For such a lovely girl, few people can refuse, and it seems that Sharo doesn’t want to refuse. He replied, "I am a passer-by, a very simple passer-by."

"Passer-by" The girl in white cocked her head with a charming smile. "I see you are a ronin, right?"
"Ronin" Shosha Road "Sort of"
The girl in red said, "That’s great, sister. We found a ronin. What can you do, such as playing the piano with your feet?"
Shoshalo Road "No"
"Then can you sing beautiful poems?"
"no"
The girl blinked her big eyes and seemed to wonder how this ronin can’t "what can you do?"
"I will inspire"
"Encouragement is dancing on the big drum". The girl in white stared at Shoshalo’s brokeback and said, "Of course, she will feel more sensitive and smart without her hands and feet."
Shore sand Luo said that he had patted his feet. It was really smart and beautiful like a butterfly.
The girl in white clapped her hands and smiled. "Sister, it’s obvious that we came out to invite guests this time. A ronin who can dance will make the birthday more lively."
"Well," the girl in red nodded. "Guests from afar, my master’s day is my ninety-ninth birthday, and all the tourists who are willing to participate in the fishing village and pass by the ronin are invited. If you are willing and hope, you will be very happy to join my master."
"Ninety-nine-year-old birthday is your master." Shoshalo remembered in his heart that he was looking for the thorn-faced man. If it was really Kotaro, the man of the world war II, then he was almost a centenarian. "Is he asking your master?"
"Of course, my host is the cutest and most charming little old man, and his singing can inspire you." The girl in red said that her beautiful eyes were radiant with happiness.
The girl in white immediately retorted, "No, my master is the most serious and taciturn master. He looks fierce and can eat people with a straight face."
"You are not right"
"No, it’s you"
The girl in red said, "I have seen the Lord sing in the sea for three days and three nights."
The girl in white said, "I have seen the Lord shut himself in a dark room for three days and three nights without a word."
Since it is the same person, why can there be such a diametrically opposite description?
"Come on, come on, come on, let’s go and see for ourselves."
Shoshalo is also full of expectations. "Where is your home?"
"The Sea Deep Islands Star"
Facing the sea on the fourth day, the sea has a different taste at night. Although it is not far, the waves are fascinating
"The sea. I used to want to find out the difference between the Sun Sea and the China Sea."
Qu Yong muttered to himself in the mouth of the sea, the only pier in this fishing village.
He didn’t mean to tell destiny, but to himself, because destiny has become more and more strange since he came to the future. Most of the time, he kept a straight face as if the world owed him, staring at the distance and being stupid.
Just for so long, he has been staring at the dark sea and suddenly asked, "Then tell me about the difference between China and Japan."
Qu Yong is also not at all polite. He said, "I am familiar with the China Sea, and there is also a majestic margin in the Fujian Sea, but the day is different. The sea is like an extreme teenager who often has two extreme changes. Well, how can I put it?" He deliberated it again and asked, "What do you think, Uncle?"
Destiny says, "The sea is the sea. There is no difference, but it is the human heart."
"Maybe," Qu Yong said. "It’s really cold by the sea. What would it be like to go to the sea? I once had an opponent who practiced his martial arts in Hokkaido."
"Exercising in the sea, hey hey" Destiny sneer at the number noncommittally.
Qu Yong asked again, "Martial Uncle, do you think that Tiansasuke will fight him? In the past, I always regarded honor and life as the first country, and all fighters were the bushido spirit, but it seems that this is not the case."
Destiny says, "when you get old, you will know that nothing is really reluctant to give up except your life, and you will not fight it."
"Then what should I do?"
"Sasuke is just a small role. After being scared tonight, he will definitely go to the sea to ask for help, and that person is the real opponent." Destiny’s hand refers to the distant sea
"Who is that man?" Qu Yong is also looking forward to being called a real opponent by destiny.
"You ask too many questions. If you ask too many questions, you will think less." Destiny closed his mouth tightly and continued to look at the dark sea.
"What should we do now if he goes to ask for help from that man?" Qu Yong didn’t ask the question, but he thought silently in his heart.
