Ishiwata Makoto sank into unprecedented darkness.
A kind of coldness enveloped him, and he was so heavy that he couldn't breathe. He screamed wildly, but the scream could only be heard by himself. He struggled with his limbs, but couldn't move his fingers.
The suffocation became more and more serious. Ishiwata Makoto's consciousness gradually blurred. He clenched his teeth tightly. Suddenly, all the pressure relaxed. In an instant, Ishiwata Makoto pulled out his sword. Although it was just a practice bamboo sword, it broke The air made a sharp sound and slashed towards the primary school student opposite.
"Killing Technique: Flying Dragon Slash!"
But almost at the same time, Pei Ziyun's wooden sword slashed horizontally, and then there was a violent impact. The twelve-year-old body involuntarily stepped back and stepped on the lawn.
"Kill!" Ishiwata Chengren jumped up again and charged towards the enemy.
"Puff" The two of them crossed each other, and the wooden sword and the bamboo sword struck six times in succession in the air. Although it was impossible, Pei Ziyun could almost feel the sparks of the metal collision.
"Poof!" The bamboo sword broke, but Ishiwata Makoto used the remaining half of the sword to perform a more deadly beheading.
"Hey!" Pei Ziyun instantly saw his white eyeballs. The rich Yin Qi was boiling and burning at all costs. When the bamboo sword was five centimeters away from Pei Ziyun's throat, Pei Ziyun shouted.
"Boom" Shidu Cheng was struck like a thunderbolt, and howled like a wild beast. The two of them looked at each other.
Pei Ziyun (￣_￣)'s expression remained the same.
Ishiwata Makoto showed two sharp canine teeth, fell down, and fell into a coma.
He had a dream.
He dreamed that the snow outside was getting thicker and thicker, and his vision was hazy and indistinguishable. He felt that his hands and feet were cold and numb, and his feet were in pain, but he still tried hard to swing his sword in the open space of the club room.
I don't know how much time passed, but a girl appeared.
"Mako, is that you?"
The girl did not answer, but asked: "Makoto, do you like children?"
She was holding a child by her hand, but her face could not be seen clearly. Ishiwata Makoto suddenly opened his eyes.
This was probably a dream, but it wasn't. He saw the sky and the trees not far away, and found himself lying on the lawn. He was dazed and moved slightly.
Then he saw a woman's face.
"Did you save me? How long was I unconscious?"
"It's only been five minutes, and this is the one who called me." The woman seemed to have no idea what was going on, and showed a concerned face: "Why did you fall down all of a sudden? Are you feeling uncomfortable somewhere?"
This woman seemed to be about 25 years old, and she seemed familiar. After a few seconds, he remembered that she was the cashier from the chain store just now.
"Please go inside and have a rest and drink some water!" The cashier said and handed over a bottle of water. Ishiwata Chengren turned around and saw (￣_￣) Pei Ziyun, and he suddenly woke up.
"It's too much to trouble you. I'm fine. I can just take a rest." Ishiwata Makoto sat on the pier in the park and said sincerely.
"If you have anything, please call me." The cashier bowed slightly and stepped back. She obviously didn't know what happened just now. That's right. Although the battle was fierce, the process only lasted a few seconds, so it was easy to ignore.
"Have we reached this point?" Ishiwata Makoto thought: "... I didn't hurt you just now! I haven't asked your name yet!"
"I used too much force and my hand has some muscle strain." Pei Ziyun said, lowering his head slightly: "I am Yamada Shinichi, please give me your advice."
"I am Ishiwata Makoto, please give me your advice." Ishiwata Makoto also bowed his head seriously and said, "I'm really sorry for causing you trouble just now!"
"It doesn't matter, what's wrong with you?"
After a serious apology, Ishiwata Makoto straightened his back and replied: "Oh, it's nothing."
"I am a weak person who lives an ignoble life and brings trouble to everyone. However, it really comforts me to see a young man like you here - how many years have you been practicing swordsmanship?"
Pei Ziyun hesitated for a moment. In terms of Japanese martial arts, it should have been two days since yesterday. Then he stretched out two fingers.
"Two years? It's not easy to achieve this level. It shows your talent. Although I am ashamed, can I ask you a favor?"
"Please tell me."
"Give this to Takamori Mako, there is an address on it." Ishiwata Makoto, who had slender eyes, said calmly and handed over an envelope.
Then he pulled off another amulet. It was made of cheap brass, but it was finely made and had a mark on it. He said, "There is really no other reward. I'll give this to you. If you hold this, you will learn further sword skills."
"Okay, goodbye." Ishiwata Makoto stood up calmly and said. After saying the above, he turned and left. Soon, he found a traditional Japanese inn.
This kind of hotel is often more expensive than staying in a hotel.
Not only that, the traditional ones did not even accept individual customers, but only members and guests recommended by members. Of course, this is no longer the case at all - the store always has to have income.
As soon as Ishiwata Makoto entered the door, he was immediately greeted by a woman in kimono, who bowed to welcome him inside. Ishiwata Makoto swiped his card and booked a room.
Someone led him in, and personally put on his clogs and thick socks, and enjoyed all the treatment that a guest should have when staying here.
After waiting for tea and special snacks to be served, the proprietress stood up and led the people to leave: "Please take your time. If you need anything, just ask. I won't disturb you anymore."
