Chapter 610 Flying like a dragon in the Edo night sky! (Part 2) 【5000】
Wen Xian is not tall, his height is only about 160m.
But at this moment, Wenxian, who was slowly walking towards Mamiya and Yoshitomi, made them feel like a mountain was slowly pressing down on them...
Shock and fear appeared in Yoshitomo's eyes.
Compared to Uprising, the emotions that surfaced deep in Mamiya's eyes were much more complicated.
At this moment, looking at Fumaki emerging from the darkness, Mamiya somehow recalled the day five years ago when he broke up with his father and was removed from the name of Yamada Asaemon by his angry father...
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"Father! Why do you do that!"
"I've explained it many times... don't ask me to repeat it again: it was just to help Hui Duo, using their lives to exchange for the next life in the palace. These Hui Duo gang deserved their death. And their sacrifice was also worth it.
Yes, during the period of imprisoning you to prevent you from causing trouble, I have successfully made high-quality human gallbladder pills from this bunch of filthy human gallbladder. These batch of human gallbladder pills have now been sent to Kyoto.
These people's gallbladder pills should be able to cure the bodies infected by lung diseases in the palace."
"Father! How can human lives be equivalently converted in this way!"
"Shut up!" Wen Xian, who usually speaks softly, unexpectedly shouted at the top of his lungs, "Human life does not matter, this is just a statement to fool children!"
"In this world, some people deserve to live more than others!"
"If I sacrifice some less important people so that people who are more worthy of living can live, I will be happy to do so!"
"...Father." Kuro slowly stood up from the tatami, "Your concept...please forgive me, Yoshitsune cannot agree with it!"
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After Wen Xian suddenly appeared, the air in the basement was filled with a lifeless atmosphere that was so oppressive that one could not even take a deep breath.
The first person to break the dead atmosphere was Wen Xian.
"...Yoshitomo, I have already given you a chance." Wen Xian said without any trace of sadness, "After you secretly let A Zhu out last time, I did not hold you accountable for this matter."
"I know that the culprit must be you. Without your help, A-Zhu would not have been able to break free of the chains that bound her and escape from the locked basement."
"Azhu did not escape successfully. I originally wanted to let the matter be revealed like this and pretend that nothing happened."
"Now it seems... I chose to let you go, and I really need to consider whether it was right or wrong."
"I kindly let you go, but not only did you not stop, but you even intensified your actions."
At this time, Yoshitomo turned his attention to Mamiya.
"You've really worked hard...and you actually asked Kuro to help you this time."
"I felt confused when I saw Kuro, who had been expelled from home for five years, suddenly come back."
"Why did Kuro come back just at this time when we got Atake?"
"So when I saw Kuro return, I raised my eyebrows: Could Kuro be retrieved by your Yoshitomo in order to entrust Kuro to help you release Atake."
"In the end, I actually guessed it right."
"No." Mamiya said coldly, "You guessed wrong. I was not brought back by Yoshitomo."
"The reason why I happened to return home at this time is purely coincidental."
"Fortunately, I came back at this time, otherwise this girl would have been tortured by you for who knows how long."
"Weren't you brought back by Yoshitomo... Anyway, it's not important anyway." Wen Xian said lightly, "I won't say any more nonsense. Kuro, Yoshitomo, give me a bamboo
Leave.”
"As long as you two leave now, I can pretend nothing happens tonight and only take the key to your basement from Yoshitomo."
"Impossible." Mamiya refused without hesitation, "You are the one who should get out of the way."
"...Ha." Wen Xian suddenly let out a few chuckles, "Such a scene... really seems familiar."
"Five years ago, on the eve of you abandoning the name Yamada Senemon and leaving home, we had a similar confrontation."
"Father." Mamiya's tone was unmistakable, "I cannot turn a blind eye to the absurdity of repeatedly torturing a little girl just to get better pills, both publicly and privately."
"...Hmph, not only are the pictures similar, but even what you said is the same as what you said five years ago..." Wen Xian paused, "Kuro, let me ask you: do you know how many people in Edo died of pneumonia in a year?"
Die of illness?"
Before Mamiya had time to answer, Wen Xian asked and answered his own questions:
"Thousands of people die from lung disease in Edo every year."
"And the vast majority of them are not terminally ill, and can save their lives as long as they take high-quality medicine."
"This is the reason why we have no worries about buyers for our Rendan Pills, and there is an endless stream of people buying our Rendan Pills."
"But we don't always produce high-quality human gallbladder pills."
"You have also carried the name of Yamada Senemon. You should know how lucky the production of Jindan Pill is."
"Human gall is taken from the prisoners on death row who were beheaded by us."
"It is not always possible to find healthy and young death row inmates, so the quality of the bile taken out is also uneven, making the quality of the pills produced sometimes high and sometimes low."
"And this girl has a body that can regenerate the bile."
"She is young, healthy, has high-quality gallbladder, and can make extremely high-quality human gallbladder pills."
"And I have also personally tested whether the human gallbladder pills made from Azhu's constantly regenerated bile have any side effects. 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 tone slowly became deeper.
