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Chapter 809: Something strange happens in Kyoto! Burn Kyoto!5100

Accompanied by an indifferent voice without any emotion, Toshizo Hijikata turned his head slightly and glanced at the executioners aside from the corner of his eyes.

Suddenly, they felt their skin tingling, as if what was shooting at them was not the sight, but knives, like falling into an ice cave, and they shivered several times uncontrollably.

After hurriedly responding, they ran out of the prison as if they were running away.

After a while, they came back to Hijikata Toizan and others, and found two five-inch nails and two hundred-eye candles in their hands.

"Do it."

As he spoke, Hijikata Toizo untied Izumi Mori Kanesada from his waist, sat on a wooden barrel not far away with his golden sword, folded his hands at the bottom of the handle, and held the sword in front of him,

Looking coldly at the pale and trembling Yuya Kiemon.

The executioners looked at each other, and then gritted their teeth in unison.

There was obviously no prior discussion, but they acted in a very tacit understanding.

They pounced on Yuya Kiemon, put down the two boulders on his legs, and untied his legs.

Before Yuya Kiemon could take a breath, a new nightmare came.

The executioners divided the work and cooperated——

One person controlled his head to prevent him from biting his tongue and committing suicide.

One person hugged his body tightly to prevent him from moving.

One person held his legs so that he could drive nails into his feet.

Another man holds a hammer and five-inch nails.

When the skin on the instep felt the cold and sharp touch of the nails, Yuya Kiemon could no longer pretend to be calm.

Although his expression was dominated by a strong look of fear, he still pursed his lips tightly, looking like "even if I am full of fear, I will not give in."

Of course, his "strongness" disappeared after 2 seconds.

"Uhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh-!!!"

The executioner responsible for hammering the nails swung the hammer in his hand vigorously.

The unparalleled severe pain put Yuya Kiemon's nerves under tremendous pressure in an instant.

The shrill scream seemed to tear off his vocal cords.

Even the executioners who were used to seeing horrific scenes and the stubborn Serizawa Kamo couldn't help but change their expressions after hearing such tragic cries.

Only Hijikata Toshizo remained the same, with no sadness or joy on his face, no strange color at all, and he didn't even move his brows.

"Move quickly, I'm in a hurry. If you take your time, don't blame me for punishing you."

Yuya Kemon's screams were certainly terrifying.

But for the majority of the Shinsengumi team members, the angry "Deputy Commander" is even more terrifying!

Under Hijikata Toshizo's urging, the executioners did not dare to neglect.

Within a few moments, both of Yuya Kiemon's feet were turned into a bloody mess, which was too horrible to look at.

And this is just the beginning.

The executioners hung thick ropes from the beams and hung him upside down.

The two large iron nails on his feet were turned upside down because of his body hanging upside down. The executioners set up a hundred-eye candle on each nail tip and lit it.

In the blink of an eye, the hot wax flowed down from the soles of Yuya Kiemon's feet like sticky hot lead and stuck to his calves.

The dizzy feeling of the body hanging upside down, the severe pain of the feet being pierced, the heat and sticky texture of the dripping wax... any of the above are enough to make people's hair stand on end!

To bear all these pains at the same time...is like falling into hell!

I am afraid that even if I exhaust all human languages, I cannot accurately describe the devastation it causes to people!

Yuya Kiemon, who was still able to maintain his integrity during the torture with stone arms, could no longer maintain his calm and heroic demeanor at this time.

"Ahhhhhhh! Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh!!"

Incessant screams.

Distorted expression.

It can be said that those who see it are trembling with fear and those who hear it tremble!

Not long after, the wax oil flowing down gradually solidified and covered the calf, like being stuck in a quagmire. Every pore on the leg was blocked, which made people extremely uncomfortable and added another layer of pain.

On the other hand, the two hundred-eye candles have just faded a little.

Hijikata Toshizo spoke calmly:

"Tell me, who are you? What's going on with that warehouse full of weapons? What are you planning?"

