I Was a Swordsman in Ancient Japan

Kyoto, home of Fuma——

In the living room, the three of Ogata sat opposite Fumo.

In the middle of the two sides, there was the tea that Fumo had just brought up and the Beijing confectionery that Ogata had just bought as a meeting gift.

Azuki, who was sitting on the right side of Ogata, was a little cautious because he met Fuma for the first time, and his body felt huddled when he was kneeling on the ground.

"It's been a while since I saw you two." Feng Mo let out a sigh of relief, and said with emotion, "I haven't seen you two for half a year, you two seem to have matured a lot."

"I feel that it has become a lot more 'rough'." Ogata raised his finger and pointed at his right shoulder, and said in a joking tone.

The haori that Ogata is wearing now was worn on his body before going to Ezo.

Naturally, the garment-making process of this era cannot be compared with the clothes made under the modern operation.

This haori has been worn on the body for so long, and Ogata has experienced so many things, it has already become "fragile".

Finally——on the way from Owari to Kyoto, when Ogata raised his hand to pick up something, he heard a "chi la" sound, and a small hole was torn off Haori's right shoulder.

Fortunately, this small hole is not too conspicuous.

Apart from this haori, Ogata had no extra haori to change on, so he could only wear this haori with a hole in it and continue to make do with it.

"There's a face I haven't met before." Feng Mo looked at A Zhu curiously, "Who is this?"

"This is a new friend of A-Machi and I." Ogata introduced first, then looked at A-Zhu, and signaled A-Zhu to introduce himself with his eyes.

Azuki turned his head, looked at Ogata beside him, and then at Fuma, showing hesitation.

"This is a trustworthy person - I can assure you of this." Ogata said softly, "After all, you see - even the most wanted man in the shogunate can show his face openly in front of him .”

"So in front of him, you don't have to worry about your identity being exposed. You can boldly say your name and real identity."

Hearing Ogata's words, most of the hesitation on Azuki's face faded slowly.

After straightening his waist, Azhu introduced himself loudly:

"Nice to meet you! My name is Azuki! I'm an Iga ninja!"

"Iga's ninja?" Fuma raised his eyebrows a few times in astonishment.

However, he was only stunned for a few moments, then he quickly came back to his senses and bowed back to A Zhu.

"Nice meeting. My name is Fuutarou. As you can see, I am an ordinary old man in Kyoto."

As Ogata expected, Fumo chose to conceal his true identity.

"Ordinary... the old man in Kyoto...?" Azhu looked up and down Fengmo with strange eyes at this time, "but... I just saw you knock down a big man to the ground with a chain..."

"Huh? Isn't this normal?" Feng Mo put on an innocent expression.

"This can't be normal, right?!" Azhu's complaints were timely and in place.

"Old people in Kyoto are like this."

"Can the old people in Kyoto easily throw out the chains and knock people down?" Σ(っ°Д°;)っ

"I mean the old people in Kyoto are very fond of practicing martial arts.

"Feng Mo said solemnly, "Kyoto has a history of thousands of years. This place has been a battleground for military strategists since ancient times. Countless forces are fighting for it. "

"Over time, in order to defend themselves, the people of Kyoto gradually became more martial."

"In Kyoto, even the elderly love to practice martial arts."

"When I was young, I practiced a little swordsmanship and iron chainsmanship with a certain master. Even at this age, I never slack off in cultivation, so I still think that I am better than ordinary people in terms of skills."

"So that's the case?!" The little country bumpkin who knew nothing about Kyoto, his eyes widened at this moment, "So the people of Kyoto are so powerful..."

"That's right." Feng Mo nodded seriously, "That's right. Everyone in Kyoto is like this."

Ogata and A-Machi stopped at the beginning and end of Fuma's serious nonsense just now.

The two have been holding back their laughter and enduring it very hard...

But they can't point out the persona of the "ordinary old man in Kyoto" that Fuma worked so hard to create. After all, he is already a recluse, and it is impossible for him to bluntly advertise his identity as the "Seventeen Fuma Kotaro".

In order not to laugh out loud, Ogata decided to find something to do.

After the conversation between Fuma and Azuki ended, Ogata turned his head to look at the young man who was tied up not far away, and asked Fumo:

"Master Feng." Ogata called Feng Mo by the alias, "Who is this person?"

The young man who was tied up was the guy who seemed to want to open the door and escape, but was knocked down by the wind demon.

"Oh, this is just a small thief." Feng Mo said lightly, "I probably saw that this house was only lived by me, an old man, so I sneaked into the room, intending to steal some valuables, and then I was arrested. live."

"In order to prevent him from escaping, I took out my iron chain and prepared to use my iron chain to restrain him."

"You will know what happens next."

"He won't wake up for a while, and I'll send him to the execution office later."

"It turned out to be a little thief..." Ah Ding Chaona was still in a coma, "This man is really shameless, even came to steal an old man's house..."

"That's right." Feng Mo nodded, "And if you want to steal something, it's too blind. My house doesn't have anything to steal."

--really……

While Ogata agreed in his heart, he raised his head and looked around, with a helpless expression on his face.

