"Brother Shan, are you back?"

"Well, nothing happened, right?" Lu Shan asked, wiping the Han Shuang on his eyebrows.

"No, everyone is just worried that you haven't come back all night!"

"Everyone tried not to go out today. I have to go back and have a sleep!" Lu Shan yawned.

When I pushed the door open and found that Yamada Koko was sleeping very sweetly. In order not to wake her up, Lu Shan decided to go to the big bunk with his brothers!

Close the door, Lu Shan went downstairs and squeezed into the bed with Lei Dong and the others!

In fact, Yamada Koko had woken up long ago, but she didn't know what to say, so she simply continued to pretend to be asleep.

When Lu Shan opened the door again and left, she got up, looking at the door frame with a complicated look, unable to come back to her senses for a long time.

Lu Shan slept until two o'clock in the afternoon, got up and made some food, and then returned to his room.

Yamada Photon had been bumping for a day and vomiting for a day. The body that was about to recover had only been delayed for a few days.

"What book do you read?" Lu Shan found Yamada Hiroko, leaning against the bed, holding a thread-packed book in his hand, and couldn't help asking.

"Master, it's a Tang Dynasty poem." Yamada Minoko.

"Do you like reading Tang poetry?" Lu Shan asked with a smile, poured hot water, washed his face.

"Well, I envy Chinese culture as much as I am. My father asked me to learn Tang poetry. Later, my grades were very good. He originally wanted me to study in China, but..."

"But what?" Lu Shan asked.

"But someone fell in love with me and wanted to marry me. My father disagreed, but he couldn't beat that person, so he sent me to Nakano School..."

"Your father hopes to use the military power to make that person retreat, but he doesn't know that he pushes his daughter into the devil's cave with his own hands, right?" Lu Shan said.

"Yes, so I don't hate my father!" said Yamada Koko.

"Who is that person?"

"Yan Sheng Yihei!"

"Who is Yasuo Yihe?"

"The Yanagi family's side line is one of the famous Japanese swordsmen!" explained Yamada Minok.

There is no such person in Lu Shan’s memory, but he cannot remember all the famous Japanese people for hundreds of years. Since this Yagyu Ichiha is from the Yagyu family, it must be related to the cherry blossom association.

Because behind the cherry blossom club are the backs of the two families of Yagyu and Iga.

"Can a small side branch of the Yagyu family make your father helpless?" Lu Shan was very surprised. Yamada Koko was also from an official family, so she didn't have any energy, right?

"My father is a civilian. Although he is an official now, he dares not go against these wealthy families that have been passed down for hundreds of years. He either sends me to Yasuo's house or finds a backer so that the Yasuo family cannot touch me!" Yamada Koko said.

"So, you can get out of Nakano School intact, probably not just because your father and Bomi Kitashima are classmates, right?" Lu Shan realized in an instant.

"My father has done his best to move me to the United States and stay away from the Yagyu family!" said Yamada Koko.

"You have a good father!" Lu Shan sighed.

"Yao Yuki Ichihe knows that you are in China, I'm afraid you won't let it go, right?"

"I am a member of the military headquarters now, and he doesn't have the courage yet!" said Yamada Koko.

"I understand. I guess he knows your current identity and dare not cause trouble for you, otherwise the military headquarters would not spare the Yagyu family!"

"Yes, Master!" Yamada Minuko said, "But if he knew that I was undercover next to the master, he might come to cause trouble!"

"Since he knows your identity, why dares to come and cause trouble?"

"Since I want to be undercover next to my master, I have to clear my relationship with the military headquarters. If he knows it, he will definitely come to me!"

"You said that, it would be a big trouble!" Lu Shan nodded.

"Master, Yasuo Ichihe's sword technique is very powerful and has the title of ghost sword, which means that his sword technique is unpredictable!" said Yamada Koko.

"Have you seen it?"

"No, I have heard of him rumor. I have selected eight martial arts schools in a day, but none of them were defeated!" Yamada Minuko said.

"It seems that he has some strength, but he may not know that you are coming to Manchuria!" Lu Shan said, "You are not weak either, where can you learn it?"

"When I was a child, I learned some fancy style from my father. Later, I studied at Nakano School for three years and was vulnerable to my master!" Yamada Minuko said.

"Haha, I have been practicing martial arts since I was a child. I have been practicing martial arts for more than 20 years. If I am not better than you, it would be like buying a piece of tofu and killing me!" Lu Shan said.

"The master really beat Mr. Miyahirara in the competition?" Yamada Koko asked curiously.

"Myanmar Heihararo may still be above me, but he is old and weak, and his physical strength and energy are not as good as his energy, so he is not defeated by me, but by time!" Lu Shan said.

"The master is humble. If he is of the same age, Miyahirahachiro must not be his master's opponent!" said Yamada Koko.

