"You two lowlifes, get out of my way! Don't you know you're blocking the road?"
A very arrogant voice came from nearby.
Yamabuki and Saitō Furōfushi simultaneously turned to look at the side of the road, only to realize that they were standing in the middle of the main road, and beside them was a very noble carriage, with servants and samurai clearing the way both in front and behind it.
The one who had shouted just now was the samurai walking at the very front.
To intimidate the young man and woman, that samurai even drew his sword.
In ancient Japan, the class system was extremely strict, and samurai killing people did not violate the law.
Some samurai would casually hack down residents on the roadside just to test if their swords were sharp.
However, unfortunately, Yamabuki and Saitō Furōfushi didn't even put these so-called nobles in their eyes. After all, wouldn't they end up in our place after they died?
"What happened?" A Middle-aged Noble's voice came from inside the carriage.
The samurai at the front hurriedly apologized: "My Lord, two country bumpkins are blocking the way. I will expel them right away. Hey, you two, move aside immediately! This is Kyoto, not your countryside! If you don't move, I won't be polite. Do you know who is sitting in this carriage?"
Saitō Furōfushi asked with a curious expression: "Where is Kyoto?!"
Yamabuki, having spent much of his previous life immersed in anime and manga, had a slight understanding of this place.
Kyoto was also known as Heian-kyō, with a history of over a thousand years, and many interesting stories had taken place there.
For example, the famous exorcist Abe no Seimei.
Of course, whenever Abe no Seimei was mentioned, Yamabuki thought of a niche anime from many years ago, "Nura: Rise of the Yokai Clan," whose main battlefield was Kyoto.
As for why Yamabuki remembered this anime so clearly?
That was because…
If there was a god in the "black silk" world, that god must be Hagoromo Gitsune.
Hagoromo Gitsune's black silk is the GOAT.
And she's also a married woman.
A married woman's black silk, ahem, you all know.
The samurai saw that the young man and woman in front of him completely ignored him. He was a bit embarrassed and prepared to directly hack the two ignorant young people to death in the street.
Just then, Saitō Furōfushi suddenly asked: "It looks like the person in the carriage should be a noble, right?"
Yamabuki immediately understood his meaning: "Since he's a noble, he must be very rich, right!"
"He's actually very rich…"
The two of them simultaneously turned to look at the carriage.
The horses pulling the carriage sensed something ominous and restlessly pawed the ground.
The samurai had already approached with his sword. Yamabuki suddenly reached out and grabbed his head, pressing him directly to the ground, while not forgetting to say to Saitō Furōfushi beside him: "Be careful, don't kill anyone. Don't casually increase my workload!"
Saitō Furōfushi was as happy as a two-hundred-year-old child. He directly drew his sword and licked his lips with a wicked smile: "Don't worry, I'll be careful. I won't hack them to death!"
Instantly, the street was in chaos!
How could ordinary people, no matter how strong, be stronger than Shinigami?
Even if two random Gotei 13 members came, they could easily beat these arrogant samurai. After all, Gotei 13 members are not meant to fight these wastes, but to subjugate Hollows.
The two of them directly cut through the samurai in front, rushing all the way to the carriage. Inside the carriage sat a Middle-aged Noble, who shouted in terror: "Are you assassins sent by the general?"
"Assassinate your mother's head!" Yamabuki went up and delivered a powerful slap, directly stunning the Middle-aged Noble.
"Give us your money! Hand over all the money you have on you!" Saitō Furōfushi pointed her sword at the Middle-aged Noble.
Only then did the Middle-aged Noble realize he had encountered robbers.
He said with a crying voice: "Two heroes, I was just out for a stroll; I didn't bring much money with me…"
"Then let's just kill him," Yamabuki directly raised the sword in his hand, preparing to chop the Middle-aged Noble down with one strike.
"Wait a minute! Although I don't have money on me, my family is very wealthy. How about you come back to my house with me to get the money?" The Middle-aged Noble said, trembling.
At this moment, the samurai behind the carriage also rushed forward.
"Master, rest assured, with us here, these two bandits dare not harm you in the slightest!"
Saitō Furōfushi swung her sword back, the blade like a whirlwind, directly severing all the swords in these men's hands.
"If anyone says another word, I'll chop off their head! You, take us home to get the money," Saitō Furōfushi commanded.
The Middle-aged Noble grimaced and obediently raised his hands in surrender.
Just then, Saitō Furōfushi noticed a wooden box under the carriage. She pried open the wooden box with her sword, and inside, it was all gold and jewels.
"This is what you meant by 'didn't bring money'?" Saitō Furōfushi looked at the Middle-aged Noble with an unfriendly expression.
"This money… you can't take this money! This is my daughter's life-saving money. Even if you kill me, I can't give it to you!" The Middle-aged Noble tightly hugged the wooden box.
"Then you can die!" Saitō Furōfushi didn't care about such things. This wild girl was originally lawless by nature; unless someone could subdue her, no one could control her.
"What's the rush? Let's ask him what's going on. What happened to your daughter? Is she seriously ill or injured?" Yamabuki asked.
As the saying goes, saving a life is better than building a seven-story pagoda.
The ancients also said, "Take people's money, eliminate their troubles."
If this noble's daughter was truly injured or sick, he could certainly offer help. What if she was a beauty?
Of course, he had no other intentions. Looking at beautiful women is something ingrained in the DNA of all males; it cannot be changed.
Unless there's a problem with that person's DNA.
The Middle-aged Noble said tremblingly: "Neither. My daughter isn't sick, nor is she injured. But she's about to die; an evil spirit has possessed her. This money is to hire an exorcist…"
"Pfft!" Saitō Furōfushi and Yamabuki both burst out laughing.
Yamabuki put his hand on the Middle-aged Noble's shoulder: "Give us the money, and I'll take care of the evil spirit haunting your daughter. By the way, is your daughter pretty?"
The Middle-aged Noble looked at these two bandits, trembling.
Can bandits also exorcise demons?
If they could exorcise demons, why would they be bandits?
This logic doesn't make sense, does it?
But these two people didn't give him a chance to resist and directly snatched the box full of gold and jewels.
Saitō Furōfushi asked curiously: "Do you think if we take these things back, we can sell them for some money?"
"Who knows? Maybe," Yamabuki said indifferently.
Ōmaeda's family would later make their fortune by reselling jewelry. The love for gold is already ingrained in human DNA, and even Shinigami are no exception.
Because Shinigami are also transformed from humans.
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