Infinite Postman/Dreadful Postman

After the ninja finished speaking this time, Zhao Ke and Lu Hao heard reminders at the same time.

[Main Mission 1: Join Koga]

[Mission reminder: Only those who have reached a certain level of crime will be eligible to join Koga]

After getting the task prompt, Zhao Ke and Lu Hao hesitated for a while. This is obviously a choice of lineup. To join the ghost dough, a letter of recommendation is undoubtedly required.

To join Koga, you need crime points. In comparison, crime points are more difficult, but not necessarily.

Because this is Kyoto, it must be very difficult to obtain crime points.

But if you go out of Kyoto and rob and kill some merchants and ashigaru in some towns, this kind of thing is not difficult to get.

Of course, on the contrary, it is obviously difficult to get a letter of recommendation from those small villages and towns outside, and it takes a certain amount of luck to get it.

"Before joining, can I ask, what is the relationship between Koga and Yinyang Shrine?"

The reason why Zhao Ke refused to join the ghost dough was because of the Yin-Yang Shrine, whose power, influence, and strength were astonishingly strong.

With the emergence of such an organization, their postmen are destined to become second-rate, no!It should even be said to be third-rate.

If you make a ranking list of several strengths, it is not difficult to find that Yin Yang Shrine is the first-class master in this space.

The Koga, Iga, and these two ninjutsu factions, plus those daimyos and generals, belong to the second-rate.

As for their postmen, they are only third-rate, and those who are lower than them are probably those ashigaru and samurai.

"what relationship!"

The ninja thought for a while, and saw a venomous look under the ghost mask, and said in a low voice: "The credit of an onmyoji is equivalent to two thousand, as long as you can kill it, no matter what means ,It will be all right."

Zhao Ke frowned, with a smile on his face, and said, "If that's the case, we can join."

"very good!"

Knowing that Zhao Ke is willing to join, the ninja's voice can be heard, he deliberately suppressed the excitement: "Time is running out, I can't hold a ceremony for you, this waist card is for you as a token, but now I have one more thing to ask you."

"whats the matter??"

Lu Hao asked.

The ninja narrowed his eyes into a straight line, looked at the fire behind the shogunate, and said, "It's very simple, that's..."

Chapter 163 Lighting Temple

When the sky just dawned in the morning, the gate of the city was already opened. Because of the fire in the shogunate, the gate of the city had been sealed for three whole days. The merchants outside could not enter, and the people inside could not get out.

There are also various inquiries every day, which makes people in the capital panic.

So early this morning, when the city gate opened, some were eager to enter the city, and some were eager to leave the city. There was a sudden chaos around the city gate, and it was not until noon that the intersection became clear.

"My lord, we are merchants and we plan to go out of the city to buy goods. At this time, the documents will be passed."

A donkey cart came running from a distance, and after being stopped by a few ashigaru, the fat man who drove the cart fumbled for a while from his arms.

He took out a crumpled envelope and handed it up.

Before reaching out to grab it, the ashigaru leader at the head smelled a strong smell of sweat, and when he covered his nose, his eyes felt burning pain.

He squinted at the fat man, with a beard on his face. He didn't know how long he hadn't showered. The stench was stronger than that of the man who pulled the shit out of him.

Seeing this, the guard simply waved his hand, didn't bother to check the carriage, and cursed: "Get out!"

"Yes, thank you sir, I'm leaving now."

Seeing this, the fat man was overjoyed, put away the paperwork in his hands, picked up the whip in his hand, whipped the donkey, and urged the carriage out of the city.

As soon as he stepped out of the city gate, the outside sun shone directly on Fatty's face, the scorching light shone on his skin with a tingling sensation.

The fat man reached out his hand to touch the thick stubble on his face, turned back and opened the curtain of the carriage, looked inside, and saw Zhao Ke sitting in the carriage, holding a book in his hand, reading intently.

At this time, Zhao Ke's appearance has undergone earth-shaking changes. He looks like a middle-aged man, with a face that looks like he has experienced many vicissitudes.

"Boss, what are you watching?? I haven't seen you sleep well in the past few days."

Zhao Ke didn't look up, carefully opened another page of the book, and said without raising his head: "Medical Classics."

Lu Hao was taken aback: "Medical Classics?? You still read that thing??"

Zhao Ke slowly closed the book in his hand, he seemed a little tired, his eyes were bloodshot.

I don't know why, in the past few days, he has always been particularly anxious and uneasy, but what went wrong, Zhao Ke doesn't know, but he always feels that there is some danger approaching him.

For the past few days, Zhao Ke couldn't sleep well, and now there is a layer of dark circles under his eyelids.

Gently pinching the bridge of the nose with his fingers, he said, "In the Dimension of Horror, apart from stamps, there are actually many conveniences for learning. Usually, we can't understand this kind of books, but now we can."

Zhao Ke took the medical scriptures in his hand and included them in the postal album. These medical scriptures were all orphaned copies stored in the shogunate medical hall, and most of them came from the Tang Dynasty.

Not to mention that the medical scriptures have been translated, even if they haven't, they wouldn't be able to understand them in reality.

But it's different in the horror space, just like they read Japanese, the meaning will appear in the most simple and clear mind, the most direct and convenient.

Of course, this method has certain limitations, such as ghost drawing talismans, some spells and secret techniques, no matter how much Zhao Ke and the others hold them in their hands, they will not be able to understand them.

"Boss, Hattori Hanzo, why are you lurking in Kyoto? Listening to his tone, it seems that he has been eyeing you from the beginning."

Lu Hao didn't expect that the ninja that night would be the famous ninja overlord in history, Hattori Hanzo.

Thinking of this, Lu Hao's voice was a little excited: "Boss, in history, Hattori Hanzo was a panacea. First, he rose rapidly through Oda Nobunaga, and later he became a vassal of the Tokugawa family. It feels like he is under no one's hands. Very open, do you think the main line of the horror space will be the same as in history?"

Hearing this, Zhao Ke raised his head and stared at Lu Hao. The unsteady eyes made Lu Hao feel terrified.

Just when Lu Hao couldn't take it anymore, Zhao Ke said, "Did you go out without a brain?"

"what??"

Lu Hao was taken aback by Zhao Ke's question and didn't react.

"It's not that we have traveled into history. Everything in the horror space is just a shadow in reality, just like your shadow. The shadow is always crooked, so historical things can be used as a reference, but don't take it too seriously. .”

After Zhao Ke finished speaking, he closed his eyes and meditated.

For Hattori Hanzo, Zhao Ke was also very surprised.

In fact, this guy had crossed paths with me twice before. The first time was when he tricked Sasaki into going to a restaurant, the boy in that restaurant.

This point, Zhao Ke didn't have much impression, but another meeting, Zhao Ke had a very clear impression.