[Slow Wear] Assassin System

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On the path in the barren mountains and ridges, a carriage was driving tremblingly among the trees.

Yu Guangzhong was squatting on the axle of the carriage, reciting with pain on his face: "...a chant of a single word is now a work of a song. Even the grandson of a god and the daughter of a sea child, there is no one who does not use waka to empathize. and...and...and..."

Miao Xuan: "As far as the present generation is concerned, this wind is booming, let's continue."

Yu Guangzhong slowly hugged his head: "Why?! Why do I have to recite this?"

Not only was Miao Xuansi unmoved, he even smiled and said: "If you are tired, you can also learn the art of piano with Zen Master Zaixue. The piano is in the carriage, so go get it yourself."

"No! I don't mean that at all!" Yu Guangzhong resisted fiercely, "I have studied taxation, land, marching and war very seriously, right? Why do I have to learn these—!"

"Look at this! An anthology of ancient and modern waka?!" He shook the book in his hand and emphasized, "What's the use of memorizing this?!"

Yu Guangzhongzheng needs to learn more than these. He is just on the road, but it is equivalent to entering a high-pressure cram school: when he wakes up in the morning, he will recite the book first, and practice the piano during the recitation. At the same time, he has to recognize some vegetation and Terrain, I can finally sleep after a busy day, come on, in my dream, I will continue to learn mathematics, art of war and taxation with my uncle.

All in all, there is no free time except for three meals and a nap.

Miao Xuan was ruthless: "If you are asked to recite it, you can recite it. If it is not convenient to practice calligraphy on the road, then you will have an extra class."

Yu Guangzhong stared wide-eyed, and threw the scroll into the carriage aggressively!He puffed out his chest!Then he slowly collapsed under Longqiang's oppressive gaze, turned around and took out his kite in a desperate manner.

"Zai Xue Zen Master, I'm sorry to trouble you." Miao Xuan turned to look at the monk walking beside the carriage, "Let Inu Chiyo learn the Snow Story today."

The Zen master bowed slightly: "Yes."

He stepped forward and walked to the shaft of the car: "Young master, you have memorized all the music scores, please play it next, and I will correct the mistakes."

Yu Guangzhong raised his head stubbornly, stared at General Heijia beside him with aggrieved eyes, and then was pushed down by his dear dragon gun: "Practice the piano well."

Yuguang Zhongzheng: Huh!

Although Tsumae daimyo is not considered poor, but the tool he gave Yu Guang Zhongzheng to travel is only a carriage, which contains luggage and some of Mrs. Qing's relics, and the horse that pulls the cart is a short, thin and ugly what a little thing.

As for the accompanying monks, attendants and warriors, all had to walk.

Everyone knows the status of this adopted son who has been recognized, so at the beginning, the followers were at a loss all day long, but as they moved forward, the little son led them steadily through the checkpoints , along the way, there is still interest in playing the piano and chanting poems, and people's hearts are inexplicably settled down.

This migrating team did not follow the prescribed road. All their routes were re-drawn by the Zen Master and Miao Xuan. Although Miao Xuan is not afraid of assassins, assassinations are hard to prevent. If the supplies along the way meet drinking water Being poisoned, in Miao Xuan's current state, this is not easy to deal with.

So it's better not to take the normal route and completely shake off the tail.

The sun was gradually rising, and the group of people took a short rest in the grove. With Miao Xuan around, there was no such thing as "not to enter the forest".

There are few people in the barren mountains, and there are few ghosts. The monsters in this world do not seem to be the traditional animistic spirits, but ghosts that cling to human resentment and obsession.

Finally, when it was time to rest, the group of people fetched water and food from the mountain spring one after another, and Yuguang Zhongzheng finally had the only chance to let his mind go.

"Where did we go?" He gnawed on the rice ball and asked Miao Xuan, "I looked at the surrounding scenery and it hasn't changed... Is it true that no one followed?"

Miao Xuan: "There are no humans to hide in my field of vision, and the surrounding terrain is not a problem for me."

"It's really convenient..." Yuguang Zhongzheng sighed, "Wouldn't it be equipped with a monitor at any time when marching? A monitor is the kind of thing that can observe the enemy's movements."

"That's true." Miao Xuan affirmed, "I was born to fight in battle."

Isn't the modeling of the hero Zhao Yun like this?Passive or harder to fight, at first glance, it is a good material for leaders and vanguards.

"Have a good rest." Miao Xuan lovingly touched Yuguang Zhongzheng's dog's head, "We will be able to settle down when we arrive at the destination. This will also teach you riding and martial arts. Inuchiyo should study hard, as soon as possible Grow into a master who can stand on his own.”

Yuguang Zhongzheng: ...

Yuguang Zhongzheng: "Oh."