"Just by sacrificing A-Zhu, countless families can avoid the pain of family members dying of illness, Jiuro. Don't you agree that this is the right thing to do?"
As soon as Wen Xian finished speaking, Mamiya answered without thinking:
"I feel so stupid."
His answer was concise and neat.
"Father, those remarks you just made are just to impress yourself."
"In order to save more people infected with lung disease, sacrifice this girl?"
Mamiya glanced sideways at Atake behind him.
After Wen appeared just now, Atake immediately seemed to have seen some indescribable and terrifying ghost. His face was horribly pale, his body was shaking so hard that he had to hide behind Yoshitomo.
Mamiya has always seen Atake's reaction.
"Father, you just moved yourself."
"Since you asked me just now, 'How many people die from lung disease in Edo every year?' I'll ask you some questions now."
"Father, do you remember when my eyesight became bad and I couldn't see things in the distance clearly?"
"...16 years old." Wen Xian cooperated with Mamiyaji in answering his question, "Because you were reading by candlelight every night."
"At that time, you took me everywhere to seek medical treatment." Mamiya took over Wenxian's words, "I tried various methods to correct my vision."
"I've even done inexplicable things like drinking Huangfu water, but none of them have been effective."
"It wasn't until I left the family that, with someone's help, I found a way to see clearly with my eyes again in Nagasaki."
"Just put on this pair of Nanban stuff called 'glasses'."
"That trip to Nagasaki was an unprecedented and precious experience for me."
"That's when I first realized how advanced the Nanman people were."
"After getting to know more deeply, I realized that some diseases that are considered terminal diseases in Japan are just simple ailments among the Nanman people."
"For diseases that we Japanese cannot cure, the Nanman people have found ways to treat them."
"The reason is that the Southern Barbarians have been constantly researching new and more effective ways to treat diseases."
"So, Father, can you understand what I just said?"
Mamiya imitated Wen Xian's tone just now.
"As you just said, I was once a member of the Yamada Asaemon family! So I also know very well that even if the quality of Jindan Pills is extremely high! It does not guarantee that everyone will have the medicine after taking it.
effect!"
"If you really want all the people in Edo who are infected with lung diseases to be cured, you should work with the doctors to find new and better ways to treat people infected with lung diseases!"
"Instead of torturing an innocent girl here, using the old methods, and then touching myself here! I feel like I have done an amazing thing!"
Mamiya's words become more sonorous and powerful the further they go.
"Nii-sama..." Yoshitaka stared blankly at Mamiya in front of him.
He never dared to refute his father face to face like this.
But the elder brother said "no" to his father without flinching.
Wen Xian's expression, which had always been calm, 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 Yichao hesitated for a moment, he firmly protected Azhu behind him and whispered in a low voice like a whisper: "Father... please don't do this kind of unscrupulous thing... please don't do it again...
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"...the negotiation...has broken down."
Wen Xian's head hung slightly, a look of helplessness and unspeakable emotion appearing on his face.
"I don't want to...use this last resort against you..."
Wen Xian spread his legs, raised his left hand, and held down the knife blade at his waist.
His simple action made Yoshitomo's face turn pale and he unconsciously took half a step back.
Yoshitomo retreated, but Mamiya remained motionless.
His feet seemed to be rooted to the ground, facing the pressure that was emanating from Wen Xian's body like a torrential flood.
"If you think about it carefully: It's really not suitable for us, who are all warriors, to talk to each other here like ministers of the imperial court."
"Let this end with this kind of war of words that cannot convince anyone."
"Let's talk with swords next!"
Choking!
Wen Xian suddenly pulled out the scabbard and the black and purple handle of the sword hanging from his left waist.
The candlelight shines into the blade, reflecting a strange, purple cold light.
"Vairocana..." Mamiya softly chanted the name of the sword in Wenxian's palm.
As a member of the Yamada Asaemon family five years ago, he naturally recognized that this sword was made by his grandfather, the sixth generation head of the Yamada Asaemon family, and requested that it be passed down from generation to generation: Vairocana.
When he was young, Mamiya once asked Wen Xian why his grandfather named this sword after the Great Sun Tathagata in Buddhist Tantric Buddhism.
"Because if you hold this sword, you will be like the Tathagata Tathagata possessed by the Great Sun." Wen Xian answered in a proud tone at that time.
After Yoshitomo briefly lost consciousness due to shock, he gritted his teeth and raised his hand to reach for the saber on his left waist.
But as soon as his hand touched the handle of the sword, Mamiya shouted:
"Yoshitomo, retreat!"
"This duel...you can't interfere..."
"I have to come to terms with my father alone!"
Choking!
Mamiya also pulled out his sword suddenly.
"Come on, Kuro... no, Yamada Asaemon Yoshitsune." Wen Xian smiled at this time, "I haven't competed with you for a long time. Let me see how much you have grown in the past five years."
"Teach anytime."
Mamiya readied the knife.
"Ronin."
"Kuro Mamiya!"
"Hey... that's a good posture. It seems that I can give my best for the first time in a long time."
Wen Xian raised the knife high.
"Head of the Seventh Generation Yamada Asemon Clan."