"Master Feng... why is your home becoming dirty again..."

Ogata vaguely remembered——more than half a year ago, when he first came to Fuma's house, it was like a haunted house with no one in it...

A-Ming stepped on it with one bare foot, and when he lifted it up again, there was a complete small footprint on the ground, and the soles of A-Ming's feet became as if they had been painted with ink.

At that time, he and A-Ming worked together to clean up Fuma's house, making Fuma's house look brand new.

However, only half a year later, it seems that Fengmo's house is about to change back to its former state...

"Haha..." Feng Mo laughed awkwardly, "When I get older, I don't have much motivation to clean my house..."

After all, in order to cover up his embarrassment, Feng Mo coughed softly a few times, and then changed the subject very abruptly.

"Okay, let's change the subject."

"Brother Ogata, in the past six months since we parted from you, you have been amazing. I've heard about it—you smashed the 10,000-strong Shogunate army in Ezo."

"Even you know about this..." Ogata raised his hand and touched the back of his neck.

"Your feat of defeating the shogunate army has almost spread throughout the small half of Kyoto." Feng Mo marveled, "Obviously it was only more than half a year of separation, but in just half a year, you have such a remarkable achievement."

"You can tell me what you have been doing for the past six months. I'm quite interested."

"By the way, tell me how you found this lovely Iga Ninja."

Feng Mo turned his head and looked at A Zhu.

There was a subtle and meaningful light in his pupils.

"As far as I know...the legendary Iga no Sato has long since disappeared..."

"My story in the past six months is very long and complicated." Ogata smiled, "Without one or two hours, it should not be finished."

"Then let's buy some wine and food." Feng Mo said with a smile, "It's almost time for dinner, I'll make some food and buy a few bottles of wine, we will chat while eating."

After saying that, Feng Mo stood up.

"The three of you sit here for a while, and I'll go out and buy some wine."

As soon as Fuma stood up, A-Ming also stood up.

"Master Feng, you can stay here. Just let me buy wine or something."

Respecting Fuma, A-Machi subconsciously stood up and took on the troublesome and tiring task of going out.

Let Feng Mo, an old man, go out to buy wine, while the young people of them just sit here, this kind of behavior is not appropriate anyway.

"Oh? You want to help me buy wine? Do you know where there is wine?"

"Oh, Mr. Feng. Have you forgotten?" Atachi smiled, "I lived in Kyoto for a while before."

"Oh." Feng Mo patted his bald forehead, "Yeah, I almost forgot..."

Fuma suddenly remembered—Machi had indeed lived in Kyoto for a period of time. During the period when Ogata was recuperating at Fuma's house after the Battle of Nijo Castle, Acho also lived in Fuma's house for a long time in order to take care of Ogata. short time.

"Then Komachi, I'll leave the liquor to you." Fuma sat back without pretense, "Hey... just buy 4 bottles of sake and come back."

Feng Mo put his hand into his bosom, as if he wanted to pay.

Seeing this, Ah Ding hurriedly raised his hand to stop him: "Okay, just a few bottles of wine, I'll pay for it."

After finishing speaking, Ah Ding walked quickly towards the door: "I'll be back soon."

"Be careful on the road." Ogata said loudly towards the back of A-Machi who was walking away quickly.

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"No big changes..." Ah-cho walked towards the direction of the liquor store she remembered, while looking around.

The surrounding scenery is the same as half a year ago.

However, there are no major changes, and from a certain point of view, it is also a good thing-this means that the city has not encountered any major changes.

At this time, Ah Ding was in a busy commercial street, looking at the bustling crowd in front of him, the corners of his mouth could not help but slightly curled up into a smile.

Sellers enthusiastically selling goods, wandering around idly, and there are a few fierce bargaining sounds from time to time-it's hard to imagine that this city was almost destroyed by a gang of lunatics more than half a year ago.

A-Machi has a different feeling for the city of Kyoto—it was in this city that she reunited with Ogata last summer.

So A-Ming felt an inexplicable sense of relief at the ordinary and peaceful scene in front of him.

Ah-machi soon found a shop that sold alcohol, and bought 4 bottles of sake according to Fuma's order.

When she was carrying the 4 bottles of sake and was about to return to Fuma's house, Ah-Machi suddenly heard a shout from not far away that made her stop involuntarily.

"Guest officers! Come and take a look! Beautiful clothes! Now the price is reduced! You see! Such beautiful clothes! Only 200 yuan!"

"If you buy these clothes now, you can also embroider your family's pattern for free! It only takes half a day to help you embroider your family's pattern!"

Ah Ding followed the prestige, and saw an aunt standing in a clothing store, yelling and selling their clothes.

This aunt is holding a haori in her hand. Although A-Machi is not someone who knows a lot about clothes, she can tell at a glance that the haori in this aunt's hand is indeed of good quality.

Looking at the haori in Big Mom's hand, Ah-cho's eyes gradually brightened.

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At this very moment—

Kyoto, in the town prefectural office, in a certain room——

"Hoo... hoo... hoo... hoo..."

In this small room, a middle-aged man sat behind a desk, dozing off with his head propped on one hand.

