"Dear students, this is the famous Totsukawa Village." With the explanation of the Japanese tour guide, the group entered the largest village in Japan to visit.

It is not so much a visit, but rather a public tour. I forgot to introduce it. Wang Ling is a member of this "China-Japan University Student Friendly Exchange Visiting Group". More than 30 people from the Japanese Department of the Foreign Languages ​​College where he is located, started from Nagasaki, passed Hiroshima, Osaka and Kyoto, and on the seventh day of his trip, he came to Totsugawa, a hot spring resort located south of the ancient capital Nara.

There is nearly 96% of the mountain and forest coverage here, and more than 100 hot springs of all sizes. As soon as we entered the village, everyone was deeply attracted by the rare scenery in China. Looking at this beautiful scenery, Dean Liu, the leader of the team, couldn't help but feel excited. He approached the tour guide's ear and muttered a few words. After a while, the two nodded to each other and reached a "tactic understanding". Dean Liu clapped his hands to signal everyone to be quiet and said seriously: "It's tiring to come and run around these days. Today it's rare to come to this landscape painting environment. Everyone can relax and relax, go outings, fishing, and students who want to go to the hot spring can also try it. Everyone teams up and act separately, and they will gather here at 5 pm." Before he finished speaking, everyone pulled their friends to find their own small world. The dean and the tour guide also took a break from their busy schedule to walk towards a hot spring house.

As an activist in the class, Wang Ling naturally had a few friends. Under the instigation of Awei and Xiaofeng, the few gave up the rare opportunity to soak in the hot spring and chose an activity that was more interesting for boys: adventure.

It is actually a adventure, but it is actually walking along the south bank of Totsu River to see if you can find some interesting things. These three people, as historical mystery, have recently been fascinated by the history of the Warring States Period in Japan. This Nara Prefecture, also called Yamato Kingdom in ancient times, belonged to Kinki. It has always been one of the most advanced areas in Japan's economy and culture. There are many streets and towns, and there are many temples. It was also known as the "King Kingdom" in the Warring States Period. It is probably not difficult to find some relics or cultural relics here. It was with this idea that Wang Ling agreed to go deep into the jungle with them to conduct the so-called adventure.

As it had just rained, the soil on both sides of Shijinchuan River was soft and had high moisture content. If you were not careful, you would easily get stuck in a mud or fall into the river. Wang Ling and the other two walked slowly in a line. Before they knew it, it was afternoon. However, the "relics" they wanted to find could not even be seen, let alone precious cultural relics.

"I don't want to spend a day in these steep mountains!" Wang Ling said with complaint in his heart.

"Old ghost (Awei's name to Wang Ling) Come and see!" When he heard Awei call him, Wang Ling's first feeling was that he found the "baby". At this time, he was also interested. He came to Awei's side with his index finger and pointed his index finger at the sandbank in the heart of the river. Wang Ling looked carefully in the direction, and immediately hugged the two brothers excitedly and shouted: "Discover the ancient tomb!"

It is said to be an ancient tomb, but it is actually a small tomb with a tombstone. Wang Ling and the others are not concerned about this inconspicuous small earth bun, but the scabbard with half exposed next to the tombstone. "It seems that the rain washed away a lot of soil on the sandbank a few days ago, otherwise the burial object would not have been exposed to the tomb." Wang Ling analyzed this way. Although it was just a samurai sword, from a distance, the scabbard emitted a shining golden light facing the sun. "Maybe it would be a gilded knife." Xiaofeng whispered in Wang Ling's ear.

This knife undoubtedly aroused their curiosity, and then tried to get it desperately. Awei looked at the sandbank and then the riverbank, shook his head in frustration: "I'm in my figure, I'm afraid I can't jump over and I'll have to be cheaper in the river." This is true. Although the sandbank is only three or four meters away from the shore, with his size of 1.7 meters and weighing more than 200 kilograms, not to mention three meters, one meter is probably enough. Look at Xiaofeng, who was born to be afraid of water, so he had long been hiding behind Awei. The two of them looked at Wang Ling pitifully. Oh, who said that he was the long jump champion of the school sports meet back then?

He roughly estimated the distance, selected the starting position, calmed down a little, helped, jumped, and landed in one go, showing his heroic character! The landing position was impartial, just stepped on the half-sheath. Wang Ling did not rush to pull out the samurai sword, but became interested in the words on the tombstone beside him.

Due to the age of time, the surface of the tombstone was eroded very much. Wang Ling used his sleeve to wipe off the floating soil on the monument. The exposed words made him full of questions: "The Tomb of Yamato Nakanoyan? In my mind, I only remember Yamato Nakanoyan Toyotomi Hidenaga and Himeji Nakanoyan Ikeda Huimasaki. Where did Yamato Nakanoyan come from? Besides, even if there is such a person, why did he build the tomb in this remote Totsugawa? After all, it is a dignified official from the three people."

Just as Wang Ling was overwhelmed by these problems, Awei from the other side of the river shouted at me: "Old ghost, pull out the knife and leave quickly. It's getting late."

Wang Ling subconsciously looked at the watch. Before he knew it, it was almost four o'clock. It would be too late to walk back. Well, these questions were left in his heart first, and it would not be too late to wait until he went back to check it slowly. He walked to the front of the scabbard, squatted down and wanted to pull the knife out, but he didn't expect that the knife was embedded in the soil, without moving at all. I was already having a problem with my head and was useless and used my strength to feed myself. "One, two, three!" With a "wash", Wang Ling even reacted, and even brought him into the water! Although he was the champion of long jump, he was a landlady.

Seeing this, two people on the shore were shouting for help. Wang Ling also tried his best to grab the stones on the shore, but the water was too turbulent, and soon rushed him downstream hard, and he was dizzy in the water, and subconsciously fluttered a few times, then lost his intuition...

"Your Highness, your highness, can you hear me talking?" There were waves of orioles in your ears. Although it was Japanese, you could still hear the speaker's anxiety and expectation in it.

"Where am I?" Although my head still hurts, Wang Ling still tried hard to respond in Japanese out of politeness. Quan Gang believes that "Your Highness" is a kind of honor for tourists from other places. "Ah, Your Highness is awake!" Although he didn't open his eyes, he felt a commotion appearing beside him. "Azhu, keep a low voice, Your Highness Zhongnayan just woke up, don't be shocked."

"Zhong Nayan?!" When Wang Ling heard this word, he felt a strange force rushing into his mind. He suddenly opened his eyes and sat up from the bed. It would be fine if he didn't wake up. When he woke up, he felt confused. Looking at the maid in a kimono surrounded by him, looking at the carved beams and painted roofs, the simple and elegant room, and then thinking of the familiar word "Zhong Nayan", he felt like he realized something, "Can I travel through time?"

In order to determine my current situation and also stabilize my emotions, Wang Ling asked Azhu, the little maid next to him who was scolded for waking him up, and said, "Do you know who Yamato Nakayan is?"

Azhu, who was still waiting for scolding, raised her head and laughed and said to me: "Your Highness is still so joking. Who else dares to use the title Yamato Nakayan except you?" "Then tell me who I am?!" Wang Ling had no time to joke, and then asked.

Azhu might have seen that Wang Ling was not joking, so she lowered her head again and said solemnly, "Yes, Your Highness...Your Highness, you are Toyotomi Nakasuhiko."
Chapter completed!