Falling Wind Story

"The Story of the Falling Wind" Author: rosebud

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At the fireworks display seven years ago, Kamji Nishimura fled to North America after killing his rival who succeeded the head of the family.

Seven years later, he came back and told Sano Liu, I am innocent.

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This article is set in the background of Kyoto, with cold weapons as the main ones.

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One-sentence introduction: the story of the swordsman

Conception: Those who have been wronged will eventually be punished

Chapter 1

one,

I sat cross-legged under the temporary shed in the yard, occupying the space of the canopy in the same posture, and there were three other similar groups of people, uniformly dressed in black suits, with a calm expression on the surface, with a pair of eyes staring at the room The leader of his own team who was kneeling inside had to pay attention to the movements of the people around him, so sitting was more tiring than standing.

I knew the importance of this scene, so I didn't dare to slack off, and only glanced into the room occasionally.

Hidden by flowers and trees, it is hard to see clearly, but a row of people in black kimonos can be vaguely seen, and next to them are monks chanting sutras.The atmosphere is solemn, with only the sound of scriptures and wooden fish in the air.

Just looking at the silhouette, Sano Liu is also the thinnest. His hair has not been cut for a long time. The front bangs are long and hang down to cover the eyes, and the broken hair in the back extends all the way to the collar of the kimono.

After the previous patriarch Mr. Watanabe passed away, everyone gathered in Kyoto.

Today is the last day of the ceremony, and only the insiders of the organization will participate in the ceremony held at Mr. Watanabe's mansion.

Sano Liu was one of Mr. Watanabe's adopted sons during his early travels.Mr. Watanabe adopted a total of more than a dozen adoptive sons, coming and going, and finally only four of them were present, kneeling in the Japanese room of the mansion with their own ghosts, worshiping his dead soul.

I cheered up ignorantly.

Although the organization is a polar organization, it was originally a dojo known for its swordsmanship. It has a long history from its establishment to its growth.So there are so many rules.

Maybe it's because I'm a master of kendo, and I was taken to Sano-ryu just after I joined the club.He has his own practice dojo. When I went in, I found that the gym was very dark, the polished floor was wiped clean, and a thin figure was practicing in a navy blue broad-legged uniform.

As if I was taking an entrance exam, I was carried to the court. The 5-minute contest ended quickly. I have to say that his movements are very neat, and I think his retreating posture is beautiful-the only reason why he lost to me was because of the overly wide Taoist uniform that was worn on him for some reason. out of his shape.

When he took off his face panting and shaking his head to shake off the sweat on his bangs, I still stared at it for a second.

His chin is small and pointed, and his pupils are very light-colored, and he seems to be out of focus when looking at people.The corners of his eyes drooped weakly, and they were placed on his pale face, showing an expression of boredom.

Unexpectedly, one of the five great swordsmanship masters under Watanabe's group turned out to be a young man with a delicate appearance like a woman.

Since then, I have been serving as Liu's personal bodyguard. I wanted to call him "Master Liu" like everyone else, but he lowered his eyes and said gently, no, just call me Liu.

Today, all the team leaders gathered together, and I believe that undercurrents are indispensable. Unexpectedly, a whole morning passed, just waiting in vain to waste time on the sidelines.

The dark clouds in the sky were getting lower and lower, as if a storm was brewing.

The crowd outside the gate suddenly became agitated. In the room, Liu raised his head and looked at me calmly. I immediately ran to the door to see what happened without holding an umbrella.

There was a row of black cars parked on the side of the road. They were cheap. They were not cars from the organization. They had been parked for a long time. At this time, a group of plainclothes people suddenly came down from the car and stopped a thin man.

The leading Inspector Takata gritted his teeth and said to the person who came: "Mr. Nishimura Kamishi, that case, the statute of limitations has not yet expired, you dare to come back?"

