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The four who continued to walk forward were disturbed by the wanted men from the city.

At that time, the four of them were entering a city to recuperate, relying on the money earned by the boy and Wendy singing, and Dororo's excellent eloquence, the four spent on accommodation and food.They bought a lot of durable and not perishable food, lived in a slightly better hotel, and discussed where they should go next with the map.

Wendy, who intends to guide them to the Daigo territory, pointed to a village, "Let's go there to see how we can support this journey with our food supplies."

Dororo pinched her chin and tried hard to understand the entire road map, but she couldn't see anything and nodded blankly, "It's okay to walk this way, but isn't it too close to the center of the territory?"

"How could it be?" Wendy had a mysterious smile on his face. He was about to say something but was interrupted by the boy who rushed in.

"Quick! Pack your things! Let's withdraw first!!"

The boy directed Dororo and Wendy to pack the food they just bought and hide the extra money in their pockets. He jumped out of the hotel window with the dull Hyakkimaru.After confirming that Wendy and Dororo were following up behind him, the boy led the way and got into the forest by the roadside.

Not long after they left, well-dressed warriors kicked open the door of the inn.Under the trembling body of the innkeeper, the samurai held up the arrest warrant in his hand with a gloomy face, "You! Have any of the guests staying today seen a boy who looks like this!"

"This is an arrest warrant issued by General Daigo. He is arresting the boy on the painting. You should report it truthfully!! Otherwise," the samurai drew out the katana from his waist, and chopped down the wooden table next to him. "Be careful your head is the same as this table - separate!"

The innkeeper swallowed hard. With the consent of the samurai, he picked up the portrait and looked at it carefully. He had an impression of the boy on it.It is true that I stayed in the hotel with some other people today, and the boss was surprised by the similarity between him and another boy, so he was naturally very impressed with the boy.

With trembling hands, he took out the spare key of the hotel, "Please, please come with me, my lord. The wanted criminal lives in these two rooms with his friend," the hotel owner who opened the door had not had time to open the room The door was pushed aside roughly by the samurai.

The samurai kicked open the door, and there was no one in the room, and some insignificant things such as maps that he hadn't taken away were scattered on the table.The window was wide open, and the samurai could still see the messy footprints left by the four people under the front window, "Damn them for running away. You lead a team to search in the surrounding forest! We must catch that boy who spread rumors!!"

The low-ranking warriors behind him took the lead and each led their men into the forest for a carpet search.

The samurai giving orders walked out of the room, grabbed the collar of the innkeeper who had slumped on the ground and hadn't responded for a long time, and he came to the counter, "You should still remember what that boy looks like, draw them all, or I will kill you." Hand it in as an accomplice!"

The innkeeper's hands and feet were paralyzed by the intimidation. He picked up the pen and couldn't remember the faces of the other two people under the oppression of the warriors. He could only draw the person he remembered who was suspected of having twins with the wanted man.

On the other side, the four people who hid in the forest hid in the tree and held their breath to avoid the crowd searching under the tree.They landed softly on the ground and left in reverse.There is no other place to hide in the forest, so they can only play hide and seek with the warriors in this way before dark.After dark, because the forest was not safe, the warriors withdrew one after another and stationed at various exits of the forest. The warriors who got the new portraits circulated to each other. They were asked to remember the faces of the two people on it, and they were killed immediately when they found them.

A samurai who happened to have heard a boy tell a story communicated with his friends in private, "This boy has a really good singing voice for telling stories, and I don't know what he sang, but he was wanted by the lord."

"I heard that it was the last story he sang about the king's sacrificing his son to seek the peace of the country and the people." A samurai who knew a little bit of the inside story responded. General, use diplomacy and hope our general can bring that boy to justice."

"Ah, is it enraged or..." The samurai winked at his companions, and he said with a smile, "Didn't Daigo's side be famine and plague before, and this would end in perdition in other territories, but it was them Dago It returned to normal in two years. Now that the weather is good and the people are healthy, it is really not difficult to doubt that General Daigo has made such a fuss."

The samurai who was still trying to say something was kicked to the ground by the leader. The leader looked around and hugged other people who had the same suspicion as this person. He could only warn the group of people not to talk nonsense, lest one day Beheaded.

But in fact, General Daigo's behavior of making such a fuss has already proved to other nobles that the sudden revival of his territory in the past few years is tricky.

Relying on her small stature, Dororo poked her head out of the shadow where the samurai could not see, and touched the official documents scattered in the mud, and she ran back carefully to the place where they were hiding now.Dororo handed over the official document to Wendy and the only literate boy present, and told them the gossip he had heard, "It seems that General Daigo—that is, the father of Hyakkimaru is chasing and killing you. Because of a story you sang? What did you sing that could make a general want to kill you?"

"We didn't sing any distorted stories, we just revealed a little secret righteously." Wendy explained to Dororo in this way. After reading the official document and the two portraits in the official document, he immediately pulled away when he wanted to say something. The young man complained, "They—the paintings are too ugly!!"

