Genji Heavy

The conversation was out of whack.

Tai Dao's mustache cutting blade had already touched the monk's neck, and if he moved a little further, it would be able to cut the skin and ooze blood.

This is a much worse breakup than before.

The monk left in dismay.

The body is still there, but the soul has been falling into the abyss.

After watching them leave, the smile on the corner of Mustache's mouth disappeared completely, and he frowned and retracted the body into the scabbard.

In the room, after confirming that the footsteps were far away, Kagemaru immediately pushed the door out, with his legs wide open, and walked to Higakiri's side in a few steps.

"elder sister!"

Kemaru directly held Hikari's shoulders with both hands, looked carefully at Hikari's expression, and then heaved a sigh of relief.

Then the next second, the anger rose.

"How dare they mention Genji?!"

Hidekiri shook his head, a bitter smile overflowed his lips, "Is that so, you are so thick-skinned that you have the guts to mention Genji in front of me."

Restoring Genji's glory?

Don't be too joking.

The Genji she and her younger brother guarded had long been buried by their own hands.

Looking back now, all I can see are bones that have not been completely decayed by time.

Whether it is the Higakiri of the Kamakura period or the modern Kagemaru, hearing the words of the monks will only be extremely ridiculous, and it is impossible to be persuaded as they wish.

Mustache said, "They probably really thought that this kind of rhetoric can convince me, after all, everyone knows the name 'Genji Heavy Treasure'."

Kemimaru finally couldn't help asking, "What do they want my sister to do for Adachi's family?"

The monks of the Anda family came to persuade Higiri so persistently.

Kenmaru couldn't figure it out, even if the elder sister was strong, she was still a sword Fusangshen other than human beings, not to mention how she could reverse the defeat of the Adachi family with a single blade.

Hidekiri turned his head and glanced at the scenery outside the house.

It is always quieter inside the temple.

Even though the monks here have been thoroughly soaked in secular affairs, the temple itself is still peaceful.

Under the porch outside the house, the edge of the grass and trees is glowing with an indelible withered yellow color.It seems that one night has passed, and the aftertaste of summer has faded like a tide, and every corner is full of autumn.

"They hope that I can stand up as 'Genji's Great Treasure' and 'Shogun's Blade', support the form of the Adachi family, and implement his part of the slogan of returning things to their original places and reviving Genji," Higiri said casually.

Kagemaru felt as if his head had been hit hard.

"These guys are really—"

Gritting his teeth, Keimaru held the body tightly in his hands, lest his hands that had nowhere to fall couldn't help but destroy something.

"Too presumptuous!"

He knew that it was impossible for his sister to agree to such a ridiculous proposal.

But he just felt very uncomfortable.

but……

Although Keimaru couldn't see the faces of those monks clearly, he could at least get a rough sense of their overall atmosphere.

"Those monks," he frowned, and said in a somewhat complicated way, "how many more times will they come?"

"Probably, it's not likely to come."

Hidekiri looked sideways at the falling dead leaves outside the house, and said softly.

The weather is about to change completely.

Temple porch.

The leading monk stopped, turned his head and looked deeply at the direction where the mustache was.

His eyes were full of confusion after hope was completely shattered.

Another monk on the side had a pale face, and couldn't help asking him, "Is there really no other way, Your Highness, maybe we can work hard for it."

The monk shook his head with a wry smile, "For so long, we haven't won His Highness's support. Looking at His Highness's attitude just now, do you think it's still possible?"

The rest of the monks were silent.

In fact, they knew the answer very well in their hearts, but they had such a tacit understanding that none of them said it out, and they didn't want to make it too clear and let themselves sink into despair.

"Besides..." The monk stared at the sky, "It's too late."

In the next few days, Kagemaru really did not see those monks again.

Those figures were not even found in the temple.

Counting the days, Kagemaru understood that the "riot" that swept Kamakura was almost here.

What will happen next in the big picture, Kagemaru knows.

But he didn't know what happened to his sister Hikari in this chaos.All he knew was that Higakiri would be taken away by Hojo's family later and enshrined in Hokkado, the burial place of Minamoto Yoritomo.

But how did the Hojo family get the older sister who was hidden by the Adachi family, and how was she enshrined?

Knee Maru doesn't know anything.

After meeting her sister in the future, she did not mention these details.

That's why Katsumaru felt inexplicably uneasy.

In comparison, Higakiri acted much calmer even though he could see the uneasiness hidden in Kemaru's heart.

When she first met her brother from the future, she had no idea of ​​what would happen in the future from him.

And it still is.

Whatever happens next, let it happen.

Left and right, those things will eventually come to an end.

The glory of the Anda family will also be dusted and buried in ashes.Even if Higakiri doesn't ask about the future of Kemaru, he can analyze this matter with the information he has.

Anda Taisheng, it's probably here.

A few days later, an old friend confirmed Higiri's conjecture.

That day, Kemaru had just finished tidying up the room, and couldn't help feeling worried again.It is not easy for him to go out in this temple, and the information he can get from the outside world is extremely limited.

It's hard to figure out what's going on outside.

This feeling of uncertainty can easily make him think a lot.

Suddenly hearing movement outside, Kagemaru wanted to check the situation, but just as a head popped out, he was pushed back by Mustache.

Keimaru, who was pushed down by her sister, had her face pressed against the mat, with a dazed expression on her face.He didn't even have time to figure out what was going on.

Immediately afterwards, he was pulled up by Hikakiri in a daze, and when he looked up, he met Hikakiri's apologetic Tiantian smile.

"Well, brother." Mustache felt a little embarrassed, but also touched the half of his face where the knee ball was on the ground, "forgot, it's not a human being, you don't have to hide."

Kemaru waved his hand dazedly, and then walked out following Hikari.

The person standing outside the house was also very familiar to Kemaru.

Sword Fusangshen in snow-white stood in front of the house, smiling at them, trying to look relaxed and unrestrained.

However, even though he was dressed in white, there seemed to be something gloomy about him.

It's heavy.

——It was Tsurumaru Kuninaga in the Kamakura period.

Kagemaru remembered that Tsurumaru Kuninaga was also the sword of Adachi's family at this time, and it should be in...

is in the grave.

His heart sank. Has the matter developed to such a point?Tsurumaru Kuninaga had been brought out of Adachi Sadata's tomb by Hojo.

Tsurumaru Kuninaga continued there with a smile and said, "Kemaru, I actually met you here. So your whereabouts have been discovered?"

Kagemaru said, "No, it's just that there are some other reasons..."

It's not easy to explain all of a sudden, he thought with some embarrassment.

"Tsurumaru Kuninaga."

Suddenly, the mustache on the other side was cut.

She stood there, her smile disappeared at some point, she stared fixedly at Tsurumaru Kuninaga, her brows were slightly frowned, as if she was looking into the depths through his expression.

"Stop laughing."