The hunted Yuan Boya [Comprehensive]

The Endo family is a well-known merchant, and judging from the samurai he hired, it can be seen that the family background is indeed good.

Tessie had already returned to the backyard with the servants, Hiroya and Yamabuchi Kunihiro were brought to the front hall by the host Endo, and were politely offered tea.

"I'm really thankful, sir, for saving my little girl. If it wasn't for you, I'm afraid my little girl would have been taken away by monsters."

"His Royal Highness Tai Ji has a very special ability. It is indeed easy to be targeted by monsters. Lord Endo should pay more attention on weekdays."

Hearing what Boya said, Endo immediately showed embarrassment, but he didn't say much, just nodded and said: "Yes, yes, what your lord said is true."

"Speaking of which, I haven't asked you about your name yet. You look handsome and handsome, and you must have a noble status." If it weren't for Boya's luxurious clothes, Endo would never have invited him to his home Stay here, just give him some money and get rid of it.

But if Boya is a big family, it is not impossible that it can become the umbrella of the Endo family.

Although he is a bit snobbish, in today's world, where is there anyone who is not snobbish?

Boya didn't know what was going on in his mind, but he didn't know what his identity was. He just remembered a few terms vaguely, so he said casually: "We are from Kyoto. Genji, Gen Boya."

"Is Gen-sama actually from Osaka Castle? Recently, there's been a bit of chaos in Osaka Castle..." Endo said worriedly and joyfully.He was happy that after Boya was supposed to be from a famous family, he was worried because he heard from the traffickers and pawns that the adult in Osaka City was quite irritable recently, and he went into a rage and beheaded many samurai.

How could Boya know what it was like in Osaka Castle? He had never even heard of the name "Osaka Castle".

Just when Boya was struggling and didn't know how to answer him, a servant suddenly came in and whispered to Endo: "My lord, the guest room is ready."

Boya yawned just right.

Endo saw him like this, so he wisely stopped talking, and quickly said: "Master Yuan is also tired today, why don't you rest early. Although the humble house is simple, I dare not treat you badly."

He will use all his strength to hold on to this umbrella.

"Then don't disturb your lord." Boya hurriedly followed the servant for a walk.

Of course Yamababa Kiri Kunihiro also saw his careful thinking, and the corners of his lips hidden under the white cloth hooked slightly, with a slight smile on his face.

"By the way, Gen-sama, these days are exactly the time for the summer festival. If you are interested, you can go out and have a look. Although the scale is small, it is very lively." Endo chased after him and added.

"Understood, thank you."

The two were led to the guest room by the servants.

After the servant left, Yamabashi Kiri Kunihiro finally couldn't help but said, "Master Boya."

"Ok?"

"We seem to have come to the 'past' time." Yamabukiri Kunihiro said with a dignified expression, "According to history, Osaka Castle was built under the supervision of Hideyoshi Toyoda during the Warring States Period, but the specific era is not yet known. confirm."

If the time converter is still running normally, he can use the time converter to determine the space-time coordinates.

"'Past'...sounds very interesting." Boya was a little surprised, "If it's the past, I don't know how we can get back to Honmaru."

Speaking of this question, Yamabashi Kiri Kunihiro couldn't help but fell silent.

Although he avoided Endo with the excuse of being tired, Hiroya couldn't sit still after sitting in the room for a while, and suggested enthusiastically, "Yamabugiri, let's go to the festival together?"

Kunihiro Yamabasaki naturally had no objection and nodded.

***

It was a festival, and the crowds were bustling with people. Sure enough, as Endo said, it was still very lively.

On both sides of the street, hawkers divide the activity area into small pieces, and all kinds of playthings are dizzying.The bright red lanterns are connected with silk threads, like a small bridge in midair, dyeing the night sky crimson.

"It's so lively." Boya muttered to himself as he stared at the lively scene. "It would be nice if Kagura and Seimei were here..."

"What did Lord Boya just say?"

The voice of Hiroya's last sentence was too low, covered by the noise of the bustling crowd, and Yamabuki Kunihiro didn't hear it at all.

"It's okay, Yamabuchi, let's go play together!" Boya didn't know why she subconsciously said such words, blurted out and thought about it carefully, but couldn't find any answer at all.

Seimei.Seimei Abe.

Did he often come to festivals with this person before he lost his memory?

Kagura——who is this person, and what is his relationship with him?

No one could answer such a question for him, Boya had no choice but to put these trifles to the back of his mind, and dragged Yamabuki Kunihiro towards the side of the stall.

