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Shinobu. Asara Swell
1 General was killed in battle!
The bad news reached the capital the next day.
“What? I don’t believe it.”
Her mother, Tomoko Hino, simply refused to believe this.
“As a general in charge of the world, how could he die in battle?”
She just laughed it off.
“It’s absolutely impossible.”
She ordered the crier to be taken down to the earth dungeon for punishment.
The initial report came in at the moment of Tora, which is at the break of dawn.
Tomiko was high on her daily grind, always getting up only towards the late afternoon.
Spring mornings are again particularly good for sleeping.
She had always indulged herself, but she couldn’t imagine that the maid who had always obeyed her orders would still wake her up. She was a bit resentful in her heart.
Yet unless there was serious news, the maid dared not wake her.
（The General is dead!)
She heard the appalling report but didn’t even flutter her eyelids.
“Could it be true?”
“It’s scary.”
The seven maids were whispering.
“Maybe there is such a thing.”
“You don’t want hearsay!”
“Maybe that messenger is one of Hexagon’s men, I’ll be sure to interrogate him properly tomorrow!”
The one who spoke was none other than Koga’s Stone Lady, whose two plump breasts fronted left and right and left and right like winter melons.
“I’m the best at interrogating young men… hee…”
” Haha, stone girl! My mouth is about to water just thinking about your maneuvers.”
While they were bantering desultorily, the stone woman reached out to caress the white skin of the maids, but the sound of horses’ hooves rang out. The horses of the visitors seemed to have gone wild, and the chaotic sound of hooves reached everyone’s ears.
The maids looked at each other.
This is the second messenger of the order.
It was also a young man, a Yixi Konoha whom the maids of honor had seen before.
“Please report to Her Majesty that the General has been killed…”
When he finished, he collapsed sluggishly at the bottom of the stone steps.
Blood gushed from his feet and legs, his clothes, and even his disheveled hair.
“Ah! Is this true? Has the General really…”
“Why didn’t you report to me earlier…”
“I don’t dare to go and tell Her Majesty…”
“Better ask Shizuka to report it!”
The maids were afraid that Tomoko would blame them, so they consulted each other, not knowing what to do.
That last maid who was publicly pushed, sighed helplessly and walked towards Tomoko’s chambers.
Tomoko was getting up sleepily, and when she saw the maid who was trying to say something, she couldn’t help but scan her out of the corner of her eye curiously.
“Jin Shurang has come to report… that the General has been killed.”
When Tomoko heard that, she replied, “Even Jin Juro is here. That boy Sang (Yoshihide) is too much of a joker! Isn’t he? Answer me! Is he playing a prank?”
Tomiko yelled in mid-sentence.
It must be a seamless lie! It must be a lie. She’s denying every possible condition.
Yihee went to the battlefield.
However, the merciless battlefield is no different for a young man of twenty-five and a middle-aged man of fifty. And for a woman like Tomiko, who had lived in a deep palace for years and had never been able to leave her home, the battlefields of a foreign land were undoubtedly a distant dreamlike past.
In September of the previous year, when Yihee led the 60,000-odd horsemen on the expedition, she was so worried that she could not eat or sleep!
She slowly became emaciated and thin.
But after a year and a half, the war had been in a stalemate, and Tomoko gradually felt relieved.
So her mood begins to change, always thinking that Yi-hee is just on a long trip, and that he’ll come home when he’s tired of playing.
“Xiao Shang… he… actually died in battle…”
Tomoko sat up like an electric shock.
“Death was so unrealistic for her… but… at least the motherly nature within her told her that her son should be the furthest thing from death in all the world.
The sudden news of the death came as an infinite shock to the ground.
“Could it be that the puppet clan… is… doing something…”
Doubts of Hook Mirage Yasai awakened in her mind.
“Why are you giving me such bad news?…”
Yanshou did they not do their duty to protect?
In Yoshihide’s Jinya, the Koga clan had sent two men to protect him.
It may be Tomiko’s habit of never thinking things through, but only believing that things will always work out optimistically in the end.
“This must be a prank by Sang… I don’t believe it…”
Tomoko’s cheeks were stained with broken teardrops as she turned to her maid and cried.
Xiao Shang is a piece of her heart!
And it’s not just about “motherly love”. Once Yi Xi dies, her position as “female general” will of course be shaken.
2 (What to do…)
A wretched, uneasy ripple rose in her mind.
She sat staring at it, but she felt like she was in the middle of a needle, panicked.
It was as if the brocade quilt and the golden carved bed of teeth would suddenly break through a hole, and she would be trapped in it.
She is located in this luxurious palace, as long as a little step out, down to the people, up to the public secretary, none of them are not bowing to her, bending the knee and kneeling, a big offering diligence look.
The treasury is richly stocked with precious stones, cloth, silk, gold, silver, expensive things, etc. This is the glory and wealth that the mother-in-law of the former and current generals of the north should enjoy, which also represents her status and power.
Although she and her husband, Yoshimasa, did not get along very well with each other, this family business was made by her husband and son’s own hands.
The Hino family was the most honored of all the ministers, and was treated with great respect and honor.
Since the Hino family and the Ashikaga family had a deep connection since the third generation of Yoshimitsu, the Hino family was extremely powerful when Tomiko was young and did not know the meaning of poverty.
Moreover, when she was first favored by Yi Zheng, her heart did not have the idea that “once you enter the marquis’s family, you will be worth a hundred times as much”.
However, the happiness and status she possessed before her eyes was about to vanish because of the phrase “The general died in battle!” She was so shocked and alarmed that her happiness and status were about to vanish.
(What is to be done? If a new power expels me from the palace?)
Lonely Tomiko, after all, is only female, and women are not supposed to hold any power.
She has been blinded by the illusion of reality because she has been in the shelter of her husband and son for so long, and she has always thought she was above it all.
However, she never expected to feel the horror of losing her power until she reached middle age.
(If only Sang hadn’t died…)
Tomoko lost her support, like a large chrysanthemum that has lost its branches and stems.
No matter how vibrant the colors are, they will wither away in time.
So Tomoko hurried on in the spring sunrise.
She’s going to rush to the East Mountains.
We must meet Yoshimasa immediately.
Right now, she can’t rely on anyone but Yoshimasa.
Yoshimasa is the only ace in her hand.
Though also the husband she abandoned.
She has always been arrogant and overbearing, often cursing and leaving no room for error.
Especially since she grew up in a wealthy family with a lot of food and clothing, thus developing her bossy personality in everything.
In the past, she used to scold Yoshimasa to the point of no return.
In particular, Yoshimasa’s indecisive temperament, coupled with male dysfunction, is what makes her angry.
However, now that she has lost her beloved son, the only way to meet up with Yoshimasa again she never knew that she would be making this move.
But other than that, there was no other way. So she had to calm down and think about this one thing in due time, even though she had a thousand things in her mind and was in disarray.
Now that his son is dead, he can no longer hide the truth.
And just today, the news that Yihee is dead may have spread to the neighboring countries of Kinki.
The saying “bad news travels fast” is definitely true.
(Before this news reaches the ears of the one in Dongsan…)
She began to get anxious!
“Hurry up and get going! Go faster!”
Tomoko’s urging continued to come from among the oxcarts.
“Aye! Yes, sir!”
The old man driving the car scowled in agreement and whipped the back of the ox harder.
But the cow only ignored Tomoko’s anxiousness, still walking slowly at a peaceful pace.
The beauty of the Kamogawa River in spring could not stay in her eyes at all.
Finally, she could see the eastern mountains in the distance.
Yoshimasa is surprised by Tomoko’s sudden visit!
He had been sitting in his bedchamber on the second floor, and saw the visitor and stood up in astonishment.
“You must have been shocked!”
Tomiko said.
The two men’s faces looked stiff, not even smiling; the two men used to rage against each other, and they had long since lost sight of what a pleasant color was.
Tomiko sat by the edge of the door and looked out over the garden. The beauty of the forest and springs at the back of Tsushoji Temple, also known as Ginshuiji Temple, was a delight to the eyes. In particular, the stone bridge to the upper fairy tale was like a heavenly place on earth, but this could not quell the shock of the past between the two of them.
Though her eyes looked out at the courtyard, her heart was weak.
“It’s beautiful! What do you think?”
Yoshimasa deliberately tested her.
“I see that this court of wood and stone calls for more than the flower gosho!”
“Did I hear you right? You didn’t come here specifically to enjoy the view, did you?”
The one woman in front of me, who had never known what a low voice was, had actually begun to take a low position.
“I was just thinking that we’re both getting older, and we really should have a few years of getting away together too!”
“Huh! Why are you whispering so softly, not at all like your usual self.”