"...I, I...as a...good man who stands upright...will never...succumb to...the enemy...because of pain..."

After hearing this, Hijikata Tosei seemed to be amused and burst into laughter.

"Okay! I have the guts!"

"In that case, let me open my eyes again."

"I really want to see how long you can last."

"Don't let me down, we have plenty of hundred-eye candles."

Having said this, he turned to look at the executioners on the side.

"If the wax solidifies too much and is too thick, remember to peel it off. Otherwise, you won't be able to let him feel the burning heat of the wax all the time."

"yes!"

The screams continued.

The torture is still going on.





Kyoto, Gion——

The two dusty ronin looked around, then lowered the low-brimmed hats in their hands and continued to move forward.

Suddenly, a beggar with ragged clothes and dirty face jumped out of the thorn and blocked their way.

"Two gentlemen! Please be kind! I haven't eaten for three days! Please reward me with some money! If you don't have money, I can give it to the stutterer! I beg you! The merit is immeasurable! The merit is immeasurable!"

Although the facial expressions of these two ronin could not be seen due to the low-brimmed bamboo hats they wore on their heads, judging from their actions and the content of their words, they were very unhappy.

"Stinky beggar, get out of here! Don't come near us!"

"We have no money, and even if we had money we wouldn't give it to you. We'd ask others for it!"

With that said, they bypassed the beggar without hesitation and walked away.

The beggar sighed heavily, drooped his head, and retreated to the street with a disappointed look on his face, huddled in the corner.

At first glance, this seems to be just a common "beggar asking for money" that is very common on the street, and no one would pay special attention to this kind of thing.

However, if you look closely, you will find that after retracting to the corner of the street, the beggar pulled off the tattered Sojuro turban on his head to hide his eyes, while quietly squinting his eyes without blinking.

He stared closely at the retreating figures of the two ronin.

[Note: Sojuro's turban: a men's turban in the Edo period, named after its design by Sawamura Sojuro]

His expression was completely devoid of the shabby and dirty look just now, only thinking, deliberation, and murmuring:

"Changzhou accent..."

Who would take the initiative to pay attention to an inconspicuous and dirty beggar on the street?

No one noticed that the beggar quietly retreated and disappeared into the deserted deep alley in the blink of an eye...





Kyoto, Sanjo Avenue, Izutsuya——

"Boss! Who is the boss?"

Two young samurai lifted the door curtain and walked into the store in a swaggering manner.

"Hey! Here we come!"

A middle-aged man with half-white beard and hair quickly ran out of the room and knelt down to greet the guests.

"Boss, we are having a banquet tonight! Do you have a room?"

Hearing that it was a big business, the boss suddenly smiled and became more enthusiastic:

"Of course we have a room! How many people should we prepare?"

"About 30 people. Well, this is the deposit."

"Okay! Sir, please rest assured that we will prepare the banquet properly!"

After giving their instructions, the two samurai didn't stop for much. After saying "Boss, I leave it to you", they strode away directly.

"Hey, everyone, big business is coming! Let's get busy!"

The boss rolled up his sleeves and rushed to the kitchen in a hurry.

A ronin who was hiding at the stairs and staying in this hotel, while drinking alone, listened to the entire conversation between the boss and the two samurai.

While there was no one around, he sneaked onto the street and disappeared into the sea of ​​people...





Kyoto, Sanjo Avenue, Ikedaya——

"Retreat! Retreat! Where are you?"

"I'm here."

"Wow! Are you... Tainosuke?"

"Yes, I am Renosuke."

"Oh, right! I almost forgot again...Tuinosuke, I'm sorry."

Before the boss could finish speaking, "Retreat" spoke first:

"It doesn't matter, it's my own problem. I'm too inconspicuous."

"Tainosuke, where have you been? I've been recruiting you just now."

"I've been sweeping the floors here."

