Juanchuan's long sword turned and dodged the man in the hat that was wrestling with him, but the opponent's skills were not worse than him. In amazement, the long sword was also straight, leaving a long hole in Juanchuan's arm.

The other party left Juechuan to check his injuries. Juechuan took a knife before avoiding the attack of the man in the car. The two attacked again, and the sound of the clogs on the ground made Juechuan have a sudden inspiration and sweep the leg of the man in the hat closest to him. Then, with the power of his rotation, he swept the long sword, like a gyro, and slashed at another person with a thousand pounds.

The long sword swung over the head and fell to the ground. The remaining body was still holding the knife, but half a meter high blood gushed out of the cavity. After turning around, Juechuan's long sword was held back. With the surprised expression of the man in the hat, he pierced into the belly of the hat lying on the ground. It was not enough to insert it in, Juechuan also rotated the handle of the knife held in both hands.

The man in the hat was holding his belly pale face and looked at Juan Chuan in disbelief. His eyes were as if he was about to burst out from his sockets, while Juan Chuan's face was mixed with rain and formed a river to flow down his face.

He was depressed until the man in the hat let go of the strength in his hand. He also leaned on the hilt of the knife and knelt on the ground. The blood on his arms was still dripping down. The wound that had just been cut by the man turned outward, like a baby's mouth, revealing tender flesh and blood.

As a samurai, how could it be that it was the first time that Juechuan was injured? The cold rain helped him. He cracked the clothes on the wound. After a cry of tears, he cracked a huge hole. He bit and removed a strip of cloth on the front, and wrapped the wound several times with his teeth and his uninjured hands.

He slowly walked towards the car with dizziness. He hesitated and lost too much blood, and Juanchuan didn't have time to consider why these two people who were not bad at martial arts and had good skills wanted to kill themselves.

He lifted the door curtain that had been wet by the rain, and there was a sack inside the small carriage. Juechuan was stunned for a moment, but he still climbed into the car. There was no village or shop in front of him, and there was really a place to shelter from the rain. This carriage could hide for a while.

As soon as he got on the car, Juechuan was attracted by the sack in front of him, because the sack actually moved, and it was obvious that there was a "living thing" inside. Juechuan untied the rope on the head of the sack and pulled it down. A girl of thirteen or fourteen appeared in front of Juechuan.

"This is...how can this happen, who are you?"

The girl was still sober. She held her knees and didn't even dare to look at Juechuan. The girl's skin was very fair and her eyelashes were like dolls. Her eyes were scarred and there were tears on her face, cloth strips were stuffed in her mouth, and straw ropes were wrapped around her hands. The wrist had been worn out to the point of redness, swollenness and bruises.

Juechuan was very depressed and didn't know what happened, but these things must be related to the little girl in the car. He knew that the little girl regarded herself as a bad person, so he spoke,

"Don't be afraid, I'm not a bad person. The person who caught you has been killed by me and is outside the car. If you are not afraid of getting wet in the rain, you can go out and have a look."

Juechuan looked at the little girl in front of her with a look that she thought was quite sincere. This girl was not very beautiful, but she was covered with ugliness and had a slender figure. She had a straight facial features and was not ugly.

After saying that, Juechuan pulled out the cloth strip from the girl's mouth, pulled out the long knife from his waist, and cut it on the rope on the girl's hand for a while. During this time, the girl kept secretly looking at the man in front of her.

"Where are you from? Why do they tie you up?"

Of course, Juechuan felt the girl's gaze, and the girl was obviously not the daughter of a civilian family. How could a commoner's child have money to wear socks? Moreover, the girl's smell of a very fragrant smell should be the smell of smoked vanilla.

But after Juechuan asked, the girl lowered her head deeper and buried her face in her skirt, crying, and did not answer Juechuan's words.

"How can I send you home if you don't speak?"

Juekawa was very upset, but he still claimed to be an upright person and would not do anything to this little girl. More importantly, he wanted to know who he had offended? Is Kamakura still the place where he is a wild samurai?

However, Juanchuan got angry and was useless. The little girl still didn't speak, and Juanchuan had no choice. After sitting in the car for a long time, the rain outside finally stopped. Juanchuan jumped out of the car, picked up the long swords of the two people, looked at it, and wanted to see the identities of the two people. If they could judge it from their weapons, they fumbled on the corpse and found a lot of money. It was as much as dozens of taels.

This is a considerable wealth. Although I can't do anything in Kamakura, it's still OK to buy some land in the countryside with these. Just as Huokawa was considering his stay or not, there was a rustling sound behind him. When he looked back, it turned out that the little girl in the car jumped down, and her white cloth socks fell on the ground and were covered with mud and water.

But the little girl is more beautiful with the sunset behind her. The girl is very tall, at least taller than Makugawa. She is nearly 1.6 meters tall. She must be a child from a rich family. Or maybe she is just a nobleman. These two people come to find her and want to kill someone. They must be trying to frame the girl after she kills her.

After getting off the car, the girl looked around, then walked around the back of the car, and then the sound of water flowing through. Juanchuan smiled bitterly, then stood up and moved his arms. At this moment, the position where he was injured was still burning. And as soon as he moved, blood would seep out of the tape and even drip bleeding. He was very injured.

These two corpses are still not a solution here. Juechuan dragged the two into the woods and let the wild wolf eat their bodies. Moreover, he has been hiding in the car for a while. No one has come for so long, so no one should come.

Looking at the little blue car, Juekawa shook his head helplessly and walked away. If he really pulled the car back to Kamakura City, wouldn’t it be like telling these people’s accomplices that he had come back by himself? Juekawa is a pity that the car is exquisitely made and can be sold for a few meals.

However, it was about to get dark, and Juechuan was not going back to the city to get rejected, so he simply took the little girl towards Anguo Temple.
Chapter completed!