“┅No, I was too ignorant before, but now I think it’s only right that we should be together to comfort each other!”
The wind has shifted completely. And it was a shift that screamed amazement. It was as if Yoshimasa was slowly beginning to wake up from his spring sleep.
“How can I return to the General’s house when I’m already old and decrepit? Hahahahaha…”
Is he being sarcastic?
“But, Shang, he’s so young, and after he returns from Jiangzhou, he’ll have someone to talk to about everything.
”
“No need, he can make his own decisions.”
“I was… I was already regretting it and needed you back so badly!”
“Why?”
“I’m afraid that if something happens to Shang in the battlefield…”
“As a general, he shouldn’t be able to…”
“But, in case…”
“Oh! So that’s what happened.”
Suddenly, a clever whisper came to Yoshimasa’s ears as the wind blew.
(This what-if has already happened. You mustn’t be fooled by this vixen…)3 The voice was so familiar, but Yoshimasa couldn’t understand it for a moment.
He had heard the sound before, and though it was only like a light breeze blowing, it caused an unmistakable effect.
If confronted with another woman, he might not have listened immediately.
But if it’s to Tomoko… At this moment, the voice began to speak again.
(I will keep my promise… come on…) Kinky pot!)
Ah! He suddenly remembered.
Thanks to a strange kind of endurance, the impotent old man actually awoke.
The expression on his face changed.
(My Lord! It’s me… Come to the second floor, I have something to say to you.) Yoshimasa stood up abruptly.
“Ah! You’re going there?”
The two were only halfway through their conversation.
Tomiko opened her mouth in disbelief. But Yoshimasa’s ears at the moment can not hear Tomiko’s voice, and Tomiko’s ears, it seems to come from such a voice.
“Wait for me, I’ll go go go and be right back!”
It’s Yoshimasa talking, isn’t it?
Yoshimasa returned to the second floor and saw an old man beside the lantern window, drinking in solitude with a ladle.
“Ah! You are…”
(Do you remember me?)
It turned out to be Old Man Kinky Pot.
Readers, want to have guessed, this dressed as a white-bearded old man, in addition to the bowl house of He Ma will not be someone else. He was standing on one foot, drinking good wine from a ladle. And most importantly, Yoshimasa admired his sorcery. No, I should say very thirsty. Yoshimasa’s body was no longer capable of enjoying the pleasures of the female body, so as long as the momentary, or fleeting, pleasure was there, he would trade everything for it. He was such a pathetic old man.
“You know, why did she make a sudden house call?”
“Not quite sure…” said Yoshimasa frankly.
“Because the general has died in battle!”
“Ah! What did you say?”
“Yi-hee, he’s dead…”
“Ah! Is this true?”
“A Pottery Barn ninja never lies.”
“So, he really died in battle…”
“You’ll soon take back the general’s power…”
“W… um…”
At the moment Yoshimasa’s eyes showed the sadness of his father.
“May I?”
“You may not be able to, but… she has asked for your help, and you must make your appearance.”
“┅┅”
However, Yoshimasa did not shed any tears.
“Now is the time for you to take back the power of the general which is the power of the husband, and she will have to depend on you and obey you!”
“What should I do to make it better?”
On the gentle ground of Higashiyama, Yoshimasa is nothing more than a walking corpse capable of action.
“I will impart intelligence to you!”
Hema took another sip of wine.
“The first thing to do is to make the trick work!”
“┅┅”
“Although Tomoko has heard the bad news, she has deliberately concealed it from you. Then, you should act as if you know nothing about it.”
“Yes…”
“And then, you take back the title of General Ten Generation General.”
“May I, may I? And for Tomoko…”
“My lord, if you want to go back, you first have to get past Tomoko first, which means subduing her and harnessing her!”
“Subdue her?”
“Yes, think of her as an ordinary, enjoyable woman.”
Yoshimasa’s face looked tired and bereft as he shook his head.
It was an unconfident look, and although he was only fifty-five years old, he looked as dragon-like as an ancient old man.
A wry smile surfaced on Hema’s face.
“Don’t worry, I’ll make a real man out of you!”
“Really?”
“It’s not easy, but I can do it.”
“As long as you can… I’ll do everything you want.”
“Remember that, especially if you reset into a general.”
He Ma told him to lie down on the bedclothes. He told him to lie down on the bed of teeth, and Hema grabbed a handful of powder from the leather bag and sprinkled it between Yoshimasa’s legs. Then he used a firebrand to light a flame on his fingertips, and then burned the powder with his fingertips and approached his lower body.
It was an irritating tickling sensation.
“Don’t touch it with your hands for now…”
After saying that, Hema’s body disappeared from Yoshimasa’s sight like a gust of wind.
Yoshimasa’s lower body turned from tingling to burning pain and even heat…
“How does it taste? The puppet jutsu “Maro Swell” is very powerful, and that female general alone is absolutely fine…”
Was it Hema calling Tomiko? Tomiko pulled on her long skirt and ascended to the second floor.
Puppet Ninjitsu (12)
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Ninjitsu. Epimedium
1 The puppet ninja Hema kept telling him not to scratch the itch with his hands, but the itchy feeling didn’t last long, followed by a tingling sensation, which turned into a burning sensation after three turns…
For General Ashikaga Yashiro, who had spent his life away from the chaos and hunger, Yoshimasa’s body had always been surrounded by glory and wealth, and it was probably the first time he had ever felt that kind of burning pain. He was the kind of man who had never even been infested by mosquitoes. However, during the Muromachi period, the people’s life was characterized by “two lice and three insects”, and the degree of filthiness was beyond the imagination of modern people. His wife, Tomiko, was even more indulgent, and in modern times she might be considered a “tough wife.”
Type of woman, nevertheless, the reason why the young age of Tomoko can finch, become the general’s wife, its delicate and stunning beauty, since it is unparalleled.
Poor Yoshimasa, banished from the forbidden palace by his wife, could never return to the Hanazono Imperial Palace, and lived alone in seclusion in his villa in Higashiyama, occasionally remembering Tomiko’s voluptuous body… but he could not change his “impotence”. However, strangely enough, his physical impotence did not diminish his intense longing for a woman’s naked body, especially in the middle of the day, when his mind was filled with tantalizing dreams of a very young woman’s body. At fourteen or fifteen years old, Tomiko was bathed in the sun, but she was hotter and more spirited than the sun…
Maybe she was born with a proud and strong nature, plus she was born into a family, and over time she left her “sexually impotent” husband behind, and her whole body’s passion disappeared.
But Yoshimasa was still immersed in the sweetness of his fantasies.
Now that she has learned of her son’s death, she is trying to persuade him to “come home and spend the rest of his life together”. Yifang, encouraged by Hema, is eager to try his hand at reclaiming his position as general.
Yoshimasa thought of his authority as a husband and his majesty as a general.
The fifty-five year old obese body was suddenly like an inflatable.
But that’s just physical recovery, nothing about his sexual impotence.
Can the puppet ninjutsu “Maro Swell” really cure his incompetence?
The black powdery foam that Hema put on Yoshimasa’s lower body had no odor at all. Just acting on the ninja’s keen sense of smell.
It was derived from a fragrant wood, a medicinal powder used by Brahmins in their ancient outings.
The original material is a mixture of several spices, including “Konjac wood” and “Anchovy”.
The latter can be found all over Japan, while the former has to be sought from as far away as Tianzhu. Tianzhu is India, and recently it has been said that it is also found in Tibet, but no matter where it is obtained, it is an imported product that is not easy to come by.
No one knows where the puppet ninjas obtain their herbs from.
Māra means that ghost and heavenly demon in Buddhist terms. And the Mra path means the evil realm of desires and paths that go against the right way of Buddhism.
The Burning Tongue also defines “Moloch”.
This is called disturbing, obstructing, destroying, disturbing the body and mind, obstructing the good dharma, destroying the victorious things, so it is called Moloch, and this is abbreviated as deva.
In short, Māra takes a completely hostile stance towards the practice of monasticism and the observance of the precepts.
In Buddhism, the penis, the symbol of man’s instincts, is feared in the same way as the devil, and the title Moloch is given to him for the following reasons The word “Moloch” is also written as “Mara” in general books. The word “Moloch” is also written as “Asara” in general books.
The words “yuk-stem” and “ma-ryang” are also used in this context, and it is commonly said that this character may be used to refer to the male yin or the female yin, but this is not clear…
A terrible enemy to the monks, but to the laymen the only symbol of honor.
The secret of puppetry ninjutsu, the “Immortal Rejuvenation”, which is mentioned at the beginning of the book, is the gospel of the incompetent. It is a secret method because its effect is a sense of fullness of life that is indispensable.
