As we all know, winding zero is a human being

The next day was the departure day for these lords who came from all over the country to return to the territory and continue to live.

I came to Daigo Country and took a Dororo back with me. In order to take care of the little girl's itinerary on the road, I took her to the market early in the morning.

He took her to the stables and called the stall owner to bring the horses for sale: "How about that horse?"

"Brown, looks a little thin." Dororo picks and chooses, very picky.

"What about that horse?"

"It seems to be okay?"

A beautiful white horse looks good and of course it is also expensive. Dororo put his hands behind his head and waited for the change, and said slowly: "Okay, Brother Ling, you can eat people with a short mouth and short hands. Just do what you want me to do." explain!"

"On the road." Ling turned his head and pointed at her: "In front of others, especially people from Ji Guo, especially Yan Sheng Ji Guo, please don't call me by my name."

You must know that yesterday it could be said that he was drunk and misheard and fooled it, and there is a certain possibility that he will forget it after waking up.

In the future, if Yan Sheng of Jiguo is caught off guard and hears it wrong again, then this script will become more interesting.

"Following the country? Speaking of which, there is another Mr. Yuanyi?" Duo Luoluo calculated, counted his fingers, and then glanced at him, "Brother Ling, what is your name, or—"

She seemed to have figured something out of her mind, and she tugged at the corner of his clothes and said softly, "Could it be that your current position as the lord was snatched by stealth?!"

Dororo, who was born with a desire to challenge the existence of the rich and powerful, spoke a little excitedly. After paying the zero payment, he brought the white horse over and let the child ride it. He explained when he walked to a place where no one was around: "Hush down, this kind of thing I don't want to give it to me, but you want it?"

"Shi Touman is my elder brother's name. He is currently missing and his life may be in danger. That's why I took this position."

"As for my name, it is indeed zero."

Zero covered his face and looked at Dororo with a clear expression, and strengthened his tone: "So since you have already collected my things, you can't say anything, including Teacher Yuanyi."

"Eh? Are you going to lie to Mr. Yuanyi?" Dororo pulled the rein and gave Zero a dangerous look, "Hey, Brother Ling is such a dirty adult, should I promise you?"

"...Didn't it be agreed? Don't promise to return the horse to me."

"But it's a different price~"

The two returned to their residence after arguing, and when they saw Jiguo Yansheng who had woken up from a hangover and was also ready to go, Dororo was still very obedient and did not make any trouble.

She called Brother Man crisply and asked Ji Guoyan Sheng to press her temples, her expression suddenly became a little embarrassed.

"Last night—" Yan Sheng hesitated to speak.

Zero coughed and waved his hands at him. The two people with different thoughts only looked at each other, and moved aside at the same time.

"Then what, it's almost time?"

"Well, let's go."

Dororo: "..."

To be honest, she couldn't understand it anymore. The two of them winked like this. Is it really necessary for Zero to bribe her?

Good, strange, oh.

On the way back, the weather began to clear up, and the warm light was released mercilessly on this land. The abundant sunshine means that the real hot season of this summer is coming. Once the days of ghosts and gods are over, I am not used to the nature and authenticity. Looking at it, Zero will inevitably worry about the harvest this autumn.

After being separated from the successor family's team, Zero finally calmed down. He took Dororo back to the territory for a stroll, and the two of them drove away secretly through the back door in the dark that day.

The butler had explained his whereabouts, and Daigo Kingdom had undergone such major changes and turmoil, and there would be no major events happening continuously in the short term, and it was time for him to go back and take a look in person after he had been away for less than half a year.

Dr. Shouhai was not with them. Hyakkimaru in the fire scene was still very ignorant because of his eyes. He couldn't see why Shouhai appeared in that place for a while.

Later, after he understood, Dr. Shouhai couldn't leave even if he wanted to.

When they came to the village, Dr. Shouhai was the first to discover them. The burly doctor was selecting wood suitable for prosthetic limbs in the woods beside the road, and was also helping Mio and the others chop some firewood.

The old mother of Hyakkimaru has naturally become the old mother of Mio and the children, very good very good.jpg

"You are here." Doctor Shouhai greeted Ling and Dororo not so unexpectedly, and then put the chopped firewood behind the saddle very naturally.

Ling looked at the open field at the end of the path: "Have you seen those children, do you feel that you have a new motivation to live?"

Dr. Shouhai sighed helplessly, and had no choice but to nod: "Children grow up fast, and someone has to replace them with suitable prostheses."

"I want to learn too." Ling stroked his chin, brought Dororo to him, and watched Doctor Shouhai ride Dororo's white horse, "I will stay here for a while before going back. Teach me."

The practicality of this technology is too high, and he really wants to understand the principle.

The reason was vaguely sealed together with the memory, but Zero felt that it was quite necessary.

