I Was a Swordsman in Ancient Japan

Kyoto, the magistrate.

Kyoto Administration Office-an office established in Kyoto Town.

Kamiyama Koshinosuke was sitting on his knees behind his usual office desk, holding his forehead with his hands and closing his eyes, as if he was closing his eyes and resting.

A dignified middle-aged man sits on his knees beside the Kamiyama, as if thinking about what's cool-this middle-aged man is Hasegawa Heizo.

No one was talking, whether it was Mount Kinabalu or Hasegawa.

No one made any unnecessary movements there.

The atmosphere of the entire room was divided into weird and heavy due to the silent behavior of the two.

At this moment, a male voice suddenly came from outside the room:

"Master Shenshan, it's me."

"...Akiyama." After hearing this male voice, Shenshan slowly opened his eyes, "Is there anything you want to report to me?"

"Hmm...There is indeed something I think it is very necessary to tell Lord Shenshan you to report..."

"come in."

"Yes!"

Qiu Shan slowly opened the paper sliding door, walked into the room respectfully, and then knelt down in front of the mountain in a standard posture.

"Let's talk." Shenshan whispered in a slightly playful tone, "What do I need to know?"

"...Sir Shenshan." Qiu Shan said solemnly, "I... met Lord Makura on the street today."

As soon as Akiyama's words fell, Kamiyama and Hasegawa immediately showed diametrically opposite expressions.

Hasegawa didn't recognize any "Makimura-sama", so he was puzzled.

However, after hearing Qiu Shan's words, Shenshan immediately showed a complex color on his face.

You can find all kinds of emotions on the face of the mountain at this time.

Confusion, shock, doubt, sorrow...

"... Qiu Shan, tell me the causes and consequences of your occasional encounter in the pastoral village today."

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Inside an underground prison in Kyoto.

"what……"

She leaned against the stone wall behind her with her arms around her chest, twisted her body, changed to a more comfortable posture, and then fell asleep.

The prison is built underground, so the air has always been filled with a humid atmosphere.

But because it hasn't rained all these days, the humid atmosphere in the prison is not too heavy, and it hasn't made people feel uncomfortable.

Qiu Shan didn't break his promise-after putting Mucun in prison, he provided Mucun with all the good care he could provide.

Under Qiushan's arrangement, Mucun did not squeeze the same cell as the other prisoners. He had his own private cell, and he was the only one in the cell.

At the same time, the cell where the pastoral village lives is also located in a relatively remote location in this prison. There are no "neighbors" around it, so pastoral village can spend these days cleanly.

Not only that-the food in the pastoral village is obviously better than that of other prisoners.

Other prisoners can only eat some pale tares porridge, while the pastoral village can eat rice and various side dishes.

After bringing her pastoral village into this prison personally, Qiushan personally assured her pastoral village: at most 5 days, he will release the pastoral village who has only committed a "fighting crime".

In addition to lack of freedom and sufficient entertainment, the pastoral village has no other dissatisfaction with the current life in prison.

Naturally, there will not be any entertainment facilities in the prison for the pastoral village to pass time. When in prison, the best way to pass the time is to sleep.

After giving Qiu Shan a face and let Qiu Shan arrest him in this prison, the pastoral village has been sleeping.

Wake up to sleep, wake up to sleep...

After changing to a more comfortable sleeping position, a faint sleepiness emerged from his body.

Just as Mucun was about to fall asleep again, footsteps suddenly sounded at the end of the corridor outside the cell.

Judging by the sound of footsteps-not many people.

She only listened, and he heard that there were only 2 owners of this string of footsteps.

Since the sound of footsteps appeared, the cells on both sides of this corridor have heard loud shouts:

"Hey! I was wronged! I was wronged!"

"Smelly official! Pay attention to your family! If I go out, I will hack all your official family members to death as soon as possible!"

"Is the recent food a bit too bad? A stone as big as a thumb appeared in my porridge today. How did you cook?!"

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These noisy shouts did not slow down the pace of the footsteps.

