"She? Who is 'she'?"

Jingwan stretched out his right index finger and tapped the center of his eyebrows with an intriguing expression:

"Buddha."

Qingdeng was stunned for a moment, then burst into laughter.

Next, as if they had agreed in advance, they both fell silent and stopped talking.

Their eyes once again fell on Tachibana Takayuki's Zutaba.

The silence, exuding a peaceful atmosphere, enveloped the surroundings.

About 5 minutes later, Qingdeng turned back slowly.

"Abbot Jingwang, it's almost time for me to leave."

"Are you leaving now? Have you finished what you want to say to your father?"

"Well, yes. I have said everything that needs to be said. Abbot Jingwang, see you next time - if there is a next time."

Qingdeng held the sword at his waist and strode away.

He had just taken two steps when he suddenly stopped and turned his head as if he suddenly remembered something.

"Abbot Jingwang, can you do me a favor?"

Jing Wang raised his chin and signaled "please speak".

"If tonight... or in a few days, my bones are delivered here, please send a message to all passers-by -

"The Tachibana Taka no Saki clan and Tachibana Aoden Moriharu of the Genji Tachibana family, they stuck to their ways and finally died here. But they still have a little blood left, it can still burn, it is still burning!"

After leaving these words, Qingdeng turned around without any hesitation, stepped on firm steps, and walked straight out at a fast pace.

At this time, a calm male voice without sadness or joy floated out from the slender figure again:

"I don't know whether this trip is a blessing or a curse, I just know that I will keep running forward."

What responded to Qingdeng was Jingwan's stunned look that seemed to be suffocated.

The old man stood there, watching the soldier's back quietly with a strange look on his face.

"...Mr. Tachibana, stay!"

Qingdeng was stunned for a moment, then turned around slowly.

I saw Jingwan taking out a string of extremely smooth Buddhist beads from his arms, twisting the beads with one hand and holding the palm of his other hand in front of his chest.

"The Buddhas of the three generations, according to Prajnaparamita, achieved Anuttarasamyaksambodhi."

While reciting scriptures, he walked slowly towards Qingdeng.

"Therefore, we know that Prajnaparamita is a great divine mantra, a great enlightenment mantra, a supreme mantra, an infinite mantra, etc. It can eliminate all suffering and is true and true."

"So the Prajna Paramita mantra means that the mantra says: Reveal the truth, reveal the truth!"

The tone of pure delusion keeps rising.

At this moment, he had already arrived in front of Qingdeng.

"Polo reveals the truth, Paraṣṭhāna reveals the truth!"

"Bodhisattva!"

As if to crown the opponent, Jingwan gently placed his withered but surprisingly strong left palm on Qingdeng's forehead.

"Go ahead, kid."

he said softly.

"Go and accomplish what you have to accomplish."

"Prajnaparamita Heart Sutra".

This sutra is so famous and spread so widely that even Qingdeng, who does not believe in Buddhism, has heard about it.

Go, go, go through all the roads to the other side.

Move from suffering to liberation, from ignorance to enlightenment.

Qingdeng remained silent and looked at the old monk in front of him without saying a word.

At this moment, he suddenly opened the mouth of the sheath, and quickly pulled out a section of Echizenzumi Tsunayuki Mamoru Kaneshige from his waist, and then forcefully pushed it back into the sheath.

clang!

The sword collided with the scabbard.

The sonorous sound of gold and iron striking each other resounded in all directions.

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Edo, a casino owned by the Shimizu clan——

"Ha~~I'm so sleepy..."

"Hey, don't yawn and cheer up. If the boss finds you deserting while on duty, you will be punished to death."

Yakuza, dressed as two younger brothers, performs the task of guarding the gate conscientiously.

"Oh, it doesn't matter if we have a short errand, right?"

The Yakuza who yawned just now shrugged his shoulders indifferently.

"Anyway, it's impossible for anyone to come to our Qingshui clan's territory to cause trouble. It doesn't matter if we just stay in a daze for a while and run some errands, right?"

"Having said that, the tasks that should be performed must still be performed well... huh? Hey, look, someone is coming."

"Um?"

The two of them looked straight ahead in no particular order.

I saw a samurai wearing two swords walking out of the darkness at the street ahead.

He didn't have any companions, and he didn't carry any other weapons except the sword. He just walked straight towards the casino alone.

Both Yakuza instinctively sensed that this warrior seemed strange, so they quickly shouted loudly:

"Hey! Who are you? Come and do...Hey! Hey! What are you going to do?!"

In an instant, the warrior suddenly accelerated his pace!

A slow walk turned into a trot, then into a fast run, and finally into a gallop with endless afterimages!

Soon after saying it, the warrior suddenly exerted his strength and jumped up high.

Before the two Yakuza could figure out the situation, one of them was "crushed" by the fallen samurai.

The man who survived for the time being pulled out his knife and put on a chaotic fighting posture while stammering and trembling:

"Who are you?! Do you know where this place is?!"

"Of course I know, I'm here just to kill you all."

The next moment he heard this brief self-introduction, a shining slash filled his field of vision...

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Tachibana Taka no Saki-mune and Tachibana Aoden Moriharu of the Tachibana family, they stuck to their ways and finally died here. But they still have a little blood left, it can still burn, it is still burning - just with this sentence

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