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Facts have proved that the route that Miao Xuan and Zen Master Zaixue figured out is not wrong. Let alone high-end monsters or assassins, they didn't even see many beasts along the way, and all they encountered became extra meals for the team.

In this way, the group arrived at the destination of the border, Moyu, which is the outermost sentry post of the Jinqian country. Next to the post is the old land of the Deyu country that has been divided up. soldier.

Yu Guangzhong was standing on the shaft of the car, and was shocked to see the outpost in front of him——compared to his imagination, it was much dilapidated.

From the impression of games and museums, those ancient fortresses are mostly steep and towering, but this thing in front of you is just a small city built of stone and wood, and numb and dirty soldiers walk through it. They don't have sophisticated weapons and armor. , only the tattered leather armor that barely covered his body.

The person in charge of this Moyu outpost is also the leader of the Tsumae family, Izumi Shigemitsu, and he really doesn't like this little son who is the immediate family governor.

The sentry soldiers brought a tall and thick man. This man was much taller than ordinary soldiers, and he was wearing better armor, but he looked as dirty as dirt clods.

"You are the young master?" He looked down at the boy on the shaft, and said without any respect, "I am Izumi Shigeyoshi, come on, I will settle you down first."

The settlement is also very simple, there are no bedding maids, gold, jade and nobility, the only thing is a few rooms in the walled city, equipped with a few oil lamps, which perfectly interprets what a house is like.

Fortunately, there are four servants in the entourage, and the work of dismantling and washing can be entrusted to them.

In the empty room, Yu Guangzhong dragged out the spear placed in the carriage. The dragon spear was still wrapped in a thick white cloth. He carried the heavy spear back to his room step by step, and solemnly placed it by the wall.

"Longqiang, we are going to start a business here in the future!" Yu Guangzhong was pushing open the closed window, looking through the window at a piece of scorched earth in the distance, with arrogance, "Over there is..."

"You haven't conquered the country yet." Miao Xuan added, "Okay, now that we have arrived at the destination, it's time for you to practice riding."

Yu Guangzhongzheng immediately fed all his blood to the dog. He wiped his face and said aggrievedly, "I'm going."

When they walked out of the room and opened the door, they found a warrior kneeling at the door.

This person is one of the warriors who followed them to the border, and his background is also very interesting. He is the person assigned to Yuguang Zhongzheng by the former prince of Jin, and he is also a rare person in that farce, who was not very popular with Yuguang. Zhongzheng was frightened, and finally picked up the person with the ear.

Miao Xuan remembered him, he was the best martial artist in the samurai regiment, he was very silent but obeyed commands all the way.

Yu Guangzhong didn't like to pay attention to these people, he frowned and asked, "What's the matter with you?"

The samurai immediately fell down, and made a standard samurai seat: "My lord, my samurai Hanbei Ando, ​​please allow me to follow you."

Yu Guangzhong was stunned for a moment, and then he realized - apart from his dragon gun and the monk, this seemed to be the first person who came to offer his allegiance.

Although he is said to belong to the eldest son, he is actually a little excited...

"Aren't you a samurai from Jinqian?" Yu Guangzhong asked, "Why are you loyal to me?"

The warrior had known this question a long time ago, so he answered very logically: "Your Excellency has long since given up on me, and along the way, I saw that you are so predictable and unchanging in shock, I am convinced in my heart, and I am willing to follow you to the death."

Forecasting things like gods means that the snake skin moves around along the way, and being surprised means being forced to recite poems and play the piano, basically relying on dragon guns and monks. want to laugh.

He turned around and winked at Dragon Gun, and made a mouthful: "Look, someone loyal to me has appeared."

Miao Xuan was quite helpless: "In the future, more and more people will come to take refuge in you. Whether you want to accept his allegiance is up to you."

Yu Guangzhongzheng then asked: "Then tell me why Jinqian Qintai gave up on you."

The samurai was silent for a while, and then said very reservedly: "In the previous war between us and Houtian, I saved the life of the eldest son."

Yu Guangzhongzheng immediately understood: "So you saw him wet his pants? So he wanted to kill you, so he threw you here?"

Samurai: "... yes."

Yu Guangzhong couldn't help laughing at his background: "This is really the most interesting reason I've ever heard."

He looked at Miao Xuan again, and Miao Xuan nodded at him: "He is telling the truth."

Yu Guangzhong made a decision in his heart: "Get up."

The samurai got up awkwardly, but still knelt on the spot. Yu Guangzhong didn't really take a good look at this man until now.

But to get a compliment from Longqiang, his sword and martial arts must be top-notch.

Although it was a coincidence that he came to loyally follow, but no matter what, he was a good laborer.

Yuguang Zhongzheng asked: "Can you ride a horse?"

The samurai nodded: "Yes."

"Okay, come and teach me horsemanship." Yu Guangzhong walked around him and walked straight forward. After walking for a while, he turned back, "Follow me, didn't you say you want to follow me?"

