Tomorrow's Ark is too real

Chapter 977
Xia Feng felt that it seemed reckless to call Ying Wuyun home for dinner, but in fact there was nothing wrong with it.

Out of reason, this kid Ying Wuyun used to be pretty good to him, but when he appeared at the birthday banquet back then, he made Ying Wuyun look like a human being. Speaking of it, he still felt a little guilty.

Even if Ying Wuyun doesn't know that he is "Zhang San", this love still needs to be repaid in a self-consoling way.

And to take a step back, Yingwuyun is the descendant of Yingwu Toyaro, and we are all neighbors, so he can't just watch this kid stand outside like a telegraph pole overnight.

It is impossible for Ying Wuyun to recognize him. If he could recognize him, he would have recognized him long ago. If he found clues, at most he would be suspicious without sufficient evidence.

What's more, now that he has recovered from his injuries, he has recovered his strength, and with the bagpipes, even if he admits that he is Zhang San now, Ying Wuyun alone can't do anything to him.

Cough, that being said, for the sake of safety, the first thing he did when he got home was to hide the Shenyue knife.

in the living room.

After Bagpipe poured Ying Wuyun a cup of tea, he dragged Xia Feng to the corridor.

Lower your voice.

"Why did you bring him home?"

Xia Feng was not so cautious.

"Don't be nervous."

"Can you not be nervous, he is from the Yingwu family and is your enemy."

"Ham, I can't talk about enemies, I'm just Fuutarou now."

"you"

"Okay, go and prepare dinner, I'm starving to death."

The atmosphere of this dinner was weird, Bagpipe kept his face stinky and didn't speak the whole time, even pretending not to hear Xia Feng calling her to add more food.

Ying Wuyun was naturally also very embarrassed, he must have thought that he did something wrong, or that his arrival was a mistake, disturbing the cleanliness of others.

"I'm done eating, I'm going to sleep first."

Bagpipe dropped his job and went straight to the second floor.

After the bagpipe left, Ying Wuyun asked tentatively.

"Fuutarou, did I do something wrong to make my sister angry? Could it be that I ate too much?"

Xia Feng filled a bowl of soup by himself.

"may be."

"Huh? Is it true that I ate too much?"

Xia Feng held the bowl, sipped the soup while sipping, and said.

"My younger sister is very stingy. It usually takes me a long time to add a dish. Heh, women are like this."

As soon as the words were finished, the bagpipe poked its head out from the stairs and roared angrily.

"It's not because of this, don't speak ill of me behind my back!"

Ying Wuyun has never experienced poverty since he was a child, and for a while he couldn't tell whether the brother and sister were joking or really.

"That. How about I pay some money, so that I can feel at ease when I stay overnight."

Xia Feng was stunned for a moment, then stretched out his hand directly.

"Well, I think it will work."

Seeing Xia Feng's palm stretched out in front of him, it was Ying Wuyun's turn to be dazed this time, which was too straightforward.

"Then how much money should I give? I don't have much money on me, so how about 1 gold?"

Xia Feng laughed and retracted his hand.

"Hey, just kidding. It's not easy for you to go out. Helping others is like helping yourself. How could I ask for your money? Don't worry, just live in peace."

"Oh, thank you very much."

It was completely dark outside by this time, but it was still too early for bedtime.

Xia Feng took out a jar from under the table, it was the shochu sent by senior Yingwu after his new home was completed last time, there was still a small half of the jar left.

"Ah Yun, would you like a drink?"

Seeing the wine, Ying Wuyun smiled.

"Okay."

"Come on, fill up."

Trekking all the way from Dongzhou to Xichuan, the process was naturally very difficult, but finally found the "ancestor", but was rejected again, Ying Wuyun must be full of bitterness now.

Thinking back on the sadness along the way, the kid directly drank three glasses in a muffled voice.

"Hey, Ah Yun, don't drink so fast."

Ying Wuyun sighed.

"You don't know, I, I am too difficult."

Xia Feng picked up the wine glass and took a sip, turning himself into an emotional show host.

"What's the problem, tell me to make me happy, oh no, tell me and let me share the burden for you."

Some things can only be said to familiar people, because they understand your suffering, but correspondingly, some things can only be said to outsiders, because you just want to vent and complain.

