I Was a Swordsman in Ancient Japan

While adjusting his somewhat disordered breathing, Ogata wiped off the blood stained on Da Zizai's blade, and then put the blade back into its sheath.

Makimura and Hasegawa, who successfully used the hammer to blow the enemy's head off, walked side by side towards Ogata.

Seeing Ogata whose breathing was a bit disordered, Mucun asked Ogata:

"Brother Ogata, are you injured?"

"I'm not injured." Ogata smiled slightly, "It's just exhausted some energy. It's really troublesome to deal with this kind of enemy wearing heavy armor..."

Throwing people to the ground, and throwing people in heavy armor to the ground—these are two kinds of difficulty. grab grab

Armor—especially the Nanban body, is simply a large piece of iron.

It goes without saying how much effort it would take to throw a person wrapped in such a large piece of iron on the ground.

Using jujitsu to deal with 10 enemies in heavy armor in a row, even Ogata's breathing couldn't help but become a little disordered.

"Brother Ogata, why are you here?" Mu Cun asked, "Didn't I let layman Yinxin arrange for you to hide?"

"That's a long story..." Ogata raised his head and looked towards the ceiling above his head, "I also want to ask how you two found this place, first search this small building and then go slow with you Please explain why I'm here."

These 12 enemies dressed in Nanman body seemed to be the last defense force of this small building.

After all the 12 enemies wearing Nanman's body were wiped out, Ogata and his party did not see any enemies coming towards them again.

But neither Ogata, nor Mucun, nor Hasegawa let down their vigilance because of this.

Ogata slowly pulled out his Dashitian.

Mu Cun picked up his big sword.

As for Hasegawa, he held the hammer in his left hand and pulled out his knife with his right hand.

The three climbed up to the third floor cautiously with a cautious attitude—there was still no enemy on the third floor.

As soon as he stepped onto the third floor, a female voice suddenly sounded from a room on the third floor:

"Ayi! I'm here!"

Hearing this female voice, Ogata's tense nerves and muscles slowly relaxed.

Walking slowly to the front of the room and opening the door, Ogata, Mucun and the others saw that Machi was sitting on a bald man who had been tied up and had a rag stuffed in his mouth.

"A-cho, you did a good job." Ogata smiled.

When Mucun saw the bald man sitting under Ah Ding's buttocks, Mucun raised his brows, pulled the corners of his mouth, and showed a sneer:

"Hey, bald head, I didn't expect the two of us to meet so soon, did you?"

Looking at Mu Cun's extremely familiar tall figure, cold sweat burst out from his bald forehead.

"Ogata Ittosai, is this woman your companion?" Hasegawa Asaogata, who didn't know Ogata, asked.

Before Ogata had time to respond, A-machi took the lead and said to Hasegawa:

"Good evening~~ My name is Machi."

"Good evening." Hasegawa saluted Amachi respectfully, "My name is Hasegawa. Hasegawa Heizo."

"Oh..." A-Ming showed surprise, and covered his small mouth with his hand, "I met a famous person..."

"I'm in charge of attacking this small building from the front, and A-cho is in charge of climbing up to the third floor for a surprise attack." Ogata, who was on the side, told Mucun and Hasegawa the battle plan he and A-cho had drawn up, "It seems that A-cho You have achieved a lot in battle, it seems that you have caught a big fish."

"Master Hasegawa, you and Ms. Atachi keep an eye on this bald head." Mucun said at this time, "Brother Ogata and I will check to see if there are any fish that slipped through the net in this small building."

Mu Cun's suggestion was acquiesced by everyone present, so the four divided into two teams. Hasegawa and Atachi stayed in this room to guard the bald head, while Ogata and Mu Cun went to search the rest of the rooms in the small building.

Ogata and Mucun each held a candle for lighting, and walked side by side in a certain corridor on the third floor.

Ogata looked sideways at Mucun's expression at this time.

Looking at the fatigue that could not be concealed on Mu Cun's face,

Ogata said softly:

"...Makimura, looking at you, you seem to have put in a lot of effort to find this place."

"Brother Ogata, you are about the same." Mu Cun smiled wryly, "Your face is also full of fatigue."

"Is there...?" Ogata raised his hand and touched his face.

"Since this evening, I've been to a lot of places in Kyoto..." Mucun said softly, "It would be strange if I could still be more energetic..."

