In the strange atmosphere of the banquet in Yingzhou, Yuan Yuan sat upright, holding the teacup and looking down calmly, as if she didn't notice the indifferent eyes around her at all.
She just looked back at her side from time to time, puzzled, "Why are you sliding down?"
"…"
Woodland Hut, who was slowly wriggling down on the tatami chair, raised his head and smiled stiffly, "I'm just relaxing."
"Relaxing under the table?"
"It's cool down there!"
Woodland Hut's expression stiffened, and then he shrank down a little.
Yuan Yuan seemed to be aware of it. She raised her eyes and looked at the curtain high in the distance.
She immediately understood the situation when she sensed the indistinct gaze from behind the curtain.
"You know him?"
"To be honest, I've only seen him once."
Yuan Yuan understood more and more, "Victim?"
Woodland Hut's eyes twitched for a long time, and then he nodded with difficulty, "… Almost."
"Then you deserve it."
Yuan Yuan had seen too many cases of Jiang Yashuang being blocked at the door and chopped at the door after he was exposed, "Solve it yourself."
"…"
"If only I could solve it."
Woodland Hut wanted to say something but stopped. He couldn't help sighing to the sky, and then he took out his mobile phone from his pocket to play games.
The middle-aged man behind the opposite table finally couldn't stand it anymore. He slapped the table angrily and stared at him, "How dare you come here, thief?!"
For a moment, almost everyone's eyes were looking at him.
He was glowing with excitement.
Here it comes, here it comes, the personal disciple of Professor Sato finally got angry!
"Why are you shouting so loudly?"
Woodland Hut's hand shook because of the shouting. He made a mistake in the game, so he gave up decisively. He immediately rolled his eyes and asked back, "Friend, please mind your words, OK? I'm a guest invited by the Sword Sage. Why can't I come? What's wrong? Did you just find that you don't allow people under the age of 18 to drink in Yingzhou? Why are you in such a hurry to call 110 or to write a complaint letter? "
As soon as he said this, everyone was stunned.
Then they realized that it seemed that … maybe … maybe … the Taoist hall really didn't notice this?
Even Eguchi, who was angry, was stunned for a long time. Interrupted by him, he forgot most of the reproach that had been brewing in his stomach for a long time. He immediately became angrier and asked in a cold voice, "Guest? Everyone here tonight is a qualified sword-hunting warrior, but where did you get your sword from? Do you dare to say it?! "
"Why wouldn't I dare?"
Little Hut in the Woods picked his nose and calmly replied, "It's strange. Yesterday, when I was walking by the river, I happened to meet a person who climbed out of the river.
That guy looked like a rat and didn't look like a good person, so I went up and asked the same question as you. "
The little hut in the woods poked its head out and imitated him perfectly. "Where did you get your saber?"
"And guess what?"
"That guy tried to run away, but I killed him in the end! He ran too fast and even his corpse fell into the river. We can't find it anymore. "
He picked up his teacup and sighed. "Heavenly materials and earthly treasures belong to those who are virtuous. It's probably because that little thief's virtue doesn't match his position …"
Silence. A stunned silence.
Everyone was stupefied and looked over in shock. They had never seen such a shameless person before.
For a moment, he was speechless.
Only the hut in the forest, accompanied by hot tea, enjoyed the increasingly strong resentment, and finally felt comfortable.
That's the taste!
With a low cracking sound, a crack appeared on the table in front of Eguchi.
The middle-aged man's face was livid, and he could no longer restrain the rage in his heart. A cold light flashed in his eyes as he said, "What's the use of flaunting your mouth? You swindler, do you dare to fight with my subordinate?!"
"Of course I don't dare."
Little Hut in the Woods responded with a trembling voice. He replied shamelessly, "If I knew that you sent an invitation here to beat me up, I wouldn't have come …"
The young man raised his head and glanced at the man in front of him with disdain. The mobile phone in his hand spun, and every time it spun, the blood vessels on Eguchi's forehead jumped wildly.
