Illimitable Until Death

Finally, Fang Li naturally refused Sichuan Kampong's invitation.

The title samurai sounds very tall, but in this era, samurai have decayed much of the country.

Otherwise, look at the samurai in the golden palace and you'll see.

Scared of things.

Bullying is afraid of stiffness.

Don't dare do it.

No dignity.

That's what samurai say today.

Due to the presence of Kabane, the physical and mental integrity of the samurai has been worn to an incomplete level.

Not surprisingly, there have been many warriors in the original book who have fought many times over fear of Kabane's existence, even stigmatizing ordinary people and even killing them.

So in this day and age, the samurai seemed to help govern the stations, but in the minds of ordinary citizens, they were almost no different than bullies.

There is no respect for the samurai, only fear.

That's what's happening in this era.

Perhaps this is the relationship between Jiuzhi and the dignity of the samurai?

At least, in the view of the square, of the original samurai, only Jiuzhilai and Arakawa Jibei can be described as true samurai, and the rest are merely disappointing beings.

Therefore, we do not want to be one of these people.

Even if we can get closer to Sichuan Kampong and protect her, we won't want to do it.

Of course, the reason will not be given, it will only hurt the peace between the two sides.

In this regard, Sichuan Kampong is somewhat disappointed. It seems that he really wants to help the party to get rid of the stray identity.

As a future step-by-step governor, such goodness is not a good thing.

But no one hates good people.

Same goes for the square.

Hence, Square Chuanpu had a little more talk with Square Chuanpu for a while, during which time Square Chuanpu kept smiling.

It's not as humorous as it sounds. It's just that this era lacks a lot of entertainment. As someone who lived for 18 years in that era of information explosion in the twenty-first century, some of the fun things that were randomly said in the square make Sichuan Puchong curious, even laughing.

This leads to two outcomes.

One is Sichuan Chuanpu, a deeply entertaining young lady who has not seen much entertainment, rarely opens the talking gate. Although the talking room is still rude, it also adds a certain amount of innocent girl characteristic delicacy.

One is that Jiu Zhi came to live from the beginning to the end without saying a word more. He just looked at the square with a vicious look, as if he were looking at some bitter and vengeful enemy. That look, rather than trying to pull a knife to cut the square, he simply wanted to jump on the bite.

In such a happy conversation, Sichuan Kampong suddenly seemed to recall something important, a small shout.

“Lord Puchong?” Jiuzhi came to live as if he had finally found an opportunity to intervene, and immediately asked: “What is wrong with you? ”

“I... I almost forgot.” Sichuan Chuanpu said in a bit of a panic: "I have to help my father fix his short steam gun today. ”

Rumor has it, Fong Li suddenly raised his head and looked at Siquang Chuanpu.

“ ———— ”

At this moment, Sichuan Kampong just felt a chill all over his body.

Because, at that moment, Sichuan Kampong saw it.

In front of the vagrant, who talked to himself, a pair of ordinary eyes suddenly flashed an icy blue light.

That icy blue light is like being able to deprive Sichuan Kampong of all her body temperature, as if it could erase all her life, creating a delusion of Sichuan Kampong.

One is not confronted with a person, but with the illusion of God.

A reaper's illusion.

At the moment, Sichuan Chuanpu couldn't help but take two steps back.

“Lord Puchong?” Jiuzhi came to live somewhat strangely and asked: “What happened to you? ”

“Mr. Fong... Fong Li?” Sichuan Chuanpu ignored Jiuzhi's arrival, but looked at the square with an unsettled face and shook his mouth: “You... you just...”

Looking at the unsettled appearance of Sichuan Chuanpuna, the darkness in the heart of the square shouted bad.

“I'm sorry, Lord Puchong.” I'm sorry, "he said.“ I didn't mean to scare you. ”

“No...” Sichuan Chuanpu caressed his chest and hesitated for a while. “But just now your eyes...”

“Eyes?” She asked in confusion, “What happened to my eyes? ”

Looking at the expression of confusion in the square, Sichuan Kampong set his mind and looked back into the eyes in the square.

There are only a pair of dark, ordinary eyes.

Did I make a mistake?

Sichuan Chuanpu's heart raised such an idea.

Instead of waiting for Sichuan Kampong to come up with one, it was a reminder: "Miss Kampong, didn't you just say you wanted to go fix your father's short tube? ”

“Right... right.” Sichuan Chuanpu nodded. “That's why I came here, trying to get him to escort me out with me. ”

“Then let's get out of here.” Even though Jiuzhi Laipu wondered why Sichuan Chuanpu suddenly made a big fuss, he said: “If you delay the chief, you may be punished. ”

“Saying… is true.” Sichuan Chuanpu still seemed to care, but when he thought about business, he had to say goodbye.

As just now, there was no abnormality in the conversation with Siquang Chuanpu in a relaxed tone, sending Siquang Chuanpu and Jiuzhi to live away.

When Sichuan Kampong and Jiuzhi left each other, the smile on the face of the square disappeared little by little and sighed.

“Looks like we're gonna have to find a chance to hone control of the Devil's Eye. ”

Although from the outset there is a will that can be used to restrain the start of a straight death eye, when the emotions in the square are ups and downs, the straight death eye will have to open on its own.

Just now, the eyes of the Straight Dead Demon appeared only for a moment, but in that moment, the dead line of the Sichuan River Bulb was clearly seen.

A dead line scattered throughout the body of Sichuan Kampong is like splitting it apart. It makes all sides feel like Sichuan Kampong is splitting apart.

However, I didn't expect Sichuan Chuanpu to be so sensitive, but I noticed something different.

“But fix the short ones? ”

This is something that was just remembered.

In the original book, on the day the plot began, Sichuan Chuanpu was carrying her father's short steam gun to repair it.

“Looks like the plot has finally begun. ”

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