Killing is food in the stove of the Yellow Springs.
Wipe the blood on the pheasant feathers with cloth and slowly return to the sheath.
Anno Zuomura sighed.
No guilt at all.........
After moving his wrists, Zuocun Annuo left the place.
What is left behind are more than ten corpses.
A group of bandits, specially robbed pedestrians on the road, were killed.
Since leaving the test guard hall, Annuo Zuocun has moved towards the north.
Since there is no goal, just find a direction.
It took Zuomura a month to come from Muro to Echizen.
"This is Aizu Fan, right?" Zuomura had no idea about the body behind him, but just scratched his head and checked the simple map in his hand.
A bandit who had not yet completely died looked at Annuo Zuocun with a blurry look.
Fear, fear, regret.
The young warrior did not look back, but just scratched his head and moved forward with seemingly ignorant.
Why can such a person—after drawing his sword—do it, so...
ruthless?
There was no expression on his face, no anger or excitement.
He just pulled out the green knife and killed the people who surrounded him, and then continued to rush forward with a blank expression.
"This is...what...monster..."
The wound on the chest could even be seen directly at the bandits with their broken hearts, saying the last sentence of their life, falling to the ground, making a little noise.
Zuocun looked back subconsciously.
Blood flowed down the mountain path.
"Well, what you have done is enough to define you outside of people. Why do I still measure you by the standard of killing?"
Turning his head back, Zuocun continued to move forward.
"brute."
Annuo Zuocun, who has no past, has summarized his own values ​​from what he has experienced so far.
In his opinion, these scum that is not enough to be called human beings is not even enough to make him pull out the knife used by human beings, but just pull out the feathers used as backup and kill them in a few seconds.
Then keep moving forward.
Two more months passed.
The New Year has passed, Zuocun walked in the wind and snow with a scarf wrapped around.
"Ah, there is a village ahead."
In the deep winter, only the leaves of the coniferous forest are still green. In the gaps between the leaves, Zuocun saw a room.
"What, it turns out to be just a shrine." Zuocun sighed.
If there is a village, there may be an inn.
But with this shrine, you can finally stop sleeping in the wind and snow today.
And while Zuocun was happily lying in the dilapidated shrine and preparing to sleep for a night of peace-
Edo.
Outside Edo Bay.
Nine large ships are getting anchored.
"General, didn't we say we would come back in April or May, we'll drive the boat here now..."
A few drops of cold sweat came from the temples of a non-commissioned officer, looking at the old man standing in front of the deck.
U.S. Admiral, General Perry.
He has a very gloomy nose, which looks very terrifying against the night sky.
"It's one thing, but what we have to do has to be another."
General Perry's mouth curled up a little
"Japanese..." He smoked and looked at the bustling Edo, "If I give in a little, this group of people will think they have won."
"So, the best way is to save all the cumbersome procedures."
“Showing the toughest and stubborn side of our America.”
Throwing the cigarette butt into the sea, Perry turned around and walked into the cabin.
His words echoed on the deck.
"When negotiating with these smart and disguised people, we must give priority to all falsehoods and use the arrogant and arrogant attitude we are used to, the best way is."
......
"What should I do now? The American ship... has arrived in Edo Bay. I even want to rush into Haneda Bay..." I was sitting alone in my seat, looking flustered.
"Matsuhira Old Master... calm down." Behind the curtain, a young voice with a difficult tone, "The purpose of the Americans should be very clear."
There was silence in the air.
"General..."
“Those hateful foreigners…”
"Old Master Abe, don't say these words now... We need to recognize the reality."
"But, General Tokugawa's family...!" Abe Masahiro said anxiously.
"Silent...we need negotiation now." General Tokugawa Iedaki said in a sad tone.
"...Yes." Abe Masahiro looked unwilling and lowered his head.
The other four old Chinese kept silent and silently accepted the fact that they wanted to negotiate again with those Americans.
Masahiro Abe's nails were about to be embedded in the palm of his hand, and his teeth were chewing.
"Sintai, Aizu, and Changgang are invited to mobilize their troops to be responsible for the guards of this negotiation." Tokugawa Idai felt extremely humiliated. The five old masters could feel this unwillingness even through the curtains.
Everyone knows what the purpose of Americans is.
Let Japan open a port and serve as a springboard for them to go to the mainland opposite the Sea of ​​Japan.
This is related to Japan's policies, and more importantly, to Japan's...dignity.
However, now, American ships have been blocked in Edo Bay.
The powerful force made this group of wastes who were used to comfort... scared.
Since you are scared, how can you talk about dignity?
......
Early the next morning.
Kondo Shusuke stood on the harbor and wanted to look at the nine ships on the sea.
Although it looks very far, Kondo Shusuke vaguely feels...
"Master, what happened?" Toshiba Sui San's height has exceeded Kondo Shusuke.
Kondo Shusuke did not answer Toshiba Suzumi's words, but just stared at the nine big ships and pondered.
"My premonition is the same as Zuomura-kun's... Troubled times are coming, but I didn't expect... to come so quickly." Kondo Shusuke sighed slightly.
"Let everyone in the trial hall not go out again, we... close the hall for a while."
Kondo Shusuke's eyebrows were locked together.
He looked at his disciples.
Okina Headmaster, Shimazaki Katsuta, Toshiba Sumizu, Inoue Genzakiro...
In addition to these four, there are many more.
As troubled times are approaching, I can only take good care of your unfinished feathers before the big waves hit.
"Go back first." Walking down the harbor, Kondo Shusuke walked towards the test guard hall.
Katsushimazaki scratched his face: "The troubled times are coming..."
"Well, I don't need to think too much, just follow your steps." Inoue Genzaburo smiled.
All of his works are in this test hall, and Toshiba Yumiya Shimazaki Katsuta is his way forward.
"Well! If the fire of troubled times burns to us, call Zuocun that bastard and form a team together!"
"Yeah!" Chief Okina nodded very hard, "You must call Zuocun!"
Chapter completed!