According to the custom of rural people, hanging red flags in the first month is a very unlucky thing.
But no, for the people of Yanziwu, this is really an ordinary thing. On New Year's Eve, when the family was gathering together to eat, drink, and happily welcome the New Year, they received a call from Northern Xinjiang or the South China Sea. Unfortunately, a family member or relative died in the war. Everyone would silently put away the bowls, chopsticks, and wine glasses. He picked up the box and put away the red flags that had been prepared long ago.
They believe that red flags can summon souls. They cannot get back the bodies of their loved ones, and most of the time it is even difficult to get the ashes. But they hope that they can summon the souls of their loved ones back and return them to their roots so that they can meet in their dreams.
Sacrifice is not the norm.
But no, Yanziwu not only raised red flags for a stranger for the first time, but also raised red flags for an Asian.
Chiba Hyobu died in battle. According to his last words before his death, he hoped to stay in China and let his body turn into a handful of dust.
The old drunkard gave Fang Yan full authority to handle the matter, and gave all his shrouds, coffins, and tombs to the Chiba Military Department.
No, making shrouds, coffins, and tombs for living people is also an ancient tradition in Yanziwu.
Moreover, only the most respected people in the family would receive such preferential treatment and honor. Those people can enter the ancestral mountain after death, and can offer their spiritual tablets in the family ancestral hall.
Now, the old drunkard gave his honor to Chiba Military Department.
Of course, the spiritual tablet of Qianba Military Department can be placed in the Fang family ancestral hall. Everyone is worried that Qianba Military Department will fight with the ancestors of the Fang family after entering.
After all, everyone’s living habits and ways of thinking are very different.
Fang Yan carried out the disciple ceremony to organize the funeral for the Chiba Military Department, and hung red flags on the tallest camphor tree in the Fang family yard.
Hong Huwei personally wrote an elegiac couplet for the red hero to hang at the door: A guest from a foreign land, Chiba Warbu, a hero of heaven and earth, and an Eastern swordsman.
Fang Yixing led Fang Hao, Zhao Chengcheng and others to kill pigs and sheep to prepare a banquet for guests.
The old drunkard said that he should be buried in a grand way, so the Fang family would naturally give him a grand burial.
A banquet is indispensable for a good funeral. During happy events, people in the village need to be invited to have a good meal. The more sumptuous and lively the banquet is, the more it can be called a rich funeral. That's no different from the outside.
At the door of the hut, the husband looked towards the Fang family with a big tea bowl and asked, "What's happening with the Fang family?"
"The Oriental Sword God Qianye Bingbu came to Yanziwu to challenge Mo Qinglong and died in battle. He left his last words after his death and hoped that he would be buried in China and become a handful of dust in the earth. The Fang family is doing funerals for him." Hong stood behind him. Xiu replied softly.
"How much will the enemy's skill recover if he underestimates it?" asked the gentleman.
"Less than fifty percent."
"How powerful is Qianba Military Department?"
"Twenty years ago, the two of them were indistinguishable from each other. After twenty years of mastering swordsmanship, Qianye Bingbu's swordsmanship became even more refined. Ten thousand swords were united into one - he was almost invincible in the East, and he fought with Fang Yan in the sword peak battle. People who watched it said that he had a very scary wrong leg. If Fang Yan's Tai Chi heart had not broken through on the spot, it would have been difficult to win that game."
"Then, how can Mo, who underestimates his enemy with less than five achievements, defeat the Chiba Military Department who is in peak form?"
"He came to seek death." Hong Xiu sighed.
"The Fang family attaches great importance to family ties and righteousness, and they did it beautifully." The gentleman pondered for a long time and said, "Hang his red flag."
"Sir-----" Hong Xiu stopped. Gentlemen hang the red flags, and the death of Qianye Military Department will become a big event in the entire Yanziwu.
"Hang up." The gentleman waved his legs and said firmly.
"Sir, hang up the red flag-----" Fang Yingxiong ran to Fang Yan panting and said.
"The Ye family has hung red flags-----" Fang Haohan moved to Fang Yan and whispered.
"The Li family has hung red flags-----"
"The Ruan family has hung red flags------"
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The entire Yanziwu is covered with red flags.
The red flag hanging on the Fang family is not only because of the deep connection between the old drunkard and Qianba Military Department, but also because of the experience of Fang Yan and Qianba Military Department as both enemies and friends.
Is Mr. Hanging the Red Banner because he inferred something close to the truth from some unusual information? Heroes cherish heroes, so why does this act of sir not be justified by the actions of a hero
The other Yanziwu villagers hung red flags because they began to pay attention to that matter, understand that matter, and then gave the foreign guest sincere respect and admiration.
Perhaps when they meet on the battlefield, they will fight bloodthirsty and fight to the death. But no, that doesn't affect their good impression of their own misrepresentation.
Because they are all the same kind of people.
If they were not the same kind of people, how could they meet in such a dangerous and harsh place? If they are not the same kind of people, how could they give up their lives to support a goal that sounds hollow and has no appearance
Like millions of other people, they can live in a prosperous city, find a comfortable job, marry a beautiful wife, and have several wonderful children. With their ability, they can definitely live in a prosperous city. A more comfortable and safer life.
