Apocalyptic Forecast

At the entrance of the lobby on the first floor, the students who came and went suddenly shunted, bypassing the man standing in the middle of the door, or standing far away, watching with curiosity.

　　 The gray and cyan hakama is decorated without the slightest wrinkles, and the black haori is covered with clogs.

　　 And holding a slender sword bag in his hand.

　　 wait in awe.

　　 The temples of the middle-aged man are pale, and the silhouetted face is extremely vicissitudes of life. After being covered with a layer of chill, the original dignified appearance has indescribable majesty.

terrified.

At this moment, facing this sudden question, Huai Shi raised his eyebrows slightly, and looked at his appearance: "Seriously, I don't know what you mean, but I guessed it a little bit. I don't know if you want to listen. I explain.

　　 But before that, at least you have to report your name, this teacher? "

　　The visitor suddenly sneered, "It's a mere nameless person, so naturally it doesn't deserve the attention of the dignified Astronomical Commission inspector-since you have done that kind of thing, now you ask the name below, don't you feel hypocritical?"

　　 "It doesn't matter if you want to be cynical, if it's your intention."

Huai Shi calmly raised his hand, handed the bag containing the lesson plan to Lin Jiu, and walked towards him: "Although I will be ridiculed if I don't do anything, it makes me a little angry, but I still hope this matter can be The more decent way is resolved.

　　 So, let me repeat it again-I don't know who you are, or why you have such a big grudge against me.

　　 But if you come to ask for an explanation, at the very least, you have to state your name before I explain it, right? "

　　 "Do you still want to humiliate me again!"

　　The middle-aged man was furious: "It is useless to say more, let me understand the power of the judges of the Astronomical Society!"

　　 He stretched out his sword bag and revealed a long sword from Yingzhou.

　　 Here, challenge.

　　 "From just now to now, isn't it you are humiliating me unilaterally?"

　　 Among the crowds of people watching, Huai Shi asked blankly: "No matter how aggressively bringing a sword to the door, it's not a talking attitude, right?

　　 Still, you just want to find a place to vent your anger? "

　　 At that moment, with Huai Shi stepping forward, everyone had a flower in front of them.

　　 After a momentary trance, it seemed that a gap appeared abruptly in the middle of time, which made the whole process disappear, leaving only the final result.

　　 And Huai Shi is already like a ghost, passing a distance of several meters in an instant, and even the slightest sound of wind has come to the middle-aged man.

　　 is close at hand.

　　 "Now, I will ask one last time—"

　　 He stared at the divergent pupils and asked softly:

　　 "——Name?"

　　Subconsciously, the middle-aged man backs away.

　　 There was a sharp voice, and the wooden clogs scratched two tragic marks on the smooth ground. In the face of sudden changes, his response can be said to be perfect.

　　, moving like thunder, withdrew two meters in an instant, almost breaking the glass on the back door.

　　 finally opened a safe distance.

　　 But when he raised his eyes, he found that Huai Shi's face was still close at hand, and his genial smile had not changed in any way, and his hairs stood upright.

　　 The right hand supporting on the hilt suddenly squeezed, and with the push of the thumb of the left hand, the steel in the sheath roared out-draw the sword!

　　 Immediately afterwards, it stopped abruptly.

　　 "Not allowed."

　　 Huaishi's palm lifted up, and he didn't know when it had been directly in front of the hilt. It seems to have caught seven inches of the giant python in the hole, not allowing it to go out of its sheath for another point.

　　 In this way, the blade was re-inserted into the scabbard inch by inch.

　　 No matter how the middle-aged man resisted, his complexion was so pale, the palm he pushed forward never swayed or swayed, until the scabbard and the blade were closed to one place, and a clear chirp sounded.

　　 Huaishi took a step back, her smile still harmless.

　　 as if provoking, motioned to him.

　　 Come again.

　　 A ray of irritated crimson appeared on the face of the comer's iron green, and he took a step forward in front of Huai Shi's face, slowly bends down, and put his hand in a posture of responding.

　　 It seemed that the strings of the longbow were gradually tightening, and the unintended terrifying tension gathered on his five fingers holding the hilt of the sword.

ready.

　　 Only the biting chill spread from the steel-hungry screams in the sheath, killing intent-leaving no room for it, this is a genuine sword duel.

　　 And Huai Shi was still smiling, standing still, without moving.

　　 just looked at him.

　　 In the freezing silence, only the big beads of sweat dripped from the samurai's forehead, soaking the neckline and the broken floor under his feet.

　　He didn't move.

　　Only the scream of the long sword in the sheath became more and more stern, and it was as sharp as it stabbed everyone's eardrums and climbed crazily. Until the end, in Huai Shi's waiting, desperate wailing burst out.

　　 There was a broken sound from the sheath.

　　 The unsheathed blade was shattered in the sheath.

　　 As the long sword shattered, it suddenly seemed to have lost all the essence. The middle-aged man's face was pale, unable to hold up his body anymore, he staggered and fell to the ground.

　　 Where can’t I understand the gap between each other?

　　 didn't even draw the sword, he was defeated.

　　 No, it should be said: He didn't have the courage to draw his sword in front of those silent eyes until he failed completely.

　　 Unexplained fear arose out of intuition, ingested his consciousness, and made him freeze in place, unable to move.

　　 "I lost in the next..."

　　 The distressed middle-aged man used his scabbard to prop up his body with difficulty, breathing hard: "Today, it was Sasaki Kiyomasa who came to the door and took his own humiliation.

　　 From now on, when I meet Mr. Huai Shi, I will naturally retreat and dare not get entangled anymore—"

When he said this, his voice trembled slightly, and he was so sad that he couldn't help himself, and he was almost crying. I had to bow my head and stagger up from the ground, trying to escape in embarrassment.

　　 but heard a soft voice behind him:

　　 "——Did I let you go?"

