I Was a Swordsman in Ancient Japan

Under the guidance of Ah Ding, the two slowly left the crowded downtown area and came to a remote and sparsely populated residential area.

"Here we are." Ah Ding said, "Lord Feng Mo lives in seclusion here."

Ogata looked around.

The sparsely populated scenery around him formed an extremely sharp contrast with the prosperous scene he had just seen in other places in Kyoto. It was hard to imagine that these contrasting scenery appeared in the same city.

However, this remote place with few people has one advantage, that is, it is clean.

It's just right for a hideaway.

"When we meet Fuma-sama later, remember to be polite." When A-Ming led Ogata towards Fuma's residence, he turned his head and said to Ogata behind him.

"I don't need you to tell me about this kind of thing." Ogata said in a helpless tone.

"Ah, here we are."

Machi stopped in front of an ordinary private house.

Ogata looked up at the private house in front of him.

This private house can be described in one word—ordinary.

It's so ordinary, it exudes an ordinary atmosphere from top to bottom, no matter from which angle you look at it, it's just an ordinary house.

"My lord!" A-Machi stood on tiptoe, cupped his hands to his mouth, and shouted loudly, "Are you there? It's me, Komachi!"

"Komachi..." Ogata repeated Ogata's self-proclaim just now in a low voice, and couldn't help but chuckle.

"Hey..." A-Machi turned his head with an unfriendly expression, and gave Ogata a fierce look, "Only elders can call me that, if you dare to call me 'Komachi', I will strangle you to death."

After warning Ogata in this way, A-Machi turned his head and shouted again into the room:

"My lord! Are you there?"

After shouting loudly like this several times, an old male voice finally came from inside the room:

"I'm coming……"

Following the fall of the old man's voice, a burst of footsteps sounded from behind the door at an unhurried pace.

clatter...

The wooden door was pulled open.

"Oh! Komachi! You're here! I thought I heard wrong just now!"

"Master Feng Mo, long time no see."

Ah-cho stepped forward and hugged the old man in front of him.

"Oh? Komachi, who is this?" The old man turned his gaze to Ogata standing behind A-machi.

"We met for the first time." Ogata said respectfully while bowing to the old man, "Ogata Yasushi is a friend of A-cho."

"Oh! It's Komachi's friend!"

The old man looked at Ogata with curious eyes.

"Since you are Komachi's friend, then you should know who I am. When we first met, I am the 17th Fuma Kotaro."

When the old man—that is, Kotaro Fuma, the 17th generation, looked at Ogata, Ogata also looked at Fuma.

Fuma's stature was about the same as that of A-Machi, only about 1.55 meters when converted to the length unit of the modern earth.

But because of the slightly hunched waist, Fuma's height seems to be a little shorter than that of A-Ming.

There are a lot of age spots on the exposed skin, and due to old age, the muscles on the body look shriveled.

Although he has a shaved head, the beard on his face is very lush. He has a big beard, and the lush beard hangs down to his chest.

The appearance of Fumo is the same as the house he wrote about—the whole body exudes an ordinary and ordinary aura.

Looking at the ordinary-looking old man in front of him, Ogata couldn't help thinking to himself:

—Is he the last Fuma Kotaro...

On the way that A-Machi brought Ogata to Fuma's residence, A-Machi and Ogata had introduced the 17th Fuma Kotaro roughly.

Through A-Machi's introduction, Ogata already knew that Fuma no Sato had been disbanded 10 years ago under the order of the 17th Fuma Kotaro.

Knowing that these 17 generations of Fuma Kotaro have decided not to rebuild the Fuma Village, nor to pass on the ninjutsu passed down from generation to generation by their Fuma party,

Determined to be the last Fuma Kotaro in history.

I also know that the last Fuma Kotaro in this history is a master with outstanding skills. He once created "the feat of entering Shiranui at the age of 62 alone, turning Shiranui upside down and then retreating completely" 10 years ago.

"Hmm...you are Ogata Ittosai." After looking at Ogata several times, Fuma suddenly murmured, "You look really strong. Komachi, you really made an incredible friend. "

Ogata was not at all surprised that Fumo immediately realized that he was the executioner Yidaosai after hearing his name.