Sunrise and sunset this is an ordinary day, but it is not an ordinary day.
This day is on an island in the vast sea. This island is neither too big nor too small. The scenery is elegant and green.
In the original gathering square of this island, a stage as big as half a football field was set up today. The stage was full of seats for thousands of people. Everyone has been seated one after another. Everyone has a number plate sent by them. Look at that dress. Most of them are fishermen in the nearby waters.
They came here wearing brand-new clothes and a sincere and warm smile, and it can be seen that the host treats them a little more on weekdays before they really come to celebrate their birthday.
It’s a nice day. It’s as clean as washing.
At this time, an orchestra was melodious in a pavilion built separately in the east of the challenge.
If you have good eyesight, you will see the pavilion with a horizontal plaque "Qingxin Pavilion" and an extremely long and wide jade screen covering the pavilion.
Only when two Japanese palaces stand outside the screen can you see the palace mane piled with brocade skirts, and the beautiful girls drag the floor and dress up. In their hands, each girl holds a peacock tail feather knitting fan. Seeing that the guests are already seated, they prostrate themselves and ask for instructions, "Tell the Lord if the birthday ceremony is ok."
Behind the screen, a dry voice said, "What’s the point of doing it every year except waking up? I’m one year older." This sound seems very tired and old, and I can’t finish my birthday.
The girl in Voldemort didn’t know what to answer, but she added, "Since everyone is here, don’t keep everyone waiting."
"Yes," the two girls walked up and down the pavilion, walked on a huge and spacious stage, and leaned over to see a dark head and said, "The ceremony is official."
Then the girl on the left continued, "Let’s celebrate my housemaster’s birthday today. Please come and perform first if you want anything. If the housemaster likes it, you can invite your wishes. I don’t know which one will come first."
It turns out that this stage performance birthday can still get a help from this host. It really is that everyone is willing to come and not leave.
"I’ll go first." As soon as her voice fell, a man raised his hand high for fear of falling behind. The girl suddenly scolded lightly, "Please observe the order and rules. Please perform first, then register at the sister’s office and queue up. Don’t be a mess."
About ten minutes later, the first performer finally came to the stage. A large group of people were dragging their feet and put on a lot of instruments. Finally, it was a geisha-like woman with heavy makeup. She first bowed in the direction of the gazebo and then sang.
Japanese songs are better than beautiful melodies, but the words are really not well written. She sang for a long time, and the descendants of the gazebo listened to yawn. After all, he sang better than any of these girls, but the fishermen were in high spirits.
After the performance, the woman didn’t want to say, "I came to thank the adults for taking care of our village. Over the years, everyone has had a good year, thanks to the adults."
The second stage was a young man with a strong blood. He practiced in white and fell down to the stage with a heroic attitude. First, he performed a beautiful taekwondo, and kicked seven boards with various leg techniques, which attracted the fishermen to applaud.
He is obviously also very proud of fuels and rushing toward the pavilion. "In the life of Maoli River, I would like to worship the adult door of Kotaro in the Valley of God and hope that the adult will not abandon the income wall."
After the screen of "Another Master", the man refused without hesitation "Don’t accept". His voice was not deliberately high, but it was clear to everyone’s ears. "I repeat, I don’t know who Kotaro is in the valley of God, and I won’t accept disciples in my life, so such people will not be allowed to leave Taiwan."
"I know I’m wrong." A girl in a palace ran out of the stage to pray for sin.
"Wait," the Maoli River shouted angrily. "How much do you need to accept me or want a beautiful woman to benefit me? I can ask my father to give it to you. You must accept me."
"Shames slap their mouths" thundered, "Today is the day when the blood of martyrs is red for future generations. Will there be a scum like you? Just because you said this today, I will take the place of your father to discipline well."
When he spoke, a white light suddenly flew out from behind the screen. It didn’t seem to fly very fast. Maoli River could clearly see it coming at himself. His heart shook and he quickly avoided it. But it was too late. The white light suddenly exploded and turned into hundreds of white lights, drowning him.