Volume 3 Buddha's Enemy Chapter 126: The Dilapidated Village
"Thank you, Samurai-sama! Thank you so much!"
A middle-aged woman kept thanking Ogata.
This middle-aged woman was Yoshiro's wife.
Jilang's family is an ordinary family of three, with an ordinary wife and an ordinary daughter.
His daughter looked about 14 or 15 years old. She and her mother were supporting Yoshiro and looking at Ogata with gratitude.
"Thank you very much, Samurai-sama." Supported by his wife and daughter, Yoshiro bowed deeply to Ogata.
There is a reason why Yoshiro and the other two are so grateful to Ogata .
Jilang's foot was injured and he couldn't return to the village by his own strength.
If no one helped him, he would have to stay in the cold snow forever.
Staying in such cold snow for too long - especially at night - can easily result in death.
After Yoshiro thanked Ogata, a hint of apology flashed in his eyes.
"I'm sorry, samurai-sama." Jilang said in a cautious tone, "Our family is very poor, and we really can't give you anything to repay you. If you don't mind, we have a few sweet potatoes at home..."
Before Yoshiro could finish his words, Obe waved his hand and interrupted him:
"No need for any thank you gift. I didn't send you back to the village just for a thank you gift."
However——As soon as Ogata finished speaking, Yoshiro said to him urgently:
"Master Samurai! If you don't want a thank you gift, we will feel bad!"
After hearing what Yoshiro said, Ogata was silent for a while.
"How about this?"
Ogata smiled at Yoshiro.
"It's almost noon now, and I'm just feeling hungry."
"Just tell me if there's any food store nearby."
"Tell me where the store is - that's your thank you gift to me."
"Ah, this, of course, is no problem!" Jilang raised his hand and pointed to the north, "Sir, just keep going in this direction, and after you leave the village, you will come across a teahouse."
"That teahouse not only sells tea, but also snacks like glutinous rice balls!"
"Thank you very much." Ogata smiled at Yoshiro and bowed slightly, "I received ."
"Well then - goodbye, Jilang. We'll meet again someday."
After saying that, Ogata turned around and was about to leave.
"Master Warrior, please at least tell me your name! I don't even know your name, my benefactor."
"Benefactor or something... that's too exaggerated... I just did some trivial things that are not worth mentioning. As for the name..."
A helpless smile appeared on Ogata's face.
"I think it's better if you don't know my name..."
After saying this, Ogata did not stay any longer and left directly from the sight of Yoshiro and others.
Seeing that Ogata refused to tell them his name, Yoshiro, his wife, and daughter looked at each other, with confusion on their faces.
Seeing that Ogata was unwilling to reveal his name, Yoshiro and the other two did not dare to force him.
The three of them bowed deeply towards Ogata's back.
Only after Ogata completely disappeared from their sight did the three of them straighten up.
When walking out of Yokawa Village, Ogata kept quietly looking at every house in Yokawa Village and all the people who passed by him.
The first and only impression that Shikawa Village left on Ogata was that it was dilapidated.
Every corner of Sihe Village exudes a shabby atmosphere.
Every house is run-down and old.
The villagers who passed by Ogata all had pale faces and were in extremely bad mental states.
In a nutshell - the air in Sihe Village is filled with the smell of poverty.
"It seems..."
Ogata muttered in a voice that only he could hear.
"The Negishi family's oppression of the common people here is really severe..."
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Ogata found the direction that Yoshiro had pointed and walked straight forward.
The road is quite difficult to walk on.
The road is quite narrow, barely wide enough for two people to walk side by side.
Walking along this narrow road, Ogata suddenly discovered that there were five people walking towards him in front of him.
These five people were dressed quite strangely.
Without a sword, you are not a samurai.
In terms of temperament, he doesn't look like a farmer or a town dweller.
The way they looked and the way they walked gave Ogata the feeling that they were uncouth...
However, Ogata did not pay much attention to the five people coming towards him.
Because the road was narrow, Ogata tried to walk at the edge of the road, intending to pass by the five people.
Just as Ogata was about to pass by these five people, he did not notice that the leader of the five people - an ugly young man with a horse face - had a meaningful smile on his face.
Bang.
When Ogata was about to pass by the five people, the left half of Ogata's body collided heavily with the left half of Ma Lian's body.
After the dull sound of flesh colliding, Horse Face immediately turned his head and said to Ogata with an apologetic look on his face:
"My lord warrior, I'm so sorry!"
"It's okay." Ogata said, gently rubbing his left shoulder.
The road was very narrow, so it was normal to bump into something accidentally, so Ogata didn't pay much attention to such a trivial matter.
After saying "It's okay", Obe ignored the five people and continued walking forward, looking for the teahouse that Yoshiro pointed out.
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After walking out of this narrow path, Ogata felt as if everything was suddenly enlightened.
Beyond this path is an empty snowy field.
Not far ahead, Ogata saw a wooden house with thin smoke coming out of it.
There was a big banner on top of the wooden house, with a huge word "Tea" written on it.
"arrive……"
Ogata muttered excitedly and quickened his pace.
When he arrived at the tea house, Obe was able to smell the tempting aroma of tea and food.
This teahouse was built in the suburbs and seemed to be specifically designed to serve ronin like Ogata and merchants who traveled around the country.
Ogata looked inside and saw only a middle-aged man busying himself inside.
It seems that this middle-aged man is the owner of this teahouse.
"Shopkeeper!" Ogata shouted.
The shop owner who heard Ogata's voice looked in the direction of the sound.
"Do you have sticky rice dumplings here?"
"Yes!" the shop owner said cheerfully, "How many glutinous rice dumplings do you want? I have as many as you want!"
"Okay, bring me five skewers of glutinous rice dumplings first!"
"Would you like some tea?"
"Of course. Bring up the best tea you have in your store!"
"okay!"