Chapter 69 Chapter 11

Why did Musashi slip out of the banquet without a word?Because the fan room was too wide, he got lost in the corridor and wandered alone. In order to escape the noise of the tourists at the banquet and the uproar of the music, he found himself in the dimly lit storeroom and tool room.This place is probably very close to the kitchen, because the walls and pillars have a unique smell of the kitchen. "Ah! This guest officer, you can't come here." A maid came out quietly from the darkroom and met Musashi head-on.She spread her hands, blocking the way. In front of the guests, the maids behaved innocently and cutely, but at this moment, she stared blankly, as if her rights had been violated, and angrily said:

"It's so annoying! Guests can't come here, go away!" She scolded and urged her away. Brothels always present a bright side to their customers.At this time, the guest was allowed to see another side of filth, which made the little maid very angry.On the other hand, she also despised Musashi as an unruly guest. Musashi asked: "Oh! . . . Can't come here?" The little maid pushed Musashi forward: "No! No!" Musashi looked at the little maid: "Aren't you the Lingmi who just fell into the snow?" "That's right! Guest officer, did you get lost because you needed to go to the bathroom? I'll take you there."

Ling Mi said, took his hand and walked forward. "No! No! I'm not drunk. I'm thinking of that empty room, eating a bowl of rice." Ling Mi widened her eyes and asked: "Dinner? I'll bring it to your room." "However, it's rare that everyone is drinking so happily—" After hearing what he said, Lingmi tilted her head and thought for a while and said: "That's true! I'll bring it here for you! What kind of food do you want?" "I don't want anything, just give me two rice balls—" "Are rice balls enough?"

Lingya hurried to the back to bring the rice balls that Musashi wanted. After eating rice balls in an unlit room, Musashi asked: "You can go out from the backyard!" He stood up and walked towards the courtyard, Ling Mi was startled, and quickly asked: "Guest officer, where are you going?" "I'll be right back." "You said you'd be right back, but over there is..." "It's too troublesome to go out from the main entrance. If Mr. Guangyue and Mr. Shaoyou know, it will not only spoil their interest, but also, they will have to talk a lot!"

"Then, I'll open the wooden door over there to let you out. You have to come back quickly! If you don't come back, I will definitely be scolded." "I'll definitely be back right away... If Lord Guangyue asks, you can just say that I went to meet acquaintances near Lianhuayuan, so I left halfway, and I will probably be back soon." "I can't say roughly, I have to come back. Because the Taifu you want to see is my master Yoshino Taifu!" Reiya opened the chaimon covered with a thin layer of snow, and sent Musashi out. Outside the gate of the brothel, there is a tea shop that also sells bamboo hats.Musashi went to the tea shop and asked if there were straw sandals for sale.But this store is specialized in selling bamboo hats to cover the faces of men who visit brothels, and doesn't sell straw sandals in the first place.

"May I ask you to buy me a pair?" The woman from Musashi's tea shop bought shoes for him.I sit at the table and wait, and rearrange my clothes. He took off his coat and folded it up.Borrow a pen and paper from the tea house to write the letter, and put the letter in the sleeve of the coat after writing.Then ask the old man in the tea shop: "Could you please keep this coat for me? If I haven't returned before the hour of Hai, please send this coat and a letter inside to Mr. Guangyue, okay?" "No problem. I'll take care of it." "Is it the hour of You now? Or the hour of Xu?"

"It's not that late. It's snowing today, so it gets dark early." "I just heard the bell ringing when I came out of the fan room." "So, it should be the next moment!" "It's still so early!" "The sun has just set! You can tell the time by looking at the people passing by on the street." The woman in the tea shop bought the straw sandals.Musashi carefully adjusted the length of the shoelaces and put them on over the leather socks. He paid a lot of tips and bought a bamboo hat to cover his head in order to keep out the snow.He braved the snowflakes and gradually disappeared on the snowy road.

