In the year when the Rock Soaring Snake was born, it was the third day of the Earthly Moon, a night in the dry season. The Kamado Honmaru, the largest and most important seven-story building, burst into flames, lighting up the sky within ten miles. People within ten times the range can see this torch, which seems to be lifted by the gods, standing on the ground destroying the tranquility and comfort of the night.1The members of various armed organizations in this big city, such as the Onmyoji Alliance, the Taoist Alliance, the Samurai Guild Hall... and the largest professional union, etc., all looked embarrassed, watching the fire spread mercilessly. There were even dozens of people with colorful faces on their bodies and mud on their worried faces.1The waiters in the city rushed out of the city gate in twos and threes. Among them, five samurai figures, three identical talkers and two female ninjas could be seen. They were all a well-known group of people in Kamado, but the master they served did not appear on the list of lucky people who escaped the fire.1The main pill that is burning with fire is only allowed to go out, but not allowed to go in. All this was caused by the seventeen people standing on the city wall. Silver hair and wrinkles seemed to be their common symbols. They were wrapped in a shabby robe and stared coldly at everything in front of them. It was these seventeen people who set the fire, and it was these seventeen people who blocked the armed organization with a total of more than 600 people.1The depressed and sad residents of Kamado all know one thing. This group of people helped them in the trial forest in the past and escaped the disaster called the Black Sheep Catastrophe; and their abilities are inferior to them. All over the world.1However, the residents of Kamado still hold on to one hope: the ninja master is still in Honmaru! The only person who can fight with this group of people may be the most inhuman human being.1In the burning Tianshou Pavilion, the ninja master held a baby who had just turned one month old in his hands. The fat body was sweating like grease, and the pupils that were usually hard to see were now widened and staring straight ahead. Different from his usual playful smile, he showed a little confusion and a little worry. These prove that he still has human emotions.1"Yuyan, why don't you leave with the others?"
The round head shook as if to protest the order given by his mistress.1Under the ingenious design of Tianshou Pavilion, the thick smoke dispersed outwards, but the flames still burned every corner mercilessly.1There were ten Isshin samurai sitting in two rows, and the clothes on each of them had more or less burnt marks, and there were even small sparks burning at the ends of the clothes. But they did not show panic expressions, but faced their impending death calmly. Because they have already made up their minds to accompany their master wherever they go, even to the country of Naraku.1The two people nestling in the main seat had their faces obscured by the firelight, but they still saw Yuyan's movements. The woman in a purple kimono stood up softly, and the wonderful rhythm of her limbs gave people an unspeakable feeling, as if the thousand-feathered crane on the kimono came to life in the bright red firelight.1"We have expected such a result, but we will not regret it at all. This is just the price for breaking the promise we made with the Martial God. Don't let our sacrifice be in vain, okay? They just want to The life of the person who broke the promise is nothing more than the life of the person who broke the promise and has nothing to do with the child born of breaking the promise."1"Yes." Wearing a simple light blue plain kimono, the master of the city also walked to his first wife. "For the sake of my children, I will not regret accepting this result at all." He held his wife's hand and looked at each other with a smile. "There is no need to ask for anything else. Besides, if you are willing to accompany us on the road, I think ten people are too many. Help me take good care of the children. This is the reason for your survival."1The ninja holding his little master compromised. He understood that his future life would be entrusted to the cute baby in his arms, and there was no reason to die in this place with his master now. The sleeping baby was woken up, but he didn't cry or fuss. Instead, he giggled, as if the fiery red light around him was the most interesting toy in the world.1Seeing the child's smile, the mother could only feel a little bit unbearable. He looked at the ninja with a calm expression and scolded the two people who still refused to leave with his eyes. But then she was relieved. "That's right. If it were you, you could stay for a while before leaving."