If he had to say, these guys had been practicing swordsmanship every day until their brains were fried. If they directly pulled out their swords and slashed at him, he might be a little afraid. But if it was a quarrel, then he wouldn't be sleepy if he brought his junior brother along.
How could a gold medal bar spirit who was banned on average six times a month be afraid of this?
As for beating people up? Then come at me.
Come, hit me here!
At that time, Little Hut in the Woods would not only not resist, but also help you record it. He had thought of the titles. There were two "Shocking", one "Quick Turn", and one "If you don't watch it, I'll delete it" …
It was guaranteed that tomorrow they would be popular all over Yingzhou and go to the world.
Just opposite, Eguchi's face turned from livid to red. He was already furious. He was about to attack and pull out his sword, but his expression stiffened.
His movements stopped abruptly.
It was as if he had seen a ghost.
He looked behind Little Hut in the Woods in shock, as if he couldn't believe it. His eyes widened, and his chin almost fell to the ground.
How old was he? He still played this trick to coax a child.
Little Hut in the Woods sneered. He had stopped using this trick when he was eight years old.
Just as he was about to ridicule him, he suddenly realized that something was wrong, because more and more people were looking behind him.
Including Yuan Yuan next to him.
But in his perception, there was no one behind him.
Only a faint smell of perfume came faintly in the breeze.
The tatami slightly trembled, and the person behind him bent down and sat down, curiously looking at his face.
She smiled.
She said, "We meet again, Mr. Yamanaka."
Little Hut in the Woods' expression stiffened, and he slowly turned his head, looking at the girl in the robe and her curious look.
The corners of his eyes twitched wildly.
He was like a kitten that had been targeted by a predator.
He froze in place.
"Huh?" The person asked in confusion, "Why don't you speak?"
"Sorry, my surname is Lin …"
He coughed and tried to move to the side a little, wanting to ask for help, but Yuan Yuan showed a look of watching a show and picked up the teacup instead.
Little Hut in the Woods was numb, and he could only force a smile. "You might have mistaken me for someone else?"
"Really?"
The girl seemed to be puzzled. She raised her hand and pointed at the packaging in his pocket. "But the cigarette box is exactly the same."
"Ah, this …"
Little Hut in the Woods' expression stiffened, and he was sweating. Only then did he realize that the box in his pocket was still the same one from yesterday.
"Ahem, this proves that your country's peace is very popular."
"The smell hasn't changed, but your expression is different from yesterday's high-spirited look."
The girl looked at his appearance with a faint smile. "But then again, I helped you out. Shouldn't you thank me?"
"… Then I thank you."
Little Hut in the Woods squeezed out a smile with difficulty. "Is there anything else?"
So, the girl's smile became more and more cheerful.
"Well … Nothing, goodbye!"
She thought for a moment and suddenly stood up.
Little Hut in the Woods fell into a daze.
He was prepared to counter every move that came his way, but when his opponent suddenly turned around and left, it made him feel a sense of defeat, as if he had no moves to counter with …
"Goodbye, Mr. Yamanaka under the bridge." The girl looked back and smiled, saying goodbye softly. "It's not bad to look at you from the front. Let's play together next time."
Just like that, she turned around and went back behind the curtain.
Little Hut in the Woods looked back until his neck couldn't bear the burden. In the long silence, he seemed to finally react, slowly turning his head and looking at those complicated expressions.
"Who is she?"
So, those gazes became more and more gloomy.
.
Damn it, that idiot Eguchi.
In the seats above, Yase Yijing, a normal student, couldn't help but curse in his heart. That idiot patted his chest and promised with a solemn expression, but when a wild girl stood up and showed her face, he immediately revealed his true colors.
Feeling the cold gaze from the top, his expression stiffened, and then he angrily clenched his fists under the table.
The second young master was about to lose his patience.
No matter what, he had to pay back for the accident that happened at the previous Knife Hunt.
Otherwise, the second young master who presided over the Knife Hunt this time would lose his authority … If he was disrespectful in the competition for the position of the next Dojo Master, it wouldn't end well for those who took sides early.