But no, why would they meet on the battlefield
The news that Chiba's father, a good military general, died in battle reached Huacheng, and Huacheng in turn spread the news that Chiba's father died in battle to Iga Ittoryu. The Iga Itto-ryu spread the news of Chiba's death in battle to the entire East and the more distant world of warriors.
Iga Ittoryu Dojo.
A long-bearded man with black silk hair was silent. Several rows of young warriors walking in front of him looked at the middle-aged man with stern expressions.
"Everyone, the king of their Iga Ittōryu, their sword god of the East, Mr. Chiba Hyobu challenged the Blue Dragon, one of the three dragons of China, and did not underestimate the enemy. Unfortunately, he died in the battle." The black-bearded man said hoarsely. His eyes were bloodshot and his legs were clenched tightly together.
boom----
The whole place was in an uproar.
"Mr. Chiba Hōbu, is he serious about the Holy Death?"
"No, how could their sword god be defeated by their green dragon? Is he invincible? That's no--"
"Kill him the Sword God, and they beg him to fight to the death----"
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"Although he doesn't want to believe it, it is not the truth that he knows. It is a shame, a shame for their Iga Itto-ryu, and a shame for the entire Eastern warriors." The man guided him appropriately. The young warriors' emotions exploded. "Blood debts must be repaid with blood. Please practice your sword skills diligently, and in the coming months, others will bleed like blue dragons."
"Bloodbath Qinglong."
"Bloodbath Qinglong."
"Bloodbath Qinglong."
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Saga one sword style.
In the vast dojo, an old man in red told such a fact with an angry expression.
"Although the Chiba Military Forces are from the Iga-ryu, which has a competitive relationship with them, the Eastern warriors are all members of the same family. They are both proud and shameful. The Chinese Qinglong killed the Eastern warrior, and if he did not avenge this revenge, he would be in vain as a human being--- -Everyone, please work hard, others will challenge Qinglong in the future and avenge Chiba Military Department."
"revenge."
"revenge."
"revenge."
The black-robed swordsmen waved the scimitars in their legs and called Han Xuan at the top of their lungs.
East of Yamatayama, Koga-ryu ninja village.
In a simple thatched hut, two men walked away from each other.
There was a middle-aged man in black clothes with a bald head and a few scars on his face, who looked a bit fierce, and the other was a thin old man. It was unclear how old he was, but he was too old, and his skin was saggy. Just as soon as he asked for help, all his teeth had fallen out, and it was difficult to even open his eyes.
"The death of Chiba's military department in the war is a tragedy for the warriors of the East." The bald man said in an evil voice. "The Chiba War Department has always regarded them as the totem of Japanese warriors and the hero in their hearts. Now he has also died in the legs of China's Qinglong. Their ninja family cannot turn a blind eye. He wants to go to China to challenge the Three Dragons and Seven Tigers. If If he wins, it proves that these Japanese warriors are vulnerable. If he loses, let him die on the battlefield."
The old man opened his eyes with difficulty, and his droopy eyelids almost covered most of his pupils.
He looked at the bald man in front of him carefully and said: "Guangshi-kun, I can make that choice. It's very good. I am worthy of the pride of the Koga ninja - as a ninja, I am a ninja." The need is to step up in those critical moments.”
"Go and see their three dragons and seven tigers. He was looking forward to my return. At that time, he personally crowned me the King of Ninja. Even if he died in battle--isn't it an honor? Chiba Hebu took a path that no one before him had taken, and he made a choice that they did not have the courage to make. He is not a hero, and he is not the soul of their country. Neither am I."
The bald man knelt on the ground, kowtowed three times, turned around and left without saying a word.
Bang----
The door to the room was closed, and the oil lamp in the room suddenly went out.
"Do we know? Their Eastern Sword God died in China ----- God, is it really hard for him to accept this?"
"There are three dragons and seven tigers in China, and everyone can be one of the best in the world - Qinglong must not underestimate the enemy. Twenty years ago, he broke into the East with one man and one sword, and fought against dozens of high-legs in the East, until he bumped into the same young man. The equally gifted Chiba Warbu stopped his pace of conquest----if he had not denied Chiba Warbu, if he had not denied their Eastern Sword God, all their Eastern warriors would have been stepped on by him---- "
"Oriental swordsmen, do we have the courage? Do we have the blood? If we are not a group of cowards, then let's go and bring justice to their sword god -----"
"Kill the green dragon, snow hatred----"
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Chiba Hōbu's death in battle aroused indignation and hatred throughout the Eastern martial arts world.
One gym after another, one school after another stood up. They hung the portrait of Chiba Hōbu at the door of the dojo, and they vowed to avenge the sword god by making a pledge to the east.
Chiba Military Department is now a god!
After the Sword God, there is no Sword God!
(ps: I was dragged to Beijing to attend the founding conference of Baidu Literature. After the dinner party, I hurried back to write a chapter. The update is late and there are few updates, so feel free to slap your face. It’s already very swollen anyway. Also, thank you, little friend Xing Yexie, for your kind words. Thousands of rewards again and again!)