Whose personality mask's power comes from the heroic spirit?

No one dared to oppose Mori Motonari, the head of the Mori family who made the Mori family prosperous!

"Which direction did those two people flee?" Looking at the wounds on the corpses of the demon army, Mori Terumoto felt a chill in his heart.

Such a refined technique, it is obvious that it was developed by killing countless demon soldiers.

Moreover, in the short time after he entered the wooden house, the two men not only killed the demon soldiers, but also escaped without a trace, which was enough to prove that the two men were masters who were far superior to him.

Be it skills or riding techniques, I cannot compare to them.

Therefore, he now really hopes that these foot soldiers can cooperate with him, or at least point him in the right direction.

Finally, it was that foot soldier again, and he pointed in the direction of Shitamachi.

"Master, didn't I tell you? It's in the direction of Shitamachi."

"...You're talking too much!" Maori Terumoto felt bitter in his mouth, but he could only wave his hand with all his strength, "Go, bring my warhorse, and gather two teams of foot soldiers, and follow me to capture the two intruders!"

"Young Master, we still have to guard the fort gate." The foot soldier pointed in the direction of the fort gate with a wronged look on his face and reminded, "The corresponding number of demon army foot soldiers killed by the two intruders will have to be asked for again from the demon army generals later."

"You mean, should I go after them alone?" Mori Terumoto's hands were shaking.

If the location wasn't wrong, he would even want to chop this taciturn foot soldier to death with a knife.

"No, what I mean is... you can send someone to inform the mayor of the lower town and ask them to form a civilian search team and ask them to provide clues about the two people. You will go to the city to form a formal capture team to arrest the two intruders." The not very talkative Ashigaru suggested.

"...Well said. Then you go to the lower town to pass the message." Mori Terumoto looked at the relatively young foot soldier in front of him and gave the order.

The young foot soldier immediately drooped his face.

If he had known this would be the result, he should have shut up!

He hoped that the two horses could run fast enough so that by the time he reached downtown, they would be able to finish what they were doing and run away early.

Chapter 24 Zhu Rong: I don’t read Confucius and Mencius

“Bastards! These bastards!” Zhu Rong tied his warhorse to a tree outside the town. With a ferocious expression, he used his fire to cut a nearby tree in half. “I see that this city has no trace of war. These bastards probably didn’t even use weapons and directly joined forces with the demon army!”

"Who knows what the head of the Mori family is up to." Taiyi curled his lips and said, "Mori Motonari is a very capable scheming guy, but he was born a little too early. If he had been born thirty years later, Japan's Warring States period would have been a completely new situation."

"Perhaps this time, Mao Li Yuanjian discovered some new perspective, so he chose to cooperate with the demon army at the beginning."

“Who cares about that new perspective?” Zhu Rong’s anger grew. “When I get a chance to meet that guy named Mao Li Yuan Jian, I’ll just blow his head off with a flying knife!”

After entering the downtown area, Taiyi took Zhurong directly to the most luxurious house in the downtown area.

It’s hard to say about other longhouses, but this one obviously belongs to a landlord or a powerful person, so there must be a lot of supplies inside, and there will be a wide variety of items to choose from.

Probably because the time chosen was close to dinner time.

When Taiyi and Zhurong broke into the mansion, the rice had already been steamed, and salted fish, miso soup, a few side dishes and sake had been prepared, and they were just waiting for the host to call for the meal.

Of course, Taiyi and Zhurong are now cheaper.

"Tsk, this soup tastes really weird." Zhu Rong was somewhat unable to adapt to the miso soup, so he simply emptied the bowl and then scooped some cold water from the kitchen vat to drink.

After eating and drinking, Zhu Rong wiped the corners of his mouth, looked at the people who were knocked down by Taiyi and tied up with hemp ropes at the kitchen door, and then turned to look at Taiyi.

"Let's go to the stable and pick some horses, otherwise we might be surrounded by the demon army soon."

"No hurry. I knocked out all the people who were sent out by the owner of this house for help and hid them in the woodshed. They won't be exposed for the time being." Taiyi shook his head and replied, "I plan to pack up the remaining rice. How about you take advantage of this free time to go to the room of the mistress of this house and pick out some suitable clothes?"

"...That's true." Zhu Rong nodded, then picked up a maid and asked her to take him out of the kitchen.

