Chapter 149 Magic Stick

Benduo Zhongsheng knew that he had just lost his words and was a little embarrassed, but this stubborn old man waved his hand with an arrogant face. He took the chisel hammer and went to "jingle" against a large piece of wood.

Honda Zhongzheng smiled bitterly, saluted his father, pulled Aken, and the three retreated. As he walked, Honda Zhongzheng repeatedly apologized: "This is my father's temper. Don't be surprised, please. Since I asked my lord to retire, I have been unhappy. Please forgive me."

"The general is straightforward and heroic. He is not like those cowardice people, and can only do things in his stomach!" Zhang Fan said with a smile.

"Oh, if Zhang Fanjun's words were heard by his father, it would have reached his heart." Honda Zhongzheng felt a little warm in his heart and took them to a living room and let the servants eat some wine and dishes, all of which were delicious seafood. Three people sat on the ground, serving several beautiful and petite Japanese women.

"The two people from the upper country are rude in our countryside. Zhang Fanjun and Akenjun will use these seafood specialties. However, this wine is the 'white snow' sake produced by Yamato, which is rare for ordinary people to drink. Please try it.

Aken heard this, picked up the cup, took a sip, and squeaked his lips, "Well, what a good wine!" Some are overjoyed. Zhang Fan was ordained and could not drink, so he pleaded guilty to his master.

Benda Zhongzheng is a little strange. The monks in the temple drink. This sake was first brewed by monks. Why do Chinese believers still have this rule? Zhang Fan knew some Japanese customs, so he explained in detail the origin of Buddhist inheritance in various places. Benduo Zhongzheng suddenly changed his tea. Zhang Fan toasted the host with tea instead of wine.

During this banquet, the guests talked about some anecdotes and anecdotes of the two countries. Aken and Zhang Fan were all profound people, but they talked happily. Japanese wine, Acan and he drank a little high. They actually slapped the table and sang Japanese folk songs. Aken also learned both in the Guadalcan scene and the fat captain of the 'Xuefeng'. These two people are not adjusting anyway, just want to be happy!

Zhang Fan looked carefully with a wine glass and a wine pot. This hot wine holding pot was somewhat similar to the Tang Dynasty holding pot he received. The wine cup was a little old legacy of the Tang Dynasty. Japanese appliances have a lot of connection with China's Tang Dynasty, but this time it is believing. In the real world antique market, people often use oriental porcelain to pretend to be ancient porcelain, for a reason.

But the porcelain and wine utensils in hand should be imported from China, otherwise the sintering temperature of the porcelain could not be so high. It will take several years for Japan's local high-temperature porcelain "Aritayaki" to appear. Even if it is burned, it is not so exquisite.

Zhang Fan studied ancient Japanese utensils, but Aken on one side drank too high and almost hugged the servant girl who knelt aside. I pulled Zhang Fan. But Benduo Zhongzheng pushed Zhang Fan away and ordered the wait girl to paste it up! Take good care of Uncle Acan. Japanese men and women are especially inferior to China. It is normal for men to have three wives and four concubines who are still drunk outside. This Akan is quite adapted to the customs here.

However, Zhang Fan was shocked and suddenly thought that although Green Wing is a female streamer, although her physical ability is super strong, this ancient Japan is the most patriarchal than girls. Will it be against Green Wing... Thinking of this, he secretly contacted Benzang and asked him to ask about the situation of Green Wing. After a while, there was a rumor from Benzang that Liu Sheng's family and Liu Shengzong were not there. Others were invinced by the force of Green Wing, and no one dared to be disrespectful.

However, Green Wings also became lively. Seeing that the Japanese did not have much respect for women, she went to the countryside and did not come. Now he is dressed in men's clothing, and his height is much taller than these Japanese people, and he uses makeup. The people in Liu Shengzhuang are also willing to treat her as a man, and now they are waiting for Liu Shengzong to come back.

Zhang Fan listened and felt a little relieved. According to Zhang Fan's own estimation, the difficulty of this scene should be similar to the 'Blood War on Guadao' scene. Probably the Onmyoji met from the scene of 'Blood Battle on Guadao', so it should logically continue. It may also be related to Aken's weakened ability attributes after solidification.

Zhang Fan took advantage of the drunkenness of Benduo Zhongzheng to help him, activated his diagnostic skills, and took a closer look. Sure enough, this attribute of this loyal government is higher than that of Zhang Fan Aken, with strength 36, agility 32, and perception 28. It has 5 times the ability of ordinary people and is stronger overall. It is better than the soldiers in the Guadalcane scene. After all, he is the son of Honda Zhongsheng and a general. Although the force is not high in history, at least he has experienced several wars with his father. He is 35 years old and is in his prime. It still feels a little weaker. Probably the ancient Japanese were short and poor in physical fitness.

With such an attribute, the green wing is nearly 5 times that of him. Even if Liu Shengzhuang's warrior is slightly more powerful than Benduo Zhongzheng, the green wing can eat it all! I don't know what the ability attributes of top martial artists such as Honda Zhongsheng and Liu Shengzongju will be. Tomorrow, I will find an opportunity to learn about Bendo's ability to win, and ask him what he thinks after he wakes up.

