This person doesn't even walk soundly?

Zhang Xian tightly closed his lips. Although he knew that the other party had spared his life, he was very grateful to the other party for not killing him.

But just facing this, he was still nervous and subconsciously protected his heart behind him.

The visitor did not show any dissatisfaction when he saw the boy's movements, but he just slowly walked to them.

This man is really tall, probably 1.9 meters tall.

However, Zhang Xian felt déjà vu for this image.

A white cloak with a long, unobstructed knife hanging around her waist.

There are also sunsets, wild graves, young men, swordsmen.

This composition is very familiar!

Where did you see it? Zhang Xian fell into memories.

And Xin Tai naturally recognized this life-saving benefactor, which was much calmer than Zhang Xian.

"It's not a parent, it's a human trafficker." Xin Tai repeated what he said to Zhang Xian.

"What are these three?" the swordsman asked, looking at the stones of the three girls.

"Sister Ying, Sister Xia, Sister Qian." Xintai said: "They tried their best to protect me last night, so I thought at least find some good stones for them to be tombstones, but there is only one such thing, not even flowers."

The swordsman didn't say anything, opened his wine pot and poured the wine onto the stone one by one.

"It's pitiful to become a Buddha without knowing the taste of fine wine. This is my offering."

"Thank you, who are you?"

"My name is Bigu Qingjuro, and I know a little bit of swordsmanship."

"fencing?"

Zhang Xian, who was still in memory, suddenly shook all over.

Hum? Compared to Ku Qingjuro!?

Zhang Xian immediately looked at Bigu Qingjuro, his eyes full of shock.

If the heart has not reminded Zhang Xian, the name Ju Qingjuro completely activated Zhang Xian's memory.

No wonder he felt familiar with Xinta, and he also thought he had heard of the name Xinta.

It turns out that this is the world of "Longke Jianxin"!

Xinta is the protagonist Badaozhai, the original name of Kenshin Himemura!

Just like Gu Qingjuro, he is Jianxin’s teacher!

And now is the time to accept disciples, the beginning of everything!

But how is this possible!?

No, it may be just the same name, so observe it again!

If it is really Langke Jianxin, then next time, Bi Ku Qingjuro will change Xintai’s name!

Holding the shock in his heart, Zhang Xian was rational and did not speak.

As a first-class swordsman, he naturally noticed Zhang Xian's emotions fluctuations, but he didn't care much, thinking that he was just afraid of what happened last night.

He just looked at Xintao and said.

"There are problems with people's hearts in this era. If it were me, in a moment without strength, the only thing I could do was to bury the victim's corpses."

Xinta showed a puzzled look, but Zhang Xian understood.

The reason why Gu Qingjuro wanted to accept disciples was because Xintai's behavior was consistent with his principles of conduct.

"Boy, you said you want to protect them, right?"

"Um."

"But not only did you not protect the lives of the three of them, but you were also entrusted to the lives of the three of them. Your small hands already knew the heaviness of the corpse, and this weight will accompany you for the rest of your life."

"Yeah." My heart looked so sad.

"So what you need to do is not to be dazed here, but to carry it all and live hard."

"I know, I will work hard."

"This is not something that can be done by hard work. Compared to hard work, what you need is more powerful strength to support you. In order to survive, and to protect all the important people you meet in the future."

"Protect……"

This sentence came to Xinta's heart. He looked up at Ju Qingjuro, his eyes pure and clear.

It was such a good look. Bi Ku Qingjuro nodded secretly and asked.

"Little kid, what's your name?"

"Xinta. Himura Shinta."

"It's too weak and not suitable for a swordsman. From today on, you'll be called Jianxin."

"Sword...heart?"

"Well, I'm going to teach you my unique skills!"

Xinta didn't understand the weight of this sentence, but just looked at Zhang Xian next to him.

Zhang Xian was shocked and confirmed that this was "Langke Jianxin"!

At the same time, an electronic sound rang out from Zhang Xian's head.

"You've come into contact with key people, and the personal panel is activated."

"The World Confirmation: "Langke Jianxin"."

"Task establishment: Survive for more than 10 years."

Hearing this voice, Zhang Xian immediately understood. After studying Dian Niang for many years, he knew very well what this represented.

Goldfinger!

In an instant, Zhang Xian became confident in living in this era!

He wanted to take out the panel and study it, but due to Kenshin and Biku Kiyojuro, he could not show any abnormality.

But the existence of the golden finger made Zhang Xian feel uncontrollable joy in his heart, so he stood up unconsciously and his face turned red.

"What's wrong with you?" Jian Xin also saw Zhang Xian's strangeness at this time.

"Ah, no, it's okay." Zhang Xian shook his head.

Seeing Zhang Xian like this, Jian Xin thought he was worried, so he looked at Bigu Qingjuro and asked, "I understand what you said, sir. But what if I go up the mountain with you, what should Xian do?"

Zhang Xian also realized that this was indeed a problem.

Although the existence of the golden finger gave him confidence, this is not a place where one golden finger can rest assured.

Zhang Xian quickly calmed down and asked as he looked at Bigu Qingjuro.

"Then, what about me? Mr. Bigu?"

"As for you." Bigu Qingjuro nodded first: "You can bury the corpse with Jianxin, which is enough to prove that your conscience is not lost. It is worth my time to let you go last night."

"That……"

Then he changed his tone than Gu Qingjuro.

"So find a job in the future and live a peaceful life. Just as you said, go to Kyoto for food and clothing."

How can this work?

Although he had forgotten about the plot of Langke Jianxin, the person in front of him had a full combat power ceiling, and he was a thigh as thick as Tietong.

If he could hold his thigh, even without golden fingers, Zhang Xian would feel that everything would be worry-free.

The most important thing is that the protagonist Jian Xin is here, why should he run around?

Zhang Xian changed his mind and tried his best to give full play to his child's advantages, making sad and pitiful expressions.

"Don't you take me back to the mountain?"

"The Feitian sword flows in a single lineage. You will not have any benefit from following me, it will only delay your life." Bigu Qingjuro did not hide it at all: "You are not suitable to be a swordsman either."

Zhang Xian instantly understood that Jianxin’s name is not suitable for him? But is it not suitable for me to be a human?

He shook his head. He didn't care about this at the moment. To be honest, as a modern man, despite the dangers of this era, he didn't want to walk on the street with a knife in his arms if he could.

"I don't want to learn swords." After considering the language, Zhang Xian said directly: "Sir, you also know what this era is like. It is said that it delays life. If there is no place to settle down, there is no life to speak of."

Slightly surprised than the Kiyoshi Juro.

"Have you read a book?"

"Uh, a little bit."

"On average bandit children can't say such things."
To be continued...