Miyoko replaced Yoshiki and walked slowly to the bridge. Her eyes were fixed on the fish passing by from the bottom of the bridge. From the bottom of the bridge, there was a place covered with pebbles in about five steps. The fish were shuttled inside, and there were a lot more than those where the water flowed flat.

"Boy, have you noticed there?" Miyoko's hand pointed at the area with dense fish.

Zhongsheng looked unhappy: "What are you going to do? I'll catch fish for you?"

"No, please help me spread the feed."

"Scatter?"

"Yes, are you not even willing to do this?"

Paste-like feed was sprinkled in the water and swam down the water. "Those fish don't seem to like your things."

"Yes." Miyoko's eyes flashed and she looked into the distance. After a few minutes, the feed at the bottom of the bridge was nowhere to be found. At this time, a green carp rose up and flowed downstream along the water flow. Miyoko's expression became sentimental. "Are you dead?"

Of course, Honta on the bridge also noticed the fish corpse flowing downstream and stopped the movements in his hand.

"Zhongsheng, why do you think fish are like this?"

"Why? I don't know..." I really can't answer such a strange question.

Miyoko turned her body over and stared at Tadashi tightly at Tadashi. "See, this is death... I see too much, too much every day. Human nature is numb, and everything is over." Another fish followed the traces of the fish that had just flowed downstream and tried hard to climb up the torrent. She felt no stranger to the death of her companion just now. "It is true to live peacefully, just be ordinary. Those fish wandering in the pond can survive well and enjoy the scenery of their daily lives. After all, they will die. There is no need to work so hard, do you understand? Master Samurai?"

"People keep fighting and running forward with all their hearts. After being busy for a century, no one will stop and think about their end. If there are no hard actions, how can we verify whether your life is worth it? Death is not terrible, what is terrible is that you don't know why you died. The fish know what is behind that turbulent flow of water, but why go forward without moving forward, Zhongsheng answers me..."

"Sir..." This was Yishi's voice. Zhongsheng turned his head excitedly and went to the side. Yishi found a branch with his right hand to support him. He wrapped it with cloth strips. He did not look like he was injured, but looked calm. "Are you okay?"

"I'll answer my question first."

"I don't know..." Tadaosheng felt powerless for such an answer.

"It is because we unravel the unknowns in our hearts."

"Thank you for your teaching." Miyoko said such words, for some reason. She walked quickly. It seemed that he understood what was hidden behind this.

He supported the branches and walked forward a few steps. "Zhongsheng helped me and was ready to set off."

"But, are you okay?"

"It's okay, they must have wanted to take advantage of the opportunity of me going to Odawara to kill me, and those who want to kill me must be waiting for me there. Hold me and ask Hirochiyo to set off quickly."

"promise……"

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"Thank you for your care yesterday. This is your reward." Zhongsheng bent down and bowed respectfully. He handed out three gold verdicts.

"No need." Miyoko pushed Kim Seng away, "You can change the herbs well, please use less on your left arm."

"I understand, but these are my wishes." Yishi took out a gold verdict from her clothes and handed it over. "I guess your husband would agree to me to give you money, right?"

"You." Miyoko's eyes shone brightly.

"Haha, Takashi Chiyo, Tadao, let's go." He patted Tadaoshi's shoulder and signaled to move himself away as soon as possible.

Suruga started to set off at Odawara and seemed closer. The flat road had been walked several times, and the renovations here became more and more perfect. It cannot be thanks to the excellent civil affairs expert Hojo Ishiyasu. "Sir, why do you say that?"

"Miyoko in your eyes has seen through life and death, but even those who see through it do not know what death feels like. His husband may have lost his life because of war or because he met a guy like us, so he refused to save us. But... we are like fish going upstream, pursuing the dream in our hearts. Perhaps his husband is like people like us, and people are so easily moved."

Odawara Castle

This is the most solid city in Japan. Compared with those in Kyoto and Kinai, it is like a father looking at his son. Odahara is a plain city, but after countless years of construction, it is connected from the plain to the mountain. When the huge Tianshou and even the sun's eyes are reflected, it will exceed the vastness brought by the "Holy Mountain". The lower road is a post road covered with cherry blossoms. In the season when it is blooming, countless petals fall under the tea house. However, these petals are like bidding farewell to Shikaya, scattering from the wind.

"I am the governor of the Tianshan family, and the chief minister of Tianshan Central Affairs." Yishi handed over the letter of worship with difficulty.

For such a disabled person, it is hard to imagine that he is a guy who is intimidating Kinai. "It turns out that he is Lord Tayyama, he is rude. Please go there for a break and I will report to my Lord."

The place to live is a piece of house close to the village. In this era, the village was on the periphery, while the principle of otaku was different. The simple wooden structure was used to surround the village layer by layer. Even if it was covered with a cage, it would not cause grain production to be reduced. The internal grain could still be supplied to the city.

"What a solid city." Zhongsheng couldn't help but sigh as he stroked the Wai Tianshou built with bluestone.

"Yes, the three generations of Hojo are all counting on this city, which can help it seize the world. A stable foundation is the condition for fighting for the world." For the three generations of Hayong Toshikazu and the three generations, these foundations are enough to compete for the world. Unfortunately, that His Highness, the clan Master, was not a smart guy. He was full of ambition, but lacked abilities.

"Is that right? I think whether it is the clan, the clan, or the clan of this generation, they are immersed in the illusion of Mishima Ai Meng in the early years. Such a guy will sooner or later die." Tsukichiyo is not concerned, and he does not have much recognition of the clan of the previous generation.

A samurai walked out of the corner of the wall in the distance, with an old face and one eye was missing, and a big scar flowed out. "The interesting samurai actually said this on the death day of Shikang."
Chapter completed!