The person who came was dressed in black and black trousers, and was carrying a dusty suitcase that was soaked by the rain.The cuffs of the long black shirt were rolled up, revealing a section of bluish-white skin.His hair was also quite long, covering his eyes, only his tall nose bridge and thin lips were exposed. I saw him from a distance, and an inexplicable thought came to my mind: This man looks a lot like Liu.But Bi Liu is a bit more heroic.

The butler held up a big umbrella and came out to pick up the man, the man raised his hand and gently pushed Inspector Takada's shoulder away, and finally spoke in a voice that couldn't be lowered: "Sorry, I'm going in to see my adoptive father for the last time. "

All the way into the courtyard without a word, the people kneeling in the room obviously straightened their backs.As if he couldn't see anything, Mr. Nishimura cleaned his hands, rang the bell, and took incense to burn. After worshiping, he folded his hands and closed his eyes, as if muttering to himself: "Father, the little god is late." .”

I looked at Xiangliu subconsciously. At some point, he revealed his eyes that had been covered by bangs. Although he was expressionless and calm, his eyes were fixed on Mr. Nishimura, and he didn't leave for a second. .

two,

I guess it's not that I haven't heard of Mr. Nishimura.

When Mr. Watanabe was dying, Liu went to visit him.

It rained heavily that day, and I propped up a huge black umbrella for Liu. When he walked into the ward, there was not a trace of moisture on the kimono.He walked the aisles of the hospital dry and isolated like this, never belonging to any place.

The nurse said that Mr. Watanabe was in a state of confusion, and lawyer Oshima was always by his side.

That day, Mr. Watanabe, who was always serious and unsmiling, held Liu's hand in a rare way, and spoke in a tone that he spoke to a child. His memory seemed to be so confused that when Liu was still studying: "If you win this kendo competition, I will reward you to go to the United States." Watching baseball."

Liu Bo calmly withdrew his hand and told him calmly: "Father, it's Xiao Shen who likes watching baseball."

"Aren't you a little god?"

"I'm not, I'm Liu."

"Liu also likes watching baseball."

"No", Liu paused, and then said, "I haven't liked it for a long time."

Watanabe-san seemed very confused, opened his mouth and didn't say anything, and then fell asleep in a daze after a while.

Rumors are never groundless. After that day, I heard the story that Watanabe-san exiled one of the most favored successors among so many adoptive sons to North America.

The reason is unknown, but it is generally said that Mr. Nishimura committed the crime of serious wounding, and the time limit is unknown. It seems that after he left Canada, he never contacted Japan again.

Rumors and time are intertwined. The protagonist of the story is now sitting in the middle of the reception room of Watanabe-san's old house, listening to Oshima's lawyer read Watanabe-san's will.

Lawyer Da Dao had been dealing with the organization's affairs for many years, and he was as calm as he was, and his voice trembled when he finished reading.

The clouds outside the house weighed down heavily again, no one turned on the lights, and everyone's faces were dim under the poor lighting of the Japanese room.Lightning quietly cut through the sky, illuminating a room full of unpredictable hearts.

Mr. Nishimura got almost all the shares in the Watanabe group, plus this big house with cherry trees planted in the yard.

The mansion is surrounded by mountains and rivers, and Mr. Watanabe even ordered the craftsmen to bring in the hot spring water from the nearby mountain. The bubbling water source exudes heat and sulfur smell, and flows continuously all year round.The courtyard is lined with green plants, and the flowers and trees change colors with the four seasons, making it as beautiful as a fairyland.

Everyone kept well-preserved and did not fight on the spot, and stood up and walked out of the dimly lit Japanese room.

Only Mr. Nishimura turned around and went up the dark zelkova stairs with his soaked black bag.

I escorted Liu into the car, and when we drove out of the artificial lake outside the old house, the driver slowed down, and Liu said, "I'm going down for a walk."

I followed not far or near, and saw three figures standing or sitting in the corner pavilion in the forest.

The distance was too far to hear clearly, the cigar and cigarette were burning at the same time, Liu walked over, stood still, turned his back again, and looked at the barren distant mountains.

