I was a swordsman in ancient Japan

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"Father! Why did you do that!"

"I've explained it many times, so don't ask me to repeat it: that's just helping Youdo, using their lives in exchange for the next life of the palace, and this gang of Youdo deserves to die. And their sacrifice is worth it, During the days of imprisoning you to prevent you from making trouble, I have successfully made high-quality human gall pills from these filthy human galls, and these batches of human gall pills have now been sent to Kyoto. Rendan Pill, the body under Zhonggong who was infected by lung disease should be cured."

"Father! How can human lives be converted in such a way!"

"Shut up!" Wen Xian, who usually speaks in a soft voice, yelled at the top of his voice, "Human life doesn't matter high or low, this is just to fool children!"

"In this world, some people are more worthy of living than others!"

"If some less important people are sacrificed, so that people who are more worthy of living can live, I am happy to do so!"

"Father." Kuro slowly stood up from the tatami, "Forgive me for your idea, but I can't agree with Yoshitsune!"

After Wen Xian suddenly appeared, the air in the basement was covered with a deadly silence that was so depressing that one couldn't take a deep breath.

And the first person to break the dead silence was Wen Xian.

"Yi Chao, I've already given you a chance." Wen Xian's tone was without sadness, "After you let A Zhu out secretly last time, I didn't pursue this matter."

"I know that the prisoner must be you. Without your help, it would be impossible for Ah Zhu to break free from the chains that bound her and escape from the locked basement."

"Azhu didn't escape successfully, I thought I would let this matter be exposed like this, and pretend nothing happened."

"Now it seems that I chose to let you go, I really need to consider whether it is right or wrong."

"I kindly let you go, but you not only didn't stop, but even worsened."

Yoshitomo turned his gaze to Mamiya at this time.

"You really took great pains. This time, you even found Jiulang to help you."

"Seeing Kuro, who was kicked out of the house for five years, suddenly come back, I feel puzzled."

"Why did Jiulang come back at exactly the time when we got Azhu?"

"So when I saw Jiulang come back, I thought about it: Is it possible that Jiulang was brought back by you Yichao, and the purpose was to entrust Jiulang to help you release Azhu."

"The result was really guessed by me."

"No." Mamiya said coldly, "You guessed wrong. I was not found by Yoshitomo."

"It's purely a coincidence that I came home at exactly this time."

"Fortunately, I came back at this time, otherwise this girl really doesn't know how long she will be tortured by you."

"Didn't you be found by Yoshitomo? Anyway, it's not important." Wen Xian said lightly, "I won't talk nonsense anymore. Jiulang, Yoshitomo, let me get out of Azhu's body." leave."

"As long as you two leave obediently now, nothing will happen to me tonight, and I will only take away the key to your basement from Yichao."

"Impossible." Gamiya rebuffed without thinking, "The one who should get out of the way is you."

"Heh." Wen Xian suddenly let out a few chuckles, "This kind of picture really seems familiar."

"Five years ago, on the eve of you abandoning the name Yamada Asemon and leaving home, we had a similar confrontation."

"Father." Mamiya's tone was unquestionable, "Torturing a little girl repeatedly just to get better quality pills is such absurd thing, whether it's public or private, I can't turn a blind eye."

"Hmph, not only the picture is similar, even what you said is the same as five years ago." Wen Xian paused, "Kurang, let me ask you: Do you know how many people died of lung disease in one year in Edo? ?”

Before Jian Gong could answer, Wen Xian asked and answered by himself:

"Thousands of people died of lung disease every year in Edo."

"And the vast majority of them are not terminally ill, as long as they take high-quality medicine, they can save their lives."

"This is why our human gall pills have never had to worry about buyers, and there are endless people who buy human gall pills."

"But we don't always produce high-quality human gallbladder pills."

"You have also carried the name of Yamada Asemon, so you should know how lucky the making of Hitobimaru is."

"Human gallbladders are taken from the condemned prisoners who were beheaded by us."

"Not every time there are healthy, disease-free and young prisoners on death row, so the quality of the gall taken out is also uneven, which makes the quality of the pills made also high and low."

"And this girl has a body that can regenerate gallbladder."

"She is young, healthy, has high-quality gallbladder, and can make very high-quality human gallbladder pills."

"And I have also personally tested whether the human gall pills made from these continuously regenerating gallbladders of Azhu have any side effects, and there are no strange side effects."

"So, Kuro. Can you understand how precious and important this girl is?"

"Countless people will be saved because of this girl."

Wen Xian's voice gradually became lower and lower.

"Just by sacrificing Azhu, countless families can be spared the pain of family members dying of illness, Jiulang. Don't you agree that this is the right thing to do?"

As soon as Wen Xian's voice fell, Jian Gong answered without thinking:

"I feel so stupid."

His answer was concise and neat.

"Father, what you said just now is just to move yourself."

"Sacrificing this girl in order to save more people infected with lung disease?"

Mamiya squinted at A Zhu behind him.

After Wen appeared behind just now, Ah Zhu immediately seemed to see some indescribably terrifying ghost, his face was terribly pale, his body trembled violently, and he tried to hide behind Yoshitomo.

