Two-dimensional Wanderer

If you can't see it, there's nothing you can do.

She's not an omnipotent superhero.

Even if she possesses swordsmanship that surpasses all living beings, she does not consider herself different.

The child diligently prepares straws for sleeping at night. It can be seen that he is also very happy. Is it because he is out of the sea of ​​misery?

"What did you buy him for?" Echigo Fukuhara asked strangely, "Since we met, he's been giggling all the time, so he's not necessarily an idiot."

"Fool?" Yingluo laughed: "Those who think he is a fool are a fool! He is a genius!"

Echigo Fukuhara was taken aback: "Genius?"

Yingluo nodded: "Yes, swordsmanship genius, I can see it with just one look!" So he was born with love and bought him.Bigu probably felt the same way when he saw himself and Kenshin back then, right?

Echigo Fukuhara has been in a bad mood recently, curled up in the corner and said, "I really can't see how such a kid is a genius."

"That's why people can't look at their appearance." Yingluo pointedly said: "You nobles think that you are superior, but you don't know that among the pariahs you look down on, there are far more people than you, and this is why you want to monopolize The reason for knowledge and resources. Because you are afraid, one day, these people will come back and knock you from the clouds to the ground!"

Echigo Fukuhara's face became ugly, but he didn't know how to refute, he just said stubbornly: "Hmph, with those people, how can you shake the famous family, you are just bluffing."

"Family, country, these are all made up of people. The ancestors who created all these things didn't have the prominent family lineage like you now. It's better to say that the family lineage became prominent because of them, not like you are now, relying on this Prominent family background to bully others."

Ying Luo smiled, but her tone was surprisingly cold: "If this goes on, all that awaits you is destruction, and then it will be replaced by a new family!"

No one knows better than her what kind of era will come next.

In front of the wheel of history, not only the roads but also the rotten old forces are flattened!

This is change.

Echigo Fukuhara was speechless, but he knew it in his heart.There are more and more playful children in the family, and most of them are ignorant and ignorant. Even his sons are addicted to alcoholism. Hard work, do everything by yourself.

How long can this house last?

he does not know.

Maybe not too long...

The child walked in with a straw, Yingluo waved to him and asked, "I forgot to ask, child, what is your name."

"Soujiro." The child replied, "Soujiro Seta!"

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Chapter 41 Parade

After more than three months, Yingluo returned to Kyoto again.

She left with Xiao Kaoru, but when she came back, there were three people, herself, Echigo Fukuhara, and Sojiro Seta.

Represent the present, the past and the future, respectively.

She herself is the present, and her motto in life is to live in the present.

Echigo Fukuhara, on the other hand, is a remnant of the old times and needs to be mercilessly cut off.

Although Seta Sojiro is an ignorant child, he represents the future and is hope.

As the saying goes, reading [-] books is not as good as traveling [-] miles. Yingluo felt that this journey was very rewarding.

I have seen the scenery of various places, and I have also played against rare masters.

Although it was very hard work, but now my heart is full of satisfaction.

Yingluo looked at Echigo Fukuhara, whose face was ashes, and her eyes became cold!

Only... one last thing!

"Let's go, I'll show you around Kyoto." Yingluo changed the conversation: "I'll show you the good things you've done too!"

Echigo Fukuhara's cold sweat soaked his back immediately, his body trembled like a sieve, his feet softened, and he sat down on the ground.

Yingluo showed a look of disgust, and said disdainfully: "I thought you would die generously and generously, but now you look like you are worthy of the name of a reformer!"

Sojiro Seta didn't know what was going on, but he was a smart boy. He didn't rush up to help him, but carefully hid behind Yingluo.

Seeing Echigo Fukuhara lying on the ground like a dead dog, Yingluo snorted coldly, looked at him with both eyes, and then all the light flashed, Echigo Fukuhara only felt a shock in his head, and the whole person stood up uncontrollably .

He looked terrified and asked in a panic, "You, what did you do?"

Yingluo replied: "The heart is only one side. It's really useful for a weak-minded guy like you!" After speaking, she waved her hand and said, "Keep up!"

The three entered Kyoto.

The bustling streets of the past seemed a little deserted, with charred wood residues piled in the corners, and smoke marks on the walls could be vaguely seen.Although there is no corpse odor in the air, there are many beggars who are neither human nor ghosts, and the same unpleasant stench is exuded all over their bodies.

These beggars are male and female, old and young, or disabled, or disfigured by the fire, like evil ghosts in hell, huddled in dark corners.

They are survivors of the Kyoto fire.

Lucky survivor... but equally unfortunate.

Losing home and relatives, and physically disabled, perhaps it was lucky to die at that time.

There is no so-called "humanitarian rescue" in this era, and what awaits them is still death.

In fact, the Kyoto fire has not been extinguished, and until now, people are still suffering from its flames every day.

Seta Sojiro was very frightened, he firmly grasped the hem of Yingluo's clothes and did not dare to leave.

"Afraid?" Yingluo asked.

Sojiro nodded.