"Yamada Asaemon Fumaki!"
In the palace, Wen Xian shouted in unison: "Bring the horses over!"
After shouting, Wenxian leaped towards Mamiya without any help, like a mountain bearing down on the top, holding on to his own weight, he slashed at Mamiya with his knife from top to bottom.
Mamiya raised his sword and held Vairocana's head against him.
The sharp sound of gold and iron clang exploded.
The wind pressure centered on the two people and spread out in all directions.
Both of them are top swordsmen.
Both of them have an aura as powerful as a rainbow.
The majestic momentum of the two of them seemed to transform into flying dragons at any time, break through this tiny basement, soar into the sky, and fly in the Edo night sky!
Wen Xian, who leaped over, had already landed on his feet. He and Mamiya maintained a sword-wielding posture, wrestling with each other.
The two swords are against each other. This posture makes it difficult to separate each other's swords when wrestling with each other.
When Wenxian exerted some force, Mamiya pushed back, and no one gave in.
Strength is not Mamiya's advantage, but rather the advantage of Wenxian, who is stronger than him.
In order not to be controlled by the enemy, Mamiya exerted all his strength horizontally and successfully got rid of this struggle that was destined to put him at a disadvantage.
Mamiya adjusted his posture to an upper stance and slashed at Wenxian from the top. The sword slashed from the top was as fast as lightning, and Mamiya's deception was very good, but Wenxian easily blocked it.
After blocking Mamiya's blow, Wenxian made a mistake in his steps, moved his body laterally to the left side where Mamiya was difficult to defend, then lowered his body and attacked Mamiya in front of him.
Lower your body's center of gravity, bend and stretch your upper body, and chop the knife vertically from bottom to top, all in one movement.
Mamiya's body reacted one step ahead of his brain. He knew that the attack from this direction was difficult to defend against, so he quickly took two steps back to avoid the slash.
Agility is Mamiya's strength, and an attack of this level would not be able to hit Mamiya.
The father and son continued to exchange fierce attacks and defenses, alternately launching fierce attacks like a violent storm.
The sparks generated when the two swords clashed became another source of light in the basement besides the candlelight.
Sparks alternately illuminated the faces of father and son.
In the small basement, there were only the clanging sounds of swords clashing and the sliding sounds of two people's footsteps.
While Yoshitomo protected Atake behind him according to what Mamiya just said, he looked at the showdown in front of him with a look of astonishment that could not be concealed.
Bunxian was an unmatched master in Yoshitomo's mind. He had always believed that the only one who could defeat Bunxian was the now famous Ogata Ittosai.
He knows that his brother is a well-deserved genius. Whether it is swordsmanship or other skills, he can master them all with just a little bit, and his learning progress is rapid.
But even though he knew that his brother was a genius, after seeing his brother whom he had not seen for a long time grow up to a level where he could compete with his father in just 5 years, it still made it difficult for Yoshitomo to hide the constant flashes in his eyes.
The look of astonishment.
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clang!
With an almost deafening sound of gold and iron clashing, Wenxian's sword was heavily blocked, and Mamiya suddenly put his sword into its scabbard.
This is the opportunity Mamiya has been waiting for a long time.
A good opportunity to use his best skill on Wen Xian: the sword-drawing technique "Flowing Light".
Streamer!
The moment he put the sword back into its sheath, the sword's light poured out of the sheath and swept toward Wen Xian's belly.
However……
clang!
The light that poured out from the sheath was blocked by Wenxian's Vairocana halfway through and was blocked heavily.
Before Mamiya could express his astonishment because his stunt was blocked, Wenxian perfectly repeated the action that Mamiya had just done. He quickly retracted Vairocana into its sheath...
Mamiya's pupils shrank suddenly, and then subconsciously raised the saber
clang!
There was another loud sound of two swords striking each other.
Mamiya held the knife that was struck back and took a few steps back.
Wen Xian, on the other hand, stood there, motionless.
"...Ha." Wenxian, who did not pursue Mamiya, raised the corners of his mouth slightly, revealing a smile with appreciation, "It seems that you have really grown a lot in the past five years.
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"But you're still far from it."
Mamiya felt a stab of pain coming from his left collarbone.
He lowered his eyes and looked at his left collarbone. The clothes at his left collarbone were rapidly turning red with blood.
Wen Xian's sword-drawing strike just now was not completely taken by him.
Vairocana's blade still cut the skin on his left collarbone, but fortunately the wound was not deep.
"You're still the same as before. Your biggest weakness is that you don't have enough physical strength." Wen Xian continued at this time, "But compared to yourself, your sword should be one step ahead of you."
Mamiya looked at the saber in his hand.
In the fierce fight just now, the blade of the saber had been cut into holes.
The Vairocana in Wen Xian's hand was intact.
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Please give me a monthly ticket! Please give me a monthly ticket! I am crying while asking for a monthly ticket! (Leopard Head is crying.jpg)
PS: There should be no book club that thinks Wen Xian’s approach of using human lives to calculate value is correct and worthy of encouragement, right?
Set a small goal first, such as remembering in 1 second: