Shape of the Wind – Volume Meteorite Chapter 5: Blue Blood God Needle

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The schedule for the second day of the Siamese martial arts competition on April 2, 566, El Tienno calendar. Because of the commotion the previous day, there was a strange sense of solemnity among the contestants. No one knew. Will there be any amazing masters in today's game?

However, in Gengoro's estimation, this is extremely unlikely, because special cases that are out of series like Lancelow do not happen so casually.

Lancelow and Hua Ruohong are both determined to advance. Before April 4th, there should be nothing else to do except for practicing behind closed doors, but the two went to the arena by appointment. Not to observe the remaining opponents, but their companions, were queued into today's preliminaries.

If it's Hanajiro or Gengoro, this competition is not scary at all, but at this moment Lancelot can't help but wonder, letting a snowman with almost zero martial arts come to the competition, isn't it just waiting for the body to be collected?

Maybe the **** war division who planned the crowd's action has other plans! Ten days ago, when he and Hua Ruohong were under the harsh supervision of Hanajiro to learn martial arts, Gengoro seemed to take Yuxue somewhere for secret training. The content is unknown, but the screams of killing pigs and a series of explosions faintly heard from a distance always make the listener shudder. It is hard to imagine the terrifying training the poor Snowman is undergoing.

When we met at dinner, I saw Gengoro smiling and full of confidence, while the Snowman was incomplete, as if he had been trampled by the rushing beasts, but when Gengoro replied the curse, he forced it to heal, and even tried to escape. There was no reason for him. Soon after the meal, he was dragged by his collar to go for special training. Hearing the hoarse wailing, Hua Ruohong, who couldn't figure out the situation, heartily praised that the ninja really couldn't bear it.

"Hey! As the boss, don't you want to share the joys and sorrows? Brothers call it like this, you can still eat!"

"Your brain is sick! I was talking about cooking together, so the fourth child is having difficulties. The best thing we should do is to toast and eat here, so as not to violate our oath, toast!"

"...I despise your unethical indecent deeds, but this time, I agree with you privately. Let's have another drink!"

The well-known Lancelot and Hanajiro secretly exchanged such conversations. After that, they silently toasted to celebrate. Fortunately, they did not become Xuetes’ classmates and were poisoned by cold-blooded teachers.

Anyway, the acceptance time of hard special training is at this time. With an uneasy mood, Lancelow, the boss, came to the scene dressed up in black, staring at the newly built arena, paying attention to the big and small movements, but unexpectedly found that he had also become the target of others' attention.

Not the scornful gaze like yesterday, when you show enough strength, weird dressing becomes an attractive and unique style.

Awe, curiosity, fear, jealousy... eyes projected from all directions, Lancelow, who became the focus of attention, felt a kind of vain sense of vanity for the first time. But when he noticed that several gazes from several VIP stands had moved to this place, there was a warning in his heart.

It’s not bad to be noticed, but it’s worth being cautious to be a target. This alertness Lancelow did not neglect. For this reason, he snorted, walked to the corner of the audience stand and sat down in a low-key manner, and stayed with Hua Ruohong. Some distance.

As if affirming the effect of the special training, Gengoro did not attend, and Hanajiro seemed to be out all night. As soon as he returned to the house in the early hours of the morning, he fell asleep on the grounds of supplementary sleep.

It didn't take long for today's third game. The referee sounded the gong representing the start of the game. The 100 participants in the third game each looked for a suitable opponent. Lancelow quickly found snow in the crowd.

According to the inevitable rules that do not need to be added, the Snowman is not allowed to participate, so Gengoro helped him to cover his eyes and ears with a special method, so that outsiders could not see it.

"Kill!"

"Kill!"

Amidst the shouts of killing, hundreds of people on the stage are facing each other. This experience Lancelow and Hua Ruohong are not unfamiliar, and they all saw that after Yuxue looked around, he ran towards a man with a sword. , It seemed that he was going to attack him on the back, but the man found out first and turned back to counterattack.