I was speechless all night. The next day, Zhang Fan got up early. After breakfast, I wandered around the city owner's mansion and experienced the noble family life in ancient Japan. In particular, this ancient Japanese living device is very attractive to Zhang Fan. This is of great benefit to his study of antiquinoc objects. Like the copper-covered cast iron beam pot, Edo low-temperature ceramics... and oriental wood carving?!

Zhang Fan casually took a rough semi-finished King Kong Tibetan wood carving, which is the masterpiece of Honda Zhongsheng. Zhang Fan smiled and lowered his head and put it back to its original place. It turns out that I have come to the backyard. At this time, I heard the sound of shouting in the courtyard and the sound of breaking the air dancing with the blade.

Someone is practicing weapons?! Zhang Fan walked into the backyard and saw a strong and short old man waving a spear. The gun was fierce, with gusts of black wind, and there seemed to be a faint evil spirit roaring in the black wind, and there was a trace of blood! What an evil shooting method!

The black gas seems to have an infiltration effect and invades people's hearts! Zhang Fan recited the Ming God's curse and added a protection to himself. The black gas approached Zhang Fan and retreated like snow and fire!

Zhang Fan looked at it for a while, sighed in his heart, and reached forward. He recited the spell in his mouth: "Hum! Well! ne！ Ba! Mi! "Oh!" A circle of golden light enveloped the backyard, the old man's gun stagnated, and the black wind demons in the courtyard were blown away by the five-colored Buddha light and screamed away!

"Well--" Benduo Zhongsheng was shocked and looked back at Zhang Fan, and his eyes were full of blood. However, as he breathed gently, the blood gradually faded away. Is that you? What did you do? Unexpectedly dispersed my gun style!"

"The general can't let it go?" Zhang Fan sighed.

"What can't I put down? I'm retired!" Benduo Zhongsheng stared, and then bowed his head lonelyly, "Alas, I'm old and my hands and feet are not good. I exercise every morning. Whew--" After saying that, he took a long breath.

Zhang Fan smiled and picked up a fierce sculpture just carved by Honda Zhongsheng. He recited silently, and the golden light in his hand surged. The sculpture was suddenly dispersed by the black gas, and a layer of five-color Buddha light flashed. Even the dark and terrible face has become strong and compassionate!

"General can't let go of thousands of troops!" Zhang Fan smiled and handed the diamond sculpture to Benduo Zhongsheng. Then he stroked a wooden bodhisattva with a height, with golden light in his hands, and the black gas on the wooden bodhisattva was like rolling oil, and he sneered away! The Bodhisattva was shrouded in Buddha's light, and his fierce face seemed brave and resolute at this time, setting off a kind of majesty!

"General can't let go of the bloody killing!" Zhang Fan turned around and recited the Daming mantra loudly. A golden light sprinkled on the piled wood carvings, and all the Bodhisattva King Kong seemed to be high above, majestically overlooking all sentient beings. The fierce appearance that originally made Honda Zhongsheng very happy and kind became angry and looked directly at him, as if he was denounced!

"The general can't let go of the murderous blade!" Zhang Fan faced Benduo Zhongsheng, a brave and upright old man, but now stunned, holding his beloved spear in his hands for half a century, looking blank.

"You...you..." Benduo is loyal and confused, and his eyes are sometimes fierce and sometimes helpless! He accompanied the lord to fight in all directions, killing the enemy, and won hundreds of miles of rivers and mountains! But the country is about to be unified and peaceful, but it is useless for me. I have tens of thousands of enemies, but I can't govern the country and stabilize the people! The spear in his hand can attack the city and plunder the land, and take the first level among thousands of troops, but he can't be rich in business and farmers, and write about the world!

The hero is late, and he is unwilling! Benduo Zhongsheng was short of breath, and his eyes glowed with blood again!

Zhang Fan sighed, put his hand gently on Benduo Zhongsheng's head, and muttered a mantra in the air. A circle of Buddha light accompanied Zhang Fan's soft recitation, like breathing, pulsating on Benduo Zhongsheng.

Benda Zhongsheng's eyesight gradually became clear, his muscles relaxed, and his breathing calmed down. In his eyes, Zhang Fan exuded five-color brilliance, contrasting the light of dozens of statues of King Kong Bodhisattva behind him. It seems that he returned to Miaoyuan Temple when he was a child, and the monk Qingquan in the temple was teaching himself again. The hardest and coldest place in Honda Zhongsheng's heart is slowly melting, as if he has returned to the era of innocence.

"General, put down your butcher's knife and turn to the Buddha!" Zhang Fan smiled and asked softly, "Can you give up the gun in your hand with me?" I lectured for the general for three days. Wash away the anger in the general's heart.

"Take it!" Honda Zhongsheng stuffed the spear into Zhang Fan's hand, "It's useless for me to stay." Then he turned around and left the backyard with a lonely figure...

Zhang Fan's spear station, looking at this once Japan's first brave general, who was gradually moving away from the stage of history, also had a thought in his eyes.

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"This magic stick..." Akan hid behind a rockery far away, with a smile on the corners of his mouth. But his hand held his head again and frowned, "That's really strong after drinking. My head hurts so much. Go back to make up for my soul..."

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