After the sun set, Mizuno Fujiro Nobuo sneaked out of the city. Before the moon came out, the surrounding wooden houses had already lighted up, and a few beard flowers were blooming by the windows, reflecting on the partitions, like paintings.

He went from the side gate leading to Yonekura to outside the city wall. The beautiful sky river hung in the night sky, and the sea water beating the city wall facing the sea on the west side, making a gentle sound. The crickets began to whine.

When Nobukin bypassed Yonekura and stepped on the stone steps leading to the north gate, he decided not to argue with his brother. During the day, his attitude became a little arrogant. When he thought of his brother Nobumon planning to join the Imakawa family and let the Mizuno family attack the city where Tokugawa Ieyasu was, Nobukin couldn't help but have a blood surged. Perhaps blood was related to life and death, so he protested against such a stupid war.

"This time, we can't argue with our brother anymore. We must convince him calmly." Xinjin thought so, and came to the moat and quietly ordered the warrior guarding the door to open the door. He looked up at the night sky again, unable to help but feel deeply moved.

After leaving the city, the wind gently brushed across his face. Is Okazaki Castle also blowing the same wind, stroking the cool night there? The shadow of his birth mother suddenly appeared in Xinjin's mind. When Xinjin replaced his father to Okazaki Castle to attend the grand wedding, the mother and son who had not seen him for ten years hugged each other and cried. This scene made him vaguely realize the sadness and joy of life.

The three of them could have shared the joy of family together, but why do people always use inexplicable reasons to build a high wall to separate them? Why can't mother and son gather together? From then on, Xin Jin's heart had doubts about the impermanence of the world.

It is understandable if the weak are ruthlessly killed in order to protect the territory from being violated, but to expand the territory, it will make him feel disgusted and sad. They forgot that no matter how many people the generals killed, they will eventually grow old and turn into bones like the weak. In the face of life and death, everyone is the same. It brings solemn joy and imposes cruel punishments. Can people realize this?

Xin Jin unknowingly came out of the dim woods of Jinfeng Temple and walked along the small field path towards the bear residence. There was a roar of frogs around him. Xin Jin once again told himself not to have a dispute with Xin Yuan, and to calmly tell his brother about his understanding of life and the sorrow of the world, and advised him not to join this stupid war.

The trench in the bear residence reflected the lights and caught sight of people. A earthen wall stood quietly in the darkness. Opposite, the warehouse was hidden among the trees, like a rugged rock. Xin Jin carefully took out the turban from his arms. The weather was no longer so hot, and the sweat on his body had dried up. He put on the turban, speeded up his pace, and hurried to the back door of the bear residence that smelled badly along the willows beside the earthen wall.

As agreed before, the suspension bridge slowly dropped under the guidance of a thick hemp rope. The smell of mold seemed to come from there. The frog was frightened and jumped into the water with a thud, causing ripples on the quiet water surface.

Xinjin looked around carefully and stepped onto the suspension bridge. He knew that there was a girl named Yu Guo in the bear residence. When the old owner of this family died, he decided to let the girl serve the gods for life. Xinjin had heard rumors about her that she was as beautiful as a gourd flower raised in a deep house. He didn't know that the girl had been roughly occupied by his brother Xinyuan and became a captive of crazy love. At that time, it was unimaginable that the Lord of One City had an affair with a woman outside the city.

After crossing the bridge, Xin Jin found a small door according to his brother's instructions and knocked it lightly three times, twice each time. The small door creaked open. "Ateng..." With a low call, a scent of orchid musk came to his nose.

Xinjin felt strange when he heard the woman's call. Although there was no light around, he could feel that she was not a maid or a humble maid. Xinjin vaguely saw her fair face and slender figure, showing her beautiful temperament, and was shocked: Could it be that she is Miss Yu in the mansion?

Since Shinzo could call the woman who serves the gods, he could imagine his methods. Shinzo once said that he had controlled Xiong Ruoguan. Now it seems that it was not a nonsense, but a real conquering Xiong Ruoguan's master, Rantaro, the elder brother of the woman in front of him.

