"To be honest, the poor monk really doesn't want to let you go." Hojo Huan'an suddenly raised his head and looked into Yu Qiuping's eyes. The sharpness in his cloudy eyes made Yu Qiuping shiver. "The poor monk is very scared.
I want to kill you, kill you with my own hands. There are so many secrets hidden in you, and the poor monk is going crazy thinking about killing you... I really want to experience the moment of enlightenment when I kill you.
.”
Listening to Hojo Genan's suddenly morbid and crazy words, Yu Qiuping felt cold sweat all over his body. He couldn't even believe that the perverted murderer in front of him was the same person as the elegant and easy-going old monk just now.
"But the poor monk can't do it." Hojo Gen'an sighed, then shook his head feebly and said, "Your Highness must have thought that the poor monk is old and no longer a match for you, right? In fact, you are wrong, if
If you meet alone, it would be easy for a poor monk to kill you."
"What a pity." Hojo Genan sighed again, raised his chin slightly, and pointed at Honda Tadakatsu who was not far behind Yu Qiupei, "It is rumored in the world that Yu Qiu Hongye has two treasures. One.
It's the Chidori made by Imagawa Harubu by melting down the famous tea utensils. The other one is the unrivaled Heihachiro Tadakatsu. Even though he is so far away, he is always on guard here. If there is anything unusual about the poor monk, he will be there right away.
The body and head are in a different place."
"Master Huan'an..." Yu Qiuping didn't know what to say for a moment, he just looked at Hojo Huan'an blankly.
Hojo Genan was silent for a long time, then he stopped laughing, and his demeanor returned to the kind and kind old man before. He bowed to Yuqiu and said, "I lost my composure just now. Your Majesty Momiji is laughing at you."
"Is there anything else you want to say? If not, I'll take my leave." Yu Qiuping looked at Hojo Gen'an and felt a little panicked, wishing he could leave the old monk as soon as possible.
"One more request." Unexpectedly, Hojo Genan actually had something to say.
"What?" Yu Qiuping asked in confusion.
"I am willing to tell His Highness Momiji a piece of information. If His Highness Momiji finds it useful, please agree to a condition for me." Hojo Genan took the rosary beads in his arms back into his arms.
"What conditions?" Yu Qiuping stepped back a little warily.
"Leave the blood of the Hojo family so that the Hojo family will not be extinct when it is destroyed." Hojo Genan adjusted his sitting posture and bowed respectfully to Yu Qiuping, "Please."
"This..." Yu Qiuping was stunned when he heard this and said incoherently, "Master Huan'an... what are you talking about?"
However, Hojo Genan did not reply or get up. He just knelt down quietly and waited for Yu Qiuping's response without saying a word. Yu Qiuping was already shocked. Hojo Genan was such a sophisticated and scheming person.
, why did he suddenly say these words to Yu Qiupei like a solitary person, and why did he believe that the Hojo family would be destroyed in the near future? What kind of information should be exchanged for such a major request to leave the heirs of the Hojo family?
?
Yu Qiuping completely couldn't understand the terrifying old man in front of him.
"Okay, I promise you." Yu Qiuping nodded in agreement.
"So, thank you, Your Highness Momiji." Hojo Genan stood up slowly, clasped his hands and bowed again to Yu Qiupei.
"It's just..." Yu Qiuping tilted his head in confusion, "Didn't the master just say that the so-called trust and the good reputation of a promise are just a cloud, just because the price of betrayal is not high enough? If that is the case, why still
Do you want to make this agreement with me? I will not recognize this agreement after hearing the information, what can Master Huan'an do to me?"
"Indeed, the poor monk cannot rule out this situation, and there is no way to avoid it." Hojo Genan smiled bitterly in relief, "But anyway, that information is of no use to anyone in this world, and it may only be helpful to His Highness Momiji.
.I told you that the poor monk will not lose anything, but will get a favorable favor. If His Majesty Hongye turns out to be kind-hearted in the future, won’t the poor monk just leave a way out for those incompetent children of the Hojo family?"
"Master is very open-minded." Yu Qiuping also smiled and sat down cross-legged again, "I wonder what kind of magical information can make Master so solemn?"
Hojo Genan stroked his white beard, then looked at the bonfire and whispered: "Does His Highness Momiji still remember the sound of the flute outside Noda Castle?"
"Yeah." Yu Qiuping nodded pretending to be nonchalant, and the nerves in his whole body were tense - wasn't this the secret that he had been struggling with before?
"As far as the poor monk knows, there should be only three people in the world who know that piece of music." Hojo Genan raised his eyes and looked at Yu Qiupei, whose hands had begun to tremble slightly.
"Because that piece of music was improvised by Imagawa Osamu at Zentoku-ji Temple where he had a secret meeting with Takeda Ozen and Hojo Sakyo when the Zentoku-ji Three Kingdoms Alliance was concluded. There were only three of them present."
Yu Qiuping was stunned when he heard the words, and the shock in his heart was no less than when Hojo Genan pointed out that he was a time traveler. He felt that his mind was blank, and his whole body was not listening. He could only blurt out and asked: "Master, what are you doing?"
How did you know?"