The wood used to make powdered medicine, which we find in the usual dictionaries, is “incense.”
It is a synonym for the name. The name is derived from the fact that it can cause the male lower body to swell if it is thinned and placed at the caudal pubic area.
The origins of the swelling are very old…
When Yimasa was given the puppet’s secret method, and his long-faded lower body suddenly swelled up, Hema summoned Tomoko up to the third floor with a secret voice.
Tomoko, thinking that she had been summoned for something, was walking up with a swinging willow waist.
For the first time, Tomoko stood on the second floor above what was now Ginkakuji.
However, the clever Hema, had long ago fielded the lustful worm of desire in her body.
In the past that a woman wrapped in power, fame and fortune has disappeared, replaced by a female body with cheeks as scarlet as fire, eyes flowing, and the whole body exuding a demonic charm.
She slowly approached Yoshimasa’s bedside.
Her throat was parched with lust, her red lips moistened, and she exhaled hot breath.
“Ah! Darling…”
2 Yoshimasa’s vitality has awakened, and he recovers the courage and robustness of his youth.
The woman’s now bright red appearance fanned the fire in his head even more.
“You come here!”
There was a tremor in Yoshimasa’s voice.
“You’re so beautiful no wonder the world calls the place you live Hana no Gosho, it’s true that people are more beautiful than flowers.”
The recovered Yoshimasa was already oblivious.
Tomoko’s voluptuous flesh finally pressed against his strong chest.
Their hearts were burning with desire and they couldn’t hold back any longer…
The long suppressed faculties finally burst into sparks under her fragrant lips.
For long years, he had not enjoyed the pleasures of Tomiko’s flesh.
Now that the dream had come true, wasn’t she lying in her own bed?
Their limbs were tightly intertwined, giving vent to the demons in their flesh.
It’s an intoxicating time in the climactic realm.
The female body, due to her excessive joy, actually began to cry, her eyes framed with tears of joy that rolled down from her fragrant cheeks.
And all Yoshimasa’s mind could think was (I will conquer her! Conquer her!) He remained firm.
Tomoko’s performance was so intense that perhaps it was just the best way for her to expel the puppet Shinobi Succubus.
Tomoko’s body swayed and trembled like a wave, and Yoshimasa began to realize that the joyful mind of the long ago
（”I will take back the position of the 10th Shogun.)
A warm drive was felt inside the exuberant male body.
Moloch is used to treat “impotence”, while the other flavors of the medicine, Anchorwort, are the synonyms of Horny Goat Weed, Senryu Kuncho, and Miradoruke Rizo, or “Mighty Weed”, which Hema must have added to the powder as well.
The heart of struggle that wells up in Yoshimasa’s chest is the resurrection of the original male vitality.
He put Tomoko in a state of wild delight and forgot that he was a middle-aged man of fifty-five.
He didn’t feel tired at all.
She seemed to revel in the excitement of sex.
Absorb the essence of life from Tomoko’s flesh to your heart’s content.
Tomoko was already moist, and she tenderly caressed her husband’s palm.
“I never knew you were so strong,” she whispered.
“Don’t be sad.”
“┅┅”
“Did you know about Yi Hee and Sang?”
“Shang?”
“I already knew that.”
“Huh?”
“There is no relationship, the sand field is the nature of a martial artist.”
“Ah! What did you say? What? You actually…”
“Why would I know the truth is it? Hahaha! How smart I am, if Xiao Shang hadn’t already been killed in battle, how would you have sought me out to discuss things going forward?”
“Yes…”
“Since the Ninth General is dead, the Tenth General will be succeeded only by me.”
“Ah! Do you want to…”
“Of course, the nation doesn’t know about Xiao Shang yet, does it? When the dawn breaks, the world will be summoned!”
“But there’s still the return of Sang’s remains and the preparation of the funeral…”
“Simply announce to the world that the Shogun has passed away due to illness, as is the usual practice. The next succession ceremony will be planned by Mr. Ichijo Sekibaek and Mr. Konoye Taisho…”
He hugged Tomoko and slurred.
He was inside Tomoko, not declining in the slightest, and Tomoko clenched her teeth as her plump ass squirmed. It was still too much of a shock move for this ripe female body.
Large beads of sweat broke out on Tomiko’s forehead as she desperately tried to support her exhausted limbs. Her ears, her eyes, could no longer recognize anything around her. She was as soft as molten steel, trembling on the bed.
Now Dango, abandoning the false name of a woman of honor in favor of the so-called husband’s side, bearing pleasure left and right, becomes a real woman.
Right this minute.
For the first time she found Yoshimasa’s face burning with intent.
His voice was so lucid, his flesh so passionate and robust Tomiko tasted for the first time the feeling of being conquered.
And for that reason, she felt the virtue of being a woman’s pliant.
Tomiko had forgotten her true nature she was enjoying her time as a woman as if she were possessed Her body was like a white snake wrapped tightly around Yoshimasa Kama, who was lurking on the patio, witnessing all this with a complicated light in her eyes…
3 Hexagonal Takarai’s night attack, in which he defeated the general with a force outnumbered, was a great and unprecedented victory. However, after a long period of conquest and the dispersal of a few troops, it was never possible to succeed in capturing Hook no Sato.
The news of Yihee’s death in battle spread across the entire army, and that night
“The general is dead in battle!” In the midst of the cries, the soldiers were like mice screaming wildly in the angry waves, appearing to be disorganized in their military discipline. Soon, the forces in the capital strengthened again.
“So much for night raids.”
Hexagon had retracted his blades, looking a bit backed up.
Takarai began to blow the retreat horn.
“I overcame! I overcame!”
With a roar to the heavens, he returned to his horse and walked away.
His mount, with its belly, legs, and tail, leaked blood, and its reedy hair was as red as the red horse in Luo Binwang’s poem.
Takarazu’s first battle on this chestnut-haired favorite, he drove him with only his back and feet, and with one hand on his sword, he slaughtered him like a potato!
It turned out that this divine colt was a trophy that he had taken from the stables of the Hook’s Formation House.
In the past, it may have been Yi Hee’s favorite horse, a stallion of about two years old.
“I win! I won!”
Covered in blood, Takarai was ordered by the bugle to gradually gather the soldiers, and the reinforcements that came after him fought on the sidelines.
“Won! Won!”
“Victory! Victory!”
The whole army shouted in unison. Even the bloodied and wounded soldiers, holding their companions’ shoulders, chimed in.
What a pleasant retreat it was! They had never tasted such a pleasant sensation.
This retreat was the final battle of the three-year general’s expeditionary formation, and Hexagon was bound to be convinced that he could return in one piece.
“Assholes! Don’t let them go! We must kill them all!”
The young general Hosokawa Masamoto and the veteran Toyama Masamasa were bent on a strong attack with a fierce army, but in any case, the victorious army had no reason to retreat.
Although the Hexagonal Forces retreated, they suddenly opened up their minds to kill, and utilized the “Turning Back and Comparing Wings” method of warfare, using retreat as a means of advancing to deal with the enemy forces that were coming after them.
The battlefield by the light of the lower moon was a bloodbath, and the army of the Hexagon was as beautiful as the moon on the Konohagakure River.
The hexagonal forces did prevail.
By midnight, the general’s army had upwards of 20,000 dead and wounded.
The general’s army of 60,000 men has lost more than a third of it.
Throughout the ages, the fortunes of expeditionary forces have varied.
In ancient times, there was Hongan’s Mongol army, in recent times, there was Napoleon’s Russian expedition, and in the Second World War, Germany, ambitious and invading other countries, finally tasted the hellish and painful defeat.
In addition, there was the Ehito Rebellion, and the world was in turmoil for twenty years. In the third year of the Chosengoku era (August 21), when the name was changed to Tintoku, General Ashikaga was defeated, but the rest of the country was unharmed.
The Shogun, having received an imperial proclamation from Emperor Shimen, took a step from Yamashiro to Omi and Kama.
The general’s mighty order could not reach the borderlands, which was indeed a blunder of the successive Ashikaga generals and a sadness of the tragic battle death of Yoshihide.
To put it in a cruel analogy, he was doomed to a tragic fate the moment he became the son of Yoshimasa and Tomiko.
However, it was the two leaders, Hosokawa Masamoto and Toyama Masamasa, who suffered a truly tragic fate.
The authority of the chief comes because of the power of the general.
After the defeat, the usually formidable chief became a lost cause.
(Perhaps they can no longer suppress the five nations of Kinki.)
The worry on their faces was clearly on display.
“Let’s make a combined battle in the name of the mourning general!” Shiki Nariyori suggested, seeing that the morale in front of the formation was very low.