This reaction of A Zhu, Jian Gong has been watching.

"Father, you are just touching yourself."

"Since you asked me just now how many people die of lung disease in Edo every year, I'll ask you some questions now."

"Father, do you remember when my eyes became bad and I couldn't see things in the distance?"

"16 years old." Wen Xian answered his question very cooperatively with Kamiyaji, "Because you were reading by candlelight every night at that time."

"At that time, you took me around to seek medical treatment." Jian Gong accepted Wen Xian's words, "I tried various methods to correct my eyesight."

"I've even done inexplicable things like drinking yellow talisman water, but none of them worked."

"It wasn't until I left the family that someone helped me find a way to make my eyes see clearly again in Nagasaki."

"Just wear this pair of southern barbarians called glasses."

"That trip to Nagasaki was an unprecedented and precious experience for me."

"That's when I first realized how advanced the Southern barbarians were."

"After in-depth understanding, I realized that certain diseases that are regarded as terminal illnesses in Japan are just simple ailments among the southern barbarians."

"The Southern barbarians have found ways to treat diseases that we Japanese cannot cure."

"The reason is that the southern barbarians have been constantly researching new and more effective treatment methods."

"So, Father. Can you understand what I just said?"

Jian Gong imitated Wen Xian's tone just now.

"As you said just now, I used to be a member of the Yamada Senemon family! So I also know very well that even if the quality of the bile pills is extremely high! It is not guaranteed that everyone will have the medicine after taking it effect!"

"If you really want to heal all people with lung disease in Edo, you should work with doctors to find new and better ways to treat people with lung disease!"

"Instead of torturing an innocent girl here, using the old method, and then still touching myself here! Feeling like I have done a great thing!"

Jian Gong's words, the more sonorous and forceful their tone was as they went on.

"Brother" Yoshitomo stared blankly at Mamiya in front of him.

He never dared to refute his father so loudly face to face.

But the elder brother said "no" to his father without flinching.

Wen Xian's expression, which had always been calm, also changed slightly and became gloomy at this time.

"Does that mean you don't want to get out of the way?"

Mamiya was speechless and just stood there quietly.

After hesitating for a moment, Yichao firmly protected Azhu behind his back, and whispered in a whisper: "Father, please don't do such a heartless thing."

"Negotiations have broken down."

Wen Xian's head drooped slightly, and a helpless and unspeakable emotion appeared on his face.

"I don't want to use this last resort on you"

Wen Xian spread his feet, raised his left hand, and held down the knife handle on his waist.

This simple action of his made Yoshitomo's face pale, and he took half a step back unconsciously.

Yichao retreated, but Jiangong remained motionless.

Both feet seemed to be rooted on the ground, facing the torrential flood-like pressure emanating from Wen Xian at this time.

"Think about it carefully: it's really not suitable for me, who are all warriors, to talk to each other here like a court official."

"Let's end this kind of verbal war that no one can convince anyone."

"Next, let's talk with swords!"

Choke!

Wen Xian suddenly pulled out the scabbard and the black and purple sword with the handle hanging from his left waist.

The candlelight shone into the blade, reflecting a strange, purple cold light.

"Vairocana" Jiangong softly recited the name of the knife in Wen Xian's hand.

As a member of the Yamada Asemon family five years ago, he naturally recognized this sword as the treasured sword made by his grandfather, the sixth generation head of the Yamada Asemon family, and asked to pass it down from generation to generation: Vairocana.

When he was young, Jian Gong once asked Wen Xian: Why did my grandfather name this knife after the name of Dainichi Tathagata in Tantric Buddhism.

"Because holding this knife, it will be like a Tathagata possessed." Wen Xian replied in a proud tone at that time.

Yoshitomo gritted his teeth after being briefly stunned by the shock, and raised his hand to reach for the saber on his left waist.

But as soon as his hand touched the handle of the saber, Gamiya shouted loudly:

"Yi Chao, step back!"

"You can't meddle in this showdown"

"I have to settle with my father alone!"

Choke!

Mamiya also pulled out his knife abruptly.

"Come on, Kuro, no, Yamada Asemon Yoshitsune." Wenxian smiled at this moment, "It's been a long time since I have fought with you, let me see how much you have improved in the past five years."

"Teach anytime."

Gamiya set up the knife.

"Wonder."

"Kuro Mamiya!"

"Oh good posture, it seems that I can go all out after a long time."

Wen Xian raised the knife high.

"Seventh generation head of Yamada Asemon."

"Yamada Asemon Fumaki!"

Jian Gong and Wen Xian shouted in unison: "Let the horse come!"

After yelling, Wen Xian leaped towards Jiangong without a run-up, as if Mount Tai was pressing down on the top, holding his own weight, he slashed at Jiangong from top to bottom.

Gamiya raised his saber to hold Vairocana who was slashing towards his forehead.

The sharp golden iron clang exploded.

With the two as the center, the wind pressure spreads in all directions.

Both of them are top swordsmen.

Both of them have the aura like a rainbow.

The majestic aura of the two of them seemed to transform into a flying dragon at any moment, breaking through this small basement, rushing to the sky, and flying in the night sky of Edo!