Journey to Seek Past Reincarnations Chapter 7: Killing Night

His hand slid to my skirt skillfully, I quickly grabbed his hand, and before he made any further moves, I used a trick that anyone would use without thinking, and screamed loudly: " Ah!!!!!!"

This trick really worked, he immediately let go of me, and asked in a cold voice: "You are not Ah Chang, who are you?"

This voice is **** and touching like a lingering mist, so familiar...

At this moment, the room suddenly lit up, as if someone outside heard the shout and rushed in holding a lantern.

By candlelight, I saw the face in front of me clearly at once, the corners of my mouth twitched, and I stammered: "Mr. Dodo."

He also looked shocked, "Why are you here!"

"I'm here to deliver something, you must have misunderstood the person." I replied helplessly.

"Send things here, why are you so stupid!"

"Hey, you're the one who is so impatient, you go up without even knowing who it is!"

He was obviously stunned by my words, and then frowned again: "Why do you talk like that!"

"Huh!" I snorted heavily.

"Ah, deputy chief! Ah, the woman of the head office!" A voice rang out in surprise. I turned my head to look, and couldn't help sighing how unlucky, Nagakura Shinpachi, the gossip brother, is actually here!

"Deputy Chief, you and her..." Yongcang was also shocked, following his gaze, I suddenly found another very serious problem, Hijikata and I were still maintaining such an ambiguous posture.

He seemed to have noticed it too, so he quickly got up and took a step back.

"Hey, Mr. Baozi, don't talk nonsense, this is a misunderstanding!" I stared at Yongcang and said.

A strange expression flashed across Yongcang's face, and he slipped out of the crowd with a smile on his face. He won't talk nonsense, I exchanged a look of hatred with the earthworker, and the earthworker rushed out of the door immediately, and Yongcang's scream came from the door immediately. Only then did I feel relieved, the devil's deputy chief must have a way to make him obediently unable to speak a word...

After going back at night, I fell asleep, I was really tired today...

The farce at Shimabara Kameya is finally over. I don't know what method Hijikata used, but Shinpachi didn't say a word anyway.

As the weather turns colder, the Souji's cough seems to get worse, and he doesn't come to Omiya as often as before. I occasionally visit him at Honganji Temple. Sometimes we also meet in front of the malt shop, chatting while eating Dou Ping Tang.

Although it seems to be peaceful, the political situation in Kyoto has become turbulent. According to the history books, the fallen army will start a war in Kyoto soon...

On this day, I just came back from the front room, and as usual, there was another basket of radishes as a side dish. For some reason, it seems that the side dish of radish is always indispensable in the dishes of this era. Japanese samurai always look down on people who pay attention to diet, thinking that it is an act of contempt for a man. The usual diet is very simple, mainly grains, pickled vegetables, kelp, seaweed and fish. There are also ochazuke and the like that are even simpler, that is, boil the rice and let it cool, then wash it down with hot tea and add a little salt when eating. This kind of thing is very convenient to carry and cook, but it is seriously lacking in nutrients such as iron, protein, and vitamins.

The Shinsengumi often needs ambushes, tracking, and guards, and usually eats this kind of food. Always eating such things can easily lead to anemia and low resistance. In short, compared with the current Japanese cuisine, it is much more boring and monotonous. Compared with the rich and colorful delicacies of our China, it is even more different. After being here for a while, I seem to have lost weight. When I go back, I must take Asuka and treat me to a big meal.

Just as he was thinking about it, he suddenly bumped into a person. One of the radishes in the basket fell out, and I didn't see who I bumped into. I just said "I'm sorry" habitually, then bent down to pick up the radish and wanted to leave.

"Do you want to leave just like that!" A low voice came to my ears, and I looked up when I heard it, and then I felt a little troublesome. A young man dressed as a ronin was looking at me unfriendly.

I tried to use a calm tone and said: "I have already apologized, isn't that enough?"

"Of course not enough, do you know who I am, I'm a warrior, a warrior." His tone suddenly became frivolous again, "However, if you are willing to accompany me, I will forgive you this time."

What a rotten person, I looked around, and there were a lot of people watching, looking like they were watching. Alas, the indifference of human feelings is the same in modern times as in ancient times. Depending on the situation, he could only save himself, but it was difficult to use spells in front of so many people.

"Oh, that's it, I shouldn't refuse, but there are so many people here..." I pretended to be shy, and whispered, "Why don't you come with me." Turning around, I walked into the narrow alley in front of me. go.

He immediately laughed maliciously and followed quickly.

As soon as I entered the empty alley, I showed an evil smile and quickly pasted the amulet on him. Seeing his panic-stricken look, I couldn't help but smile even brighter. Now, you will become meat on the chopping board, and I will slaughter you...

Of course, first of all, I slapped him twice **** the face, which made his eyes stare, and my claw marks were clearly left on his cheeks.

"You want me to accompany you, do you deserve it?" I pinched his chin and smiled. It turns out that pinching someone's chin is quite cool.

"You, who are you?" His words were muffled by his swollen face.