The woman gently closed the door behind Xin Jin. She leaned over again, grabbed Xin Jin's hand, sent it from the cuff to her chest, and continued to walk forward.

"Is it Miss Yu?"

The woman hugged Xinjin's waist from one side, and her soft arms made Xinjin almost dizzy. His fingers touched the woman's elasticity.

"Well..." Yu Guo replied as she walked, "I've been waiting for you for a long time..." Her words later turned into a rapid breath. But these intermittent words made Xin Jin even more confused. Originally, I heard that Yu Guo was dedicated to serving the gods and was not sophisticated. Could it be that there is a different etiquette here from the world, and this practice is also unique? A kind of charm that is different from lust, and a heartbeat that is different from the charm, stirring Xin Jin's blood.

After passing through two wood doors, he saw an unlit lantern and a few stones. There were a few illuminated places beside the corridor. If it weren't for the sound of the water pipe, he would have thought that flowers were blooming.

"Give me the knife." Yu Guo said. When she said this, her hand still did not let go of the letter, and she put her whole body on him, burying her black hair into his arms.

Shinkin touched the knife. According to the custom of this, when he went to a woman's room, he should take the knife and hand it over to the other party. However, it became a routine to not take the knife when he went to someone else's house for the first time. Okazaki's retainers even brought the knife when they went to the toilet. "In this chaotic time, you must be careful everywhere." They calmly regarded this practice as a routine.

If he had not been young and energetic, Xin Jin might not have handed the knife to Yu Guo. However, Yu Guo's intimate actions made him lose his mind. After Yu Guo let go, Xin Jin handed the knife to her. Yu Guo happily walked towards the eaves of the corridor.

Suddenly—a spear stabbed from the stone at the outlet of the water pipe, silently.

"Ah!" Xinjin moaned, then shouted in a low voice, "Miss Yu... Yu Guo..."

Only the branches and flowers and bamboos make subtle sounds.

Xin Jin held the tip of the gun that stabbed his thigh tightly and shouted, "Miss Yu, knife..."

Yu Guo was a little surprised: "Knife?"

She only found that there was a slight tremor in the bushes of Huzhizi opposite the washbasin. Both the attacker and the attacker were so calm. She hurriedly ran back, handed the knife to the letter, and asked in a trembling voice: "Is there an assassin?"

Xin Jin did not answer. He took the knife. At this time, two black shadows ran over from the wash basin. Xin Jin drew his sword and slashed at one of the black shadows. After falling into the air, he could only hear the whistling sound. The other black shadow took a step back and set off.

Yu Guo didn't see anything. She just felt a murderous aura in the air, and fear made her tremble all over. "There is an assassin!" She wanted to shout loudly, but she couldn't make a sound.

"Wrong." Shinkino, who had a face covering, whispered, "I'm no Shinno Shinkino--" He remembered Shinkino's words and said his brother's name. Shinkino identified the other person in the darkness. They seemed not wearing night-wearing clothes, but Su Fangran, who was often seen by the ninja, would disappear into the darkness immediately after moving a little.

"They didn't retreat, it seemed that they didn't recognize the wrong person." The other party was still standing on the star, motionless. Their target was brother. Who were they? Xin Jin was secretly strange and felt disgusted again.

One person held a long knife in his hand, and the other person's knife was taken off by Xin Jin, so he took out the short knife and put it on his posture. If it weren't for a stab in his leg, Xin Jin would have slashed over in anger. Although there was not much bleeding, the wound was getting more and more painful.

The man holding a long knife held his breath and tiptoed over. At this moment, a sound came from the eaves behind him. Another figure swept past his eyes.

"Dangerous! Someone..." Yu Guo screamed. She felt something like black silk thread fall on her head. The water falling from the eaves dripped onto the stone slab where she put her shoes, splashing water.

