I Was a Swordsman in Ancient Japan

"I told you to drink less..." Asai said angrily to Shimada who was lying behind him.

"Sorry..." Shimada blushed so much that he could bleed, muttering, "I will trouble you to carry me back again..."

Converted to the time unit of modern Earth, the three of Mucun and the others drank at the izakaya until 23:00...

Although they drank so late, Asai, who only had a drink the whole time, and Mucun, who drank a lot, were still full of energy, only Shimada was already so drunk that he was almost unconscious.

"Shimada, you should practice your drinking more in the future." Mucun joked.

"Uh...sorry...Makimura-senpai...what did you just say? I didn't pay attention to listen...ugh..."

"Hey! If you want to vomit, hold back! If you dare to vomit on me, I will kill you!"

The three of Mucun returned to their residence in such a noisy manner.

As soon as I got back to my residence, I ran into Lin who was still awake.

"I said..." Lin, who is a few heads from Mucun and others, put her hips on her hips and raised her head high, looking up at Mucun and the others. , you have to be a little more restrained, right? What’s the matter when you drink so much that you can’t even walk?”

Lin's words were obviously addressed to Shimada who was still lying behind Asai's back.

"I'm very sorry..." Shimada blushed even more because of embarrassment, "I shouldn't be able to compete with Makimura-senpai in drinking."

"Oh..." Lin sighed, "Okay, you guys go down and rest."

After Lin's brief rebuke, Asai, at Shimada's request, went to the bathroom behind his back. Their mansion, in modern terms, is a luxury villa, and naturally has a private bathroom that ordinary people cannot have.

"Hey, Shimada." When Shimada was carried by Asai to the bathhouse, Mucun said to Shimada, "Remember not to wash for too long, I want to take a bath tonight too."

Makimura last took a bath 3 days ago.

He can already smell something from his body today, in order to avoid being disgusted by his companions later, he has decided to take a good bath tonight.

In order not to waste this time waiting for the bathroom to be vacant,

Mu Cun sat in the middle of the hall, maintaining his big sword.

And just as he pulled out his big sword, Gamiya's voice suddenly sounded behind him:

"Makimura, you are back."

"Oh, it's Jiangong." Mucun turned his head to look at Jiangong who was walking towards him slowly while smiling.

"I just happened to bump into Asai who was carrying Shimada to the bathroom. Why did Shimada get drunk again..."

"Sorry, it's my fault." Mucun smiled bitterly, "I thought he could drink a little more this time, I will pay attention to it in the future and don't let him drink too much. Otherwise, I will have to drink him every time." Carry it back, it's really troublesome."

Speaking of this, Mucun paused, and then asked Jiangong:

"Gamiya, I plan to continue drinking outside tomorrow night, do you want to come together?"

"Still drinking?" Jiangong frowned slightly, "Mukun, haven't you guys gone out to drink too often recently?"

"Isn't it because we will leave Edo not long ago?" Mucun shrugged, "When we leave Edo this time, we don't know when we will come back to Edo next time."

"So it's a waste to experience more of the beauty of Edo before leaving Edo."

"The so-called experience of the beauty of Edo is to go to an izakaya to drink..." After complaining in a low voice, Mamiya shook his head, "Sorry, I won't go."

Seeing that Jiangong rejected his invitation almost without thinking, Mucun narrowed his eyes slightly and took a deep look at Jiangong.

Then, in a joking tone, he said:

"...Mamiya, since you arrived in Edo, you have been very resistant to going out. Could it be that there is some old lover of yours here in Edo?"

"I don't have any old lovers." Mamiya replied calmly, "The reason why I don't want to go out is simply because I have a wanted warrant."

"Edo is a big city with a population of one million, and it is also the ruling center of the shogunate. There are spies from the government all over the place. One might make the shogunate track down the whereabouts of me, a wanted criminal, and come to the door."

"...Then I think you are a little unfounded." Mucun sneered a few times, "I used to be an official working for the shogunate, and I know exactly what the shogunate is now."

"In terms of how to maintain the Tokugawa family's rule over the world, the shogunate has all kinds of unique skills one after another."

"But when it comes to catching thieves and other issues that are closely related to the lives of the people, the shogunate is not very capable."

Speaking of this, Mucun turned on the knife oil at his feet, and officially began to oil his Odachi.

"Anyway, I think if you have a chance, it's better to go outside. After all, if I remember correctly, you seem to have not gone out for a long time."