"Dance, Xiao Zi!"1"Dancing?" Then she understood the thoughts of the person who had been with him for many years and nodded with a smile.1There were no drums or music, just the inevitable sound of flames peeling off. The two took out their fans and danced. Everything is so natural, everything is so graceful, and the light dancing posture is like an elegant crane enjoying itself. The flames began to engulf the four sides and roof of Tianshou Pavilion, but it did not affect the two people dancing. Instead, it seemed like the most gorgeous stage.1Lying in the arms of the ninja master, the baby watched excitedly as his parents danced. The flames fell on the two people's bodies, and their kimonos ignited slightly, but this only highlighted their extraordinaryness.
Folding the fan, the father stared into the child's dark eyes and smiled slightly. This is also the last smile.1The ceiling was swallowed up by tongues of flames and collapsed, drowning everything in sight! But the little baby laughed happily as if seeing a rare performance concluded in the most luxurious way. The ninja holding the baby ran out without looking back.1On the balcony overlooking the entire eastern side of Kamado, Yuyan saw an old man standing with a sword and floating in the air. He looked with unbearable eyes at the ninja who had not completely escaped, and the big, gurgling eyes of the baby in his arms. Sighed softly. "Perhaps these dead rules should be changed. Tell that kid, if you want revenge, I will wait."1After swallowing a mouthful of saliva, the ninja just shook his head, but did not clearly explain what he meant by shaking his head, and ran away from the old man's sight. Seeing the bloated body of the ninja disappearing into the corridor filled with firelight, the old man sighed again. The sword under his feet suddenly burst into light, carrying his body like a meteor across the night illuminated by flames.1"My sister's breasts are big and round, and my brother's big hands are holding them. But I don't see my sister coming to call me brother. She only cares about herself, hey, hey, hey~" With a broken gong voice, he shouted a folk song with a strange tune. The man who is revered by the world as the Sword Master, Heavenly Sword and Jue Dao. But it's obvious that he himself has no awareness of being a legend...1The Heavenly Sword had long been damaged by his supreme skill, and the Jue Dao had been thrown away somewhere as worthless garbage; as for who picked it up, he couldn't remember now. He didn't even have a rotten iron sword on his body, all he had was a big wine jar. He grabbed the hemp rope tied to the mouth of the jar and let the wine jar hang behind his shoulders. Shaking and shaking, not much wine spilled out of the unsealed jar. No reason, the drunken sword master should be able to explain a lot of things.1With shaky steps, the sword master came to the village where a group of good friends lived. The village seemed particularly quiet on this day. Although it had always felt peaceful here, it was not as unpopular as this time. "Why is there no one there?"1"Woof! Woof!" The barking of the dog attracted the attention of the drunken sword master. A big yellow native dog was sitting not far behind Jack, sticking out a piece of his tongue and greeting the men who occasionally came to the village to hang out.1Seeing the familiar yellow dog, Jack slowly walked over and started singing again. "Huang, Huang, do you know where the old ghosts died? Huang, Huang, if you know, why don't you tell us quickly!"1How could the big yellow dog speak? It still just barked at Jack a few times. But this made him a little angry, and he squatted in front of the yellow dog. The dog was excitedly walking forward, wagging its tail, and licking Jack's face, but it was grabbed by the mouth and couldn't run away. "Don't you know how to speak when I ask you to speak? Speak! Where did the old ghosts die?"1"Woo~wu~" The frightened big yellow dog struggled hard. As soon as he broke free from Jack's grasp, he ran into the village like flying.1Watching the dog escape, Jack just stood up in a daze. Licking his dry mouth, he threw the wine jar behind his back, raised his head, and took another big gulp. "Ah~!" He wiped his mouth with his sleeve and burped. "I wanted to find someone to chat with and have a drink with, huh~! Now I'm the only one here, I'm really helpless."1Putting on an exaggerated expression of grievance, Jack shook his drunken and red head as he walked towards the outskirts of the village. He saw the yellow dog running towards him again with something in his mouth. He took the iron plate stained with saliva and wiped it on his clothes. After another hiccup, he settled down and looked at the thing in his hand. "Yes! It's been nineteen years. Looks like I have to go to the southeast. Hiccup!"
