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Chapter 537: The Death of the Ninja

Chapter 537 The Sorrow of Ninja

Tayama Motokun personally led his people to pick up the pirate leader who claimed to be a member of the Oda family and captured him alive from the Daming Navy anchored in the port. He immediately took him to Kyoto and imprisoned him in the Kameji Temple.

At this time, the system of Japan was still quite chaotic. At the ruler level, there were public houses belonging to the emperor's court, and samurai families serving as subordinates of the shogunate. Legally, there were also public house laws of the imperial court and samurai laws of the shogunate. Since the shogunate at that time controlled the actual situation,

Power, the samurai law of the shogunate became the main law of Japanese society.

The law at that time was still very primitive, and there was no special judicial branch. In some areas that were not directly governed by the imperial court and the shogunate, clans, wealthy merchants, etc. jointly formed private judicial institutions to deal with local criminal matters. Various daimyo,

The guards also did their own thing within their own jurisdiction, and there were only a few simple punishments such as execution and exile.

In Kyoto, it was relatively formal, but there were no specialized legal institutions or prisons. At that time, there was already a simple imprisonment law, which was usually used for samurai class people who broke the law. The places of imprisonment included their own homes and the samurai's

Event venues and temples.

As the administrator, Tayama Motokun was responsible for government affairs. Cases in Kyoto were reported to him and had to be handled. Therefore, there was a special temple that was used to guard prisoners, and that was the Kameji Temple.

As soon as Motoyama Tayama arrived in the capital from deporting prisoners, guests began to arrive one after another. The first one to come was Hosokawa Mitsurugi. Commander Hosokawa wanted to meet the pirate leader. The Hosokawa family and the Shiba family were in the same situation, so he

He would not give up any opportunity to attack the Shiba family and regain the position of the Hosokawa family as the first leader. Of course, Tayama Motokuni refused to agree.

He has the smallest power among the three leaders. No matter who takes the position, he will have no substantial benefit. If he agrees to Hosokawa Mitsubishi's request, he will definitely offend General Shiba. His mission was entrusted to him by Ashikaga Yoshimitsu.

As long as the person is caught, it will be none of his business to hand it over to Ashikaga Yoshimitsu.

Hosokawa Mitsurugi had just left in anger, and Shiba Yishou arrived again. He had the same purpose as Hosokawa Mitsurugi, which was to meet the pirate leader who claimed to be the Oda family. He was accompanied by his retainers, the Oda family.

The head of the family, Oda Tsunematsu.

Out of the same considerations, Tayama Motokuni also sternly rejected Shiba Yishang. In front of him, he mobilized a large number of warriors and surrounded the temple hall so that birds could not enter, to show his impartiality.

Tayama Motokun had no choice but to leave angrily. As soon as he left the Kameji Temple, Oda Tsunematsu said: "Master, don't worry too much. If the person who was arrested was really one of ours, he must have been unable to figure out the situation."

, only then did he reveal his origins. When the General interrogates him, he will definitely not reveal any unfavorable information."

Shiba Yijiang had a sullen face and snorted coldly: "Oda-kun, to this day, you still can't be sure whether the person arrested is one of your people?"

Oda Tsunematsu said with some embarrassment: "Sir, my brother Tsunetake has always been responsible for this matter. I have sent someone back to Owari to inquire, but the news has not been sent back yet. However, don't worry, sir, as long as he is really us

A person must be a loyal and brave warrior who is not afraid of death, and will not reveal any information that is detrimental to Your Excellency. In fact, even if he wanted to confess, he would not be able to reveal anything, and their knowledge is very limited."

General Si Boyi said coldly: "It's best to do this! Otherwise, you should commit suicide by committing seppuku!"

"yes!"

Tayama Motoyama sent General Shiba away and went back to the temple for a walk. When he saw two samurai being imprisoned inside, he asked, "What crime have they committed?"

The samurai in charge of the custody said quickly: "This man's name is Nomura Shiro, and he is guilty of forging documents for evading taxes; the person over there is Taniguchi Oki, who is imprisoned for committing adultery with his stepmother."

Tayama Motokuni waved his hands impatiently and said: "The most important prisoners are being held here, drive them out, give them 'closed door' punishment, and let them serve their sentences at home!"

"yes!"

Tanaka Motokuni gave an order, and the two guilty samurai were unexpectedly released and left happily, leaving only the prisoner tied to the pillars of the palace.

Tanaka Motokuni made a tour and gave a serious order: "Keep a close eye on this place. Don't make the slightest mistake before the general interrogates the prisoner!"

"yes!"