They talked for a long time.

It was raining again, so I took an umbrella and went to the pavilion to pick up people. As the impromptu meeting drew to a close, Mr. Onodera, the leader of the three groups, blew out the last smoke ring: "I want to get rid of him as soon as possible, both public and private. Wait until Tokyo When the people over there come to hand over, everything will be too late."

"He is very skilled, have you forgotten? At this time, not to mention that he will definitely not leave the mansion, even if he is ordered, ordinary killers will have no chance to strike at all." Mr. Taketori, the team leader, said in a cold tone.

"The foster father's bones are still cold, and the little god just came back, why don't we touch his bottom first." Mr. Chiba, the second group leader, is always the most peaceful one.

"Find the bottom? Wait until he kills you like he did to my brother, and you will know his bottom line." Mr. Onodera clenched his fist and slammed it hard on the railing in front of him.

Seeing that the debate that had just subsided was about to start all over again, he said as if making up his mind: "I'll go."

The others shut their mouths tacitly, watching the egret struggling for a long time by the lake, and finally got into the net.

Liu got into the car and told the driver to turn around, turn his back on the big convoy, and drive towards the old house again.

Chapter 2

three,

The old butler came to meet us.

This old man wears a neat suit all year round, and his hair oil is meticulously applied. Even the wrinkles on his face have fixed and rigid lines, which never change with his expression.

To be honest, I have always been a little afraid of him.

"Master Xicun is in the annex." The old housekeeper was very kind today.

"Well, I'm sorry." The team leaders always respected him, Liu bowed to him, and was about to go to the annex.

"Master Liu," the housekeeper called to stop him, "Lawyer Da Dao is still in the study on the second floor, and told me to go over and talk to you when I see you."

A gust of wind blew in, messing up his curly bangs, which happened to conceal his surprised expression.

He stopped and stood at the entrance of the corridor. The path on the left leads to the annex, and the stairs on the right lead to the study.

After a little hesitation, Liu took a step forward and headed towards the annex.

The annex building is a bit far from the main building. The white western-style building used to be the residence of the team leaders when they were still young. Now that they have all moved out, the annex building looks empty.

Entering the door is a screen, and behind it is an empty hall. The dark wooden floor makes the whole space show a touch of warmth. Extending to the end, there are floor-to-ceiling windows that have a panoramic view of the courtyard. bath.

The screen is woven with a silk background. I stood behind the screen and waited. Through the embroidered flowers, birds, fish and insects, I could faintly see the stream slowly walking towards the bath.

A black-haired head was leaning against the edge of the pool. Master Nishimura heard Liu's footsteps and opened his eyes in the steaming water vapor.

During the day, I watched from a distance, and I also noticed that Nishimura Kamiji's skin was extremely white, the ivory white of a yellow man with fair skin who has not been exposed to the sun for many years, so his eyes were particularly dark, but his eyes were not dark. The luster is like the black ink accidentally left on the white rice paper.

This pair of jet-black eyes stared straight at people, which could make people terrified.

His body soaked in the water moved, and a pool full of water was stirred, overflowed, swayed to the edge of the pool, and wet his running socks.

"Ono Temple wants to kill you." Liu Li stood by the pool, condescendingly, and said straight to the point.

Master Nishimura laughed, "You came back just to tell me this?" He stood up, pulled the towel to cover his hair, "I thought you were going to kill me yourself."

"Onodera wanted to kill you because you killed his brother seven years ago. His resentment cannot be appeased." Liu said slowly, "We all have a close friendship with the brother of the Onodera family, so we have no objection to Onodera's determination. "After speaking, turn around and leave.

"Wait a minute," Master Nishimura stood in the bath, he could only grab Liu's ankle with his hand.

Liu frowned rarely, and looked at him with a little disgust.

Nishimura smiled bitterly: "So the adoptive father didn't even tell you? The truth about my leaving Japan."

