Chapter 137

The next day, early in the morning.

After a night's rest, Wu Ming took Wulang and set out on his way in the farewell of the photon family.

"My Lord, the city is in the East. Maybe it will go all the way to the afternoon, but the photon has already prepared a rice ball with prunes in it..."

Wulang Zhen touched her arms with a happy expression.

On his back, he was also carrying black bear fur, which had been preliminarily treated overnight, and was covered with linen.

"Such a precious thing, if it is exposed, will certainly attract robbers and thieves!"

Thinking of what the photon family said last night, Wu mingman has a silent expression.

Then he looked at the mound on the opposite side, and without saying anything, he went straight with Wulang.

……

"Father! It's the wild warrior who won the wind devil hall! "

Not far away on the mound, two people came down. They were a father and son, dressed in patterned Samurai clothes, with a sword hanging from his waist.

The young man said to the middle-aged warrior.

"Well... He's really a powerful warrior. At that moment, he definitely found us..."

The middle-aged warrior said, slightly afraid.

As a survival from the battlefield, he has an extraordinary perception and a deep understanding of the terror of those powerful warriors and swordsmen: "most of the wild warriors are irascible and easy to cause trouble, so it is my duty to protect the peace of this village! Fortunately, he is not that kind of person... "

As the only warrior in the village, in fact, the middle-aged people almost automatically assume the post of village head.

What Wu Ming did yesterday naturally made him dissatisfied.

Such wild warriors and ronins are often the source of disturbing public order.

But fortunately, the other side is quite disciplined, and now has left, the middle-aged warrior has no intention of making enemies.

"The most important thing is... If you really do it, he will surely be able to kill us..."

The middle-aged warrior looked at the end of the road, the disappearing figure, and silently added a word in his heart.

……

It's a small town.

To tell you the truth, Wu Ming was disappointed when he saw him for the first time.

After all, the low city walls and sparse population are quite different from those of Yunping County in Dazhou.

"But... It's easy to defend and hard to attack if the city is built on the top of the mountain, which is enough to show the chaos of the situation..."

Entering the city with Wulang, Wu Ming lamented.

Along the way, he met three or four waves of robbers in a row. Some of them even couldn't be frightened by their warrior clothes and swords. They were savages who wanted to hunt him as a warrior.

Although the results are all cleaned up by him, but also a waste of time.

The previous village, the robbers on the road, and the marshland city built on the top of the mountain all made him deeply realize that this cloud country is in a terrible mess!

"My Lord! I know Feng Gong from a big businessman's family. He can sell bearskin at a good price! "

In Wu Ming's opinion, it's very simple, but Wulang is looking excitedly at the streets and shops on both sides of the city and says in an excited voice.

"Don't worry about this... Let's go to eat and drink some wine first!"

Wu Ming pointed to the tavern in front of him and said with a smile.

Actually, there is nothing to care about whether to sell bearskin or not. Instead, this kind of place is the most convenient place for information exchange, so he has to go.

At this time, there were not many people in the wine house, but Wu Ming sat down and asked for a pot of sake, a dish of pickled radish and a dish of dried fish.

It's not that I don't want more, but that I can see. That's all.

The sake tasted a little light, but it was OK. Wu Ming drank it slowly and listened carefully to the conversation around him.

"Recently, I heard that there was friction between the real Tian family and the Kurosawa family, and they have begun to summon warriors, isn't it true?"

On the next table, a ronin said.

"Really, a crusade order has been issued. It's said that the Zhentian family has invited Yin Yang scholars to do divination, and they will surely win a great victory!"

Another companion said in a low voice: "and the Kurosawa family is also related to the Daochang of yidaoliu. It's said that they want to lend Jiansheng. That's a terrible swordsman with the power of several people!"

"If only these two families could recruit other ronins, maybe they could make contributions and be awarded Zhixing..."

At this point, the two ronins just sigh.

For this kind of wild warrior, the most interesting thing is to be able to become an official, establish meritorious service, and obtain knowledge and practice.

Next, there was the news that some mountain or a mansion was haunted, and that the Yin Yang master and the divine officer were invited to retreat, which also moved Wu Ming's mind.

Suddenly know this Fusang world, demons and ghosts coexist, not only chaos outside the city, even the city is not necessarily safe.

It is also very common for warriors, swordsmen, even Yin Yang masters and Shenguan groups to expel demons and ghosts.

In the city, there are Taoist temples and shrines, in which swordsmen and deities are of high status, and even famous for expelling big monsters and obtaining Daming Andu state and Zhixing fiefdom.