"Huh? Are you sweeping the floor? Hey, forget it, this kind of thing is not important. If you can help me, please carry all this rice into the kitchen."

"Okay, no problem."

After saying that, "Tui Nosuke" leaned down and picked up the heavy rice bags on one shoulder.

When the boss saw this, he was amazed:

"Tainosuke, I see you are so thin and small, but I didn't expect you to be so strong! I'm so lucky to be able to hire you as our shop's assistant!"

"You are ridiculous."

After "Tui Zhishu" said a few words of humility, he quickly moved the bags of rice into the kitchen.

Looking at the hard-working "Renosuke", the boss nodded with satisfaction and then went to do other things.

When "Tui Zhishu" finished carrying the last bag of rice——

"Meow~~meow~~meow~~meow~~meow~~"

Suddenly, a cat meowed outside the store.

One is short, three is long and one is short.

If ordinary people heard it, they would probably think it was a wild cat meowing indiscriminately.

However, when "Tai Nosuke" heard this voice, he was slightly stunned, then turned his head and looked around.

After confirming that no one was around, he walked quietly towards the back door of the hotel.

Suddenly, he came to a hidden place behind the hotel and leaned his head against a certain shoji.

[Note·Shoji: A kind of baffle installed on the inside of doors, windows or corridors in Japanese houses. The wooden frame is covered with paper with high light transmittance and is used for lighting of the house. It is also called "Ming shoji."

Outside this shoji is a deserted road.

[Note: Dew intersection: a path between two rows of houses that is not covered by eaves.]

Looking up, there was a mosquito net merchant standing outside the shoji, carrying a pole on his shoulders, with large paper boxes hung on both ends of the pole, and the boxes were filled with mosquito nets.

Once summer comes, mosquito net merchants who repeatedly call "mosquito nets~~mosquito nets~~" will be everywhere.

Seeing the "Retreat" coming, the mosquito net merchant hurriedly leaned over after a strange pause, and the two started talking through the barrier.

"Vice Captain, there's a situation."

A few days ago, on the day Tojo Shintaro arrived in Beijing, Aonto told him at the reception banquet: In order to monitor Ikedaya at all times, he has sent one of his subordinates who is good at hiding himself.

The capable man he was talking about was none other than the deputy captain of Division 9 - Yamazaki Hao.

When it comes to "hiding yourself", even if you search the entire Shinsengumi, you can't find another person who can rival Yamazaki Hao. He is truly the best undercover candidate.

After receiving the task of "surveilling Ikedaya" from Aoto, Yamazaki Hao changed his name to "Tainosuke" and went to apply for the job of Ikedaya's assistant. With his extraordinary physical fitness and hard-working attitude, he successfully got the job.

Joined the company and have been lurking ever since.

As for this mosquito net merchant, he is a member of the Ninth Division and a well-trained ninja. He often disguises himself as a mosquito net merchant, a wine seller and other traveling merchants. He is responsible for observing the movements on the street and serving as a messenger.

contact person.

Yamazaki Hao asked bluntly while paying close attention to the movements around him and being careful that the walls had ears.

"What happened?"

The mosquito net merchant swallowed his saliva and said:

"Vice Captain, there is a large-scale abnormal movement from Gion to Sanjo Avenue."

"Or there may be suspicious ronin appearing on the street."

"Perhaps there are unidentified samurai who go to hotels, izakayas or restaurants to book banquets of different sizes and times."

"So far, the shops where samurai have come to book banquets are Izutsuya in Sanjo Ohashi and Hamuraya in Gion..."

After Yamazaki Hao listened carefully, he looked thoughtful

"...It's troublesome. People with lofty ideals have made big moves."

"Obviously, their inexplicable actions were intentional."

"They deliberately made some actions that had no practical significance to confuse us and confuse our hearing and hearing, so as to cover up their real actions."

The mosquito net merchant frowned slightly:

"Vice Captain, how should we act now?"

