In the end, Fang Li naturally refused Sifang Chuan Calamus invitation.

The title of samurai sounds very noble, but in this era, in this country, most of the samurai have long been decayed.

If you don’t talk about anything else, just look at the warriors in Xianjin Post.

Cowardly and afraid of things.

Bullying the weak is afraid of the strong.

Don't dare to act.

No dignity.

This is what warriors interpret today.

Because of Kabane's existence, the samurai's body and mind had been worn out to a point of incompleteness.

There have been many times in the original work, samurai have caused many disputes because of fear of the existence of Kabane, and even slandering and even killing ordinary people. That is not very strange.

Therefore, in this era, warriors seemed to help manage various inns, but in fact, they were almost no different from bullies in the hearts of ordinary citizens.

People do not respect the warriors, they only have fear.

This is the situation of this era.

This may be the relationship between Jiuzhi and the dignity of the warrior?

At least, in Fang Li's opinion, among the original samurai, only Kyuchi Laisu and Arakawa Yoshibeto can be called real samurai, and the rest are just disappointing existences.

Therefore, Fang Li did not want to be one of these people.

Even if this way, he could get closer to Sifangchuan Jingpu and protect her nearby, so as to complete the main task 2, Fang Li didn't want to do it.

Of course, the reason why the party will not say it, it will only hurt the harmony between both parties.

Sifang Chuan Jingpu was a little disappointed. It seemed that he really wanted to help Fang Li to get rid of Fang Li's identity as a wanderer.

As a future station manager, this kind of kindness is not a good thing.

However, no one hates kind people.

The same is true for Fangli.

So, Fangli chatted with Sifangchuan calamus for a while, and during this period, Sifangchuan calamus kept smiling.

It’s not that Fang Li is so humorous, but this era lacks too much entertainment. As a person who lived in the 21st century information explosion era, some interesting things that Fang Li casually told made Sifang Chuan Changpu feel curious and laughed.

This results in two results.

One is Sifang Chuan Changpu, a daughter from the deep boudoir who had never seen much entertainment, rarely opened the conversation. Although she was still polite in her conversation, she also had a bit of the unique charm of a innocent girl.

One of them was Jiu Zhilaiqi, who didn't say a word from beginning to end, just looked at Fang Li with a fierce look, as if he was looking at some bitter and revenge enemy. That look, rather than trying to draw his sword and chop Fang Li, it would be better to just pounce on him and bit Fang Li.

Under such a happy conversation, Sifangchuan calamus suddenly seemed to remember something important and exclaimed in a small sigh.

"Master Changpu?" Jiuzhilaiqi asked immediately, "What's wrong with you?"

"I...I almost forgot." Sifang Chuan Changpu said in a panic: "Today I have to help my father take his short steam gun to repair it."

Hearing this, Fang Li suddenly raised his head and looked at Sifangchuan calamus.

“————!”

At this moment, Sifangchuan calamus felt a coldness spread all over his body.

Because, for a moment, Sifangchuan calamus saw it.

The wanderer who was talking to him in front of him was suddenly flashing in the ordinary eyes of the wanderer who was having a great conversation with him.

The ice-blue light seemed to deprive the whole body temperature of Sifangchuan Acorus, as if it could erase all the life in her body, giving Sifangchuan Acorus an illusion.

An illusion that oneself is not facing a person, but a God.

An illusion of death.

At this moment, Sifangchuan calamus couldn't help but take two steps back.

"Master Changpu?" Jiuzhilaiqi asked strangely, "What's wrong with you?"

"Mr. Fang...Mr. Fang Li?" Sifang Chuan Changpu ignored Jiuzhilaiqi, but looked at Fang Li with a shocked look on his face and spoke in a trembling voice: "You...you just..."

Looking at Sifang Chuan Changpu's terrifying appearance, Fang Li secretly cried in his heart.

"Sorry, Lord Jingpu." Fang Li said apologetically: "I didn't mean to scare you."

"No..." Sifang Chuan Kaipu stroked his chest, hesitated for a while, and asked, "But, your eyes just now..."

"Eyes?" Fang Li asked in confusion: "What's wrong with my eyes?"

Seeing Fang Li's expression of confusion, Sifang Chuan Changpu calmed down and looked at Fang Li's eyes again.

There were only a pair of dark and ordinary eyes.

Could it be that I just misread?

Such an idea arose in Sifangchuan Calamame's mind.

Before Sifangchuan Changpu came up with something, Fangli reminded him: "Miss Changpu, didn't you just say you wanted to help your father repair the short tube?"

"Yes...yes." Sifang Chuan Changpu nodded. "I came to Laiqi because of this. I wanted him to help me protect me and accompany me out for a trip."

"Then let's go out quickly." Although Jiuzhi Laiqi was puzzled why Sifang Chuan Kasu suddenly made a fuss, he still said: "If you delay the matter of the general leader, you may be punished."

"Say... it's just said." Sifang Chuan Changpu seemed to care a little, but when he thought of the important thing, he had to say goodbye to the side.

Fang Li was like before, without any abnormal conversation with Sifangchuan calamus in a relaxed tone, and sent Sifangchuan calamus and Jiuzhilaiqi away.

After Sifang Chuan Changpu and Jiuzhilaiqi left one after another, the smile on Fang Li's face disappeared bit by bit, and she turned to sigh.

"It seems like you have to find an opportunity to hone your control over the magic eye."

Although Fangli had the right to use his will to control the launch of the Death Demon Eye from the beginning, when Fangli's emotions fluctuate, the Death Death Demon Eye will still open involuntarily.

Just now, although the Demon Eye of Death only appeared for a moment, Fang Li still clearly saw the death line of Sifangchuan calamus in that moment.

The dead lines spread throughout the body of Sifangchuan calamus are like dividing them, making the square feel like Sifangchuan calamus is splitting.

However, I didn’t expect that Sifangchuan calamus was so sensitive that I noticed something strange.

"But, are you repairing the short tube?"

Fang Li just remembered this matter.

In the original work, on the day when the plot began, Sifang Chuan Kasu was using her father's short steam gun to repair it.

"It seems that the plot has finally begun."
Chapter completed!