Star God Ruler of the Moon

In the emerald green mountains, the smell of soil and trees is very strong, and there is a gurgling stream not far away.

If it was a sunny day, it would be quite comfortable to be able to walk in such a quiet and open forest, but it is a shame that it is raining now.

Although walking in the forest in the rain seems to be more artistic, the pain from the heavy raindrops on the body and the bad feeling of wet clothes are enough to destroy all the beautiful illusions.

Miyamoto Musashi, who wore a big hat on his head, was very grateful, thanking himself for the good habits he had developed from wandering around for many years, otherwise he would become a drowned rat.

It seems that it is also a good choice to directly open the treasure to cut off the hateful rain clouds in the sky, but Miyamoto Musashi, who has just arrived, still chooses to act in a low-key manner.

This is the experience summed up by travelers in parallel worlds during their long journeys. If it can be written and spoken about in a book, it will definitely be a great masterpiece.

"I'm too lazy to do such a troublesome thing. I'd better wait until I have time to catch a heroic spirit of the writer department, and then I can lie down and dictate leisurely."

Ms. Miyamoto Musashi once said so arrogantly, but since she hadn't met a heroic spirit of an oriental writer recently, the kidnapping plan fell to the ground.

It is not impossible to find Western writers, but in the eyes of Miyamoto Musashi, such travel notes and autobiography always feel uncomfortable, after all, everyone is not from the same cultural circle.

Walking aimlessly along the muddy mountain road, the strong wind blowing in the air mercilessly took away the body's body temperature, making Miyamoto Musashi shiver uncontrollably.

"It seems that we need to find someone quickly. By the way, have I really come to the world where Your Excellency the Mountain Man is? Isn't it the modern society?"

Miyamoto Musashi, who was talking to herself like this, quickened her pace, but she was completely unfamiliar with this mountain forest, but she got lost and found no one at all.

And just when Miyamoto Musashi was thinking about whether to use some unconventional means to break the deadlock, a straight black girl with a long sword on her back and an oil-paper umbrella came slowly from the end of the road.

Qingqiu Yuan Huina, who just came to Youshi from the mortal world, was on her way to meet Yu Husband. She looked up at the gray and gloomy sky in Youshi, which had remained the same for thousands of years, and sighed:

"I didn't expect it to rain. This scene is really rare in the secluded world, but Huina just finds it annoying."

Kiyoshuin Ena, who was complaining in a low voice, suddenly saw a figure walking towards him on the road ahead, and the girl who thought she was dazzled blinked her eyes deliberately, and the other person also approached.

It was a woman in her twenties, with unusually rare pink hair and blue eyes, and wearing a bamboo hat.

The colorful clothes on his body are simple and simple, and there are two samurai swords hanging around his waist, which seems to be the attire only worn by samurai who wandered the world in ancient times.

"Could it be, is it a passing god?"

Kiyakiuin Ena immediately became nervous, but then realized that she didn't feel the power and oppression of the God of Disobedience from the other party.

Although she does not have the aptitude to use spiritual vision, Kiyoakiin Ena, who has been in contact with disobedient gods all year round, thinks that she will not lose to anyone except the godslayer in distinguishing gods.

But if it weren't for the God of Disobedience, then who would appear in the Netherworld, a place where there are almost no ordinary people's activities?

Miyamoto Musashi, who was gradually approaching, was keenly aware of the girl's nervousness and vigilance, and immediately stopped approaching, waving his hands to indicate that he was not malicious.

"Sorry, did I scare you? I just got lost here, and I want to ask if there is anyone nearby who I can borrow."

Looking at the strange female swordsman with a smile in front of her eyes, Keina Qingqiuin still did not let go of the hesitation in her heart, and asked:

"Lost? How did you come to the Netherworld?"

"It turns out that this place is called Nether World, it really is a mistake again."

Miyamoto Musashi hit the palm of his hand with his fist as if suddenly enlightened, and finally fulfilled the responsibility of crossing the world.

It's not that I went to the wrong place, but that Solomon, who is in charge of the realm gate, got the coordinates wrong.

But the most urgent task is not to pursue responsibility, but to consider how to get his trip back on track. From this, Miyamoto Musashi said to Qing Qiuyuan Ena:

"Well, Shen'er appeared in the forest in front of me in a flash, and the exact process is not clear."

After finishing speaking, Miyamoto Musashi grinned grinningly, and raised his hand to touch the back of his head in a helpless gesture.

"Did you enter by mistake? It seems that you are not easy to survive for such a long time after coming to the Netherworld unintentionally."

Kiyoshuin Ena stared at Miyamoto Musashi carefully for more than ten seconds. Although she didn't know what was going on, her intuition told her that the woman in front of her was not a bad person.

"Ena's name is Qingqiuin Huina, the sword maiden of the Qingqiuin family. What about you?"

