt, holding the handle of the knife with his hand, and holding Nobuko's waist with his other arm as he walked quickly in the banyan forest. The girl felt that her feet were light and she didn't need to exert any effort, as if she was being supported by a soft force.
She was flying, which was a feeling that only appeared in dreams.
Nobuko never went to school, but she was literate. Her only enjoyment at home was to read a few comic books brought back by the villagers from the outside world. One of them was "Inuyasha", which was her favorite. What she liked was not neurotic.
Inuyasha, but a demon king named Sesshomaru, cold and handsome, she once dreamed of becoming the girl Suzu next to the demon king, accompanying him to wander the world in the bloody storm...
Da! Tang Guobin suddenly stopped, pushed away Xinzi who was still daydreaming next to him, lowered his head and put his palm on the handle of the knife. He was listening to the different sounds coming from the leaves blown by the wind.
Tat-tat-tat - someone was running, and there was more than one person. Tang Guobin could only hear someone running closer, but he couldn't figure out how many people there were. The footsteps came from three directions: east, west, north, and only there was no abnormality from the south.
Swish, swish, swish - more than a dozen black shadows shot out from the east, west, north, and west, all dressed in black, with black scarves covering their faces. The weapons in the hands of these people were not swords and guns, but hooks and sickles with short handles.
The only ones who were accustomed to using cold weapons were those in the ninja martial arts world, but what puzzled Tang Guobin was how could these people track his whereabouts?
There were a total of twelve men in black holding hooks and scythes. They rushed to a position three meters away from Tang Guobin and stopped in vain. When they raised their arms, the dark hooks and scythes were like twelve angry crows and flew towards Young Master Tang.
If you shoot it differently, there is a slender iron chain embedded in the handle of this thing. If you miss a hit, you can retract it and launch a second attack.
However, the moment Tang Guobin took action, the Muramasa sword was like a crescent moon flashing out of thin air in the dark night. It only brought out a halo of light when it was unsheathed, but in the blink of an eye it swelled to an indescribable brilliance.
, the light of the sword broke through the air and flashed like a giant, and the half-curved moon moved with the shadow. If I could use one word to describe the brilliance of this sword, there would only be one word, quick!
The sword is the demon sword Muramasa, and the man is a Chinese young man. He kills Japanese and demons without mercy. The crescent moon of death flashes five feet above the ground. How can a distance of three meters stop this stunning glimpse? Twelve
The last look of surprise flashed in the eyes of the elites of the ninja martial arts world, and then turned into a godless gloom...