In the face of the man’s letter, Ueda Ryosaku hurriedly hummed, and then discussed with the previous people to organize the victims and send them to the unaffected villages to recruit villagers’ houses, but at the same time, he also proposed this approach. , May damage the prestige of the main family, but he did not want the man’s letter but agreed.
"Then do it! At this moment, if everyone is so selfish, then even if the flood is not serious, we will fail miserably, but we will have to trouble Master Yunya." The man's letter agreed and rushed. The mage Yunya on the ground asked him to send out his disciples to help persuade him, and Fusang worshipped the Buddha, and the monk's words were sometimes more effective than the samurai.
"My Buddha is merciful, this is the responsibility of the poor monk." Yun Ya raised his head slightly, his figure still bowed, his hands clasped together, and the man gave a gift to his letter.
"Where's Master Qinghai?" Shixin saluted Yunya, and then turned to look at the scene. Monk Qinghai sang the'Nan Wu Miao Dharma Lotus Sutra' and stood up.
"This time, I would like to thank Master Qinghai for bringing the disciples in the rocky mountain here. I am grateful." Rather than being respectful to Yunya but being aloof, Shixin's attitude towards Monk Qinghai is more equal, probably because the other party brought monks and soldiers. The reason, as for Maitreya, Feng's mother-in-law, Bai Cha and others, he didn't even look at them.
The man’s letter didn’t look at Maitreya and others, and Maitreya and others couldn’t retreat. They could only wait there and wait for him to talk to Qinghai. Fortunately, monk Qinghai was still interested. He quickly led the topic to retreat and indicated that he and others already had a group, with Yun Ya as the leader of the command.
There is a heart, but it is straightforward. Facing Qinghai, it is obvious that you must not intervene. The man named Shixin pursed his mouth, but then he smiled and nodded his head:
"That will trouble you all. I have a swordsman here. Please Master Yunya also use him. Be sure to get rid of this monster for us. When I introduce you, the Hojo family will not be stingy with rewards, please." Hojo letter said. When he said, he bowed solemnly, and everyone could only pay back.
Following Hojo's words, a thin swordsman stood beside him, dressed in a kimono with three scales emblems, with a long short sword in his waist, and bowed to everyone.
"In Sasuke Shimoaizhou, Sarutobi Yinliu swordsman, this time I participated in the retreat, please give me your advice."
"Yinliu, but Aizhou Jiuzhong?" Faced with the application of the thin swordsman, the scattered representative of the swordsman Tiger Langta exclaimed.
"Haha, Sasuke is the second son of Mr. Jiuzhong, but he has obtained the true legend of Sarutobi swordsmanship!" Hojo's face and Yu Rongyan's words made Tororang too surprised, but then this Kongwu swordsman looked at him. Xiang Aizu Hisata's gaze was somewhat eager to try, while the thin Aizu Sasuke was unmoved, his gaze to be determined.
"Who is Aizhou Jiuzhong?" Silently, the white car leaned against Maitreya, and raised his doubts. He had never heard of Aizhou Jiuzhong's name.
"Is a newly emerged master of swordsmanship." Maitreya once stayed in Saitian Dojo, so I know that Yin Liu is a school of swordsmanship that has just risen in the past ten years, and its influence has approached the more ancient Yidao Liu and Shinto Stream. , Created by Aisu Hisutada, Aisu Sasuke's father, he devoted himself to the name Sarutobi, and his influence seemed to spread even more.
Without mentioning Maitreya’s explanation to Bai Cha, Hojo’s letter of guest, and after a few sentences, he sat down at the head of the house and took over the small gilded fan of his surname. May I ask how to retreat and presided over the meeting again. As for the original host, Ueda Liang Zuo, left calmly, and Master Yunya's disciples, together to arrange for the victims to evacuate!
The retreat meeting of the people continued. Under the oil lamp surrounded by the paper, Yunya took the command of Maitreya. He asked the Hojo clan to send people to explore the legends here and search for the origin of the water god of the river mouth.
Although Hojo's letter is a little arrogant, he is still a bit conscious of a mascot. He is willing to listen to professionals and quickly ask him to handle it.
A warrior went out and came back. After a while, he brought back a grieved Baba, muddy old farmer, and asked everyone about it, but it was a pity that the old farmer trembled in front of a room with swords and swords, and a gentleman. , Unable to say anything, the handsome samurai Kikumaru, who was so angry that he was questioning, grabbed a knife at his waist, and was about to slash the farmer.
"Please don't be so impulsive? Let me have a try." Maitreya saw the completely brutal Jumaru, and interrupted the other party's actions aloud.
Looking at Maitreya who was making noise, Kikumaru did not put the knife, but glanced at his master's letter, saw his slightly jaw, then released the handle of the knife and stood aside.
"Uncle Baiche, is there a rice ball?" Maitreya asked Baiche. He ordered a rice ball from him. Then he walked over and handed it to the trembling old farmer. Then he spoke to the other party gently and asked him if he had been there. Huzhong Shrine, I have never heard of the god of water.
"Offended the water god, this rain is the water god’s spear in his hand to punish us." The old peasant couldn’t bear the rice ball’s sex, so he put it in his arms, and said with a little fearful voice that he can think of it. Thing.
"Apart from the Spear of Yu, are there other things about the God of Water?" Maitreya asked in a warm voice.
"Three years ago, the God of Water began to ask for a child from the village, using an arrow." The old farmer gestured.
"What about it?" Maitreya could hear it. Ueda said this matter just now. It was the water god who used an arrow as a mark. The people who were shot by the arrow had to hand over the child as a sacrifice.
"Every child was taken as a sacrifice and sent to the shrine in the lake, and then never came out again. By the way, I heard people say that when someone was fishing, they saw a big snake in the river with catfish and Crab, another time, I heard someone say that someone saw a snake flying out of the lake shrine and swallowed the moon."
In the warm room, the old farmer gradually opened the chatterbox, and all kinds of news were released, causing the mage Yunya next to him to meditate. The mage finally couldn't help but speak:
"Then anyone has seen the god of water with their own eyes?"
"No, no one has ever seen the water god. Anyone who has seen the water god is dead. By the way, there are samurai and maidens who held sacrifices by the lake. I heard that the maiden was taken away." The old farmer's expression became scared and gradually asked Nothing came out, but was taken away by the samurai, and there was a moment of silence in the house.
The night breeze came, the lights in the room were shaking, the shadows were crawling, and there was another explosion of thunder outside the room, making everyone in the room, even Maitreya, could not help but recuperate, but suddenly, his eyes found a corner of the room near. Transparent silhouette.
Hallucination! Maitreya began to think that he was wrong, but when he opened his eyes and erased the color perception, he found that he was not mistaken. He was really a bald man with a red body and different skin colors, blending into the environment like a chameleon, and the other person was passing love. Behind Su Sasuke, he was quietly approaching the Hojo's letter who was sitting in the house.
"Sir Shishin." Maitreya noticed that Aisa Sasuke's face seemed conscious, so he stood up aloud.
(End of this chapter)