Chapter 755: Fan belly

In the setting sun, Takashi Ono looked at Shinichi Yamada, bowed slightly, opened the door, and leaned on one side of the body to let Pei Ziyun enter.
Faced with the invitation of Ono Aya Takashi, Pei Ziyun stepped into the room slowly.
房间 The room in front of this person is extremely rude, and there is nothing else than basic daily necessities. When entering the room, Pei Ziyun saw the bookshelf occupying the largest position in the room at a glance, but the bookshelves were scattered and not full.
Not far from the bookshelf, a burning brazier caught Pei Ziyun's attention.
Looking around again, the bookshelves are arranged in a strange way. There are four layers in the bookshelf, and the next two layers are full of books. They are arranged neatly and without clutter.
The upper two floors were less than a half empty, and the display was messy.
Pei Ziyun looked into the brazier not far away, there was still some ashes inside, understand.
Ono Takashi saw that Pei Ziyun noticed the brazier, the corners of his eyes twitched slightly, but passed away.
In turn, Takashi Ohno said apologetically, "I'm sorry, Yamada-kun, I just cleaned up some documents and burned some, but I haven't dealt with them completely, which made you laugh."
"There are not many things in the room, and there is no good hospitality. The only thing that can be praised is the Yushan tea." Ohno Ayaka turned to the corner of the room.
Pei Ziyun has some understanding of Yushan tea. Because Yamada and Yan have few hobbies, tea tasting is one of them. The most admired is Yushan tea. The annual consumption of tea at home is not a small expense.
Saitama camellia is one of the Japanese teas and is produced in the mountain town of southern Kyoto. The cultivation of tea trees dates back to the Kamakura period.
After continuous improvement, it became a high-grade tea in Muromachi, originating from the general's house, and became a tribute in the era of Shinkawa Shogunate.
Ono Takashi poured tea, poured water, and said in his mouth, "Yamada, please sit down."
Pei Ziyun was sitting on the only sofa in this room, with two cups of tea on the back of Ohno Takashi, asking, "I'm curious, Yamada-kun, how did you find me?"
"It's not polite to ask me, isn't it?" Pei Ziyun asked, "You're the boss of Motoura Modo?"
"You have manipulated public opinion and the public recently, and it is you who want to attack me and my family? Who are you and why are you against me?"
Pei Ziyun stared at Ono Takashi.
原来 "It turned out that Yamada-kun didn't even know my name, but found me?" Ohno Aya Takashi heard it, with a smile on his face, some 惆怅: "It really shocked me, can you tell me why?"
"For the enemy, there is no need to tell the bottom line, right?"
"That's what I said." Takashi Ohno thought about it seriously and took the tea back: "Yamada is my enemy, so I don't need to tell you-please use it slowly."
The tea is very good, and you can hear the snoring of tea leaves. Pei Ziyun listened quietly, watching the water in the cup, and the fragrance was clear and refreshing. He said, "In fact, I know your origin, but I do n’t know the specifics-nothing more than another People who parallel history! "
"For this world, you are just a lone soul and a ghost." Pei Ziyun began to taste tea, only half a sip and felt full of fragrance, which is very different from ordinary tea, and then he continued to say-to the whole country In fact, these incursions can only lurk in the dark, even if they have some allies, the incursions cannot become a climate.
Listening to Pei Ziyun's words, Ohno Takashi's eyes became sharp, and he gave a sigh of disapproval: "No, Yamada-kun, I have your information. I admire your martial arts and talents. It is indeed a warrior with both military and military skills. However, I think you are totally wrong on this point. "
"We are not lonely souls, we are orthodox."
"The history of this world is actually artificially distorted. Historically, there was no General Shincheon and Shincheon Shogunate, and it is even more impossible to reverse the defeat of the Shogunate."
"Mr. Yamada, you have this talent, why not give up the dark and join the Emperor's account?"
"Samurai, only by relying on the right master can you have value. Otherwise, it is a wild dog, Yamada-kun, please consider it carefully, please." Ohno Takashi said earnestly, and bowed his head seriously.
"Which emperor?"
"Is it the emperor of this world, or the emperor of your world?" Pei Ziyun asked with a shrug.
"As far as I know, due to historical changes, the emperors of different ages are not the same. Are you planning to obliterate all 23 emperors from the shogunate?"
"This is not the way of people, right?"
Ono Takashi was silent again, and the emperor's court was completely irrefutable. Pei Ziyun yawned: "The most important thing is that the so-called orthodoxy is nothing more than occupying the greatest power of reality."
"The reason why I say you are lone spirits and ghosts is because of your history and the power behind you. In this world, they are not accepted at all and are not valued."
"I have been affected by your infection in the past, so that it is for your orthodoxy, it is better to say that you will be in harmony with you at the same time, and the curtain will be reversed-after all, many people in the shogunate are dissatisfied."
"For the common enemy, so unite."
Pei Ziyun has passed the age of Secondary Two, which is valued by orthodox history. History has no good and no evil, and only recognizes strength.