"Come to the izakaya with us to drink and drink. Not only can you breathe the fresh air outside, but you can also hear some interesting things occasionally to relieve boredom."

"We heard a lot of interesting things at the izakaya today."

"Oh?" Mamiya raised his eyebrows, and then changed into a half-joking tone, "The interesting thing in your eyes... is there any beautiful girl from Yoshihara?"

"So in your eyes, do I look like this..." Mu Cun looked at Jiangong with a resentful look.

"I was just joking." Gamiya smiled and waved his hand, "Tell me what's so interesting. I happen to be very free right now."

"You, Mamiya, might also be interested in this matter." Mucun smiled, "Mamiya, do you know 'Edo's No. 1 Swordsman' and 'Demon Sword Zena'?"

"Huh? What are these?" Behind the eyepieces are Mamiya's suspicious eyes...

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Mucun completely recounted the story that he heard from the izakaya today to Mamiya.

At the end of the retelling, Mucun happened to have put a new oil on his Odachi.

"...Anyway, that's the story. After listening to the story, I went back to Asai and the others to continue drinking."

"Although I've heard of Yamada Asemon's name before, I didn't know until tonight that Yamada Asemon's current head is a very skilled swordsman."

"...It's really scary, this family."

"Huh?" Mucun turned to look at Mamiya who suddenly made a comment.

"This family is really creepy." The expressionless Jiangong repeated his comment just now, "Relying on killing people and dead bodies in exchange for fame and fortune...the more I think about it, the more uncomfortable I feel..."

"Yeah, I think so too." Mucun echoed, "Their family has been the 'shogunate sword tester' for hundreds of years. In the past hundred years, the people killed by their family should be There are thousands... no, tens of thousands."

"In addition to killing people, they also use human gallbladder to refine medicine. This behavior of refining medicine with human internal organs also makes me very uncomfortable."

"How did they make human gallbladder into medicine..." Mucun sighed softly, "Although this medicine makes me feel sick, I really want to buy a human gallbladder pill to see how the medicine turns out What it looks like, and the research on its medicinal effect, can make so many people flock to it."

"However, this medicine seems to be very expensive. There has always been a price but no market." Mucun scratched his hair, "It is said that the quality of this man's gallbladder pills has suddenly improved a lot recently, so it must be more difficult to buy now. Qing With all my spare money, I might not be able to afford one."

"The quality of Rendan Pills has suddenly improved a lot?" Jiangong raised his eyes and looked at Mucun with astonishment.

"Yes." Although I don't know why Mamiya looked at him like this, Mucun replied honestly, "But I also heard about it from those construction workers who told me Wen Xian's story tonight. , I don’t know if it’s true or not.”

Mucun summarized what he heard from those construction workers about "the quality of human gallbladder has improved" in as short a sentence as possible.

"...they debated over whether or not human gall pills are useful, but I had already returned to Asai and the others to continue drinking, so I don't know what the final result of their debate was."

"...I'm quite curious." Jiangong smiled, "How did they suddenly improve the quality of this medicine? Did they invent some new method of refining medicine?"

"I don't know about that." Mucun shrugged, "Anyway, I don't like this medicine. For me, even if the raw material for refining medicine is the gall of a dead person, I really can't accept it."

"Hi! Mucun!" At this moment, Asai's voice suddenly reached Mamiya and Mucun's ears, "Shimada asked me to bring you a message. He has already taken a bath, and you can go take a bath at any time now."

"Oh! I'm going now!" Mucun picked up his Odachi, which had been maintained, and stood up, "Mamiya, I'm going to take a shower now, and we can talk slowly later."

"Yeah." Mamiya nodded slightly.

Mucun, carrying the odachi, strode away from Mamiya.

Mamiya maintained the posture of kneeling on the ground, motionless.

He looked down at the tatami in front of him, as if he was in a daze, but at the same time he seemed to be thinking.

Until Mucun had completely left his field of vision, Jiangong still remained silent.

It wasn't until some time later that Jian Gong's faint soliloquy sounded in the living room:

"……Father……"

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Kuro stared blankly at the wilderness on the outskirts of Edo in front of him.

In the wilderness, there were densely packed people whose hands and feet were bound and forced to sit on the ground.

Roughly speaking, there are at least hundreds of people.

Without exception, they all flinched, with fear and anxiety on their faces.

Surrounding the hundreds of people were about the same number of heavily armed warriors. They glared at the hundreds of kneeling people fiercely and asked them to kneel down and not move around.