Ishiwata Makoto brought a white towel to the hot spring, ordered a bottle of sake and entered the hot spring. The environment was good. Although it was in the Tokyo area, the stones were scattered among the rising mist, and the lanterns were half-carried, which gave it a very traditional feel.
The hot spring was low-alkaline. Ishiwata Makoto washed his body carefully, then put on a kimono and went to the room. He took out a pen and wrote a simple letter with flying colors.
After finishing writing, he threw the pen away, sat down, facing the west, took out a knife, and sighed: "Finally it's used by you, you've been waiting for a long time!"
At this time, Pei Ziyun had already returned home. He touched the envelope and found that it was not sealed. He opened it and saw that it was a deed and a letter.
Without reading the letter, he took the deed in his hand and flipped it over. He couldn't help but was startled, stuffed it back, and threw it on the drawer in the room. He said, "You bastard, you don't even give me a yen for the fee, and you want me." Running errands?”
"However, I can't argue with you anymore, I agreed."
As soon as he said this, a plum blossom appeared in front of his eyes, and it quickly enlarged and turned into an information frame with a faint light.
"Mission: Out of the tacit understanding of the samurai, protect his wife and daughter (unfinished)"
Pei Ziyun didn't take it seriously and closed the information box. After a morning of exercise and a short fight, his back was covered with sweat, so he took a shower, tidied up briefly, and then went to the computer again. He also said: "You have to buy a computer yourself."
I turned on the computer, stared at the screen intently, and searched for local forums. There was none at first, but half an hour later, suddenly there was one.
Pei Ziyun took a deep breath, slowly opened his eyes, looked at the screen, and clicked on it.
Sure enough, the title was "Bastard, bastard, I was scared to death. Someone committed seppuku at Pinggang Hotel." When I clicked on it, there was a photo of seppuku. Although the photo was not very clear, you could still clearly see that the man was moving forward. Fall down, not face up.
"Is this orthodox hara-kiri?"
The most orthodox form of seppuku is to first cut from left to right, and then cut across the body from top to bottom to let out the internal organs until death due to excessive bleeding.
This kind of disembowelment is called "Jumonjiri", but the death is extremely painful. Usually the person is decapitated, but it is not completely cut off, leaving the head and neck slightly involved.
Careful study of historical data shows that samurai seppuku in history was quite false. Most of the time, so-called seppuku was done by symbolically scratching the abdomen with a wooden sword, bamboo sword or fan, and then the person who committed seppuku would be beheaded with the sword. There were even cases of samurai committing seppuku. He took the medicine directly and then made the mistake of claiming it was seppuku.
But this man actually committed seppuku, and it is said that he also left a suicide note, saying that he had caused a lot of trouble to the hotel, and a thick envelope containing 5 million yen, which he said was compensation for the damage to the hotel.
However, the community’s title, pictures, and content were deleted after three minutes.
"Is it because it's too bloody?"
"Or did the police intervene?"
"This man probably thought he was possessed by a demon and no longer had the power to resist Xie Chong. In order not to become a sinner who slaughtered women and children everywhere, he decided to commit seppuku!"
"But actually, it's none of your business."
"I just understood that it was the evil spirit possessing you that smelled the terrible and tempting smell, so it made a desperate blow and used your body to attack me, right?"
"That's ridiculous."
Pei Ziyun indeed found it ridiculous. His divine power was locked in his soul. How could evil ghosts spy on it? If his body was really killed, the power of God would be enough to destroy tens of thousands of evil ghosts in one go!
And not just this soul-crushing one.
"But in this case, it doesn't seem to be as safe as I thought. I have to quickly restore the legend, and this cannot be done without money. If only that man could give me these five million yen!"
"I don't know when Baishi Academy will reply to my last article?"
Pei Ziyun thought, putting his hands on the keyboard, thinking for a long time, and then typed the words "Kagogami Incident" in the middle of the blank page. This is Mitsuki Ibuki's second novel about samurai after "Samurai Under the Sakura". This work also has not many words. The main theme is the struggle and sacrifice of low-level warriors, as well as the subsequent historical significance and meaninglessness.
The historical significance represents a turning point in the transformation of the Shinkawa shogunate from modern times to modern times. A dozen ronin brought inspiration and courage to the reform at a critical point. The patriots who died in this incident were not even feathers.
But it makes no sense because his wife was determined to stick to her chastity and never remarry for the rest of her life, but she got married the next year and remarried. The daughter of the lofty idealist couldn't bear the coldness, so she wrote a desperate poem and hanged herself in the third year.
This article is a sublimated work of Mitsuki Ibuki and has been praised as a work with "half the charm of Deshui Field". It has 30,000 words. Although Pei Ziyun typed quickly, it took him an hour and a half to finish it.
After finishing writing, Pei Ziyun clicked Save and did not send it. At this time, another email was sent with the title "Class Graduation Tour" and requested to arrive at the school in three days.
"It's really troublesome!" Pei Ziyun saw Yamada Izumi coming in and said loudly: "Mom, I'm hungry, give me something to eat."
Yamada Izumi didn't seem to know what happened not far away, and said: "Okay, Shinichi, it seems that you are tired from training. Please wait a moment. Let's have curry rice for noon today!"
(End of chapter)