Chapter 149 Tianzhang Yuan is a perfect body and a slap in the face of the powerful! 8100
"Huh?" Qingden raised his eyebrows, and then while sending a puzzled glance at the tea house owner in front of him, he asked, "That person is coming over? What do you mean? Who is coming over?"
At this time, Tianzhangyuan and others who happened to be walking next to Qingteng all heard the incomprehensible words of the teahouse owner just now, so they cooperated with Qingtou and looked at the teahouse owner in confusion.
The tea house owner sighed heavily, and then said quickly in an anxious tone:
"Master Samurai, you don't know. This group of Confucian scholars actually made an appointment with a very troublesome person at today's gathering. That person is Itakura, who has a huge fortune and a very powerful family behind him.
Hirahiko!”
Itakura Hirahiko - Hearing this name, Qingto was startled for a moment, and then quickly recalled who this person was.
"Master Samurai, do you know who Itakura Hirahiko is?" the teahouse owner asked.
Qingden nodded: "I know. He is the second son of Itakura Katsutora, who is one of the most powerful people in the world today. He started the textile business by relying on his family's power."
Of course Aoshito knew who Itakura Hirahiko was, there was no way he didn't know who this person was.
After all, less than half an hour ago, Miss Teshiro introduced who Itakura Hirahiko was to Ayoto, Tenshoin and his party in great detail.
Seeing Aoto nod, the tea house owner let out a sigh of relief as he saved his pen and explained to Aoto and others who itakura Hirahiko was.
"It's good that you know who Itakura Hirahiko is. Now that you know who this person is, don't wait any longer and hurry up and leave here!"
"This group of Confucian scholars are all friends of Itakura Hirahiko, and they have a close relationship with Itakura Hirahiko."
"If you treat these Confucian scholars like this, Itakura Hirahiko will never let it go."
Faced with the tea house owner's earnest persuasion, Tokugawa Iemo was not only unmoved, but instead of following the tea house owner's suggestion, he quickly ran away with oil on his feet. Instead, he asked with interest:
"Boss, how do you know that Itakura Hirahiko is coming here?"
"Master Samurai, this... well, now is not the time to ask such a question."
Although he showed an expression of distress and annoyance, the tea house owner still patiently replied quickly and concisely:
"This group of Confucian scholars are regular customers of my shop. They and Itakura Hirahiko often go to my shop to drink tea and eat snacks together."
"Before you came to my store, Hirose...ah, it was one of these Confucian scholars who came to me and told me: Itakura Hirahiko will be attending the banquet later, so I knew about Itakura
Hirahiko will be here in a moment."
"Master Samurai, That Itakura Hirahiko is notoriously difficult to deal with. While he is..."
Before the tea house owner finished speaking, he suddenly heard a whirring sound from the crowd in front of Qingto and others:
"Hmm? Why do so many people gather here? Did something interesting happen?"
This was a middle-aged male voice full of glib tone. The moment he heard this middle-aged male voice, the tea house owner's face turned pale and he muttered:
"It's over, it's over...he's here..."
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Push the time forward a little -
"Okino-kun, how are you? Are you okay?"
"It's okay... my shoulder hurts... but it's not broken, it's nothing serious..."
"Hiss... my waist...! Okino-kun, Yuki-kun, give me a hand!"
Several Confucian scholars who were not unconscious on the spot and still had certain mobility were gathered together in twos and threes like a bunch of homeless dogs licking each other's wounds.
At this moment, their faces no longer had the scolding Fang Qiu and high-spirited look they had when they were giving instructions in the teahouse; they no longer asked Qingdeng to "go outside" and wanted to teach Qingdeng a lesson directly.
Arrogant and arrogant.
One by one, they looked like mourning concubines, with slumped faces and gloomy expressions as if black water would drip out at any moment.
In fact, if there is a crack nearby, then these rotten scholars really want to get in now and never see anyone again.
It's so embarrassing.
What a shame!
After fighting in both literary and martial arts, Qingdeng unilaterally suppressed and beat him up... Such a result was really embarrassing and he lost all his face.
At this time, a certain Confucian scholar suggested:
"I, let's get out of here quickly..."
As soon as he made this suggestion, he immediately got many people's nods.