"...Father..." Jiulang looked at his father beside him, "Who are these people kneeling on the ground? Why are we here?"

"Jiulang." Father said in a tone of neither joy nor sorrow, "to kill these people together with me, and then take their guts."

"Kill, kill? Why?" Jiulang couldn't help looking at the hundreds of people who were forced to kneel down again. There were men and women among them, but without exception, they were all extremely young. They were basically only a dozen or so. years old, the oldest should not exceed 20 years old.

No matter how they look at it, they are not the ones who will be sentenced to beheading.

It is also impossible that there will be so many such young condemned prisoners suddenly.

"Nakamiya has a lung disease. It is in urgent need of treatment." At this time, the father had pulled out the cuffs and tied the sleeves on both sides of the kimono. People’s gallbladder pills to treat illnesses. Stop talking nonsense and start working.” [Zhonggong: Queen’s code name]

"Wait! Father! These people are not death row prisoners, right?!"

"They are healthy, disease-free and young enough to be collected by the government."

"Does that mean that they are all just helping innocent people? Killing all these innocent people is just to treat Zhonggong's illness?"

"Jiulang, pay attention to your tone." Father said in a very obvious displeasure tone, "What you said just now is too disrespectful to His Majesty Zhonggong."

"These people are just helpers. How can it be compared with the life of the Zhonggongxia. The Zhonggongxia has the heavy responsibility of mothering the world, and her life is far more valuable than letting these Ziduo live."

"Is there anything wrong with exchanging these filthy lives for Jiulang, a life under the palace?"

"Father! This is ridiculous! How can human life be converted in such a way!"

"...Kurang, it seems... I really shouldn't have brought you here. Anyway, if you don't want to do it, you can go and rest aside, I can finish this job by myself."

"Hey! What are you guys arguing about? Why don't you do it?" At this moment, a potbellied warrior strode towards Jiulang and the others.

"My lord, I'm very sorry." The father bowed and apologized to the warrior. "We will do it now."

Seeing that a big man from the government seemed to be coming, Jiulang immediately wanted to tell him that it was ridiculous to take the lives of more than a hundred people to save Zhonggong.

However... Before he could speak, a sharp pain came from his side.

He struggled to look sideways at his father, who was standing beside him, and struck him in the side with the bottom of the handle of the knife.

He didn't have any defense against his father, he didn't expect his father to attack him unexpectedly...

This slam made Kuro's limbs go limp, and when Kuro was completely unable to resist, his father slashed at the back of Kuro's neck with a hand knife.

The pain from the back of the neck made Kuro's eyes black, and the intense dizziness made Kuro's eyelids sink slowly, making it difficult to open them.

Before he completely lost consciousness, he saw his father who was still expressionless, and said to him coldly: "I said, if you don't want to do it, you can go to the side and rest."

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Mamiya opened his eyes suddenly and sat up.

"Ha ha ha ha……"

In the empty room where he was alone, there was only his low panting.

Jiangong was a little thankful that each of them could have an exclusive room, otherwise, the sound of him getting up just now would surely wake up one or two people.

In this luxurious mansion, there are so many rooms that even if the number of people in Hulu House is doubled, everyone can still get a room.

Because everyone can have their own independent room, Jian Gong who got up suddenly didn't disturb anyone, and didn't wake anyone up.

Gamiya raised his hand to touch the clothes on his back and back, it was already wet with sweat.

He doesn't have nightmares.

He just recalled a certain past event in a dream, even though this past event is no different from a nightmare.

Now... what time is it...

Gamiya turned his head and looked at the window next to him, and the sky outside the window was still dark. Gamiya made a simple estimate, and it was still far away from dawn, probably more than an hour away.

(Is there anything wrong with exchanging these filthy lives for Jiulang, a life under the palace?)

Even though he had woken up from the dream, he still remembered the words that the person said to him in the dream just now.

In his mind, just as the man's voice fell into his mind, the words that another person, Mucun, said to him before falling asleep tonight, seemed to have his own consciousness, and automatically rang in Gamiya's mind:

(It is said that the quality of this person's gallbladder pills has suddenly improved a lot recently.)

Mamiya turned his head again, looking at the sky outside the window again.

At this time, Jiangong himself did not notice his eyes, which gradually changed from bewildered to sharp.

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next day, early morning

Everything is good in this luxurious mansion, except for one thing that makes Lin very dissatisfied. The stove is built so high for some reason.

This makes Lin, who is only 1.45 meters tall, particularly uncomfortable.

So every time she cooks, Lin can only find a small wooden box and step on it to cook.