He put the iron sign in his arms, took another sip of wine, and then staggered down the mountain. The woods ahead are different from ordinary forests. Towering trees and low bushes overlap in layers, forming a dense pale green landscape. A squawking dragon flew through the air. Standing on the ground and erecting its body higher than the trees, the huge long-jawed tyrannosaurus was thinking about how to knock down the flying dragon in the sky and eat it.1The weird whistling sound was like a sudden wind, sweeping through the entire trial forest. This gave Jack a chill! "Oh~ I want to pee." Walking on the trail in the woods, he determined the source of the chill just now. The man known as the Sword Master unzipped his pants with one hand and stood under the tree. "Ah~ One of the great joys in life~ Comfort! Comfort!"1The golden figure flashed not far away, silently. Seizing the opportunity, the Flying Sword Weasel with golden fur sprang out! He unfolded his most proud claws and sharp teeth and made a sneak attack on Jack's back. All this happened as fast as lightning and flint, and the wine jar had already hit the Flying Sword Weasel's head accurately.1"Kuang Dang!" I don't know whether the Flying Knife Weasel was drunk to death or was knocked unconscious by the wine jar. Anyway, it could only fall in front of Jack, motionless. The faucet has not been turned off, and of course the pants have not been pulled up. The half-sober, half-drunk man raised the hemp rope in his right hand in disappointment. The wine jar originally tied to the rope was a thing of the past.1"Oh~" Throwing away the remaining hemp rope in his hand, he shook it and pulled up his pants. "Forget it! With less wine and more meat, you can't say it's not worth it." Dragging the golden velvet tail of the Flying Sword Weasel backwards, the Sword Master sang at the top of his lungs.1"The sky is dirty, the ground is numb, the wind blows the grass and makes me look down on my parents..."1Golden figures flashed one after another in the woods surrounding Jack. There were so many that even the dragon would probably retreat. But the man who was singing happily could not care so much, he still yelled and yelled as he pleased. The Flying Knife Weasel dragged backwards in his hand left a long dragging mark on the ground.1"You don't see me walking along the snowy seaside, and the flat sand reaches the sky. I don't see you. The water of the Yellow River comes up from the sky, and it rushes to the sea and never returns! You don't see the head of Qinghai. No one has collected the bones of the past. The new ghosts are annoyed and the old ghosts are crying. The sky The wet sound of rain and chirping..."1The sword master who was howling like a ghost suddenly stopped and stopped. But he didn't realize the difference in his singing voice, it was just because the way he wanted to go was blocked by a large group of flying knife weasels. Looking around, almost everywhere you can see is filled with their golden weasel bodies. Maybe all the flying knife weasels from the entire trial forest are gathered here.1The indifferent Juggernaut smiled, still half drunk. After burping again, he said with a smile: "What? Something big happened today. You need to put up such a battle formation to welcome me." He was still holding the flying knife weasel that he had knocked unconscious in his hand.1The size of the horse is neither too big nor too small among the Knife Weasels, but its golden fur is the shiniest among all the Knife Weasels, and its golden tail is far longer than its body. This most unique flying knife weasel landed on all fours, bowed and took a few steps forward. He placed a yellow object between the flying knife weasels and Jack, and then retreated back to his companions.
After seeing the things on the ground clearly, Jack smiled angrily. "A weasel greeting a rooster in the New Year is called being unkind. What about a weasel holding a rooster in New Year's greetings? Well, it's yours. Remember next time and don't bother me again." He let go of the velvet tail in his hand. . The Knife Weasel that fell at his feet immediately stood up and fled into the woods. Only then did Jack step forward and pick up the bananas on the ground.1The flying sword ferrets surrounding the Sword Master smiled at this strange man with a strange smile, as if they had a little admiration in them. After a while, the group of flying knife weasels that had gathered broke into pieces and dispersed into the trial forest.1Putting the banana in his arms again, Jack took another step forward and opened his throat. "Let's go, let's go, let's go! Let's hold hands. Let's go, let's go, let's go! Let's jump off the building together. The white clouds are long and the blue sky is looking at me..."1"Swish, swish, swish!"1"Oh! Jack, it's you. I thought some idiot would dare to scream in the trial forest."
