The figure of the man playing among the cherry blossoms and wind and dust was so evil and extremely sacred that for a while these ronin could no longer pay attention to other beauties in this world.
He was a demon in the world and a god in the world. He is talking about a beautiful person like him, right?
Tu Shanyue slowly opened her bright red-dotted lips, her melodious voice struck everyone's heart melodiously, and every smile could steal their entire attention.
"At the beginning of the month, the mountains are clear and the moon is fragrant, and the cherry trees are falling - the bones are hidden~~"
He told a bloody and romantic story in an extremely soft voice——
It was rumored that a rich woman was going to elope with her beloved, and they arranged to have a tryst under the cherry blossom trees in the moonlight. Unexpectedly, her sweetheart wanted to coerce her for the sake of her family's property——
The woman refused to submit, so she was killed by the man in anger under the cherry blossom tree. After her death, her bones were buried, but she turned into an earth-bound spirit under the cherry blossom tree. Whenever someone passed by, a pair of hands formed from bones would stretch out from under the tree.
, drag the poor man into it and become the nourishment of the cherry blossom tree.
Just like in their country, the ronin wielding the sword is the most powerful force. Pure-blood daimyo with powerful demonic power each occupy their own territory and are regarded as grand dukes. They fight for years. It is a bloody epic, both romantic and cruel.
Life here is so contemptible and so vulnerable.
Every spectator was deeply intoxicated by his performance. Even though Tu Shanyue had begun to take a bow, he could not break away from the poignant and sad artistic conception.
After removing her makeup and stepping back from the stage, Tu Shanyue's face showed a myriad of joys, angers, sorrows and joys, but at this moment there was no emotion at all.
Some are just a kind of dull irony——
He is of pure fox demon blood, and he has mastered the Nine-Tails in his early years. His strength is not as good as other pure-blood daimyo, so he can only live in the flower street and work as an oiran for hundreds of years.
So what about the oiran...the leader? They are still flowers for people to watch in the garden. Those strong people want to destroy them, but it doesn't take a moment!
Tu Shanyue was unwilling to give in, but had no ability to change the status quo.
Most of the daimyo have quasi-magical knives. His body does not support him in wielding the knives. Without suitable weapons, how can he fight against the heroes of troubled times?
But Tu Shanyue didn't want to continue such a life forever. Although it was tempting to indulge in beautiful clothes, fine clothes, fragrant cars, and BMWs, and sensual dogs and horses, he didn't want to be a caged bird. Even if he was shattered to pieces, he still wanted to fight for freedom!
Oiran is just a beautiful vassal in front of the powerful. Tu Shanyue has no power, so he can only rely on those big names first. When he is strong enough, he can use his illusion to control the other party and easily take over the territory of a country!
By then no one will dare to look down upon him, and no one will just regard him as a cheap pastime!
Tu Shanyue finished taking off her makeup, opened the wooden door, and was about to return to her own courtyard to rest, when a burst of noise came from the street——
"Hey! I'm just asking you...hey, wait a minute!"
"Ghost——!!! He is the killer of the ghost group!!!!"
Mu Yu walked along the way, and the people of Haiguo here felt as if they had seen a ghost when they saw her. They were so frightened that they peed their pants and ran away without looking back.
She asked confusedly, and until she asked this question, no one answered her question directly.
"I'm just asking where the blacksmith's shop is... I'm not going to eat you..."
She touched the mask and didn't know what was wrong.
Tu Shanyue was slightly stunned. When he was seen by Mu Ji, all the people on Hua Street ran away and all the windows were tightly guarded.
The people who were still moving were all in a state of arrogance and did not dare to make a sound, as if Mu Ji was some kind of evil spirit who would die the next second if he was seen.
Mu Yu had no choice but to walk towards Tu Shanyue, who was the only one who had not moved. He was dressed in beautiful red and black clothes, and his body and skin were of the best natural color.
"Hey! Girl! Do you know if there is a blacksmith shop near here?"
The real woman stood behind him and asked for directions rather nonchalantly, seemingly unaware of why her influence was so bad.
Veins popped up on Tu Shanyue's forehead, and he slowly turned around, his charming face slightly distorted.
Although he was indeed extremely beautiful, no one in his life has mistaken his gender!
What's more, judging from this person's figure, she must be a woman!
"Should you tell me where you live before asking questions?"
These people must have mistaken the mask on Mu Ji's face as a token of the "Ghost", a killer organization directly under the emperor of Haiguo. They were afraid of being killed indiscriminately, so they broke up and fled.
Tu Shanyue controls the underground intelligence network of Haiguo, and has also met people from the Ghost Group. Although Mu Yu's masks are somewhat similar, you can still find differences if you look closely.
This person must not be a local, otherwise wearing such a misleading mask would be enough to be executed.
When Mu Yi saw Tu Shanyue's face, he didn't think there was anything strange about it until his eyes moved down - locked in his open clothes -
The overly flat chest and tight abdominal muscles told her that she seemed to have misunderstood that the person in front of her was...a woman...
"Uh... I'm sorry! You're so pretty! I thought you were some great beauty..."
Mu Yi's explanation was very practical and pale, but at least he didn't bother Tu Shanyue.
"I am a blacksmith. I heard that your country's blacksmithing skills are extremely advanced, so I came across the ocean to study! I wonder... can you recommend a blacksmith shop to me?"
As soon as these words came out of her mouth, Tu Shanyue couldn't help laughing - the way she covered her lips and arched her eyebrows was so charming that it made Mu Yi's eyes dazzle.
"Blacksmith? Are you a woman?"
Tu Shanyue really doubted whether his and this reckless woman's identities should be changed! A courtesan who is a man, and a woman who is a blacksmith... It's really ridiculous!
"Who stipulates that blacksmiths cannot be women?" Mu Yi was infuriated by Tu Shanyue's sudden ridicule, "In my hometown, there are hundreds of industries, hundreds of occupations, and hundreds of people, regardless of gender or race, can be qualified.
In other words, whether you are rich or poor, noble or humble, you have to fight for it with both hands, and you have become an courtesan! You must be a stunning one!"
She told the truth in her heart seriously, and it was clear that the content was flattery, but Tu Shanyue couldn't hear a trace of flattery.
This woman thought he was good-looking from the bottom of her heart. Tu Shanyue was neither performing nor wearing makeup. She praised him to the sky just by looking at him without makeup!
Most people were kind to him because of Tu Shanyue's beauty and even sincerity. Like her, she praised her so much without any concealment at a glance. In the final analysis, it was just to argue for the equality of men and women...
That was really the first time I saw him!
Seeing that Tu Shanyue was still smiling, Mu Ji became even more confused.
"What did I say wrong? You just kept laughing there..."
He wiped away the tears from the corners of his eyes and waved his hands——