As the sun set, Takashi Onoki looked at Yamada Shinichi and bowed slightly. He then opened the door and stepped aside, allowing Pei Zi Yun to enter.
Pei Zi Yun accepted Ohno Takashi's invitation and slowly stepped into the room.
This person's room was extremely simple and crude. Apart from some basic necessities, there was nothing else. As soon as he entered the room, he saw a bookshelf that took up the largest space in the room. However, the bookshelf was scattered about, and was not filled to the brim.
Not far from the bookshelf, there was a brazier that was still burning. This caught Pei Zi Yun's attention.
Looking around, he noticed that the arrangement of the bookshelves was a little strange. The bookshelves had four layers, and the bottom two layers were filled with books. Moreover, they were arranged neatly without a trace of disorder.
The upper two floors were already half empty, and the arrangement was also extremely messy.
Pei Zi Yun then looked at the brazier not too far away. There were still some ashes left in it, and he understood.
Onoki Takashi noticed that Pei Zi Yun was looking at the brazier, and his eyes twitched slightly.
Then, Takashi Ohno said apologetically, "I'm very sorry, Yamada-kun. I was cleaning up some documents just now and burned some, but I haven't cleaned them up yet. I've made a fool of myself."
"There are not many things in the house, and there is no good hospitality. The only commendable thing is the Yushan tea." Takashi Ono turned around and walked to the corner of the room.
Regarding the Jade Mountain Tea, Pei Zi Yun had some understanding of it. This was because Yamada and Yan Ai did not have many hobbies. Tasting tea was one of their hobbies, and the tea they loved the most was the Jade Mountain Tea. Every year, the family would spend quite a sum on the tea.
Yushan tea was one of the Japanese teas. It was produced in the mountain city in the south of Kyoto. The cultivation of tea trees could be traced back to the Kamakura period.
After continuous improvements, it became a high-grade tea during the Muromachi era. It originated from the Shogun family, and during the Shinkawa shogunate era, it became a tribute.
Takashi Ono poured the tea and poured some water into it. He said, "Yamada-kun, please take a seat."
Pei Zi Yun sat on the only sofa in the room, with his back facing Takashi Ono as he brewed two cups of tea. He then asked, "I'm very curious, Yamada-kun. How did you manage to find me?"
"Don't you think it's impolite of you to ask me such a question?" Pei Zi Yun asked. "Are you Mubai Pu Shigenori's superior?"
"You're the one who manipulated public opinion and people to attack me and my family, right? Who are you? Why are you trying to harm me? "
Pei Zi Yun stared at Ohno Takashi.
"So, Yamada-kun didn't even know my name, but you found me?" When Takashi Ohno heard this, he smiled and said with some melancholy, "This is really shocking. Can you tell me why?"
"If it's an enemy, there's no need to tell them your background, right?"
"That's true." Onoki Takashi thought about it seriously and took the tea back. "Yamada-kun is my enemy, so I don't have to tell you. Please enjoy your tea."
The tea was delicious, and he could even hear the sound of the tea leaves sizzling. Pei Zi Yun listened quietly as he observed the color of the tea. He then said, "Actually, I know where you came from. It's just that I don't know the details. You must be someone from a parallel history!"
"To this world, you are nothing more than a wandering ghost." Pei Zi Yun started tasting the tea. After taking a sip, he could feel the fragrance lingering in his mouth. It was different from ordinary tea. He then continued to speak. To the entire country, these thugs could only hide in the dark. Even if they had some allies, they would not be able to do much.
Hearing Pei Zi Yun's words, Takashi Ohno's gaze sharpened and he snorted in disagreement, "No, Yamada-kun, I've received information about you. I'm very impressed with your martial arts and literary skills. You're indeed a warrior who is skilled in both literature and martial arts. However, I think you're very wrong about this."
"We're not wandering ghosts. We're the orthodox ones."
"The history of this world has been distorted. There was no Great General Shinkawa or the Shinkawa shogunate in history. It's impossible to reverse the defeat of the shogunate."
"Yamada-kun, since you're so talented, why don't you turn to the light and join the Emperor's camp?"
"Samurai can only have value if they rely on the right master. Otherwise, they are just wild dogs. Yamada-kun, please consider it seriously. Please," Takashi Ohno said earnestly and lowered his head to show his solemnity.
"Which emperor?"
"Is it the emperor of this world or the emperor of your world?" Pei Zi Yun shrugged his shoulders and asked.
"As far as I know, due to the changes in history, the emperors of each generation are different. Are you prepared to kill all 23 different emperors of the shogunate?"
"This isn't the way of a minister, right?"
Ono Ha Takashi fell silent once again. As a subject of the Emperor, he had no way to refute Pei Zi Yun's words. Pei Zi Yun yawned and said, "Most importantly, the so-called legitimacy is nothing more than the greatest power in reality."
"The reason why I say that you're wandering ghosts is because of your history and the power behind you. In this world, you're not accepted and valued."
"The past generations were influenced by you. Instead of saying that it's for your orthodoxy, it's more accurate to say that they're working together to rebel against the shogunate. After all, there are many who are dissatisfied with the shogunate."
"Because of the common enemy, we're working together."
Pei Zi Yun had long passed the age where he would be bothered by the orthodoxy. There was no good or evil in history, only power.