He looked up at the brass dragon who was parting the bushes and talking to him. Although its huge body is not as tall as the trees, compared to humans, it can only reach the bottom of the opponent's knees. He relaxed his whole body and stopped at the top of the tallest trees, but it only made the dense trees slightly dented. It can be seen that the plants in the trial forest have a toughness that is not inferior to that of animals.1However, this did not arouse the man's curiosity or surprise. He complained dissatisfiedly: "I am singing, it would be too rude to say that I screamed. If you are not happy, bite me!"1"Haha! Thanks. I don't want to get alcohol poisoning from eating you and be laughed at by dragons of the same race." The brass dragon counterattacked unceremoniously. The man who was heavily laughed at didn't take it seriously. He put his dissatisfied expression back to the bottom of the box and replaced it with a smile. "Forget about that, can you give me a ride?"1Brass Dragon was quite surprised by such a request. The elders who watched me grow up as a child once said that the reason why the dragons fled to all corners of the world was because they were dissatisfied with the behavior of humans directing things east and west. It is impossible for a proud dragon to accept being treated with contempt by others; not to mention that earlier, humans on the continent were ruled and managed by dragons. This man shouldn't know these things.1"Don't pretend to want to eat people. Now, this is the carriage fare." Jack took something out of his arms and threw it to the brass dragon. Jack smiled and waited for the answer.1Looking at the yellow and shiny banana in my hand. Brass Dragon thought to himself that in many cases some unnecessary persistence can be put aside. Anyway, he just asked for a reasonable treatment. His expression changed and he asked with a smile: "Where do you want to go?"1"Hmm~" Jack thought for a while. "First go to Heluo San Town in the southeast of the mainland, and then slowly find other people. Then let's go to Heluo San Town."1"don't want."1Faced with the Brass Dragon's straightforward rejection, Jack was really dumbfounded. Just listen to Brass Dragon's explanation: "I don't like crowded places, and it's a bit far there. Just find a journey that can go back and forth in one day."1"Okay, okay!" The helpless and compromised man had no choice but to find another location. "Then send me to the upper reaches of the Xianzi River at the foot of Beicang Mountain. I once left a small broken boat there, and I don't know if it can still be used. It's only a little distance to the south, so it won't be bad again. "1"No problem, come up." He smiled and threw the banana in his mouth with the skin on. After swallowing it, the brass dragon pointed at his back with a smile.
Within two or three times, Jack had jumped on the back of the brass dragon. "Then I'll excuse you, and I'll take a nap first. Don't throw me down."1"Don't worry, I will drop you off when I get to my destination." Regardless of whether the human on its back had a good grip or not, the brass dragon flapped its wings vigorously and carried its huge body into the sky. As for Jack, he had already adjusted his posture and position, and fell asleep on the back of the brass dragon.1A small boat floats leisurely on the river. It seems lonely, but it can't hide a sense of freedom. The people on the boat were lying leisurely, with their faces covered with bamboo hats, not knowing whether they were sleeping or basking in the sun. The raised bare feet are holding the fishing rod leisurely, and a thin rope is tied to the end of the simple bamboo pole. The shabby handmade pole is just like its holder. The fishhook on the bottom of the water also floats up and down leisurely along the current.1Why is it laid back? Just because the leisurely hanging bait that should be on top was quietly taken away by some leisurely fish. Naturally, no fish will visit the hook without bait, so it is also very leisurely. Of course, occasionally a stupid fish comes to play with the hook, but there are no leisurely fish that are leisurely enough to take the bait voluntarily.1As the gentle river flows down, during the dry season, most people along the coast make a living by casting nets for fishing. Occasionally, a fisherman saw this small boat that was drifting to an unknown direction. After paddling closer, he just smiled and left quietly to make plans for his own livelihood. It's always rude to disturb someone who is sleeping.1But this kind of leisure cannot last forever.1"Watch it! Watch it! Be careful!"