After the general was killed people were in fear and the army was defeated. The generals were all afraid for their lives and greedy for their lives.
Maybe it’s a case of losing the dragon’s head at once!
(Who will take the throne and be the next general?)
The mood of such apprehensive human officials is the same in ancient and modern times.
Three days later, Yi Hee’s remains were packed in a white wooden frame and transported to the capital.
The 30,000-strong army that followed them stretched out in a long line of dragons in the streets.
This long column was, no doubt, the defeated army of the expedition. The veteran ministers, who had been pursued by Hexagone François Gorai, were now, idly and wearily, supporting the bier of the general as he marched westward.
This procession climbed up the slope of Fusaka Mountain from Otsu and looked like a flock of pelicans on a huge hill.
“Why all this noise?”
The gruff voice was none other than Hema.
“This wind… is the tide wind. The noisy lake wind…”
“They’re getting a taste of this for the first time in thirty years!”
“Hahaha, just a little more effort and they’ll go up in smoke!”
It was dusk in March of the third year of Jangheung, the end of the flower season and the beginning of summer, and in the drizzling rain, Yihee’s casket moved slowly up the hillside.
Puppet Ninjitsu (13)
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Ninjutsu. Rainy Night Frog
1 Quiet and silent, the garden trees and stones are moistened.
The rain fell in the air like fine threads, like feathers.
The elegant Yi Zheng, who chose the majestic Luobei area to build the Dongshan Mansion, with the backdrop of the Dongshan Mountain peaks, could see the scenery of the four seasons from the garden.
It’s not a titillating view of spring, summer, fall, winter, wind and snow.
Rather, thick and light harmonization, new green spring mountains, smoke and rain dream haze, such as the South painting of the landscape painting is sufficient to comfort the feelings of righteousness and anger.
The gardens of Cizhao Temple and Ginkakuji Temple are now a profound place of simplicity and elegance.
The spring rain is drizzling, but the garden trees and stones are moistened.
However, this idle and silent hidden mansion, but the emergence of a flower-like woman Fu Zi, and make a side of the waiter’s heart, also sprung up a wave of inexplicable hope.
She’s been here for three days.
Tomiko has been entangled between the beds and the brocade mattresses.
Being hugged tightly by Yoshimasa in his arms.
Ignorant of the strong sperm techniques of puppet jutsu, Tomoko fell limply against her husband’s strong chest.
At first, she screamed wildly with excitement, rising and falling with the ecstasy of her faculties.
Like a white female dolphin, drowning in a whirlpool of wild waves, she almost fainted.
As a matter of fact, she was stuck in a state of emptiness. As if from the bottom of a deep dive, slowly surfacing, gradually awakening, the lecherous insects in her skin, at the moment, had satisfied the fierce desire. Tomoko said with half narrowed eyes.
“Ah! I’m not going home.”
In a trance, she said casually.
“Always snuggle up to you…”
“Yes! Forever… forever…”
Yoshimasa casually echoed her, but he had something else in mind.
(That’s just wishful thinking!)
He thought about it carefully.
(I’m going to find a day to go and discuss great things with the Lord and the House of the Five Flags!)
He is filled with ambition to reclaim the throne of the next general. Though his heart is divided, his male roots are no less strong.
Probably doesn’t know how to shrivel up!
Tomiko moaned and sobbed in a low voice, she was a little frantic.
Over the past few days, the two of them had indulged in carnal pleasures, which had not only caused her flesh to completely succumb and plunge into the abyss of eroticism, but the two of them had not even had time to drink three meals a day.
Yoshimasa seemed stoic and unperturbed, but the tired look on Tomoko’s face grew stronger by the day.
“Xiao Shang’s remains should reach the capital soon.”
The rain continued to pour.
“Tomorrow morning, I should go home early, I’ve been in love all night…”
Tomoko gasped slightly and covered Yoshimasa’s head again.
The Chinese mansion was hidden in the drizzle of dusk.
Outdoors, two samurai sneak in with patchouli swords. Sneaking into the house.
Were they samurai? Thieves? Or were they natives?
“What a nasty rain!”
“We’ll have to see what happens.”
“The people inside… heh heh heh heh… don’t care if it’s raining outside.”
“On such a wet and rainy night, it’s quite enviable…”
“Now this old married couple is upside down!”
“It’s been three days and three nights… and I can’t believe I’m still enjoying it… oh, just a moment.”
“What’s wrong!”
“I’m going to have to light a fire first, it’s too dark in here for us to barge in like this.”
So they held the fire pit under their armpits.
Only the sound of gold and stone was heard, and sparks jumped a few times. Rain mixed with the strange smell of sulfur and small green flames appeared.
But then, poof, it’s gone again.
“How come?”
“Maybe it’s too windy!”
But one is in the house and does not detect the wind at all.
Despite the skepticism in his mind, the ignition never stopped.
But the second time, before the flames could reach the torch, they went out again.
“What the hell is going on?”
“Is… is there too much moisture in the house?”
The two exchanged strange glances.
Is it possible that in the dark, there is another pair of hateful eyes?
Suddenly, both turned back at the same time!
Someone wading in the darkness? Oh no, by the pond a small green monster darted out, glaring at the two with round eyes.
2 “It’s a frog!”
“What an asshole!”
The shorter one, grabbed the first attack.
But what an agile amphibian the frog is, a leap and back into the pool.
Unbelieving, the two men ignited a third time.
It was dusk, the house was gloomy and dark, coupled with the drizzle is not clear.
But the spark, for the third time, disappeared.
“How evil!”
At this moment, the water ripples and ripples, there is a black demon showing up, isn’t it?
It was a different shadow than the frog.
But apart from knowing that it was a black shadow, there was no way to know who it was.
The two men jerked their heads around. Facing the loss of white light.
The white blade seemed to absorb the frog’s red flames and immediately knocked one person down.
“Ah! Come here…”
As the knife struck, the end of his words turned to a lurid wail!
The rainy air was mixed with another atmospheric smell of blood.
The figure in the darkness, like a ghost, never moved again after stepping over the two corpses.
Is not the silhouette has dissolved in the twilight.
No one heard the victim’s wail of grief, and even the garden trees and wigwams maintained their original expressionless state.
The windows of the building were closed due to the drenching rain.
And Yoshimasa and Tomoko’s naked bodies warmed the air in the room even more.
They’re on fire.
In the frenzied flames of the flesh, the lightly trembling female body emitted a wail that could be heard even in the rain.
The room was thinly darkened, but the two men didn’t even take the time to light the lamp, leaving the lampstand alone to sleep on its own.
White nude body, sometimes issued like a cat, or dog general obscene yelp, is passionate place, did not realize that the black silhouette and quietly into the room.
(Oh, are you using the Swollen Wood of Mira? (I…)
The Shadow approached the bed like a flow of dark mist.
A pair of cold eyes, quietly observing it all.
No one noticed the black shadow, not Tomoko, not Yoshimasa.
Yoshimasa had become disillusioned, but couldn’t give up.
In the past, due to her sexual impotence, she was scorned by Tomoko, but now his exaggerated actions made her cry, agonize, wail and sob. The original powerful and arrogant woman became a different style under his body.
(She’s nothing more than a common little wretch now.)
Now Yoshimasa has regained his long lost sense of superiority and his self-confidence has increased greatly.
(I will always remember you, puppet ninja Hagoromo Hagoromo!) There is no ageless longevity drug or secret aphrodisiac technique that would be more powerful than this ninjutsu.
(Their wish was to abolish the status of puppets and restore the status of commoners, but puppets have always…)
It’s not just about general authority.
Rather, the ancient law has been set! There’s more resistance than anything else. （Can the blood of a puppet… become a commoner?
This is an old feudal society that emphasizes the status of “blood”, and therefore, people of inferior blood can never be freed from its shackles.
Yoshimasa made Tomoko in a state of ecstasy, both still able to think clearly.
(Your Honor, don’t get any ideas!)
It’s who’s talking.
(Doesn’t it)
Did he reveal his secret? But he shouldn’t be mumbling during sex, right?
But the person who had spoken in the dark had obviously read his mind.
Yet there was no one around.
(Does he know that I want to break the pact with the puppet ninja?) Yoshimasa is still hesitating in his mind ah!
(It’s okay if you want to break the contract, I’ll make you lose your vitality!)
In the midst of the darkness, speech wasn’t very clear.
But the thing in his lower body, which had solidified and stood up due to the burning heat, was like being immersed in ice water, losing its ability to stand firm and beginning to shrivel…
He hadn’t even ejaculated and was about to
“Ah! No!”
He was too stunned!
Lycanthropy fills the heart.
But panicking won’t help.