"There's no need to say, is it? It's just that the most beloved adopted son despicably assassinated his opponent who succeeded him, but he was found out by a coincidence. Afterwards, he went away and didn't dare to contact his family. Now that the case has passed for several years, the old man has not supported him. After this summer, you'll just want to come back and take over the organization again."

After finishing speaking, he turned his head and squatted down, looked down at Xi Cun in the pool, and said provocatively: "Anyway, you are such a cold-hearted person, and you must not feel regretful about the death of your adoptive father."

Master Nishimura raised his head, squinted his eyes and stared at him for a long time, but Liu stared back without showing any weakness.

The two fought with their eyes for half a quarter of an hour. Liu probably suddenly realized that this kind of behavior was really stupid, and stretched out his hand one by one to break off the fingers wrapped around his ankle, ready to leave.

At this moment, Nishimura suddenly got up and grabbed Liu's calf, then sank into the water, bringing Liu into the water all at once.

The two people fell into the water and splashed a huge splash, which splashed on the glass of the floor-to-ceiling window and then quickly slid down, mottled and mottled, and the water curtain split the scenery outside the window to pieces.

I rushed over, but stopped four or five steps away.

Because I saw them kissing.

The water surface was still sparkling, pushing the overflowing water to the edge of the pool one by one.There are large and small water stains everywhere around the pool, reflecting the light of the chandelier on the ceiling, making it look gorgeous and empty.

Nishimura pressed the flow to the bottom of the olive-green pool, and the belt of the flow fell apart, floating long in the water, like a water dragon without roots.His eyes were splashed when the water flowed into them, and he closed them painfully at the moment.The broken hair on the forehead was washed into a mess by the water, revealing the smooth forehead, showing a full childishness.

Xi Cun took a deep breath and the water started to bubble.After that, he pulled Liu's waist and stuck it to himself, and slowly floated up.

I backed away from the screen again, and saw Xicun coming out of the water first.

Without hesitation, he shook off the still intimate Liu just now, walked up the steps to the shore, pulled a bath towel over himself, and walked towards the second floor.

Liu alone rubbed his face in embarrassment, his eyes were red, and he gasped like a survivor: "You bastard, it's fun to play tricks on me, isn't it?"

Nishimura stopped at the last step left.

"You did the same trick seven years ago, and you did it again seven years later.

You killed Ryota Onodera, you were insane; you escaped under the protection of your adoptive father, you were cowardly and cowardly.

That being the case, if you want to escape, escape thoroughly.Now that you're back, aren't you afraid that the few of us will join forces to kill you? "

I've never heard Ryu Sano speak like this, with an angry and aggrieved tone.

Kamiji Nishimura tightly clenched his fists with both hands, and then loosened them. He tremblingly and restrainedly, facing the wet floor, said: "I guessed, you guys are going to deal with me, after all, it is For Ryota, for his own benefit." His voice paused, and he suddenly lowered his head and smiled at Liu: "If I say I didn't kill Ryota Onodera, would you believe me?"

four,

The study room of the mansion is decorated in Western style.Lawyer Oshima was smoking a cigarette on the sofa in the middle. Nishimura and Sano had messy half-dried hair, exuded the same aroma of bath liquid, and were wearing the same Oshima silk and white-patterned bathrobes on the sofa on either side of him. superior.

In addition to the will, Mr. Watanabe has another letter, which he gave to Liu separately.

The white letterhead was spread out on the small table in the middle, and Liu had been rubbing his fingers thoughtfully after reading it.I think he's been acting more and more like a child lately.

After talking to Liu, Nishimura suddenly relaxed and became extremely active, looking at Liu with a half-smile.

Oshima snuffed out the cigarette: "Liu, here are all our own people, you can tell us what you think, if you have any questions, Kamishi and I will try our best to answer."

Liu finally let go of his poor knuckles, and took a deep breath: "The first question, if the foster father has always known that the little god is not the real murderer, why didn't he tell us about it?"