The houses near Shijo Heyuan are sparsely lit.In the woods of Gion, some speckled snow has accumulated on the ground, and the sky is already dark, and even the feet can't be seen clearly. From here you can see a faint light, which is a lantern or a god's lamp in the garden.The main hall of the shrine and the rooms in the shrine are quiet and there is no sound.Occasionally, after the snow fell to the treetops and made a crackling sound, tranquility was restored. "Let's go!" A group of people flocked into the main hall after praying and worshiping in front of the Gion Shrine.

On Huading Mountain, the bells from various temples rang exactly five times.Maybe it's snowing, but the bell tonight is especially touching. "Second Young Master, are the straps of the straw sandals still firm? In this cold and freezing night, if they are tied too tightly, they will easily break." "Don't worry!" He is Denshichiro Yoshioka. Among relatives and disciples, about seventeen or eight important people surrounded him.The cold weather made everyone shiver.Everyone surrounded him and walked towards Lianhua Wangyuan. Before arriving at the Gion Shrine to worship, Denshichiro had already made preparations for a life-and-death fight.He wrapped his body seamlessly with a turban, leather belt and other complete equipment.

"Straw sandals... In this weather, straw sandals have to be tied with cloth straps! You should all remember this!" Denchiro stepped on the snow hard, exhaling white smoke from his mouth, and walked forward with everyone. Before sunset, Ota Heisuke and the other three had handed over the challenge letter to Musashi.The letter stated the time and place of the contest. engraved Instead of waiting until tomorrow, specify nine o'clock tonight.This moment was carefully considered by Denshichiro, and his relatives and disciples also agreed. "I can't hesitate anymore. If he escapes, I'm afraid it will be difficult to catch him in the capital in the future."

Therefore, he dispatched Ota Kurohesuke and others to mix in the crowd, wander around Horikawa Funabashi Huiya Shoyu's house, and secretly follow Musashi. "Who?...It seems that someone came first!" Saying so, Denshichiro walked to the wing behind Lianhuawangyuan.In the distance there was a raging fire, burning in the snow. "Probably Oike Jurozaemon and Ueda Ryohei!" "Oike and Ueda Ryohei are here too?" Denchiro thought that they would get in the way if they came. "To kill one person, so many people came here. Even if we avenge ourselves, the world will accuse us of bullying the few with the more, which is disrespectful!" "No. As soon as the time for the contest is up, we will step aside." The long corridor of the Buddha Hall of Lianhuawangin Temple is commonly known as the Sansanjian Hall.Some people say that the distance of this corridor is exactly the distance of archery; others say that this is the place where the archery target is placed, which is a wonderful place to practice archery.Therefore, more and more people carry bows and arrows and come to the promenade to practice archery alone. It is said that Qilang has heard of this place usually, so he asked Musashi to compete here.Come and see for yourself, this is not only a good place for archery, but also a good place for martial arts competitions. Thousands of square meters of yard covered with thin snow, not a single weed can be seen.The sparse pine trees add to the solemn atmosphere of the temple. "Oh!" The doormen who arrived first were lighting a fire to keep warm. As soon as they saw Denshichiro, they immediately got up to greet him.They are Oike Jurozaemon and Ueda Ryohei. "It's cold! There's still a little time before the competition, please come and warm up before getting ready." Ryohei sat down, and Denshichiro also sat down in silence. Everything has been prepared in front of Gion Shrine.Denshichiro simmered on the fire with his hands, and wrenched his knuckles, making a creaking sound. "It's too early!" Denshichiro slowly revealed a murderous look on his smoked face. "Just now we saw a tea shop on the road." "On a snowy day like this, it should be closed already." "Knock the door and it will open! Somebody go get some wine!" "Drinking wine?" "That's right! I didn't drink... my body is so cold!" After Denshichiro finished speaking, he squatted down to warm himself by the fire. Whether it's day, night, or in the martial arts gym, the smell of alcohol on Denchiro's body has never disappeared.Tonight's martial arts contest is related to the survival of a family.Before waiting for the opponent to arrive, does wine help Denshichiro's combat effectiveness?Still unfavorable?At this moment, the wine that Chuan Qilang