Chapter 677: Night Sword Shadow

The regional development of Yingzhou Island is very unbalanced. Heian-kyo, as the center of the territory, is very prosperous, with lights and green wine, and heavy traffic, but once you leave this capital, the outside of the city appears much more desolate and ancient.

Even those villages that are not very far from Heian-kyo are very backward and simple. Most of the people in the village are farmers, and they live a life of working at sunrise and resting at sunset every day, as if the prosperous Heian-kyo not far away and them are two worlds.

However, not all the people in the village are so law-abiding, especially those young people who have been to Heian-kyo and seen the prosperity of that city that never sleeps.

I could have endured the darkness of the night, just because I had never seen the light.

When a person has seen the excitement of the outside world, her heart is very difficult to settle down and continue to stay in these fields.

In a village hundreds of miles outside the city, in the middle of this night, other households had long turned off the lights and slept, but there was a noise in a luxurious courtyard in the village that did not match the quiet village.

"Drink, sisters, keep drinking."

"Come, come, fill it up, all fill it up..."

Through the half-open paper window, it could be vaguely seen that several samurai-dressed witches were dining and drinking in the room.

"Big Sister Kawada, is it really okay for us to continue to resist the demolition order like this?"

During the banquet, a samurai witch suddenly asked with some worry.

And hearing this, the samurai who was in the main seat of the banquet raised her head, revealing an ordinary-looking face.

"What's okay or not? This is the task given to us by Lord Oyama, and it is also an opportunity we finally obtained. How could we let it go?"

Kawada actually had the same worry in her heart, but she still drank a mouthful of wine and firmed her heart with the strength of the wine.

The big shots in the city rarely gave a ronin samurai like her a task, so she naturally had to try hard to grasp this opportunity. As long as the task was completed beautifully, they might be able to enter the eyes of that big shot, or even become a vassal samurai of the noble, which is a step-to-the-sky opportunity. If this is missed, it might be difficult to have another chance in a lifetime.

It's just that, Kawada looked at the others at the banquet and saw retreat and regret on most of their faces. Obviously, this group of guys was already a bit scared and wanted to retreat.

Regarding this, Kawada couldn't help but feel disdain.

Tsk, in the end, they are just a group of mountain village women, looking forward and backward, difficult to achieve big things.

She thought in her heart. Although everyone is a ronin samurai from several nearby villages and grew up together, Kawada considers herself not in the same grade as these guys. After all, she had formally learned swordsmanship in Heian-kyo and was a disciple of the Shinto-ryu sword dojo founded by the Sword Saint.

And this time, the reason why Lord Oyama, who is a noble, secretly gave them the task of hindering demolition was also because she was a fellow apprentice of the Shinto-ryu dojo with Lord Oyama in the same year.

Mm, she had learned swords with the noble masters, and she didn't know how much higher she was than this group of guys who hadn't even left the village a few times.

It's just that, although she looked down on them in her heart, she still needed the help of this group of guys to complete Lord Oyama's task now. Even if this group of guys' strength was not very good, they could at least follow behind her to act as a scene and boost morale. It wouldn't do to let these guys really be cowardly.

"Sisters, don't you have enough of the boredom in this broken village? As long as we complete this task beautifully, we can drink in Heian-kyo, in that Yoshiwara pleasure district, in the future. Isn't this more refreshing than now?"

"Think about the beauties in the pleasure district; aren't they more fun than these village girls in the village?"

She raised the wine glass in her hand and said as such.

And hearing her words, the other samurai witches who were still a bit retreating suddenly had the light of desire flashing in their eyes. Some people were even hot-headed, as if they could already touch the beauties in the pleasure district whose skin was whiter than tofu, and saliva flowed out of their mouths.

"Yes, Big Sister Kawada is right. I crave the beauties in the pleasure district just thinking about it..."

"Sigh, the village girls in the village are boring to play with; they are not fun."

"Hehehe, Kameda, didn't you get that village flower in your village a few days ago? Why are you still not satisfied?"

"Forget it, that guy is just a village flower, rough-handed and rough-footed, how can she compare with those little ladies in the city? Besides, that guy is still proud and doesn't look up to me. Although I forcibly got her person, she was like a piece of wood when doing things; it's boring."