Xin Jin saw the figure clearly, picked up the long knife and slashed it up quickly. Blood splattered, as if it was slashing hard, but he didn't hear a moan. The long knife swayed lightly, Xin Jin went to the left, and slashed to the right. Almost at the same time, another black cat-like figure rushed towards Xin Jin.

"Ah!" The miserable scream was not like a human voice, but like the sarcastic cry of some animal before death.

There were scattered footsteps in the mansion, and people hurriedly ran over with lanterns. Yu Guo only saw the first brother Rantaro who ran over, and lost consciousness.

"What happened?"

"Mr. Shinono Shotsuki-moto... was killed."

"What? Lord Shinoya..."

Yu Guo vaguely heard these sounds in a coma.

"Save him quickly, it's Mr. Xinyuan!"

People carried away another injured person, and Yu Guo was still in a semi-coma.

When she woke up, she found herself lying quietly in the corridor, beside her a man with a bandage on her legs, and silver moonlight shone on him.

Yu Guo rushed over. "Ateng. Young Master Xinyuan..." She pressed her ears to his chest and her lips to his neck. She had forgotten her shame and just wanted to know whether the person she loved was still alive. He still had a heartbeat and could feel a faint breath, but he was lying there motionless.

"Ateng... Master Xinyuan." Yu Guo was a little confused. What happened tonight was too unexpected for her. She lamented that if Xinyuan died like this, she would never live alone.

"Ateng, you can't die. If you die, I... I too..." Yu Guo began to check for the bandaged wound. A gunshot wound is different from a knife wound. It will not shed so much blood, but the white flesh on the wound is turned outward, and the blood stains the surrounding skin. She may think that the injured person has lost consciousness and suddenly licks the blood with his mouth, trying to lick the other person's wound with his tongue.

Seeing this woman's behavior so incompetent, Xin Jin finally understood that this was not an ordinary feeling. "This woman likes her brother..." Xin Jin had a huge question in his heart.

It would be fine if Yu Guo made a mistake, but even Rantaro regarded him as a Shinto, which was really puzzling. He was attacked by two ninjas just now, and he expected that when someone attacked him head-on, others would definitely attack from the eaves, so he lay on the ground on his back and stabbed the opponent's chest from below. Before he could even make a sad sound, he died. At that time, he deliberately made a sound, pretended to be stabbed by the opponent, deceived another ninja and asked him to take the knife back.

But he didn't understand why the brother who should have arrived before him still didn't appear when he heard the cry of mourning? "Didn't brother come at all..." Xin Jin began to suspicion. "Brother cheated me..."

At this time, Yu Guo hugged Xinjin's head and kissed his face frantically. "Ateng... you can't die! You can't die before me!"

Yu Guo became more and more bold and became more and more crazy. She hugged Shinkin and kissed wildly. The moonlight became dim and could not shine Shinkin's body. I really don't know whether this was a farce or a tragedy. If it were normal, Shinkin had already lost control. But today, the pain in his heart far exceeded the intentions of men and women. If Rantaro knew his brother's thoughts, he would not have let Shinkin pretend, but he also regarded Shinkin as a Shinkin. This is enough to prove that his brother had not come at all!

In the past, faith would be burned with anger. But today, he felt a hint of coldness, like a blade slashing across his skin. Is it his life perception along the way that made him feel that love and hate have no meaning, or the ninja who died before he could make a cry of mourning just now. It made him feel the impermanence of life? Everything was the instructor of his brother - he was completely disappointed.

Once the brother made up his mind, he would not let anyone go. However, he used the woman who loved him deeply, which was too cruel.

At some point, Yu Guo uncovered the turban on Xinjin's face. She wanted to integrate her life with the man she loved deeply, and hugged him tightly and cried.

Yu Guo knew that the person in front of him was not Xin Yuan, what would happen? Xin Jin suddenly felt that something was wrong, but he was young and didn't know how to comfort Yu Guo. He reached out and grabbed the turban that was removed and wanted to cover himself again. He did not want to protect himself through this move, but to prevent the other party from being hurt.