wanted was different from usual, so the disciples had to think carefully. Most people think that on this freezing snow day, drinking some wine will warm you up, and maybe it will be good for holding a knife. "The second young master has already said so, I'm afraid it's not easy to disobey him!" So two or three disciples ran to buy wine.After a while, the wine has been bought. "Ah! Nothing compares to this wine!" Denshichiro scalded the wine, poured it into a teacup, drank it happily, and exhaled contentedly. The people on the side were very worried that Denshichiro would drink too much and delay business as usual.However, this worry is unnecessary, Denshichiro drank much less than usual.The major event that endangered his life was in front of him. On the surface, he seemed to be calm, but in his heart he was more nervous than anyone else. At this moment, someone suddenly called out. "Hey! Musashi?" "come yet?" The people around the fire stood up immediately as if they had been kicked in the rear.The red sparks, following their sleeves, floated to the snowy sky. The black figure that appeared at the end of the long corridor of Sanjusangendo raised his hand from afar and said: "It's me! It's me!" The black shadow walked over while talking. It turned out to be an old warrior with a hunched back.His hakama is tied high, and his movements are very neat.When the disciples saw the old samurai, they told each other that it was Mr. Zaemon, that is, the old man Mibu. Mibu Genzaemon is the younger brother of the previous Yoshioka boxing champion, in other words, he is the uncle of Seijuro and Denshichiro, the sons of boxing. "Hmm! So it's Uncle Mibu! Why did you come here?" Chuan Qilang never expected that he would come here tonight, so he seemed quite surprised.Genzaemon walked to the fire. "Denchiro, do you really want to compete... Ah! After seeing you, I feel much more relieved." "I want to discuss it with my uncle." "Discussion? What are you discussing? The reputation of the Yoshioka Gate has been ruined. Your brother has become disabled. If you don't say anything or take any action, I will ask you to argue." "Don't worry! I'm different from my weak brother." "I can trust you. I don't think you will lose. To encourage you, I came here from Mibu. But, Denshichiro, you can't underestimate the enemy. The rumored Musashi is one of the best men!" "understood!" "Don't rush to win, the outcome is up to fate! In case of any accident, Genzaemon will collect the body for you." "Hahaha!" Denshichiro laughed out loud. "Uncle, come, have a glass of wine to keep out the cold." He took out the teacup. Genzaemon remained silent. After drinking a cup, he looked around at his disciples: "Why do you come here? Don't you want to draw your sword to help you? If you don't want to draw your sword to help, then leave here quickly. This is a one-on-one contest. A group of people gathered here is heavily guarded, which seems weak here. I will never allow it." This kind of thing happens. Even if you win, some people will gossip... The time for the contest is coming, retreat with me to a place far away from here!" A huge bell rang in the ears of Denshichiro and the others. It's already Xu time, and it's getting closer and closer to the agreed Xu time. "Musashi probably left home late!" Denshichiro looked around at the night, which was as bright as day, and turned over the firewood in the fire by himself. After listening to Uncle Mibu Genzaemon's words, all the disciples retreated to a distance.The black footprints they stepped on the snow are countless. Occasionally, the icicles of the Sansanjiantang wing room would fall down and make a "pop" sound, causing Denshichiro's eagle eyes to look around. At this moment, there was a man who was as agile as an eagle, stepping on the snow from the opposite woods and galloped to Denshichiro's side. He is Ota Kurobisuke, who has been monitoring Musashi's actions and is responsible for contacting and inquiring about news. The big event tonight is imminent, and this can be seen from the expression on Bingsuke's face. His feet barely touched the ground, and he came galloping out of breath: "coming!" Denchiro had noticed his return just now, and had already stood up and waited for his return.After listening to Hesuke's report, he repeated it again: "Here we come!" Subconsciously, he stomped out the burning firewood with both feet. "That kid Musashi, since he left the weaving bamboo tea house in Liujoyanagi town, although it's snowing, he walked slowly on the bull's footsteps. He has passed the stone steps of the Gion Shrine just now, and he is about to enter the shrine. .I’ll take a shortcut and hurry back, the