So what if the original world was indeed orthodoxy? In this world, it was just an illusion. Take Oda Nobunaga for example. He died in battle, a fool with a tail, and an imbecile who lost his country.
Kinoshita Hideyoshi was even more pitiful. No one knew about him. Experts researched and collected historical materials, but they only knew that he was a low-level samurai known as a monkey who died in battle with Oda Nobunaga.
His name shook Japan, the first great general of the Tokugawa shogunate. He ruled the country for 265 years. Tokugawa Ieyasu was just a traitor to his old master (the Imagawa family). He knelt down and submitted to the great general of the Shinagawa Shogunate.
Hearing this and looking at the cold gaze opposite him, Ohno Ohno answered without hesitation, "I have to admit, from a certain point of view, this is indeed the case."
"But orthodoxy is orthodoxy. It's not something you can deny."
"The Tianjin Deity is on our side."
"Is that so? The Tianjin Deity is really on your side? " Pei Zi Yun laughed and waved his hands, indicating that he wanted to end the conversation, "There's no need to test each other, and there's no need to drag things out. These words should be left to others. Please go on your way!"
Hearing Pei Zi Yun's words, Ono Ha Takashi was already mentally prepared for this, but his eyes still widened in shock. His fingernails dug deep into his palms, causing blood to flow out, but he didn't seem to feel it.
"Sigh, I thought that after dying once, I would face death with equanimity. But now, I don't think that I still have fear." Onoki Takashi smiled bitterly and looked relieved. "Yamada-kun, since things have come to this point, I have nothing more to say. But I'm also a samurai, so please fulfill my last wish. Let me commit seppuku?"
Pei Zi Yun laughed, "I can do that, but only on the stomach!"
Seeing that he had something to say, Pei Zi Yun waved his hand and said, "Nanmu stabbed each other. The story of 'Seven Lives Serving the Country' was made up. At that time, Nanmu Masayoshi's son, Nanmu Masayoshi, was still running north and south. If one really caught up with him, he would be the first to do so."
"After that, it became common practice to commit seppuku. But most of the time, it was just a fan against the stomach."
"Samurai were ordered by the shogunate to commit seppuku. In actual fact, they were beheaded by mistake. No one actually cut open their stomach."
"Don't make things difficult for me."
"I understand. Thank you very much. In that case, Yamada-kun, please behead me!" Takashi Onoki stood up and patted his clothes. He carefully tidied up his appearance and sat down facing the east. He found a folding fan and placed it against his abdomen. Then, he lowered his head and waited to be beheaded.
Pei Zi Yun slowly raised his wooden blade and said, "You seem to be in the wrong direction. You are now facing the east. According to Buddhist teachings, Buddha is in the west, so he should be facing the west!"
Onoki Takashi shook his head slowly and said, "Even so, I, Onoki Takashi, am loyal to the Emperor. The Emperor is the descendant of the Sun God. Therefore, when I die, I should be facing the east."
"Is that so?"
"You've stirred up trouble in this world and interfered with many fates. Do you still think that your soul can return?" Pei Zi Yun could not help but ask.
Hearing this, Onoki Takashi was shocked and seemed to understand. He looked at Yamada Shinichi and looked at his young face and mumbled, "So this is the backlash of the world? No wonder you've achieved so much at such a young age. You are the antibodies produced by this world! "
But before Onoki Takashi could finish his sentence, a circular arc flashed past. With a flash of the blade, Onoki Takashi's head fell to the ground. Fresh blood splattered everywhere, and the corpse fell towards the east.
The fresh blood and the dismembered corpse formed a strange and beautiful scene.
Pei Zi Yun had killed Onoki Takashi, but he did not care about all this. He lowered his head and slowly caressed the wooden blade, feeling the texture and texture of the blade. A strange feeling entered Pei Zi Yun's hands.
He looked carefully at the wooden blade. Indeed, on the upper right corner of the blade, he could faintly see the face of Onoki Takashi, who was letting out a silent scream.
Pei Zi Yun looked back at the corpse behind him and said, "No matter how determined you are, when your soul is in this state, isn't it the same?"
"If determination is useful, what's the use of strength?"
"Let me see, who's your superior?" As he spoke, his eyes lit up. But at this moment, he felt a cold breeze coming from all directions.
Pei Zi Yun's eyes narrowed. He held the wooden blade with one hand and stretched out the other. Suddenly, he frowned, "This is fog?"
Previously, Pei Zi Yun had encountered fog several times and was attacked in it. The fog in front of him seemed to be blocking the vision of a god.
Pei Zi Yun shook his head, "This fog is very useful. It's just that you've left too many traces. It hasn't even been half an hour since you left!"
"Even if it's fog, how long can it delay me?"
"Moreover, I'm different from before!"
As he finished speaking, Pei Zi Yun opened the door and walked out. At the same time, his body emitted a faint light. Under the light, the fog quickly dissipated.
In the distance, on the road that was neither fast nor slow, Li Litu, who was in the car, was pale. She groaned and her nose was bleeding. There was a faint trace of blood at the corner of her mouth.
Li Litu did not care about this. She hurriedly wiped the blood off her face and quickly took out her phone. She made a few phone calls. Then, she thought for a moment and ordered the driver, "Turn around and go to the Harajuku Cemetery!"
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