The atmosphere lingering behind them and the mocking glances cast towards them by the onlookers around them all made them feel that they were burning inside and their hearts were filled with thousands of arrows.
Even for a second, they wanted to leave this sad place as soon as possible.
But at this moment, a bald Confucian scholar who had lost most of his hair suddenly gritted his teeth and said:
"No! We can't leave like this! If we just run away with our tail between our legs, would you be willing to do so?"
The Confucian scholar who just suggested "escape quickly" lowered his head and said slowly and hoarsely:
"Kirota-kun, how could we be willing to run away in such a hurry after being bullied like this? But what can we do if we don't leave this place?"
There is an obvious implication hidden in the words of this Confucian scholar - in a literary and martial arts competition, none of us are the opponent of the man in the bamboo hat, what can we do to him?
"I admit, we...are indeed no match for that beast in a hat." The bald man gritted his teeth again, "But, have you forgotten? There is one person who has not yet arrived at the party I am waiting for today.
Seat!"
As soon as the bald man said these words, the eyes of everyone around him lit up.
Immediately afterwards, they were heard speaking in harmony one by one:
"Yes, we forgot about it... We can go ask Itakura-sama for help!"
"Yes! Let's ask Mr. Itakura to vent this bad breath for us!"
"With Lord Itakura's intervention, let's see how arrogant this beast dares to humiliate us!"
Talk about Cao Cao, Cao Cao is here.
At this moment, in the crowd not far from them, the greasy middle-aged male voice sounded: "Huh? Why are so many people gathered here? Is something interesting happening?"
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Qingdeng Xunsheng raised his sight - a mountain of meat came into view.
A physical meat mountain.
A very fat middle-aged man, protected by four capable warriors with cold expressions, squeezed through the crowd bit by bit, moved inch by inch, and walked into a place surrounded by onlookers... that is
The open space where Qingdeng and others are currently located.
I saw this big fat man, about forty or fifty years old, wearing gorgeous and exquisite clothes.
Even a layman like Qing Deng, who didn't know anything about the clothing industry, could tell at a glance that this person's outfit was definitely not affordable for ordinary families.
This luxurious dress seemed to be stuffed with three basketballs in the huge belly, which was fully bulging.
From the chin to the collarbone, there were at least seven layers of flesh stacked up in this area - this was the first time Qingdeng had seen a person with so many layers of chin.
Judging from the shape of his facial features, this big fat man should not be ugly, but his extremely high "body fat content" has stretched his entire face, and his facial features have been elongated, making his face look particularly bloated.
ferocious.
To be able to maintain such a body shape in the feudal era when supplies were scarce... I have to say, this is considered a skill.
She has an extremely rich figure; she is closely protected by four warriors who look like bodyguards; she walks with a swagger, and looks arrogant like the boss of the world...
Even without the introduction of others, Qingto could instantly recognize him - this person should be the top official's son and unscrupulous capitalist mentioned by the teahouse owner and Teshiro: Hirahiko Itakura.
There were too many people blocking him. Seeing this, Itakura Hirahiko ordered in a very rude tone:
"Hey! Give way! Make way! Let me pass!"
Seeing Itakura Hirahiko's demeanor, everyone knew that this person was definitely not someone to be trifled with, so they did not dare to disobey and quickly separated to the left and right, leaving a path for Itakura Hirahiko with his huge body to follow him.
The main road used by bodyguards.
Itakura Hirahiko walked unceremoniously on the path that everyone had given way to, and walked five steps in front of Aomori and others.
"Hmm? Hirose-kun?" Itakura Hirahiko looked at the confused and embarrassed Confucian scholars with a shocked face, "Why are you looking like this? What happened?"
"Itakura-sama!"
"Lord Itakura! You are finally here!"
"Itakura-sama! You came just in time!"
The Confucian scholars who are still able to move now are all like domestic animals who heard the dinner bell, one by one "adult", swarming towards Itakura Hirahiko.
Looking at the group of Confucian scholars who were flocking to Itakura Hirahiko and complaining to him in all kinds of ways, Qingden frowned involuntarily.
It’s not because I feel uneasy about Confucian scholars’ behavior of “looking for their parents”.