"Hmph~~cook~~hum~~cook soup~~hum~~salt~~"

At this moment, in the kitchen, Lin, who was stepping on the wooden box with her bare white feet, was flipping the miso soup in front of her with a big spoon, while humming a song that she had just come up with and composed by herself. The small and well-proportioned toes are twitching with the ups and downs of the tone.

Although the tune comes and goes with the same tune, and the lyrics only include a few words such as cooking, soup, and salt, Lin still hums it quite happily.

When she is in a good mood, Lin will hum a song while cooking like she is doing now.

Because everyone's three meals a day have always been arranged by Lin alone, so she is basically the first to get up every morning.

Just when Lin was concentrating on cooking today's breakfast, unexpectedly, the voice of the palace came from behind her.

"My lord."

The voice of the palace suddenly came out from behind, which made Lin tremble with fright.

Lin quickly turned her head and looked behind her, only to see Jian Gong, who was neatly dressed and holding a brand new bamboo hat.

"Jiulang?" Lin looked Gamiya up and down several times with surprised eyes, "Are you... planning to go out?"

Gamiya nodded: "I have something to do. I won't eat breakfast today."

"...how long are you going to be out?"

"I don't know." Mamiya replied honestly, "But I will finish my work and come back as soon as possible."

"...I see." Lin turned her eyes back to the miso soup in front of her, "Then go and come back quickly."

"Master, don't you...won't you ask me why I want to go out all of a sudden?" On the face of Jian Gong, there were traces of doubts that could not be concealed.

"How long have you been working under my command? I have already figured out some of your behaviors and habits." Lin said lightly, "You didn't tell me why you wanted to go out in the first place just now. You just told me that you wanted to go out." Going out. This means that it is not convenient for you to tell me why you are going out now."

"In that case, I won't ask too much. When you want to tell me, come and tell me."

"...Yes." A smile slowly bloomed on Gamiya's face, "I see."

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Mamiya pressed the bamboo hat extremely low, and walked straight forward without haste along the street under his feet.

Because it is only just dawn, there are not many pedestrians on the street.

In order not to let people around see his face, Mamiya not only lowered the bamboo hat, but also lowered his head.

Although in this way, he could not see the road ahead, but could only see the road under his feet, but Gamiya's pace still did not stop at all, he walked straight when he should go straight, and turned when he should turn. The appearance of being familiar with the road, as if... the road under your feet has been walked thousands of times.

Mamiya, who never stopped along the way, finally stopped in front of a mansion in a remote place in Edo.

Although it is still early in the morning, there are not many people on the streets, but this is Edo with a population of one million. No matter how few people are, there should be one or two pedestrians on each street.

But the street in front of this mansion is not like this The street in front of this mansion is empty.

The fact that no one passed by made this street, and even this mansion, cast a slightly gloomy atmosphere.

Arrived……

Mamiya raised the bamboo hat on his head slightly, and looked at the mansion in front of him.

Knock knock knock.

He knocked on the door of the mansion.

The knock on the door broke the silence of this dead avenue and became the only sound in this avenue.

Squeak.

After a while, the side door next to the main gate of the mansion was opened, and a very young attendant walked out through the opened side door, looking suspiciously at the palace.

"Who are you?" The young man asked, "What are you doing in front of my mansion of Yamada Asemon? If you want to ask someone for a pill, please leave. Our medicine has been sold out."

"You don't recognize me?" Gamiya asked back, "That's right, I haven't seen you before, you are probably new here."

"Please inform the inside, just say: 'Kurang Yoshitsune' is visiting."

The suspicion in the young man's eyes became more serious.

He was just an attendant with a low status, and the person in front of him was a warrior, and he was a warrior who dared to say "tell me inside" with a flat face, which made him dare not neglect at all.

"Please wait a moment." The young waiter unconsciously changed his tone into honorifics and returned to the mansion through the side door.

Mamiya stood where he was, waiting quietly.

He didn't have to wait long.

Not long after, he saw the side door being pulled open abruptly.

Then, a black shadow rushed out along the side door at a dizzying speed, and rushed into Jiangong's arms.

"Brother!"

"Yi Chao..." Jian Gong smiled, stroking the head of the person in his arms, "Long time no see, you have grown a lot taller."

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If you forget who Yoshitomo is, you can go back to Chapter 578 "Ogata: "Huh? Pirate? Here?"", Yoshitomo is Wenxian's son: Yamada Asemon Yoshitomo.

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