On the deck, groups of samurai traveled between ox carts.

"Ahh The smell of. ”

A warrior of some age shook his head and kept complaining.

"Those women are very fragrant, and according to the requirements of adults, they are carefully classified... Those pretty goods, all there—" The other warrior smiled, raising an eyebrow at an ox cart next to the entrance to the cabin.

"As is customary, the adults will be giving out benefits tonight... Hey... After all, everyone is working hard. ”

The two of them talked and laughed, and walked around leisurely.

Compared to capturing coastal material on land, sailing at sea is much safer. Naturally, there are few peerless masters in the poor countryside, but there are also many people who have learned and succeeded, which has caused them a lot of trouble.

"Two adults, someone has a high fever!" suddenly a samurai hurried.

"We need to report this kind of thing, and we need to make sure that most of the material is healthy. Go quickly!"

"Yes, sir!" the warrior turned and was about to leave.

Suddenly a voice came from behind him, it was a slightly magnetic voice: "Wait a minute!"

"Takeda-kun?" and none of them knew what this new star of the Sakura Imperial Court wanted to do.

The bearded man with wild hair, but with a gloomy face, walked down the deck staircase with his head held high: "Take me to see the patient." ”

"What?"

"Takeda-kun, what did you say?"

Takeda Manosin said coldly: "I studied medicine. ”

"You... Are you trying to heal these foreign pariahs? these tattered disposable materials?"

"Yamada-kun, please be careful!" the gloomy teenager suppressed a certain anger, "They are all living people, not the material you are talking about!"

"You go and say such things to the princess! You say such things to your fiancée! Go, Takeda-kun!"

"Yamada, let's not say a word, after all, I'm still a young man. Some warriors of some age hurriedly came up and grabbed their companion's arm.

"Knowing he's young, I know... You're kidding him, aren't you? Takeda-kun?"

"Hahaha..."

Takeda Manobu clenched his fists and took a deep breath of the cold sea breeze, the liquor just now was already burning in his heart, and he looked sideways at the calm sea in the distance.

The teacher, who had died, smiled at him as if at sea and told him, "The doctor wants to save not only people, but also this country." ”

He coughed heavily, and his alcohol-allergic constitution made him suffer severe pain in his abdomen at this time.

The identity of the doctor told me that I needed to drink a drop of alcohol, but... Instead, he decided to follow his mood, and with his right hand he fumbled for the metal bottle from his bosom again, and took another big sip.

Then he glared at the little samurai in front of him and said, "Where is the patient?" ”

After a few moments, he ordered the warrior to open an ox cart, and then climbed straight in, ignoring the stench and filth.

"Is that this the person?" he looked at the young man in front of him, wrapped tightly in a blanket.

About his own age, but having experienced a lot of sensations, he leaned over and touched the patient's forehead.

A burning heat came from his hand.

"Take him to the hospital, where there is not enough medicine. ”

"Huh?" several samurai, who had been on the voyage for a long time, looked surprised.

"Take him there!" Takeda Manobu said coldly.

A few people showed a mocking look, but they didn't dare to disobey the order, and they looked like they were happy.

Then he lifted the boy and carried him into a room with a white cloth in the cabin, and threw him on a clean hospital bed.

Looking at Takeda Manobu with a gloomy expression in front of the door, several people left in a hurry.

When he had to go far, one of the samurai at the head snorted and snorted coldly: "Isn't it just that there is a good grandfather and a fiancée of the Naraku family... A martial artist who adheres to the spirit of bushido actually goes to study medicine, he really deserves to be that person's apprentice, they are all the same fools!"

"That guy seems to have two apprentices, right? It's like opening a small hospital in Kyoto, which is a shame..."

"Mixing with these filthy pigs, I'm afraid people will become stupid, right?"

"Hahaha..."

"What a shame for a samurai. ”

"The big knife on his waist is probably just an ornament. ”

Takeda Manobu washed his hands as if he were religious, then put on white gloves, a mask, and a sterilized coat, and began to examine the patient.

"Hmm... It must have been the cold, the lack of food hygiene, and—" He looked at the young man's frowning brow, even in a coma, and there was a hint of evil churning between his brows.

"Well, maybe it's a mental burden. ”

"It would have been nice if I had found it early, but it's been too long now... Even if it is cured, I am afraid that the brain has burned out. ”

"So what to do?"

"Maybe that prescription will do. Takeda Manobu pulled out a worn-out book from his bosom and quickly flipped to one of the pages, "That's all there is to it." ”

Winter night on the sea still fell early, and although the sea was calm and no accidents had been heard, the samurai still followed a certain request, tying the ox carts together with thick iron chains, and the holes for the iron cables to pass through were preserved when they were originally designed.

Then, as is customary, they picked out three women from the car near the cabin and had them bathe and change their clothes, light gauzy and thin, with an exciting aphrodisiac scent.

The woman's screams at parting caused the crumbling of iron cables in the carriage not far away, and the yelling and crying of men.

The dinner had already been prepared, and the helmsman of the bridge had priority over the captain and the visitors, for he would soon have to go back to replace his companion who had only replaced him at this time.

"What about Takeda-kun?" a sturdy man in a red and black robe, with his legs wide open, and a scar under his eyes added a bit of ferocity to the whole person, especially when he stared at people, which could make the cowardly kneel down suddenly.

He sat in the center, the man nicknamed Captain Scar.

"Go and call him! This kid is immersed in his own world all day... Lord Takeda Akahi handed him over to me so that he could become a real samurai! Today, I'm going to show him the world of men... Hahaha. ”

At this time, someone suddenly ran forward and leaned into the ear of the strong man and said a word.

The captain, who had been in charge of the "Red Cloud Maru" for eight years, suddenly turned gloomy.

"Yamada, what you said is true?"

"Your Excellency... How dare I deceive you?"

Captain Scar looked on his face several times, and finally took out a sign from his waist and threw it to the samurai named Yamada, saying, "You bring a few brothers, go and invite him first, and if he refuses, show this card." ”

"When he's gone... Hey. Captain Scar made a gesture of slashing his neck, "Divide that sick person, dissect my body, and throw it into the sea!"

"Go!".