It was because of how quickly the Confucian scholars changed their faces... Qingdeng, who had seen a lot of the world, couldn't help but feel dumbfounded.
It is already difficult to use specific words to describe the posture and appearance of this group of so-called "disciples of the Holy Sect" at this time.
One by one, when these Confucian scholars stand in front of Itakura Hirahiko, their waists will bend with humility... No! Correction, they cannot bear the word "humble"!
It's just humble.
Their waists all bent in a humble arc in front of Itakura Hirahiko.
In addition to their waists, their eyes are also humble.
If you observe carefully, you can see a flattering look in their eyes that is reminiscent of a "begging dog".
At this moment, Qingnobu suddenly remembered what Miss Teshiro had said about Itakura Hirahiko and these Confucian scholars when she introduced to them who Heihiko Itakura was just now:
(Look at that group of people... they are crazy about wanting to be officials.)
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(Although I don’t know why that group of Confucian scholars hang out with a shameless person like Itakura Hirahiko...but I guess they want to curry favor with the rich and powerful Itakura Hirahiko in order to make profits.
.)
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Qingto somewhat understood why Miss Teshiro made such a comment.
Confucian scholars who study and teach people all day long to abide by the sages, "If you are poor, you can be good for yourself, if you are prosperous, you can help the world", "Wealth cannot be immoral, poverty cannot be moved, power cannot be subdued", the Confucian scholars are well tamed.
Like a dog, it bows and wag its tail to the powerful...
Looking at the scene full of black humor in front of him, Qing Deng felt both funny... and pitiful.
He could hardly figure out whether it was the problem of these Confucian scholars themselves or some other external reason that forced this group of students from the Changping Ban Institute of Learning, who were not from bad backgrounds, to maintain their salary and maintain friendship in such a shameless manner.
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At almost the same time that Ayoto finished his emotional expression in silence, Itakura Hirahiko learned from the mouths of the Confucian scholars what had happened here before he arrived here.
"I see...it was the guy wearing the hat who humiliated you, right..."
Itakura Hirahiko raised his head and gaze, looking straight at Ayoto, his eyes that were extremely small due to the fat on his face narrowed his eyes even more.
"Okay, I understand, leave it to me. I can't sit idly by when my friends are insulted. I'm here to seek justice for you!"
As soon as Itakura Hirahiko said this, the scholars all showed overjoyed expressions and hurriedly blew rainbow farts to Itakura Hirahiko.
"Lord Itakura, I'm very grateful!"
"Lord Itakura, you waited for me... No! You have done a great job of supporting our Confucian sect, and we will never forget it!"
"We will never forget your great kindness!"
Itakura Hirahiko, who was surrounded by the rainbow farts of the scholars, showed a dazed expression.
With a proud smile on his lips, he took a step forward in the direction of Qingdeng and others, and cleared his throat:
"I am the second son of Katsutora Itakura, shopkeeper of Jinxiuya, Hirahiko Itakura! I wonder where you are from? What are your names?"
At this moment, the atmosphere of the scene changed.
The onlookers, who had been interacting enthusiastically until just now, and who were casting mocking glances at the group of scholars, suddenly fell silent.
The scene was filled with a sense of tension that made people gasp.
A tingling tension that makes one's skin crawl.
For the common people, the town official at the administrative office is almost the highest-level official they can come into contact with in their daily life - even so, not everyone has the opportunity to meet the town official.
Is this the case for the town's obedience, let alone Ruonian Ji, whose status is second only to Lao Zhong and whose status is similar to that of "Deputy Prime Minister"?
In an instant, masses of exclamations and sighs erupted from all around.
"Hey, did I hear correctly just now? Did he say he was Ruonianji's son?"
"Hiss... this is the first time I have seen someone with such an incredible status..."
"It is indeed Itakura Hirahiko! No wonder I always feel that this person looks familiar!"
"Hey, let's go, let's get out of here."
"Hmm? Get out of here? Why?"
"Idiot, haven't you heard of Itakura Hirahiko's bad reputation? This man is a famous villain! He is extremely mean to others! All the people who work under him are tortured by him until they complain. And
I heard that he is a very lecherous person, and all the pretty people who work under him have suffered varying degrees of harassment from him. Let’s go, let’s stay away from this villain.”
