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Chapter three hundred and eighty seventh root

Kishu has been a hot spring town since ancient times. According to geography, it belongs to a peninsula, and to the west is Shikoku Island. The hot springs in the mountains and forests contain minerals, so the hot springs here have become the best place for samurai cultivation. "Kuno Hot Spring." There are several square meters of ponds on the flat ground in the distance. It is really a pleasant thing to have this kind of washing in the wilderness. From the mountains of Takano Mountain, you can see Wakayama. It has been an aria of the scenery since ancient times, but the taste of the Bikuno Ancient Road is not enough to be humane.

The characters on the pond are engraved with vermilion, but because they have been disrepair, they have long been blurred. The two words Tangchi only left marks of the seal. "Two adults can go down to the pond to rest first, and then ask the soldiers to clean it." The blessing court is still a bit shameful and should avoid suspicion.

There was a mist of mist coming out of the hot spring, but the temperature of the hot spring here was too high, so I could only pick up a basin and take water to wash it slowly on my body. But the two people who had not taken a bath for more than ten days had a great time having fun. Perhaps it was a hard time to encounter this during the march. According to the blessing place, another day was when we parted, and the mountain monk also had a mission to the mountain monk, and he only took the lead.

"Two sirs, you can go west five miles to Kumano Beach. I don't think I have to send it anymore. There is a temple of the Shinyan Sect in the distance. I'm going to hang the order." The departure of Fuchang was one day less than before, and Tu Chiyo couldn't say much. After all, his main business was to ascende to immortality. In this superstitious era, Tu Chiyo's beliefs were not gods and Buddhas all over the sky.

After leaving the hot spring, I stepped on a relatively flat road. It seemed that it was built alone for the hot spring. Weeds grew on the muddy road, but you could vaguely see some places that were trampled on by foot. Since the Jomon era, the construction started here, but because of the decline of Nara Kyo, the place became quiet again. However, it is not peaceful now, because the pace of war is slowly approaching here.

After resting along the way for a day, Jing had sent some ninjas to inquire about information. For Jishu and Kumano, it is best to use the Jaga strategy first. "Jing, look at this." Torichiyo held a letter he had just received, and his face looked a little bad.

After receiving the letter, Jing's face also became bad. "There are still 1,000 people in the city, and Dr. Zuo Suzuki is guarding the city of Zaga. This is not good news." After pondering for a half-second, Jing raised her head and a sure look appeared in her clear eyes. "Is there anything else?"

Tuchiyo closed his mouth, shaking his head back and forth, and his long ponytail swayed a few times, but it was a variety of charms, but now no one appreciated it.

"I'll go." Jing pinched the letter in his hand and took a few steps forward.

"No, it's too dangerous. Sister Jing, you have to be with me." Tsuchiyo grabbed the man's arm. "And now is not the time to go to Jaga Castle, but to the first place."

"Where?" Jing wanted to break free from this hand, but he could hear it and stopped slowly.

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"What's the matter with me?" A bald man stood in front of Torichiyo, with a strong flash of light on his bare head. The place where he was located was Nelaizhong's base camp. Here, Torichiyo spent four days walking slowly from Kumano Ancient Road, and the soldiers stayed in Kumano Beach and other places.

The head of the Nenlai family, Tsuda Suanda, whose father studied iron cannons in the Western Kingdom in his early years. Since entering the Kinai in the past few years, Tsuda has led the local wealthy families to finally build a piece of land.

"It is not convenient to disclose my whereabouts, I hope this Haihan will be." Jing put a cover on the side.

"Since you are inconvenient to travel, you should go quickly. People like you are not welcome here." The bald man was certainly not happy with such unreasonable people.

Torichi pursed his lips, "This master is a mess, and it is said that it is the visit of the retainer of Isedayama."

"Thu Qianyu, you..." Jing suddenly became anxious, and the mountain house in the forest echoed Niao Niao. However, the man hurried in to report when he saw this. "No one here, hurry up and leave."

Hu Qianyo stood on the stone steps like a rock. "You can't walk, otherwise everything will be wasted."

While the two talked, the bald man had already come over, "Several, Master Tsuda invites you, please come here." There was a more respectful look, but there was a little more complacent between his eyebrows. Master Tsuda's house is not too big. If those Buddhist temples are smaller and more exquisite, but if they are more than Yishi's mansion, they would be simply generous.

"Look at the tea." When I stepped into the room with the tatami, I saw Tsuda. This person had a little look like Chiyo, and hugged his head with a white head. Simply put, it was an Arab, but his figure was not counted. A short Yuori was draped beside me, and there was a bird behind him. "Can you two know where is this?" When the seat was finished, Chiyo and others heard this sentence.

Tsukichiyo closed his eyes slightly and sucked a mouthful of tea. The tea leaves were not good but had a bad smell, but it did not affect the pronunciation in his throat "Nenlaiji."

"Wrong." The one clapped his hands, "What do you see?" He pointed to the appearance behind his back and walked around. A look of surprise appeared on Jing's face. As for this one, he was full of pride, "Flying Bachiwu, do you understand? I, Nenlai Temple, are brothers with the same comrade as the Zaga clan."

"Of course, so my master specially ordered me to tell you some good news." Torichiyo said calmly in his eyes, as if the person in front of him was not an enemy but a friend like Yoshi.

Tsuda did not speak, but just used his chin to rush. "Dare you ask me how much I earn in a year?" Torichiyo's first sentence was to throw away his old truth.
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