What life-saving tricks did Gengoro teach? Lancelow was very curious, and wanted to see what magical technique Yuxue used to turn things around, but unexpectedly, he saw the big canopy splashing out like a fountain of blood, and the snowman's body swayed, and his shoulders cracked for a long time. Scars.

"You... you actually used the innate sword energy... to kill me..." The Snowman rolled his eyes and said hurriedly: "Good sword technique!" Then he turned over and fell to the ground, lying on the side with his limbs wide open. in.

"Mai...Senior, senior, senior Guizang was killed, how could he be killed?" Hua Ruohong, panicked, rushed to grab Lancelow's sleeve and asked fiercely. The latter's mind was also blank, but the one who was really inexplicable was the assailant wielding the knife.

(Odd...Weird! My sword obviously didn't touch him! Why did he die? Difficult...Is it because I am a genius, and my martial arts suddenly advanced, so the innate sword spirit is not urged to send it? Ah! !) He couldn't find the answer to this question, because in the fierce battle arena, people are not allowed to think in a daze, especially a fool.

That "ah" was a scream of someone secretly slashing him away. The fallen corpse was pressed against the snowman who died tragically with his tongue, and Yuxue, who secretly opened his eyes, dialed it with his hand. open.

Lancelow witnessed all this, his heart turned into a smile, and then he saw snow in the cover of a pile of corpses, like an inconspicuous maggot, slowly wriggling, quietly approaching his side to fight fiercely. The contenders secretly touched their heels and legs, and those people immediately fell to the ground, foaming at the mouth, and lost consciousness.

Some people were shocked by the sudden defeat of their opponents, but they were taken advantage of by the "maggot killer" who crawled closer, stabbed the needle in the middle of their feet, and synchronized their opponents' footsteps.

Youxue's movements are secretive, and the clothes she wears are even more mysterious, playing the concealment role of protective colors. Obviously Gengoro has formulated such a strategy long ago.

In this way, more and more people fell to the ground, and the speed was several times more than the previous fights.

Finally, when a knight with a lightsaber defeated his opponent and looked around, he was the only one standing, and when he was so excited that he was about to cry out for victory, his legs tingled suddenly, and he immediately passed out with his eyes stretched out and his eyes fainted. After that, Yuxue, who became the victor of course, slowly stood up from the ground.

"I won, I am the winner of this game!"

I probably want to get some applause for this announcement! But when the audience woke up from the sudden change of consternation and understood Yuxue's tactics, Rulei's curse immediately sounded in the audience.

"Despicable Dwarf!"

"You are so shameless! Use these dirty steps!"

"The shame of the martial artist, this is also considered a martial arts contest? You are here to cheat the marriage!"

Amidst the screams of the audience, peels, confetti, rocks, mud... were thrown by angry people into the ring, and even some people were so popular that they threw swords and weapons, trying to slash the despicable dwarf. Into eighteen paragraphs.

"Senior Mai, Mai, Senior Guizang is not too despicable? Why does he use this method?" Hua Ruohong, shocked by the despicable behavior of the Snowman, pushed Lancelow. , Asked anxiously, purely in terms of spirit, this young man may be the most chivalrous person in their group.

Lancelow rolled his eyes, completely blank, unable to answer half a word. A lowly martial arts snowman, wanting to win victory, of course, can only use ill-conceived methods, but how can he explain to Hua Ruohong that the four knights of the white night with noble morals will do this kind of vulgarity in the fight. Behavior?

"No, on the contrary, Onizou is the holiest Templar knight I know."

Just in between the two people's consternation, Gengoro, who was more elegant than any beauty in the world, came quietly with a soft and pleasant voice. Facing Hua Ruohong, he spoke very solemnly and solemnly.

"Brother Ruohong, things can't just look at the appearance, listen to me and tell you slowly." As if he knew the doubts in the hearts of the two, Gengoro said with a solemn expression on his face.