"Master Boya!" Yamabashi Kiri Kunihiro blushed uncomfortably after being pulled by the arm, but he didn't break free from Boya's hand and was dragged away obediently.

He looked up at Boya through the gap in the white cloth.

The young man in brocade clothes had pure curiosity and excitement on his face, and he looked no different from the children who participated in the festival.

Master Boya looked very happy.

It was the first time for Yamababa Kiri Kunihiro to see such an expression on Hiroya's face since they met, and he couldn't help being a little fascinated.

"Here. Maruko." Boya handed the things in her hand to Yamabaki Kunihiro.

"Fu Sangshen doesn't need to eat..."

"I know that Fusangshen relies on spiritual power to survive, but you still have a sense of taste, right? There is no conflict between enjoying delicious food and surviving." Boya forced the balls into the hand of Yamabuki Kunihiro, "Eat it .”

Kunihiro Yamababa was stunned for a moment, his face was stained a little red again, it was unknown whether it was reflected by the lanterns on the side of the road, or because Boya's words were too direct.

"Lord Boya..."

Just as Yamabuchi Kunihiro was about to say something, Boya was already attracted by the goldfish fishing stall next to him, let go of his hand, and squatted down enthusiastically, "Boss, bring me some covers!"

"okay!"

Facts have proved that Yuan Boya, who seems omnipotent so far, is not good at fishing for goldfish. Every net was shattered due to his too rough movements, and he didn't even catch a single goldfish.

Boya: So angry.

"Let me come, Boya-sama." Yamabuki Kunihiro couldn't help but volunteered.

He still held his meatball in his hand, but he squatted down solemnly, and took the only remaining net in Boya's hand with one hand.

"Okay, I'll leave it to you, Yamabugiri."

A breeze blew slightly.

Boya frowned slightly, and glanced in the direction the wind was going.

"I succeeded, Boya-sama." Yamabagiri Kunihiro, who had succeeded in one fell swoop, looked back at Boya with unconcealed joy.

It was okay if he didn't look at it, but when he looked at it, he suddenly realized that the ball in his hand had disappeared!

In just a few minutes of concentrating on fishing for goldfish, who snatched the string of meatballs from his hand? !

clack.

A small bamboo stick fell to the ground.

Among the noisy voices, this slight sound seemed to hit Yamabuchi Kunihiro's heart.

A strong killing intent suddenly erupted from his body, and the knife in his hand came out of his body, and he slashed towards nothingness!

The people who were gathered together happily were all scared and retreated far away when he made such a fuss.

"Is this samurai crazy! He cut people casually with a knife!"

"Could it be that the sword-testing samurai in Osaka Castle has come here?"

"It's terrible, Kanto will become unsafe!"

Everyone was discussing in twos and threes, but they didn't dare to step forward because of the aura of Kirihiro Yamabashi.

"Come out, if you make the next cut, it won't be cut crooked." Yamabuchi Kunihiro said in a cold tone with a frosty face.

"...You actually, can you see mine?"

A vague voice sounded out of thin air.

I saw that the air in front of my eyes suddenly sent out a wave-like shock——

A young man wearing a kimono, clogs, and a strange pattern on his face appeared in front of everyone.

"monster--!"

"There are monsters!"

"Run, there are monsters coming!"

The people who were enjoying the summer festival were suddenly stunned by this bizarre scene, and scattered in fright.

"No, it's not just you—you can see me too?" The youkai youth looked casually at Boya and Yamabuki Kunihiro in a somewhat inconceivable manner.

"Give me back my meatballs." Yamabuki Kunihiro said with an aggressive tone, still holding the sword in his hand.

"...I have already eaten the meatball." The monster youth felt the strong killing intent emanating from his body, and a drop of cold sweat rolled down his forehead involuntarily.

what's going on?

As a slippery ghost, he touched something to eat, but was caught by someone. If he said it, he might not be laughed out of his teeth.

The hustle and bustle of people has disappeared, and the bright red paper lanterns have been extending along the road to nowhere in the distance.

Accompanied by the slippery ghost's words, monsters in the darkness appeared one after another.

Or monsters with ferocious faces, or monsters with weird shapes, all kinds of monsters have been following the slippery ghost since I don't know when, seeing Yamabukiri's reaction like this, completely blown the pot, and said as if facing a big enemy : "I won't let you hurt Master Hualao! Human warriors!"

"It's not human, you bastard." Nuliang Huapiao looked at the menacing Yamabashi Kirihiro for a while.

Kunihiro Yamababa looked at him expressionlessly, and said stubbornly, "Maruko."

That was the meatball that Mr. Boya gave him! ! !