“Ah! This is… too cruel to me..! I… don’t…”
Tomoko’s body enjoyed that mounting pleasure like an arrow on a string.
Suddenly she was a little bewildered.
Why is it that such moving pleasantness has suddenly disappeared.
“Hey! What the hell is wrong with you? Weren’t you just fine?”
Yoshimasa blushed.
The inferiority complex in his heart awakened again. He absolutely could not afford to fail anymore, and failing again would be too great a blow to him.
But this kind of thing can’t withstand agitation, and the more agitated he gets the less helpful he becomes, and finally he is completely incapacitated and ugly.
“You finally can’t! What a waste of a husband!”
“Wait a minute! Tomiko, I have an idea!”
“Hahaha, you forget it! Still talking about being single-minded about reclaiming the position of general, you should stop dreaming about it!”
She insulted as she grabbed the fancy dress beside the bed.
A pair of starry eyes burned with unfulfilled fury.
“Wait a minute! Hello! Don’t go.”
The sound of the call finally slowly weakened.
Yoshimasa’s pleading eyes, how he wished to see the shadow of Kama again.
As Tomoko descended the stairs, a shifting black shadow was suddenly reflected on the wall and swooshed across in front of him.
“Ah! Is it someone from the Golem clan?”
The Shadow glanced back at him suddenly. A light smile rose from his white teeth, which was only a thick mockery, and then disappeared like a puff of light smoke.
3 Fuzi returned to his heart.
But there was nothing she could do sitting in the oxcart.
It is a betel nut bullock cart pulled by sturdy, plump black oxen.
In ancient times, there were restrictions on the status of the oxcart and sedan chair. This kind of carriage can only be ridden by people below the emperor and above the fourth person. Although Tomoko’s status and identity do not match, she is a person who abuses her power.
Even the Emperor’s exclusive use of “Oyin”, she rested on her laurels.
“Can’t we get these beasts to go faster?”
The man in the car was obviously impatient.
“Yes… yes, but this cow…”
“Don’t do it yet!”
The family secretary and the swordswoman are all accompanying them outside.
How she wished she could have returned to the Hana no Mikado a moment sooner!
But the unsparked feelings of passion were once again intruding on her (can I call the sword woman in…) The passion inside her was so intense that she couldn’t sit still…
(As for the Lord…) She had to hold on to the Lord’s heart for the sake of her position as second-in-command.
Tomoko in the scented car bit her red lip as she contemplated the political situation ahead.
(Shouldn’t we give the position of future general to Yoshimasa?)
He could have taken the place of his own son, but Tomoko thought a younger underling would be more appropriate.
Tomiko had another son, Yoshiaki of the Emperor’s Goyin Daigakuji Temple.
(Although Yijue is good, it is not a great weapon for a military general…) Her mind was getting more and more confused.
This agitation stems from the physiological response to the interruption of the love flame.
It was as if a figure was fronting in her mind.
Was she having a nightmare? But…
(Have you come up with a suitable candidate for future general?)
A ghostly whisper came from between his ears.
“┅┅”
From among the cattle cars.
The voice didn’t come from outside. But Tomoko was the only one in the oxcart!
She was a little shocked.
However, the voice sounded again.
(Don’t be afraid. I’m Mirai Yasai…)
“Oh, I thought you had gone back to the Hook.”
“That’s because I’m shameless, and I’m ashamed that the people under me are not doing a good job!”
“I should punish you with… eight cracks!”
“Yes! He deserves to be punished, but I think that when the new Shogun ascends to the throne, we from the Koga clan can assist him from the sidelines…”
“Well.”
“But for now, let me remove the pent-up anger from your chest! Female General!”
“Yu Qi… what do you mean?”
“Lady General, don’t you realize? When a woman is thinking of spring, her eyelids seem heavier than usual.”
Yes, at present she was suffering from the torment of lust! Suddenly under the embroidered curtain, a monster leaped in.
It’s a frog!
Is it a frog in the pond?
Then several frogs leaped in succession and darted into her skirt.
Tomoko couldn’t help but groan!
Her words were drawn out, seemingly pinched, seemingly bitter.
The frog that had burrowed into her skirt squirmed strangely between her legs, and Tomoko’s upper body trembled lightly, her brow tightening, even her two cherry lips crooked.
Well… although she was holding back, she looked unusually excited, with white foam flowing from the corners of her mouth… her face was as bright red as an October maple.
Her breasts were swaying like waves, and she reached out and caressed her high breast buds, as if she was in a state of ecstasy, and even her waist was swaying…
In her infinite intoxication, Tomoko slowly returned to her senses.
At the moment of fulfillment, she resumed her usual coldness. Phantom Yasai’s voice rang in her ears again.
(How’s it going? Do you like Koga Ninjutsu’s “Rainy Night Frog”?) “Yes! I’m very satisfied…”
Soon, she returned to her earlier thoughts.
“I know who to make general, and he’s the best man for the job!”
The image came clear to her mind.
Puppet Ninjitsu (14)
Scanning Proofreading: CSH
Ninjutsu. Mizuhuruko
1 The harsh and abusive policies of ancient emperors and the heavy taxes and levies have made the people’s lives unbearable, and those who suffered for this reason have been seen time and again to this day. Especially for the sake of their own glory and luxury, politicians do more to disturb the people and invade the people, which is between the East and the West, since ancient times have been the same phenomenon.
Hino Tomoko, is the harem of a former favorite female general, in order to make their own heavenly beauty of the country does not decline, use countless gold, seek the secret medicine of the countries, and do more to maintain the beauty of things, such as soup of flowers, warblers dung, loofah water, and so on, all the way to the extreme.
However, none of these moves could preserve her youth, and slowly she began to age.
Her mind and body were in a state of great imbalance.
She refused to let go of the people who were suffering from the felling of the lessons due to their fatigue in the chaotic world.
The people’s “boiling voices” were of no use to the female general.
In the history of the Five Dynasties of China, there is a good saying that slightly describes what she did to kill her people and accumulate millions of coins.
Fuzi’s millions of horizontal property came from the tears of the people’s sorrow.
The people in the ugly alleys sell their children and abandon the elderly in order to survive, and the sick moan and groan all over their stomachs, but in the “Flower Palace”, the rich enjoy a scary wine pool and meat forest, with all kinds of flowers and powder.
Sometimes, when the whim strikes her, she still invites the civil and military officials to come and summon prostitutes to dance around the Muromachi Gosho, in a happy look of peace and prosperity.
At this time, all the ministers and lords, in order to expand their territories, all secretly prepared all kinds of “goods and bribes” things, just want to win the female general’s heart, in order to immediately build a high rise.
On one of those nights, someone quietly inscribed a poem in the Muromachi Gosho, “500 taels of milk, 800 drachms of pepper.
The vassals don’t know, and they’re sympathetic to the people.
The fearful will soon flourish.
A hundred flowers, but they’re so filthy that they can’t even be touched.
The meaning of the poem is to boldly thump the tyranny of bribery, not considerate of the feelings of the lower, like all evil people, ravaging the meaning of the flowers.
But the poem would never reach Tomoko’s eyes.
Because the old days were long ago when a knife was used to chip away at the undried ink marks.
Even if it could reach Tomoko’s ears, it wouldn’t be of any use.
She is simply a living, breathing female tyrant.
And not satisfied by these small bribes, her desires were like a bottomless abyss.
She used various pretexts to collect money. For example, the daimyo of each country monopolized grains, rice and wheat, and used the excuse of building the imperial residence to collect money in Goki, such as levying dongbei money and yagi money, and took money without mercy from the people who were economically deprived.
What is even more ridiculous is that on her way out of the capital, she set up seven barriers, and at each barrier, levied a passage tax.
Of course, for her, tariffs (Kido money), are nothing more than carvings.
Slowly, she became even more aggressive, setting up barriers and extracting heavy taxes at the guarded heads of lords everywhere.
This is not just about tax revenue, but a deeper meaning is to use it to monitor the actions of the ministers to prevent them from rebelling.
nevertheless
At these seven passes leading to the Tokaido, the busiest way for pedestrians traveling to and from the area, a group of people were slowly making their way toward the pass at Yamashiro Omi.
Five masters on horseback, followed by seven or eight attendants.
They were all warriors armed with weapons and carrying quivers of arrows.
Along the way, they meet countless travelers who warn them.
“If you do not pay, immediately your lives will be in danger.”
“Don’t go through that barrier.”
“They are murderous executioners.”
The sky is getting pale on this road.
Homer, with his three heads, clings to the central treasure.
The pack on the Iron Rebar page is a tambourine.
In this cockscomb must have been sand gold and silver collected from all over the place.