slow-moving snail should be here soon, please get ready!” "Understood... Bingzhu!" "yes." "Go over there!" "Where are you guys?" "I don't know! You are an eyesore here, step aside!" "Oh……" Although Hesuke answered in this way, he couldn't let it go.Denshichiro stomped on the embers in the snow with both feet in high spirits, and then walked towards the wing.After watching him leave, the military assistant quickly hid under the floor of the temple in the opposite direction, and squatted in the darkness to watch what happened. There was a chilly wind blowing straight through the floor, and it was surprisingly cold.Ota Heibingsuke hugged his knees desperately, arched his back and trembled, and his two rows of teeth chattered.He tried to tell himself it was the cold, trying to cheer him up.But his whole body was still shaking like he was holding his urine, from his waist to his face. "Why haven't you come yet?" After the sky darkened, the scene outside was more vivid than during the day.Denshichiro stood about a hundred steps away from Sanjusangendo Hall, using a pine tree as a standing point, waiting eagerly for Musashi's arrival. The military assistant calculated the time, Musashi should have arrived long ago, why is there no one?The snow is still falling one after another, and the cold invades the skin.The firewood went out, and Denchiro's wine also woke up.His restless expression could be seen from a distance. what!Denchiro was taken aback. It turned out that a large stream of waterfall-like snow fell from the treetops. In this case, even for a short moment, those who wait can't bear it, and the anxiety can be imagined. Denshichiro and Ota Kurobeisuke felt the same way.Especially Bingsuke, he has to be responsible for his own report, and he has to endure the biting cold wind—"Wait a little longer", "Wait a little longer", he suppressed his anxiety, but there was still no sign of Musashi— — He couldn't hold back anymore, he came out from under the floor, and said to Denshichiro who was standing in the distance: "What happened to Musashi?" "Bingsuke, you're still there!" Denshichiro felt the same way, the two approached each other, and looked around at the snow-white surroundings. "I didn't see anyone." Denshichiro murmured: "That guy, shouldn't he escape?" Ota Kurobeisuke immediately denied Denshichiro's speculation: "No! Impossible..." He tried his best to prove what he said was true, and when he was about to speak—— "what?" Denshichiro, who was listening to Hesuke's explanation, suddenly looked to the side.They saw two people coming out of Lianhua Wangyuan. A monk was walking in front with a candle in his hand, followed by another person. The two men opened the door and stood at one end of the long corridor of the Sansanjian Hall, talking in a low voice. "After nightfall, the doors and windows in the temple are closed, so I don't know. However, at dusk, there are indeed a few warriors who light a fire nearby to keep warm. Maybe they are the people you are looking for. However, they have disappeared now. gone." This is what the monk said. The man following behind bowed politely in thanks: "Ah! Thank you for bringing me here. I'm really sorry for delaying your rest time... There are two people standing under the tree over there. Maybe they are the people waiting for me at Lianhuawangyuan." "Then, go and have a look!" "You can just take me here, please go back!" "Did you make an appointment to come here to see the snow scene?" The man smiled and replied: "yes!" The monk extinguished the candle in his hand: "With all due respect, if you light a fire near the wing to keep warm as you did just now, please pay attention to see if all the embers are extinguished." "I see." "Then I take my leave!" The monk closed the door and went straight to the backyard. The one who stayed stood still, staring at where Denshichiro was. "Bingsuke, who is that?" "From the monastery." "It doesn't look like someone from a monastery!" "strangeness?" The two of them walked about twenty steps in the direction of Sanjusangendo at the same time. The black shadow standing at the other end of the corridor also moved, and stopped when it reached the center of the corridor.The end of his leather shoulder strap was fastened securely to his left sleeve.Before the two could see each other clearly, they moved forward without vigilance.But then their feet on the snow suddenly became stiff and they couldn't move. After the two of them took two or three deep breaths, Denshichiro suddenly yelled: "Ah! Musashi!" The two stared at each other.Musashi!When Denshichiro made the first sound, Musashi already had an absolute advantage over Denshichiro. why?Because