"I actually got into trouble with Ruonianji's son... That samurai with the hat is in big trouble..."
Although there were a few discordant voices, overall, after he revealed his identity and name, the reactions of the people around him still made Itakura Hirahiko quite satisfied.
He liked this feeling very much.
This feeling of being respected by others, feared by others, and sought after by others.
Itakura Hirahiko's mouth opened wider, and the proud smile hanging on his lips deepened. He was smug and looked at Ayoto arrogantly.
He thought that after learning his identity, this group of strangers dressed in traveler's attire would definitely show the kind of frightened and frightened expressions he liked to see most.
However... the picture that unfolded before his eyes in reality was far from his imagination.
He looked left and right, but he couldn't find the slightest trace of fear or panic on the faces of Qingdeng and others.
All that came into view were extremely calm faces one after another.
It seems to be saying: Well, I know you are Ruonian's son, so what? So what?
Itakura Hirahiko was puzzled by the calm look of Ayoto and his group. He thought in his mind: Why are these people so calm and unhurried? Don't they know what Wakato means? No, this is impossible! Even if they live there
It’s impossible for people in Shangao who don’t know what Ruonianji is!
While Itakura Hirahiko was wondering, Tokugawa Iemo stood in front of him and said calmly:
"We are the feudal lords of the Jiyin clan, and I am Asano Shigemo."
Tokugawa Iemo raised his hand and pointed towards Aoden.
"This is Tachibana Aoharu."
After hearing the pseudonym Tokugawa Iemo gave himself, Aoto couldn't help but twitch the corners of his mouth in a fit of laughter and tears.
Tokugawa Iemo played a homophone joke.
In Japanese, "tangerine" and "tachibana" have the same pronunciation, both are "Tachibara"
"Qingqing" is the combination of Qingdeng's common name "Qingdeng" and his real name "Shengqing".
Tokugawa Iemo's voice brought Itakura Hirahiko's consciousness back to reality.
"Well...Jiyin...since you are from Jiyin, then you and us Edo people are one family!"
Kiyin Clan, Owari Clan, Mito Clan - these three vassals, commonly known as the Gosan Clan, are all collateral branches of the Tokugawa family. Not only are they allowed to use the Tokugawa surname, but also if the shogun has no heirs, he will
The privilege of choosing a successor from among them - this is how Tokugawa Iemoji rose to the rank of shogun.
Therefore, Itakura Hirahiko was right when he said that the Kiin people and the Edo people were one family.
"Since you and we are considered a family, I won't make any meanderings! I will tell you openly and openly!"
"I have heard the exact details of what you have just done from my friends."
Itakura Hirahiko looked at Aoto.
"Your name is Tachibana, right? You spoke rudely, wantonly insulted the saint's teachings first, and injured my friends last. Such arrogant behavior is too much, isn't it?"
Qingdeng heard this and said coldly:
"Although I don't know what your group of friends said to you, I will explain it for now."
"First of all, I am not insulting Confucianism. The people I am insulting are from beginning to end the group of people behind you who are ignorant of their studies and only know how to talk unrealistically."
"Secondly, the mess they are in now is entirely their own fault."
"They were the first to provoke me and threatened to teach me a lesson."
"In the end, it was because they were not good at their skills. 14 of them beat one of me, and I ended up killing them. It was a disastrous defeat."
As soon as these words came out, the Confucian scholars were furious again.
With the support of Itakura Hirahiko, the group of scholars no longer looked depressed, and rushed to attack Aoshito by beating drums:
"Don't spit on anyone!"
"Nonsense! It's obvious that you have shamelessly insulted the sage's learning! If not, how could we fight with you to defend the honor of the sage's learning?"
"Yeah yeah!"
The little calculations of these Confucian scholars are really crackling.
The focus of their debate was entirely on "literary struggle."
As for "fighting", they are completely silent.
Because there is no way to argue...
14 vs. 1. They, as the besiegers, were single-handedly beaten to a pulp by Qingdeng... This is an ironclad fact that cannot be washed away no matter how you explain it.
At this time, Itakura Hirahiko's bodyguards...the four samurai who were standing around Itakura Hirahiko, exuding a sophisticated and cold atmosphere in both their expressions and behavior, raised their heads in uniform movements.