A thunderous grunt filled every corner of the room.

The middle-aged man's head shook back and forth rhythmically with the sound of grunting.

At this time, the head of the middle-aged man accidentally slipped from the raised arm, and he woke up instantly.

"Hmm... I fell asleep...?" The middle-aged man first looked around with sleepy eyes, and then rubbed his eyes vigorously with both hands, "You are really getting older...the energy is not as good as before."

"Okay." The middle-aged man patted his cheeks vigorously with both hands, "Continue to work!"

The middle-aged man picked up the pen that was placed on the pen mountain next to him, and was about to continue writing something on the table——

"Master Hasegawa! Master Hasegawa!"

There was a bluffing sound from outside the room.

"Come in." The frowning middle-aged man...or Hasegawa put down the pen in his hand.

After obtaining Mr. Hasegawa's permission to enter, a young man hastily opened the door.

The name of this young man was Soujiro Yamauchi, he was a newcomer who had just joined Huofu Thief Kai recently, because he was considered a good gem in the rough, so Hasegawa brought him to his side and planned to train him personally.

"How." Hasegawa said indifferently, "Do you have the latest information about the 'Blood Mist'?"

Blood Fog Crowd—A group of bandits that suddenly appeared in Kanto almost 2 months ago.

The total number of this bandit gang is about 20 people, all of whom are ronin.

What they did was extremely cruel and hateful. They intercepted and killed those who were alone, and then picked up money from the corpses.

They are also very cunning, they will never stay in a certain place for too long, and after robbing money in a certain place, they will flee to other places.

As soon as this vicious bandit gang emerged, it immediately attracted the attention of the government.

Because what they did was too bad, and their strength should not be underestimated. After deciding that the gang of thieves was not something that officials from all over the country could handle, the government immediately handed over the case to Huofu Thieves.

Huofu Thief Gai has done countless similar cases. After receiving this transferred case, he quickly traced the whereabouts of the blood mist crowd. After learning that these people were likely to escape to Kyoto, Hasegawa immediately brought them to the capital. people to chase.

These days, Hasegawa has been sitting in the Kyoto Magistrate's office, collecting and analyzing information from various channels, and confirming the current hiding place of the blood mist crowd.

Hasegawa originally thought that Yamauchi, who was in a hurry, was here to convey the latest information about the blood mist crowd.

But who knew—Yamauchi shook his head.

"No, no." Yamauchi stammered, "Just, just now..."

"Straighten your tongue!" Hasegawa said angrily, "You are an official sent by Huofu Thief! Look at you now! Hurrying and stammering, what do you look like!"

Being reprimanded by Hasegawa, Yamauchi blushed with embarrassment.

After taking a few deep breaths and calming down a little, Yamauchi said in much smoother words:

"It's not about information about the Blood Mist."

"It's just that a big man came to the enforcement office and said he wanted to see you."

"Big man?" Hasegawa frowned again.

Yamauchi looked around and after confirming that there were no outsiders around, he quickly walked to Hasegawa's side and whispered something in Hasegawa's ear.

After the words fell, Hasegawa's expression changed suddenly.

"……I see."

After leaving these words, Hasegawa quickly stood up, left the room, and then ran straight to somewhere in the execution office.

While galloping all the way, Hasegawa used his hands to arrange the clothes on his body and the hair on his head, and made sure that there was no eye stain on his face when he just woke up.

The Buddhist monastery in Kyoto is not very big, and after a while, Hasegawa came to the door of an ordinary-looking room.

Standing in front of this door, Hasegawa took a few deep breaths, put on an appearance as if he was about to enter the execution ground, and resolutely opened the door.

In the room, sitting on the side is Hasegawa's old friend—Kyoto Machi: Kamiyama Koshinosuke.

The new Kyoto Shoji who has just taken office not long ago - Ota Suzuki Ai.

The person sitting at the head of the room was a middle-aged man who Hasegawa was quite familiar with, but if possible, he would never see him again for the rest of his life.

Looking at the middle-aged man, Hasegawa immediately entered the room like a conditioned reflex, closed the door in three steps, and then knelt down in front of the middle-aged man, saluting respectfully.

"My lord, I haven't seen you for a long time!"

The middle-aged man sitting at the head of the room was exactly Matsudaira Sadanobu who had just returned from Ezo.

"Hmm." Matsudaira Sadanobu nodded lightly with a smile on his face, "It's true that you and I haven't seen each other for a long time. Lift your head up, Hasegawa. Let me take a good look at your face."

"Yes!" Hasegawa straightened his upper body.

"...the bloodshot eyes in your eyes have increased a lot." Sadanobu Matsudaira said slowly, "After leaving Ezodi, I returned to Edo briefly."

"When I first returned to Edo, I heard a lot about your deeds—during the period when I left Edo, your work results were quite amazing, and many people in the shogunate praised them."

"Don't dare!" Hasegawa said respectfully, "I just did what the chief officer of Huo Fu Bandit Kai should do."

Although Hasegawa had a respectful face, he was actually smiling and criticizing in his heart.

——Damn it, you can really pretend! I work so hard, it's not because I got caught by you!

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