"Maybe!" Lu Shan smiled.

"By the way, who did you learn Chinese from?" Lu Shan asked.

"My father taught me some, and later studied at Nakano School for a year. They said that I might be sent to China and had to learn Chinese language and culture. Poetry is a compulsory subject, and I like it very much!" Yamada Minok said.

"Your father can speak Chinese?"

"I can't say it well, but I can understand it." Yamada Koko said.

"In Nakano School, how many people are learning Chinese like you?" Lu Shan asked.

"There are many, it seems to be forty or fifty!" said Yamada Minok.

"Do you know their identities?" Lu Shan asked.

"This is impossible. They use all pseudonyms in school, and their real identities are in the secret files of the Army Department. You cannot know without permission!" Yamada Minuko said.

"Okay, I understand, you continue to ""!" Lu Shan said, "I'll go out for a walk and get some air!"

There was no news of Puyi's assassination in the newspaper, and Lu Shan also suspected that his shot might not have hit him, and Puyi might have escaped from death!

This is not uncommon, and the sharpshooter cannot guarantee that he will hit his opponent with the next shot.

Lei Dong took people to Erwang's grave to check in. He should be coming back soon. Lu Shan raised his hand and looked at his watch. It was already past three o'clock in the afternoon.

I lit a cigarette, took two puffs, and squatted it out casually.

Dongdong...

There was a sound of footsteps at the entrance of the stairs, and it was Lei Dong and the others who were back.

"Brother Shan, the investigation has been completed. The location is very good. Unless the Japanese dispatched large troops to ambush in advance, there is no problem for us to escape unscathed!" Lei Dong said gasping.

"Don't take it lightly. This time, although we are secret, the Japanese are in the open, and the Japanese are cunning!"

"Don't worry, Brother Shan, I left two brothers lurking there. If the Japanese ambushed in advance, we will definitely know!" Lei Dong said.

"That's good. Let the brothers eat and rest quickly. It may not be so easy to get out tomorrow!" Lu Shan ordered.

"I understand, Brother Shan!" Lei Dong nodded and agreed. It was not the first time that he had such a tense atmosphere when the war came.

"Look at Yamada Koko, I'll go out!" Lu Shan sorted out his clothes and ordered in a low voice.

"yes!"

Lu Shan put on a scarf, wore a leather hat and walked over to Ji Rentang.

This time Lu Shan went in openly. Although there were Japanese plainclothes at the door, he didn't seem to pay attention to these things.

Who always goes to the hospital if you are not sick? So it is very normal for a raw face.

Ten minutes later, Lu Shan came out with a string of medicine. It happened that Yamada Koko was weak, so he replenished it. This medicine was bought for her.

Lu Shan, who had obtained the processed photos, returned to the hotel with the medicine.

"Boss, help me boil the medicine. My wife is in poor health and needs to replenish it!" Lu Shan handed the medicine to the hotel shopkeeper and said.

"Okay, old friend!" Zhan Yan smiled. He opened the door and did not care about doing business. As long as it was not an infectious disease, the reward for decorating medicine on behalf of the customer was indispensable. Moreover, Lu Shan and his group were riding horses and carrying heavy goods. They had to be packed into the room as soon as they arrived. They must be rich.

Sure enough, after giving it a large piece of water, the old shopkeeper was so happy that he ran towards the kitchen with the medicine.

"I bought some medicine with you. The boss will boil it later. I will send it to you so that you can get better quickly!" Lu Shan pushed the door and walked in. He saw that Yamada Koko had moved from the bed to the dressing table, and a kerosene lamp was lit, emitting a soft light.

"Thank you, Master!"

"No need to thank you. Don't call me master in the future. This name sounds uncomfortable. Call the boss. They all call me that!" Lu Shan poured a glass of water and took a sip.

"Boss?" Yamada Hiroko screamed crisply.

"Well, it's not bad, but don't call it so sweet, I can't stand it!" Lu Shan sat down and said.

"Yes, boss!"

"Okay, are you reading Tang poetry? Read a few poems for me?" Lu Shan said.

"Who do the boss want to listen to?"

"Li Bai's wine is about to enter!" Lu Shan said with his eyes closed.

"Okay, boss. Have you not seen the water of the Yellow River coming from the sky, flowing to the sea and never returning. Have you not seen...Will you enter the wine, don't stop the glass...Five horses, thousands of gold furs, call two generals to exchange for fine wine, and let you alleviate the eternal sorrow with you."

This song "Jiangjinjiu" was read from Yamada Koko's mouth. His heroic spirit was slightly weak, but the crisp sound seemed sonorous and powerful, making people feel quite imposing.

Just read poetry and listen to poetry, and it feels like reading at night with red sleeves.
To be continued...