"Ah..." Yu Guo screamed in surprise and then hugged him again. The woman might have known from the beginning that Xin Jin was not dead.

"Awaken...you are awake." She seemed to be waiting for the arrival of this moment, buried her head in Xinjin's arms with tears on her face. Xinjin quickly covered her face with one hand. She had to leave here as soon as possible! A decision must be made. Should she go back to duel with Xinyuan, or just go away and disappear from her brother's world?

The moonlight became dimmer and there was no trace of light around. If you just left with a mask like this, maybe the other party would not realize that you had recognized the wrong person.

"Miss Yu."

"Um."

"I won't lie to you."

"Um……"

"I'm not Fujigo, but Fujigoku, I'm very close."

"ah?"

"Let me go. I was plotted by my brother. I didn't know anything... just as my brother said... I came here. My brother planned everything."

Yu Guo still hugged Xinjin tightly, but his body began to tremble violently. She had not let Xinjin go for a long time. At first, she thought it was Xinyuan who was joking.

Xinjin was helpless about this and had to say, "Miss Yu... let me go. You recognized the wrong person. But... I will not forget your care for me tonight."

The voice is indeed very similar to Xinyuan, but it sounds younger than Xinyuan. Moreover, Xinyuan has always called his name roughly and will not add the word "Miss". Yu Guo feels that his blood has stopped flowing, forming ice, and the flame of humiliation spreads all over his body. She thinks that the other party is a man who sleeps with her, and he starts with him as soon as he enters the door... but now he knows that he has recognized the wrong person. Things are getting worse and worse.

Yu Guo was shocked. She still held Xin Nei, but almost stopped breathing and could not find a suitable way out. She felt sorry for Xin Yuan than her shame. Will Xin Yuan forgive her for her frivolity? At this moment, she suddenly thought of death.

She made up her mind and let go of Xinjin. She had no time to care about Xinjin being deceived by Xinjin and Xinjin's cruelty towards her.

Seeing Yu Guo let go of his hand, Xin Jin breathed a sigh of relief. He tried to sit up quickly, but suddenly remembered that there was an injury on his leg. He frowned and gritted his teeth and stood up. Although the injury was not serious, the pain in his heart was far deeper than the injuries he had suffered on the battlefield before, and it hurt his bones.

It was embarrassing to drag a limp leg, so he turned and walked towards a place with moonlight, ready to walk out of the wet corridor. At this time, he heard someone open the partition.

"Xinjin Young Master."

"who?"

"There is the owner here..."

"Mr. Rantaro?"

Rataro did not answer his question, but said calmly: "Danger."

"What danger? Could it be that there is still an ambush?"

"No. I believe in the young master, it is dangerous for you to continue like this. This is outrageous."

"What did you say?"

"My brother is a cruel and ruthless person." Rantaro stressed, "The best way is to use the trick. Fortunately, there is still a corpse. It is said that Mizuno Fujikuro Nobuki humiliated his identity as a samurai and died in the maid's room... What do you think? If not, your life will still be dangerous..."

Xin Jin stepped down the corridor with one foot, and the other foot was still in the corridor, looking up at the moon in the sky.

Yu Guo was curled up in a dark corner, motionless.

The moonlight became brighter and brighter. Xin Jin stood there motionlessly. He was plotted by his own brother, killed or killed. A wave of disgust surged into his heart. The silver moonlight shone on him, becoming more and more desolate. Where to go from now on, we must make a decision at this moment.

"You have a good deal with ninjas." Rantaro still said calmly. "This ability may be enough to deal with Brother Ling, but you can hear me that murderers will always be killed. "Ego" is just a bubble of human attachment to the self and the vague ethereal." Rantaro continued.

Xin Jin still said nothing, looking at the moon in the sky silently. He felt lonely, as if he wanted to blend in with the cold moonlight.
To be continued...