Even if the original world is indeed orthodox, in this world, it is nothing but a phantom. Take Oda Nobunaga, for example, fighting between the dead in a narrow barrel, and the fool of Okinawa, the low energy of the dead country is spread to the world.
Hideki Toshiki is even more pitiful. No one knows him. Experts researched and collected historical data, and only knew that it was a low-level samurai called a monkey, who died in battle with Nobunaga Oda.
Famous Japan, Tokugawa Shogunate's first generation of generals who conquered the country, enjoyed 265 years of history, and Edo according to the power of the current deity God Tokugawa Ieyasu, but is a betrayal of the old master (Imagawa's), bent on the new Shincheon general 5000 stone flag books, not noticeable at all.
When I heard such words, looking at the cold stare on the opposite side, Takashi Ono replied without hesitation: "I have to admit that it is true from a certain angle."
"Orthodoxy is orthodoxy, not what you can deny."
"Tianjin God, stand with us."
"Really? Tianjin God is really on your side?" Pei Ziyun smiled and waved his hand to end the topic: "No need to test each other, let alone delay, these words should be left to others-please go on the road !! "
Listening to Pei Ziyun's words, although Ono Takashi had been thinking for a long time, his eyes were shocked. His palms were deeply penetrated by the nails and blood oozed out, but he didn't notice it.
"Hey, I thought I would die as if I had died once, but now I do n’t want to, and there is fear." Ohno Ayuki smiled bitterly, relieved: "Yamada-kun, now that things have come to this point, then I have nothing to say. Say, but I'm also a samurai, please fulfill my last wish, let me cut my belly? "
态度 This attitude is enough to make people respectfully, Pei Ziyun smiled: "This, yes, but only the belly!"
After seeing him say something, Pei Ziyun waved his hand: "Nanmu exchanged each other, and the Seven Births were forged by the nation. At that time, Nanmu Zhengcheng's son Nanmu Zhengyi also ran on both sides of the north and south, really catching up. One."
"Afterwards, it became a trend to cut the belly and die, but most of the fans moved towards the belly."
"The samurai was cut by the shogunate, but in reality they were all beheaded by misinformation. No one really opened his stomach."
"Don't embarrass me."
"I see, thank you very much, then please ask Yamada to help me behead!" Ohno Takashi stood up, patted his clothes with his hands, carefully arranged his appearance, sat down in the east, and found a Folding the fan, facing his belly, his head was slightly lower, waiting to be beheaded.
Pei Ziyun slowly raised his wooden sword and said, "You seem to be in the wrong direction. You are now facing the east, and according to the Buddhist monk, the Buddha in the pure land of the west should face the west!"
Ono Takashi shook his head slowly and said, "Although so, I ’m Takashi Ono who is loyal to the Emperor and the Emperor is a descendant of the Sun God, so I should face the East when I die."
"is it?"
"You are in the wind and rain in this world, disturbing many destinies, do you still think your soul can go back?" Pei Ziyun could not help asking.
After hearing this, Ono Takashi was startled, seemed to understand, looked at Shinichi Yamada, looked at the tender face, and mumbled, "Is this the backwash of the world? No wonder your age, you have Such an achievement, you are the antibody produced by this world! "
But Ono Takashi's words haven't fallen yet. An arc flashed, the light flashed, the head fell to the ground, blood spilled, and the dead body fell straight to the east.
The blood and the wreckage formed a strange beauty.
Pei Ziyun killed Ohno Takashi ~ EbookFREE.me ~ but he didn't care about it. He lowered his hands and stroked the wooden knife slowly, feeling the texture and texture on the wooden knife, and a strange feeling passed into Pei Ziyun's hands.
I carefully looked at the wooden sword. Sure enough, there was a faint face of Ono Takatsuki in the upper right corner of the wooden sword. He was screaming silently.
Pei Ziyun looked back at the fallen corpse and said, "Even if there is determination, the soul is not in the same situation?"
"If determination is useful, what else is there to do?"
"Let me see, who is your superior?" Then, his eyes brightened, but then, there was a cool breeze around him, and he didn't know where to go.
Pei Ziyun's eyes narrowed, with a wooden knife in one hand, one hand stretched out and felt a frown: "Is this fog?"
Before the encounter, Pei Ziyun encountered the fog several times and was attacked in the fog, and the fog in front seemed to be more of a cover for God's eyes.
Pei Ziyun shook his head: "These fogs are very useful, but you have left too many traces. It's not even half an hour since you left!"
"How much time can it stop me even if it is fog?"
况 "Moreover, I am different now than before!"
After speaking, Pei Ziyun opened the door and walked out. At the same time, a light shone from his body, and under the light, the fog quickly dissipated.
In the distance, on the road that was not fast or slow, the sharp protrusions in the car were pale and groaned, the nose was bleeding, and eyes leaked from the corners of the mouth.
Li Liyu did not care about this, and quickly wiped the blood, took out her mobile phone from her arms, and made a few calls one by one. Then she groaned for a moment and ordered the driver: "Turn, go to Harajuku wooden graveyard!"