Chapter 269: The Sword of Dust
Chapter 269: The Sword of Dust (updates will resume as normal tomorrow)
under night.
The Wupeng River boat was parked at the pier upstream of the Baima River. The stars and the moon were reflected on the bottom of the boat. The breeze blew the leaves of the trees, which fell into the water and created ripples.
People who have lost their country and their homes are like mice, accustomed to coming out at night.
"Da da…"
"Da da…"
The sound of wooden clogs faded away in the distance.
The dwarf with a shaved head stood at the bow, looking at the woman's figure which was gradually becoming clearer. In his pea-sized eyes, a fiery masculine instinct emerged, which was then suppressed.
In the circle of foreigners in Japan, Chitoge Tsuki is nicknamed "Snow Woman".
Rumor has it that this is an extremely dangerous woman.
She is good at using false words, a good figure, and a rare appearance to confuse her opponents, and then like a cat playing with a mouse, she gradually tightens the knot around the opponent's neck.
By the time the opponent becomes alert, he is already in a dead end.
Kirigakure Hantan knew that if it weren't for his special surname, he would not be able to serve as the commander-in-chief of this operation, let alone command the 'Snow Woman' Chitoge Tsuki and her subordinates, whose reputation was not good and whose martial arts were far superior to his.
"Chitoge-kun, you failed to kill him?"
Wuyin Bandan jumped onto the dock, speaking in a questioning tone. He raised his head and looked at the woman in the white dress. Her breasts were trembling slightly under the moonlight. His throat moved and he couldn't help swallowing. With just this one glance, no matter how righteously he questioned, it seemed that he lacked confidence.
"The moonlight tonight is very beautiful. I wonder if it is the same in Japan thousands of miles away."
Qian Tengyue was walking on the dock in wooden clogs.
Her voice was very gentle, like an ordinary woman who was homesick. Her stature was not particularly outstanding, but she was still half a body taller than the dwarf who was almost a dwarf. Her eyes naturally passed over Wuyin Bandan's head and looked towards the rushing Baima River.
"Are you deaf? I'm asking you, why didn't you kill him?"
Wuyin Bandan was so anxious that he almost jumped up, anger rising in his eyes. He hated being ignored by others the most.
Qian Tengyue chuckled and said, "Why do you want to kill him? You know that a large number of Central Plains martial artists have also set their sights on the Fuwei Escort Agency. Zhang Liyu is just one of them. He came alone, but he is an ally that can be won over."
Wuyin Handan looked at her suspiciously, "He is the ally you chose? He agreed?"
"We both get what we want, and both benefit from it. Why don't you agree?"
"Each takes what he wants? What does he want? Qian Teng-kun, you are not going to fall for that pretty boy and give yourself to him, are you?"
Chitoge Yue smiled as beautifully as a flower and ignored Kirigakure Hantan's rudeness. How could this country bumpkin from Izumo have the qualifications to stand in front of her and speak if he was not a distant relative of the general.
"He wants a sword!"
Wuyin Bandan asked curiously: "What kind of sword?"
"He said it was... the Sword of Dust, the most powerful weapon in the Central Plains martial arts world, passed down by the great ancestor of the Lin family and collected by Lin Zhennan. If a swordsman obtains it, his strength will increase greatly."
"The Sword of Dust?"
Kiriguro Raizo is a master of Kyoto's swordsmanship and loves to collect all kinds of swords. If he can obtain this magical weapon and present it to the general, he will definitely please the general. Kiriguro Bandan knows that his prestige is insufficient and the only foundation of his life is the general's trust, so he can't help but have an idea.
Qian Tengyue said slowly: "He is about to find the clue of the sword."
Wuyin Bandan asked hurriedly: "Where is it?"
Qian Tengyue glanced at him and shook her head gently: "How would I know, but he seems to be heading towards Guanglufang."
She looked at the sinking moon in the river and spoke quietly.
"What a pity. If I hadn't promised him to withdraw the ninjas that were following me, I would really like to see... the power of the Dust-Removing Sword."
Wuyin Bandan was thinking in his mind that if he destroyed the Lin family and took control of the Fuwei Escort Agency, it wouldn't be a big problem with the help of that insider.
However, now a large number of martial arts masters from the Central Plains have rushed to Fuzhou City. It is like pulling teeth from a tiger's mouth to eat meat under their noses. It is extremely risky. It is naturally gratifying that he succeeds, but the credit should be divided equally between him and Qian Tengyue.