"Because of the wound." Nishimura was originally pondering Liu's face with great interest, but after hearing this, he suddenly restrained his expression, "The one who took Onodera's life was a deadly knife from the left shoulder collarbone to the neck, such a classic knife technique , it is not something we can do with the sword technique "Luofeng" we have learned.

As for Luofeng's swordsmanship, the previous head of the family has always personally appointed a successor to guide the practice alone.So only Ryota Onodera and I know this kind of swordsmanship.The sword manual has always been secretly sealed in the study of the head of the family.After the successor candidates are selected, the head of the family will teach them in person.In this way, the only ones who can secretly learn about 'Luofeng' are those inside our family. "

"So that's how it is," Liu took a long breath, "this matter has always been taboo in the sect. I was in confinement when the incident happened, so I don't know the details. By the time I come out, this matter has already become impossible to mention ——Self-mutilation in the door is a big taboo wherever it is placed.”

"Liu and Xiaoshen have such a good relationship." Lawyer Da Dao interrupted suddenly.

"What?" The two turned their heads in unison, speaking in unison.

"I thought Liu's first question would be 'Why did the adoptive father believe that the little god is not the murderer'. Liu skipped this question directly, it seems that he has great confidence in the little god."

"Ah, this, this is because, on the way here from the annex, the little god has already told me." Liu's tone was a little awkward, and after speaking, he exchanged eyes with Nishimura.

"Did you give a reason that you can be 100% sure of?"

"Yes."

"I'm also very curious about it." Lawyer Oshima pushed his glasses and raised his head to Nishimura. "Mr. Watanabe is so convinced of Xiaoshen's innocence, it's not just because you are his favorite successor. This is the reason , can you tell me today?"

The two looked at each other deeply, and finally Mr. Nishimura said, "The reason is 'time'."

There was a flash of surprise in Oshima's eyes, and Mr. Nishimura continued as if he hadn't seen it: "That day was a fireworks display. During this period, Onodera was killed in Liucong Valley. And during the whole process of the fireworks display, I In the brig, with Liu."

The confinement room of the organization is far from Liucong Valley, which is by no means a distance that can be freely traveled back and forth in one night.

After a long pause, Lawyer Oshima answered: "So that's the case." He picked up the white paper scattered on the table while speaking, "Although this reason is sufficient and provable, it cannot be announced to everyone.

Your relationship with Liu's lover has long been rumored as a scandal.That period of time happened to be the day when the handover ceremony was originally scheduled to be held.In order to avoid spreading rumors, Mr. Watanabe even found an excuse to put Liu under house arrest to prevent the two of you from meeting.At that time, there must be no news of you sneaking into the confinement room for a private meeting. "

"So after Onodera was murdered, Mr. Watanabe sent me abroad, and kept postponing my retirement, while secretly investigating the real culprit. This matter involved several of our foster brothers, and it was extremely difficult to investigate, and he forbade me Contact here. Until now there is no result."

"Woo..." Lawyer Oshima let out a long breath, "Mr. Watanabe's illness came suddenly, and everyone made all kinds of calculations for the division of the organization. But no one thought that you would come back and take this plate abruptly." I'm afraid that there are not a few people who will not accept you."

"More than that," Liu sat up straight, "Onodera Kota has always wanted your life to avenge his brother. He has practiced day and night for seven years, and his sword skills are no longer what they used to be. I think he might personally Let me kill you."

"To be honest, he is the one I'm most afraid of." Nishimura said honestly, "It's not that I'm conceited in my swordsmanship. It's that Kota wants to avenge his brother, so he must be disdainful of such a method as assassination. What he wants He defeated me in a dignified duel and comforted Ryota's soul. If you ask me, he might give me a battle invitation in these two days."

"Don't worry," Liu suddenly clenched the long knife that had been put aside, "I won't let him hurt you easily."

Nishimura looked over, his eyes burning.But after Liu finished speaking, he immediately turned his head away.

Chapter 3

Fives,

At the end of the meeting, Mr. Oshima ignored Mr. Nishimura's eyes and happily said that he would go back by taxi.

