Chapter 224 Fight in, rescue, come back and rush out of Edo
"On the west side of Jingxian Temple, on the second floor of the main gate dormitory, on an empty mountain, the sword is safe." Unfolding the note on the blowing needle, Bi Gu silently recited it in his heart and couldn't help but let out a sigh of relief.
The two worrying things were solved at once, which made him feel very happy. "It seems that there is good wine to drink again..." He looked at the cloak on his body and couldn't help but muttered: "I don't know that the first generation is better than Gu Qing."
What did Juro think? Every generation of sect leaders must wear this troublesome thing when they go out. I really want to sell it for wine! Huh? Could it be that the guy had already expected that the sect was poor and was afraid that future generations would not be able to help but sell this thing?
The only thing that is valuable is why we made this broken rule!"
Yu Tingban can easily find his traces every time, and it can be regarded as the biggest contributor! Even if it can be hidden for a while, it cannot hide this cloak. Once it is worn to find Sorayama Kazuyo and his disciples, as long as he is not mute or blind, he can do whatever he wants.
No matter who you ask, you will know your whereabouts. It doesn't matter to you, but this will definitely affect your friends.
Oh, what should I do... Bigu moved quickly to avoid being discovered, but unless he could teleport, he would still be discovered. At this moment, he suddenly saw a farmer carrying firewood on his back.
, Bigu had a flash of inspiration, rushed behind the farmer and pinched the back of the farmer's neck gently, grabbed the farmer who fainted for a moment and turned into a remote and deserted alley.
He swung his cloak, rolled it up from the bottom, and tucked the collar into his tight-fitting samurai uniform. If the bright red lining hadn't betrayed the truth, he would have looked no different from a farmer carrying a roll of straw mat on his back, of course.
It's not finished.
Bigu took out a handful of companions from his arms and stuffed them into the farmer's clothes, picked up a large pile of firewood and put it on his back, and finally took off the other party's worn-out bamboo hat to cover his head. In this way, a man was hunched over, carrying
The image of a peasant entering the city with a large pile of firewood appeared perfectly. Hiko felt proud. In this way, he did not take off his cloak in violation of the sect rules and could also hide his identity. The shogunate would never have imagined that he would look like this!
Not only am I a better swordsman than Lord Seijuro Ko, but I am also smarter than anyone else. Haha, I am worthy of being called a genius! He walked away proudly, and just after taking two steps, he took off the long sword from his waist with a guilty conscience.
Then he inserted it into the firewood behind his back. Finally satisfied, he left the alley humming an unknown tune and merged into the sparse crowd, never to be found again.
Kazuha Sorayama still didn't eat or drink outside after all. After calming down, he asked Sanai to pack a bunch of food and quickly returned to the dormitory to reduce the possibility of being discovered.
He sat on the mat with his legs spread apart, picked up a piece of oden with his right hand and put it into his mouth. He took a sip of soju with his left hand and narrowed his eyes with enjoyment. Kenshin politely held the chopsticks and clasped his hands together.
, silently said "I'm starting", then picked up the bowl and took a small bite to eat, looking very cautious.
The door was opened silently, Kiriko stepped inside, walked to Sorayama Kazuyo and whispered: "I saw Hiko." "Oh? The news has arrived/how is the master?" Sorayama Kazuyo and Kenshin
At the same time, he put down his chopsticks and asked aloud.
Kiroko nodded and glanced at Kenshin again: "He still looks stupid. Standing among ten thousand people, you can always spot him at first sight." Kiroko, who was born as a ninja, despised this kind of ignorance the most.
, people who don’t want to hide their whereabouts, and who don’t know how to hide their whereabouts, in her opinion, this should be human instinct, even the always arrogant Sorayama Kazuha did a good job, so Bigu has long been classified as someone who has practiced swordsmanship.
Among those who are stupid.
Kenshin was a little ashamed, and thought of retorting to defend his master's dignity, but he didn't know how to say it. What Kiriko said was true. He just begged in a low voice: "Sister Kiriko, the master is a very good person, but our flying sword style is organized."
Rules..." Kazuyo Sorayama waved his hand and interrupted: "Okay, your silly master is here."
Kiroko immediately rushed to the window, opened a gap and looked outside. She was very worried that Higu would expose their whereabouts. Sanai didn't wait for Sorayama Kazuha's instructions, got up and went out to go downstairs to greet him. Although Sorayama Kazuha still looked lazy
Although he couldn't hide the joy in his eyes. Ever since he learned that Seijuro Hiko had come to Edo, there was not a day that went by that he didn't want to see this close friend. Instead of thanking him personally, he just wanted to have a drink with him! He was not afraid that the other party would be exposed.
If the shogunate dares to attack you where you are, the worst they can do is protect Kenshin and the others and kill them!
However, when he looked up and saw Seijuro Hiko dressed as a farmer, he couldn't help but be stunned, "Hiko, you..." "Haha, Sorayama, you can't believe it!" Hiko casually threw the wood on his back to the corner of the room.
Throw it away, unfold the cloak again, sit across from Sorayama Ichiyo and say proudly: "This is my Hidden Sword Style's cloak-winding technique that hides mysteries. I can guarantee that no one can see through Mr. Ko's tricks, let alone the shogunate.
"The proud look of someone coming to praise me makes people laugh.
Before Kazuyo Sorayama could organize his mocking words, Kenshin suppressed his excitement and lay on the mat and said tremblingly: "Master, my disciple has made you worried."
Higurashi reached out and touched Kenshin's hair, and sighed: "It's me who caused you trouble, so how are you doing?" "Yes, master, Sorayama-senpai, Sana, and Kiriko-sister take good care of me."
Sorayama Kazuha took out a black pottery wide-bellied bottle from his arms and threw it towards Higu, "I specially prepared it for you, try it." Higu, a senior alcoholic, ignored Kenshin again, opened the cork, took a sip, and immediately
He smiled brightly and said: "I knew I could have a good drink at your place! The best black pine and white deer are not worth my master's and apprentice's trip to Edo."
"You shouldn't have come."
"I'm already here."
"If you let your disciple take his life in order to save my disciple, I will be uneasy in this life."
"If I watch you die trying to save your disciples, I will be uneasy for the rest of my life."
"I may not die."
"As long as I'm here, you won't die!"
The two of them were drinking and talking, and when they said this, Kazuyo Sorayama's chest felt a little tight, and something seemed to be coming to his eyes. In order to hide it, he raised his head and drank it all in one gulp. After a long time, he lowered his arms that covered his face.
"Do you have any plans?" Bigu seemed completely unaware. He took a deep breath and continued to ask.
"Originally there was."
"What now?"
"With you and me here, no plans are needed."
"Haha! As expected of the Kazuyo Sorayama I know. He has always been brave and foolhardy. He only knows how to kill people with his sword. He is far worse than the witty Uncle Higu!"
"Haha, smart uncle Bigu has any good suggestions."
"Well, now, this... By the way, do you know where Katsura Kogoro is being held?"
"Of course! Then what?"
"Fight in, rescue, and rush out of Edo! What about? Hehe, hahahaha..."
"Brilliant plan! It's indeed a brilliant plan! I'll drink this cup for the sake of your wisdom!"