For this second disciple of his own, Ciwulang also had no good way, so he could only coax and scare him to achieve the purpose of training.

Looking at the rising moon in the sky, and realizing that the time was indeed not early, Ci Wulang walked over, suddenly helped up Shanyi, and said while helping:

"Really, Shanyi, you are obviously a young child, and you have to ask me, a disabled old man, to help you, don't you feel ashamed?"

Okay, okay, tomorrow's training tomorrow, it's time for you to solve today's dinner problem.

Shanyi cried with a sad face:

"Grandpa, I'm already very tired, do you still want me to cook dinner?"

Ci Wulang calmed down:

"It's not impossible for the old man to cook, but do you think it's appropriate to let me cook with an old man, and you a young man can wait for food with peace of mind?"

Shanyi felt inappropriate.

Sighing, he walked with heavy steps towards the house of their master and apprentice and began to prepare today's dinner.

Then again, when Horitake brought Zengyi back to Momoyama, he brought Zenyi back in the name of recruiting servants.

At the beginning, Shanyi's status in Momoyama was not Ci Wulang's apprentice, but just a poor little servant on Momoyama, and he did all the dirty work.

Of course, cooking is all good work.

From then until now, Zen-Yi has basically taken care of the daily household chores on Momoyama, and cooking is certainly no exception.

Looking at Shanyi, who ran to cook, Ci Wulang felt a lot better:

"Although Shanyi has a very stubborn personality, he is indeed a kind and good boy.

At this point, Horitake just..."

Tzugokuro couldn't help but think of Horigaku's previous situation on Momoyama.

Don't say that the usual housework Horitake doesn't care, obviously has such good cooking skills, but he refuses to cook, only when this guy is in a good mood will he show his skills.

Alas...... This big disciple of his own is good at everything, but his personality is quite bad.

This second disciple of his own is not good at anything, but has a good personality.

It's a pity that no one is perfect, if you can fuse the personalities of your two disciples, take their essence and remove their waste, they must be the most perfect disciples in the world!

Shaking his head and sighing, Ciwu Lang also walked to his home.

The happy master and apprentice, unbeknownst to them, had a fatal crisis coming at them.

In the town at the foot of Mt. Momoyama, tonight, a stranger came to this town.

The so-called stranger is an old man in a wide robe.

This old man was tall, cowering, and looked as timid as a mouse.

If it weren't for the fact that the robe he was wearing was still clean and new, I am afraid that the people in the town would mistakenly think that this old man was a beggar who didn't know where to fight.

Because the old people and children are not any threat, the people in the town do not care much about this stranger.

They couldn't have imagined that this old man was a very terrifying existence.

Late at night, the town's homes were closed, resting, and the streets of the town were empty, except for a few flickering street lamps working there.

The old man was wearing a wide robe that made it impossible to see his face, and he walked quietly on the streets of the town.

Suddenly, the old man stopped.

Because a ghost with green faces and fangs appeared in front of him.

From the moment this ghost saw this old man, he was actually respectful and a little fearful.

The ghost quickly knelt in front of the old man.

Looking at this ghost, under the dark robe, the old man's faint voice sounded:

"Have you found out?"

The ghost replied respectfully

, "Sir, find out.

The nearby mountain is called Momoyama.

According to the people in this town, about half a year ago, there was a terrible thunderstorm on Momoyama, and the thunderstorm was very strange.

At that time, there were very thick dark clouds that hung over Momoyama.

The strange point is that the dark clouds are only distributed over Momoyama, and they do not affect the place outside of this mountain!

It is said that the thunderstorm at that time was very terrifying, but it was dry thunder and did not rain.

And while fighting, suddenly a terrible lightning bolt the thickness of a bucket split out from the dark clouds, and it split against a certain place in Momoyama!

However, the scariest thing is yet to come.

According to witnesses, the bucket-thick lightning did not completely split Momoyama, and when it was halfway through, a thing shining purple suddenly appeared on the halfway side of Momoyama, and this flashing purple thing seemed to cut the bucket-thick lightning at once!

At that time, many people in the town saw this scene.

These people thought that some gods or monsters had appeared on Momoyama, and they were very uneasy, and the next day they went to Momoyama to find out.

However, according to the old swordsman who lived in seclusion in Momoyama, the lightning that day was just an accident, and what purple light cut thunder was purely illusory, there was nothing strange.

Because nothing strange happened after that, and it did not affect the town, this matter was gradually left behind by the people in the town. Listening

to this ghost's report, the old man shrouded in black robes nodded with satisfaction.

At this time, another ghost appeared.

The ghost, too, knelt in front of the old man respectfully and fearfully, and began to honestly report what he had heard:

"My lord, find out.

On Momoyama lives in seclusion an old man named Kuwajima Toshigoro, who is said to be a very powerful swordsman who came here many years ago to live in seclusion.

The old man had an impulsive temper, was short in stature, and had a leg or a prosthesis.

I heard that this old man also has two apprentices.

The eldest apprentice has been living and practicing with this old man since he was a child, and about half a year ago, this eldest apprentice seemed to have become a teacher, and he left Momoyama.

This second apprentice seems to be newcoming, he has been here for less than a year, and I heard that every day the ghost cries and howls, and he is miserably trained by this old man.

That's probably the case.

Oh, by the way, I'm still going to go up to Momoyama to find out.

But unexpectedly, the vicinity of Momoyama was full of traps, I stepped on several traps, suffered a lot of injuries, and could not go to Momoyama, so there was no way, come back and report to the adults.

Listening to this report, the old man shrouded in black robes also nodded with satisfaction.

Being able to collect so much information, it seems that these two ghosts are still quite useful, this old man thought.

Immediately, the old man shrouded in black robes guessed a lot of things through the information given by these two ghosts.

The reclusive old man on Momoyama is said to be a strong swordsman.

Nine times out of ten, this old man is a member of the Ghost Killing Team, and it is not good to say that it is still the previous pillar of the Ghost Killing Team.

Whether it was accepting apprentices for cultivation or laying traps near the mountain, these styles of acting all proved that this old man was the cultivator of the Ghost Killing Team.

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