Thinking of this, he couldn't help but sigh.
In the end, he was too impatient …
He should've waited, just waited.
Unfortunately, the situation was beyond his control.
The moment he made up his mind, he suddenly raised his hand and clapped his hands. A crisp sound filled with killing intent spread out, instantly causing countless noises to dissipate. Even the geisha dancing in the distance froze in place.
For a moment, he attracted everyone's attention.
"Too weak, such a girl's attitude is really unbearable to look at!"
Yase coldly glanced at the performance above and said with dissatisfaction, "It's because of these weak songs and dances that their minds are being worn down. Each session is worse than the previous one."
"Hey, Yase, you're going too far."
His colleague who was watching happily looked over. Although he didn't understand what was going on, he still tried to smooth things over, "Using cultural relics together is the way to improve. The children have worked so hard for so long, drinking some wine to relax is not a big deal. They'll be fine after practicing more tomorrow."
Yase coldly snorted, "Have you forgotten the teachings of the Sword Sage?"
As he spoke, he raised his hand and pointed at the hanging scroll hanging at the top, where the words "Permanent Battle Formation" were written in thick ink!
That was the handwriting of the Sword Sage in his spare time. The original meaning was that the samurai must be prepared at all times to rush to the battlefield, so they must be diligent and must not relax at all.
"Since everyone wants to watch the performance, why don't I perform for everyone?"
Yase slowly stood up and removed the cumbersome haori on his body. He took out a rope from his sleeves and tied the sleeves around his body. After that, he pressed on the longsword at his waist and stood in the middle of the hall. He spoke in a lofty manner, "Where is there a performance more suitable for a samurai than a sword duel?"
"Oi, Yase, enough is enough!"
"Shut up, Sato. It's precisely because there are people like you who are blinded by love that the dojo suffered such great humiliation!"
Yase glared at him, causing Sato to want to say something but hesitated. In the end, he had nothing to say and could only cover his face with his sleeves and leave in grief.
For a moment, that indignant and unyielding aura caused countless disciples to cheer.
"Oh ya, the situation doesn't seem good, little brother Huai Shi."
In this silence, the drunken Daitengu slapped his knees and laughed loudly. "See, trouble has come knocking on our door!"
"You don't care?" Huai Shi bitterly smiled. "I've been toasting quite a few times during this half a day."
"Ahahaha, I'm a Daitengu. I've never complained about liveliness. I'm drunk and need liveliness to accompany my wine!" Daitengu grinned. "Also, this is the dojo. My old face isn't worth much."
Huai Shi sighed.
After that, he sensed Yase's gaze on him.
The samurai stood upright and glared at Huai Shi. "Sir Huai Shi, please guide me!"
"The experts in the dojo are as common as clouds. Why do you need me, a classical music teacher, to guide you?" Huai Shi shrugged. "Could it be that you also wish to learn the cello?"
Yase widened his eyes and asked, "In that case, sir, you don't dare to?"
"I'm still injured. Forgive me for not being able to accompany you."
Huai Shi's words caused Yase to start, but he couldn't help but heave a sigh of relief in his heart. Originally, he was prepared to pay the price to cause a huge ruckus. He didn't expect that he would be able to force the Danbo King to take a step back so easily.
But after that, Huai Shi picked up Daitengu's wine flask and lowered his head to pour wine. "Also, I'm embarrassed to bully a junior."
When he spoke, he ignored the fact that Daitengu was already over 40 years old. His tone was solemn. But what was unexpected was that even the others didn't feel that there was anything wrong.
Then, he continued, "Since you insist on asking for guidance, then I'll let my most useless disciple have a go at you …"
After speaking, Huai Shi raised his eyes and looked down.
At that instant, the legs of the little house in the forest started to twitch crazily. He subconsciously wanted to hide under the table.
But it was already too late.
"Come up, little nineteen."
Huai Shi smiled as he instructed. His eyes were filled with anticipation.
He was like a trainer who threw a pokeball. He was incomparably happy.
— Use Drummer on him, Pikachu!
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