Chapter 667: 10 characters

Shi Ducheng people sink into unprecedented darkness. ｛Щww {suimеng] [lā}
A kind of icy cover, unable to breathe under heavy pressure, shouting frantically, but only when I heard it, my limbs struggled, but my fingers couldn't move.
Asphyxia became more and more serious, Shidu Chengren's consciousness gradually blurred, his teeth clenched tightly, and suddenly, all the pressure was relaxed. For a moment, Shidu Chengren pulled out his sword. Although it was just a bamboo sword for practice, it broke. The air made a sharp noise and chopped it up at the elementary school student opposite.
"Murdering skill, Xianglong cut!"
But almost at the same time, Pei Ziyun's sword slashed, and then there was a severe impact. The twelve-year-old body stepped back involuntarily and stepped on the lawn.
"Kill!" Shi Ducheng leaped up again and killed the enemy.
The two crickets staggered, and the wooden sword and bamboo sword fought six consecutive battles in the air. Although it was impossible, Pei Ziyun almost felt the metal collision with Mars.
"Yeah!" The bamboo sword was broken, but Shidu Chengren used the remaining half sword to wave a more lethal beheading.
"Hey!" Pei Ziyun instantly saw his pale eyes, the thick smoldering boiled, burning at any cost, and when Zhu Jian was five centimeters away from Pei Ziyun's throat, Pei Ziyun sang loudly.
"Booming" Shi Ducheng's people screamed like wild beasts, and howled like wild beasts.
Pei Ziyun (￣_￣) still looks.
Shi Ducheng showed two sharp canines, fell, and fell into a coma.
He had a dream.
He dreamed that the snow outside was getting thicker and thicker, and his eyes were hazy, and he could not discern. He felt his hands and feet cold and numb, and his feet were painfully painful, but he was still wielding a sword in the open space of the club room.
I don't know how much time passed, a young girl appeared.
"Madako, are you?"
The girl didn't answer, she just asked, "Sincerity, do you like children?"
She pulled a child by her hand, but couldn't see her face clearly. Shi Ducheng opened her eyes.
This is a dream, but it is not. He saw the sky, saw the trees not far away, and found that he was lying on the lawn. He was blank, and moved slightly.
Then I saw a woman's face.
"Am I saved by you? How long have I been unconscious?"
"It's only five minutes, it's this guy who shouted at me." The woman didn't seem to know what was going on, and showed a concerned face: "Why did you suddenly fall? Is it uncomfortable?"
This woman looked around 25 years old and was a little familiar. It took a few seconds before he remembered that this was the cashier in the chain store just now.
"Please go inside and rest, and drink some water!" Said the cashier, handing a bottle of water, and Shidu Chengren turned his face and saw (￣_￣) Pei Ziyun, suddenly sober.
"It's too much trouble for you, I'm fine, I can just rest." Shidu Chengren sat on the pier in the park and said sincerely.
"If anything, please call me." The cashier said, bowing slightly, and backed away, she was obviously not aware of what was just now, and yes, although the battle was fierce, it only took a few seconds and it was easy to ignore.
"Has it reached this point?" Shidu Chengren thought, "... I didn't hurt you just now! I haven't asked your name yet!"
"Excessive force, a little muscle strain in my hand." Pei Ziyun said, bowing slightly: "I'm Shinichi Yamada, please advise."
"I'm Shidu Chengren, please give me a lot of advice." Shidu Chengren bowed his head in the same earnest: "I've just made you trouble, I'm really sorry!"
"It doesn't matter, what happened to you?"
After earnestly apologizing, Shi Ducheng straightened his back and replied, "Well, nothing is wrong."
"I'm a weak, unscrupulous person who has caused trouble for everyone, but seeing young people like you here really gives me great comfort-how many years have you been practicing Kendo?"
Pei Ziyun hesitated for a moment. If it was Japanese martial arts, it should be two days from yesterday to today. Two fingers were now stretched out.
"It's been two years? It's not easy to learn this level. You can see your talent. Although you are ashamed, can I ask you something?"
"Please say."
"Leave this to Mariko Takamori, there is an address on it." Shi Ducheng has slender eyes, then said calmly, and handed the last envelope.
Then he took off another amulet, which was cheap brass, but the workmanship was fine, with a logo on it, saying, "There is no other reward. This is for you. If you hold this, you will learn further sword art."
"Okay, goodbye." Shidu Chengren stood up and said calmly, after finishing the above words, turned and left, and soon found a traditional Japanese hotel.
This kind of hotel is often more expensive than the hotel.
Not only this, the traditional does not even accept individual customers, only members, and members recommended by members, of course, this is no longer the case at all-the store always has income.
As soon as Shidu Chengren entered the door, a kimono woman ushered in, bowed and welcomed in, Shidu Chengren swiped his card and booked a room.
Someone led in, and he personally replaced him with wooden clogs and thick socks, and enjoyed all the treatment that guests should have here.