Ying Wuyun at this time is obviously the latter, this is not Dongzhou, in a foreign land far away from the family rule, he complained about his suffering through drinking.

Of course, to be precise, it is not all his own suffering, but the suffering of the Sakura Takeshi family.

The wine glass was refilled, Ying Wuyun said with a sigh.

"Fuutarou, you don't know that our Sakurabu family has ruled Dongzhou for decades, and we have always been evenly matched with the Nishinomiya family. Although there are occasional small frictions at the junction, we have always adhered to the principle of mutual non-aggression, and we are still in peace. "

Xia Feng sipped his wine glass.

"Isn't that nice."

"It was pretty good at first, but just half a year ago, the new head of the Nishinomiya family suddenly became confident and began to put pressure on me, Dongzhou. The originally peaceful life suddenly became tense."

Xia Feng is like a qualified comedian.

"It's not a good thing."

"Yeah, the Patriarch responded immediately, but fortunately, our Sakurabu family has ushered in a big man who has been cooperating with him before. One million, is the No.1 general in the world."

"Oh, bragging."

"It may be bragging, but the chief of military affairs is real. His name is Frey, and he has a very unique view on war. He claims that as long as the difference in military strength does not exceed double, there is no battle he cannot win."

"What then?"

"Later. It was completely ruined by a guy named Zhang San. Hey, it's all my fault."

Speaking of this, Xia Feng no longer needs to listen to the following story too seriously, because he even knows the process better than Ying Wuyun. Ying Wuyun is the storyteller, and he is actually the protagonist of the story.

However, Xia Feng was not simply listening to Ying Wuyun complaining.

There is nothing to say about the things he knows, and now he wants to know something that he didn't know after leaving Dongzhou.

For example, how will the Sakura Takeshi family respond next.

The two clinked glasses lightly and drank the wine in the glasses.

Wiping his mouth, Xia Feng pretended to be curious and asked.

"Ayun, is that why you came to see Senior Yingwu this time to ask him to come out of the mountain again, and use his prestige to overwhelm the morale of the Nishinomiya family?"

Ying Wuyun nodded frankly.

"That's right, my grandfather was famous all over the world when he was young, not only in the Dongzhou area, but also in the entire Eastern Kingdom. The generals of the Nishinomiya family are the same, and some of them are even apprentices taught by the grandfather. As long as the grandfather is willing to come out of the mountain Helping each other will definitely resolve this crisis.”

"So you're here?"

"That's right, it's just a pity. Hey."

In fact, Ying Wuyun himself knew it well, from the attitude of Ying Wu Toyaro just now, it could be seen that the heart of this former number one swordsman in the Eastern Kingdom, who had reached the pinnacle, was dead as a warrior.

As long as the heart is dead, it will never be possible to pick up the knife again.

Yingwuyun was very disappointed, but what Xia Feng really cared about was not whether Yingwu Shiyelang could leave the mountain or not. What he cared about was the other strange name he heard in the eavesdropping just now.

"Ayun, can I ask a question?"

"Just ask."

"Ham, I'm just curious. When you were blasted out by Senior Ying Wu, I heard you mention a name named Alan. Who is this person?"

Ying Wuyun didn't hesitate, as if it didn't matter whether he said it or not, anyway, he couldn't find anyone.

"His name is Ying Wulan, and he is my uncle."

"Sakura Wulan? Is it very powerful?"

"Ah."

Ying Wuyun's "heh" at this time was exactly the same as when Xia Feng asked Master Xiao if he could win the swordsmanship competition.

When it was different, Lord Xiao just smiled and said nothing at that time, but Ying Wuyun at this time gave an accurate answer.

"My uncle Ying Wulan, if he is willing, there is no such thing as Xichuan Dongzhou Shenyewan in the current Dongguo. If he sets his sights on the Dongguo instead of some ethereal No. The surname is Yingwu."

Faced with this answer, Xia Feng was dumbfounded.

"Damn, so awesome?"

Ying Wuyun didn't have any elements of bragging, and even felt that his description was somewhat inferior to Ying Wulan's real strength.

"It seems that Fuutarou is really not a martial arts practitioner. My uncle is probably the strongest swordsman in the history of the Eastern Kingdom. His talent is far higher than that of his grandfather. Since 20 years ago, he has been challenged by everyone. The martial artist called it, the sword god."

(End of this chapter)