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"Who is your eldest brother?"

The black fat samurai stretched out his hand and pointed back, and I looked in the direction he pointed out, and saw Oriwa-kun standing in the middle of the samurai, and nodded silently at me.

It's him again......

For this Oriha-kun's repeated generosity, my heart is beating more and more: What is he trying to do? It's not the sentence "I have confirmed the eyes...... again"

Suddenly, I felt a chill in the back of my neck.

"Girl, what should I do?" Dad also looked very worried, looked at the inn behind him and then at the samurai, "If we don't leave, will those assassins come to look for you again?" ”

I think about it, two of the three assassins who attacked last night were killed by Oriha-kun's sword, but the one I stabbed was gone. Now that they know that we don't have a boat to cross the river, we will probably be stranded here, so ......

I glanced at Oriha-kun again: Whatever the reason for this person, after all, he helped save my life last night, so let's understand it as kindness.

If you don't go, you will die, follow him, at least there is a glimmer of life.

Thinking of this, I nodded to my father and said to the fat black warrior, "So, thank you!" ”

Led by the fat black samurai, we boarded the merchant ship of the Japanese people, passed through the cabin on the first floor, and saw a bronze charcoal furnace burning in the cabin, and the samurai gathered around the charcoal furnace in groups of threes and twos, drinking tea or wiping knives, or holding geisha and laughing. Seeing the three of us walking all the way, there was vigilance and hostility in our eyes. Passing by the samurai who had lightened Ah Nuan yesterday, he swept over Ah Nuan with a pair of eyes and deliberately let out a wave of laughter.

Ah Nuan was so frightened that I glared back, hugged Ah Nuan's shoulders and walked forward quickly.

Passing by Oriha-kun's side, I saw that he was being served by two geisha beside him to drink tea, and when I saw us passing by, he only raised his eyelids and looked expressionless.

What an elusive guy.

The fat black samurai placed our grandfather and son on the second floor of the merchant ship, and when he opened the door, he felt a strong smell of fat powder coming from the pavement, thinking that the room where the geisha lived had vacated.

We stayed in this room all day. During this period, someone who looked like a servant brought us lunch, and I was worried that there would be fraud in it, so I motioned to my father and Ah Nuan not to touch it.

So at dinner, the person who came to deliver the meal was replaced by the fat black samurai, and tried every meal in front of us, and finally conveyed the meaning of their eldest brother Oriyu-kun, saying that there is no ill will towards us, don't worry, when we arrive in Fengtianfu tomorrow, we can leave by ourselves.

After the fat black warrior left, I stroked my hungry stomach after a day of hunger, and was about to announce the start of the meal, but I noticed that my father and Ah Nuan were both staring at me with the same unclear eyes.

"You ...... Why? "I was a little hairy by them.

"What kind of samurai leader, do you know him?" Daddy asked.

I shook my head decisively.

The old man muttered to himself, "Then what kind of heart does he have?" ”

I shouted in my heart: I want to know too......

When the night swallows up the last touch of sunset, the Japanese samurai ship once again ushered in the traditional project: drinking, singing and flirting with girls.

I looked down from the corridor on the second floor, and saw that the cabin on the first floor was already full of demons, and its openness was even better than that of the Qinlou Chu Pavilion on the bank of the Qinhuai River.

Girl, I squinted at a few young geisha dressed in various kimonos, like flowers and butterflies in a group of crow samurai, and secretly sighed that the aesthetics of this Japanese people are really wonderful, and the good young girl wants to smear her white face like a pink wall, and she can't tell who is who; With a little red red lips, they are as weird as Sadako, and they are also thanks to those samurai.

I watched for a while, but I didn't see Oriha-kun.

What is the origin of these Japanese warriors?

I took off the purse from my waist, threw it in my hand and threw it up and down in a boring way, and then "carelessly" lost my hand and landed on the deck.

So I went downstairs and picked up my purse.

During this period, I passed by the two geisha, and was really uncomfortable to be roamed back and forth on their faces by their autumn wave eyes, so I deliberately slowed down and let them walk in front.

But when the two girls passed by a door, they jokingly pushed each other, one made a gesture to let the other in, and the other waved his hand shyly, and the two laughed in a low voice and walked away.

Curious, I quietly approached the door, and saw that the door was closed, and the lights were on in the window next to it, and two figures were faintly cast.

One of them, thin and long, I recognized at a glance, was Oriha-kun; As for the other, it is not known what the two are arguing in a low voice in Chinese.

I deliberately slowed down and listened, intermittently saying a few words into my ears, but I was still at a loss. In my previous life, I learned a few words of Japanese when I watched Japanese dramas, but it was nothing more than I love you, I hate you, I want to be with you, why did you betray me, I have a terminal illness and other disease-free moans, which are completely useless today.