"How can Cecilia Hua be so ugly? I don't have such a long chin, and the eyebrows are as thick as Master Di Luke's great sword!!"

Wendy, who was getting more and more angry, simply threw away the official document, and threw herself on the boy for comfort.

The boy who comforted the big cat on his body picked up the document again, "There are only portraits of me and Wendy on it, maybe you and Hyakkimaru can leave here first."

"Eh? No way! How could I leave you guys and run first!" Dororo protested dissatisfiedly, she was not the kind of person who left her companions and left first.

"Don't worry, Wendy and I have a way to escape." The boy comforted Dororo, who seemed very excited, and he blinked, "You have to trust us, we will be able to escape from the pursuit of the warriors, and when the time comes we See you on the road."

Dororo was a little moved.

At this time, Wendy stepped forward and said a few words, no, to convince the other party to believe in her.

They decided to send Dororo and Hyakkimaru down the mountain the next morning.

The next day, Dororo took Hyakkimaru down the mountain with a pile of improvised firewood on his back. Relying on Dororo's eloquence, he successfully persuaded the guarding samurai to allow them to leave the mountain and enter the city to sell firewood for money.Dororo and Hyakkimaru who entered the city did not stop, immediately put down the firewood they were carrying, and left from the main road outside the city.

The boy and Wendy were lifted up by a thousand winds, and under the guidance of the wind, they landed in another mountain forest on the mountain that trapped them.

The stone steps built along the mountain road have been carefully cleaned by servants, except for the unstoppable dust, the fallen leaves have been swept aside to become the nourishment for the trees.The boy and Wendy stepped up the steps, and they saw the deserted temple built in the mountains.

It seems that because the only monk died, the temple was empty and many facilities were covered with dust.The boy and Wendy walked into the temple, and heard the bell that had not been rang for a long time suddenly rang, and the chaotic bells rang through the sky, shaking many birds in the forest away.Wendy raised his hand to call out the wind element to block the sound of the bell, and he turned his head to beckon the boy to continue walking inside with him.

Going inside became more and more gloomy, and the attic door of the Hell Hall was locked.Wendy tried to push the door open, but was stopped by a force inside, unable to push half a point.

"It seems that the people inside also know we're here." Wendy stopped doing futile work, and turned to find his boy, "Hey, since we can't get in and break the statue, why don't we order a Light it up!"

The young man handed out the crime tool at the right time, with a harmless smile on his face, "Be careful to burn down the surrounding forest, why not just blow the whole house into sand with the wind."

"Great idea!" Wendy took the bow, and pointed the wind arrows condensed between her fingers at the plaque of Hell Hall.

call out.

The wind arrow that came out from the body firmly hit the bull's-eye.

The entire plaque gradually cracked from the middle of the three characters Hell Hall, and fell to the ground crackling, splashing dust all over the place.

As soon as the angry ghosts in the room appeared first, they were dissipated by Wendy's quick body shot on the forehead.No matter how angry the remaining ghosts and gods are, they can only be hindered by the threat of force, and they hide in a small world, waiting for the assistance of the person who made a deal with them.

Doesn't it come out like this?

Wendy weighed the remaining elemental power in his body, and he condensed an elemental arrow again, aiming at the gate of Hell Hall on weekdays.

Then don't come out and hurt people.

"Don't even think about reincarnation." Wendy said the most ruthless words, with a smile on her face, and pointed the arrow that gathered thousands of winds and condensed most of her remaining elemental power towards the gate of the hell hall, and pierced through it. Through the vulnerable wooden door, he stabbed into a statue inside the house.

penetrating.

The power of the wind carried by the arrow caused a storm around, and the center of the storm was the ghosts and gods who were involved in it, and it cast its resentful eyes on the two people standing outside the door, but soon because of the terrifying suction and rotation of the center of the storm, The fragments of broken ghost statues around were also involved and dealt a severe blow to the surviving ghosts and gods.

Wendy, who stood on tiptoe and put her hands on her forehead to watch the indoor scene, clicked her tongue, "The storm here will not stop for a few years. General Daigo, don't expect to realize your dreams by relying on these crooked ways."

The young man looked back together with him, and Daigo Jingguang, who raised his bow and arrow, had an ugly expression on his face. He saw one of the secrets of his success being destroyed by two brats, and he gritted his molars, "Who are you guys? Who! Which force sent you here!? You don’t think you can defeat me like this!”

"No one sent us here." The young man looked at the general who was more concerned about his status as a ruler. "We just can't understand you taking away a child's 'freedom' as a human being."

"That child was not born as your sacrifice, he was born because of his mother's expectation. Even if you are his father, you can't decide for him whether he is food on the table of ghosts and gods."

"Relying on a child to become the glamorous city lord today, you are too incompetent."

In the eyes of the furious Daigo Jingguang, the figure of the twins who had exposed the reality of this rich territory began to appear illusory. He unwillingly shouted at the two people whose identities were obviously different, "He is my child! I have the right to decide who he is." life and death."

"For this territory, for the people in this city, and for me as his father, he should be a sacrifice!!"