Taiyi, on his side, looked at the half-full bowl of rice, touched his chin, then turned to look at the other maids and kitchen helpers.

A 'friendly' smile appeared on his face.

I guess these maids and kitchen helpers who are exploited by the big landlords wouldn't mind doing some small jobs for a bandit like him who breaks into their house, right?

When Zhu Rong simply rinsed her body with cold water, changed into the 'clothes' she had modified and returned to the kitchen, the maids and kitchen helpers were carefully packing the wrapped rice balls and the remaining dried fish into exquisite boxes under Taiyi's supervision.

Looking at Zhu Rong's new outfit, Taiyi sighed silently.

Wow, this nice kimono was cut into several strips of cloth.

All the cloth added together was not even as much as the one Zhurong had worn before to hide his flesh.

"Sir, everything is packed." Holding the package of rice balls, the kitchen helper gave it to Taiyi with a wry smile, "I don't know what you plan to do with us next."

These words seemed to have pressed a switch, and everyone present except Taiyi and Zhurong had a miserable look on their faces.

"My goal has been achieved. You can do whatever you want from now on." Taiyi waved his hand and replied, "But you have to recommend someone who is familiar with the construction of the house and knows where the stable is."

Then the kitchen helper who was in charge of packing and delivering the parcels and asked an extra question was recommended again.

"We are destined to meet each other." Taiyi smiled at the kitchen helper who was being held on the neck by Zhurong with the Hellfire, "Come on, take us to the stable to pick out a good horse."

The kitchen helper could no longer hold back his tears, and two lines of tears streamed down his nose.

"Why didn't I see you crying when we were fighting with the demon army? Why are you crying here in front of me now?" Zhu Rong didn't tolerate him and kicked him directly.

She now views all the people in Kyushu as 'traitors'.

The kitchen helper wanted to turn around and glare at the woman, but he didn't dare.

There was a blade on his neck.

I could only lead the way obediently and didn't dare to even think of resisting.

I was afraid that my head would be off my neck the next moment.

They led him all the way to the stable. When Zhu Rong saw the three fat and strong horses in the stable, his eyes lit up.

"The quality of these three horses is much better than the one we rode." Zhu Rong retracted his karma fire and looked at the quality of the three horses carefully.

"Tsk, what a pity that we can't take them all away at once." Zhu Rong rubbed his hands, then handed the Hellfire to Taiyi, "Boy, you come hold the weapon for me. I need to take an extra horse with me on the road."

After much deliberation, Zhu Rong could only choose two out of the three and gave up one of them with great pain.

There's no way, there's a fool behind me who can't ride a horse.

Without saying a word, Taiyi found a hemp rope in the stable and tied Yehuo to his back, using the back side to support the package tied around his neck and armpits.

"You, go open the door. If you dare to make any small move, I will hit you with a dart." Zhu Rong pointed at the kitchen helper with the hairpin she took from the hostess's room and warned him.

"Sir! I'll be obedient! I'll be obedient!" The kitchen helper trembled and expressed his loyalty.

Zhu Rong held two reins in his two hands, with Taiyi sitting behind him, riding two good horses and following the kitchen helper towards the gate.

After all, it was a tamed good horse, and Zhurong and Taiyi encountered no resistance when they mounted the horse.

After the kitchen helper tremblingly opened the door, Zhu Rong seized the opportunity and swung the two reins.

She knows how to get a horse off to a fast start.

Taiyi was pulled backward by inertia and instinctively reached up with his hands.

"Hiss - boy, be gentler! Do you want to tear me to pieces?" Zhu Rong felt a sudden pain in his chest, grinned, took a breath of cold air, and then scolded in a bad mood.

Zhu Rong didn't feel anything to be ashamed of.

Although Meng Huo was the only man who had the courage to grab the two pounds of flesh on her chest in the past thirty years, the boy behind her also won her recognition in terms of martial arts, observation and scheming ability.

If her daughter had not been married off early, she would even want this boy to be her son-in-law.

So it’s no big deal if he catches me a few times.

The tribal people of this era have always been like this, which is completely different from the customs in the Central Plains where people are too shy to look up when their hands are touched, or where the barriers between men and women are stricter than those between rivers.

Of course, if another man were to catch her, Zhu Rong would make sure that the man’s eyes would be closed and he would never be able to open them again.

