Chapter 551: Niten Ichi-ryu

"Speaking of which, your Japanese ingredients are too scarce. No meat, no sugar, no oil. I searched many households, bought and robbed, and only found some raw rice and fish, and couldn't even put together a decent meal."

Lu Wushuang grabbed a handful of raw rice, pressed it with both hands, and the rice flour fell down *patter-patter*. She put the rice flour in a bowl, added water, and mixed it.

"I originally felt that our Dashuo people lived miserably enough, but compared to you Japanese, it's like groaning without an illness."

Nanako and Miyoshi Ryota sat at the table in a daze, staring blankly at Lu Wushuang working, without saying a word.

Nanako was because she was a Buddhist believer herself, and today she saw too much of Buddhism's filth, and it was done by monks from Enryaku-ji, the holy place of Japanese Buddhism. For a moment, her concepts were impacted, and she couldn't accept it.

Miyoshi Ryota was because Lu Wushuang had explained everything to him, including her and Li Miao's identities, and the news about the True Intent Sword Technique inheritance revealed in the monk's words today.

The information was complicated and important, and the emotional ups and downs were too fast and too urgent, which simply baked the brain of this young man who hadn't seen much of the world.

Lu Wushuang mixed the dough, stretched it into strips, and put it into boiling water. She grabbed a live fish from the jar next to her and threw it into the air, flicked her hand, and cold light flashed. After a few *swooshes*, the sliced fish meat fell neatly, and the fish bones were picked into the noodle soup.

"Can only make do with this for now; a clever housewife cannot cook without rice after all."

Lu Wushuang covered the pot and clapped her hands.

"With just these ingredients, it doesn't show my craftsmanship. If I let the Master think I'm a woman who doesn't touch the spring water with her ten fingers, it would be bad... *sigh*, remote and desolate, really delays things."

She turned around, took out the cooked millet rice from the jar next to her, served two bowls, and pushed them to Nanako and Miyoshi Ryota.

"Eat, roll to sleep after eating. I have serious business, no time to serve you two little brats."

Nanako and Miyoshi Ryota didn't have any intention of being picky.

Japan is too influenced by religion. Whether it's Buddhism or Shintoism, they regard meat like pork, beef, and mutton as unclean things, so they rarely appear on the tables of ordinary families.

As for sugar, salt, eggs, and milk, it goes without saying; they can only eat things like kelp, miso, tofu, fish, shrimp, and wild vegetables. Scenes like drinking wine in big bowls and eating meat in big mouthfuls in the Dashuo *Jianghu* seem like legendary stories in the eyes of ordinary Japanese people.

The young man and girl finished a bowl of rice mechanically. Nanako said "I'm full" in a low voice and got up to rest in the inner room, leaving only Miyoshi Ryota and Lu Wushuang staring at each other.

After a long while, Miyoshi Ryota opened his mouth hesitantly.

"Is everything you said true?"

"My sword technique is the inheritance of Central Plains martial arts, the founding master is Master Jianzhen, and he died in the territory of Enryaku-ji, and his remains are in Toshodai-ji... You are not descendants of the other three schools, but people from the Central Plains imperial court who came to Japan to kill and destroy the country?"

Lu Wushuang shrugged.

"Are you worth me lying to?"

Miyoshi Ryota choked and couldn't refute.

There is no reason more convincing than this. Whether it's not wanting to, not willing to, or not daring to, there is no reason that isn't worth convincing.

"What do you want to get from me?"

Miyoshi Ryota said in a low voice.

Lu Wushuang sneered.

"This question should be asked by me to you."

She carefully placed the fish slices on the plate, decorated it with flowers and plants carved from various vegetables, and her expression was a hundred times more serious than when she was killing people.

"You are nothing, and what you know isn't that important to us. Martial arts, schemes, intelligence, background, your value to us isn't even as good as Nanako's."

"We are going to Toshodai-ji to dig out the things about the True Intent Sword Technique, and investigate Master Jianzhen's affairs along the way. The monk also said that the fellow disciples you are looking for were wiped out long ago. Unless you follow us, you have no ability to do anything."

"Whether it's finding the truth or taking revenge, it's you who needs to give us a reason to bring you along as a burden, not you asking us what we want from you—you are nothing, I hope you recognize this point before you speak."

Lu Wushuang carefully prepared the food for Li Miao, not even looking at Miyoshi Ryota... at least on the surface.

She did it on purpose.

To deal with a hot-blooded young man like Miyoshi Ryota who doesn't know the world, you have to belittle him to nothing first. When he pins all his hopes on others, he will hand over everything.

In Li Miao's previous life, this set of means was commonly known as "PUA," which could be considered a unique skill that has stood the test of time and is enduring.

Sure enough, Miyoshi Ryota was silent.

He believed it.

Deeply believed it.

Mainly because the means Li Miao displayed were too terrifying, completely shattering his confidence.

After a long while, he suddenly raised his head. ===== CHAPTER 552 =====