Chapter 7 Chapter 03 The Falling Comb

This group of people came up with bare feet, clearly wanting to catch them by surprise while they were asleep, and searched the storage room, drawers, and under the floor, and rummaged everywhere. Feng Dianma sat by the stove, watching his subordinates' search with cold eyes. "When are you going to get it, have you found something?" "Nothing." "No?" "yes." "Well, it's impossible, of course not, don't look for it!" Ah Jia sat in the next room with his back to the door, looking desperate. "Ah Jia!" "What for?"

"Warm me a bar!" "Isn't there the wine? You can drink whatever you like!" "Don't say that! My Dianma hasn't been to your house for a long time!" "Is this how you say hello when you come to someone's house?" "Don't be angry! You know it yourself, there is no fire without smoke! I did hear someone say that the widow from the wormwood shop asked her daughter to go to the battlefield to pick up things from the corpses." "You show the evidence! Where is the evidence?" "If I really wanted to expose it, I wouldn't have informed Zhu Shi first. Wild samurai also have rules of wild samurai. Anyway, I will search again, and this time I will stop here. I will spare you first. Is it merciful enough?"

"Who is merciful? It's unreasonable!" "Come here, pour me some wine, Jia!" "..." "You woman loves vanity. If you are willing to serve me, you don't have to live this kind of life. How about it? Think about it!" "You're so sweet, it gives me goosebumps." "Don't you like it?" "Who killed my husband, do you know?" "If you want to take revenge, although I don't have enough strength, I can still help you!" "Stop pretending to be garlic!" "What did you say?" "Everyone says that the person who strikes is Feng Dianma, haven't you heard of it? A widow of a wild samurai will never be so downcast as to serve her husband's enemy!"

"Well said! Ah Jia!" With cold wine and a wry smile, Dianma raised his head and took a sip. "I think, for the safety of your mother and daughter, it's best not to say such things." "When I raise Zhu Shi, I will definitely take revenge. You'd better remember." "Hmph, hum!" Dianma shrugged and smiled, and drank the wine in one gulp.Then hand the gun to the men at the door. "Hey! Poke the ceiling with the butt of the gun!" The man was poking around the ceiling with a gun.In this way, a lot of weapons and items hidden on it fell from the gaps in the planks.

"You see!" Dianma suddenly stood up and said: "She is the enemy of the wild samurai, drag this widow out to torture!" It's too easy to deal with a woman.The wild samurai were about to enter the room, but everyone froze at the door as if possessed by a demon, as if they dared not attack A Jia. "What are you doing? Drag it out!" Feng Dianma was getting impatient.However, these subordinates just kept their eyes wide open and stared at the room, unable to move for a long time. Dianma couldn't help himself, and wanted to see for himself.But when he was about to get close to Ah Jia, even he couldn't get over the thunder.

You can't see it from the stove room. It turns out that in Ajia's room, besides Ajia, there are two brave young men.Musashi held a black wooden sword in his lower hand, ready to break his feet if anyone dared to take a step; Youba stood by the wall, holding a big knife high, ready to slash anyone's head in three inches. In order to prevent Zhu Shi from getting hurt, they probably hid her in the closet above, so no one was seen.While Dianma was drinking by the fire, they were ready for battle.Ah Jia may have been so calm just now because of his backing. "I see!" Feng Dianma suddenly realized.

"Last time, there was a young man who walked on the mountain with Zhu Shi, it must be that one! Who is the other one?" "..." Neither Matahachi nor Musashi answered, and they were going to resolve it by force. The atmosphere was very tense. "There should be no men in this family. In my opinion, you are the stragglers of Sekigahara who lost the battle! If you continue to behave wildly, you will lose your life!" "..." "There should be no one around here who doesn't know the Fengdian horse in Bupo Village. You are already down and out, and you still want to act wild. Be careful."

"..." Seeing the situation, Ah Jia retreated to the corner, and Musashi, holding the black wooden sword horizontally, took up the position where she was standing just now.Then he bent his body and slashed at Dianma's heel like flying. There was a whoosh in the air. Then, the opponent's rock-like chest charged straight at Musashi.It was as if Mount Tai was pressing down on the top. Musashi had never been under such great pressure.He was punched two or three times in the throat by Dianma, the sound was so loud that he almost thought his skull was going to be shattered.However, Musashi mustered all the strength in his body and pushed hard. With the sound of the house shaking, Fudenoma's huge body with its feet tucked in slammed into the wall.

