[Slow Wear] Assassin System

sword ghost

When Yuguang Ningning woke up completely, the snow outside the carriage window had stopped.

The strange maid was wiping her face, she weakly stopped the maid: "I...I want to see that lord, can I?"

The maid was startled, and then rejoiced: "Madam, you are awake! Yes!"

Seeing the back of the maid leaving, Yuguang Ningning forced himself to get up.

At this time, she was finally able to think. It was not the mother who had become a Buddha who broke into the deep house a few days ago, but a man in disguise. But he definitely did not come to hurt her, he came to save her.

Ning Ning knew that she would definitely die if she stayed in Houtian's house, so no matter who took her away, she would have escaped from birth. Besides, the face of that person was indeed very similar to that of her mother. would be suspicious.

But the mother is clearly the orphan of the branch of the Asakawa family, how could she have brothers?

The curtain of the carriage was lifted again, but this time the person entering the carriage was no longer a woman in attire. He put on a light armor, which made him look more handsome and upright. That face was similar to the mother in Ningning's memory Gradually overlapping, only those eyes——

Is it blue? !

Probably because her expression was too obvious, the man smiled at her: "Can you see the color of my eyes?"

His tone and demeanor were very gentle, and Yuguang Ningning couldn't help but relax: "Yes... the same color as the sky."

"It's no wonder that you have natural spiritual power, and you can practice spiritual skills in the future." The man said gently, "Then introduce yourself first, I am Dragon Gun, and my name in the human world is Asakawa Xuan, Ning Ning can call me whatever you want , but in terms of seniority, I am your uncle."

Being called by a man by name Ning Ning just felt kind, she was a little confused by the strange self-introduction and the sudden addition of an uncle, and then suddenly grasped the point: "Wait a minute—you mean Dragon Spear? A treasure passed down from my mother's family..."

"It's me." Miao Xuan stretched out his hand, and a spear appeared in his hand out of thin air, "I am Fu Sangshen."

The familiar appearance of the dragon-patterned gun tip and the blue-black gun body made Ning Ning's eyes turn red: "That's it...so it's like this..."

She had heard the rumors about Fu Sangshen, and knew that Fusangshen would have a similar appearance to her master, but she never expected that there was one enshrined in her own home.

Thinking about what happened in Jinqian Junior High School, Yuguang Ningning still didn't understand something, she wiped away her tears: "So that's the case, you were the one who protected my younger brother in the past! Now it's not far away Thank you so much for saving me!"

Ning Ning suddenly recalled the memories of her childhood. At that time, her mother often took her to pray to the Buddha, and every time she had to follow her to maintain the sharp gun passed down by the family. I can't tell whether the weapon is good or bad, just think that it is also the daily lesson of my mother's self-cultivation, and after her mother died, her Buddhist hall was closed, including the sharp gun...

But by chance, the Dragon Spear landed beside his younger brother after all.

Miao Xuan was also stunned when Ning Ning was in a trance. Perhaps he had found Ah Qing’s orphan, and a part of the sealed memory had been unlocked. All of this part was related to Ning Ning—the immature little girl knelt obediently Sitting behind his mother, he looked curiously at the magical weapon in his mother's hand, and listened to the past buried in the family.

And that little girl who was only as tall as Miao Xuan's thigh was married now.

Miao Xuan couldn't help but reached out and touched Ning Ning's head: "We're almost at the border...we're going home."

Ning Ning wiped away her tears, bowed in front of him, "Uncle."

Bloodline and appearance became the best channels to resolve strangeness. Even though the two were complete strangers at the beginning, they completed the relationship between elders and nieces in just a few days. Miao Xuan had never gotten along with blood relatives. When I have another little sister.

The border line finally arrived, and what Yuguang Zhongzheng who came to greet him saw was such a scene.

Although the heavy snow has stopped, the accumulated snow layer has not melted. A few days ago, Yu Guangzhong was washing in the frozen river. Unfortunately, he caught a cold, but his body is very strong now. back to normal.

Six days have passed, and today is the time to welcome back Dragon Spear.

Yu Guangzhong was riding on the horse, under the calm surface was hidden restlessness and uneasiness.

The little friend Izumi Shigemitsu was chattering beside him, not knowing what to be excited about.

"Ms. Asakawa is finally coming back! I have practiced a new set of sword techniques, and I haven't had his instruction for several months, so I don't know if it will work..."

"The old man also said that no one will compete with him anymore..."

"... Beishan is said to be haunted by demons and ghosts, let the teacher take us to kill the demons!"

Even Hanbei Ando showed a "relieved, great" expression.

Although he belongs to the samurai class, his family is not rich, and he does not have any advanced cultural accomplishment, only literate. In the past few months, he has dealt with the aftermath of the paperwork, and the whole person will be disabled. The return of Asakawa Nobu can finally liberate him.

A solitary carriage can already be seen approaching in the distance. At first glance, this carriage is nothing, but upon closer inspection, one can find that it is much larger than ordinary carriages and runs very smoothly. The horses that pull the carriage are also from the temple. There was a timid coachman sitting in front of the carriage, and Yuguang Zhongzheng beside the coachman's eyes naturally ignored all the idlers, and now he could only see this long-lost reunion.