"In this world, the cruelest thing is the struggle between people. To stop these struggles, apart from relying on God’s love to influence them, sometimes they must also be stopped by war. This is the Templar. The purpose of the regiment’s existence. However, even if the purpose is so correct, wars one after another will inevitably cause many deaths and injuries. For the Templars, what a cruel test this is! But they have to face the killing. It is clear that the war was caused by one or two people, why are so many innocent soldiers sacrificed.

So, if the mastermind can be eliminated before the war breaks out, won't more casualties be avoided? This is exactly why the Four Knights of the White Nights need a ninja to exist, and what Oni Zou performs is exactly such a task. "

"The so-called ninja is trying to achieve the greatest goal with the least sacrifices. As long as it can save more people, no matter how hard it is, no matter how ugly the means, and no matter how others scold him, Guizo It is silent tolerance, abandoning all right and wrong, and dedicating to serve the ideals of the gods. It is an ordinary person to stick to one's short-term reputation. Even if an individual is criticized by thousands of people, he can bear it with a smile. It is the highest meaning of the ninja, and Oni Zang is such a great person."

At this moment, Hua Ruohong suddenly understood that Senior Guizang was so amazing. Seeing him on the stage with the **** thrown by everyone, his face was beaten all over his head, but his face still had that simple smile on his face. Hua Ruohong's nose suddenly became sore, he deeply realized his insignificance, and he was ashamed that he would doubt Senior Guizang.

At this time, Gengoro patted his shoulder, sighing, his eyes were faintly with tears, and he whispered: "Let's work together for the great spirit of Guizou's sacrifice and dedication, and sincerely praise him, come, and me Pray for him together!"

Lancelow's mouth was already open, speechless. Gengoro is talking about greatness, but what does this have to do with martial arts competitions? Looking at the two people who closed their eyes and prayed in a holy atmosphere, Lancelow couldn't help sighing, it might be better to be a sacred stick than a thief!

(But...human stupidity is really a sin!) Not wanting to be the target of everyone's attention, Lancelow left before the result of the game was announced. Walking on the street, the pedestrians on both sides cast peculiar eyes, dressed in black, bowed his head and thought, beset by a few annoying things.

Shi Cunzhong became a seeded player, but for some unknown reason, the Shi family’s actions turned to low-key. I haven’t seen the guards wandering on the street recently. If it’s for scruples, you can now remove the disguise and breathe. But after thinking about showing his true colors, he was treated as a public enemy by the mad people and chased down ten streets, so he had to give up this tempting idea.

There are many annoying things, and the most reassuring thing is his graceful reaction last night.

"I don't believe in heaven, let alone fate, I swear, no matter what, I will let you leave this bad place and be free!"

This is a promise made to Fenghua last night. Although a little impulsive, it is a promise he made sincerely. As long as he can, he will work hard to realize it.

But the response from these words was unexpected. The graceful body trembled, as if in disbelief, murmured and repeated his promise. Her eyes were closed tightly, and her skin was always pale again, making it difficult to know her emotions, but from that moment into a muddle-headed look, she could still feel her emotions agitated.

"Liu...Big Brother Liu...you said...you want to take me out of here..."

"Yeah! The big man has said nothing, but the horse is hard to chase. Are you happy?"

There was no answer to this question. Fenghua suddenly faded and disappeared like a light smoke, and she didn't come out no matter what she called. As you can imagine, she was hiding from herself again.

"Strange...Did I say something wrong?" Lancelow sighed, puzzled, "Women are such troublesome creatures! Even if they become ghosts, they are the same."

Speaking of which, you can't put all your thoughts on Fenghua, and your own martial arts is also a thing worth worrying about.

I thought that the current martial arts was adequate, but the embarrassment that the body would have problems with a little too much force, made myself uncomfortable. Others have strong internal powers, and they can make contributions. The strength of their internal powers makes everyone horrified when they see it, but it becomes the source of their own distress.

Smelly god! Since I have this ability, why not let me use it freely? The **** in charge of fate must be a bad-hearted demon who makes fun of people.