Yingluo touched his head, smiled and said: "Don't be afraid, they are all very kind people." She pointed to an old man in the corner who lost his left arm and said, "That is Mr. Kinoshita, he was A well-known craftsman, his kneading candy man is lifelike, and there is always a long queue in front of his stall!"

Then she pointed to another middle-aged woman with a large burn on her face and a terrifying face and said, "That's Aunt Futian, she is very good at taking care of pregnant women and newborns on weekdays, and many newly married women do not Came thousands of miles to ask for advice.”

"And he, a carpenter..."

"She is the owner of the flower shop!"

"He's a coachman and runs very fast."

"Her female red is very powerful..."

Yingluo said as he walked, like a family treasure.

Because these people were saved by her.

"Therefore, there is no need to be afraid." Yingluo said to Soujiro: "Although they look scary on the outside, they are not evil people. On the contrary, some people with handsome faces and gorgeous clothes may be the jackals who eat people without spitting bones. Sojiro, I don't ask you to understand people's hearts, but I hope you won't judge people by their appearance in the future. Look more, think more, and then come to a conclusion, okay?"

Sojiro's expression calmed down a lot, he nodded: "Yeah!"

Yingluo smiled and touched his head: "Good boy." Then he took out his wallet and said to him: "Go buy some steamed buns, since you see it, you can't just sit back and ignore it, maybe it won't help you a lot, but At least save them from starvation."

Sojiro took the purse, ran fast, and returned with a big bag of steaming buns in a short while.

"Go and give it to them." Yingluo encouraged: "Don't be afraid!"

Sojiro swallowed his saliva, and although he was apprehensive, he walked over cautiously.He was an introverted child, and he didn't know how to speak. He just shoved the steamed bun in front of Mr. Kinoshita's face.

Mr. Kinoshita raised his head. Although he was hungry, he resisted and said, "Go, go, do you really treat the old man as a beggar?"

He is not a beggar, but just like a beggar, he has nothing.

Sojiro still didn't say a word, just handed the steamed bun persistently.

Mr. Kinoshita smiled bitterly: "You child, can't you understand? Well, I thank you, but I won't be free."

Sojiro was a little anxious, but he didn't know what to do. His eyes were full of anxiety, and he looked behind him for help.

Yingluo came up and said to Mr. Kinoshita with a smile: "This is not free food, just treat it as a deposit for the sugar man in the future."

Mr. Kinoshita looked up and showed a bit of joy: "So it's you girl, who has been out for so long, but you are willing to come back?" After he finished speaking, he shook his head desolately and looked at his empty left arm. , said helplessly: "Unfortunately, I can't pinch candy people anymore. I appreciate your kindness."

"How can there be no way?"

Mr. Kinoshita's face darkened, and he said angrily: "I am disabled without my left hand. Are you asking for it knowingly?"

Yingluo retorted: "Isn't there a right hand?"

"How to knead a candy man with one hand!"

"Try it! How do you know if you don't try it?" Yingluo handed him a steamed bun and said, "After eating the steamed bun, if you have the strength, just try it!"

Mr. Kinoshita was stunned, looking at the steaming buns in front of him, but unknowingly shed two lines of old tears.

Sojiro was startled, and quickly reached out to help him wipe it, but he didn't want to be caught by him.

The only remaining right hand is as dry as firewood and as black as carbon.

But powerful and steady.

"I'll try it!" Mr. Kinoshita said firmly, then took a bite of the steamed bun and said, "I owe you a sugar man!"

The voice was muffled, perhaps because her mouth was stuffed with food, but Yingluo preferred to believe it was choking with excitement.

Well, to take care of the old man's face, she won't expose it.

While nibbling on the steamed bun, Mr. Kinoshita patted Sojiro's arm and shoulder, and said in surprise, "The little guy has broad shoulders and long hands, so he looks like a natural craftsman. How, would you like to be my apprentice? ?"

Craftsman?A person with great skill at hand.

In that case, the swordsman also counts.

Ying Luo hurriedly said: "Don't, this little guy is what I liked first!"

"Hey, you girl is a thief!" Mr. Kinoshita said: "But it's okay, in this world, learning swordsmanship is more useful than a sugar pinch man." After speaking, he turned his head and shouted: "Everything comes out, come out, Yingluo girl is back, and she brought food!"

The people who were curled up in the corner rushed out one after another, surrounded Yingluo, first said hello, and then rushed to Soujiro, or the steamed bun in Sojiro's hand.

Yingluo didn't know whether to laugh or cry, and said jokingly, "You're welcome now!"

Mr. Kinoshita said with a stern face and said proudly: "Hey, what kind of politeness do you have with your own children?" As soon as the words were finished, the two of them laughed at the same time.

"Looking back, I'll think of a way for everyone, at least to have food and clothing." Yingluo said.

"Well, you have to pay more attention." Mr. Kinoshita did not refuse: "It doesn't matter to us old guys, at least let those children live."

Yingluo shook his head and said firmly, "Live on!"

"Do you… survive?" Mr. Kinoshita sighed, but nodded, "Well, survive!"

Yingluo turned his head and said to Echigo Fukuhara: "See? You are thinking about how to gain greater power, and we just want to live. But don't let you smash such a simple wish mercilessly. ."