, carefully looked at Qingdeng from head to toe.
One of them murmured:
"Can you actually defeat 14 samurai by yourself..."
Qingden ignored the roars of the crowd of scholars and looked at Itakura Hirahiko fearlessly.
"Hmph!" Hirahiko Itakura, with a hint of impatience on his face, snorted coldly, "You can argue whatever you want! You injured my friend, and I must seek justice for my friends.
return!"
"Listen to me, I will give you two choices now. Either..."
Or - when he said this group of words, Itakura Hirahiko's voice suddenly stopped.
It was as if he had seen something extraordinary or something extraordinary. His pair of narrow eyes widened, and the size of his eyes became three times the normal size.
His eyes glanced blankly at Qingdeng... No, the position must be further away...
What Itakura Hirahiko is looking at in his carving is Tenshouin standing directly behind Aishoto.
Because today's "trip to Edo" was a private visit incognito, out of the need to hide his identity, Tenshouin specially changed into a cyan kimono with an ordinary style and fabric before leaving the house.
Tianzhangyuan's favorite color is cyan.
Cyan gives people a sense of grace, maturity, calmness, but also a sense of liveliness - which matches Tianzhangyuan's personality very well.
Therefore, Qingdeng personally thinks that Tianzhangyuan is particularly suitable for wearing cyan clothes.
In addition to wearing simple clothes, Tianzhangyuan also deliberately did not apply makeup, and her pretty face was completely bare-faced.
Beautiful and gorgeous clothes and exquisite and elegant makeup can indeed greatly improve a person's appearance, even by leaps and bounds.
But for true beauty, these elements are just the icing on the cake - even without these "flowers", the "brocade" is still beautiful.
Plain makeup? Simple clothes? These external objects are all insignificant to the fairy-like Tianzhangyuan!
A certain part that is no less full than Zuo Nazi, holds up the part above the waistband.
Wu Yan Shengxue's beautiful skin and exquisite facial features do not require any makeup at all.
Even if she is purely bare-faced, it is enough to deal a 100% critical blow to those who are greedy for beauty.
Judging from Itakura Hirahiko's current demeanor as if he has lost his soul... there is no doubt that he was conquered by Tenshouin's beauty.
Facing Itakura Hirahiko's licking gaze, Tenshoin couldn't help but frown his beautiful brows.
Although sight is an intangible thing without a concrete form, Itakura Hirahiko's current expression and sight are really... too disgusting.
Tianzhangyuan couldn't help but have a strange feeling as if he was being tightly entangled by the tentacles of a big octopus.
She shuddered involuntarily, then subconsciously stood half a step sideways and hid behind Qingdeng.
Tenshouin's sidestepping action brought Itakura Hirahiko back to his senses.
"Uh, ah ha ha ha!"
Itakura Hirahiko rubbed his hands and put a smooth smile on his face:
"Girl, you are so beautiful! I wonder what your name is?"
Tian Zhangyuan's brows instantly frowned even more tightly.
Just when she opened her red lips and was about to say something, she suddenly saw the light in front of her dimming - Qingdeng, who was standing in front of her, adjusted the orientation and posture of his body to better protect her behind him.
"What her name is is none of your business." Qingdeng's tone was cold and tough.
Hearing Qingdeng's words, Tianzhangyuan was stunned for a moment.
After taking a break, a gentle smile swept over her cheeks like a cloud.
Aoto's response made Itakura Hirahiko's expression freeze and he cast an angry look at Aoto.
However, he quickly changed his mind - suppressing the anger in his eyes, and smiling again on his face, he quickly walked towards Qingdeng... to be more precise, towards Tian who was hiding behind Qingdeng.
Chapter Academy.
"Oh, I didn't expect there to be such a beauty in this world. I am so lucky to see her today!"
The frost-faced Tianzhangyuan said coldly:
"Stop, don't come near me again."
Hearing this, Itakura Hirahiko immediately stopped in a gentlemanly manner and stopped two steps directly in front of Aoto.
"Sorry, sorry, I was abrupt."
After Itakura Hirahiko laughed a few times at Tenshoin, he turned to look into Ayoto's eyes and said sternly:
"I originally wanted to say: If you don't kneel down and apologize to my friends, it will definitely make you look good... But now, I have changed my mind."