Wandering out was just for relaxation, but his love for lively personality made Lancelot unknowingly walk to the flower street area of ​​Siam City. Those places are mixed with people from the rivers and lakes, and they are prone to disputes. The head is too strong, and it is better to have less contact. I want to leave right now, but the path is unfamiliar, and Jinger gets lost, and finally comes to the remote part of Huajie.

The so-called flower street can be said to be a place of entertainment. In short, it is a concentrated place of various brothels, prostitutions, and restaurants, where women use **** and art services, and the quality varies with the price.

A few days ago, Lancelow and Youxue went out for a stroll. The two separated. He also came here, and a disgusting episode occurred.

At that time, Lancelow looked around blankly. Suddenly, a few women dressed in gorgeous clothes, with a burst of strong fragrance, rushed past with a chuckle, the expression on their faces was very happy, Lancelow said to himself. Frozen, has been hugged by people.

When he turned his head, he saw an old man blindfolded with a red handkerchief. He looked like he was playing hide-and-seek with these women.

"Haha! Beauty, I can catch you now, so I don't want to take off your clothes. Huh? Why is the waist so thick and the milk so strong, you...you are the kitchen dishwashing fat!"

On the one hand, the old man said, his hands were crawling around, causing Lancelow to instantly get goose bumps on his head.

"Fat? Fat your father!"

Anger like a volcanic eruption, Lancelow kicked the old man down, thinking that he was bullying the old man and was not a husband. He resisted the urge to make a knife. It happened that the snow came and the two went together. Leave here.

"Headache! Why did you come here again? Where is the way back?"

Revisiting the old place, thinking of the unpleasant experience of the last trip, Lancelow frowned.

In the remote area where I am now, both house construction and companionship are low-consumption and crude goods. Even when I walk on the road, I can clearly hear the fierce groans of sexual **** in the houses on both sides.

Without blushing and no heartbeat, Lancelow felt strangely nostalgic. From the moment he had the memory, he grew up alone in the mountains, accompanied by himself and taught himself everything. There was only a dead old man who did not know his name.

In the days when he was growing up, although the old man taught himself literacy, he never taught any knowledge. All the knowledge beyond the mountain was obtained by the dead old man occasionally in the night, or recalling the military warfare of the past, or telling myths, poems, and heroes.

Especially all kinds of heroes and legends, all of them martial arts are extraordinary, with bravery and chivalry, against powerful enemies, despite the difficult process, but in the end they can overcome all difficulties with wisdom and courage and achieve immortal career .

For Lancelow, who was young and trapped in the mountains at the time, these magnificent and fantastic stories have since become deeply rooted in his heart and have become life goals. I don’t know how many times he hoped that he could be like the hero in the story, majestic and majestic before the people of the world, and no one dares to block the road he wants to take in the world! It would be worthwhile to have this kind of momentum for a man's life.

Mixed with the experience of the old man's long life, the hero's image seems a bit biased, but it is much more vivid and clear. The thinking patterns of big men such as "heroes since ancient times" and "a man who can hug the women around him can embrace the whole continent", after subtle changes, were also instilled into Lancelow's mind. Therefore, he always subconsciously likes to run to Huajie Liuxiang, before he has established his own martial arts, doing so seems to be able to get closer to the hero in the poem.

Fang spontaneously stunned, there was a clamor of people nearby, and the sound of something falling to the ground, before he turned his head to look, he had already hugged his thigh tightly.

"Huh? Brother, aren't you the brother I haven't seen for many years? How come you come to Siam and don't find older brothers to gather together, it really disappoints our friendship that we were born and died together!"

Lancelow was taken aback. Among the current identities, only one would be misidentified in this way. But since I have changed my appearance, can I still be mistaken for Liu Yidao? Right now, he pressed his hand on the hilt of the knife and was ready. As soon as he had a move, there were already more than a dozen sturdy men around him, all of them glaring at him with unkind intentions.

