Autumn had arrived, and the land was filled with the joy of harvest.
"It's so good to have such a life today. I'm so happy that I wake up from my dreams every day …"
Pig tied up the last bundle of rice, a smile on his face, "Thank you so much, Sir Leader …"
"Pig!"
At this moment, a farmer walked by with a smile. "Your Haruko is about to give birth, right? Congratulations! "
"Yes … I'm going to be a father … It feels like a dream!"
Pig muttered. "No, I didn't even dare to dream of such a life in the past!"
"It's all thanks to Sir!"
The farmer smiled. "With such a Sir, we really need to pray for him. When the new temple is completed, let's go!"
Speaking up to this point, both of their gazes turned to the small hill at the side and the small temple at the top.
A few months ago, there was nothing there, but it was said that Sir spent a lot of money to mobilize the farmers, and even hired craftsmen from the city. With everyone's hard work, the temple was finally close to completion.
"There's no need to think about that …" Pig's face showed a hint of disappointment. "I heard that … this temple seems to be the home temple of the Ghost family, and doesn't accept outsiders …"
"Home temple? Then which mage are you going to invite to host it? "
"Anyway, with Sir's fame and wealth, it must be a famous master …"
Pig guessed as he walked with the farmer on the way home.
However, they didn't know that the temple was not only completed long ago, Wu Ming even had a plan for the head monk.
"Onimaru, how are you living here?"
Wu Ming walked around the temple casually. The paint was still fresh, but it was livable.
"Full with food! Sleep in peace! "
Onimaru was like a small adult, replying methodically. Amakusa Juushirou, who followed behind him, buried his head deep into the floor, not daring to look up.
"Oh? Are you satisfied with this surname? If not, I'll change it for you immediately! "
"No need, it's very good!"
Onimaru's eyes finally showed a hint of emotion.
"As long as you like it!"
Wu Ming smiled, knowing that Onimaru Takeshi had been completely subdued by Onimaru. After all, this was a talent that should have belonged to him in the first place.
"One more thing. I've already chosen the abbot of this temple. He'll be here in a few days!"
Wu Ming coughed and said, "His name is Shanseng Zhengfang. He is an erudite master. You must respect him as much as you respect me. Do you understand?"
"Hi!"
His solemnity caused Onimaru and Juushirou Amakusa to nod solemnly.
"If that's the case, I can rest assured …"
Wu Ming, who walked out of the temple, smiled indifferently. This so-called 'Mountain Monk Zhengfang' was naturally a fake, or it could be said that it was a second identity that he had prepared for himself, which was a sockpuppet.
Using Daoist techniques, it was not difficult to create a shadow warrior that looked exactly the same and even had the same aura of an expert.
In this way, the 'Guichi Dharma Eye' in Tomita Maru could be used as bait.
After all, Wu Ming felt that what he had done was not shocking, but it was not far from making a name for himself in a country. This would easily arouse suspicions.
"When the time comes … If that person with authority hears about it and suspects it, he will definitely come to test me, right?"
Wu Ming's lips curled into a smile. This identity, one in the light and one in the dark, which could be switched between each other, was a backup plan that he had prepared for himself.
"The matter of finding a shadow warrior has to be put on the agenda … Although it's fine as long as it's a person, I still have to consider the issue of aura. It's best if it's also a strong person, so that I can fool most people …"
"Sir! Sir! "
As soon as he returned to Tomita Maru, Shisuke came up to him excitedly. "I have something to report!"
"Mm, is it about the autumn rations? Tell me! "
Wu Ming stood in the garden, looking at the cherry blossom trees that were not in spring and the pond by the side. Naturally, there was a mysterious aura emanating from him.
"Ah … It's like this!"
Shisuke was almost intoxicated by this mysterious aura. He rubbed his eyes and secretly blamed himself for being so rude. Then he said, "Sir … Our Tomita Maru's harvest this time has a total of 1,200 dans of rice. Because there are already 60 households, according to the family's laws, of these 600 dans, we will directly receive 300 dans as tax. Excluding the two hundred dans from the two warriors, the rest will be directly received by the family. The total is 700 dans!"
"Mm, this land has increased by 20%, and the number of households has increased by 20. It's all your credit, so you'll be rewarded with 50 strings of coins!"
This person was talented, and Wu Ming naturally knew this. Since he had made achievements, he would not be stingy with his reward.
He said again, "You don't have a surname yet, so how about I bestow you with Tachibana? From today onwards, you are Tachibana Shigesuke! However, you haven't made any great contributions yet, so you can't be bestowed with the Knowledge and Execution title. You understand this, right? "
"My Lord has already treated me very well!"
The corners of Tachibana Shigesuke's eyes reddened. He thought back to half a year ago, when he was still a lowly servant in Swamplands City. He didn't even have the right to receive a salary. Compared to now, it was like heaven and earth.