Nishimura obviously wanted to keep Liu, and rolled his eyes angrily: "Then how did you come here, Mr. Oshima?"

"Well, of course I came here in Chiba Manjiro's car, only he is willing to take such a long way to pick me up." Mr. Oshima replied as a matter of course.

Nishimura turned to face Ruu, playing colors that no one but himself could understand.

Liu and Oshima were already sitting in the back row, one on the left and the other on the right, talking happily.

Sitting in the passenger seat, I could feel the menacing eyes from the window.Seeing that the car was about to start, Nishimura finally gave up and asked Liu: "My inauguration ceremony will be in three days, will you be there?"

Although Liu raised his eyebrows noncommittally, we can all see that he has been in a good mood since just now.Especially seeing Nishimura jumping anxiously seemed to make him even happier.

Before Liu could give a clear answer, the driver who had no eyesight kicked the accelerator and drove away.I looked in the rearview mirror, and the sky just after a storm was dyed golden by the setting sun, and the trees and buildings in the courtyard were covered with a layer of gold.The mansion, which seemed lifeless to me, came alive because of the slender figure at the door.

The two people in the back seat seemed to have been staring at Nishimura in the mirror.They didn't relax until the figure was gone.

Lawyer Oshima opened the car window and lit a cigarette.

"Liu, what are you going to do? Are you going to publicly stand on the side of the little god?"

"Let's see everyone's reactions tomorrow. I haven't thought about it." Liu also opened the window on his side, "'Luofeng' is an extremely difficult move to practice. Ryota Onodera's bloody wounds are displayed before everyone's eyes. But I never saw it with my own eyes because I was confinement in the prison at that time. Until I read the letter from my adoptive father just now."

After he finished speaking, he paused, as if hesitating whether to speak or not.

Lawyer Oshima patiently tapped his fingers on the leather beside the seat, making a pleasant clicking sound.

"The letter said that he saw something wrong with the wound." Liu made up his mind, and finally spoke, "'Luofeng' is a sword technique created by the first Patriarch during the turbulent period. When the adoptive father taught it to Liangtai and Shensi, he felt that the move It is too harsh, and it is not conducive to the cultivation of mind and character when used by the master. Therefore, the seventh form has been modified, and it will be stopped.

However, the sword that killed Onodera was directly learned from the sword manual, even worse, bloody and brutal, so only one sword killed him.

This reason is too unconvincing to exonerate the little god, so the adoptive father has not announced it. "

"That's how it is. Although I don't know anything about swordsmanship, I also know that only people who know swordsmanship can see this subtle difference, and hasty announcements won't convince the public—so the murderer may not know it yet. Mr. Watanabe realized that the real murderer of Onodera was someone else seven years ago."

"That's right. But since the little god is back, the grievances must be cleared up. It will be a matter of time before the real culprit is known. I also hope that I can do as much investigation and preparation as possible before he realizes. And..." Liu suddenly turned to the side. Turning around, he bowed respectfully to Mr. Oshima, "I'm telling you the whole story because Xiaoshen and I are alone and helpless now, and the opponent is in the dark. I hope you will definitely stand by our side."

Mr. Oshima smiled: "Liu is on the side of Xiaoshen so quickly."

I wanted to say a few jokes to adjust the solemn atmosphere in the car, but seeing that Ruu didn't look relaxed and happy, Oshima could only sit up straight and said, "Understood, my duty is to carry out Mr. Watanabe's wishes, Let the handover of the gods be safe and smooth."

"Then everything will work." Liu bowed his head deeply.

six,

Liu's house has a spacious courtyard.On weekdays, I was the first to get up to go to the backyard to fetch water and offer it to the Buddhist altar.

The next morning I got up early as usual, and when I was about to practice morning exercises, I found that Liu had already finished drawing the first water, washed the bamboo sword, and practiced in the courtyard.

It is not a bright act to watch others practice swords in the dark, but I am really focused on practicing, and I don't want to make a sound to disturb.