"Coincidentally... Since this evening, I have also traveled to many places in the capital..."

Ogata and Mucun chatted like this, and opened each room on the third floor one by one.

There is nothing special about each room. After opening a room and taking a quick look inside, and finding nothing special, Ogata and Mucun moved on to the next room.

Wow!

After opening the door of a certain room on the third floor, a strange smell suddenly burst out from this room.

Although the specific scene in the room cannot be seen clearly because there is no light in the room, but it can be vaguely perceived that this is a fairly spacious room.

A steady stream of strange smells wafted from the room.

Smelling this peculiar smell, Ogata and Mucun both frowned.

"This is..." Ogata said in a deep voice, "The smell of gunpowder...!"

As if they had agreed in advance, the two quickly extinguished the candles in their respective hands, then tightly grasped the knives in their hands, and stepped into the room.淘戅戅

Mucun walked towards the closed window, while Ogata stood guard beside Mucun with a knife.

After reaching the window smoothly, after opening the closed window, the moonlight streamed into the room through the open window, and Makimura and Ogata were finally able to see everything in the room clearly.

Looking at the things piled up in the room, Mucun's pupils suddenly shrank...

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Kyoto, Sengakukan, the room of the owner Mizuno Shinyong.

"Master, the Yamaboko parade is about to start, don't you really want to see it?"

A male voice that was quite familiar to Mizuno came from outside the room.

The speaker was Jiro Hirayama, an old disciple who had followed Mizuno for some years.

As soon as Hirayama finished speaking, Mizuno, who was sitting at the edge of the low table reading a book, replied without thinking:

"I'm not in the mood to..."

"That's it..." Ping Shan's tone was a bit more disappointed, "The disciple will leave first."

After Hirayama left from the door, Mizuno closed the book in his hand and let out a long sigh. grab grab

The sentence "I'm not in the mood to go" just now was not perfunctory for Ping Shan.

Although Mizuno is not keen on the Yamaboko parade, he is not disliked either.

In previous years, if he was free, Mizuno would happily take his family or disciples to watch the grand Yamahoko nosho.

But tonight he was really not in the mood to see some Yamahoko.

Too many things happened today, making Mizuno feel depressed.

The wound on his face that was hit by the "Tengu" was still hurting.

The owner of the Inaba restaurant was shot by unknown persons.

Although their six sword halls have mobilized all the disciples they can mobilize to assist the officials in finding Ogata Yidaosai, but until now there is still no result.

The combination of these things made Mizuno not in the mood to go out and play.

Because he was too depressed, Mizuno closed the book in his hand, pushed the book aside, and then raised his hand to open the window on the side wider, so that more refreshing wind could blow into the room.

Just when Mizuno was sitting by the window enjoying the wind blowing comfortably——

"Ah ah ah ah ah ah ah--!"

A scream suddenly sounded from outside the room.

Hearing this scream, Mizuno's pupils suddenly shrank.

Mizuno could hear whose scream it was from the tone - it was the scream of Hirayama Jiro who had just left outside his room not long ago!

Mizuno quickly got up and took down the knife from the knife rest.

As soon as the knife was removed from the knife holder, the paper sliding door of the room was pulled open with a "wow".

Mizuno followed the prestige and saw that the person pulling the door was none other than Hirayama Jiro.

The appearance of Hirayama Jiro at this time can be described as extremely miserable.

There were so many wounds on his body that it was difficult to count them all, and blood gushed out from each wound, dyeing the clothes on his body red.

"master……"

Hirayama Jiro covered the wound on his body with one hand, and supported the door frame with the other.

Because of the blood that kept coming out of his mouth, Hirayama Jiro's words were vague.

"Pingshan! What happened..."

Before Mizuno could finish his sentence, several knives suddenly protruded from behind Hirayama's chest.

After these knives were withdrawn from Pingshan's body, Pingshan, who had lost his vitality, fell limply to the ground.

After Hirayama fell to the ground, Mizuno finally saw who the people standing behind Hirayama and stabbing Hirayama were.

"You...?!" Mizuno's pupils suddenly shrank after seeing the appearance of these people.

With just one glance, Mizuno recognized who these people were.

They are all his disciples.

To be precise, they are all new disciples who joined his sect recently.

"What are you doing!" Mizuno sternly shouted, "Murdering his fellow disciples! What are you doing!"

