Chapter 705： Omen (1/2)

”Please use slowly.” At this time, the boss delivered the meal.

Pickles, radishes, a rice ball, a piece of Chinese cake.

Although I don't know, the ”Yamada Palace” that Yamazaki Ichiro slaughtered was simply a fabricated identity out of thin air, but when he saw this rich dinner, he showed satisfaction.

Pei Ziyun absently nodded slightly, desperate for the diet of this era. At that time, the daily menu of the secretary-general was actually the above. Adding salted fish, and then having a cup of tea and a few snacks after a meal was already a luxurious meal .

”Be patient!” Pei Ziyun drank slowly, and after a while, he had a general understanding of the identity of the person sitting here.

They are all samurai who have recently come to work in Heianjing. Most of the warriors below the ranks are supposed to be fierce warriors. Their courage is different from ordinary people, but now they are alert and careful.

”It is not uncommon for these warriors to pour in. In the early Heian period, thieves had run rampant, frequently attacking the government, ambushing and transporting, and even poured into Kyoto and burned the palace.”

”In the first year of Kuan Ping (889), the group thief led by the thief Bukit Wing rioted in Kanto and it was suppressed for more than ten years.”

”Then the East Malaysian Party is in chaos.”

”Followed by layoffs in Weifu people, they rioted, attacked the Beijing ship by boat, forcibly took rice, cloth, and stretched across the South China Sea. This is the western pirate.”

”To make matters worse, the prisoners of the Yi people have rioted again.”

”The so-called night walk of a hundred ghosts is, in real history, synonymous with thieves or robbers, stigmatized by the court into ghosts, and even the prototype of a swallow boy is actually a riot.”

”Interesting power and propaganda, if the people knew that the uprising was the same person as themselves, they would imitate it, but now that the uprising is full of evil spirits, they will not only fail to imitate it, but also avoid it, which isolates those Evil. ”

”Japan can maintain a 1,500-year dynasty, it is a trick, let alone say that in order to deal with these evil spirits, the court had to rely on samurai, which is why the samurai rose.”

”Now the local sheriff and the transport team are all warriors, and it is normal to come to Heianjing.”

”But it's clear that in my world, a hundred ghosts are not necessarily thieves or robbers, at least not a drunk boy.”

”Although these warriors talked about many things, they were all daytime things, and they avoided the night. They avoided even the things at night, which made these warriors jealous. The legend of the night is not necessarily a talk. ”

”If I use force, I don't need to hesitate and do it directly, but now I have to detour a little bit and have to understand the intentions of the black hand-specific news, or I can give Yamazaki a try.”

Pei Ziyun does not like to talk with strangers. In addition, his temperament is quite different from these lower-level samurai, and it is difficult to make these people care.

It was Yamazaki Ichiro. Although he was not a brave man, his appearance was bluffing, and with the rudeness unique to the lower-ranking samurai, they were very reassuring.

No, I just drank some wine, and there was a samurai sitting next to him, shaking it slightly and talking to Ichiro Yamazaki.

When facing Pei Ziyun, the other party was somewhat restrained, especially when they learned that the other party was the master of the Yamada family who served Orange Daozhen, his face was humble.

But turning to Yamazaki Ichiro, there is no such uneasiness.

The samurai smiled: ”Yamazaki, Izumi from Hequan country, it must be **** the road?”

Izumi is very close to Heianjing, but in the Heian era, it was already considered a remote country.

Yamazaki Ichiro's spirit shook, and his gloom swept away. Haha smiled, and was quite proud: ”You're right, you just met two robbers along the way! Those people are really abominable. They are all dalits. To the samurai, he dared to pull his sword. ”

”But even these pariahs, even if they grabbed a knife or two, they were just muddy legs, and I cut them three on the spot.”

Yamazaki Ichiro picked his own story and said a few things, causing everyone around him to stop talking and listen carefully.

Pei Ziyun also listened curiously. After all, this ”Yamada Shinichi” was directly ”airborne” to a place not far from Ping An Jing. Those previous things were not related to himself. He also planned to listen and see if he could find clues.

As a result, I heard Yamazaki touting his high-powered words, and he felt boring.

Obviously, the focus of the samurai questioning is not this: ”... This is really amazing, but apart from these, haven't we encountered any strange things?”

Is it to inquire about the monsters on the way, to determine whether the journey back is safe?

”Speaking of which, after entering the city, we encountered a strange thing.” Without wanting to continue to listen to nonsense, Pei Ziyun suddenly spoke, drawing everyone's attention to himself.

Speaking of his pride, Ichiro Yamazaki, he couldn't help taking a nap when he heard about it.

Immediately someone discovered this, and asked with a little anxiety, ”Oh, Yamada-don, Yamazaki-kun, I'm sorry to ask, can you tell me?”

Some people resisted the move towards this place and sat back again, obviously a little nervous.

Pei Ziyun saw the reactions of these people in his eyes, and said lightly: ”The two of us found a lantern with the words” soba soba ”. When I walked over, I found that there was no one in front of the noodle booth. In a word, the lantern actually ... was gone. ”

”There was no wind at the time, and a woman's whimper came ...”

The oil lamp in the room glowed green with a faint light, and it seemed a little bit sensational. When he said this, he was suddenly blown by the wind, and he shook it slightly, almost extinguished, and the wind outside was also louder, making a whine. , Seems to be speaking with Pei Ziyun.

”...” Everyone present was silent for a while. The samurai who had just come over to laugh and say to Yamazaki Ichiro turned white and went back to his original seat without talking.

”Zhujun, what's wrong with you?” Yamazaki Ichiro was uneasy and smiled reluctantly.