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It was almost afternoon when Long Jing came out of the tavern.As expected, the salesman has been around the streets a lot, and he knows a thing or two about national affairs, trivial matters, and country rumors. There is even a legend about evil ghosts eating people.

"In the 13th year of Tenpo, Tokugawa Ieki, Emperor Hitaka." Ryui read in his heart.It's a pity that he doesn't know much about Japanese history, and he doesn't know that this year is 1842. Not only Japan will be shaken by the turmoil of the end of the Tokugawa period, but also the Qing Dynasty across the sea will usher in major changes that have not happened in a thousand years.

Back to the present, from his few words, Longjing still realized that this world was not an ordinary world, and there seemed to be more terrifying things hidden deeper in it.

Long Jing had some expectations. If nothing else, he spent 5 skill points to come to this world. At least he had to get his money back.

Standing on the street in front of the tavern.Long Jing closed his eyes and used his breath to sense his surroundings.Sure enough, I felt a lot of powerful Qi. Among ordinary people, they were as conspicuous as light bulbs among fireflies.

And some of these powerful qi are in Edo Castle.

After practicing, Longjing can not only feel Qi, but can also simply use Qi.

Although he hasn't reached the point of flying yet, he can still use his energy to create a gust of wind around him. Although it's useless, it's still pretty cool.

In addition, Longjing can also condense air bombs in the palm of his hand. Although this air bomb is not very powerful, it can still be regarded as a long-range attack method.

Longjing targeted the Qi closest to him, opened his eyes, and walked away.

Not far away, I saw two men in tattered and patched clothes kneeling on the side of the road.

I saw that they had dark skin and fluffy buns. One was older and the other was younger.

As long as the older man with the sword passed in front of him, he would stop him and kneel in front of him, as if he was begging for something.The younger one seemed to be holding a bag in his arms, filled with something.Whenever the older one finished speaking, he would show the contents of the bag to passers-by.

However, passers-by shook their heads and left directly.

Seemingly seeing the knife on Longjing's waist, the two hurriedly came over to block Longjing's way.

The two came to Longjing and were about to kowtow, but Longjing stopped them.

The older one raised his head and said to Longjing: "Master Samurai, our village has been attacked by bandits. Please save us, Master Samurai!"

Longjing saw his ravaged face.They are all traces of time and are covered with calluses. His hands with thick knuckles look like they are used to doing heavy work, but he has only a skinny body with a stooped waist.

Longjing felt that with his current strength, even if he walked through the rain of swords, guns, and swords, he would still be in a deserted place, let alone a mere bandit or robber.Seeing that the two of them were really pitiful, he simply put aside the matter of finding a strong enemy and agreed without saying a word.

"No problem, where is your village?"

As if he didn't expect Longjing to agree so happily, the younger one stopped taking out the bag in his arms.

The two of them were surprised at first, then became embarrassed, and they looked at each other.

When the older man saw the younger man taking out half of the bag and stuffing it into his arms, he smacked his tongue as if to hit him, and then the younger man took out the bag again.

Opening the mouth of the bag, it turned out to be a bag of white rice.

The older one said slightly apologetically: "This is our reward, please accept it."

As if he was afraid that Longjing would regret it, he continued: "This is the only rice left in our village. We can no longer take out other things! But as long as you agree, we will definitely repay you even if it is a cow or a horse." Of your kindness!”

"Please!" The two of them said before bowing down again.

"No need to kneel down." Long Jing hurriedly helped the two of them.

Looking at the bag of rice in front of me, which is less than one kilogram.A familiar feeling came over me.

As mentioned before, Longjing had a special liking for sword and halberd films in his previous life.When talking about sword and halberd films, you have to mention Akira Kurosawa, and when talking about Akira Kurosawa, you have to mention Seven Samurai.

Isn't the scene before me the scene at the beginning of Seven Samurai when a few peasants come to the city and hire samurai to fight against the bandits?

Longjing was a little happy and said to the two of them: "I don't need your thanks. They are just bandits. You can just lead the way."

When the two heard this, they didn't look very surprised. Instead, they looked at each other and seemed hesitant to speak.However, the young man was not slow in collecting things, and he hid the bag in his arms again.

Longjing was a little confused. He remembered that in the movie, after the farmers found a samurai, they were filled with joy and ready to go back.The same samurai asked about the number of bandits and said that he could not deal with so many by himself. After persuasion, the farmers decided to find more samurai, and finally found seven.

Seeing the two of them looking like this, Long Jing asked with some confusion: "Is there any problem?"