"Don't think that more people will work, what do you want?" Lancelow decided to preemptively.

"I don't want to do anything, we just want to ask the driver, how to calculate this account?" The headed person waved the steel knife in his hand and said hurriedly.

Afterwards? This must be a liu's account of Liu Yidao, anyway, it is useless to explain, let's settle it with strength!

"Hmph! There are too many accounts on the mainland, how old are you?" Lancelow drew his sword out of the sheath, and said proudly: "If you want to settle the accounts, come up and see who comes to King Yama first. Go ahead and settle the account!"

Although it has not been promoted to the first-class realm, when the martial arts cultivation base is greatly improved, the strong sense of oppression will follow the knife to force it to all sides, letting these dozens of people understand that the side being surrounded is not an ordinary character, and they show fear meaning.

"Okay...good fellow!" The crowd stepped back, and the leader said in shock: "Eating overlord rice and prostituting overlord chicken, you dare to be so evil and evil, and you will be famous! "

"Overlord rice? Overlord chicken?" Lancelow was dumbfounded, vaguely aware that he had made everything wrong, but this stupefied moment caused him to take the opportunity to chuck a dozen knives and sticks.

"You all don't want to live!"

With a loud shout, the treasured sword cut out in a circle, breaking all the attacking weapons into two pieces, and then drawing a knife circle, killing everyone holding their heads and running away in a hurry.

I drove everyone away, and then I remembered that there was another disgusting thing holding my thigh. When I looked down, it seemed that it was the old man who had caught him by hide-and-seek. The anger rose from my heart, and I wanted to kick him. Kick away.

"Oh! Young man, thanks to you, my old bones would be miserable without you today."

The two sides formally met each other, and Lancelow's mind made a bang, and the three souls and seven souls flew into the sky in shock, staggering back several steps, and pointing his sword straight in front of him.

"Okay! Dead old man! You **** finally chased down the mountain!"

On the other hand, the snowy test caused an uproar in the arena, and the referees discussed this. Judging from the results, of the 100 people who participated in the same field, he was the only one who had the ability to fight, but it seemed strange that he was judged to win.

Originally, the referees used the rule of "the one who fell to the ground to be considered as losing" to judge that Yu Xue was disqualified from the moment he fell to the ground. However, Youxue retorted that the referees were unfamiliar with the excuse that "I didn't fall to the ground and stay still! I am still trying to crawl after I fell to the ground!" Of course, this is a text loophole that Gengoro caught in advance.

In the end, the referees had no choice but to declare that Youxue had won. The reason was that tricks were also considered one of the strengths. What they sought in the contest to recruit relatives was a man who was truly capable of standing upright. This judgment stunned many people, but a statement also spread among the contestants. The judges' judgment was the result of accepting the instructions of the Eastern Xuanhu.

The truth of the matter, except for the Eastern Xuanhu, is Gengoro knows best, because all this is in his budget.

In the Shen family mansion, Gengoro smiled slightly, playing with the fine needle in his hand. With this needle in the morning, Youxue counted dozens of warriors in the fierce battle. At this time, the needle was shining with a unique blue light in the sun.

"Blue Blood God Needle!" Hanajiro next to him was a little surprised. The Blue Blood God Needle is a token of the Daxue Mountain line. This organization specializes in cultivating killers and makes all forces awe three points. The first course for every killer to come into contact with poison is to deploy his own Blue Blood God Needle.

Although it is self-made, there are several herbs in it. They only grow within a hundred miles of Daxue Mountain. They are extremely difficult to collect in the field. Otherwise, they can serve as a token of token among killers.

"The Blue Blood God Needle is a token of Daxue Mountain. If it is not held by Daxue Mountain's children, it will immediately be listed as a target for killing. Where did you get this thing?"

"The Brothel Alliance and Daxueshan have a certain relationship. In a joint operation ten years ago, Daxueshan sent a hundred special blue blood needles to the brothel. This time, for the convenience of action, I hold the name of my son. I borrowed one from the brothel headquarters."