Musashi was standing in the corridor several feet higher than the enemy, but Denshichiro was standing on the ground, just in front of the enemy. Not only that, behind Musashi is absolutely safe.Because his back was facing the long wall of Sanjusangendo.If the enemy attacks from both sides, not only the height of the corridor can be used as a defensive barrier, but also, without any worries, he can concentrate and go all out. On the contrary, behind Denshichiro is the endless open space and wind and snow.Even though he knew that Musashi didn't bring the killer, but with his back facing the vast open space, he absolutely couldn't concentrate on fighting the enemy without fear. Fortunately, Ota Heihei was by his side. Denshichiro waved his sleeves: "Bingzhu, retreat! Step aside!" Instead of letting the soldiers help, it is better to ask him to step aside and watch the wind, and it is more appropriate for him and Musashi to have a one-on-one contest. Musashi asked: "Is it okay?" His tone was cold and his expression was as calm as still water. After Denshichiro met Musashi face to face, he cursed secretly in his heart: "It's you!" He couldn't help feeling disgusted.One is because of the resentment of being humiliated by the siblings, and the other is because Musashi is the rumored brave man.Also, in his mind, he preconceived that Musashi was just a swordsman born in a poor village in Nomura. "shut up!" Denshichiro replied naturally: "What do you mean by 'is it ready?'? Musashi, you are already past nine." "You didn't promise to arrive at nine o'clock sharp!" "Stop quibbling! I've been here waiting for you a long time ago. Come down!" Chuanchiro's position is relatively unfavorable, and he can't go all out, so he dare not underestimate the enemy. Naturally, he should say this to lure the enemy to the ground. "Now--" Musashi only replied softly, as if he had seized the opportunity. After Denshichiro saw Musashi, the cells in his body became active.However, before Musashi met Denshichiro, he had entered the state of preparation for battle long ago, so it is said that Musashi seized the opportunity. This can be proved by his layout.He went to the monastery first to bother the monks who were resting, and instead of going through the wide courtyard, he chose to come along the corridor. When he walked up the stone steps of Gion, he must have seen many footprints in the snow.So he had an idea, after the group of people behind him left, he obviously wanted to go to the back of Lianhuawang courtyard, but deliberately entered the courtyard through the main entrance. He asked the monks about the situation here after nightfall, and drank tea to keep warm, and did not appear in front of the enemy until the agreed time. This is the first move, and now facing Denshichiro's provocation, it is time to play the second move.Responding to the request of the other party and facing the enemy is a tactic.And grasping the mastery and creating opportunities is another tactic.The key to victory or defeat is like the shadow of the moon reflected in the water.Too much trust in one's own reason or strength is like trying to fish for the moon, but it is easy to drown and sacrifice one's life. "You're already late, aren't you ready? This is not suitable for martial arts competitions." Facing the restless Denshichiro, Musashi remained calm and steady: "I'm coming down now." "Anger is the mother of failure", Denshichiro is not ignorant of this truth.But seeing Musashi's arrogant attitude, he didn't know where his usual practice went. "Come here! Go to the square! Tell each other names, and have a brave fight. I, Denshichiro Yoshioka, despise those who are tolerant and cowardly—people who are timid before the competition are not qualified to stand in front of Denshichiro. Hurry up." Come down from there!" He yelled and cursed, and Musashi just grinned. "Denshichiro Yoshioka, I cut you in half as early as last spring. Meeting again today is the second time I took your life." "What nonsense are you talking about! When? Where?" "Yagyuso of Yamato Kingdom." "Yamato?" "In the bathhouse of a cotton house hotel." "Ah! At that time?" "In the bathhouse, neither of us held a weapon, but I looked at you with my eyes and weighed in my heart: Can I kill the man in front of me? Later, I killed you cleanly with my eyes. But you have nothing Reaction. If you say in front of people who don’t know what’s going on, that you use your sword to stand in the rivers and lakes, they may believe it. But if you say the same in front of Musashi, I will not stop laughing.” "I thought you were going to say something! It's the stupidest nonsense. It's funny, though. It's time to