[Sword Three] How to break the lady who is a technical emperor

"Aoba." With a sudden call, Ogawa Aoba was taken aback, turned around and found that it was Aihara Taro, he was relieved, and said, "What, Aihara?"

"Yeah." Aihara replied, playing a white piece, "Will you play chess?"

"Okay." Aoba put down the lunch box, went to the welcoming booth and sat down, picked up a sunspot, "Accepted."

Although they each have specializations, following the tradition of Wanhua Valley, Ruan Qingluo's disciples also know a little bit about everything. Although Qingye's chess skills are not very good, they can still deal with it.

The two played against each other like this.

"You are very disturbed today." Aihara said.

"I feel that something bad is about to happen recently," Aoba said with a sullen face, "Except for Master, you can be said to be the calmest person, Aihara."

"It's just playing chess." Aihara said, "If everyone was floating in the air like you, this country would have been blown away by the wind."

"Why is this..." Ogawa Aoba wailed.

"It's better for you and me not to intervene in some things, Fujiwara leaf." Aihara Taro said. "We're not in the same world as them."

"Who are you?" Ogawa Aoba sat up straight, looking at Taro Aihara warily.

"Guess?" Aihara Taro said with a smile, "No matter how hard we struggle, we will eventually go back."

"I don't want to go back..." Ogawa Aoba lay down on the chessboard in frustration.Like a dejected large canine.

"Don't be afraid." Taro Aihara patted her head, "I'm with you."

"Aihara?" Ogawa Aoba raised his head in surprise.

"Shh." Aihara put his index finger on his lips and said, he looked at the sky and said with a smile, "The banquet has begun."

Night is coming.

The past spring has not affected Qingluo's courtyard, and the Tiangong cherry blossom tree made by her is still blooming prosperously.It may be because of the cloudy sky, the night tonight is extraordinarily dense, Qing Luo lit a lamp, let them float in the air in an orderly manner, the strange thing is, unlike the dull afternoon, at night, a gust of wind blew Get up and sweep away the dull air.

"It's going to rain." Qing Luo sighed, letting the last lantern in her hand rise into the air.

"Master, it's ready." Ah Ding quietly appeared behind her and said, "Mr. Shannan is on his way."

"Ah Ding," Qingluo said suddenly, "Do you believe in fate?"

"Fate?" Ah Ding smiled slightly and said, "Before I met Master, I believed it."

Qing Luo looked at A Ding, this gentle and elegant girl, after several years of polishing, has worn away her previous inferiority complex, resentment, and numbness, exuding her unique brilliance.

"What happened to that seed?" Qingluo asked.

"..." Ah Ding was startled, and then smiled in relief, "Sure enough, Master knows everything. The seed seems to bloom tonight."

"That's it." Qingluo nodded, "The guests are here, welcome them with me."

"Mr. Shannan," when Keisuke Shannan and Mr. Okita came to Qingluo's door, the person who came to greet them was not the usual Ah Ding, but a slender figure who had never met Okita, dressed in a black bathrobe. , a man with cold eyes.He leaned against the door, holding a knife, and looked at Shannan Jingsuke faintly, "Long time no see."

"Well, Assistant, long time no see." Shannan looked at him appreciatively, "You have become a man, Assistant."

"It's not as good as Mr. Shannan," Satosuke nodded, and glanced over there, "Who is that?"

"This is my companion, Souji Okita." Shannan said. "It's the only person I've ever met who can match your talent."

"Really..." Satosuke scanned Okita up and down like a radar, and straightened his body from the door frame, "Come in, she is in the courtyard."

Today, this private courtyard seems to have undergone special decoration. It changed from the quiet and elegant to low-key and luxurious. After turning a few corners in the corridor, the three of them suddenly opened up, revealing a completely new courtyard.