Liu practiced the famous sword technique "Tengyun" of the Watanabe group.

He has practiced to perfection.The blade rustled, splitting the air, bringing out a fierce wind, which rolled up all the fallen leaves in the courtyard and danced in the air.Before the leaves fell to the ground, the cross wind came again.Following the movement of the flow, all the leaves actually floated in the air, tumbling and spinning, forming a huge circle that surrounded him densely.

After sheathing the sword smoothly, the leaves slowly fell to the ground as if they had exhausted all their strength, as if the curtain had fallen, revealing the thin figure of Liu inside.

I can't help but high five.Liu finally saw me and seemed ashamed of my applause.But he quickly regained his composure and said to me, "Ah Chin, get ready, we'll go to the ashram in a while."

I was still changing my dao clothes in the locker room when I heard the whirring sound of the bamboo knife chopping the wind.

This is Liu's private dojo, and generally no one will come in.I was one step ahead of him, and opened the door half warily and half curiously.

Kamiji Nishimura was waving his sword in the dojo familiarly, and stopped when he saw us coming in.

Today, Liu didn't wear the dark blue dao uniform that was one size bigger than he usually wears, but changed into a black one.

Shensi saw it, and for some reason, a look of disappointment flashed across his face.

"Hey, Liu, come and compete with me?"

"If I were you, I wouldn't be in the mood to fight with others," Liu said, taking out a post from his pocket: "Xiaoye Temple has already issued a post to you. Said that he would never allow the murderer of his brother to be the head of the family." , I will formally confront you in front of the entire team at the inauguration ceremony three days later."

"I expected it," Shensi's hand holding the bamboo sword drooped, "I just didn't expect it to come so soon."

"What, your sword skills are rusty?" Liu looked at him.

"No, I'm afraid he didn't have enough time to prepare." Shensi had a serious expression on his face, somewhere between arrogance and sincerity, making it difficult to figure out.

"Don't be too proud there. It is said that Onodera got the half-remnant book of 'Luofeng' from somewhere, and has been practicing hard to kill you. The tricks are extremely evil. You really may not have a chance of winning."

"What are you doing, Onodera, plus the real murderer who killed Ryota, how can anyone get the Luofeng sword manual? The foster father's secrecy work is really in vain." Shensi couldn't help complaining.

"So, I decided to use this as a reason to convince everyone." Liu replied very seriously.

"Convince everyone what?"

"Say you're not the murderer. Someone stole the sword manual."

"Fool, no one will believe it." Although Shensi said so, the expression on his face was very gentle.

"Forget it, you don't need to worry about these things," Liu said, not intending to entangle him too much on this topic, "how about it, do you want to take advantage of these few days to practice Tengyun swordsmanship?"

Although Tengyun's swordsmanship was inferior to Luofeng's swordsmanship by more than 01:30 points in terms of offense.However, the Luofeng swordsmanship, which was invincible in foreign wars, could not gain much benefit in the face of the fog-like defense of Tengyun's swordsmanship.

Both sword techniques are the secret skills of the Watanabe group's family, and there are subtle restraints vaguely.If it is said that Onodera is practicing the Luofeng swordsmanship that he did not know from some heresy, then perhaps practicing Tengyun well at this time is a good countermeasure.

"No need," Shensi's tone was unprecedentedly serious, "I will use the Luofeng swordsmanship passed down to me by my adoptive father to defeat him in an upright manner—if I lose, I will lose innocently. Everyone looked at me The way I play, I might be willing to believe that I'm innocent."

The situation in Liu's eyes was changing, he took a breath as if he wanted to say something, but finally he just nodded his chin heavily: "En."

Chapter 4

Seven,

Liu spent the whole day practicing sword with Shensi in the dojo.

It can be seen that the steps, sword moves and even breathing of the two are highly synchronized. When confronting each other, they often meet each other and are inseparable.

At the end of the round, Liu and Kamiji rested head-to-head on the smooth water floor, and everyone around them was sent out.