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Momochi Kotaro was lying quietly on his back under the floor. The space was very small. Not to mention turning over, he couldn't even lift his hands. He could only keep curling up on his chest. There were eight taros strung on the "necklace" around his neck. He used

He moved the necklace to his mouth bit by bit with his fingers, bit the dry and hard taro into his mouth one by one, and chewed it slowly until it was completely decomposed, and then slowly swallowed it into his stomach.

This is the last bit of "carrying food" left on him. He has been waiting patiently for five days in this humid, crawler-infested small space. Now that the target has appeared, he does not need to save rations anymore. After eating the food, he

Then he squeezed out a "thirst-quenching pill" made of ergot, prunes and sugar from his collar, and carefully put it into his mouth.

He is an outstanding ninja of the Momochi family. He has never failed in the tasks he is responsible for. This time, the employer paid a huge price, which is enough to buy the living needs of his family for half a year. He cannot fail even more.

.

The outside was already full of samurai. If he waited until the target appeared before he started taking action, there was no guarantee that he would be able to sneak into the temple smoothly. Although ordinary people who didn't know the details spread their ninja skills to miraculous things, he certainly knew that ninjutsu did not exist.

It's not that magical, and it can be like being in a deserted land under the noses of so many warriors.

Therefore, before the target was escorted to Kyoto, he sneaked in when the defense was lax and hid under the floor. He could run on the sand without making a sound, and he could hold his breath in the water for a long time.

If special equipment is used to provide air, he can stay quietly underwater for a day and a night. This kind of endurance is unimaginable for an ordinary person, but he has been trained in this area since he was a child, and he has become very accustomed to this kind of life.

Already.

For example, right now, he stayed motionless in such a small space under the floor for five days and five nights, and he was still very conscious and showed no signs of going crazy.

Waiting patiently, it was getting dark. Lamp oil was a very luxurious thing. No one would waste light on a prisoner. The temple was already dark, so Kotaro began to take action.

He was in a corner of the temple, where an old incense table was placed. He quietly pried open the floor piece by piece and gently placed it aside. Kotaro lay there without moving, taking a breath of fresh air first.

Then he slowly crawled out from the bottom of the pit. The target was a few pillars away. While hiding under the floor, Kotaro had already heard everything that happened in the temple.

Xingtaro was not in a hurry, he started to move his body like a snake, because after completing the task, he still had to escape alive. Although breaking in from the inside out could have unexpected effects, if his body was not flexible enough, he would not be able to fully

Take advantage of this rare opportunity.

The joints made a clicking sound in the silent night. It was actually very slight, but he stopped immediately and listened quietly for a while to make sure there was nothing unusual before continuing to move.

He felt that his body was flexible enough, so he quietly sneaked forward close to the pillars.

He is wearing monk's clothes, which will be the best cover for him after escaping from Kyoto. Ninjas are not actually like those shown in the movies, who always appear in black clothes and masks, with long swords tied to their backs.

In order to perform tasks, they often need to dress up as various people, such as beggars, monks, jugglers, roadside vendors, samurai, ronin, quacks and even men disguised as women.

The Japanese pirate leader was tied to the palace pillar and was drowsy. Suddenly he seemed to notice something. He suddenly opened his eyes and saw that everything in front of him was dark and silent.

"So sensitive!" He muttered to himself. As soon as his eyelids closed, his mouth was tightly covered by a strong palm, and at the same time, a sharp instrument passed through his throat.

In great pain, the pirate leader suddenly opened his eyes. He wanted to shout, but his mouth was tightly covered. He wanted to inhale and struggled, but the air leaked directly from his throat, and his heart could not be replenished.

After struggling violently for only a moment, the Japanese pirate leader opened his eyes wide and died.

Kotaro wiped the poisoned "shuriken" on the pirate leader's clothes, put it away again, and then quietly swept towards the entrance of the palace.

It seemed very simple to succeed, but with all the preparations he had made in advance, if someone else had threatened him with death, he wouldn't have been able to do it.

In the quiet night, there was a burst of noise in the Divine Turtle Temple, and then a black shadow flew out like a sword from the string.

The night in Kyoto is dark, and the whole city is asleep. Only the shallow crescent moon and bright stars in the sky bring a glimmer of light to the city under the night.

Kotaro ran away, the wind passing by him, as if he was riding on the wind. He got rid of the pursuers. The joy of success made him, who was always cautious, a little careless. Just this, a sword suddenly lit up in the night.

Light, he did not hide away.

He only had time to twist around, and the sword pierced his ribs, immediately staining the monk's robe with blood. Kotaro reluctantly ducked out of the way, and threw a "shuriken" out of his hand. The "shuriken" almost hit every target within ten steps.

