Japan.
At this time, the war in Japan was beginning to end, people's livelihood was in a mess, and the people were displaced. In addition to the hungry and cold people, the most common people on the streets were Japanese rovers in a hurry.
"Someone is putting rice on East Street." The voice spread throughout the street.
"What?"
"real or fake?"
"Don't worry about whether it's true or not, let's go take a look!"
"Yes, yes...if you go late, you won't be able to make it in time."
…
Guo Zhu and his party, who came to Japan in disguise, were looking at the people of Japan indifferently. They couldn't even be said to be ordinary people. They were completely a group of beggars.
"Sir, do we want to go take a look?" Ah Da, who was dressed as a ronin, said, but at this time, Ah Da had lost all his previous honesty and honesty, and was replaced by a ferocious and ferocious look.
"Ada! If I remember correctly, your family has been fishermen for generations." Guo Zhu asked with interest.
"Yes! My family has been fishermen for generations, and the whole village was massacred by Japanese pirates." Ada answered honestly.
"Then do you know why I came to Japan this time?"
"Ada, you can probably guess..." Ada licked his dry lips and said harshly.
"Among the people I brought this time, except for you and me who know martial arts, the rest are all eleven or twelve-year-old kids who don't know martial arts, but they all have one thing in common!"
"They are just like you! All their families died at the hands of Japanese pirates!" Guo Zhu said in a low voice, "Hatred will be the driving force for their future growth!"
"Get ready! Let's make a scene!" Guo Zhu said and walked towards East Street.
Ah Da didn't speak, but the bloodlust in his eyes could no longer be hidden, and he followed.
On the desolate road, five ronin were talking about the results of their robbery today.
"Hahaha, Yamada, I grabbed the most rice from those beggars today!" The leading ronin showed off to his companions.
"Boss Kamikawa, you are awesome!" Yamada, who looked wretched, immediately praised him.
The remaining three people also agreed.
"That's right, Boss Shangchuan reaped the rewards as soon as he took action. Unlike us, we only got a little rice."
"At this time, rice is the most important thing, but there are too many stones mixed in this rice."
"I didn't get any rice today, so I met a peasant woman with her child." said a dwarf with a sharp mouth and monkey cheeks.
"Then your boy is very lucky today!"
"What, she resisted too fiercely, I killed her... It's not fun at all, hahaha..."
The smiles stopped suddenly because they saw two people wearing evil ghost masks blocking their path.
Kamikawa looked at the two people blocking the road in front of him. One was slender and had a red double-horned devil mask with a hideous face, and the other was tall and burly in a cyan single-horned devil mask.
Suddenly feeling timid, he pretended to be calm, stepped forward and said, "Who are you? Get out of here! There are five of us here."
"Heh, if there are more people, why are you still learning martial arts?"
Saying that, the red ghost rushed towards the five people, followed closely by the green ghost.
The five ronin also drew their weapons and prepared to fight back. ,
The red ghost's body was flexible and he dodged the swords of the two men. He grabbed the wrists of the two ronin and pressed the acupuncture points on their hands.
Before the two ronin could react, they discovered that the internal strength they had cultivated for many years was quickly disappearing, and they were becoming weak. They were shocked.
This feeling of emptiness caused by the loss of inner strength and the fear of the unknown suddenly penetrated their fragile hearts.
At this time, Qing Gui also knocked down the other three people with his fists and kicks, and said to Red Ghost: "Master, it's all done, but you have to hurry up. Even though it's in the wilderness, I can't guarantee that someone will come."
"I know!" The red ghost put down the two of them and unveiled their masks. This was Guo Zhu.
"Master, why did you take off your mask?" Ah Da was a little confused.
"I'm happy today! I don't plan to survive. It doesn't matter if I wear a mask or not." Guo Zhu waved his hand, "Take yours too."
Ada also took off his mask after hearing this.
Great method of absorbing power!
Guo Zhu took advantage of the situation to absorb the internal energy of the other three people, and then Ah Da followed up with a last strike, wiping the necks of all five of them.
…
The sun sets.
"Master, do you really plan to stay alive next time?"
"if not"
"Why! Isn't it nice to be like this today?"
"Master, I'm happy, do you care?" Guo Zhu rolled his eyes at Ada.
"If you don't want to live, you won't live. If you want to live, you will live!"
"You don't know Captain Davy Jones at first glance?"
"What a poor captain?"
"Only living people can spread fear..."
The backs of the two of them stretched longer and longer under the sunset.
Iga style dojo!
The lean and serious Iga Musashi sat upright, listening to the reports of his disciples! But the disciples below gave him all kinds of answers, which gave him a headache.
"Shut up! Oshima, tell me!"
"Yes, Master!" A dojo disciple named Oshima spoke slowly while kneeling in front of Iga Musashi.
"In the past month, there have been two people wearing evil ghost masks, massacring ronin, including disciples of our Iga sect, Koga sect and Yagyu family. Now everyone in our Japanese martial arts community is in danger and dare not Get out!"
"Is there no disciple who can beat them?" Iga Musashi asked.
"As far as the disciples know, no! They first attacked some wandering ronin, and then they attacked when they met ronin. Everyone traveled together, and they would bring some ronin back, as long as..." Oshima hesitated.
"Just what?" Iga Musashi asked sharply, "Say it quickly!"
"Just kneel down and beg for mercy, and then hand over the martial arts secret book!"
"Bold! Are you going to bully me into being a Japanese man?" Iga Musashi was so angry that his beard was trembling.
"Go and check! See if any strangers or suspicious people have come to Japan recently. This is definitely not done by locals!"
"Master, the outside world is too chaotic now. There are beggars escaping everywhere. There is no way to check. Moreover, the disciples are afraid of encountering evil spirits!"
"How dare you disobey me!" Iga Musashi became even more angry. First, he was angry that his disciples were disobedient, and second, he was angry that his disciples were timid and incompetent.
"Master, please forgive Brother Oshima."
Such scenes are taking place in many dojos in Japan, and the Iga sect is just a microcosm of them.