The son of Yuangoro's mouth is the head of the seven major sects of the Medici family, Xu Liewu, for his face, he can borrow this from the brothel.

"This is also the reason why Dongfang Xuanhu was promoted. Under normal circumstances, no one would be willing to be an enemy of Daxue Mountain." Gengoro smiled, but there was a deep reason in his smile.

"Second brother, in your eyes, what is the abnormality of Dongfang Family's actions this time?" Instead of saying it directly, but using a way of guiding thinking, discussing with the people around you, let them understand what you want What I said, this is Gengoro's consistent style.

"Well! First of all, it's strange. Among the seven sects, the Wang family is the strongest in martial arts, and the Medici family and Shi family are second. To choose the alliance partner, although the Wang family's strength is strong, it is far better than the martial arts. Lian, the master of the family is notoriously averse to war and not an ideal target. However, the Shi family and the Medici family are similar in strength, and each other is feud. The Dongfang family chose the Shi family directly without even considering it. This is a doubt. One."

Hanajiro pondered: "For a military alliance of this level, there should be considerable psychological preparation before it is concluded. In the course of the matter, there is no reason to stop because of the actions blocked by the other companies. This is the second question. , People don’t know their plans."

"It's actually not that complicated!"

Gengoro smiled and explained to Hanajiro: Summarizing the recent wiretapping of intelligence and the actions of the Dongfang family, he estimated this answer. The so-called Siamese recruiting relatives is actually a third-rate trick of the Dongfang family. It first uses the name of military cooperation with the Shijia family to provoke the attention of all parties and stir up their own market. Then the Shijia family is retired and sold again.

The martial arts contest is only superficial. Those who are interested in cooperating with the Dongfang family to develop weapons must show their strength in this recruitment. The Dongfang family will eventually ally with the winner. This situation is more reliable than simply looking for the Shijia family. many.

However, this approach also allows Gengoro to see the high-level of the Dongfang family, or the thinking mode of Dongfang Xuanhu.

"Dongfang Xuanhu himself is quite ambitious, but his approach is hesitating. Since its establishment, the Dongfang family has been casting weapons as its business, declaring that it will not participate in the mainland's hegemony, and strive to maintain it with all forces. Good contacts have been able to stand still for this reason."

Gengoro said: "Up to this generation, the Eastern Xuanhu was unwilling to do so. He wanted to further expand the influence of the Eastern family, so he was ready to move, but he was unwilling to give up the security under peace for hundreds of years, so he was as innocent as possible. In any case, to implement his own plan, this can be seen from his unwillingness to offend Daxueshan, but his instructions to release the fourth child."

Hanajiro said: "In this way, you don't seem to have a high evaluation of the old Eastern ghost!"

"Heh! Brother Hua himself is the same! Dongfang Xuanhu's mentality is like a greedy tortoise, ambitious, but timid to move, just want to hide in a safe shell and act, not only difficult to make decisions at critical moments , The vision is also narrow and easy to flow into delusions." Yuangolang shook his head and said: "The courage of the ancestors of the six suns of the East in the past to create a family is no longer seen in his descendants. Such a mode of thinking is impossible to achieve."

If you hear this criticism and know that you are being looked down upon like this, Dongfang Xuanhu will definitely be very angry! But Gengoro didn't care about it, the sneered man applauding by the side, never put anyone in his eyes.

"Flap! Flap! Great, there really is an outstanding monster under the black-hearted demon!" Hanajiro said, "The topic is very interesting, so I would like to ask, what kind of person do you think is a great achievement? Where's the person?"

"This..."

Achieving great things, all-powerful, requires the time, the right place, the harmony of people, and many conditions to cooperate. People who can meet these conditions, even if they focus on the seven major sects, are currently rare on the mainland. .

But, what about the future...

It won’t be too long, at most five years from now...

In the end, Gengoro did not answer, but quietly cast his gaze to the blue sky outside the window.