Hearing the girl with black hair and red eyes reporting her name, Musashi Miyamoto breathed a sigh of relief temporarily, and it seemed that the communication could continue.

"I am Shinmon Musashi Shou Fujiwara Gennobu, if you find it troublesome, please call me Miyamoto Musashi."

"Miyamoto Musashi? I didn't expect you to have the same name as that famous swordsman in history. This is really rare."

Kiyoshuin Ena frowned subconsciously, but she was relieved when she thought that Miyamoto Musashi would not come as a God of Disobedience.

Miyamoto Musashi, who had faced the same problem countless times, showed a complicated smile on the face of a movie queen, with some remembrance in his blue eyes, and responded:

"Then I have to ask my parents what they think. Maybe they hope that I can also become an extraordinary swordsman in the future."

Qingqiuyuan Huina didn't feel that there was anything wrong. Although in ancient times, most of the naming of heirs would try to avoid the same name as the big man, but there are not so many rules in modern times.

"Okay, no more gossip."

"Miss Qingqiuyuan, can you tell me where there is a village now? This bad weather really makes me want to get into bed after drinking hot soup."

Miyamoto Musashi once again brought the topic of crooked buildings back on track, but what she didn't know was that there was no human habitation in the Nether World.

Except for the disobedient god wandering here, the rest are also some inhuman things. After all, how can a guy who can stay in the realm of life and immortality for a long time be ordinary.

The kind-hearted Kiyoakiin Ena couldn't leave Miyamoto Musashi alone, but she was also on a mission at the moment, so she fell into entanglement.

After weighing for a while, Kiyoshuin Ena finally made up his mind, looked at Miyamoto Musashi and said:

"I'm going to see grandpa now, and I can take you with me, but grandpa's temper has always been volatile, so can you please listen to my words and act later?"

"Of course, I'm quite good at getting along with the elderly."

Miyamoto Musashi agreed to Kiyoshuin Ena's request without any hesitation. The two had never known each other before, and the other party's willingness to help was already the best result.

Qingqiu Yuan Huina nodded, raised her hand and hung the sword bag on her shoulder, and then continued to walk forward along the mountain road.

"Let's go, walk along this road for a while, and the house where grandpa lives is near the top of the mountain."

Braving the wind and rain and walking a rough mountain road, a wooden house with a simple appearance appeared in the distance, slightly blurred in the misty rain.

Miyamoto Musashi followed Kiyoshuin Ena to the front of the wooden house. The sliding door for entering and exiting the house was open, and at a glance, he could see an old man who seemed to be the owner of the house.

The old man's height is at least 180 centimeters, and his figure is very tall and strong, with tall and sharp muscles.

He was wearing a rough and worn kimono, and was sitting cross-legged in front of the old-style fireplace, boiling a pot of hot soup.

The old man, who had already noticed the arrival of Qingqiu Yuan Huina, turned his head when the girl stepped into the room, showing a bold smile with his teeth bared.

"It's Ena who's here, and she's bringing friends with her."

ps: Second update

ps: The first of the group of four is here, the lovely Miss Musashi! ! !

Chapter 250 Musashi-chan is so cute

"Is this like facing a heroic spirit of high divinity? The other party is the so-called God of Disobedience?"

Miyamoto Musashi, who had already obtained basic information from Gilgamesh, subconsciously became vigilant, but her appearance on the surface remained relaxed and freehand.

Except for a few paranoid anti-heroes, it is difficult for the heroic spirits who guard the continuation of human history to have a good impression of the disobedient gods who are equivalent to walking natural disasters.

Of course, it would be a different matter if the other party could be honest and not cause trouble, but such a wise disobedient god was as rare as an endangered animal.

The old man who is the god of disobedience in front of him still doesn't know what type he belongs to, so Miyamoto Musashi plans to observe for a while longer, and it would be best if he can avoid fighting.

"Grandpa, you are still the same here, but as a grandfather, it seems that you can only live in the secluded world."

Kiyoshuin Ena said as she untied the long sword from her body and put it on the ground, knelt down by the stove and poured a bowl of hot soup for herself with ease, and called Musashi to sit down with her.

"If Ms. Miyamoto doesn't dislike it, come and have a bowl too. Although grandpa looks a bit rough and spoiled, the soup is still pretty good."

Miyamoto Musashi, who was still standing at the door, smiled happily when he heard the words, and he had no resistance to delicious food as always.

Besides, after walking so many mountain roads, she was already hungry, coupled with the nasty cold wind and rain, she naturally wanted to drink something hot to warm her body.

"You brat, you really regard this place as your own home."

The old man raised his hand and pointed Qingqiuin Huina's forehead and cursed with a smile, but he did not stop her invitation to Miyamoto Musashi.

Although he also noticed the extraordinaryness of Miyamoto Musashi, it is better to be kind to others when the relationship between the enemy and the friend has not been determined.

"Then excuse me, Grandpa."