The samurai stood up as if waking up from a dream: "Yes!"

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It's autumn, and the weather is getting colder and colder. Outside Moyu is the former Deyu country, and this land is still suffering from natural and man-made disasters.

Drought and locusts visited the land outside Moyu.

It is still very strange to say this. The Dewa country was originally affected by disasters everywhere. A small area was hit by heavy rains and droughts. There were also many floods, mudslides, locust disasters and infectious diseases. However, after the country was destroyed, these disasters gradually subsided, and the chaos Gradually focus on the war.

This is a very ominous sign, and there are still rumors that the former ruler of Deyu Kingdom offended the gods.

But Moyu, which belongs to Jinqian territory, is not so peaceful.

The first is the wind and rain brought by the young master of the Jinqian family. The assassination team sneaked into Moyu many times, but the assassination always failed due to various reasons. After a month, after another servant who tried to poison was beheaded, Things like this finally subsided a little bit.

And the leader of the garrison, Izumi Shigeyoshi, doesn't care about everything, he only focuses on military training and building fortifications, as if the infighting from the master's family has nothing to do with him.

The second is the case of missing children.

Autumn originally belonged to the harvest season, and the land of Moyu also ushered in the harvest, but the horrifying tragedies happened one after another and intensified, reaching the point where the garrison general and Izumi Shigeyoshi could not ignore it.

"You mean... a monster?" Miao Xuan was taken aback, "The kind of monster that eats people?"

"That's true, and this kind of ghost only eats young children, and it is extremely vicious for the sake of human suffering." Zen Master Zaixue sighed, "Several tragedies of infants and young children have been killed one after another outside Moyu, and recently Moyu has also begun Lost children."

"Is that so..." Miao Xuan put down the bamboo flute in his hand, thoughtful.

In fact, since he came to this world, he hasn't really encountered any ghosts. He has always seen monsters in projections, and it is true that he cannot accurately judge the power of monsters.

At this time, there was a sound of running in the corridor, and then the door of the room was opened, and Yu Guangzhong ran into the room sweating profusely: "I'm not late this time! My horse doesn't know how to eat today." I took him to the vet - what's wrong?"

Inuchiyo's body is getting better and better, and now Hamitsu Tadashi is running and jumping without any problems at all. He is more and more like a boy of this age, and he has made rapid progress in riding horses.

"Longqiang, are you practicing the flute again? What's the use of practicing?" Yu Guangzhong was leaning against the door and panting, "... What's wrong with you? Someone came to assassinate me again?"

In fact, not only Yuguang Zhongzheng's life is fulfilling, but Miao Xuan's schedule is also full. In the gap between teaching Yuguang Zhongzheng and dealing with assassins, he will also learn some basic music theory from Zen Master Zaixue.

Learning is a very good thing, and Miao Xuan is just at the beginning. Since there are still countless years and journeys, we still have to keep moving forward on this road.

Miao Xuandao: "This time it's not about the assassination, have you heard about the case of missing children?"

"That..." Yu Guangzhong frowned, "Today, an old woman came to find Izumi Shigeyoshi holding the bones of her grandson. Speaking of which, Hequan Shigeyoshi is very respected and trusted in Moyu. What happened to the people here? Everything will come to him."

Izumi Shigeyoshi is nominally just the general of the garrison on the border, but in fact this place is vaguely defined, and it is really a no-care zone, so everything will be reported to him, and it is rare for Izumi Shigeyoshi to deal with it seriously.

Miao Xuan nodded: "Yes, the Zen master thinks that this matter was done by monsters."

"Monsters..." Yu Guangzhong said, "There are really monsters in this world."

The materialist gangster doesn't believe in ghosts and ghosts, and Yuguang Zhongzheng still has doubts about monsters.

"Actually, I'm also a monster." Miao Xuan smiled, and then said softly, "Inu Chiyo, I decided to meet this monster."

This time it was Yu Guangzhongzheng's turn to be dazed: "Are you going? How are you going? Aren't you not allowed to leave at will?"

Miao Xuan explained to him: "I will ask the Zen master to take my body to a nearby village. If I can meet that monster, I will kill it. Maybe I can ask some questions about the 'sword ghost'."

Yu Guangzhong understood clearly.

This matter must have something to do with this monk. He talks about killing demons and eliminating demons every day and always wants to encourage Longqiang to join him.

"Are you going?" Yu Guangzhong smiled, "Okay, but you don't need to let Zen Master Zaixue go with you? Is it okay if I take you? I can also move the dragon gun's body, and you are not his. Dragon Spear."

Miao Xuan was surprised: "But that monster devours young children, you go—"

"Isn't it just right?" Yu Guangzhong was squatting beside him, "How do you two attract monsters? There must be a bait, right?"