As long as the maw is up, it will never forgive anyone—even if it bites, the other party must submit, and no one will be left alive, and it must be completely wiped out. Musashi's personality has been like this since he was a child.He was born with a strong ancient Japanese primitive spirit in his blood.Not pure, but full of wildness.Without the baptism of culture, and without knowledge and knowledge, it is like a piece of unpolished jade.Even his biological father, Wuerzhai, did not like this son because of this.In order to correct this personality, Wuerzhai often punished him with the samurai's laws, but the result was self-defeating.Everyone in the village called him the Little Tyrant.The more everyone hates him, the more this wild child will push himself forward and be arrogant.In the end, he took all the country and mountains as his territory, but he could not satisfy his ambition, and finally came to Guanyuan with his great dream.

For Musashi, Sekigahara was the first step in experiencing the real world.However, the great dream of this young man has been completely shattered—but he is used to having nothing, so he will not feel sad because of the small setback in the first step of youth, thinking that the future is bleak. Besides, tonight we will encounter a big fish, that is, Fengdianma, the leader of the wild warriors.When he was in Sekihara, how he wished to meet such an enemy! "Coward, coward! Don't run!" He ran like a scud in the dark field, calling and chasing. Dian Ma was about ten steps ahead of him, running desperately.

Musashi blushed furiously, and the cool wind blew across his cheeks, bringing him infinite pleasure.Musashi ran more and more passionately, getting closer to animal nature, which made him feel extremely happy. --what! His figure jumped onto Dian's horse and threw himself on top of him.With a wave of the black wooden sword, screams and blood rushed out together. Fengdianma's huge body fell to the ground.The skull was rotting into a pile like tofu; two eyeballs popped out.Musashi mended it two or three times with the wooden sword, and pieces of bone that had been shattered splashed out from the flesh and scattered everywhere. Musashi bent his wrist and wiped the sweat from his brow. "How about it!? Boss..." After he glanced boldly, he turned around and left, as if nothing had happened. "Musashi?" Another eight shouted loudly in the distance. "Oh!" Musashi answered slowly, looking left and right, Mataka ran over and asked: "How about it?" Musashi also answered the question at the same time: "I killed him! . . . and you?" "me too--" He showed Musashi a broadsword with blood on both tassels. "Everyone else ran away. What a samurai! That sucks!" Another eight is triumphant. The blood of the two was boiling and they were jumping for joy.They laugh like babies.Carrying blood-stained swords and knives, full of energy, they walked and chatted, and walked towards the thatched cottage with lights in the distance. A wild horse poked its head in from the window of the house and looked around the house.The rough breathing woke up the two people sleeping in the room. "This guy!" Musashi stroked the horse's face with his hand.Youba raised his hands high and stretched a long way. "Ah! What a good sleep!" "The sun is still high!" "Isn't it already dusk?" "Not yet!" After sleeping all night, I have long forgotten what happened yesterday.For the two of them, there is only today and tomorrow.Musashi quickly ran to the back and took off his clothes. After scrubbing his body and face with cold water, he raised his head and took a deep breath of the sun and air. You Ba is You Ba, walking sleepily to the stove room, and saying hello to A Jia and Zhu Shi: "Good morning!" Youba is in a good mood. "Auntie, you seem to be in a bad mood?" "yes?" "What's the matter? The Fengdian horse that killed your husband has been slaughtered, and his subordinates have also been punished. What's there to be unhappy about?" It's normal for Youba to feel strange.After killing Dian Ma, how much he expected to please the mother and daughter!Last night, Zhu Shi also applauded, but now Ah Jia is full of anxiety. Seeing them with uneasy faces, they have been sitting by the fire from yesterday to today, and although Youba is resentful for them, he doesn't know the reason... "Why? Why? Auntie!" After receiving the tea poured by Zhu Shi, he sat down cross-legged again.Ah Jia smiled lightly, as if envious of this young man who was not deeply involved in the world and didn't understand the world. "You still ask why! Ah You, Fengdianma still has