I Was a Swordsman in Ancient Japan

"The ... base camp of the Negishi family?"

"do you know?"

"I do not know."

"How could I know where the base camp of those guys is..."

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The villagers in Sihe Village talked a lot, but no one could stand up and answer loudly where the base camp of the Ogata Negishi family was.

"No one knows?" Ogata was a little surprised.

"Master Samurai..." An old man said to Xu Fang, "The Negishi family is very cunning... They never tell us where their base camp is, and we haven't researched where their base camp is..."

"Then does anyone know where to go to collect information about 'Where is the base camp of the Negishi family'?" Ogata changed the question.

The villagers of Sihe Village started talking again.

The person who answered Ogata this time was a middle-aged woman:

"In the neighboring Karamoto Village, there is a casino run by the Negishi family. There are people from the Negishi family guarding it all the time. If you go there, you may be able to ask the people from the casino. The base camp of the Negishi family..."

"Garmoto village... which direction is this village?"

"Just go straight in this direction." The middle-aged woman pointed to the southwest.

"Thank you."

After thanking the middle-aged woman, Ogata held the knife at his waist and walked quickly in the direction the middle-aged woman pointed.

However, before he had gone a few steps, he was stopped by a familiar voice.

"Master Samurai!"

"It's Jiro..."

The owner of this familiar voice was none other than Jiro.

At this time, Jirou was holding his daughter who was crying on his chest, who was still not calmed down because of the fright.

"Master Samurai! Are you going to the base camp of the Negishi family?"

"Exactly.

Ogata replied without thinking, "Without that money, I don't even have dinner today." "

"No way!" Jilang said anxiously, "The Negishi family has a lot of people, and you are not their opponent by yourself!"

"So what?" Just as Jilang spoke, Ookai said in a decisive tone.

After saying that, Ogata turned his head and left without any hesitation, heading towards Karamoto Village.

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Squeak, squeak, squeak, squeak...

The foot stepped into the snow and made a "squeak, squeak" sound.

A young samurai walked unhurriedly in the flat snow.

The cheeks are fair and clear, and the figure is medium and thin.

There was an air of tranquility exuding from his body.

Against the background of this quiet atmosphere, he does not look like a warrior wielding swords and guns, but more like a scholar who is familiar with ancient and modern times.

He has long hair, wears an ordinary kimono and hakama, and an ordinary crimson feather.

Although his clothes are ordinary, there is one thing on his face that is not ordinary.

Such a thing is - a pair of glasses that are obviously from the Nanban.

A samurai wearing glasses walks in the snow - such a sight, I have to say, is quite rare.

Just as the "spectacled warrior" was silently rushing towards his destination, he suddenly noticed the sound of hurried snow treading in the distance beside him.

"Samurai with Spectacles" followed the prestige.

In the distance to his right, a samurai who should be about the same age as him in appearance, with long hair like him, but dressed in light green feathers, is hurrying forward.

Because the distance between the two was a bit far, and the "Samurai on the Road" in light green feathers was on his way wholeheartedly, so this person did not notice the existence of the "Samurai with Spectacles".

The "samurai with glasses" cast a surprised look at the "samurai on the road" who was in a hurry through the lens.

Because the pace of this "rushing warrior" who was hurrying on his way was much faster than that of the glasses warrior.

So after a while, the "spectacled warrior" could only see the shrinking back of the "rushing warrior".

Looking at the shrinking back of the "Samurai on the Road", the "Samurai with Spectacles" murmured in a calm tone at a volume that only he could hear clearly:

"I met an incredible person..."

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Ogata followed the direction pointed by the middle-aged woman in Sihe Village just now.

After running wildly all the way for an unknown amount of time, Ogata finally saw the shadow of a building emerging in front of him.

The area of ​​Gangben Village is much larger than that of Sihe Village.

Judging from the expressions of the villagers and the damage of the houses, it seems that Gangben Village is much richer than Sihe Village.

There is no security around Karamoto Village.

Even if they swaggered into Karamoto Village, none of the villagers cast a strange look at Ogata.

He only looked at Ogata indifferently, and then went on to do his own business.

Judging from the indifference of the villagers, they seemed to be quite used to having strangers coming and going in and out of their village.

Ogata randomly found a villager and asked him where the casino was.

The villager Ogata found was an elderly man.

After hearing that Ogata was inquiring about the location of the casino, the old man sighed softly.

"Master Samurai, are you here to gamble too?"

"Probably." Ogata panicked casually.

"Master Samurai, let me advise you—whether you're here to play or to make money, it's better to stay away from our casinos."

The old man said to Ogata in a sincere tone.

"I have lived in this village for many years."

"I can see countless people pouring into our village every year, wanting to make a fortune through gambling."

"But they were all without exception—all of them lost their fortunes."

"Some people even lose to the point of selling their children."

"It's impossible to get rich by gambling."

"Once you're at the table, no one wants to come down empty-handed and keep betting and betting until there's nothing left to bet on."

"So I advise you to leave here as soon as possible."

"Old man, thank you for your kindness." Ogata bowed lightly to the kind-hearted old man, "But I have made up my mind."

"You... well, forget it." The old man seemed to give up, and sighed, "Young people are like this, only after you really fell down, you will know regret... Since you insist on going Bet, then I won't stop you either."

After all, the old man pointed behind him.

"You go straight in this direction, then take the first right and you'll see the casino."

After pointing out the direction to Ogata, the old man walked away without saying a word, as if he was too lazy to straighten out Ogata.

After watching the old man who kindly advised him not to gamble leave, Ogata muttered:

"Are there a lot of people coming to this village to gamble every year... No wonder the villagers here look familiar after seeing me, a wanderer, enter their village..."