Qingdeng still clearly remembers his story.

26 years ago, he participated in the "Oshio Heihachiro Uprising" as a farmer.

As soon as the war started, the peasant army collapsed due to a lack of organization. As a result, the army lost its morale and was unable to serve the country.

He was deeply ashamed of his original rout.

In order to atone for his sins, he became a monk and walked on the streets of Osaka every day, reciting sutras to pray for the martyrs who died heroically in the "Oshio Heihachiro Uprising".

Because this story was very touching, Qingdeng remembered the old monk firmly.

"Ho...! Ho...! Ahem! Ahem! Ahem! Ahem...! Ahem...!"

Heavy breathing, interspersed with hoarse coughs.

His wheezing sounds of "ho, ho, ho" were like thick phlegm stuck in his throat, which he could not cough out or swallow.

After supporting the shoulders of this old monk... that is, Dengoro, Qingden was surprised by how thin his body was.

Because he was wearing a wide cassock, it was not obvious from the outside.

In fact, after touching it with my hands, I found that there was no flesh at all on his shoulders, and only hard bones could be touched, which was very painful.

At this time, Kinoshita Mai got a bowl of water from somewhere and handed it to Togoro.

"Come on, drink quickly. If you drink some water, you should feel better."

Togoro didn't care to speak, and after eagerly taking the bowl of water handed over by Kinoshita Mai, he began to drink "gudong, gudong".

In just the blink of an eye, he drank the whole bowl.

"Thank you, thank you...you've been a big help..."

Togoro put down the bowl, wiped his mouth, and let out a long breath.

The wheezing stopped, the coughing disappeared, and my complexion became much better.

"Huh? You are..."

Abruptly, he looked at Qingdeng in surprise.

"Do you know me?"

While Qingdeng asked questions calmly, he silently lowered the low-rimmed bamboo hat on his head.

"Of course I do!"

Togoro grinned.

"A few days ago, that bastard introduced you to the 'Dayan Uprising' vividly, and shamelessly slandered Mr. Dashan - at that time, I had to thank you. Thanks to you for not helping that bastard, I was able to

Teach that bastard a lesson."

Qingdeng laughed dumbly.

"You have such a good memory. Even though we just met by chance, you still remember me."

"Mainly because you are so tall, you left a deep impression on me."

After saying that, he turned to look at Kinoshita Mai.

"Donor, thank you for the water. Thanks to your water, I am much better now."

"You're welcome! It's just a bowl of water. How do you feel now? I saw that you looked very uncomfortable just now. Do you need to go to the hospital?"

Togoro waved his hand.

"No need, this is my old problem, and there is no cure for it."

"Besides...I don't have money for medical treatment."

As he spoke, he stretched out his arms and "showed" his dirty and worn cassock to the two of them.

While "showing", he turned his attention back to Qingdeng thoughtfully.

"Sir, judging by your accent, are you from Edo?"

"Well, yes, I am from Edo."

"So, are you a traveler?"

"Well, please forgive me for not being able to answer this."

As soon as he finished speaking, Qingdeng couldn't help but be stunned for a moment - why is this exchange so familiar?

It seems that this happened just now.

"Please forgive me for being an old monk, but I would like to ask you a question - have you ever seen a warrior with a hideous burn mark on his right abdomen who is good at using a spear?"

After Qingden heard this, he immediately turned his head and subconsciously turned to look at Mai Kinoshita beside him.

Coincidentally, Kinoshita Mai was also turning to look at him.

The two of them looked at each other and saw a look of helplessness and surprise in each other's eyes.

What happened tonight?

It was just on a whim that I decided to go out to see the night view of Osaka.

I didn’t enjoy much of the scenery, but I helped two people who were in trouble, and by coincidence, they were both looking for people.

Surprised, Qingdeng quickly adjusted his mood and replied unhurriedly:

"I know many warriors who are good at using spears, but I have never seen anyone with burn marks on his right abdomen."

Kinoshita Mai followed closely and shook her head:

"I haven't seen it either."

The old monk pursed his lips, pulled down the corners of his mouth, and his expression became gloomy.

"I see...I'm sorry for asking you weird questions."

After Kinoshita Mai hesitated for a while, she finally couldn't restrain her curiosity and asked aloud:

"Excuse me...who is this person to you? Is he your son?"

"son?"

Togoro repeated the word with an exaggerated expression and exaggerated tone, and then looked up to the sky and smiled.

"Your Majesty, it's just the opposite!"

"He is not my son, he is my enemy!"

After he was done laughing, he lowered his head expressionlessly and sat down on the stone bricks next to him.

"...Two of you, have you ever heard of the 'Langhua Qilin'er'?"

Langhua - the ancient name of Osaka.

Qilin'er - refers to a child who is curious.

After Qingto and Kinoshita Mai looked at each other again, they shook their heads in unison.

"Ha... this name has indeed been forgotten..."

"That's fine!"

"This villain's name doesn't deserve to be passed down at all!"

He took several deep breaths to adjust his breathing that had become disordered due to emotion.

After he calmed down a bit, he continued:

"'The Kirin'er of Langka' - Kazami Kazuma, a samurai who was once famous in Kyoto."

"At the age of only 13, I obtained the Hohoin-style spear technique, and then successively mastered the Taneda-style, Shinten-style, Kugen-ryu and other spear techniques."

"He is born with supernatural power, and the spear that is difficult for ordinary people to control is as straight as a lamp grass in his hand."

"In order to maximize his power, he chose to use a large gun as his weapon."

Dashen gun - a long gun with a huge blade. Generally speaking, a long gun with a blade length of more than 30 centimeters is a dashen gun.

"His sidearm is specially customized, with a total length of 9 feet (2.7 meters), and the length of the light blade is an astonishing 3 feet (90 centimeters)."

"Relying on his innate talent, he challenged masters of spear skills everywhere and fought against all the invincible opponents in Keisaka. He was invincible, so he was dubbed the 'Keisaka Unparalleled'."

"And because he was born in Osaka, he soon received a new title: 'Kirin'er of Langka'."

"Honestly, I used to admire him when I was young."

"However...however..."

Speaking of this, Togoro suddenly clenched his fists, his face turned red, and veins popped out on his forehead.

"When Mr. Oshio launched the uprising, he fought as a 'vanguard of the Tokugawa army' and transformed from a brave and invincible samurai to an executioner who killed countless people!"

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