"Bump!" The violent impact shook the people sleeping on the boat awake. He stood up in a panic, picked up the fishing rod that had fallen into the water, and straightened the bamboo hat on his head. The man who was regarded as a swordsman breathed a sigh of relief before he realized that he had hit a small ferry. The old man on the ferry used the oar to prop up his boat to prevent the two boats from colliding with each other. The guests on the ferry all opened their eyes wide, looking at the daredevil who had come from nowhere. However, there was one person whose attitude was a bit special. She seemed to know who this daredevil was.1"Sir, how can you be so good at sleeping? If you crash, it won't do anyone any good." The old man said with a slightly reproachful look.1Rubbing the back of his head, Jack laughed. "I'm sorry, I'm sorry. By the way, old gentleman, where is this place?"1"You must be from out of town." The old man made this judgment after looking at Jack's blond hair and blue eyes that were different from those of Orientals. "This is one of the ferry routes of Xianzi River, heading towards Chunhua Town ahead."1"Oh~ we're here." He put the fishing rod away with a smile and took out the oar. After thanking the old man, Jack rowed the boat slowly. Keep a certain distance and prepare to follow the ferry to perform the Tooth Festival in Chunhua Town.1Seeing the boat mooring, Jack's boat rowed to the shore first. I chose a remote empty boat spot, tied up my boat, and went ashore carrying the fish basket and fishing rod.1After walking a short distance, they were blocked by three or five strong men. The largest one took a few steps forward, pulled up his sleeves, and spoke to Jack. "Brother, have you ever paid a visit to the pier? The rules for parking a boat here are fifty cents for a big boat and twenty cents for a small boat. Looking at your broken boat, you can barely settle for thirty-five cents."
1After seeing clearly what Jack was wearing, the strong man stretched out his hand and waved. "In our place, the rule for fishing is one hundred dollars. You can collect it from top to bottom and give it a discount and calculate it as one hundred and fifty dollars. Just pay it obediently."1Looking at the palms that had few muscles and almost dripped with fat, Jack smiled and raised the basket and responded: "But I didn't catch half of the fish. This is too much to be considered fishing."1After being startled for a moment, the strong man quickly regained his consciousness. The fleshy palms were shaking again. "Look at how poor you are. You can't even take the bait. Then let's just consider it an empty basket and add or subtract a hundred dollars. Stop bargaining."1"Stop making trouble." Jack said a little funny: "I don't have much on me. I gave you a hundred dollars, and I'm going to be hungry."1"It's better for you to be hungry than for me to be hungry. Who cares?" The strong man seemed a little impatient. "Do you know who is behind me, sir?"1"Besides your pair of fists and the brothers behind you, is there anyone else?"1"Uncle, I have a strong backer behind me. Listen carefully! His eyes are like bells, his ears can catch the wind, he can make robbers fall to the ground with a punch, and he can make thieves fall to the ground with a kick. It is Jiujiu. On the list of warriors, those who rank in the seventh or eighth percentile can rule the country with their fists and win the title of master all over the world. Look at you, you have no meat, and you look like a white monkey. If you have a name, report it!"1Jack, who heard the laughter, suppressed his laughter and pulled a straight face. "Uncle, I have balls like durians, a cock that can punt a boat, I can teach yellow dogs to pee when they fart, and I can make black dogs pee when they poop. It is Uncle Jiejie who is not ranked on the list of ninety-nine warriors. ...Oh! I made a mistake, it's Uncle Jack."