The afterglow of the past spring still lingers here. There is a blooming cherry tree in the corner of the courtyard, and a circle of small and exquisite hexagonal lanterns floats in mid-air, casting warm yellow light. A person stands with his back to them , the figure was blurred by the light, and a gust of wind blew by, and she turned around.

"Hey, Shannan." Qingluo said, her eyes swept away one by one, "Soujiro, you still have Mr. Zhu, please take a seat."

"Qingluo, where are the others?" Shannan asked.

"I will come when it is time." Qingluo said, making a gesture to take a seat, "Today is the day when my disciple Satosuke returns, so don't talk about disappointing things." After finishing speaking, she sat on the main seat, Pick up the teacup.

Shannan couldn't help but sat on the seat.

Today's meals are mainly soy products, tofu, soy milk, which is an extremely weird combination of Chinese and Western, but the taste is impeccable, and everyone who is used to the strangeness of green radish is naturally very calm. The shape of tofu is eaten.

There are only four people in the seat.

"Qingluo, where are your other apprentices?" Shannan asked tentatively.

"The villains can't bear to go to court, so we won't call them out." Qingluo said leisurely, "Compared to this, why don't you let me see your progress in the past few years, Azhu?"

"Follow your orders." Satosuke stood up.

"Then I will accompany you." Okita smiled and stood up, "Please give me your advice."

Mei Xiang didn't go to the banquet, although she wanted to see that person very much, but she had more important things to do at this time.

"Mei Xiang, do you know a kind of flower?" A voice suddenly appeared behind Mei Xiang.

"Who?!" Mei Xiang was taken aback, turned around and saw Ah Ding standing behind her with a smile, with scattered evening cherry blossoms embroidered on the silver-white kimono. "Ah Ding, why did you come to my room suddenly?"

"Because the flowers are about to bloom." A Ding pointed with a smile.

It was only then that Mei Xiang discovered that an unknown red flower had been planted under her window at some point.

"What kind of flower is this?" Mei Xiang asked.

"It's called Japanese red toon." A Ding said with a smile, "Do you know why it's called Japanese red toon? Because when other flowers are scattered petal by petal, it chooses to wither when it's in full bloom. You Say, isn’t it similar to our national spirit? That’s why it’s called Japanese Red Toon.”

Speaking of this, she suddenly moved closer to Mei Xiang, and said with a smile, "Do you think so, Mei Xiang?"

"What do you know?" Meixiang asked warily.

"Guess, what do I know?" Ah Ding laughed.

"Let me out." Mei Xiang said.

"Sorry, it seems that you have to stay here until you should go out." Ah Ding laughed.

"Ah Ding, this matter has nothing to do with you." Mei Xiang said coldly.

"Who knows." A Ding shrugged and said.

A writing brush appeared in their hands at the same time.

The biting wind raged under the cherry tree, but no matter how severe the wind was, none of the petals of the cherry tree fell.

This is the difference between artificial and natural.

Shannan Keisuke took a sip of matcha tea and sincerely admired the creator of this tree.

"Don't worship me too much." Qingluo said leisurely as if she knew what Shannan was thinking, "It's just a trivial matter, nothing to worry about."

"..." Keisuke Shannan, who almost spit out a sip of tea, suddenly wanted to ignore the difference in force and go straight up and beat her to death.

Is it really okay for Hong Guoguo to show off herself like this!Reserved!How humble!

"It's just the truth." Qingluo glanced at him and said, "Do you know what is Tiangong?"

"What?" Keisuke Yamanan said that even if he is proficient in sinology, he is still a pure Japanese. This kind of word-based explanation is too challenging and difficult for him to do.

"Heavenly craftsman, lifelikeness is the foundation." Qingluo said lightly, "The most difficult thing is not the similarity, but the sameness."

"..." Shannan froze in place.

"Even if the cherry blossom tree in front of you is made by me according to the cherry blossom tree in spring, they are only similar. The cherry blossom tree I made can only imitate its shape, but not the same as that cherry blossom tree. It has the same function, in other words, unlike the original cherry tree, this cherry tree will not wither. Therefore, the two can only be said to be similar, not identical."