"It's not difficult, the main thing is that the craft of shaping the body needs more practice." Of course, Dr. Shouhai will not shirk, "This is the craft I learned when I traveled abroad to the Tang Dynasty. It is really a very attractive country. All Everything in there looks amazing.”

Suddenly being cueed to his own background, Zero feels strange and proud, although he clearly knows that he does not have such black technology.

Perhaps it is submerged in the dust of history.

With the help of horses, the horses naturally go fast, and the houses of some scales are no longer the same as they were built when he left. The tools needed for busy farming are placed in the small courtyard, and the children also look like they have grown up. Son.

Mei Xu, who was weeding in the field, straightened her waist, and saw the sound of them galloping one after the other on the dusty path trampled by horseshoes, and forgot the words of the humming ballad for a moment.

She smiled as brightly as the flowers blooming in her hair: "Welcome home, Dororo, Zero."

A hearty dinner followed of course.

As soon as there were too many people, Mio took out a pot and cooked a pot of chowder on this hot night. Everyone surrounded the big pot hanging from the beam in a lively manner. There were no trivial rules, but they all ate happily.

Teacher Yuanyi and Shi, who received the news in the middle of the meal, also came to visit. When they came, Mio was talking happily about a fish pond that would be reclaimed behind the house next year, and the children happened to be there too. The most critical time for growing your body.

Holding the rice bowl in his hands, Ling scooped up the jerky he had brought in the pot. When he heard this, he shook his chopsticks, reluctantly gave up and threw back the piece of meat he was holding.

"I'm back." Ji Guoyuan nodded to them, and Shi distributed the snacks he brought to the children who looked forward to it, and the two of them mixed in quite easily.

"Yeah." Ling came back to his senses, he hesitated for a while under the unchanging gaze of Teacher Yuanyi, "Yan Sheng is doing well, and he is very much appreciated by the young master of Duobaowan when he sent troops this time, and he has a great reputation It's over."

Yuanyi was not surprised that he would suddenly mention his elder brother, the corners of his mouth were even raised a little bit, and there was a bright smile in his eyes that reflected the firelight and made them look warmer: "Of course, elder brother can do it."

As early as the first time Ling looked at him, he knew that he must have met him somewhere—or, in other words, it was Ji Guoyan Sheng, and in the subsequent correspondence after Ling left, Shitou’s messenger He also did not cover up the clan patterns on his body that represent the belonging of the clan.

They tacitly did not mention the past.

Ji Guoyuan felt that it was unnecessary, while Zero simply threw out some less important things when he wanted to cover up the most unrevealable secrets.

It turns out this always works.

Mio might also be surprised when she knew that he came from a samurai family, but she quickly said to the children: "Samurai-sama met us by the name Kamizuru, not those high-ranking aristocratic gentlemen. oh."

She didn't tell Ling Guo about these things, just like their meeting in the mountains was just a beautiful accident.

Beautiful flowers bear sweet fruit.

Said it was a short stay, half a month passed happily, and the Yulan Basin Festival came as scheduled, if Ling hadn't seen Meixu and Shouhai start preparing the lanterns and soul niches for the festival, he would have been there for a while. I almost forgot the days.

There is no such thing as July and a half here, and instead it is the Obon Festival, which has been postponed for more than one month. The Ghost Festival, which has been introduced to this land since the Asuka era, is a festival to worship ancestors and pay homage to the souls of the dead.

Ling only realized later after hearing them mention it. It seems that his nominal father had passed away less than half a year ago, and it was too late to rush back now.

Don't panic, every lord always has a magical butler, and he believes that the butler will take care of everything.

Zero, who was originally a firm believer in Marxism and materialism, couldn't say whether there are dead or gods in this world after seeing gods and ghosts, but seeing that everyone was moving the night before this festival, he was not idle , so he also improvisedly participated in the past.

There were bamboo strips and white paper in front of Mei Xu, and the boiled paste was waiting to cool in a small bowl.

"Give me two too... no, three, please."

The first person whose name he wrote down was his mother in this sense of identity, and the second person who followed the flow was his father.

When he reached the third copy, the pen in the ink bowl was full of ink, and Ling wrote a name that no one else knew, and it looked quite ordinary, and had nothing to do with anyone.

It was also the name of the young physician.

Taiko drums in nearby villages start beating in the evening and are expected to last all night, and lanterns are hung among the trees.

After doing all this, he didn't feel any false sense of self-comfort at all, but a thought seemed to become clearer.

He wanted to find Ghost Mai Tsuji.

No, he didn't want to see Ghost Dance Tsuji Musai in women's clothing.

--really not.

As soon as this idea fell, Zero heard a knock on the door of his room.

"Let the doctor and priest live in it, and I will give you three breaths to open the door."

He opened his eyes wide: "Who are you?!"

"Tsk, hell check/water/meter."