wake up from your narcissistic dreams! Come on, get down there!" "Denchiro! Do you want to use a wooden sword or a real sword?" "You didn't bring a wooden sword, what are you talking about! Do you want to fight with a real sword?" "If the opponent wishes to compete with a wooden sword, I will seize the opponent's wooden sword and then kill the enemy." "It's crazy!" "So……" "Hey!" Denshichiro drew a diagonal line about two and a half meters on the snow with his heel, signaling for Musashi to pass.However, Musashi walked a distance of three to five meters to the side in the corridor before walking onto the snow. Then, the two left the corridor for about twenty meters at the same time.Denshichiro couldn't wait any longer. In order to put pressure on the opponent, he took a sharp drink, and the long knife that matched his physique made a small sound, and swept towards the place where Musashi was standing. Although the landing point is correct, it may not be able to cut the enemy into two pieces.The speed of the opponent's movement is far faster and more accurate than the speed of the knife, no!Even faster than the speed of movement, Musashi had already revealed a white blade from under his ribs. I saw two white lights flickering non-stop in the universe.In comparison, the snow falling from the sky seemed a little slow. The speed of a sword is like a musical scale, divided into breaking, fast and slow.If you add the wind speed, it becomes "urgent"; the white snow rolled up on the ground is like a whirlwind, and it becomes "broken"; finally, it falls quietly like white goose feathers, which is "slow". "..." "..." The moment Musashi and Denshichiro pulled out their weapons from their scabbards, they also waved their swords at the same time.For a moment, swords and swords danced between the two, and it seemed that someone would definitely be injured.Then, the heels of the two raised snowflakes, and both of them took a step back. When they took a closer look, they were both in good condition, and there was not a drop of blood on the snow. It was unbelievable! "..." "..." Then, the two blades kept a distance of nine feet. The snowflakes accumulated on Denshichiro's eyebrows melted into snow water and flowed from his eyelashes to his eyes. He frowned, blinked, and then opened his eyes wide.His protruding eye sockets are like the damper of a furnace; his lips try to calmly cooperate with his breathing, in fact, his whole body is like a hot ball of fire in a furnace. Chuan Qilang regretted it as soon as he fought against the enemy: "It's over! Why did I adopt the confrontation method today? Why can't I hold my sword high and slash at the opponent like usual?" Denshichiro's mind was full of regret and annoyance.He couldn't think calmly as usual.He felt the blood vessels in his body make a sound of "Boom! Boom!", as if he had the ability to think.Hair, eyebrows, and body hair stand on end.Stretched from head to toe, all in readiness for battle. Denshichiro knew very well that he was not good at confronting the enemy with a knife.Every time I want to raise my elbow to stab the opponent, I can't raise the tip of the knife. Because Musashi had already waited for the opportunity to move. When Musashi stared at the opponent with the knife, his elbows were relaxed.Denshichiro bent his elbow hard, making a crackling sound.Musashi's elbows, on the other hand, remain soft and can move freely at any time.Moreover, Denshichiro's sword kept changing its position; on the contrary, Musashi's sword did not move at all, so that a thin layer of white snow accumulated from the back of the sword to the guard. Musashi prayed to find the opponent's flaws, looked for the opponent's gaps, counted the opponent's breath, and thought that he must defeat the opponent.He secretly called: Hachiman God!This is a battle of life and death. Such thoughts flashed clearly in his mind.And the opponent, Denshiro, has been pressing towards him like a huge boulder. This was the first time Musashi felt this oppressive feeling, and he thought to himself: "The enemy is better than me!" In Koyanagiyu Castle, when surrounded by four students, he also felt the same inferiority complex.When he faced the orthodox swordsmanship of Yagyu-ryu or Yoshioka, he felt that his swordsmanship was "wild type" and had no rules at all. Denshichiro's swordsmanship is indeed the ancestor of Yoshioka boxing who spent his whole life researching it.There is complexity in simplicity, and rigor in boldness.Just strength and spirit, there is no flaw at all. However, Musashi's swordsmanship seemed to be only half-baked, which made him dare not strike recklessly. Of course, Musashi was not foolhardy. He