Yes, it must be the Mouth Luck Gold Cabinet.
Along the way, not only the wild robbers and thieves, even the people passing through the road have to be especially vigilant and careful, must not be negligent.
The long knives on his body glinted sharply in the daylight.
“Look! That one must be a gold cabinet.”
Someone said mockingly.
The three men sat crouched by the roadside to get through, gulping down the wine with their bare scoops in their mouths.
Bamboo cages from the four directions are appearing. It was a fisherman from Hunan, who had gone to sell fish in Beijing and was ready to return home after the market.
“What else would be in that crate besides alluvial gold?”
“Yeah? I’m just afraid I’ll be robbed halfway there.”
“Don’t be so loud, people must think we’re going to get down and do a job.”
One spoke quietly.
“Hahahahaha, we’re nothing but a bunch of skinny pines, aren’t we!”
“Your Excellency, are you familiar with the footing of horses…”
In the midst of all the talk, a woman looked back.
The woman was seated on a horse led by a samurai of the Squire Ur hat.
(Slim Pine…)
She couldn’t help but frown a pair of willow eyebrows at her words, looking even more churlish.
The beauty of the 2 city women’s hats is coming from Fushimi Street.
They came to this one fork in the road, one side leading to the Kyoto Road and the other to Fushimi Nara.
Most of the downstream travelers crossed the Fengpan and went to Otsu after passing through the customs.
The beauty of the city’s women’s hats, in a hurry, kept crossing the stream of walking people.
They had outpaced the paying fish merchants and traders along the way, and without even stopping to rest and take a sip of tea, they had arrived at the grassland’s Guan Zhi Ming Shendu.
The warrior who led the horse was a very fat, burly man with a beardless face and breasts as high as a woman’s.
After a part-time journey, the men and horses were tired at this time, and a slight gasping sound came from their mouths.
“Well, that’s a relief, we’re finally here.”
“Yeah! I hope I didn’t get caught.”
The woman said as she stripped out of her water-colored shawl on one side to swab at the crystalline beads of sweat.
“Don’t worry, I was paying attention along the way.”
The samurai said, suddenly striking out at the woman!
The woman could not sit still on the horse, her whole frail body was swaying, the silk horse fell to the ground, and she almost fell off the horse.
“Ah!”
A strange look rose on the samurai’s face.
“Hahaha, it’s okay, don’t be afraid.”
He’s warm and cuddly.
Arms strong and powerful, he carried the pretty beauty to the sprawling weeds alongside the road and set her down.
Then his fat face leaned down rudely, seeking her red lips.
“No!”
“Hahaha, don’t be shy, hahaha!”
The neighborhood was empty.
But with the samurai’s laughter was immediately followed by a woman’s clear laugh.
A woman, who appeared to be rigid and shapely, had approached their side at some point.
She was a swordswoman of the Muromachi Sho, the stone woman of the Koga school.
The woman who came from Ichimikasa, named Tsuru, is the younger sister of Shizuka Anma.
He came here because of Tomiko’s secret order.
“Don’t you guys get greedy here, hurry up and get on your way!”
At the stone woman’s urging, Tsuru made a concerted effort to stand up, but sat down in dismay at the sharp pain in his lower back.
“Do you want more rest?”
“But it’s not a short journey from this place to Mino.”
“Yes… please.”
“Well, let me help you with that!”
The stone woman’s palms were like a man’s.
She made Crane lie comfortably in the soft green field bush, massaging him from under his plump honey-like buttocks down to his waist.
Tsuru was a young girl of only sixteen, and her soft skin couldn’t help but shift slightly in the stone woman’s palm.
Tsuru closed her large watery eyes in infinite intoxication.
A flirtatious scent blew from the skin that had been swabbed with sweat which was between the pink neck and the bust line.
With a slender waist and bulging hips, a fresh, sweet scent occurred from this untouched girl.
The stone woman couldn’t help but swallow up a mouthful of saliva.
Her throat felt suddenly hungry for no reason, and the manly armor she wore weighed heavily on her chest, making her almost breathless.
She shook her head vigorously as if trying to brush away the thoughts in her mind.
“Did you see any suspicious characters along the way?”
“That’s not true… but I’ve heard people talking about ‘skinny pine’…”
“Slim Pine? What does that mean…”
“Yeah. The ‘skinny pines’ are the thieves who come out of the grass when their mission fails, and if a stroke succeeds it’s called a ‘fat pine’.”
“Hahaha, that’s an interesting analogy.”
The stone woman laughed out loud, but suddenly changed her tone and said, “Do you remember what happened to the adults?”
“Ah, it’s Shizuka…”
“Well, that’s good enough.”
One of the stone woman’s thick lips was oddly askew.
Shizuka had always been very content in her skin, always getting full pleasure.
（”On this journey, it’s fortunate that I was accompanied by the Stone Woman…)
In this Mino’s distant road, sometimes the stone woman also feel a little strange, she is endowed with a life of strong gas is not inferior to men, always patiently waiting for the opportunity.
But now, unexpectedly, her emotions were too high to pay repression anymore.
“Ah-hak…”
She whispered in Crane’s ear.
“Those strange pedestrians may be the puppet party…”
“Ah…”
“On a trip as urgent as this, it is only good that we do not get a surprise attack in the dark, and we should avoid people’s ears more often if necessary. Let’s do this, we’ll go to the Myojin Shrine Hall to take refuge for a while.”
Crane, with her unarmed hands and the pain in her lower back, she didn’t even have the strength to say no, so she had to be obedient and let him do what he wanted.
The horses are boarded at a farmhouse near Myojinsha Temple.
General Ashikaga’s eyes and ears are very skillful in this area, so they must be especially careful.
The stone woman urged Tsuru to walk quickly into the shrine.
The temple is now completely deserted. In the midst of the chaos, the power and influence of the visible religions have also disappeared.
It is only in later times that great interest is harbored in visiting temples and goddu; no one would have had unquestioning faith in the existence of gods in the ancient world of man-eating due to famine.
The stone woman leads Tsuru into the deserted shrine.
“You can rest easy here.”
“If… someone really dares to attack at this time… especially those puppet ninjas, we’ll definitely be outnumbered and killed here…”
“Hahaha, don’t be afraid, the Stone Lady will keep you safe.”
“Yes.”
“Take off your clothes…”
The stone woman took off her heavy armor.
Then she grabbed Crane’s hand, her body edging closer.
“Is it… someone who will…”
“No one will come at this time… because he won’t be able to get away with it.”
The stone woman pulled back Crane’s lapels and held him close.
Softly Tsuru began to resist slightly, but this only incited the stone woman’s sensual desires even more.
Marilyn’s bony hands can’t help but undo her buttons…
3 The east side of the Myojinsha Shrine Hall is just to the sun, a warm place.
The tantalizing springtime of it is faintly visible in the tattered paper-paneled doors.
The stone woman’s hands caressed the skin of the same sex as much as they could, especially where those mysterious grasses were, and she kept poking at it with her fingers, so Crane could only knit his brows and grit his teeth and hold back.
Tsuru couldn’t resist, but perhaps it was Shizuka’s idea, and in such a remote place, with someone like the Stone Woman around him…
(What if someone sees me…)
Her half-naked body beaded with fine beads of sweat.
Suddenly Ah-hak had an ominous sixth sense… that there was a pair of bright eyes peering into the tattered latticework of the window, watching every move the two were making.
Yes, those were eyes as sharp as eagles.
“Ah!”
Crane yelped out, his body suddenly flexing.
“Oh? Does it hurt?”
“No, no! Rather, someone is peeking at us.”
“Really?”
The stone woman looked back around quickly.
No suspicious figures, nothing.
“There’s no one…”
“But I really saw…”
“You’re the one who’s too sensitive.”
“No, it’s true.”
A threatening atmosphere suddenly rose around them.
All the muscles in the stone woman’s body contracted and her desire slowly cooled.
But the stone woman is not completely dead.
The fire of love was gone, but the anger was fanned.
“If someone really dares to spy on me, I will take his head.”
The stone woman quickly put back on the purple leather belly scroll, hand holding a small knife, with the social hall outside to run.
She searched around for anyone suspicious.
The weeds are deep and tall.
There are only a few dead skeletons of mountain dogs, and the mountains are deserted.
She squeezed the knife tightly in her hand and swept swiftly on her feet as if she were flying through the nearby square.
But she couldn’t find anything.
Who exactly is snooping around in the shadows?
(Is she really oblivious?)
That’s weird.
could it be that…?
(Haven’t you found me yet?)
Just as she was filled with questions, an unfamiliar male voice suddenly sounded.
“┅┅”
(I saw it all.) Ha ha ha…)
“Who is it!”
