foreigner's journey

Chapter 492 The exile of the island
The sun is rising, and the sea is filled with a faint mist.

A small boat was sailing forward without any haste.

The white-haired woman knelt in the boat with her eyes closed, as if she was resting with her eyes closed, or recalling the past.

Wearing a bamboo hat and a coir raincoat, the boatman shook the oar at the stern rhythmically, and said with a smile, "Guest, we're almost here."

The woman didn't answer, but raised her head slightly and looked forward.

The shadow of an island on the sea level in the distance can be vaguely seen through the fog.

The creaking sound of the oars was mixed with the sound of the waves, as well as the nagging voice of the boatman:

"... Not to mention in Tango, even in Fukazuo, few people know about this island. It has never been drawn on the map, and it doesn't even have a name. In short, there are countless uninhabited islands like this in the sea... ..."

"It's not an uninhabited island."

The woman suddenly said, with a crisp voice:

"That's where the heroes of the Chaos were exiled."

"The hero of chaos?"

"Well, the leader of Oshu [Hida Takahiro] launched a rebellion 20 years ago, and was assassinated just as he was about to succeed. The assassin was a hero who was exiled here."

The woman spoke as if she was telling a story:
"Its name is - 鑢六架."

"What a strange name." The boatman shook his head: "What 'world', 'chaos', and 'heroes', these things are always far away from us ordinary people."

"...That's true." The woman couldn't deny it and returned her gaze to the island on the distant sea.

I wanted to tell the boatman about the story about 鑢六枝, about the story about General Jiaming who put down the chaos because he was afraid of 鑢六枝's swordsmanship, so he and his family were imprisoned on this uninhabited island.

But as the boatman said, ordinary people know more about things like great chaos in the world and the country, but it will only increase their troubles.

For a while, there was no more conversation on the boat, only the sound of the waves and the creaking of the oars.

The closer you get, the clearer you can see the island.

It is a very small island about four miles in circumference, with dense jungle and only a few sandy beaches not covered by trees on the shore.

Following the woman's advice, the boat docked at the beach.

After landing, the woman stepped on the wet and cold sand, shaking her extremely long white hair, and clenched the luxurious samurai sword on her waist.The samurai sword is already considered a heavy item for her weak physique.

Instructing the boatman to keep an eye on the boat so that the waves would not wash it away, she took a deep breath, and after a little identification of the direction, she walked towards the center of the island.

With a pampered body, how has he ever walked in such a messy dense forest?Almost every few steps forward, there will be a slight tearing sound of cloth.

At the beginning, the woman would look down with distressed eyes, but after a long time, she became indifferent.Ah no, or it would be more appropriate to say 'get used to'.

Compared with the tenaciously growing branches and branches, Bubo is indeed the weaker side, right?Just like the person you are about to face, the contrast between strength and weakness is clear at a glance.

I don't know how long I have been walking through the dense forest. Maybe the woman is too tired to count the time and steps because she is tired.In short, she walked to a spring located in the deep mountains.

Go straight to your destination?No, looking at the woman's distressed expression, it is clear that she is simply lost.

She sat on the big rock next to the spring, hammered her legs and complained softly: "It's just a small uninhabited island, why does it feel like climbing a mountain? Tsk, it's better to say that the whole island except the beach It's all mountains...it's running around like a headless chicken, where is it!"

After resting for a while, the woman felt that the soreness in her legs was not so strong. Just as she was about to get up and move on, she suddenly heard the sound of trampling leaves in the distant woods.

someone over here?
Will it be 鑢六枝?Ah, stupid question, he is the only human being who can stay on this uninhabited island, right?

Before the woman had time to decide whether to hide and observe the situation first, or to negotiate with the other party, the visitor had already appeared on the other side of the spring very quickly.

It's a young man.

He is ridiculously tall, almost six feet eight inches (196cm), looking like a savage with his upper body bare and his lower body wrapped in rags, but his body and face are clean, except that the part that hangs down to his waist His long hair was disheveled, and he carried an unusually large wooden bucket for water on his back.The face can be called "heroic", although the muscles are well developed, the body will not appear too huge, and the length of the hands and feet is moderate.In short, compared with today's Japanese men, it seems that he is not the same species, and he is a strange man who attracts a lot of attention no matter where he goes.

The man and the woman looked at each other, and their eyes simply swept across her body.

He is four feet eight inches tall, with a slender and petite body, and the color of his long hair is flawless white. He can't tell his exact age, but he should be quite young.The gorgeous costume 'Twelve Single Clothes' on her body is luxurious and gorgeous with gold embroidery.Because this outfit is really not suitable for mountain climbing, and the hem has been scraped to pieces to reveal her fair legs. Even so, she still gives people a chic feeling, and the various decorations on her body are also shiny and luxurious. Looking at it as a whole, there are so many decorations that anyone with ordinary aesthetics will feel a little scared.

