"Nujia Chaowu, thank the samurai adults for helping..."

On the ground behind the young man, there was a young girl with an immature face, wearing a simple kimono and a face no more than seventeen years old.

She got up from the ground pitifully and bowed 180 degrees to the other party, showing her good dancing skills.

"The grace of saving and saving lives must be remembered in my heart."

Not to mention that thanks to this man's righteous action, he was able to escape from the flirting of those ronin...

No matter who it is, whoever has seen this young man holding two "super-large strings" of bamboo sticks in the dumpling house, cut out the sharp swordsmanship, and stabbed the ronin's **** and a thousand holes, I am afraid it will be more than she is now. Humble and polite.

"Is it Chaowu? Lu Jian is not flat and draws a sword to help. This is the duty of my generation of sword cultivators... Thank you is unnecessary..."

It seemed that there was another person behind him. The young man bit off the last dumpling on the bamboo skewer, turned around in hindsight, and gave a sunny smile to the girl who was only as tall as his shoulders.

"When I first entered Yoshihara, because the commercial street was too busy, I accidentally lost my way. If it is convenient, can you tell me where the 'Shinagawa Building' is?"

"Shinagawa Building?"

Staring blankly at the young man dressed as a samurai, squinting and smiling, the girl's mind went blank.

Just now, he was molested by that group of ronin, and he just wanted to run away in a panic, and he didn't have time to pay attention to the appearance of this man who helped him with a stick and made a murderous shot.

The eyes are like clear springs, the face is like a crown of jade, and the long body is like a jade...

Looking closely, this is actually a beautiful man with delicate and soft facial features, but his temperament is as sharp as a sword.

He didn't shave the popular moon hair, but just tied his long hair hastily in a bundle at the back with hemp rope, but instead he looked more beautiful and unrestrained.

The most striking thing was his plain black kimono, which was casually draped over his shoulders like a cape. On the entire wide and long left-sleeved robe, a large red flame pattern and white petals were splendidly intertwined.

Judging by the age, he seems to be similar to himself.

In this world, there are actually men who can be born so untiring.

In contrast, the yin and yang guys in "Chrysanthemum Downstairs" are so greasy and sickening.

"That...you probably don't know...then I'll look for it myself..."

"It's all Ginji's fault. He left only the name of the store when he left. He must have known that I was going to chase after him and deliberately made things difficult..."

Looking at the girl whose eyes were dull and speechless, the young man nodded apologetically, and was about to turn around and leave.

"I... the slave's house is the new building of Shinagawa!"

Seeing that he was about to leave, the girl abruptly grabbed the other person's gorgeous long sleeves that were fluttering in the wind, and even the accent came out.

In order to cover up the northern accent and conform to the habits of the upper class in Edo, Yoshihara's wandering girls will learn a unique accent term called "Yoshihara Yanten" since childhood.

If the teacher in charge of etiquette heard what she just said, she would probably hit her **** with a whip.

"It just so happens that the slave family is going back to the building, so let me lead the way for the samurai-sama as a thank you..."

In this era, most of the wandering girls who grew up in Yoshihara Yukor were orphans or people from poor families who could not support them.

And because Youkuo is praised as an elegant and prosperous place that leads the trend, the involuntary status of Younv will not be discriminated against, and even considered to be "filial piety" for the family by making money here, it is not ashamed. export thing.

"It's not necessary to lead the way, I just want to ask for a direction..."

"Those **** may go and return at any time, since the warriors have rescued the slave family..."

At the age of 1, the young girl who has no personnel, still has a bit of childlike escape and courage.

"It's better for a good person to do it to the end and send the Buddha to the West."

She involuntarily pulled the young man with a wry smile and walked along the long street.

If life is just as first seen, what is the autumn wind and sad painting fan.

...

"Yiyuan Yan Shang", in the middle of the long street.

"What are you talking about... We were an hour ago, didn't we just..."

In the face of Asagiri's gentle question, Abeji was just about to say something when Junko Kato gently tugged at the corner of his shirt behind him: "What we met before was probably just a memory reappearance. She probably doesn't know us..."

"If you rashly stimulate them, I'm afraid some important clues will be missed. It's better to try to communicate first."

The Earthbound Spirit, who had gone berserk because of painful memories after being broken by two people on the noisy long street before, is still lying on both sides of the long street with "uncooled bones", a little bit of resentment.

"Cough cough... The next two people were here for the first time, and you and your Excellency have never been masked."

Abeji lowered his head and coughed lightly, and the conversation changed. His seemingly low-hanging hands were secretly accumulating strength.

"Forget it... Although it seems familiar, after all, you are not him..."

Facing this answer, Chao Wu seemed a little disappointed, and his pale face showed infinite sadness.

"Tonight, the Yoshihara cherry blossoms are in bloom..."

She lightly supported the evil spirit beside her with her hands, and stepped on the thick clogs with her slender feet to draw out the eight characters again...

"Even if he can't make it as scheduled..."

"Boom...boom...boom..."

With her movements, the sound of uniform footsteps was transmitted from the streets and alleys around the long street.

Those scorched earthbound spirits who had stopped in the alley and branch road before, staring at the team in the Oiran Road, all slowly gathered towards both sides of the long street.

The long street, which was originally piled with dark stumps, was crowded with people for a while, and the water was blocked.

The two only felt that they had returned to the Yoshihara Yukor in the Edo period, and were among the crowd of onlookers in the Oiran Road.

The only difference is that they "ignorantly" blocked the oiran's way forward.

And the indifferent gazes of this crowd of bound spirits gradually shifted from the gorgeous and moving oiran to the two of them.

"Even if no one is waiting at the gate, Chaowu still has to finish walking, which was not completed at the beginning..."

He raised his small chin and narrowed his eyes slightly~lightnovelpub.net~ without squinting towards Mist, he continued to slowly move the "Eight Characters", and continued walking along the long street, never looking at the two of them again.

"Once in a lifetime, only for one person, the oiran is on the road."

...

In 1654, Edo, Yoshihara Youku.

"Damn Ginji, it takes so long every time, how long are you going to make me wait today..."

A man in a samurai uniform with long hair tied behind his head, with straw in his mouth, sat on the street outside "Shinagawa Tower".

It is clearly the brightly lit and bustling Yoshihara Flower Street, but his sitting posture and demeanor are solemn as if he were worshipping Buddha in a Buddhist hall.

"Yu Shoulang, why do you squat at the door every time you come and don't go in and sit?"

The long sleeves covered with flames and cherry blossoms were gently pulled, and the girl's playful questioning sounded from behind.

"Looking at your fancy clothes and those two good knives, it doesn't look like you're short of money."