Now that he had received a reward, he should be very excited. However, for some reason, when Tachibana Shigesuke saw Wu Ming's back, he blurted out, "My Lord, are you going to admire the cherry blossoms? It's not spring yet, I'm afraid you'll have to wait until next year … "
"No, I'm admiring the cherry blossoms …"
Wu Ming sighed.
"Admiring the cherry blossoms?"
Tachibana Shigesuke looked at the bare branches, a little puzzled.
"Warriors think that the falling cherry blossoms are beautiful, but the autumn and winter branches are elegant and simple, but they are even more beautiful …"
Wu Ming looked at the city gate and sighed. "Pass down my order. If anyone comes looking for me today, bring them directly to the dojo!"
"Yes!"
Tachibana Shigesuke respectfully agreed, but a layer of hair on his back stood up.
From the words of his lord, he could hear the infinite murderous intent!
…
At this time, a middle-aged ronin also walked step by step to the foot of the Tomita Maru.
His clothes were tattered and his feet were bare. He didn't seem to be afraid of the sharp stones on the ground. His hair was slightly white, and his face was full of vicissitudes. Only his pair of eyes were as gentle as jade, and there was a hidden sharpness at the bottom. The only noteworthy thing about him was the samurai sword hanging from his waist. However, the scabbard was old, and it didn't seem to be anything valuable.
"Gui Yi Family Supervisor! Guichi Dharma Eye! "
He silently chewed on this name and looked at the busy fields on both sides. He lowered his head slightly, and no one knew what he was thinking.
"The Gui Family received 300 stones from the Tomita Maru, but in fact, there are 1,000 stones. There are also 300 stones from the Kojima Family, who can mobilize a maximum of 100 people, and the Seven Samurai. In the entire Iishi District, they are a great family …"
The old ronin silently thought about the information and came to the door of the Tomita Maru.
"Stop! Where are you from? What's your name? "
The gatekeeper, Ashigaru, was vigilant and pressed the samurai sword on his waist.
"I am Hijikata Tenyu, and I am here to challenge the Gui Family Supervisor, Guichi Dharma Eye!"
The old man raised his head, and the light in his eyes became sharper.
"What did you say?"
The Ashigaru's expression changed, and he was about to pull out his samurai sword. However, the next moment, he saw the old man's eyes and the huge momentum.
Suddenly, cold sweat broke out on his forehead, and he took a few steps back. The fighting spirit in his heart disappeared, and he couldn't pull out his sword.
"What's going on?"
Kenichi Matsushita heard the news and rushed over. When he saw this scene, he was furious at first, and then he looked at Hijikata Tenyu Isamu like a demon.
"This is … Witnessing! You can leave, this is not something you can interfere with! "
Immediately, Kenichi Matsushita's expression became solemn, and he slowly pulled out his samurai sword.
He was no longer the Native Spider who didn't know anything. After becoming a samurai, even if he immersed himself in killing, he still read a few books. He knew that among the swordsmen, there was a skill called "Witnessing," which was to use sharp eyes and momentum to attack the opponent from the psychological point of view, thus achieving the effect of subduing the enemy without a fight.
"But this gaze … It only makes my blood boil, and I want to kill you!"
Kenichi Matsushita held his sword with both hands and licked his lips.
"This is … Heart of Asura …"
Feeling the old man's fighting spirit, Hijikata Tenyu Isamu's expression became solemn, and his right hand slowly placed on the hilt of his sword.
"Kenichi Matsushita -sama! Please wait! "
Just then, Tachibana Shigesuke ran over, panting. "His Majesty has ordered for this person to meet him at the dojo!"
"Ahhhh …"
Kenichi Matsushita roared, the veins on his face bulging, and he looked like a ferocious beast, ready to devour someone.
"This is the order of the Guichi Family's Supervisor, His Highness Guichi Dharma Eye!"
Tachibana Shigesuke gritted his teeth, but he looked at Hijikata Tenyu Isamu without fear.
"Of course, I have to obey His Majesty's order!"
After a long while, Kenichi Matsushita exhaled two puffs of white smoke from his nostrils, and with a loud shout, he chopped the wooden pillar beside him into two. Only then did he regain his composure, and said to Hijikata Tenyu Isamu, "Excuse me, please come with me!"
'To be able to subdue this evil spirit, a person who terrifies me just by hearing his name …'
Hijikata Tenyu Isamu thought to himself as he let go of the hilt of his sword and followed behind Tachibana Shigesuke.
The two of them passed through many houses and arrived at the dojo.
This was originally Shutendoji's house, and it was very spacious. At this time, there were already twenty swordsmen kneeling on both sides of the dojo. Two rows of eyes were fixed on them, and Hijikata Tenyu Isamu felt like he was in a Shuraba.
'There are six Asuras like the samurai from before, and the rest are all evil spirits …'
Hijikata Tenyu Isamu's sharp senses told him that even if he was confident that he could kill one Asura, he would still die if the other party swarmed him.
But at this time, he had already cast aside his fear of death and looked at the man in the center of the dojo.
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