The knife in her hand was ready to strike.
But there were no figures, only echoes, which were voices with mockery, like whispers in the wind
(Hahahaha, I can’t imagine that you women are just as cute when you’re warming up.) One of the stone woman’s pink face reddened.
Her wonderful bloodshot eyes gazed desperately at the grass and rocks around her.
Yes! That’s a shadow!
As soon as the Stone Woman saw the blurry mass of alien shadows, the anger in her chest couldn’t help but explode at once, and she flew outward in a single bound.
She jumped to the center of the grass.
That shadow seemed to have fled on the wind. Perhaps it was afraid of the stone woman’s incoming attack? He quickly went from one tree, to another, hiding in the shade.
But the Stone Woman was no slouch; her flashing blade was as bright as a supine moon in the grass, and followed in pursuit as the Shadow fled.
Maybe the blade light came a little faster.
The stone woman had chased into the tree-lined forest without even realizing it, and when she was out of the forest, she saw a stream of babbling water. Suddenly glimpsing a flash of shadow, the Stone Woman followed closely behind and jumped over it.
Diagonally across the street is the bamboo forest.
The shadow had crossed the stream and flitted off into the same bamboo forest.
“Don’t run away!”
The knife emitted a harsh light. She slashed the bamboo poles blocking the way in anger, and the bamboo fell down in response. Shadow’s lightweight techniques were undoubtedly very skillful as he skillfully weaved through the bamboo forest to run away. Suddenly, the stone woman looked in the right direction and killed him.
She is utilizing the great elasticity of bamboo to make long jumps.
Unfortunately, the bamboo forest was too dense. Otherwise, based on her aura of killing, I’m afraid that she would not have already put the other party under the knife?
However, it was very strange that this group of shadows did not stop because of the bamboo forest, and a few light landing feet kept wandering in between.
But the opportunity came when the figure was less than three feet away from her.
“Now you can’t escape!”
She aimed a stab at his head What a perfect arc for a kill? But a male, strong hand came at her! She had expected her foe’s head to fall in response, but all she heard was a clang and the blade snapped as it reached his neck!
“Look at the knife!”
The stone woman shot the broken blade at him and took the opportunity to leap up from the ground.
She removes the tight armor from her body. The stone woman carefully watches the enemy’s movements.
What the hell was going on? The shadow drifted out from under her body.
Ah! The stone woman tried to quickly vacate her body, but in an instant, she was unable to move her body by half.
(…) Hee hee hee hee, look! This is the Water Huruko, which comes and goes without a trace. How’s that? Isn’t it good? Would you like to enjoy the Ninjutsu “One Night Bamboo Shoots”?) It must have been one of those fish merchants. The stone maiden was eager to turn around to see the face of her enemy, but she couldn’t move because she was tightly bound face down in a zig-zag shape, when the enemy started to peel off her clothes again.
Puppet Ninjitsu (15)
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Ninjutsu. One Night Bamboo Shoots
1 “A hutzi playing on the water, turning when twisted, betting when thrown into the water, retreating when confronted with an agreement, leaving nothing behind, and when the heart is moved, leaving nothing behind in the world…”
This is the passage in which the famous Zen master Sawan admonishes Yanagi Sōru, saying that “the sword is like the heart”. (This is a description of the most famous technique of puppetry ninjutsu in the pre-Muromachi period, “Shadow Twisting”.
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The principle of the Mizuhuruko, used by Cicada Ki thrice of the Hagiya party, was extremely simple, but it had to be applied in accordance with the enemy’s subtle breathing.
Zean once admonished his disciples in this way.
For example, when a dancer moves, if he or she has not yet reached the state of maturity, he or she will not be able to recognize the up and down of one hand and the direction of the speed, and will not be able to distinguish between the two. As for the foot-steps, it is even more difficult to know whether they are correct or not. However, if a dancer is at the top of his or her game, it is only when he or she does not dance that the breath is taken away from him or her… This is the essence of the art… Shui Hu Lu Zi Nin Ji has hit the nail on the head here.
As soon as the caster gets the chance, the hands and feet are already catapulted before the consciousness reaches them.
In particular, the dancers emanate from their breath in a way that is beyond the reach of his stream of ninjas, created uniquely for puppet masters who specialize in drifting.
The fathers and grandfathers of the generation made a living by their profession of juggling, and their blood naturally influenced later generations to develop a diversity of ninjutsu.
In particular, the “Noh music,” which specializes in performing the ethereal realm of the mysterious, is derived from the Noh music of the Golem clan, and is taken from the essence of the Shinobu method of the “Sui-Huruko,” which is an amazing method of dance.
However, the three times Ki used this jutsu on the sword woman of the Hanazono Gosho, the Koga Stone Woman, had other purposes.
In the hi three times of the shadow of the shaking, the stone woman’s two hands and two legs have long been tied into a big word, while the slightest movement can not be made.
Her eight points of hand and neck, foot and neck, and five fingers, were all tightly bound to the ground.
This is what Ninjutsu calls the “complex”, but the most binding force is the black hair.
Hi thrice gently blew with her mouth, immediately blowing her black hair away.
The knife woman was afraid that she would have to repent for this black hair that she had always been proud of. Her hair was long and waist-length, the most attractive part of a woman, but also the bane of her life today.
There is a unique secret to Kisan Kan’s blow-drying. He tightly twists the unends of the hair together.
There are probably tens of millions of these hairs, right?
He pulled hard, and even the stone woman’s mouth, which had always been exceptionally tolerant, couldn’t help but experience a strong cry of grief.
She thought she was even going to be scalped.
She struggled frantically, but couldn’t even move halfway.
Hei three times gripped the soft hair in his hand even harder, and on one side, he let out a weird and extreme laughter.
“Well? A stone girl? It tastes good, doesn’t it?”
“Ah! Hmph! You beast!”
She groaned on one side, but secretly swallowed some dirt as a result.
If her hands were free… she would have immediately leapt up and grabbed the blade, then cut her hair to escape.
But her hands and feet were tied up.
This living, breathing female body, her wrapped socks removed, her clothes stripped away, and all that was left was a complexion as soft as a white dolphin’s, looking especially delicate and seductive in the warm sunlight.
Like a rich and famous dish, her skin was unusually white despite her name, Stone Woman.
Shame and irritation made her drip thin beads of sweat.
It’s just naked in “big” letters.
Three times Hei rubbed some golden tools against her nipples and pussy, and the stone woman’s mouth kept crying out in sorrow.
Her voice had a subtle pleasure as her muscles touched, rubbed, and slammed with increasing intensity.
For the first time, that rigid, unabused body actually felt an unfamiliar surge of pleasure.
For women like them, who had once practiced ninjutsu, they were no match for even the average strong man.
In a chaotic world, physical strength is paramount to survival.
Men who do not have superhuman physical strength, or who are indecisive, will never be interested in women who are stronger than they are; in short, they prefer women who are poor and naturally weak.
As a result, the Stone Woman could never find an outlet for her emotions, and she had to seek out beautiful people of the same sex to give vent to her galloping lust. That’s why she sought out Ah He.
I can’t imagine that this time, but because of the violence of the constraints, I can enjoy the excitement of the senses again, and he is a riotous stranger, but he stirs the piano wire of her senses.
The stone woman was fighting back as hard as she could physically, gritting her teeth, but she couldn’t stop the wave after wave that came from within her body.
(You like that, don’t you?)
“Ah! Ahh! Stop it! I want you to stop!”
She kept screaming and screaming.
Two lips clenched on the messy grass on the ground, and ten fingers gripped the dirt.
She was a naked, completely stripped woman.
In this frenzy, she grasped many thorny manzanita grasses with her hands.
The grasses, unmercifully, hurt the stone woman’s skin.
She was writhing on the ground in a state of exquisite nakedness, and the manzanita even pricked her breast buds, and in that moment she screamed out in a frenzy.
The mournful cry was very distinctly heard in the ears of Ah He in the deserted hall.
Without thinking, Tsuru climbed to his feet, half-naked.
2 The naked body of the stone woman is constantly being gnawed on by the man’s teeth.
Perhaps she had always had a stronger will than normal women, and even her body was stronger than normal women, but she could not have imagined that the punishment she received today would be like being in hell, a level of heat that even Xi had not considered three times.
The ninjutsu technique, “Mizuhuruko,” occurs greatly in the body of the stone woman.
Three times Xi’s fingers caressed and wandered over her plump buttocks, even stroking into the most shameful and sensitive part of a woman’s body, where the muscles around it contracted rapidly, and these teasing movements were not just a mere venting of vile desires.
“I’ve heard that each of the seven Muromachi girls is armed with the most powerful martial arts in the world.”