After all, he has long been famous.

"...What a pity." Feng Mo said suddenly.

"Sorry?" Ogata tilted his head, wondering.

"It's a pity that you are just Komachi's friend..." Fuma pouted, "When I saw a man following Komachi just now, I thought you were Komachi's husband."

"Just now, I was happy that Komachi found a handsome husband, but in the end, it turned out that he was just a friend of Komachi..."

"Master Fuma!" Ah-Ming's face turned slightly red and he said urgently, "What are you talking about..."

Ogata didn't know how to respond to what Fumo said just now, so he could only smile helplessly.

Fumo stroked the beard on his chin, and looked at Ogata again.

Feng Mo's sizing up of Ogata this time was a bit more meaningful.

"Hmm...it really looks more and more like it..."

"Huh?" Ogata raised his eyebrows in doubt, "Like?"

"You look a lot like an old friend of mine..." Feng Mo's face was filled with a faint look of reminiscence.

"Okay, the door is not a good place to chat, come in."

Feng Mo walked towards the house with his hands behind his back.

Following Fuma through the door, Ogata and Machi took off their shoes in the soil of the house, and then stepped into Fuma's house.

As soon as her little feet without socks stepped on the wooden floor, her expression froze.

Ogata, who noticed the strange expression on A-Machi's face, turned his head to A-Machi and asked softly:

"Amachi, what's wrong?"

A-Machi did not respond to Ogata's question aloud.

With a wry smile, she raised her right foot and let Ogata look at the sole of her right foot.

Ah Ding's originally rosy soles were now covered with a layer of black dust.

Just stepping on Fuma's house, A-Ming's originally clean soles turned black.

As for the floor where A-Machi was standing on, there was a small footprint due to the dust on the floor being trampled off.

Looking at A-Ming's feet covered with a thick layer of dust, Ogata was taken aback for a moment, then looked down at his feet.

After moving his right foot away, there was another footprint where Ogata stepped on with his right foot just now, reflecting the dust being stepped on.

Because Ogata was wearing socks, Ogata did not immediately feel that the ground was very dirty like A-Machi.

"I'm sorry... I made your feet dirty." Fumo, who was walking in front, turned around and said to Ogata and the two apologetically, "I forgot to tell you... my home... Slightly dirty..."

"Master Fuma..." A-Ming's face was a bit astonished, "The last time I came to see you, your house wasn't so dirty..."

"Recently, my body and bones are getting weaker and weaker, and my energy is getting worse."

Feng Mo smiled wryly.

"Because my body and energy have deteriorated a lot, I have become more and more...lazy when it comes to cleaning, so I haven't cleaned the house for a long time..."

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at the same time--

At the corner of an ordinary street in Kyoto, four Okabiki chatted boredly.

From the beautiful woman I saw by chance while walking on the street yesterday, to the very delicious restaurant I found recently by accident.

In the Edo period, if these special security organizations were not included, the security forces in the city were roughly divided into three levels: Yuli, Tongxin, and Okabiki.

Using the modern police system as an analogy, Yuli is similar to the chief of the police department, Tongxin is similar to ordinary police officers, and Okabi is similar to the auxiliary police.

Compared with Li and Concentric, Gangyin is special.

Both Yuli and Tongxin are directly affiliated to the enforcement office, and directly obey the orders of the superiors headed by the magistrate.

Gangyin is generally recruited by Yuli or Tongxin from the private sector, and is not formally affiliated with the government, but only obeys Yuli or Tongxin who recruited them.

In the words of the modern earth, that is—Yu Li and Tong Xin are members of the system, but Gang Yin are not.

Because there is nothing to do at hand, the four Gang Yin can sit at the corner of the street and chat with nothing to do.

However—at this moment, a sharp-eyed Gang Yin noticed that the same heart who recruited them as Gang Yin was walking towards them quickly with a few pieces of paper.

Seeing Tongxin walking towards them, these Gang Yin immediately realized that there might be some work to do.

Therefore, they put away their playfulness and stood up straight.

"Master Tongxin! Good afternoon!"

"Master Tongxin! You still look very energetic today!"

...