"To be honest, before my nephew died, it was a poor monk who gave him the last stab." Hojo Genan gave an incomprehensible reply, then stood up and saluted, leaving him stunned in place and unable to move.
Yu Qiuping waved his sleeves and left.
"Your Highness Hongye, we will never see you later."
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"What?"
Late at night, in the Hongye Army camp, after listening to Yu Qiuping's description, Imagawa Feng couldn't help but exclaimed.
"Now it can be concluded that the person who played the flute and assassinated Takeda Shingen that day must have been a guard of the Imagawa family, maybe the Mishima-sama." Yu Qiuping's heart was enlightened, "On what day should they hear the news from the family governor?
Your Highness played this tune and memorized the melody."
"But if it is according to what you said, the flute player used this music to lure Takeda Shingen. So he should not only know the melody of this music, but also the meaning behind it." Imagawa Kaede reasoned with a frown.
"Maybe His Highness the Governor played this tune that day, and the personal guards asked curiously, and His Highness the Governor told them that it was a tune he wrote during the secret talks of the Shande Temple Alliance." Yu Qiuping thought of a reasonable reason.
"Otherwise, how can we explain it? The Takeda family's own people would not assassinate Takeda Shingen. The Hojo family was still an ally of the Takeda family at the time. Logically speaking, it would not..."
When Yu Qiuping said this, another thought suddenly flashed in his mind. Why can't allies take action against allies? When he first joined the Imagawa family and went to Jundong County to investigate the mysterious disappearance of the messenger, wasn't he a ninja from the Hojo family?
Did he secretly intercept and kill the messenger to create tension? Didn't he just not want the Imagawa family to go to Luo? Then when Takeda Shingen wanted to go to Luo, were the Hojo family trying to find a way to stumble the Takeda family? Seeing that they couldn't stop it, they simply assassinated him.
Takeda Shingen? No one else said it, but Hojo Genan, the secret leader of the Fuuma Ninjas, knew this song. It was probably him who did it. With his crazy personality, he might not be able to make it.
"You just said that Hojo Gen'an actually knows the secret that you are a time traveler?" Imagawa Kaede's worried words disrupted Yu Qiuping's thoughts, "Are he and the 'His Royal Highness' behind Suiko the same person? Miss Kinomoto
Is he also the person behind this? Since he is an enemy, why would he rescue you?"
"I don't know, I don't know how he knows. And I feel that he knows a lot." Yu Qiuping took a shaky breath, "Maybe he also knows how I traveled through time... I feel like
, he seemed to think that I knew how I traveled through time at first, so he talked about it like a casual chat. However, when he found out that I didn’t seem to know anything about it, he immediately kept silent, obviously not wanting to.
Let me know the secret behind time travel."
"Ah?" Imagawa Kaede was even more surprised when he heard this, "If he knows the secret behind this, he must find a way to find out."
"It's useless. A person like him would never leak such information. Moreover, we don't know anything about it. Even if he makes up a fake one for us, how can we tell it apart?" Yu Qiuping was frustrated.
He scratched his hair randomly with his hands, "How on earth did I come to this era... He also mentioned some Japanese myths. Could it be that mysterious religious rituals summoned me here? Those religions are not lies.
?"
Yu Qiuping thought about the series of experiments he conducted when he and Ashi were under house arrest in Omi Temple. As long as he enters the meditative state, his own body will become insubstantial, and he will also enter the state of energy.
I saw the cave of memories (). Although I don’t know if it was an illusion that Ichi and I were confused at the time, but if it is not an illusion - is it related to the secret of my time travel? Hojo Genan is like this
Did the eminent monk also meditate like that? Could it be that he learned so many things through this?
Yu Qiuping only felt that the more he thought about it, the more confused and complicated he became. He lay down on the bed with abandonment, covered his face with his hands and let out a long scream. He vaguely felt that the truth about his time travel was floating in front of his eyes, but how could he
Can't even catch it.
"Ping." Imagawa Kaede suddenly spoke, but there was no follow-up.
"What's wrong?" Yu Qiuping sat up from the bed and glanced at Imagawa Kaede, whose eyes were dull.
"I suddenly had a premonition." Imagawa Feng Liu frowned slightly, biting his lip and hesitantly muttered.
"What's the premonition?" Yu Qiuping hugged Imakawa Feng worriedly and waved his hand in front of her face, "Are you okay? Are you stupid?"
"You are stupid." Imagawa Feng was amused by Yu Qiuping's actions and rolled his eyes at him, "What were you doing dancing there just now?"
"I don't want to think about those troublesome things anymore. The more I think about it, the more confused I become." Yu Qiuping suddenly threw Imagawa Feng onto the bed in a rage, and the beauty underneath him let out a surprised cry.
"Ranwan, get rid of the people nearby." Yu Qiuping shouted to Mori Ranmaru outside the tent, then turned around and smiled at the charming young woman under him who was slowly turning red.
Face.
"What are you doing?" Imagawa Kaede pouted her little mouth and made a scolding sound.
"What do you think?" Yu Qiuping buried his head deeply into Imagawa Feng's chest, and then glanced at the beauty on her neck, and restlessly roamed her smooth back with his hands, "Of course it's something that doesn't bother you.