hundreds of subordinates!" "Oh! I see. You're afraid of their revenge, aren't you? What are those people? With Musashi and I—" And Ba felt very frustrated.But if you think about it carefully, what the widow said is not completely unreasonable.Feng Huangping not only has a powerful influence in the Yezhou River in Kiso, he is also an expert in military tactics and ninjutsu. Once this man targets him, no one will survive.If he attacked from the front, he might be able to defend, but if he attacked at night, he might not be able to parry. "I like to sleep late, this guy will be hard to deal with!" Youba rested his chin and thought hard about the countermeasures.Ah Jia thought it was not an option to go on like this, so she had to do something about it and prepare to hide in other places.By the way, what are the plans of the two of you? "I'll discuss it with Musashi? Where did he go?" Youba went outside, covered the sun with his hands, looked around, and saw Musashi's tiny figure riding the wild horse that wandered outside the house just now, wandering at the foot of Mount Ibuki. "He is so leisurely!" Youba muttered, clasped his hands around his mouth, and shouted: "Hey! Come back quickly!" The two discussed things on the withered grass, and there was no better friend than them. "Then, let's decide to go home!" "Go back! You can't live with this mother and daughter forever!" "Ok!" "I hate women." Musashi said. "Really? Then do it!" Youba turned over and lay on his back, shouting to the sky: "I decided to go back, I suddenly wanted to see Atong!" As he spoke, he stomped his feet on the ground, pointed to the sky and said: "Look! There's a cloud over there, just like when A-Tong was washing his hair." Musashi looked at the buttocks of the wild horse he had just ridden.I thought to myself, just like human beings, people who live in the wild usually have better personalities, and horses are also wild horses with a more natural temperament. Zhu Shi shouted to him: "Eat!" "time to eat!" The two got up. "Another eight, let's run a race!" "Bastard! Am I going to lose you?" Zhu Shi stood on the grassy slope, clapping her hands to greet the two people running towards her. However, after noon, Zhu Shi's mood suddenly became very heavy, because he heard that the two decided to return to their hometown.This girl always thought that the two of them could live a happy life with them! "You little fool! What are you doing with a sad face?" A widow, Jia, scolded her daughter while putting on makeup.Meanwhile, Musashi is peeping from the mirror as he sits by the fire. Musashi suddenly remembered that the night before, Ajia touched the pillow and whispered to him, and her sweet and sour hair fragrance, and he quickly turned his face away when he thought of it. Youba was beside him, took the wine jug from the shelf, and poured it into the bottle, just like in his own home.We are going to leave tonight, so we must have a good drink.And the white powder on the widow's face was rubbed more carefully than usual. "I want to drink it all up! It's so boring to leave you alone!" Already drank three pots! Ajia leaned close to Matahachi, deliberately making a disgusting gesture, so that Musashi couldn't stand it. "I... can't walk anymore!" Ajia acted like a baby to Youba, leaned on his shoulder, and asked him to take her back to the dormitory.Then he said to Musashi: "Ah Wu, let's sleep there tonight! Don't you like being alone?" Musashi really slept there.Because he was drunk and went to bed late, when he woke up the next day, the sun was already high in the sky. He got up and looked, and found that the house was empty. "what?" The luggage that Zhu Shi and the widow packed yesterday disappeared, as did the clothes and shoes.Most importantly, not only their mother and daughter, but even Mataha disappeared. There was no one in the cabin behind.Musashi only noticed a red comb that the widow used to wear in her hair dropped by the running faucet. "Huh?... This guy, Yaba..." He picked up the comb and smelled it, and the scent reminded him of the terrible temptation of the night before.Yatachi was knocked down by this, and Musashi suddenly felt an inexplicable loneliness in his heart. "You fool! How can you be worthy of Miss Atong?" He threw the comb back.Although angry, but thinking of Atong girl who was waiting in his hometown, I felt like crying bitterly. Ye Ma yesterday saw Musashi sitting blankly in the kitchen and poking his head in from the window.Musashi didn't stroke its head as usual, so Mustang could only lick the rice grains scattered there by the water.