Chapter 138

"My name..."

Wu Ming was depressed for a while. It was a real war of fame. Unfortunately, he was not clean, but his face looked disdainful: "you don't deserve to hear about it..."

Sure enough, as soon as he heard this, the insulted color appeared in the eyes of the opposite Nagasawa zuoweimen, but his face became more and more cold and motionless.

During the duel between the warriors, all kinds of tactics are used. This simple verbal provocation can only make him feel more and more calm at the same time.

Without this kind of practice, he would not have lived until now.

Two people slowly look at each other, a kind of cold and fierce atmosphere, began to cover around, make five Lang forehead cold sweat again.

I don't know how long I've been waiting. Hasegawa shouts and cuts it out with one sword!

Ding!

A flash of thunder and fire flashed on Wu Ming's sword.

Swords intersect and make a clear sound. In a moment, a cloud of blood emerges from the body of Hasegawa zuoweimen.

"What kind of swordsmanship is this?"

He fell to the ground, but his eyes showed a pure color of seeking knowledge.

"No name... If you have to choose one, it's Fenglei jianliu..."

Wu Ming slowly retracts his sword into the scabbard. In terms of real martial arts, he is no more than Waigang, but he is equivalent to a master of extreme change.

It's a pity that I combined the five thunder runes with Kendo, and hit with wind and thunder. The power of Dao and martial arts can reach level 3. This warrior is not unjust!

"Fenglei sword... Unfortunately... I failed in my studies..."

Hasegawa zuoweimen mouth spills blood foam, on this breath.

"Let's go!"

Wu Ming throws down a silver sentence and immediately pulls Wulang away.

Although there are provisions, the fair duel between warriors is protected by law, and killing people in the city will not be charged.

Of course, after the event, people's relatives and friends are not concerned about seeking revenge.

Naturally, Wu Ming is not afraid of the revenge behind Hasegawa, but the crux of the problem is that he is not a warrior at all!!!

If it's blocked, is it all the way out? If the impact is too great, the plan will be in vain.

"Identity! The most urgent thing is to get an identity! "

Wu Ming pulls Wu Lang into the corner of the alley and looks at the small soldiers running by. However, he is depressed.

……

"Let's go!"

Although he killed people, after turning two blocks, Wu Ming was still calm.

Even on the moon white Samurai clothes, there was no blood.

At this time also let five Lang, take him to the commercial town, into a leather shop.

The door of the shop is open. It's very bright inside. There are made furs hanging on the walls around. Behind the shop, there is a small workshop. More than a dozen fenggong people are working hard, as if they are doing enough work to sew armor.

"Kan Ben Lang! Kanmoto

Wulang saw a young looking fenggong who was less than 20 years old. He immediately went up and said, "long time no see!"

"Well, it's Wulang!"

"What's the matter?" he said

"I brought an adult to sell a fur. Come and have a look..."

After all, kanmoto, a friend of mine, has been a fenggong for a long time. Recently, it is said that he will be promoted, which immediately makes him feel jealous.

"Oh?"

Kanmoto was surprised. When he came to the store, he saw Wu Ming, his Samurai clothes and Tai Dao. Before he saw the goods, he just saluted solemnly

"Your honor, I'm sorry that I can't entertain you. I'll go to the chief fan right away."

"Well!"

Wu Ming nodded noncommittally. He didn't expect people Wulang could know. Now it seems that he is just a low-level worker, but now he has to send some people at the store manager level to entertain him.

"Ah... This is the best bear skin!"

The manager of the store, or the manager of the store, was a middle-aged man with a little baldness and a kind face. When he saw the fur, he was dull: "what kind of strength do you need to kill such a huge bear?"

"How?"

Wu Ming was sitting on the tatami at this time, but he was not in a hurry, and let the other side examine it over and over again.

"Dear warrior, your fur is worth at least twenty, no, thirty!"

The middle-aged fan Chang didn't say a word. He already knew that the fur was peeled off from the wind devil hall. Such a powerful monster's skin is very popular, no matter the name of the martial family, or those divine officials and Yin Yang families. It can be sold to at least 50 Guan!

"Thirty Guan, um... That's it. There's one more thing..."

Just as Wu Ming wanted to say this, he saw a fenggong rushing in and whispering in fan Chang's ear.

"My master, I want to see you!"

After hearing this, his face changed even more, but he held his hands on the ground and knelt down solemnly and said, "please do appreciate me!"

"Oh? Then go

This kind of big businessman often has the shadow of big name and other forces, and has a great influence, Wu Ming said immediately.

Led by fan Chang, they left the commercial town and went outside a house.