In the twelfth lunar month of winter, he only wore thin armor, a familiar figure with a tall and straight posture, and those azure blue eyes that were the same color as the sky.

Izumi Shigemitsu cheered, and howled like a dog: "Oh, oh, teacher!"

At this moment, all the anxiety disappeared, even though the dream still troubled Yuguang Zhongzheng, he subconsciously showed a relaxed smile.

"Dragon Spear!" he shouted loudly, "You still know how to come back!"

Longqiang waved at him, Yu Guangzhong clamped the horse's belly, and urged the horse to run towards him, with inexplicable joy surging in his heart, he planned to punch this man first no matter what, and told him not to do it next time Say goodbye.

However, Longqiang didn't greet him as Yu Guangzhongzheng imagined after getting off the carriage. He turned around—turned around and opened the curtain of the carriage, and helped a young guest out of the warm carriage.

Yuguang Zhongzheng:? ? !

Half of this thin and beautiful princess is leaning on Longqiang's body. Her appearance looks three or four points similar to Longqiang. Strangers will immediately conclude that they are brothers and sisters. Longqiang leaned over and whispered to her What, she looked over, tears rolled down: "Inu Chiyo! You are so old!"

Yuguang Zhongzheng: ...

Yuguang Zhongzheng reined in the horse, and Izumi Shigemitsu was still chattering behind him, not knowing that he was about to lose all opportunities to kill ghosts: "Okay, so beautiful Ji Jun! Is it Mr. Asakawa's sister! Wow! That's amazing !It looks like the teacher!"

Yu Guangzhong was stunned for a short while, then got off his horse and strode towards the dragon spear on the snowy ground.

A cavity of joy was suppressed to the deepest part at some point, and then a strange sourness surged up, Yu Guangzhong smiled: "It's good to come back safely, how was the journey?"

The woman was still crying, so he turned to look at her and nodded to her: "Long time no see... sister."

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Yuguang Ningning was sent to the Buddhist monastery, nominally as Asakawa Xuan's new widowed younger sister, but in fact she temporarily concealed her identity, waiting for the day when Houtian's family was completely destroyed.

Miao Xuan could see her dislike for her ex-husband Ning Ning who never commented, so he never mentioned it to her.

Perhaps because of the change of person and the long distance, Ning Ning did not have such a harmonious relationship with Yu Guangzhong as a sibling, and Yu Guangzhong was unilaterally indifferent and alienated, so Ningning could only care silently.

This kind of situation is beyond Miao Xuan's control. After all, Yu Guangzhongzheng's real sister is not Ning Ning, but as long as he can give this poor girl a background to rely on, this era is not too harsh on women. One thing or several people can change.

Successfully pulling Ningning out of Houtian's backyard does not mean that Miao Xuan will be fine. There are only a few days in winter, and as early spring is approaching, Jinqian Kingdom has caused another wave of waves.

In the past six months, Houtian had neglected to give up many of the lands that had been given up due to internal turmoil. Yuguang Zhongzheng unceremoniously took over the land. His movements were extremely fast. , Stabilize the internal affairs, the powerful families who once came out of the feathers have moved closer to him, and now the soldiers in his hands are no longer the pitiful hundreds of people.

At the same time, some clans and retainers of the Tsumae Kingdom were also approaching him, led by Izumi Shigeyoshi, whose only son, Izumi Shigemitsu, had long been sent under the command of Yuguang Zhongzheng, and he was obviously already a future retainer .

Today's form vaguely has a bit of the shadow of the early years. Yu Guangzhong is hanging on the name of Tsumae Tadamasa to show his strength abroad in Tsumae, and the interior of Tsumae is not peaceful. The growing son is vicious and violent. The shrewd Tsumae daimyo is getting old day by day.

There are three forces in this small country alone, and the intricate relationship between the father and son and the adopted son is so messed up.

Perhaps this is the epitome of this era?Ceremony breaks and music breaks, inferiors overcome superiors, blood relatives turn against each other, loyalty and traitors are difficult to distinguish...

And just after the last snow ended their flying journey, Tsumae Honmaru sent an order to Hamitsu Tadomasa, who was keen on border land enclosures—they let him go back.

Driving in early spring is perhaps the most unpleasant thing to do.

The freshly melted snow has turned the path into a muddy swamp, the damp and icy air is bitingly chilly, and the wild animals that have ended their hibernation are scurrying around looking for food. These beasts are not only fierce, but also the meat is not delicious. People are unpleasant.

Miao Xuan once again set off with Yuguang Zhongzheng to the Honmaru in Jinqian. Now that Ningning has recuperated in a safe place, half of his burden has been relieved, and the rest only needs to be good assistance to Yuguang Zhongzheng.

Although there is no sign of the two goals of this world so far, Miao Xuan's mentality is different from before, and he is much more relaxed.

