I was a swordsman in ancient Japan

At this moment, Lin, Mucun, and Asai are together in the room where Mucun and the others live.

"Makimura, hold on."

Kneeling on the side of the bed, Asai, who was applying medicine to Mucun, frowned.

"You really can't get used to this medicine no matter how many times you use it." Mucun gasped wildly with cold sweat on his face.

"This is a well-known magic medicine in my hometown of Samoa. It has a miraculous effect on this kind of cut. Although it hurts a little, bear with it."

After that, Asai tilted a small gourd in his hand forward again, and the light brown liquid medicine flowed out from the mouth of the gourd, pouring it towards the wound on Mucun's abdomen.

Mucun only felt that a ball of fire seemed to flow on him.

The screams spewed out from Mucun's mouth again.

At the door of the room not far away, Lin was bowing and apologizing to the tenant living in the next room who came to complain because she couldn't bear Mucun's screams.

"I'm really sorry."

Lin bowed to the middle-aged woman in front of her with a faultless bow.

"I'll let my partner take care."

Seeing Lin's good attitude of admitting her mistakes, the tenant, who was half angry, finally stopped pursuing it.

After the lodger who came to complain left, Asai's change of dressing for Mucun had just ended.

"This painful dressing change" said Mucun weakly lying on the bed in a "big" shape, "does it have to be done three times a day?"

"That's right." Asai put away his medicine pot and said without hesitation, "These medicines of mine can effectively prevent your wound from suppurating. If you don't want your wound to suppurate and die, just obediently change the medicine on time every day." .”

"Can't it be reduced to 2 times?"

"Mihachi." This time, Huan Lin said to Mucun in an unhappy tone, "Don't hide your illness from medical treatment. Please change your medicine on time every day."

"Yes"

"Master!" At this moment, Shimada's voice suddenly sounded from outside the room.

"It's Katsurokuro, come in."

Seeing Lin's permission to enter, Shimada opened the door and stepped into the room quickly.

Shimada held a large paper bag in his arms, which was filled with steaming steamed buns.

He was ordered by Lin just now to go out to buy dinner for their group tonight.

After entering the room, Shimada immediately said to Lin:

"My lord, when I just came back, I happened to meet Master Shenshan at the hotel. He said he was looking for Senior Mucun."

"Looking for Mihachi?" Lin raised her eyebrows, "Let him in."

"Makimura, thank you very much this time."

In the room where Mucun, Asai, and Shimada lived, Kamiyama sat opposite Mucun and his party, saluting respectfully to Mucun in front of him.

With the help of Shimada, Mucun, who sat up, nodded slightly to show that he accepted the gift and returned it.

"You're welcome. I just did what I could."

"I didn't expect that." The emotion in Shenshan's eyes became complicated, "The mastermind behind the scenes is actually Kunie."

"No." After a long silence, Mucun said softly with an expressionless face, "Master Shenshan. From some perspectives, Shunliu is not behind the scenes."

"Shunliu said something to me three nights ago."

"He said that there are a lot of people who hate the shogunate, and he easily assembled a team."

"If it weren't for the fact that there are so many people who hate the shogunate, Shun Liuyi alone would not be able to accomplish anything."

"It's better to say that if this is an era when the number of people who hate the shogunate is small, whether Shunroku will become like that is a question."

"So Master Shenshan, do you understand what I just said?"

Grab and grab.Shenshan smiled wryly.

"Mukun, your question makes it quite difficult for me, a vassal, to answer."

"Just understand what I mean." Mucun shrugged, "Okay, Lord Shenshan, let's stop the gossip. I have a question for you."

After finishing speaking, Mu Cun pouted his chin at a very cautious young man kneeling behind the mountain.

"Master Shenshan, who is that person? It doesn't look like an official."

Shenshan did not come alone.

He brought two people with him.

Mu Cun recognized one of them, and he was one of Shenshan's confidantes.

Mucun had never seen the other person's face in the execution office.

"Oh, he."

Shenshan turned his head and took a look at the cautious young man.

I have been reading for a long time. "He's the one you want."

Hearing Shenshan's words, Lin, who had been kneeling and listening to the scene just now, was the first to realize what Shenshan's words meant, and her pupils shrank slightly.

"Makimura, the premise of your cooperation with me is that after the matter is completed, the doctor named Xuanren who is suspected of treating the dead will be released and brought for you to meet?"

"This young man is the doctor Xuanren."

Chapter 335 Ogata and A-machi in "Relationship Deterioration"

Lin and his party all focused their attention on that young man—that is, Xuan Ren.

With an ordinary appearance, there is a bookish look in his brows and eyes-from the appearance, this Xuanren has a very standard doctor's appearance.

"Then—" Shenshan stood up slowly while talking, "I have already delivered the person, so I will take my leave first."

Lin and his party were not surprised that Shenshan left so quickly.

After experiencing a series of incidents such as the "Nijo Castle attack" three days ago, when Tadahiro Toda was forced to self-confine in his own home, all the big and small things in Kyoto City were on the shoulders of Kamiyama.

The various scrolls and documents currently piled up on the Shenshan table are probably already piled up as high as a mountain.

Shenshan actually took time out of his busy schedule to meet Mucun, which surprised Lin and his party.