Seeing that there were only the two of them left in the hall, Shensi brazenly put one leg on Liu's stomach.

"Looking for death." Liu threatened with his eyes closed.

"Where did my Taoist uniform go?" Shensi leaned his head over.

Liu disliked his hot head, turned his back on his back: "Your Taoist uniform is naturally on your body."

"Don't pretend to be stupid," Shensi stretched out his hand to break Liu's shoulder, and held his face like a child: "I mean, the piece of your practice uniform you gave me. I originally folded it and put it in the closet. Downstairs. My room is well sealed, nothing has been touched, except for your—oh no, my Dao uniform is missing.”

"If you lost it, you dare to ask me for it?" Liu tried several times but couldn't turn it back, so he closed his eyes calmly and rested his mind, while the old god said, "Oh, it may be that Xiaoye Temple sneaked into your space The room was probably stolen, or maybe it was Taketori who found out that you hid my practice clothes and got evidence of your strange orientation, so as to point out that you have a lack of personal morality and cannot inherit the position of Patriarch."

Seeing his appearance, Shensi knew that he was being teased, and pinched Liu's face into a ball with all his strength: "If they really stole it, why didn't they wait until now to take it out? Also, you missed one Chiba."

"Brother Qianye doesn't bother to do such boring things..." Liu's mouth was pinched until deformed, and the words he spoke were babbling.

"You still like him so much?" Shensi suddenly relaxed, and said sadly, "Yes, yes, you liked him enough seven years ago--oh, forget it, stop talking nonsense, hurry up Give me back my Taoist uniform, or I'll take one from you."

"Nervous." Liu knew that he couldn't beat him with his hands, so he quickly jumped up, "I have to go to a banquet tonight, don't mess around."

"What kind of banquet are you going to?"

Liu sighed: "In the morning, Mr. Taketori's disciple sent a banquet invitation, and invited me to visit the house in Tsuta at night."

Tsutawaya is also an industry owned by Mr. Taketori. It is a high-end restaurant located in a winding path.It has excellent privacy and is often used by Mr. Taketori as a place for secret talks.

"So it's the Hongmen Banquet." Shensi followed suit and sighed sympathetically.

The stone lamps along the way exude a faint yellow light, and the whole area around the pavilion is extremely quiet, only the crowing of tits in the surrounding bamboo forest and the gurgling of running water can be heard.Presumably, Mr. Taketori canceled all reservations for foreign guests tonight, and only set up this private banquet.

Still outside the door, I heard the sound of silk and bamboo.Opening the paper door, Mr. Taketori was already seated, and Mr. Chiba and Mr. Onodera were seated next.

Taketori clapped his hands, and the Noh actors who were performing originally left the stage one by one, and gently closed the paper door when they left.

Liu walked slowly to the last seat and sat down, the four of them were speechless for a while.

When the geisha was passing the wine glass to Liu, she accidentally touched Liu's wrist, where there was a bruise from being hit by a bamboo knife one afternoon.

Liu's face turned pale in an instant, the corners of his mouth were clenched tightly, and he only let out a "hiss" in the moment of pain.

The other three people looked over immediately with different eyes.

After a long silence, Mr. Taketori told the geisha: "You guys leave first."

Mr. Chiba took the hot towel prepared by the side, and gently pressed it on Liu's wrist.

The room was eerily silent save for the rustle of the geisha's gorgeous kimono fabrics on the floor.

When all the people left, Onodera couldn't hold back and said, "It seems that the rumors are true."

"What rumor?" Liu took the towel and wrapped it around his wrist.

"Liu, they all said that you practiced sword all day today...with Nishimura."

Liu's reaction was as if he heard a common thing: "Ah, yes. His swordsmanship has also improved a lot in the past seven years. Kota, you are no match for him."

"Asshole." Onodera Kota hammered heavily on the desk, and Mr. Taketori immediately intervened to smooth things over: "Kota, don't be angry."