　　 Amidst the faint hustle and bustle, dead silence suddenly arrived.

　　 The deep words with unimaginable weight and chill made the hall freeze again.

　　 Sasaki Kiyomasa stunned in place.

　　 In the reflection of the glass door in front of him, he vaguely saw the reflection of the young man. It is erratic like bubbles, it is difficult to see the essence, but in the moment of trance, it seems that there is endless darkness rising into the sky, engulfing everything.

　　 formed a heart-pounding vortex of terror.

　　 Under the cover of darkness, he finally sensed the source of this fear in his heart.

　　 is right beside him, two dim and hideous shadows have appeared at some point. One holds a heavy scarlet axe in both hands, as solemn and majestic as a priest.

　　 And the short knife in the hand of the other shadow has been attached to his neck.

　　 felt the biting cold.

　　 Until now, Sasaki Kiyomasa still doesn't understand where he is. Since standing in front of Huai Shi, his life is no longer in his own hands.

　　 "Teacher Sasaki, right?" In the silence, Kai Shi walked to his side and asked back.

　　 "Exactly."

　　 Under the erosion of the chill, Sasaki Kiyomasa raised his head with difficulty and responded boldly, waiting for the dissemination of Huai Shi.

　　 But after a short and heart-pounding silence, Huai Shi raised his head in thought, but suddenly grinned, revealing a gentle smile.

　　Darkness, ghosts, frost and death vanished in that moment.

　　 There is only one face full of enthusiasm.

　　 "Sasaki-sensei——"

　　 As if seeing it at first sight, Keishi grabbed Sasaki Kiyomasa's hand and asked enthusiastically:

　　 "Have you eaten?"

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　　 Two hours later, in an izakaya with Yingzhou characteristics in the Ivory Tower.

　　 "Excuse me, let's have another bowl!"

　　 Sasaki Kiyomasa raised the empty bowl in his hand.

　　 The corners of Lin Jiu's eyes twitched, looking at the densely piled empty bowls and plates on the table, not knowing where this rice bucket came from.

　　 "Give me a bowl, too."

　　 Huai Shi also raised his hand to greet: "By the way, I will come again with a sake and a piece of fried chicken-nineteen do you want anything else? Just treat it as a teacher, you are welcome."

"I am full."

　　 Lin XIX looked helpless, looking at the spectacular scene on the table.

　　 It's no better than these two foodies.

　　 So the two of them were waiting for the tea with rice, and they ate the edamame and drank, as if they weren't the one who had just fought.

　　 And Huai Shi finally figured out the causes and consequences.

　　 Sasaki Kiyomasa, is a ronin who loses nobility.

　　 And if you want to talk about the relationship, there is even a little connection between the two people. Before he lost the title, the official was the Lijian family, who was the retainer of the Lijian family.

　　 It's a pity that because of the struggle between Tianjin and Guojin, the Wu family completely turned to the general, and the previous generation of the Lima family who stood in the wrong line was ordered to commit suicide in the subsequent liquidation.

　　 And Sasaki Kiyomasa changed from an 800-stone Chinese leader to a ronin, and he had no place in Yingzhou. If you have a better mind, you might be able to restart the stove outside, but if you put on a Tiehanhan Ershu like Sasaki, who is less in his head, he can't find any next home at all.

　　After several wanderings, she eventually became a ubiquitous external teacher by taking shelter and the ivory tower.

　　 To put it simply, they are temporary workers.

　　 There are not many people like the Ivory Tower. They can't get a formal contract, and there is no hope of getting their own fixed classroom. The reason why he could stay was because he was valued by the professor in the ikebana classroom and he was recruited as his assistant teacher.

　　Professor is very old, and it is rare to meet a younger generation who is close to his eyes, and can take care of him. I only hope that my fellow villager will not be desperate.

　　 But the good times didn't last long. Before half a year, the professor took sick leave before school started.

　　The huge ikebana classroom has no heads~www.wuxiaspot.com~ Sasaki is greatly favored by others, but it is difficult to prevent the classroom from deteriorating day by day.

　　 Seeing the old professor's life's hard work disappear like this, even this classroom can't be kept, Sasaki's thoughts are all there.

　　 But even if you cut your abdomen, there is no use for eggs.

　　 And at this time, seeing my family’s students lose one by one, and the original students plan to turn to the classical music appreciating classroom for various reasons, and then people from the two clubs will fan the flames...

　　 "If it weren't for Huaijun Haihan today, I would almost have a catastrophe underneath."

　　 After eating, Sasaki was sitting again, and according to Yingzhou’s strictest understanding, he leaned over to salute the poem, and almost squatted on the ground: "Dawei Shen し訳ございませんでした!"

　　 "Where is Sasaki-sensei? Aren't we not acquainted with each other?"

Huai Shi lifted him up with enthusiasm, and was relieved: "You may not know that Xiao Humber and I are in the Social Security Bureau, but we are in the social security bureau, but we have a relationship with each other. We fought side by side in the paradise and almost formed a different surname. Brothers and sisters. In my heart, she will always be a younger sister. How can she be as knowledgeable as those in her younger sister's family?"

　　 just bullied Sasaki for not knowing the profoundness of the Eastern Xia language, Kaishi kept taking advantage of him: "Misunderstandings, please don't care. In the future, our two classrooms must live in harmony."

　　 I don’t know why, one after another wicked thoughts constantly springs up in my heart:

　　 Why are you angry?

　　——This kind of good tool man who lacks a string in his brain and is particularly easy to use must be held in his own hand!