This is My Juggernaut Journey

The local people of Weiming are either in the city or in the riverside villages, and there are very few people living in the castle town, so there are two types of people here.

One category is merchants. Weiming country is actually not barren. Iron and other minerals are produced here, and there are many strange things. It is said that the strongest category can make people live forever. Because the mountains and forests in this country are steep and there are many ghosts , they only dare to collect in the hands of local people.

The second category is a bunch of samurai warriors with crotch knives. They are all unemployed with one knife and one life. Some are looking for a duel with 'No. Elixir.

These people are undoubtedly unstable factors, but others have not violated the law, it is impossible for Weiming Kingdom to drive them away, otherwise the merchants will not dare to come again, and Weiming will return to the barren and closed state of the past.

As night fell, there were no people on the road, but many wooden houses were still lit with oil lamps. There were few houses in the castle town, but there was not enough space to house these hundreds of samurai swordsmen, so each house was crowded with at least a dozen people.

"I heard that Yuzuru Feicun is back. Really, I don't know how he got into the city."

The oil lamps flickered on and off, illuminating the unkempt faces. A dozen people were sitting or lying down, and the sparks of the dry smoke flickered, but everyone held a steel knife in their hands.

"What the hell, are you really here to fight this 'No. [-] under heaven'?" A warrior with a long knife mark on his right cheek laughed.

"Of course it's a duel with him, so that I can spread the name of Mihashi Tatefu all over Japan! The general is still crying and asking me to teach the art of war?" into the open chest to rub out the black mud.

"Just dream. You have heard about that Ashina Xianichiro. The last batch of challengers died several times in his hands. I think it's better to go to the mountain to pan for gold as soon as possible. The room rate here is too expensive."

When it comes to the mountains, everyone is stunned. It seems that they have suffered enough, but their lives are dead, and there is no other use if they don't fight.

But the mountains in Weiming's poor place are not only steep, but also deadly!

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Chapter 270 Six Miyamoto Musashi

Japan is originally a country with many mountains and hills. When you mention mountains, you may think of stretching greenery, or quiet shrines. Of course, the sacredness of Mount Fuji is indispensable.As the saying goes, climb high and look far away. These ronin who have traveled all over the country have covered the entire country, but they never thought they would encounter Weiming's mountains and forests.

It's extremely steep, and there are all kinds of damn things in it. It seems that the "Passion of the Inner Palace Army" heard by hearsay is not all nonsense.

"Oh, I'll forget it, the mountain is really not a place for people to stay." The disheveled rogue smiled wryly, his fingers rubbing on his chest were trembling, "Damn it, there are wolves, dogs, and other people in it." A tall rooster! Last time, Yoshikawa and his group went to some misty forest to dig herbs, and almost lost most of them.”

"Nonsense, how could our warriors be incapable of even fighting chickens? Maybe it's caused by wolves." A sleeping warrior was extremely impatient. He just came to Weiming and couldn't sleep because of the noise from these guys.

He raised his head, but saw a group of people all turned their heads and stared at him strangely. The oil lamp was already dim, and they looked like a group of evil spirits.

"What, what's the matter?" The young warrior looked hairy, and a bald guy on the left patted him on the shoulder, almost jumping up in fright.

"Let me tell you, little brother. Don't put the common sense outside the mountains in this ghost place, or you are guaranteed to live for a month, and chickens are nothing." The bald man pursed his lips and his eyes flickered: "Master The monkeys we encountered were the most powerful. They held long knives and cut the shit out of a dozen of us. Halfway through our escape, we were shot by iron cannons. Guess what, those monkeys can use iron cannons! It’s hard for me to stay Next life comes!"

"Fart, you haven't encountered the chicken and dog lore array, otherwise there will be ten deaths and no life!"

"You're just farting. The white monkey with two swords I saw chopped down Mr. Tanaka in one round. He is a warrior directly under the Inner Palace!"

A group of people quarreled, making the quiet street boil again.

The young man opened his mouth wide, looked at the group of warriors who were discussing who is stronger, the chicken or the monkey, and fell asleep together.

Crazy crazy, all crazy.

They argued endlessly about this issue, and they didn't stop until the patrolling Wei Ming soldiers came to kick the door. Of course, they honestly admitted their cowardice.

The Wei Ming people who survived are all elites, wearing the best armor in the inner palace, plus the undead Qiben Gun and Wei Ming Genichiro, these ronin are not able to resist.

Amidst the cursing voice, Wei Mingbing left, but this group of people still did not sleep. Wei Ming has no third service industry, not even a tavern, and they have nothing to do except talk about the mountains.

"Let's talk about Feicun Yuxian. It is said that this person retreated thousands of troops with one sword. I don't know if it is true or not."

"Crap, unless he is also one of those monsters in the mountain, he would have been drowned by a mouthful of spittle." The bald warrior chuckled, "Either the inner government overthrew the enemy to cover up their failure, or they used military law to win. These superior warriors The master will not rush into the battle easily, you see, Mr. Yukimura, who is known as the "first soldier of the Warring States period", didn't kill people himself with a knife."

What the bald man said made some sense. Anyone familiar with the other party knew that this guy had been a mercenary in the Osaka Winter and Summer Battle in the early years.

"But it is said that he beheaded Master Yagyu Zongji, the art of war instructor of the inner government, and he earned the name of 'human beheading' a few years ago, so he should be very strong..."

"I didn't say that Yuzuru Himura was not strong." The bald man looked like you shouldn't talk nonsense, "It's just that there is a limit to being strong. After all, we are human, and it is impossible to be invulnerable."

Seeing that everyone couldn't question it, he kept smiling and turned his head to look deep into the room.

The oil lamp can no longer illuminate there, but one can vaguely see a warrior sitting against the wall, with disheveled hair, unshaven beard, and dirty clothes with blood stains hanging down. There are two knives on the left and right sides of the feet, one is slightly longer, One handle is slightly shorter.

"Am I right? Your Excellency Miyamoto Musashi."

After the words fell, the resting swordsman raised his head, revealing a pair of eyes full of fighting spirit!

Hongmeng Pavilion 2⑥ 3④

When the ronin swordsmen set their eyes on Yuzuru, there are some mysterious eyes in the dark, they are ninjas, and after the Jiying people are hit hard, only the wolf comes out to fight the mice occasionally.

But these ninjas are also highly skilled, hiding in the dark and observing the whole Weiming.

"Yuzuru Himura is back."

"How did he do it? Obviously, we will closely monitor the roads outside the city."

"No matter how he did it, this person will have an impact on the plans of His Royal Highness, and we must find a way to get rid of him."

"But he is a top expert, and he lives in the city."

"Then find a way." The leading ninja lowered his head and looked at the wooden house below. He could vaguely see a bald warrior bragging in the window, his eyes narrowed.

"Look, aren't these samurai with one sword and one life the best to use?"

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In the early morning, the sound of birdsong came from the courtyard, Yuxian opened his eyes and looked at the extremely messy bed.

'Gentle Township, Hero Tomb. '

The swordsman smiled. He basically seldom slept peacefully with the members of Ghost Slayer: Blade. Every day, his mind was either how to calculate without misfortune, or he was studying how to improve the strength of the Ghost Slayer team.Now that I'm idle, I'm still not used to it.