, and it was dark at this time, and the opponent had almost no possibility of dodge. Fortunately, when he threw the hidden weapon, he was getting rid of the opponent's long knife, and his accuracy was a bit wrong. The "shuriken" flew past the opponent's cheek, only on the cheek.

Cut a wound.

The wound under his ribs was so deep that his internal organs seemed to be flowing out from the crack. Kotaro held the wound tightly, but blood was still gurgling out.

"Are you Aono?"

Because Kotaro wanted to hide under the floor and did not carry a long weapon, another "shuriken" suddenly appeared in his hand, but before he could throw it, he saw a familiar figure on the opposite side and suddenly exclaimed.

The person opposite was dressed like a beggar who had to sleep on the street at night. He was unkempt and the night was dark. It was originally difficult to identify him, but how could he not recognize his closest relatives? Only seeing the blurry human form, Momochi Kotaro recognized the other person's face.

identity.

"Are you...uncle?"

The person opposite heard his voice and couldn't help but exclaimed.

The two people faced each other, both at a loss for a moment.

Kotaro didn't know who hired his nephew, and Momochi Aono also didn't know that the person who hired him asked him to kill his uncle. The two of them silently confronted each other for a moment, and Kotaro said: "Come on! Let me take a look.

How has your kung fu improved?"

"yes!"

Baidi Qingye bowed respectfully to his closest relatives and elders, then raised his long sword and slashed fiercely.

At this time, most of the ninjas came from Iga and Koka. The ninjas in the two places had the same ancestors and were related to each other. However, this did not prevent them from taking on any tasks. If their employer was in a hostile relationship and needed them

If they are fighting against each other, they have to fight against each other without hesitation. This is their code of conduct and the foundation of their integrity in this business.

I have to say that they are very dedicated.

Although Kotaro Momochi is the most outstanding ninja in the family, he has been seriously injured on his ribs and has no weapon in his hand. How could he be the opponent of Momochi Aoye? When the sharp long knife in Momochi Aoye's hand stabbed into his

When it hits your heart, it's all over.

Kotaro Momochi fell limply to the ground, looking at his nephew. He opened his mouth and wanted to speak, but no sound came out. Life was quickly passing away from him.

Baidi Qingye was stunned for a moment, then he quickly pounced on his uncle and began to search him.

He was poisoned! "Shuriken" is a polygonal hidden weapon, with a swastika shape or a shape like a petal. It mainly relies on the sharp corners when circling to cut the enemy. It is not fatal enough, so ninjas will

Each corner was coated with poison, so that it could become a real murder weapon. The first shuriken thrown by Momochi Kotaro had already cut his cheek, and he realized that the poison had begun to take effect.

His face was unconscious.

The poisons used by ninjas are extracted from minerals, plants and even some highly poisonous animals. The ingredients of the poisons prepared by each ninja are different, even for fathers and sons, or husbands and wives. If the antidote given by Baiji Qingye is not suitable for the disease,

, it can’t cure Kotaro’s poison.

"Where is the antidote, where is it?"

Momochi Aono hurriedly searched Momochi Kotaro's body. Their antidote, like many portable items, would not be packed in bottles and jars with a bunch of labels indicating their uses and names, but

It can be sewn on the corners of clothes, sleeves, knees, hair buns... it can be anywhere. Only its owner understands its purpose.

However, because Momochi Aono and Kokeiro were from the same family, he believed that as long as he found the antidote, he would still be able to identify it. The problem was that he had already found a bunch of things from Kotaro's body, but he didn't see the antidote.

Kotaro was speechless. When he was dying, the stars in the sky flickered and flickered, as if they were blinking at him, just like his wife's bright eyes: "The person who hired Aono is also from the Ming Dynasty."

, otherwise, Qingye would not have grasped my whereabouts so accurately, but...why? Why did he hire me with a lot of money, and then he hired someone to kill me? I have obviously completed my mission..."

Kotaro's employer is dressed like a big businessman in Japan. He can speak fluent Japanese and there is no flaw in his demeanor. However, one of the skills that a ninja learns is to learn to observe everything and any clues.

As the most outstanding ninja of the Mochichi family, Kotaro can see through the opponent's disguise.

But no matter how outstanding a ninja is, he is just a tool. He cannot understand the other party's purpose. The stars and moonlight disappear in his eyes, and he is like the city of Kyoto at this time, falling into a silent night that will never end. He

His nephew lay on his body, silently, no longer breathing.

Quietly, several people appeared, carefully checked the situation of the two people, and reported in Chinese to a man who had been standing there with his hands behind his hands: "Sir, they are all dead!"

"Then we don't need Qianlong to take action? Withdraw!"

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