"Laugh to death, who told you to cut her mother down with one knife? It's strange if she is willing."

"I just got a precious sword and couldn't help but try it. Yamamoto, how are you any better? The little concubine you just took is only ten years old, right? You are a person of several hundred years old, how are you embarrassed?"

"Hahaha, there's no way. Who told her family to not have money to pay back? It's agreed that seven out and fourteen return. If her family can't afford it, then they have to use people to pay the debt. Not to mention, being young is really moist."

Because of the stimulation of desire and alcohol, the atmosphere at the banquet became lively again.

And Kawada, seeing this, also nodded with satisfaction.

She thought of the demolition movement that had been making a lot of noise on the whole island recently.

Hehehe, I don't know what that group of outsiders is thinking, actually wanting to divide all the land equally to everyone. How could such a thing be done?

People, born should be divided into three, six, and nine grades. The strong should ride on the heads of the weak. The weak eat the strong; this is the eternal truth of this world. The idea of forcibly letting the weak and the strong enjoy the same treatment is too stupid.

Hehehe, the land that should belong to the noble masters, even if it is really divided to that group of lowly village women, do they dare to want it?

They don't dare.

Even if the masters are willing to give up that land, look at us watching, who among the lowly people in the nearby villages dares to really reach out.

Those outsiders are outsiders in the end. After they finish making trouble, Yingzhou Island will still be the Yingzhou Island of the noble masters. If those outsiders want to make the whole island run normally, they must also look at the faces of the noble masters.

Don't look at that outsider making a lot of noise a few days ago, even dismantling the Tenshukaku and building it into a toilet, but some things cannot be solved by force. She is strong and horizontal again, wanting to sit firmly on the high platform, she must have someone to manage things, right? Is it possible she can kill all the noble masters and replace them with these lowly people to manage things?

So, very stable. This demolition action is destined to be thunderous and rainy, and cannot turn the sky of this Yingzhou Island.

I don't need to be afraid of the power of those outsiders at all. Kawada firmly believes that the noble masters will be the final winners. As long as I perfectly complete the task given by the masters, then sooner or later I can climb up step by step, and even create a new noble family.

Hahaha, Kawada family, this sounds great.

Mm, this world should be like this, having classes, having gaps, people have the motivation to climb up, otherwise everyone is the same, then what's the point.

The samurai witches drank happily, one by one with bright smiles.

It's just that...

"Dong, dong, dong..."

Suddenly there was a knock on the door, which made the lively banquet suddenly become quiet.

Kawada also looked at the gate, her expression a bit puzzled.

This broken village doesn't have the tradition of visiting in the middle of the night, and her friends are all at this banquet now, so who is the person knocking on the door outside?

However, drunk, she didn't think much, just thinking that maybe someone in the village had an emergency and wanted to find her, this samurai master, for help.

Hehehe, this is a good thing. She is most happy to help others, as long as the other party can afford the reward for asking her for help.

Ronin samurai are kings in every village. Those who master power also master everything.

The samurai witch reached out and waved, and the invisible magic hand opened the courtyard door.

Kawada looked at the outside of the house with drunk eyes, only to see two figures standing there.

One was red-clothed and red-haired, with a cross-shaped scar on her originally delicate face; one was black-winged and black-clothed, and that beautiful appearance made people unable to move their eyes.

And as soon as she saw these two people, Kawada immediately sobered up. Her body's magic power surged, and she soon suppressed the wine strength, then looked at these two uninvited guests with vigilance.

Although she didn't recognize either of them, people with such beauty and temperament were obviously not from their poor countryside.

Abnormal things must have demons; being cautious is always fine.

It's just that, she was sober, but there were always some fools who couldn't see the situation clearly.

"Oh, it's two beauties delivered to the door."

"Hehehe, so beautiful, is this the Yujo of the Yoshiwara pleasure district?"

"Dream, what a real dream. Come, beauty, accompany this master to drink."

Those samurai witches who were already drunk looked at the two beauties outside the door, one by one teasing, and some even staggered forward, reaching out their hands to enjoy the blessing of both.

It's just that...

The bright moon in the sky was covered by dark clouds at this time, and the pitch-black night should have been unable to see one's fingers, but there was bright silver light rising from the earth, like moonlight.