After waiting for the tea and special snacks, the boss got up and led the person to leave. "Please use slowly. If necessary, despite the order, I will not bother."
Mr. Ishito took a white towel to the hot spring and asked for a bottle of sake to enter the hot spring. The environment is good. Although in Tokyo, the stones are scattered and the lanterns are half picked, which has a traditional flavor.
The hot spring is low-alkali. Shidu Chengren washes his body seriously, then puts on a kimono, goes to the room, takes a pen, writes a simple letter, and writes the words Longfeifengwu.
After writing, throw the pen, sit down, face up to the west, take out a knife, and sigh: "It's finally used for you, you have waited a long time!"
At this time, Pei Ziyun had already gone home and felt the envelope, and found that the envelope was not overlaid, and opened it directly to see a deed and a letter.
I didn't read the letter. I flipped the deed in my hand, pushed it back, shoved it back, and threw it into the drawer in the room, saying, "Bastard, I didn't even charge you a fee, so I asked Are you running a leg? "
"But I can't care about you, I promised."
As soon as the words fell, a plum appeared in front of the eyes, and quickly zoomed into a data frame with a touch of light.
"Mission: Protecting his wife and daughter from the tacit understanding of the samurai (unfinished)"
Pei Ziyun didn't care, and closed the data frame. Because he had exercised for a morning and had a brief fight, his back was so sweaty, so he took a shower, cleaned up briefly, and went to the computer again. He said, "You have to buy a computer yourself."
I turned on the computer, stared at the screen, and searched the local forums. At the beginning, there wasn't, but half an hour later, there was one. ..
Taking a deep breath, Pei Ziyun opened his eyes slowly and looked at the screen, and clicked.
Sure enough, the title was "Asshole, asshole, scared me, someone cut the belly at the Hiraoka Hotel". I opened it and there was a photo of the belly. Although the picture was not very clear, but I can clearly see that this man is forward Lie down without looking up.
"Is it an orthodox cut?"
The most orthodox cutting of the abdomen is to cut from left to right, then cut the cross up and down, and the internal organs flow out until they die of excessive blood loss.
This kind of laparotomy is called "ten-character cut", but it is extremely painful at the time of death. Generally, the wrong person decapitates, but it is not completely cut off, leaving the head and neck involved.
Careful study of historical data shows that the samurai's belly cutting is quite false in history. Most of the time, the so-called belly cutting is a wooden knife, bamboo knife or fan, and a symbolic stroke is made on the abdomen. Take the medicine directly and then intervene, claiming to be a cut.
But this man is really cut belly, and is said to have left a suicide note, saying that it has caused a lot of trouble to the hotel, and there is a thick envelope with five million yuan in it, which is said to be a loss to the hotel.
But the community ’s title and picture, as well as its content, were deleted after three minutes.
"Is it too bloody?"
"Or did the police intervene?"
"This man probably thought that he was in a demon, facing evil spirits, and no longer had resistance. In order not to become a sinner who slaughtered women and children everywhere, he was decisive!"
"But it's really not about you."
"I just realized that it was the evil spirit attached to you. It smelled terrible and full of temptation. That's why I fought hard. I borrowed it and attacked me?"
"It's ridiculous."
Pei Ziyun really feels ridiculous. His divine power is locked in his soul. Can evil spirits spy on it? If he is really killed, the power of God is enough to destroy tens of thousands of evil spirits at once!
And it's not just this soul flying.
"But in this case, it doesn't seem to be as safe as I thought. I must quickly restore the legend, and this is inseparable from money. How good would it be for the man to give me these five million yuan!"
"I don't know the last article, Shiraishi Academy, when will you reply?"
Pei Ziyun thought, put his hands on the keyboard, and thought for a long time, and then typed the words "The Change of Pu's Door" in the middle of the blank page. The number of works in this article is not too many ~ EbookFREE.me ~ The main purpose is the struggle and sacrifice of the lower-level samurai, and the subsequent historical significance and meaninglessness.
The historical significance has taken a turning point of the Xinchuan Shogunate's changes from modern times to modern times. At the key point, more than a dozen rogues have given encouragement and courage to the reform. In this incident, the people who died of the sages did not die.
But it doesn't make sense. His wife is determined to stick to her virginity and never remarry, but she marries and remarries the next year. The daughter of Zhishi, unbearably indifferent, hanged her poem in the third year.
This article is a work by Yibuki Guangshu, which has been praised as a "half of the charm in the paddy field". It has 30,000 words. Although Pei Ziyun typed quickly, it took an hour and a half to finish.
After the dictation, Pei Ziyun ordered the save, but did not send it. At this time, an email was sent over, entitled "Class Graduation Tour" and asked to arrive at the school three days later.
"It's really troublesome!" Pei Ziyun saw Yamato Izumi coming in and said loudly, "Mom, I'm hungry, give me food."
Yamada Izumi didn't seem to know what was happening not far away and said, "Okay, Shinichi, it seems to be a hard exercise. Please wait a moment, we will have curry rice today at noon!"