He stood up straight and walked out of the room. When Shenshan was about to pass through the door, Shenshan's feet suddenly stopped.

"... Mucun."

Shenshan, who was standing at the door of the room, turned his head to look at Mucun.

"I need to announce to the whole of Kyoto: Is it because of the blessing of a 'hara and power' named Makimura Yahachi that our Kyoto Prefecture can catch those lunatics who intend to destroy Kyoto?"

"No need." Mucun shrugged and replied without thinking, "I didn't do so many things to make the common people in Kyoto feel grateful to me."

"Also—it's not entirely my credit to be able to catch those lunatics."

Speaking of this, Mumura raised his left and right hands, his right hand hooked Shimada's neck sitting on his right side, and his left hand hooked Asai's neck sitting on his left side.

"Without the help of my companions, Hasegawa-sama, and the officials of the Magistrate's Office, even if I have superpowers, I would not be able to catch those lunatics."

"Master Shenshan, instead of announcing my great achievements to the whole of the capital with great fanfare, you might as well use that energy to thank my companions, invite Master Hasegawa to drink some good wine, and give some generous rewards to the officials in the execution office."

As soon as Mucun's voice fell, Asai, who was hooked by Mucun's shoulders, immediately said:

"I did nothing 3 days ago, don't thank me."

Just as Asai finished speaking, Shimada, who was also being hooked by Mucun's neck, also said immediately:

"I don't need it anymore. I didn't do anything extraordinary 3 days ago, so I don't need to thank me or give me rewards or anything."

Shenshan directed his gaze directly at Mucun.

The emotions in the eyes are quite complicated, making it difficult for people to see clearly what Shenshan is thinking.

After a while, Shenshan let out a few low laughter:

"Instead of thanking me, how about thanking other people... Haha, Mucun, this answer is really full of your demeanor."

"I see. Since none of your companions are willing to accept my thanks. You also don't want to let the whole capital know about you, so I won't force you either."

"As you said, I will treat Hasegawa to a good drink afterwards, and give enough rewards to the officials in the execution office."

After all, Shenshan did not stop any longer, and walked out in big strides.

It wasn't until Shenshan disappeared from everyone's field of vision, and the sound of its footsteps gradually faded away until they could not be heard at all, that Lin and his party turned their attention back to Xuanren who was still kneeling and sitting opposite them.

"That..." Xuanren whispered softly, just about to say something.

However, before Xuanren could utter the complete words, Lin interrupted:

"Let's talk slowly after the business, anyway, there is still more time. Let's eat first."

Lin took out the pile of steamed buns that Shimada had just bought.

"I can tell just by looking at your face—you must have not eaten properly for many days, right?"

As if to confirm what Lin said just now, Xuanren swallowed frantically after seeing the bread Lin took out.

"Katsurokuro."

"exist!"

"Go out and buy something and come back."

"Yes!"

……

……

That night——

Kyoto, the residence of Fuma.

Ogata, Lin, and Fumo gathered in the room and had dinner together.

Ogata, who was silently drinking the hot porridge in the bowl, looked at Machi sitting opposite him from time to time.

And Ah-machi didn't seem to notice the gaze cast by Ogata, just kept eating the food in his bowl silently.

And Fuma also noticed the slightly weird atmosphere between Ogata and A-Machi, and raised his face from the bowl from time to time, looking at Ogata and A-Machi at the same time.

Ogata originally thought that Ah-machi would slap him after seeing him wake up, and blamed him for knocking her unconscious 3 days ago and doing such a dangerous thing as "attacking Nijo Castle".

However—such a picture did not appear.

After A-cho returned home this afternoon after buying the ingredients for tonight, and saw Ogata who had woken up, A-cho's reaction...was very flat.

After only saying "Great", he took the pile of ingredients he bought and went to the kitchen to prepare dinner for tonight.

A-Machi's overly bland reaction made Ogata feel...he couldn't get up or down.

Probably to ease the weird atmosphere around him, Fumo suddenly cleared his throat, and then said to Ogata:

"By the way, brother Ogata, I forgot to tell you something."

"Kondo came to my house in the middle of the night three days ago, and he said—his master and him are waiting for him at my house."

"Kondo?" Ogata raised an eyebrow.

——Yeah... I almost forgot about it...

After hearing the name "Kondo", Ogata suddenly remembered that he and Kondo still had an agreement.

Ogata promised Kondo that as long as Kondo handed over the wife and daughter of the owner of Inaba Hall and the rifle to Shenshan or Hasegawa, he would give Kondo some guidance on swordsmanship.

The place they agreed on was Feng Mo's home.

"Because you were still injured and unconscious at that time, I told Kondo: Your master was injured a little bit and is recovering from his injuries. You can come back in a few days. Send Kondo away temporarily."

"Master Fumo, I'm really sorry to trouble you..." Ogata smiled wryly.

"Nothing." Feng Mo waved his hand, "It's just a trivial matter."

Thanks to Fuma's interjection, the surrounding atmosphere has improved a lot.

After silently eating everything in the bowl and saying: "I'm full", Xu Bian silently got up and went back to the room where he was recuperating and resting these days.

Although Ogata was still a little unsteady when he walked due to the large and small injuries on his body, he was able to do such a small thing as walking back to his room.

After returning to his own room, Obi went straight to the knife rack placed in the corner of the room.