"Ah, my King's power..."

The samurai who had just stepped forward had already fallen to the ground. Her reckless hands were now dropped on the ground at her feet, one on the left and one on the right. The samurai who lost her arms was now sitting on the ground wailing, and the blood gushing from the broken arm dyed the entire door frame red.

The thick smell of blood also stimulated the drunk samurai, and the miserable state of the companion also made some people retreat directly, and some were even tripped to the ground in a panic.

However, as Kawada stood out and blocked in front of everyone, these samurai finally stabilized their footing, one by one pulled out their weapons, and then gathered behind Big Sister Kawada.

"I have no grievances with the two of you. Why is your method so cruel?"

Kawada frowned, looking at the red-clothed and red-haired swordsman who had just made a move, and asked as such.

As a formal descendant of the Shinto-ryu swordsmanship, Kawada could see the extraordinary nature of that sword just now, knowing that this swordsman was also a good hand at using a sword, so she endured her temper and didn't rush to make a move.

Maybe there was some misunderstanding.

It's just that, facing her inquiry, the cold swordsman didn't speak, just looked at them with cold eyes, appearing as if they were not worth wasting words for.

The swordsman just slowly squatted down, grabbed the scabbard of the long sword on her waist with one hand, and placed the other hand on her chest, ready to draw the sword at any time.

Kawada's eyes condensed.

Seeing the fighting stance of this cold swordsman, she realized that it would be difficult to end well tonight, so she also put her hand on the hilt of the long sword on her waist.

The next moment.

The silver moonlight appeared again, but this time, a crisp metal collision sound rang out in the night sky.

Clang.

Kawada reached out and drew her sword to block that menacing sword, then revealed a smile.

Although this guy's sword technique is not bad, she is not the kind of weakling who can be manipulated by others at will. She is a formal graduate apprentice of Shinto-ryu.

"Everyone, attack together."

It's just that, she didn't have the idea of fighting one-on-one with this guy, so she directly greeted the sisters behind her to go up together.

And the crowd of samurai also came back to their senses, one after another raised the swords in their hands and swarmed up, surrounding the red-clothed swordsman in the middle.

It's just that, even facing such a situation, the red-clothed swordsman didn't have a bit of panic on her delicate face. She just looked at Kawada with surprise, and then finally spoke.

"Awaken, Chiying."

Thus, the silver-white sword body of the long samurai sword in the swordsman's hand, which was already exaggeratedly long, suddenly turned blood-red. Strands of blood energy overflowed from the sword body, and the sound of phantom dragon chanting vaguely rang out beside her.

And the swordsman, whose eyes also became scarlet and even flashed with fire-like red light in the dark night, raised the sword in her hand again.

This time, the blood moon was in the sky.

The crowd of samurai surrounding the swordsman launched attacks one after another, but that streak of red light moved nimbly among the crowd, and the blood-colored sword light pulled out by the scarlet long sword in her hand traveled through the crowd like a swimming dragon.

It's just that, every time this blood dragon twisted its body, it would be accompanied by the wailing of a samurai.

In the blink of an eye, that blood-colored dragon had already drilled out of the crowd. The red-clothed swordsman stepped, and the whole person soared into the air, leaping into the air. She crossed her arms in front of her chest to accumulate power, and the scarlet long sword held in her right hand had already drunk enough blood. The evil spirit overflowing from the sword body formed the appearance of a dragon head around the swordsman.

And in front of the dragon head was Kawada, who was holding her sword ready to meet the attack.

"Ang!"

The phantom dragon chanting resounded through the night sky, and the night of this small village finally returned to the peace it should have had.

Kawada, whose tall body was cut into two sections diagonally from the chest position by a sword, fell down. She held a broken sword in her hand, and her eyes were wide open, full of disbelief.

She died.

And the cold swordsman performed a casual blood-shaking, then a sword flower, and sheathed the sword.

She looked at the corpses all over the ground with calm eyes, then took out an envelope from her bosom and threw it on the ground.

On that envelope, two blood-colored big characters were written prominently.

Judgment.

Justice is being executed...

Damn, Qian Bao is showing off. ===== CHAPTER 678 =====