There is the prophecy of Zen Master Zaixue before, and the invisible promotion of the world context later, no matter how you look at it, he will always meet his destined goal when he conquers the world with Yuguang Zhongzheng, just like the previous few worlds.

"We're almost there." After confirming the route with the guide again, Miao Xuan returned to Yuguang Zhongzheng's side, "How is it? Have you rested?"

"I have rested for a quarter of an hour, enough." Yu Guangzhong touched the side of Aiqi's neck, "Ando, ​​the whole team is ready to go."

The samurai retreated under orders, and Yu Guang Zhongzheng and Miao Xuan got on their horses together.

In terms of fate with animals, Miao Xuan can match any kind of horse, while Yu Guangzhong prefers to tame strong horses, but most of the boys at this age are like this.

Yu Guangzhong looked at the sky: "We should be able to reach the town ahead tonight... Dragon Spear, have there been more assassins recently?"

Miao Xuan affirmed: "Indeed, if I'm not around, you have to be careful."

"Do you want to use assassins to kill me... let them try!" Yu Guangzhong sneered, "That's the only way for them."

But there is one thing to say, if the never-successful assassination is the characteristic of the first son of Tsumae, then Yuguang Zhongzheng is not a decent hero who is upright and does not follow evil ways.

He has always believed in tit for tat. Of course, this does not mean defeating assassination with assassination, but attacking from what Yuguang Zhongzheng is good at... and so far, his strategy has worked well.

Otherwise, the former daimyo wouldn't order him to return.

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The road in early spring is really not easy to walk.

But this does not hinder business travelers from coming and going.

Now the land of Chuyu has restored order again, banditry and ghosts have been cut off, although the vitality of this land is still restored, but it can already vaguely see some of the elegance of the past.

It can barely be regarded as the main road to and from a big town, and there are a few people sitting in the small teahouse, except for the proprietress who makes tea, they are all small business travelers traveling from place to place.

The cold wind at the end of winter whizzed past the tea house, and the proprietress by the fire shivered slightly. She poured the freshly boiled tea and hurriedly delivered it to the guests' tables. After pouring tea, I was finally able to breathe out a mouthful of hot air.

At this time, someone came from the end of the road. This should be a thin but tall man. The proprietress subconsciously called out loudly: "Is this a businessman? Do you want to come in for a glass of water and something to eat?"

The figure froze for a moment, and then he really came as the proprietress expected. He moved very quickly, he was still at the end of the road, and now he was approaching the teahouse, and the proprietress saw his appearance clearly. Immediately regretted the solicitation.

Because this person doesn't look like a businessman in any way.

The man was tall, covered his head and face with cloth, and was also dressed in a colorless robe. The material did not seem to be inferior, but he had no shoes or socks below his knees. This man just stepped on it with bare feet and melted The snow water is going fast!

What was even more frightening was that the man was clearly carrying a murder weapon, and the unsheathed knife hung behind his back, reflecting the snow light reflected on the remaining snow, making people shudder.

"Is it a wandering warrior!" A business traveler asked in a low voice in horror, "Why are you here..."

Wandering warriors, there are deserters on the battlefield, there are retainers who have been abandoned by the lord or have abandoned the lord, and there are strong men who come from bandits... No matter what kind of people they are, they are not easy to mess with. Most of them are not as reasonable as robbers and bandits. .

"Look at his knife!" The business traveler's companion, the experienced old man, was also terrified, "Let's go, this man is not easy to mess with!"

The businessman threw down the tea money and left in a hurry. The proprietress stood right where she was in the empty tea room, watching the wandering warrior getting closer, trembling uncontrollably.

It's getting closer... it's getting closer, it's getting closer!

When the wandering samurai stood outside the teahouse, the proprietress let out a terrified scream and fell limply to the ground.

This man... This man's head and face was covered with a fabric that seemed to be an inhuman face. No exact facial features could be seen, only the human face bones with corners and thorns, which covered his face as if The mask, in the position of the eyes hole - that is a pair of scarlet eyes.

Messy long black hair was draped over the man's body. Even the man's neck and arms that were exposed outside the skirt were covered with white bones, only his legs were no different from ordinary men.

Could it be... Could it be that this wandering warrior peeled off other people's skulls to make armor?

This is the only thought of the proprietress with a blank mind.

The wandering samurai stood outside the teahouse, looking down at the proprietress, motionless, like a stone sculpture.

After a long time, the blade that had been waiting for a long time did not fall, and the proprietress was finally able to speak.

"Wu, Samurai-sama...you..." She choked up, "Excuse me...what do you want..."

Got a response.

The wandering samurai stepped forward slightly, opening and closing his lips hidden behind his teeth. At this moment, the proprietress finally heard his voice. It was the deep and clear voice of a young man, completely opposite to his appearance.

The man said: "You said, there is something to eat."

The proprietress couldn't think anymore.

Then the man stretched out his hand, which was not only covered with horrible bones, but also painted with strange lines.

But the man's palm was facing up, and what he held was a gold nugget.

"In exchange for food." The man said softly, "Remuneration."