Infinite Postman/Dreadful Postman

Chapter 151 Killed (Part [-])

"Strange? Why is there no sound inside?"

The three warriors stood guard outside the door. After waiting for a while, they saw the door was slowly opened.

"grown ups!"

The three warriors immediately lowered their heads, and of course they did not forget to glance at the black box in the fat man's hand from the corner of their eyes.

I saw the fat man's thief's eyes sweeping across the three warriors, pointing to the warrior on the left wearing the warrior armor and saying: "Zuo Jing, come with me."

"Yes!"

Hearing this, Zuo Jing nodded, although it was strange why he was only allowed into the room alone, but he still responded quickly.

"Both of you, go find a bigger cloth, this box is too conspicuous, you can't just take it out like this."

"But..." The two warriors were a little embarrassed when they heard the words.

However, the fat man's expression sank when he saw this, and he cursed: "Baga, Zuo Jing is here to protect me, that's enough, go!"

Hearing this, Zuo Jing was overjoyed, he didn't expect that he would be valued so much, and immediately bowed to his two companions in cooperation: "Don't worry, Izumi-kun and Baiteng-kun, I will always protect you!"

Seeing this, the two samurai couldn't help but wonder why Master Sasaki, who usually didn't like Zuo Jing very much, left him to protect him today.

But at this time, they didn't dare to ask more questions, and quickly retreated.

"Zuo Jing, come in with me."

"Yes! Sir Sasaki, please rest assured."

It was also the first time for Zuo Jing to receive such treatment, and his heart suddenly became excited.

The fat man nodded, glanced at Zhao Ke, the smile on that chubby face grew stronger, and he patted Zuo Jing on the shoulder: "Then I can rest assured."

"Hey!"

After the fat man finished speaking, he suddenly stabbed along the gap in the armor, along the lower rib of the left well.

After about an incense stick, the footsteps of two warriors were heard outside the door.

"Om..."

The door opened slowly, and the fat man cursed with a dark face, "Idiot, why is it taking so long, give it to me quickly."

As he spoke, the fat man snatched the roll of black cloth, wrapped the box, stuffed it into Zuo Jing's arms beside him, and said coldly, "Hold it!"

"Yes!"

Zuo Jing kept his head down, his helmet covered his face, he held the box in his arms, and followed behind the fat man.

"My lord, go slowly." Seeing that the fat man was about to leave, Zhao Ke stood up and sent Sasaki out the door with his hands clasped.

After the fat man took the people away, Zhao Ke didn't leave, but sat there, thinking in his heart.

This fat man, named Musashi Sasaki, is one of the twelve stewards of the shogunate, responsible for the procurement, expansion, and taxation and finance of the shogunate. He has little power, but he has many benefits.

After opening the box just now, Sasaki found that the box was empty, and Zhao Ke controlled it with a ghost technique in a daze. Zhao Ke asked a lot about Sasaki's background and information about this mission.

But because of Sasaki's position, he doesn't have access to too many secrets. He only knows that there have been many ghosts outside the capital recently, and news that people have been killed has been received one after another.

Due to some financial reasons, the shogunate has not always had enough manpower, and the number of samurai is only less than 300. As for the others, they are all just names.

The so-called named warriors are actually those businessmen who donated money to buy a warrior's name and made offerings every year.

The current strength of the shogunate is very empty. Not only the finances, manpower, but also the big names of the surrounding countries have begun to find various excuses to shirk the assignment of tasks to the shogunate, so now even the prestige of the shogunate is constantly declining.

So recently, the general of the shogunate has made two-handed preparations. On the one hand, he contacted the Yinyang Shrine in Kyoto for help.

On the other hand, it is to start recruiting manpower, especially for some powerful ronin, to enter the shogunate to supplement the strength of the shogunate.

Zhao Ke did not kill Sasaki, but used the soul splitting technique to inject it into Sasaki's body.

Similar to the last scary space, old man Zhou's method is somewhat similar, directly injecting the split soul into the living person's body, the result is a bit like his own schizophrenia.

If you want, you can control Sasaki's thinking at any time, or change his memory.

Sitting there, Zhao Ke thought about the feeling of controlling Sasaki, and suddenly an idea popped into his mind, what if the seven personalities in his mind were injected into his body by others?

Thinking of this, Zhao Ke couldn't help shivering, goosebumps all over his body stood up, hugged his arms with both hands and rubbed them a few times, let out a breath of cold air, shook his head quickly, and let the unrealistic thought in his mind go Dispel away.

He had already got the letter of recommendation, but Zhao Ke was a little hesitant at this time, always feeling that joining the shogunate seemed like a pitfall.

From Sasaki's point of view, the current shogunate is very corrupt. Even at this time, Sasaki's idea is to rely on the opportunity of the letter of recommendation to find those merchants and sell them at a good price.

You must know that the low position of a businessman in Japan is quite low. Even if he has money, the gap in status cannot be bridged. Even a down-and-out samurai can ask the businessman to kneel down, otherwise he can directly kill the businessman.

Therefore, being able to buy the status of a samurai with money is the business that many businessmen are most willing to invest in.

Let me ask, how much future can such a shogunate, which has been weak for a long time and all the officials below have dreams of getting rich, have if they join in?

Besides, Sasaki mentioned the Yin-Yang Shrine. Zhao Ke didn’t know much about it, but it seemed that it should be a very powerful organization. Maybe they would go in, nine out of ten, and they might be cannon fodder for the big shots of these organizations.

"Bang bang bang..."

Just when Zhao Ke was thinking, the door outside suddenly rang, and the corners of Zhao Ke's mouth raised slightly, and he said in his heart: "Sure enough, we're still here."

He said coldly, "Come in."

"Om..."

The door was opened, and a man and a woman stepped in. After the two stepped in, the man stood sideways to block the door, while the woman leaned against the window.

The woman looked Zhao Ke up and down, and saw that Zhao Ke was sitting cross-legged all the time, with no expression of joy or anger on his face, one hand on the teacup, messy hair covering his side left eye, so she couldn't find him. any valuable information.

"Something happened!"

Zhao Ke asked without raising his head.

When the woman heard the words, she was a little uncertain for a moment, and asked tentatively: "We want to ask for cooperation, and there is no malicious intention."

"Oh!" Zhao Ke wiped his tea and nodded.

Seeing this, the woman glanced at the man beside her, and the two looked at each other for a moment, then continued: "We have also received the main task, but we have some troubles regarding the letter of recommendation, so..."

"At 30 points, I can give you a letter of recommendation!"

Before the woman could finish speaking, Zhao Ke took a sip of the tea on his hand and directly interrupted her hypocritical nonsense.