I sighed in my heart, intending to end this useless listening corner, and was just about to leave, but I vaguely heard the two people in the window suddenly amplify their volume, and their tone became sharp, and two words "prince" and "Zhu Gao......" came faintly.

I immediately paused.

Zhu Gao...... Ablaze? Why did the fat man's name appear in the mouth of the samurai of the Wa Kingdom?

I was momentarily distracted, but the door next to me was suddenly pushed open, and I was quick to dodge and hide in the darkness around the corner.

I saw a man in brown clothes walking away with his head bowed, and behind him, Oriyu-kun stood at the door, looking at the silent river, thoughtful.

What are they plotting to be related to the prince of the Ming Dynasty?

In the room, after a day and a night of tossing, Dad and Ah Nuan had fallen asleep, but I was pacing back and forth in distraught.

It was discovered that the draft of this ship was extremely deep; When I was on the ship, I felt more and more that the ship was moving slowly and slowly, obviously carrying something very heavy.

In addition, the suspicious identity of this group of Japanese warriors, if it is really related to the fat man Zhu Gaochi...... I can't imagine that they came to visit their friends with gifts.

What makes me wonder is, what is their "precious gift"?

Judging from the situation on board today, there is no place to store large quantities of heavy goods in the cabin on the first deck and the residence on the second floor, so there is only one possibility, the thing, hidden under the deck.

I walked out of the room again, leaning over the handrail of the hallway, looking around in the little moonlight.

In my impression, at the back of the cabin on the first floor, there is a small secret door. When we got aboard, there were two soldiers standing guard at the secret doorway. Now that I think about it, it's probably the passage to the storage compartment below deck.

Now...... I walked down the corridor to the back of the boat and looked down to see the two guards, one of whom was gone, and the other, with a knife in one hand and a bottle in the other, leaning against the floor and sleeping soundly.

It's a good time...... I was about to quietly walk downstairs, but suddenly I realized that if there were really very important valuables below deck, it would be impossible not to send someone to guard them twenty-four hours a day.

How is that good......

I paced down the hallway two more times, and it happened that a door behind me was blown open by the night wind, and a sweet smell of fat powder hit my face, and I sneezed.

I rubbed my nose and pushed the door in.

After a stick of incense, I, a girl dressed in a kimono and with a big white face with a powdery face, walked to the secret door with her feet on clogs, and stretched out her hand to push the guard at the door.

The man muttered something impatiently, turned over and continued to dream of Zhou Gong.

I reached for the key from his belt, thought about it and took the bottle from his hand.

With a soft "squeak", the secret door closed behind me, and a choking smell came to my face, and I quickly covered my mouth and nose before I sneezed back.

After standing at the door for a long time, I gradually got used to the dark environment, and when I looked down, I saw that there were indeed narrow steps under my feet, so I tried to walk down step by step.

However, the clogs of this Japanese woman are really not powerful, and every step will make a crisp "click" sound, which is particularly harsh in this silent secret room.

I simply took off my shoes and walked slowly down barefoot.

After descending a dozen steps, there was a sudden brightness in front of me, and there was a faint candlelight.

But my heart suddenly tightened: if there is a candle flame, it means that there are people, I don't know if I, dressed like a female ghost, can be fooled.

He simply froze, pinched his throat as he walked forward, and shouted in the Japanese he had learned in his previous life, "Hey, is there anyone?" ”

After shouting, I heard a rough echo from the front: "Who?" ”

Immediately afterwards, a thin white soldier holding a lantern appeared in front of me and asked me something with a puzzled face.

I quickly smiled and put on a seductive look like a geisha, raised the half bottle of wine in my hand, and pointed to it, indicating that I had been sent to bring him wine from above.

The thin white soldier was stunned for a moment, then raised the lamp and candle and then looked at me carefully, and asked something uncertainly.

I was keenly aware that he seemed to be the name of a Japanese woman, "Xko", and that he was supposed to take the white-faced me for one of the geisha on the ship, so I nodded busily with a smile on my face: "Hey! ”

The white thin soldier was obviously relieved, and instantly changed to a smiling expression.

I delicately reached out and put my hand on his shoulder, went around his back, and struck him the back of the neck.

The thin white soldier shook three times and fell.

I kicked him, and when there was no movement, I dragged him aside, and then put the bottle into his hand, and made it look like he was drunk and asleep, and then I took the lamp in his hand and walked into the depths of the secret room.

The huge secret room was extremely cold, full of large and small wooden boxes, and the pungent smell mixed with the moisture diffused everywhere, making me feel déjà vu, and I couldn't think of what it was for a while.

Reaching out and trying, the wooden boxes were firmly nailed by tenons, and it was impossible to pry them open with bare hands. I had to put the lamp on a wooden box and look around, but I couldn't find anyone who could take advantage of it.