Mucun didn't care about the shouts in the other cells, and didn't care about the officials who came. He only felt that these people were noisy and affected him to sleep.

This string of footsteps slowly approached the cell where the pastoral village was located from far to near.

Finally-stopped in front of the pastoral village house.

Just when Mus Village just wanted to open his eyes to confirm why this string of footsteps stopped in front of his cell--

"...Long time no see, Pastoral Village."

A strong male voice that was very familiar to the pastoral village sounded in front of the prison door.

As soon as the male voice fell, Mu Cun suddenly opened his eyes and looked out of the prison door.

Outside the prison, two middle-aged men stood.

A middle-aged man is wearing a special black uniform.

The other middle-aged man is wearing ordinary clothes.

Looking at this middle-aged man in ordinary clothes, Mu Cun's eyes narrowed slightly.

The strange look began to flicker in the pupils of Mucun's eyes.

"Master Shenshan..."

The soft whisper came from the throat of the pastoral village.

Looking at the face of Kamiyama Koshinosuke, which has not been seen for two years, the memory is like a rising tide, slowly rising in Makura’s mind...

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7 years ago-

Tianming 3 years.

Kyoto, Third Prince Street.

Third Prince Street—Despite its impressive name, it is actually a place where people in Kyoto have changed their minds and shunned it.

The Third Prince Street is a gathering place for Yakuza in Kyoto.

In the Street of the Third Prince, you can see Yakuza who belongs to a certain family, and you can also see Yakuza who does not belong to any family, has no roots, and works alone.

"Shepherd!"

Hearing someone calling himself, Shepherd slowly turned his head away.

She knew the voice, so she also knew who was calling him.

It was precisely because he knew who was calling him, so after hearing this voice, Mucun frowned.

"...Sun Qilang, what do you want me to do? If you invite me and Shunliu to join your family again, then I advise you not to waste your efforts. I and Shunliu will not join any family."

"No, no, no."

Sun Qilang, who was leading the three younger brothers, shook his head and walked slowly towards Mucun.

"I'm stopping you, just wanting to show you the finger that I just got yesterday."

Sun Qilang raised his hand and showed Mucun the finger that was wearing his left thumb.

"This thing is very valuable." Sun Qilang looked sad, "It is said that this finger is made in Tang Dynasty."

"Oh. It's a really good-looking finger, I've finished reading it, and I'm leaving." After an insincere compliment in a perfunctory tone, Mu Cun turned around.

However, before Makimura could completely take his eyes away from Sun Qilang, Sun Qilang said again:

"Makimura! Are you and Junliu really not considering turning to our "Nagai Family"?"

"With your ability and Shunliu's ability, it is only an extremely easy thing to become a cadre of our'Nagai Family'!"

"When you become a cadre of our family, you can also enjoy precious treasures that ordinary people can't buy even if they exhaust their life savings, just like me."

"In addition to money, you can also enjoy countless women."

"Don't you..."

Before Sun Qilang had finished speaking, Mucun seemed to have completely lost his patience, showing an extremely obvious impatient look, and said in a deep voice:

"Didn't I say that I and Shunliu will never join any family?"

After all, Mu Cun didn't bother to pay attention to Sun Qilang anymore and strode away from Sun Qilang.

Stride away from Sun Qilang until Sun Qilang's figure completely disappeared from his field of vision, and Mucun slowly slowed down his steps.

She has some things to buy now, so she has been walking away from the Three Princes Street.

The Three Princes Street is the place where the Yakuzas occupies. Naturally, no merchants have the guts to open shops and sell things on this street.

When the exit of the Three Princes Street finally appeared in his field of vision, Mucun suddenly felt a powerful hand slap on his shoulder.

Just now, Mu Cun had heard a string of footsteps slowly leaning towards him from behind him.

But Mu Cun didn't turn his head back to see who was the owner of this string of footsteps.

Because the owner of this string of footsteps is too familiar to the pastoral village, so familiar that only by hearing the footsteps, he can recognize the point where he has come.