"If I can obtain the Sword of Dust, the general will be very happy, and all the credit will be mine alone... At that time, it may not be impossible for me to ask the general to marry Qian Tengjun to me."
Wuyin Bandan looked up at the woman's cold temperament, the rolling waves that formed a great contrast with it, and the white towel that always covered her face. The heat in his heart could not be suppressed. Qian Tengyue took a step forward, stepped onto the bow, glanced at the six subordinates sitting inside the cabin, and said to the dwarf who was still standing on the dock: "Master Wuyin, let's go."
Wuyin Bandan was stunned for a moment, then suddenly smiled and said, "Qian Teng Jun, you should go back to the base first. I have a small matter to attend to in the city. I will come over after I finish it."
Qian Tengyue smiled slightly and said, "Things are different now. Fuzhou City is full of murderous intentions. You must be extra careful."
Wuyin Bandan heard some concern in the woman's tone, and his heart couldn't help but warm up. He felt more and more that he and Qian Tengjun were a perfect match made in heaven, and he patted his chest and said.
"Don't worry, Sendou-kun. After all, I am the only jonin among these people."
Originally, this group had another senior ninja, who was an old follower of Chitoge Tsuki. Kirigakure Handan forced him to assassinate Zhang Liyu, a guest official of the Fuwei Escort Agency, but he was stabbed to death in the chest with a bamboo stick.
Japanese ninjas may have unique skills in hiding, tracking, and assassination, but they are of limited use when facing true masters, especially those with extremely sharp six senses.
The cool breeze from the sea blew into thousands of households in Fuzhou City, bringing a hint of chilliness. Hedong was indeed more prosperous and lively. Even in the second half of the night, there were still a few taverns with lanterns lit to entertain the occasional diners.
Southern wines are mostly mellow with a hint of sweetness. Dried sea fish and snail meat served with the wine give it a unique flavor.
In the wine stall under the big banyan tree, the man in black robe drank two taels of wine, stood up and left, walking forward.
The long street was silent.
Zhang Yu stopped, looked back, and turned into the alley, which was long and dark.
"Huh~"
The sea breeze blew the fallen leaves into a small pile in the corner. I don't know when a pair of green bean-sized eyes appeared in it. It is hard to imagine that such a small space can accommodate a person.
"It's a quarter of an hour."
Wuyin Bandan's body was like a raccoon, curled up into a ball, pressed tightly against the ground, like a puddle of mud.
"Do you want to go in?"
As a ninja, the most important thing is patience.
Although he was only a jonin, he had received personal instruction in ninjutsu from the Kirigakure General. Thanks to this opportunity, Kirigakure Handan was much more skilled than ordinary jonin.
But before Wuyin Bandan could think any more, footsteps were heard and a man in a black robe appeared from the alley.
"An alley like this in Fuzhou is only three hundred steps long at most. He stayed there for two quarters of an hour. There must be something strange going on!"
He continued to approach, until he was only about twenty steps away.
Such piles of fallen leaves swept by the wind could be seen everywhere on the corners of nearby streets. Wuyin Bandan was not worried that he would be discovered.
Although the opponent is highly skilled in martial arts, he knows nothing about Japanese ninjutsu and should not be able to see any clues.
But...the boots gradually approached and stopped directly in front of the pile of fallen leaves where he was hiding.
"He found me?"
Wuyin Bandan looked at the pair of boots in front of him, with their thousand-layer soles and fine cowhide, and felt a chill in his heart.
"impossible!"
He still held on to his last hope. The general had said that a ninja must trust his intuition.
"Oh!"
Zhang Yu raised his right leg and dropped it heavily. The bones broke and pierced the flesh with a series of muffled "puff" sounds. After a half-stop scream, bright red blood gradually seeped out from the fallen leaves and quickly spread to the ground.
Zhang Yu turned around and looked towards where he came from, and said coldly: "I will help you kill the person you want to kill."
A harsh voice came from the dark alley.
"I will do my best to raise the things Mr. Zhang wants."
I'm sorry, there is no eunuch and it is impossible to eunuch. I was suddenly notified of closed training this week. I took the high-speed train for a whole day on the 3rd. I should be able to resume updating tomorrow.
(End of this chapter)