Hi’s voice, three times, was heavy with menace.
“I want to catch a glimpse of their overwhelming beauty.”
“┅┅”
“Anyone in the world with the highest level of martial arts must have a secret method of practicing kung fu that is different from that of ordinary people… In fact, I’m just a little bit curious…”
“Don’t even think about it… Bastard, just kill me!”
“Hahahahaha, I’m not going to just kill you, that’s too bad.”
He slapped her ass hard.
“Why don’t I just roast your fine white flesh and eat it, it’ll probably fill you up for three days! Hahahahaha, are you scared? Don’t worry, just kidding!”
At this point, the expression on Hei’s three times face suddenly changed drastically.
“En, I think you’ve been ordered to act here, so you must have a secret call for instructions on you, right? Why don’t you simply hand it over? Spare yourself the torture and suffering!”
“┅┅”
“Come on, tell me the truth! Where are you hiding?”
“I don’t know.”
“Don’t force any more sophistry, even if you hold firm, I can still find out from Ah He, quickly spit out the truth! Otherwise I’ll leave your fine white flesh in this uninhabited wilderness for eagles to peck at, wolves to gnaw at, maggots to corrode, and see if you’ll still keep your mouth shut and refuse to tell me the truth?”
“┅┅”
“En, speak quickly! Where is the secret book of the seven ladies? I’ll see how long you can hold back.”
Three times Hi’s palms, once again, pressed hard against her hips.
The stone woman knew perfectly well in her mind what that meant, but she gritted her teeth and endured it.
When Hee Sang-sang had gone away at a silent pace, Ishichika tried with all her might to remove the rope. But there was nothing she could do unless she cut off her palms and pulled out her shiny black hair…
(Bastard! Bastard! Lowly puppet brutes!)
Now her mind began to worry about Crane.
(Just what kind of tactics will that man use on Tsuru?)
Maybe she couldn’t find fulfillment in herself and went to tease Crane?
“Tsuru! Crane!”
She called out Tsuru’s name.
However, with his head bent over the ground, his mouth was constantly swallowing dirty dust.
She spat the grass clippings out of her mouth in exasperation, her otherwise fine lips covered in annoying sludge.
“Ah! Ah-hak… Don’t let him bully you…”
She raised her head and face to scream as hard as she could until she was hoarse.
Suddenly, the ropes binding her moved slightly.
It wasn’t the breath blowing out of the stone woman’s mouth and nose.
Nor the wind.
Much less a worm in the mud.
What should that be? What was it that was burrowing underneath her?
(What is it exactly? (┅┅)
A shadow of horror slowly rose in her mind.
In her isolation, she had long been as frightened as a bird of prey, and she could see nothing but the current three feet.
Is it an earth dragon?
She felt another vibration from the dirt.
Not the earth dragon.
The dirt beneath the stone woman’s body, as if it had some sort of abnormal bulge, took off in the snap of a finger.
Ground thought to himself that he was daydreaming, wasn’t he? Swallowing hard, she sneaked a pair of wonderful eyes to gaze at the monster beneath her body.
Ah! It was a vertebra-shaped object, what was it? She caught a glimpse of its sharp corners.
“Ah!”
（”Are they…)
There were two reasons why she was so surprised.
In addition to being amazed at the rapid growth of the shoots, he also recalled the strange tone of the puppet ninja’s voice when he spoke of the shoots.
（”Maybe this is the Jodo “One Night Shoot”…)
Puppetry Ninjutsu “One Night Shoot
She hadn’t thought anything of it at all at the time when he had told her, but she couldn’t imagine that now it had morphed into something concrete and caught her off guard.
The stone woman never knew how the shoots grew.
But in any case, these shoots were necessarily catalyzed by the Ninjutsu, and they were like strange dragons lurking on the earth, slowly rumbling and extending.
And this unusual growth, which also touched her skin, brought her unprecedented excitement.
At some point, between her two strands, there had been an additional wriggling and growing object.
3 Though this was the first sensation, the taste was not bad.
The strange friction placed on her pubic mound and asked by her twin strands, mixed with the dirt and rope bondage, brought her a marvelous, sweet sensation.
The surface of the soil is warm from the sun, but the inner layers are frozen and damp.
Not to mention the addition of a bamboo shoot that emerges from the earth.
They were like the caressing associations that Boziku’s fingertips brought to her.
However, this association is undoubtedly extravagant in this context.
That cold puppet ninja, seeing that she insisted on refusing to spit out the whereabouts of the secret book, was definitely not going to let her enjoy her pleasure here.
He wanted her to taste the retribution of rejection after the pleasure.
So the sensation of caressing under the body gradually turned into a fine numbing pain like a stabbing spear.
Was it a pair of male hands that were clawing at her lower body?
The pain became more and more intense, penetrating deeper and deeper into the valley of her pubic mound, and the stone woman began to feel fearful of the endurance of this One Night Bamboo Shoots.
Her breathing turned sharp within minutes, and she lifted her back against the pain, trying to avoid the sharp edge of the bamboo shoot’s tip.
However, due to the tightness of the arms, legs and body, the space for lower abdominal movement is very limited.
The bamboo shoots underneath her were growing ridiculously fast, gradually penetrating deeper and deeper into the tufts of hair on her lower body.
From the stone woman’s mouth, a mournful cry escaped as her breasts quivered.
Pressing on, her wail turned to a moan.
The Terror Bamboo Shoots are too violent, aren’t they? It’s no longer as gentle as the five fingers.
For the first time, the female Shinobi of the Gosho felt an unprecedented thrill.
The power of this majestic attack almost caused her to rise to the realm of levitation, as if her body had split into millions of pieces.
However, as a female shinobi, she had a fortitude unmatched by others, and said through gritted teeth, “Oh, I won’t confess even if I die…”
Just before that.
Xi three times Ming stone woman will face what kind of torture when he has come to the social hall, cross hand holding the soft body of Ah He.
He puts on the clothes of a stone woman and wears make-up to look like a stone woman.
(This is one of the puppet’s jinjutsu… it should not be recognized.) The name “Cicada Kijiji” does not have any special meaning, but it is derived from the fact that “Cicada Kijiji” is the name of a horse born in the season of cicadas, which is specifically recorded in the Martial Arts Setsubun.
Hei Sanji was born in the early summer, right? In those days, when there was no civil registry, the age and date of birth of a lowly person were rarely recorded.
The wandering puppet should be even more so, perhaps his mother, think “Cicada son” and “spring son” is not the same, so it is just called by the mouth of a muddy name.
Kijiji’s body isn’t plump, so to make up as a stone woman isn’t a very good resemblance, but luckily he can use illusions to disrupt Tsuru’s vision.
When he heard footsteps on the back porch, he glanced out the latticed window and spotted Tsuru.
“Crane, have you noticed any suspicious characters?”
He could mimic the voice of a stone woman, and this was not difficult.
“Nothing particularly strange.”
“Hahaha, by my side, you can rest assured.”
“Yes, Stone Woman…”
At this time, Crane’s head, leaking on a lot of dust.
Crane couldn’t help but knit his brows and close his eyes.
Soon he crept closer to her side, and carried a bag of incense unique to stone women.
The scent bag contains many spices, which are not just for scenting clothes, but are a constant scent that varies from person to person and is made from a mixture of fragrant wood powders, depending on personal preference. Smell” is one of the most important lessons in the women’s training.
Hi thrice placed the stone woman’s incense pouch by her side and slowly approached Ah He’s soft body.
“Ouch, there’s sand flying into your eyes!”
He put his arms around her and stuck out his long tongue and licked her eyes, he wasn’t just trying to provoke a response from her faculties, but he was trying to get a film of saliva on her eyelashes. So Crane’s whole body went limp in his arms.
“Have you been waiting for me long?”
“Ah… Sister, I’m not feeling well.”
“I’ll rub it for you…”
His hands caressed her breasts and rubbed them against the buds of her erect girl’s breasts…
Ah He’s mouth continued to exhale hot breath, her eyes quietly closed, her long, dark eyelashes, matched with her red lips… Those were two truly tantalizingly fragrant lips, and young Hee Sang Sang still couldn’t resist lowering his head and taking them in his mouth and sucking on them.
She exhaled like orchids, this time he was intoxicated, felt a hot tide from the stock question, he panicked and left her lips and asked: “Ah He, you must not be entrusted down above the secret book to lose.”
He asked tentatively.
As Kijiji prepared to calmly cross-examine Tsuru, there was a flurry of footsteps coming from the stone pedestal staircase outside.
It’s those officials who specialize in collecting taxes, right? Only the dazzling long knives in their hands glittered with golden light as the group slowly climbed up the steps.