Knowing that it was the pastoral village where that person came, it has been waiting for this person to come over and talk to him.

After finally waiting for this person to slap his hand on his shoulder, Mucun turned his head and smiled at a handsome young man who was similar to him behind him:

"Shunliu, why are you here?"

"I was boring just now, and I was walking around in Three Princes Street. I turned around and saw you. Are you going out of the street?"

"Huh? The knife oil is almost used up, so go buy some knife oil and come back."

This year, this year, like Mucun, is a 17-year-old handsome young man named Guozhi Shunliu. She is currently the only friend and partner of Mucun.

At the same time-Mucun is also Shunliu's only friend and partner at the moment.

At the age of 12, all her family members died of an epidemic.

Makimura, who became an orphan, by chance, met with Shunliu, who had been wandering alone in the streets and alleys of Kyoto for many years, and then began to partner with Shunliu in Kyoto. So far , Is already the 5th year that the two have formed a partnership.

Shunliu speeded up a little, walked quickly to the side of the pastoral village, and then kept the same walking speed as the pastoral village, walking side by side with the pastoral village.

"...Is Sun Qilang showing off the finger on his thumb just now?"

"you saw it?"

"Yeah. Ba, do you know how Sun Qilang got this finger?"

"...I don't know. But I probably guessed how it might come from. It was robbed, am I right?"

"You guessed it." Shunliu shrugged and let out a sneer. "This finger was taken from a poor family who owed the Nagai family money."

"This family runs a small business. At the beginning of this year, there was a little business problem, so they borrowed money from the ‘bank’ opened by the Nagai family."

The Nagai family is the family to which Sun Shichiro belongs, and is regarded as one of the most powerful Yakuza families in Kyoto.

"That family fell into the trap of writing written by the Yongjing family on the handwriting. It was carrying a debt that could not be repaid."

"After this family still had no money, Sun Qilang personally led someone to this family's home yesterday to grab valuable things."

"That's how this pull finger comes from."

"It is said that this finger seems to be a very precious thing from this family. It was hidden in a quite hidden place, but it was a pity that it was eventually turned up by Sun Qilang's gang, who had no other specialties except for the search. "

"After Sun Qilang and the others searched out the finger, the male owner of that family fought back fiercely, begging Sun Qilang not to take the finger..."

Shunliu didn't go on to tell the story, and after that, he didn't go on.

Although Shunliu didn't continue the story, Mucun could also guess what the next follow-up would be: it must be the male host who was given a severe lesson, and then Sun Qilang and the others drove away.

After quietly listening to Shunliu's explanation of the origin of Sun Qilang's finger, Mucun was silent for a while.

Then-

"...I really want to quickly collect enough evidence to help the government completely wipe out the Nagai family."

A sigh resembling a long sigh was sent out.

After the emotion of Mucun fell, Shun Liu nodded:

"me too."

Before they knew it, the two had already passed through the corner of Third Prince Street and came to the outside of Third Prince Street.

Although the Three Princes Street is separated from the street that connects with the Three Princes Street, the air and atmosphere filled by the two streets are completely different.

On Third Prince Street, Mu Cun He Shun Liu couldn't help holding his breath even when he breathed.

After walking out of Third Prince Street, the two of them took a deep breath of the outside air, showing contentment, seeming to enjoy the outside air that is very ordinary in the eyes of others.

"...When will we be able to leave the ghost place of Third Prince Street..." Shunliu whispered ~www.wuxiahere.com~Mucun did not respond to Shunliu's question.

At this moment, the two noticed that at the end of the left hand side, two samurai with knives around their waists were walking magnificently in the middle of the street.

Looking at the two samurai with swords on their waists, whether it was Makimura or Junroku, there was a look of longing in their eyes.

"...I don't know if we have a chance to become a samurai..." Shunliu murmured again.

This time, the pastoral village responded to him.

"Impossible." Mucun responded without any hesitation. This response was mixed with a touch of loss, "How can you become a warrior as a civilian."

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