Yamazaki Hao replied calmly:

"We are only responsible for collecting intelligence, not analyzing it, let alone making decisions. These are other people's jobs."

"Pass on my order: Everyone stick to their posts, continue to observe and monitor, don't do unnecessary things, just report everything you see or hear truthfully."

"Also, from now on, our intelligence transfer with Otsu cannot stop."

"Every time we learn a new piece of information, regardless of its content, send it back to Otsu as quickly as possible."

The mosquito net merchant nodded vigorously:

"Yes! I understand!"





Kyoto, Mibu Township, Shinsengumi camp, prison——

As time passed, the screams gradually turned into moans.

With his physical strength gradually declining and his vocal cords overwhelmed, Yuya Kiemon could no longer shout, and could only moan meaninglessly "ho" and "ho".

Less than half an hour had passed since he was tortured.

It must be said that his will is indeed firm and his perseverance is quite tenacious.

Even though he suffered from pain, burning, dizziness and other pains at the same time, he still didn't even say a word.

Serizawa Duck is inherently impatient.

Seeing the other party speaking so harshly, he was already full of anxiety.

If Hijikata Toshizo hadn't been here, he might have given the other party a little more trouble.

Fortunately, Hijikata Toshizo is here.

Hijikata Toshizo is ready to compete with the force of Serizawa Kamo and the authority that allows him to temporarily take orders.

If it were anyone else, he might not be able to make Serizawa Duck be so obedient.

Except for Serizawa Duck, all the executioners are scratching their heads and scratching their heads, anxious.

Only Hijikata Toshizo remained calm, sitting with a straight face, no expression on his face, and it was impossible to guess what he was thinking now.

At this time, a certain executioner said to Toshizo Hijikata:

"Deputy Commander, the candle at his feet is about to burn out!"

Hijikata Toshisan said without raising his eyelids:

"Do you still need to report this kind of thing to me? Since the candle has burned out, why don't you replace it with a new one?"

"yes!"

The executioners responded and turned around to leave.

After a while, he came back with two brand-new hundred-eye candles.

Looking at these two candles, Yuya Kiemon felt like he was coming back to the light.

The eyes that were originally lifeless suddenly widened, filled with fear.

Compared with a happy death, life is worse than death, which is actually the most painful suffering in the world.

The last "line of defense" in his mind finally collapsed completely with the appearance of these two new candles.

"I...said...I...all said...don't...torture me anymore..."

As soon as these words came out, the atmosphere in the prison suddenly changed.

Hijikata stood up vigorously and said:

"Put him down."

The executioners hurriedly lowered Yuya Kiemon from the beam.

Hijikata Toshizo wanted to taunt the opponent a few words - Huh? Didn't you say that you are a man who stands upright? Didn't you say that you would not surrender to the enemy? Why did you shrink your eggs so quickly?

However, the situation was urgent, and Hijikata Toshizo would not delay important matters just for such an inconsequential addiction.

He winked, ordered the executioners to leave, and then asked Yuya Kiemon:

"What's your real name? Are you a man of lofty ideals?"

Yuya Kiemon's "backbone" was completely broken.

Faced with Hijikata Toshizo's question, he did not hesitate and replied feebly:

"My name is... Shuntaro Kotaka... I am... a man of high moral standards..."

Hijikata Toshizo asked:

"What's going on with the warehouse full of weapons? What are you planning?"

Yuya Kiemon...or Kotaka Shuntaro gave up the struggle after hesitating for a while:

"We... are preparing to burn down Kyoto on the night of... July 17... while the people of Kyoto... are going to watch Yamaboko... and... to take advantage of the chaos... to cut off the Aizuhou... and...

Saigo Kinosuke of Satsuma...then...asked the Emperor...to move to Choshu Domain..."

After the words fell, there was an eerie silence in the cell...

Both Hijikata Toshizo and Serizawa Kamo were both shocked and speechless.

About 10 seconds later, Serizawa Kamo broke the silence:

"July 17th...isn't this today?"

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