Of course, it's just for people with normal aesthetics, men are not among them.After simply looking at the woman, the man turned his attention to the [knife] worn on the woman's left waist.

Oh, it turns out that the footprints I saw before seem heavy on the left, is it because of this thing?

"There is no prohibition sign here, so no matter whether it is foreign or anything, you can enter this island, but..."

The man said to the woman without hesitation:

"After entering the island, there is one thing that is not allowed - it is strictly forbidden to bring knives into the island."

"..."

The woman has slanted eyes, and she does not hide her arrogance at all.She stared at the man first, then glanced at her left waist:

"excuse me."

She lowered her head: "Because I didn't understand it beforehand, please forgive me."

"Ah, it's not my rule, it's my father's." The man scratched his head, his eyes still fixed on the knife at the woman's waist.

So it is [knife], it looks really heavy.

"Well, how did you come to this island?"

"Of course by boat."

"What are you doing here?"

The man seems to be following the process told by his elders and asking the woman step by step. He has no intention of waiting for the other party's reply at all in his head, but is thinking about 'what should I ask next' and 'should I ask from the beginning? Her name' or something.

When the woman heard the man's question, she replied: "I heard that Xudaoliu's sixth-generation head, Mr. Liuzhi, is on this island. Do you know anything?"

"Oh, the words of the sixth generation are dead, just a year ago." The man replied bluntly.

The woman showed a somewhat surprised expression, and immediately cheered up: "Really? I also thought that such a thing would happen, after all, it was 20 years ago. So, you are—"

The man's expression was indifferent: "Now I am the head of the family, the seventh generation head of Xu Dao Liu, Qi Hua."

"Sorry, I was asking stupidly. Originally, only Mr. Rokueda and his family lived on this island, so you are—"

"Yes, unworthy son."

"So that's how it is. She really has a good figure, and her appearance is also acceptable. It can be regarded as a passing grade."

"A passing grade? What?"

"I'm sorry, I was talking to myself. Although things are a bit different, what I'm looking for is [Master Xudaoliu]. Therefore, what I originally planned to do with Mr. Liuzhi is now entrusted to you, Qihua. "

The woman straightened her clothes and said solemnly:
"It's a little late to introduce myself. My name is Jiu Er, and I'm a strategist."

Qihua tilted her head: "Jiuer?"

What a strange name, what a strange occupation.

Before Qihua could ask any more questions, she saw that the opposite Jiu'er had already pulled out the long knife from her waist.

"First of all, let me test your virtual sword style. The legendary swordsman who doesn't use a sword is a strange school that claims to be at the top of all swordsmen."

The blade in Jiu'er's hand is four feet long and less than an inch bent.
"This is the initial work of [Mibu Umbrella], one of the 36 swordsmiths in Mount Fuji. Look at the trick... oh my god!"

As soon as she took up her posture and rushed forward two steps, she tripped over a stone and landed on her head, flying aside with the famous knife in her hand.

Looking at Jiu'er who fainted from hitting his head on a rock, Qi Hua, who was about to launch a raging combo, tilted her head and sighed:
"It's really troublesome."

..............................

In the clearing in the center of the island, there is a dug-out hut.

"...So, that's it."

Jiu'er, who still had a bruise on his forehead, was kneeling in the porch, holding a clay cup in his hand.

Qihua was sitting a little far away, but the person who was talking at this time was not him, but another person.

There are seven real things.

Her long hair hangs down to her waist. As Qihua's older sister, she is of a completely different type from her younger brother. She is a woman who can directly form the word "elegant".Regardless of the skin color or the sitting posture at this time, it gives people the impression of exquisite porcelain.Although beautiful and smooth, it is fragile and fragile.The height is only about 1 meters, and the whole person is 'cold' from the inside out.

Although Qihua is the head of Xudaoliu, Qishi is now the head of the Rong family, so the conversations and inquiries are naturally left to her.

Having exchanged pleasantries just now, Jiu'er also learned one thing from the simple conversation - this beautiful woman who is as fragile as porcelain in front of her is not as easy to deal with as her brother.

"That is to say, you came here for Xudaoliu." Rong Qishi refilled a glass of boiled water for Jiu'er, since there is no tea on the island, this is the only courtesy that the Feng family can do.

"Is such that."

Jiu'er thanked him first, then thought for a while and said:
"At first I thought of a lot of high-sounding clichés, but someone advised me [don't beat around the bush when communicating with swordsmen]. Seeing that you and Qihua are both straightforward people, then I won't beat around the bush."

"It's really troublesome, try to make it easier to understand." Qihua said from the side, and then lowered her head again to show that she was listening carefully under the gaze of her sister.

It really is the simple and direct status of strength and weakness between siblings, Jiu Er saw it, brushed the white hair around his ear and said:
"You know the swordsmith named [Shikisaki Jiki], right?"

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