Regarding the greetings from these subordinates, Tongxin only nodded slightly, and then stuffed a few pieces of paper in their hands into their arms.

"There is work to do, post this wanted notice to several places in our jurisdiction where there will be a lot of traffic."

"These wanted notices don't need to be posted in full, and one is left to tell the people from door to door to be alert to the thieves on this wanted notice."

"Master Tongxin... what is this arrest warrant?"

"You should all know, right? There was a personal beheading in our capital. From last night to now, more than 30 people have been killed by him."

"Now we have found out who this person is. It is the thief on this arrest warrant—the executioner Yi Daozai, Ogata Yishi."

"Kyoto Sosi Dai-sama has issued an order—the whole city will be searched and arrested. Even if Kyoto is overturned, Ogata Yishi must be caught."

"Isn't it just to catch a murderer..." A Gang Yin muttered, "Does it take such a big fight..."

"You don't understand that, do you?" A meaningful smile appeared on Tongxin's face, "Do you know why the Master of the Kyoto Suoji made such a big effort to arrest Ogata Yasushi?"

The four Okanagi shook their heads one after another.

"Because——today is the day when Lord Tokugawa Munemu, the lord of the Owari Domain of the 'Owari Family', held a banquet at the Nijo Imperial Palace."

"Tokugawa Munemu-sama loves the Gion Festival in Kyoto the most."

"Every year when the Gion Festival is held, Mr. Munemu Tokugawa will definitely come to our Kyoto to watch the Gion Festival as soon as he has time."

"This year is no exception."

"Tokugawa Munemu-sama, who had time to come to watch the Gion Festival this year, arrived in Kyoto three days ago in his car."

"Not only that - Mr. Tokugawa Munemu also received a special license from the Shogun this year to obtain the right to use the Ninomaru Garden of the Nijo Imperial Palace."

Concentric raised his finger and pointed to the ground.

"Tonight, Tokugawa Munemu-sama will hold a grand banquet in the Ninomaru Garden for all the dignitaries and dignitaries in and around Kyoto."

"Master Toda Tadakan, the governor of Kyoto, Mr. Ota Sukai, the governor of the temple, Mr. Horita Masajun, the governor of Osaka Castle, and Mr. Kamiyama Koshinosuke, the governor of Kyoto... These great figures will participate in the banquet held at the Nijo Imperial Palace tonight."

"In order to please Mr. Tokugawa Munemu, our Kyoto governor, Mr. Toda Tadakan, has been bragging to Mr. Tokugawa Munemu about how good the law and order in our capital is, and if any criminals happen, they can be quickly arrested. Bring to justice."

"Think about it—if today's banquet can be over, the murderer who has killed more than 30 people can be arrested and brought to justice."

"Then the Lord Soji of Kyoto can boast to Lord Tokugawa Munemu and other dignitaries at the banquet how good the law and order in Kyoto is under his command. The murderer who appeared last night was successfully arrested tonight. gone."

Hearing this, the 4 Gang Yin all showed understanding.

Concentric went on to say:

"The reason why Mr. Soji in Kyoto ordered the arrest of Ogata Itsai with such great fanfare is not only to brag in front of Mr. Tokugawa Munemu, but also to ensure that the holding of the Gion Festival will not be held by anyone. influences."

"If Zha Yishi, who killed countless people, continues to go unpunished, it will make the people of Kyoto panic and indirectly affect the holding of the Gion Festival."

"If the holding of the Gion Festival is affected, it will destroy Tokugawa Munemu's interest in coming to watch the Gion Festival."

"If Tokugawa Munemu's morality is affected, it will be inevitable to scold all the officials in Kyoto headed by the Dai-sama of Kyoto at that time."

"So whether it's to keep Mr. Tokugawa Munemu's interest from being affected, or to give yourself a chance to brag in front of Mr. Tokugawa Munemu, the Dai-sama of Kyoto must arrest this murderer who has killed countless people as soon as possible."

"I understand why the Lord Soji in Kyoto ordered the arrest of Ogata Yidaosai with such great fanfare, so let's all take action! Post up all these arrest warrants! Leave one and let us know the area under our jurisdiction door by door. The ordinary people pay attention to the executioner's one-knife fast!"