"This is the host's guest!"

The courtyard was quite large, and there were two guards inside, which made Wu Ming's evaluation rise a little.

"Wulang, wait here!"

Immediately, under the leadership of fan Chang, he walked into the gate. Wulang behind him could only gaze at the scene with envious eyes.

On the tatami in the hall, a businessman in a black kimono, tasting tea, was already waiting.

Seeing Wu Ming, his eyes brightened. He got up and bowed to his body and said, "my name is longto endo. I'm the Royal merchant who serves the Yamada family."

"I'm a prodigal now. As for my name, I wish I could help you!"

Wu Ming's reply obviously changed NATO's face.

"Is such a powerful swordsman without Samurai blood?"

In this world, there is little hope for the promotion of civilians, farmers, or the lower class, but it is not without them.

For example, if Wulang learns real swordsmanship and takes refuge in Daming, he will be promoted to a warrior.

Endo obviously regards Wu Ming as the lucky one who has won the military force. However, the previous news, as well as the proof of the wind devil palace, is still enough to win his respect.

"Sit down, please!"

They knelt down on the tatami and sat down. On the tea table in front of them, there was a dark red tea set.

Just as he wanted to say something, he suddenly held his breath, and a look of shock and disbelief appeared on his face.

"How about a cup of tea first?"

Wu Ming asked with a faint smile. His face turned solemn and he took the tea set.

Just for a moment, a sense of the unity of heaven, earth and man, full of mysterious Zen, filled the room.

Seeing that Wu Ming's eyes were transparent and clear, NATO lungchang cooked and stirred tea in an orderly way. His action was like flowing water, so he could not help muttering: "sit and forget?"

It is said in the great master of Zhuangzi that "to lose one's body, to dethrone one's intelligence, and to get rid of one's form is the same as Datong, which is called sitting and forgetting."

In the tea ceremony, it refers to a kind of "to the virtual extreme, to keep quiet" method.

When drinking and cooking tea, one's mind is as careful as water, reaching the mental state of "clearing the heart and taste the image", "conforming to nature" and "accepting all things". So as to return to simplicity, to liberate one's mind completely, to get the mysterious meaning of quietness, tranquility, loneliness and inaction, as if one were integrated with the universe and sublimated to the realm of "understanding me"!

But this kind of tea ceremony can already be called a great master. Even the well-informed self, who has traveled the whole mainland, has only seen it once in jiecho. How can it appear in front of the young people now?

"Please

At this time, the first bowl of tea has been placed in front of us.

"Excuse me for being rude!"

NATO Longchang wiped his eyes and bathed in the meaning of emptiness and mystery with a pilgrimage attitude.

The entrance of tea fragrance seems to turn into a cold straight line, straight into the abdomen, making it seem that every pore is opened, and human and Zen are integrated into one.

The second bowl of tea, however, with warmth, unconsciously drew him back from his previous state and realized the joy of life.

But the third bowl of tea is only a small one, with boiling hot, finally make his mind completely back to the body.

"Sheng? Death? human world? This is the tea that contains the samurai's way of life and death... "

NATO Long Chang surprised way.

By this time, his previous guess had been completely overturned.

An ordinary countryman, even though he can be trained to be extremely brave, can never learn the elegance and essence contained in his bones.

"This adult... Is he the descendant of a failed Gongqing?"

This kind of thought immediately appeared in his mind, and he did not dare to neglect Wu Ming any more.

"I don't know what's the plan of xingzhizhu?"

Naito Longchang holds the ground with both hands and asks in a respectful and modest manner.

"What are you going to do? I'm traveling around now. I'll help the villagers fight against demons and ghosts and get paid for it! "

Wu Ming said casually: "when you travel in chuyun country, maybe you will go south and have a look in the South..."

"In that case..."

"How about becoming an official? My Lord hushenggong, there are 12000 stones high! He is also a famous vassal in chuyun junior high school. He will definitely welcome young talents like you. Even family name and Zhixing are not dreams... Maybe it's difficult to give Zhixing at first, but it's not impossible to discuss... "

"Mr. Longchang, don't say it!"

Wu Ming waved his hand and looked at the big businessman in front of him.

Obviously, the other party really wants to win over himself for the master. Is this the so-called loyal minister?

"I'm really sorry, I don't mean to be an official!"

Although he may be granted family name and knowledge and behavior immediately when he really joined the Tianjia family in Shanshan, he was also restricted greatly, and naturally Wu Ming would not agree.

"Ah! What a pity... "

Hato's disappointment is beyond expression（ (to be continued.)