Speaking of this, Itakura Hirahiko stood on tiptoes and peeked at Tenshoin who was hiding behind Aoto, his eyes flashing with a lustful look that could not be hidden.
"This beautiful lady, as long as you drink a few cups of tea with me, I will let your companion go. How about that?"
"What?" Tianzhangyuan blinked his beautiful eyes several times in an instant, and his expression became meaningful.
Aoto, Tokugawa Iemo and the two sisters, their facial expressions also became intriguing at the same time.
Itakura Hirahiko was immersed in his own world and said loudly and majestically:
"As I said before, I am the son of Katsutora Wakatori Itakura and the shopkeeper of Jinxiu House! I believe you should know what this means. As long as I am willing, I can make you suffer bad luck immediately!"
"Do you want to go against me, or do you want to listen to me obediently - I believe you can weigh it and figure out which option is the best solution."
Having said this, Itakura Hirahiko paused.
He seemed to want to strengthen his persuasiveness. So, while focusing his attention on Tianzhangyuan, he continued:
"Don't worry, I won't do anything wrong. I really just want to have a few cups of tea with you and get to know you, that's all."
"Even if I were to commit such a thing as 'robbing a civilian girl', I would definitely not get any good results."
Without even pretending, he unscrupulously used his power to oppress others, bullying men and dominating women... Facing Itakura Hirahiko's "frank" behavior, Aomori and his party became silent.
Itakura Hirahiko, who subconsciously thought that Seito and others were shaken by his coercion and inducement, became even more forgetful and arrogant.
He ignored the "Don't come near me again" ban issued by Tianzhangyuan just now and took another half step forward.
And just when this big fat man narrowed the distance between himself and Tianzhangyuan a little bit——
"Um?"
Suddenly, Itakura Hirahiko sniffed hard.
"This is?"
Itakura Hirahiko's eyes looked at Tenshoin and instantly became extremely hot.
"Miss, are you still a virgin?"
"?!" Tianzhangyuan's expression suddenly changed.
This strange cry was like discovering a new world, like a boulder smashed into a calm lake, causing a large number of ripples and water splashes to splash out.
In an instant, a bunch of curious gazes, as if they were watching animals, were uniformly focused on Tianzhangyuan.
"Hmm? Virginity? That beautiful woman?"
"That woman is quite old, she should be almost 25 years old, right? Is she still a virgin at such an old age? Hehehe~~"
"Hehehe, is there no man willing to want her?"
"How is that possible? You don't even look at what that woman looks like. How can no man want such a beautiful woman? If I could marry such a beautiful woman, I would be willing to shorten my life by 10 years!"
"How does Itakura know that woman is a virgin?"
"Ah, I seem to have heard that Itakura Hirahiko has the special ability of 'being able to smell which woman is a woman'. I just don't know if this rumor is true or not."
"Hey hehehe~ This is the first time I see such an old virgin~~"
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Regardless of ancient or modern times, in both China and the West, other people's affairs between men and women have always been the most anecdotes that can satisfy people's voyeuristic desires.
Older virgins... This kind of thing is a topic that people can talk about even in modern times where the atmosphere is open.
This is true even in the modern era, let alone the feudal era when the people were immature and advocated "early marriage and early childbearing" and "women should marry early."
Although he tried hard to hide it, Tianzhangyuan's pretty face still showed an expression of embarrassment and discomfort uncontrollably.
The initiator of this predicament for Tianzhang Yard—Itakura Hirahiko greedily sucked in the air around him with an intoxicated expression on his face.
"Hehehe~~ I can't smell it wrong, this is the scent of a virgin~~ Hehehe~ Miss, I didn't expect that you are still a virgin at such an old age..."
Peng!
The dull sound of flesh colliding interrupted Itakura Hirahiko's obscene speech.
With no expression on his face, Aoto swung a standard straight punch towards Itakura Hirahiko's face.
The hard fist surface; the fat face full of flesh - these two unrelated things are deeply embedded together, and then separated in the next moment.
"Pfft-!"
Itakura Hirahiko, whose facial features changed from three-dimensional to two-dimensional, flew backwards! Leaving behind a series of screams and blood drops in mid-air!
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