Regarding Zuo Cun’s own future, it will always be a false proposition.
The reason why a person becomes a person is precisely because everything he does affects all aspects, so he will eventually go in this direction and this road.
"It is indeed more fun to travel with companions. Two are better than one. The more the better. Now the birds will accompany us from time to time, which is really good."
Musashi looked very comfortable.
but--
She couldn't feel comfortable the next second.
"...Are you here again?"
Zuocun let the sparrow fly and pulled out the pheasant feathers.
The sky turned dark again, but luckily——
There was no bloody moon this time, which meant that the heroic swordsman was not nearby.
"...I'm sorry, it's me who has the crow's mouth..."
Musashi, who was very happy just now, suddenly became disappointed.
——But this will not delay her from drawing the sword. Myojin Kiri Muramasa is already in her hand.
"Well... Generally speaking, after saying something like this, if nothing happens, an accident will happen. It always feels like this every time."
Fujimaru Ritsuka scratched her head helplessly.
All I can say is that fortunately, no heroic swordsman appeared this time.
Now I really need to hurry up and go to the city...
"Mr. Samura, Mr. Musashi, please solve it quickly."
After protecting the two children, Fujimaru Ritsuka said seriously.
...
Since there is no heroic swordsman, it will be easy for Samura and Musashi to clean up those so-called black transformations, that is, evil spirits.
After clearing away the evil spirits and returning the sky to a clear state, everyone quickened their pace and headed towards the rustic city.
The rustic city was not far away from them. They didn't walk for long before they saw this "huge" city from a distance.
"Would you like to split up?"
Zuo Cun put on his bamboo hat and was obviously ready to split up.
"...Since you have already put on the hat, do you still need to ask?"
Musashi curled his lips speechlessly.
It is daytime now, and both the interior of the rustic city and the castle towns of the rustic city are bustling with people coming and going.
"I also prepared a bamboo hat."
Musashi took out a bamboo hat from somewhere, put it on his head, and glanced at Zuomura with a showy look.
Zuo Cun:......?
Is this new Musashi a little too childish?
......never mind.
"In short, we don't have to worry about those evil spirits appearing in the rustic city for the time being. We will split up to find out information about the heroic swordsman and the magician, and we will meet here in half an hour."
After saying that, Zuo Cun exerted his strength with his legs, jumped into the air, and left quickly.
"Hyakutori-ryu, it's so gorgeous... He seems to be a somewhat dull person, but what he created and used is such a beautiful, even dazzling swordsmanship?"
Miyamoto Musashi looked at Zuo Cun's back and sighed involuntarily.
"Mr. Samura's personality is actually quite cheerful, but the job agency at that time was probably Assassin."
Fujimaru Ritsuka also saw some patterns.
Samura was summoned during the period when he was at his most famous, most likely as an Assassin agent, while Samura was summoned during a period when he had put down his sword and returned to his original nature, most likely as a Saber agent.
Of course, this is just an inference.
...
"Ah, you mean, Hitachi Country? I have indeed heard that something big and serious happened there... It seems like a kappa appeared in the lord's mansion?"
"You often hear rumors, right? I guess it won't develop into anything serious in the end. Speaking of which - samurai-sama, would you like to buy some of our wine?"
"Rumors? Hmm... I've heard of it, but in the final analysis, you don't need to take it to heart, right? Mr. Shimo is a heavenly leader, and is guarded by Mr. Matsudaira Shimoshou. Even if you take a step back, it really happened.
It's a terrible thing. Edo will also send strong samurai to deal with it, right?"
"Hmm? Master Samurai? What are you asking? Is it about Yu Guo? Where did Yu Guo say it? What? No? Rumors? Ah, sorry, I've never heard of this..."
Zuo Cun said goodbye to a weak-looking man who had just walked out of Flower Street with a dull face.
Why do you feel that no one here cares about this matter...?
The sky was obviously plunged into darkness...could it be a regional issue?
Because the disaster is not reflected on yourself, so you have no feelings?
"Your Excellency Zuocun, have you heard anything useful here?"
While saying hello, Musashi came over and took off his hat from his head. The expression on his face looked a bit off.
"There is nothing to gain. The people here don't seem to know much about Heiyun and Huasheng, and they also have a partial understanding of what happened to Hitachi."
Zuo Cun shook his head.
"It's the same thing here...because the disaster didn't happen to me, I just didn't care. I always feel that people are like this."
Musashi was a little depressed.
Zuo Cun did not answer this question.
This is what humans are like, so there is no need to answer.
"Maybe it's because the news spreads too slowly? After all, this is a peaceful age, and there are no efficient means of communication, so the news will be transmitted very slowly."
Fujimaru Ritsuka made a guess.
In ancient times, in prosperous times, people were indifferent to rumors because disasters did not happen to them. But in troubled times, even a small rumor would make people frightened.
In troubled times, sometimes a small piece of news can determine the life or death of a person, or even a city, or a country.
"There may also be rumors related to the control."
Zuo Cun mentioned another possibility.
But - no matter what the possibility is, it cannot change the fact.
That is to say, the people in this place really know nothing about the black metamorphosis and the burning of Hitachi, and they are still living in confusion.
"Let's ask more, maybe we still ask too little." Musashi shrugged, looking a little unwilling to give up, "Look for more different people to ask? Or ask people who seem to have more status.
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...
"Huh? Judging from the way you are looking around, are you from other places too?"
A very elegant-looking geisha spotted Teng Wanlixie and his party wandering around the castle town, and asked them curiously.
Zuo Cun raised his head, his eyes flickering slightly.