"but......."

"Isn't the reason I made it just to see it bloom?" Qing Luo continued.She smiled mysteriously, "So, this is the contradiction. For the sake of exquisite craftsmanship, I must let it wither, but for the original purpose, I let it bloom in violation of the laws of nature."

"..." Shannan looked at her with complicated eyes.

"The reason why I am so obsessed with Tiangong is that at first..." Qingluo sighed, "Then I realized that nothing in the world can replace each other. Even Tiangong creations are unique individuals. "

"Can I ask..." Shannan asked tentatively.

"That person is the one who raised me up." Qingluo said lightly.She looked at the young man competing in the court, "Mr. Shannan, please stand by and watch what will happen later?"

Ogawa Aoba was walking in the unlit corridor.

She was uneasy, and what frightened her was not the darkness ahead, but the unknown hidden in the darkness.

"You're here." Matsuyama Hirako stepped out of the darkness, with a frivolous and shallow smile on his face."So, your choice?" he asked.

"...Let's talk inside." Ogawa Aoba suppressed the fear in his heart and said to him.

As if thinking of something, the smile on Matsuyama Hirako's face deepened, "Welcome to our world." After that, he walked in first, because he trusted himself too much, so he didn't notice the footsteps of Ogawa Aoba pause.

Another world... Sure enough, it was Master who protected himself so well.Ogawa Aoba said silently in her heart, she and Matsuyama Hirako walked into the room, and then she turned around.

"Before I say my choice, I want to know your choice," she said.

"My choice?" Matsuyama Hirako laughed even more exaggeratedly, "Of course my choice is that monster! Only it has the power to subvert the status quo, and I will use it to wipe out all foreigners!"

"So, what do you think my choice should be?" Ogawa Aoba asked again.

"Doesn't your arrival explain your choice?" Matsuyama Hirako laughed wildly.

"I understand men like you," Ogawa Aoba sighed, "When you are incompetent, you take pride in your inexplicable masculinity. You lie low outside and beat your wife at home. You have some ability, right? There are always a few women out there to be strong enough, and it’s not pleasing to see your wife when you go home, but the common thing is that you all think that you know women and your own wife very well, and you just need to say a few cruel words, Set up a few sets, and they will stupidly drill in, and when they encounter something, they will only cry and beg for mercy...Am I right?"

"How can there be such a thing?" Matsuyama Hirako retorted.

"Are you really for your own country? Hirako Matsuyama." Unlike at the beginning, Ogawa Aoba's eyes were frighteningly bright, and the corners of her mouth curled up faintly, "Are you having fun in the snow park?" Pingzi, it seems that you are having a good time playing, otherwise, you will find that every time the dolls I make are based on the women you have fucked."

Matsuyama Hirako didn't speak, he looked at Ogawa Aoba in shock, unable to say a word.

Xiaochuan Qingye approached step by step, "What do you want to say? How did we know that you went to Xueyuan? Besides these, what else do we know?"

Matsuyama Hirako suddenly fell silent.He has already murdered Ogawa Aoba.

"But I still created that monster." Ogawa Aoba said suddenly, her voice was so soft that it was almost inaudible. "as you wish."

"Hehe," Matsuyama Hirako taunted and said, "Didn't you still follow my advice? You are still a woman, not the same as that guy."

"...I'm going to the banquet." Ogawa Qingye glanced at him lightly, unwilling to say anything to him, and wanted to go out.

"Unfortunately, you can't go out." Matsuyama Hirako said.He took a pistol and pointed it at Ogawa Aoba.

"What is that?" Ogawa Aoba asked.

"It's a thing made by foreigners' natural craftsmanship," Matsuyama Hirako said with a smile, "it's the most suitable to use it as a blame."

'Bang -' a loud noise sounded.