"Don't dare! It's just that I'm a little worried if you are the only one." The older man spoke, but he was afraid of offending Long Jing and hurriedly explained: "No, I'm not questioning you, Sir Samurai, I just think that if you Wouldn’t it be better if there were more?”

Long Jing smiled and said: "They are just bandits, and they are not enough for me to fight alone. Don't worry!"

But after Longjing said this, the two of them still stood there with tangled expressions on their faces.

Long Jing was suspicious, narrowed his eyes and said, "Are you hiding something from me?"

"How dare we?" The old man said hurriedly: "There are really many bandits. I am really worried that our lives will die like weeds. I really don't dare to harm the samurai." .”

"Don't worry." Long Jing heard this and said with a smile, "Not only will nothing happen to me, but you won't be harmed in the slightest by them either."

But I thought that everyone in my village could only scrape together such a bag of rice.

The two of them also knelt on the street for a whole day.

After he told the whole story, two kind-hearted samurai also wanted to help, but when they saw that the reward was only a small bag of rice, they became furious and left in a hurry.

A person like the one in front of me who agrees to a big deal without asking for anything in return may be the only one he will meet in this life.

Thinking like this, the old man sighed in his heart and resigned himself to fate, and said to Longjing: "Of course we trust the samurai, and I will lead the way."

With that said, the two of them headed out of the city first.Along the way, Longjing chatted with the two of them and learned that the older man's name was Ganhachiro and the younger man's name was Taro. Neither of them had surnames.He is a villager from an unknown village thirty miles away from Edo Castle.

"If it's only thirty miles away from Edo City, won't there be people from the government to clean it up?"

"Those guys only show up when they are collecting taxes and collecting labor." Taro snorted dissatisfied.But he was scolded by the older Ganhachiro.

"Adults, don't you want to be like children?" Ganhachiro apologized.

"Just call me Longjing." Longjing said, "I wonder how many bandits there are?"

"Three, three people!" Imanhachiro said.

"How many people are there in your village?"

"There are 33 people, men, women, old and young," Iwahachiro replied.

"If there are 30 people, even if the labor force is only 1/4, there should be seven or eight people. If you swarm up a mere three bandits, you should beat them to death."

Hearing Longjing's question, Ganhachiro hurriedly said: "These bandits have their hands full of blood. How can we have the courage to fight them?"

Ganhachiro said and smiled favorably to Longjing: "Now that we have Mr. Longjing, we also have a backbone. If they still dare to come, we will swarm him and beat him to death with sticks."

At first, Long Jing was just a little suspicious, but now after hearing what he said, he was even more sure. Even if the two people in front of him were not treacherous, they must be hiding something from him.

After all, just now I felt that it was not safe to be alone in Longjing, and I had been thinking of finding a few more warriors.Now he says that as long as they have a backbone, the villagers can beat the bandits to death with sticks. Such inconsistent words are really suspicious.

However, Long Jing neither left on the spot nor made any remarks.He wanted to see what kind of medicine the two men in front of him were selling in the gourd?

If these two people are some treacherous villains, Long Jing would have to continue the treachery to eradicate the evil.If these two people were really in any kind of suffering, they wouldn't be willing to die without help.

Originally, with Longjing's foot power, the mountain road of only thirty miles could be reached in a matter of seconds with Longjing's full strength.But there were two ordinary farmers on the road together, so it was getting late when we arrived at this unknown village.

There were already people waiting eagerly at the entrance of the village, as if they had been waiting for a long time.

I saw that although the man's clothes were old, there were few patches, and the clothes were relatively clean. Compared with other villagers, he was more respectable. He must be an important person in the village.

When the man saw Iwahachiro and Taro arriving, he was first surprised. When he saw that only Ryuujing was following him, he couldn't help but look behind them.But no other figures could be seen, so he cast doubtful eyes on the two of them.

Iwapachiro shook his head imperceptibly, and the man sighed slightly, but also hurriedly greeted Longjing with a smile.

He quickly stepped forward, knelt down three steps away from Longjing and said: "Heijiro, the head of this village is my father. My father has limited legs and feet, so he asked me to come to greet you. I am really grateful that you can come to save us." Thank you! Master Samurai, please come to my house to rest temporarily."

Long Jing could only nod.

This village is located in a mountain col.There are only a dozen houses in the entire village. The houses are made of wood and have thatched roofs.It can be seen that the villagers here are really struggling. Many house walls are damaged, and they can only be filled with some rotten wood to protect them from wind and rain.

The arrival of Longjing also attracted the attention of everyone in the village. Not only the children, but also many adults stood at the door of their homes and watched silently.