Miyamoto Musashi, who didn't know what to call the old man in front of him, casually followed Kiyoshuin Ena's name, kicked off his shoes, and went to the fireside to take the hot soup that Ena handed over.

"I am the god known as Hayashi Sagyu, it doesn't matter if you want to call me old man or old man, but don't call me grandpa."

The old man holding a huge wine gourd took a sip, then introduced himself to Miyamoto Musashi, paused slightly between his words and glanced at Ena Kiyoshuin, who was gulping down the soup.

"For those who call me with such a foolish title, there is enough of that stinky brat, Ena."

Kiyoshuin Ena stuck out her tongue mischievously when she heard the words, while Susanoo continued to talk with Miyamoto Musashi as if she didn't see it.

"Then what about Ms. Miyamoto? Although it's presumptuous, you don't seem to be human either."

Kiyoshuin Ena, who was holding the bowl, froze when he heard the words, and looked at Miyamoto Musashi with a slightly wary look, as if waiting for the other party's explanation.

"Oh, I didn't expect that no grandpa found out."

Miyamoto Musashi, whose identity was exposed, put down the empty bowl in his hand, his beautiful face was still smiling, and his whole body seemed to be full of leisure.

"First of all, I did not hide or lie about my name. I am indeed called Miyamoto Musashi, and I am also the great swordsman you have in mind."

As soon as this remark came out, before Miyamoto Musashi continued to explain, Kiyakiuin Ena interrupted. The shocked little girl seemed very impulsive.

"Wait! Isn't Miyamoto Musashi-sama in history a male? And even a successful swordsman, how could he survive for such a long time?"

"Is Miyamoto Musashi in this world really a man?"

When Miyamoto Musashi heard the words, he showed an expected expression, tapped his chin with his finger and recalled:

"It seems that Miyamoto Musashi in the worlds I've been to so far are all men, and I'm really the only woman."

"The world you've been to? It seems that Ms. Miyamoto should be a person from another world."

Susanoo readily accepted this statement. As a god, he also knew that other worlds existed, but he just hadn't been there.

"It's fine to call me Musashi or Musashi-san directly. Ms. Miyamoto seems too serious."

Miyamoto Musashi smiled shyly, but with a lively and cheerful personality, she quickly adjusted her mood and responded:

"Due to my own reasons, I often travel to other strange worlds. People like me who are like duckweed are so-called drifters."

Seeing that Susano had recognized Miyamoto Musashi's identity, Kiyoshuin Ena had no choice but to acquiesce, but the girl's view of history was not affected.

After all, it is a different world, and it is normal for there to be differences.

"Don't talk about Mr. Miyamoto Musashi, maybe Mr. Okita Souji or Mr. Oda Nobunaga may be women there."

Kiyoshuin Ena, who was muttering like this, accidentally touched the truth, but after being interrupted by such a distraction, the girl suddenly remembered her purpose of coming to Susanoo's place.

"Ahhh, grandpa!!"

"Here is the news that Minister Saya Gongxin asked me to bring you. Just now, Ena didn't eat breakfast, so I forgot about it after seeing the hot soup..."

Kiyoshuin Ena, who hurriedly took out the paper, handed it to Susanoo, the voice of the defense became smaller and smaller, and her pure white cheeks turned red with shame.

"What a reckless brat."

Susano gave Kiyoakiin an angry look, took the paper and quickly scanned it, then destroyed it with divine power and stood up.

"The two of you can eat here first, I need to go out for something."

After finishing speaking, Susanoo, who was wearing a kimono, pulled out the door, and his burly figure quickly disappeared from the sight of the girls.

"Maybe it's something urgent, but it doesn't matter."

"Well, Musashi-sama? Can you tell me about your adventures across the world, Ena is curious."

Kiyoshuin Megumi, who turned his gaze back, poured another bowl of hot soup, and looked at Miyamoto Musashi who was sitting beside him.

Of course, the talkative Miss Musashi would not refuse the girl's request, and happily talked about the time before and after her duel with the swordsman Sasaki Kojiro, the Shimoso Kingdom full of corpses and blood.

"The seventh king? That nasty guy who intervened in the middle of the plan and destroyed the plan. This is a plan that the old man spent decades planning successfully."

Sasano Hayashi, who was standing in the forest, remembered the boy named 'Kusanagi Godou', who was a direct descendant of his lineage, but due to the age, he had no divine power in his body.

Originally, he planned to make Kusanagi Godou a godslayer, and then use the official history compilation committee as a way to manipulate the opponent behind the scenes, but he didn't expect to kill someone halfway.

Obviously, even the maiden who served the king as a concubine had been selected, and a series of subsequent plans had been carefully deliberated, but now all the efforts and calculations have been in vain.

"I thought you would just stay in Europe and forget about it, but I didn't expect that you would come to your door by yourself."

Hayashi Sayuki wandered through the forest with his hands behind his back, thinking that although he is a steel hero known for his martial arts, he prefers to play tricks.