couldn't use the wildling swordsmanship he was proud of.He could hardly believe that he couldn't find a chance to make a shot.Because the conservative defense alone had made him breathless. He kept thinking in his heart: "Find his flaws!" His eyes were bloodshot. "Hachiman God!" He prayed for victory. "We must win!" Anxiety and anxiety suddenly came to my heart. Usually most people will be involved in the vortex of thoughts at this juncture, causing them to sink and drown in embarrassment.However, Musashi had no intention of jumping out of it.He realized that thinking like that was only putting him in danger.This is his experience of struggling from the edge of life and death several times.He woke up immediately. "..." "..." The two sides were still facing each other, and the white snow accumulated on Musashi's hair and on Denshichiro's shoulders. "..." "..." At this moment, Musashi could no longer see the rock-like enemy, nor could he see himself.To achieve this state, you must get rid of the idea of ​​wanting to win. Between Denshichiro and himself about nine feet away, white snow drifted quietly. ——My heart is as light as white snow, and my body is as wide as space; the world is me, and I am the world.Although Musashi exists, Musashi's body no longer exists. I don't know when Chuan Qilang has taken a few steps forward, narrowing the space for the snow.Suddenly Musashi's will reached the tip of the sword. "Wow!" Musashi's sword swept to the back, cut off the head of Ota Heisuke behind him, and made a "cha" sound, like cutting a red bean bag. A will-o'-the-wisp's head rolled from behind Musashi to Denshichiro.At this moment, Musashi suddenly jumped and attacked the enemy's chest. "Ah-uh!" Chuanchiro's scream pierced through the silence around him.The cry pierced through the universe, like a balloon bursting halfway through.The huge body staggered a few steps back and fell into the snowflakes. Chuanchiro was miserable, curled up, buried his face in the snow and moaned: "Wait, wait a minute!" But Musashi was no longer with him. It was the crowd in the distance who answered his words. "what!" "Second young master!" "No, it's terrible!" "Come on, come on!" clatter!clatter!clatter!Like the rising tide of sea water, many black shadows came rushing across the snow. This group was none other than Yoshioka's relative, Mibu Genzaemon, and other disciples. They had been staying far away, waiting for the outcome with optimism. "Ah! Ota Kuro is dead too." "Second young master!" "Denshichiro!" No matter how you call or give first aid, there is no way to recover. Ota Kurohesuke was slashed horizontally from the right ear to the mouth, while Denshichiro was slashed by Musashi from the top of the head to the bridge of the nose, cheeks and cheekbones. Both were fatally shot. "I said a long time ago that this is the only way to underestimate the enemy. Chuan, Chuanqiro, this, this Chuanchi..." Uncle Mibu Genzaemon hugged his nephew's body, mourning endlessly. After a while, the white snow has been dyed pink.The old man Mibuyuan had put his whole heart on the dead just now, but now he came back to his senses and began to blame other people. "Where is the opponent?" It wasn't that the others were not looking for their opponents, but no matter how hard they searched, they couldn't find Musashi. "not here." "It's gone." Everyone answered in this way. Genzaemon was very annoyed, he gritted his teeth: "Why aren't you here?" "Before we ran over, we clearly saw a figure standing here! Could it be that he flew with his wings? Hmph! Not only the Yoshioka clan, but also my face will not be honored if this revenge is not avenged!" At this time, some of the disciples said "Ah" and pointed with their fingers. Although the voice was from one of our own people, everyone took a step back in fright and looked in the direction of the man's finger. "Musashi!" "Oh! Is it him?" "Ok……" Suddenly, there was a dead silence all around.Compared with the tranquility of no man's land, this kind of dead silence among the crowd is full of ghostly atmosphere, which makes people feel fearful.Everyone's mind was blank, showing a vacuum state, staring blankly at the things in front of them, completely unable to think and judge. It turned out that after Musashi defeated Denshichiro, he had been standing under the nearest wing. Next - With his back to the wall, staring ahead, he slowly walked sideways towards the west side of the Sanjusangendo Hall, and did not stop until he was in the middle. He faced the crowd and asked secretly in his heart: "Will you come after me?" Unable to see that they would take action, Musashi headed north and disappeared at Renka-o-in.