"Most of the warriors practice bow and horse, but some of them go to the Daochang to practice Kendo..."

"Swordsman, Yin Yang master, Shenguan... Of course, maybe Ninja... Is this the power system of Fusang world?"

Wu Ming sipped a sip of sake, and a lot of information kept gathering in his heart, gradually deepening his understanding of the world.

"My Lord!"

At this time, the opposite Wulang drink too much wine, face slightly red, suddenly called, voice so high, even other people are scared: "please let me follow you!"

He said with the most solemn expression.

"Oh? You want to be my courtier? But I'm just a ronin... What's the good of following me? "

Wu Ming played with the wine and asked with a smile.

"Because I want to be a warrior! Please teach me the art of war

Wulang spoke out his thoughts hidden in his heart.

"Ha ha... What did I hear? A civilian wants to be a warrior?"

The whole tavern, suddenly quiet, immediately burst into laughter.

A drunk ronin came over and touched Wulang's hair: "are you a big fool? The farmer's son, he should go to the fields obediently

Then he gave Wu Ming a provocative glance, especially looking at his moon white Samurai uniform and the sword around his waist, with a trace of greed on his face.

"The way of samurai is bound to be accompanied by killing and death. Life is like cherry blossoms in the wind. It will float away at any time. Do you have such awareness?"

Wu Ming drank all the wine and said, staring into Wu Lang's eyes. Suddenly, a cold momentum came out of his body.

"I... I..."

Wulang was stunned, and his cold sweat came down from his forehead. He felt a great terror coming. He tightly grasped his heart and made him speechless.

Bang!

The drunken warrior who provoked him stepped back several steps and fell to the ground in embarrassment. He did not dare to see Wu Ming any more and ran away.

"This is a ronin with powerful swordsmanship and murderous spirit!"

In an instant, all the people living in the wine house had an idea in their mind. Looking at Wu Ming, they were frightened and worshipped.

No matter when and where they are, those who can deprive others of the same kind of life will surely be awed.

"It seems that you haven't realized it yet... I'm sorry!"

Wu Ming looked at Wulang who couldn't speak for a long time and said it in a calm voice.

"Samurai life is like cherry blossom in the wind, OK! Good

At this time, on another table, a young warrior sitting alone suddenly stood up, drank all the wine in his glass, and came to Wu Ming: "samurai, pull out your sword, and then give your name!"

"Are you going to fight me?"

Wu Ming's eyes narrowed slightly.

This young warrior gives him a different feeling from the rest of the people in the wine house. He seems to have a very sharp breath. He is a strong man specializing in kendo.

At this time, we can see the qi movement. The inner movement is pure white. It's obvious that he is a strong man of the second level.

At his age, he's a genius!

"That's right. My name is Hasegawa zuoweimen. I'm learning wunianliu swordsmanship. I'm practicing Dao Shou now. With your murderous spirit, I can be my opponent!"

The young swordsman said aloud.

When he heard this, the drinkers, who had been avoiding the scene, exclaimed: "he's a swordsman who can't be allowed to pass on! At his age, he will become a famous swordsman in the future

Although there are many genres of Kendo in this world, the classification is the same.

At the beginning, only apprentices, called Jiansheng, were worshipped in the Taoist school, which was equivalent to the first level designated by Wu Ming.

The so-called "exemption" means learning all the skills of a particular school and getting the qualification to tell others the name of their own school. This kind of swordsman, known as "swordsman", can compete with several or even more than ten warriors with one sword, and even fight against demons and ghosts alone. He is a talent that celebrities have to recruit. In Wu Ming's classification, he is a second-class master.

As for the "swordsman" in the back? This is equivalent to the existence of a great master of martial arts, level 3 master! It is famous enough to move a country, so that the great masters of the country should be respectful.

Of course, Wu Ming is still not clear about this division, but the result of the eye of heaven, as well as his own feelings, clearly told him that the cultivation of the sword of zuowimen Hasegawa is better than his martial arts.

"It seems that Fusang's swordsmanship has something to recommend. This swordsman, who has all the privileges, is as good as the nine weight of the body of Da Zhou. He's an extremely changed master... The bear spirit of the wind devil hall can't stop him!"

Wu Ming thought faintly in his heart, pushed Wulang away and pulled out the samurai sword.

This is not a peaceful time. Once he refuses to fight, his reputation will be ruined completely. On the one hand, the other side will ignore him and kill him directly.

Wu Ming is deeply aware of the murderous spirit of the other party.

"Ronin... Name you!"

Hasegawa zuoweimen, holding a knife in both hands, said in a deep voice（ (to be continued.)