Chapter 565: Right Kyrgyzstan

Xiao Shanqian knew nothing about what Zhang Heng was going to do at night.

The latter just said to her before going out, "Go to work, don't leave me food." Then he walked out of the dojo with a knife.

Xiao Shanqian also just thought it was an ordinary job, because Zhang Heng had gone out to work at night before, although not many times, in Xiaoshanqian's opinion, this time should be no different.

In fact, she doesn't care about worrying about such things now. After that trip to Qingshui Temple, when she looked at Zhang Heng again, she seemed to have a somewhat different feeling from before. It was hazy, and Xiaoshanqian herself couldn't tell what was going on. What's the reason, or she vaguely guessed something and didn't want to admit it.

The girl's mind is as unpredictable as the reflection of the full moon in the water.

In addition to the relationship with Zhang Heng, she also has other worries. The most important thing is the survival and development of Xiaoshan Dojo. Because she couldn't recruit students before, she had to offer free lectures and the preferential conditions for lunch from poor people. She recruited disciples from among her children, which made her money even tighter.

Although Zhang Heng later rejected her proposal to reduce or exempt the rent, even if the rent was included, it would not be able to support so many mouths in the dojo. Xiao Shanqian has been struggling with how to increase her source of income recently.

As a result, at this moment, a strange-looking guy was looking at something ghostly outside the door of the dojo, but the next moment a wooden knife was pointed at his chest.

"Who sent you here?" Xiao Shanqian frowned and shouted.

"Ah?!" The person who came seemed to be taken aback, took half a step back, wiped his nose and said in a dazed manner, "Excuse me, is this the Xiaoshan Dojo?"

"Isn't the plaque outside the door clearly written?" Xiao Shanqian didn't relax her vigilance.

"I... I saw it, but I didn't expect it to be so... simple in the dojo." The visitor said.

"You guy, are you here specifically to ask for a fight?" Xiao Shanxi didn't expect that this guy with wicked eyebrows and mouse eyes would have the nerve to despise his dojo, so she couldn't help but get angry.

"I'm sorry, I'm sorry!" Seeing that the wooden knife in Xiao Shanqian's hand was about to strike at him, the visitor hastily apologized, "I know that real outsiders don't like chasing fame and fortune, so this is the right place...to tell the truth , I’m actually here to learn art from a teacher.” He hastily explained his reason for coming.

"Huh?" Xiao Shanqian put away the wooden knife in her hand at the last moment, and looked at the comer suspiciously, "Why did you come to Xiaoshan Dojo to learn from a teacher?"

The guy outside the door was also a little dumbfounded. I didn't expect that there would be such a question in the dojo. Xiao Shanqian looked as if she didn't believe that anyone came to learn the teacher.

"Because... I want to be the most powerful swordsman in the world?" The visitor replied cautiously.

This rhetoric combined with his somewhat wretched appearance is a bit ridiculous, not to mention the fact that he has the desire to become the world's number one swordsman, but he came to the poor and impoverished Xiaoshan Dojo to learn from him.

So far, Xiao Shanqian is sure that the guy in front of her is here to have fun.

So she raised the wooden knife in her hand again, and angrily said, "Brave maniac, get ready!"

"Ah?!" The visitor wanted to cry but had no tears. He didn't know why he had to be hacked again to be honest. Could this be the trial before joining Xiaoshan Mingxinliu? Sure enough, people from this genre are very fierce.

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On the other side, Zhang Heng has already met the French businessman Gabriel at the meeting place. The latter is wearing a tuxedo today, and his hair is combed meticulously. Announcing the answer, "Hi, Mr. Yuta, we're going to Gion tonight."

Gion is located in the east of the Kamogawa River. It was originally a street in front of the Yasaka Shrine. In 1665, the Edo Shogunate allowed the opening of tea houses here. Qiangeisha is the wind and moon place that all men yearn for.

The person who had invited Gabriel tonight had set up there, and apparently also knew of the French businessman's penchant.

However, Gabriel didn't seem to be in a hurry. He took Zhang Heng to the side of the road to eat something casually to pad his stomach, and then waited until it was completely dark. Another aspect confirmed Zhang Heng's previous judgment.

The person the French businessman was going to meet tonight was obviously inconvenient to appear in public, so he postponed the banquet until this time, and then came to Gion under the cover of night to avoid being bumped by others.

Could it be Nakamura Hanjiro that everyone in Kyoto is looking for now?

Although Zhang Heng hoped it was the answer, on the other hand he also knew very well that Gabriel, a cunning French businessman, must have contacted the downfall faction to discuss business, and Nakamura Hanjiro, an executioner, was completely ignorant of business. It doesn't mean that he will definitely not come tonight. If he is not the host of tonight's banquet but just a bodyguard, it is still possible, so Zhang Heng didn't give up hope completely.

Zhang Heng followed Gabriel into a tea house named Youji. He could clearly feel that this tea house was different, from the waiter in charge of reception at the entrance, the maiko who passed by in the corridor to The smiling proprietress actually had a faint feeling of martial arts.

Zhang Hengxin realized that his previous thinking might be a little off. The reason why the host of the banquet chose this place was not to satisfy Gabriel’s basic demands as a man, but because it was a secret stronghold of the Fallen Sect in Kyoto. .

Zhang Heng couldn't help but also became more curious about the identity of the host of tonight's banquet. With such a level of secrecy and security measures, the other party's background may not be small, but he remained indifferent on the outside.

Until he passed through a corridor and came to the middle of the courtyard, a maid finally blocked his way.

The other party bowed respectfully to him, and said politely, "This guest, You Ji is a place to find pleasure, please untie the knife."

"But I'm not here for pleasure." Zhang Heng said flatly.

The maid smiled and didn't say anything else, but she didn't move away either, just stuck in the middle of the road, this behavior is enough to explain her position.

Seeing that the atmosphere became a little tense, Gabriel quickly asked Zhang Heng about the reason, and then persuaded, "It's okay, you can keep the knife for them. It's just a banquet tonight, and it's not dangerous. Just bring it back when you're done eating."

"This knife is a relic of our ancestors, and I dare not leave it." Zhang Heng also opened his mouth and came. In fact, he just borrowed this knife the day before yesterday. It was the sharpest and strongest, and he brought it to deal with what might happen at night. war.