This is My Juggernaut Journey

Chapter 37 Three glasses of wine, one conversation (second update)

The snow is all over the sky, and the sky and the earth are boundless.

Walking out of the castle town, there are bare trees and barren fields everywhere, which seems to be able to make the cold more bitter.

On the country road where no one was left, Yuxian and Yongzhen walked side by side, the paper umbrella was not big, and the two were not close enough to share an umbrella, so snowflakes had piled up on Yuxian's head.

The straight man of steel is not mentally handicapped, the girl said she was going to the mountains to gather medicine, and Yuxian would follow whatever she said, it had nothing to do with lust, it had nothing to do with whether Yongzhen could fight, even friends should be escorted all the way.

'Weak girl' Yongzhen held on to the paper umbrella, glanced at the white snow on the shoulder of the boy next to her, and frowned lightly.

"Master Feicun, there is no need for you to follow me into the mountain. I have traveled this road many times and it is not dangerous."

The girl was very considerate of herself, but Yuzuru would not go back stupidly, looked ahead and said, "It's okay, I was going to go into the mountain to investigate, and the chaos has disappeared in the castle town, so I have to arrest two captives for questioning Just do it."

"Then aren't you afraid that I will hold you back?" There was a faint smile in Yongzhen's eyes.

Slow down? !

The corners of Yuxian's mouth twitched and he was twitched in the previous life, and he said vaguely:

"Just kidding, there are no mediocre people around Sword Master Weiming."

After a small episode, the two continued on their way, and soon entered the mountain. In fact, Yongzhen had been exposed, because the rugged mountain road was difficult to walk, and it was difficult for ordinary samurai to climb up. The steps are like walking on the ground.

After noon, they finally reached the halfway up the mountain. The mountain was full of dead trees and jagged rocks. There were small valleys on both sides, and a small stream ran through the middle. After climbing the mountain path for two hours, the two simply sat down and rested.

Only then did Yuxian realize that the girl had also carried a small brown cloth bag. He secretly hated that he hadn't shown his gentlemanly demeanor just now, but saw Yongzhen gently open the cloth bag. It turned out that there were several rice balls and a bamboo tube inside, and he handed out half of it and said:

"Master Feicun, I didn't prepare too much food, so I can only ask you to fill your stomach."

The rice balls are made of real rice, which made Yu Xian, who had been eating miscellaneous grains for nearly a month, a little greedy, but he didn't start right away, but laughed loudly:

"There's a stream here, and there's food everywhere, so why bother?"

As he spoke, he came to the edge of the stream, picked up a stone and looked down intently, only to see that the stream was clear, with faint black shadows flowing.

puff--

There was a sound of piercing through the air, and a blood flower bloomed in the water. Jiexian reached into the water with his hand, and when he pulled out his hand, an unlucky carp flew to the shore.Then, he did the same thing, and three more carp came ashore, then walked into the forest, carefully selected some dry wood, broke it and built a fire.

The scales of the fish are removed, the internal organs are hollowed out, and the branches are inserted|inserted. The branches are peeled, lit with a fire sickle, and then the fish is placed on the fire.

Within 5 minutes, all the work was completed, and it was distressingly familiar.

Yongzhen has been watching since Yuxian started to work, as if her brain has not come back to her senses, she opened her mouth slightly when the fish was roasted until it was oily and sprinkled with white salt, and asked in surprise and uncertainty :

"You, you know how to cook???"

This is unbelievable. Yuzuru Himura looks to be sixteen or seventeen years old. Not only is he mature in thinking, he is even more powerful in martial arts, and he can also cook good food!Where did he find the time to study?Could it be an undead old demon?

Yongzhen really thinks right. Cooking is what he learned when he was a good citizen, and killing people is the result of the bloody storm at the end of the Tokugawa period. Mature thinking is a summary of the contrast in life. It's useless.

"I understand a little, I understand a little, let's talk about it after you try it." Yuxian handed the grilled fish with a smile.

Yongzhen sniffed it carefully, only felt the fragrance was tangy, and regardless of whether there was any problem in it, he opened his red lips and white teeth and bit it lightly...

"good to eat!"

Not to mention the lack of taste, the professional chefs of the foodie empire were not something that the country folk could resist at the end of the Warring States period. Yongzhen was a master of swords, and he gnawed the fish at a very fast speed, leaving only the middle fishbone, and then looked up to see Yuxian Sitting next to him with a smile on his face, his face was slightly red.

"Master Feicun, why don't you eat?"

If he is a master of strategies, he must say something so beautiful and delicious at this moment, but Yuxian looked at the bamboo tube in the bag and said with a smile: "If there is fish, there is rice, it would be better if there is wine!"

"You can drink as you like." Yongzhen also smiled, and passed the bamboo tube, seeing Yuxian conjure up a wine glass as if by magic, raised his eyebrows, and remembered something, "I forgot, you only drink three glasses. "

"It's easy to get drunk if you drink too much alcohol, and you won't be able to taste the wine after drunk, isn't it a waste?" Yuxian pecked lightly, feeling that the wine in the bamboo tube was burning like fire, never thought that Yongzhen would drink strong alcohol, but fortunately he It doesn't matter what kind of wine, stuffed a rice ball into his mouth, and asked vaguely:

"Have you met the young master?"

Yongzhen, who was eating fish, stopped, thought for a second, and replied, "I have met Mr. Jiulang, he is very good, I thought you would not touch these questions."

"Just because of sensitivity? No, since I am the leader of Hirata, I will take it as my duty to welcome the young master back. Master Genichiro won't be able to delay it for long." talks.

Protection, if all the Hirata people are dead, we can protect the Wei Ming family, but now there are more than 200 Hirata people under the Wei Ming city, it will not be good if it drags on for a long time!

Yongzhen paused, she didn't expect Long Yinzhi's power to go up, because Feicun Yuzuru's position was definitely to welcome the imperial son back, and, besides, there was the lone wolf lying in the pit... ..

She knew everything, but she didn't have the right to make decisions. She didn't know how to answer for a while, so she simply asked, "Then you are going to use force to take back Lord Kuro? If there is a war between the two sides, all the dead will be Samurai Weiming."

"No, I will not lead the Hirata people to draw their sabers against Wei Mingjia! As you said, that will only bring destruction, and the inner government will take advantage of the vacancy, and everyone will die in the end!"

"Then plan to procrastinate? Or ask Master Yixin to mediate?" Yong Zhen didn't know what to say, Master Xianichiro was for the power of Long Yin and to defend Wei Ming, and he would never let go.

"If you pin your hopes on others, you may not see the young master's face until I die."

"Then you..." There is no need to be soft or hard, Yongzhen is a little confused.

Holding the wine glass, Yuxian looked at the mountains on both sides and frowned slightly, but replied without showing any trace: "Someone will do it, believe me, Weiming country is darker than you imagined, and using dark means It will definitely not save Weiming Country."

It will only let a wolf kill all the masters who can breathe, and then cheapen the inner government for nothing.

......

This is the second contact, but Yongzhen feels that he is becoming more and more unable to see through the young man in front of him. He seems to know some secrets, but he doesn't show any traces, which is more complicated than Master Yixin.

The silence lasted for a few minutes, only listening to the 'buzzing' flow of the brook. When the grilled fish had cooled down, Yongzhen tilted his head and said with a wry smile: "Yuzuru Himura, you seem to be far more than a simple swordsman."