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Chapter 25 Zhu Rong: Boy, are you interested in becoming the next King of the Southern Barbarians?

Love is found at the corner.

The foot soldier whose original duty was to guard the fort gate hesitated, but finally arrived at the downtown area.

I had just met the mayor and had not talked for a few words when two familiar-looking men and women suddenly appeared from the corner in a mighty posture, riding on the same horse and leading another horse.

For a moment, the Ashigaru wanted to roll his eyes and pretend to faint.

But this thought was fleeting.

Because the other person didn't even bother to look at him, and just galloped past him on two horses.

"Don't ride your horses on the street, you young people!" The mayor shouted at the two men as they left.

If it weren't for the mayor's old age, the foot soldier would have wanted to slap him.

These two evil spirits have finally left, do you still want to call them back?

Fortunately, the two evil spirits never returned, and the foot soldier felt that he had saved his life.

"Sir? Let's continue with the order you were about to give." The mayor scratched his beard, glared hatefully in the direction where the two men had disappeared, then put on a flattering smile again and looked at the foot soldier.

"...No, it's no longer necessary." The ashigaru boy blinked and replied, "Form a lower-machi search team to search for the hiding place of those two people just now. This is the order that the young master asked me to come here to convey to you."

"But they both have escaped now, so there is no need anymore." The foot soldier resisted the urge to curl the corners of his mouth, left after saying these words, and hurried away.

He was worried that if he stayed any longer, the mayor would notice that he was laughing.

The only person left there was the dumbfounded and frightened mayor.

However, there was more bad news waiting for him.

When he returns home, he finds that the two horses that look familiar are the ones that the two men had robbed.

Compared with those two good horses, the loss of a dinner was nothing.

……

Galloping on horseback through the woods between the downtown and the city, Zhurong remained silent about what had just happened. Taiyi, out of embarrassment, clasped his hands around Zhurong's waist and moved part of his body back, not daring to get too close to Zhurong.

Zhu Rong had washed his body, probably using soap, and the original smell of blood and sweat on his body was no longer odorous, replaced by a faint fragrance.

Add to that the tenderness on his hands just now...what normal man would not react?

It was Zhu Rong who didn't turn around and slap him, or kick him, so Taiyi was unable to react in time.

Generally speaking, the above results were completely normal in ancient times.

The more extreme ones would even pull out a knife and stab us.

But Zhu Rong didn't even laugh it off. He just treated everything that just happened as if nothing had happened and reacted very calmly.

Could it be that this is the legendary tolerance that women have towards young boys after they get married and have children?

After all, strictly speaking, his current body is that of a little boy who is actually less than one year old.

Although he looked to be eighteen or nineteen years old, in the era when Zhu Rong lived, even the eldest son could crawl around in the fields.

Taiyi was about to have a brain storm, and even wanted to discuss with his senior in life, Achilles, in a mental meeting about how he should deal with this situation.

Zhu Rong finally spoke.

"Boy, although I think it's okay if I don't say anything, you scholars always like to have wild thoughts, so I thought about it and felt that it would be better to explain it clearly." Zhu Rong guided the running direction and speed of the two horses while distracting herself to talk to Taiyi, "There is no such mess in the tribe... red tape, that's what it's called."

"If a woman is touched or prodded, she will be either dead or alive. This phenomenon may seem normal to you scholars, but it is impossible to happen in Nanzhong."

"Of course, unless one of them is unwilling. If they are forced, it may take one of them to die for it to end."

"As for you kid...I don't mind you, so I won't risk my life with you."

"Heh... Only Meng Huo died in the war to defend Nanzhong. Otherwise, if he knew, you two might have had a life-and-death fight."

“But that guy is dead…”

Zhu Rong's tone was more or less sad.

"And what a coincidence that the one who avenged him was you."

Well, the place where Achilles fell was exactly in the direction where Taiyi blasted out a passage, so both Zhu Rong and Taiyi thought that he should have died in that long-range laser cannon.

"It was you who saved me."

"According to the tribal rules, I can even be considered yours."

Taiyi, who had just been forced into a ghost marriage by a Japanese female ghost, looked confused.

Does the Southern Barbarians have this rule?

Oh, he is not familiar with official history or unofficial history, that’s okay.