These new disciples of Mizuno didn't answer Mizuno's question.

Holding only the bloody knife in their hands, they walked slowly towards Mizuno.

Seeing that negotiations were useless, Mizuno could only pull out his sword with a sullen face.

"drink--!"

Mizuno let out a mighty qihe, swung his knife and slashed at the disciple who was walking in front.

clang!

It's a pity——his saber was effortlessly blocked by this disciple.

"What...!" After his knife was blocked, Mizuno's face showed a strong expression of disbelief.

After all, they were new disciples recruited by himself, and Mizuno still had a little impression of these disciples.

In his impression, these new disciples of his were not that strong.

While Mizuno was still stunned, several other people swung their knives to kill Mizuno.

Although Mizuno has fought hard, but the two fists are no match for four hands after all.

After Mizuno swung a knife to block one person's slash, the other saw the opportunity and slashed Mizuno in the abdomen.

The wound was very large. Judging from the amount of bleeding, the wound on Mizuno's abdomen could be regarded as a fatal wound, perhaps the internal organs of the abdomen had been cut.

"Hmm..." Mizuno spat out blood, and felt that his strength seemed to flow out from the wound on his abdomen along with the blood.

With no injuries on his body, Mizuno was no match for these people.

In the case that the abdomen has been injured, it is even more difficult for these people to be opponents.

Although he was still holding the knife tightly, he was finally chopped to death by these people...

"Let's go." After confirming that Mizuno was dead, the leader of these disciples pouted outward, "Go and kill all our senior brothers."

When speaking of the word "senior brother", this person specially emphasized his tone, and his expression became ferocious with the emphasis of his tone.

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...... 巘戅Fantasy 7H\u0026#戅

At this very moment—

In a certain alley in Kyoto——

"Hey, Junior Brother, is there really an izakaya here that tastes great?"

"really."

"Will someone really open a home in such a place..."

Five senior senior brothers from the Qing Academy walked slowly towards a dark alley under the leadership of a junior who had just entered the school.

Behind these 5 seniors, there are 4 juniors who also just started.

There are a total of 10 people in this group - 5 seniors who have been in the library for some time, and 5 seniors who have only recently entered the library.

This group is one of the many "search teams" at the Seigakukan after receiving the call to "find Ogata Yidaosai".

Just now, one of the juniors in this group suddenly proposed to go to an izakaya with good drinks that he had just found recently to drink some wine and have a rest.

They had been searching aimlessly in the capital for less than half an hour, and they were already a little tired, so after this little junior made his proposal, it got the approval of everyone else.

Just like that—their junior brother led them into an alley with no one and no light.

The senior senior brothers in this group asked over and over again, "Have you arrived yet" and "How long will we go?"

And the little junior who was in charge of leading the way just kept saying "coming soon" and "coming soon".

"Enough! Are you kidding us!"

Finally, a brother with a hot temper yelled.

Grab and grab. "How could there be an izakaya in such a ghostly place... Ugh!"

This senior brother hadn't finished speaking, and he couldn't spit out the rest of the words.

Because - the little junior who was leading the way suddenly turned around.

While turning around, he drew a knife and pierced the brother's chest.

Things happened so fast.

After the little junior who was in charge of leading the way suddenly came to say "Brothers and Brothers", the four juniors who had followed silently also suddenly drew their knives and slashed at the remaining seniors in front of them...

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Similar scenes also happened in other sword halls among the six sword halls.

The owners of the rest of the six sword gyms were assassinated by their new disciples who had just entered the gym recently.

It wasn't just the museum owner who was assassinated.

Those old disciples who had been in the sword hall for a while, as well as very few new disciples were also massacred.

However——because these people were all slaughtered in the dark, no one else has noticed the great changes that are currently taking place in the Six Great Sword Gym...

The only owner who escaped this massacre was the owner of the Metaphysics Hall, Inaba.

The owner of the Inaba restaurant who was attacked by someone was resting in a certain medical center.

巘戅Miaoshuyuan戅. Except for the few disciples who sent Master Inaba to the medical center, no one else knew which medical center Master Inaba was in.

And the few disciples who sent Inaba to the doctor happened to be old disciples who had followed Inaba for some years.

Just like that—the owner of Inaba House, who happened to be shot and passed out, escaped unharmed.

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