"You don't care who I am."

"I'm going to kill you, you hateful woman!" He seemed very unconvinced.

"Shut up!" I picked up the long radish in the basket, broke off a section, and stuffed it into his mouth.

"You don't have to worry about who I am, anyway, whoever offends me won't be able to see tomorrow's sunrise." The chief executive said that very handsomely, so I'll use it to apply it.

Just as I was thinking about trying to figure out some tricks and teach him a lesson, a figure suddenly rushed into the alley, and a familiar ice-like voice sounded behind me: "Get away from that girl immediately!"

It's the voice of the general manager! When I turned my head, it really was the chief executive! "Xiaoyin, it's you!" The chief executive was surprised when he saw it was me. "Get out of that dangerous place!" he said loudly, with a hint of urgency in his tone. Wearing a light green haori, he seemed to be on patrol. I quickly tore off the amulet from that man, turned around as fast as I could, and ran to the chief executive.

"I'm fine!" I smiled at him. As soon as the man realized that he could move, he brushed the ground and pulled out the knife from his waist, ready to attack.

"Do you want to swing a knife at the captain of the first team of the Shinsengumi?" I looked at him with a half-smile.

The man was taken aback, looked at the chief executive carefully, and said hesitantly, "Could it be that you are..."

"Shoji Okita, the captain of the first team of the Shinsengumi." A bright smile appeared on the face of the chief. But to that man, that smile was probably the call of hell. I saw his complexion changed drastically, and he fled away without looking back.

"Xiao Yin, are you okay?" The chief executive didn't bother to pay attention to him, he just asked me worriedly.

"It's okay, it's a good thing you came here, by the way, why did you come here?" I looked at him with a smile and said.

He showed a trace of relief and said: "Just now on the patrol road with Mr. Saito, I heard them saying that there are ronin harassing the people, so I came to take a look. I didn't expect it to be you, as long as you are fine."

"I don't think it's her who has something wrong." A cold voice came from beside me, I was startled suddenly, and when I raised my head suddenly, I realized that Saito was standing beside us like a ghost . I patted my chest and said repeatedly: "Mr. Saito, why did you suddenly appear like a ghost, it is easy to kill people like this."

He didn't answer me, just looked at me meaningfully. I was a little scared by his gaze, did he notice something?

Out of the alley, the chief executive and I walked ahead talking and laughing, and Saito followed us five or six steps away from us.

A gust of cold wind blew in the face, and the director immediately coughed a few times in a low voice. My heart trembled slightly, and I continued to smile and said: "The New Year is coming soon."

As soon as he mentioned this, the general manager smiled even brighter, and said: "Well, do you know that every New Year, the Kyoto Prefecture will hold a fireworks display near the Sumida River, which is very beautiful. By the way, you have seen Fireworks?"

"I, I haven't seen it before." I whispered. I'm not lying, I have never seen ancient fireworks.

"Is that so," he said with a mysterious smile, "then I will take you to a place on the day of the fireworks display, where watching the fireworks is the best."

Looking at his joyful expression, I was also infected by him unconsciously. I nodded, "Okay, don't forget."

He looked at me and smiled so innocently, transparently, warmly and fragilely.

The new year is getting closer and closer, and Omiya's business is busier than usual. Aju is basically busy in the store alone, and her husband Takeshita is often not in the store.

That night, the weather was extremely cold, only the whistling wind could be heard outside, and there was abnormally no one in the shop. Mr. Takeshita was not at home as usual, and Aju and I chatted for a while, and were going to close up for a rest.

As I was clearing the table, she suddenly bent down and moaned in pain. I was startled, quickly supported her, and asked, "What's the matter, Aju?"

There was already a layer of cold sweat on her forehead, and she whispered: "I, my stomach hurts badly. Yes, it's an old problem." She struggled to stand up and rummaged through something in a wooden box , Turned over for a while, his face changed, and he said: "Oops, the medicine has been taken."

"What medicine? I'll buy it for you." I said.

She looked distressed, and said: "It's already so late, forget it." Seeing that she was in unbearable pain, it seemed a bit like a stomach ulcer or something. I helped her lie down in the inner room, and said, "I'll go buy it, you wait for me, it's fine."

She hesitated for a moment, and said: "Thank you, as long as you tell Mr. Matsuo that it is Aju from Omi House, he will know."

I nodded, smiled at her, and hurried out the door.

The pharmacy is in Hachijo, where I bought Chuanbei before. So I'm familiar with it.

Kyoto at night is indeed very cold. As soon as I went out, I was so cold that I shivered. Quickly wrapped the clothes tighter and walked forward quickly.

When he was about to reach the medicine store, he faintly saw a few figures reflected on the paper window upstairs of the medicine store. Just as I was about to continue walking, I suddenly saw a few people encircling the place at a very fast speed. The surroundings were very dark, and I couldn't see who they were. Just in case, I immediately hid in the hiding place and watched them, only to hear a low and deep voice: "Those spies sent by Changzhou are gathering here tonight, wait a minute, if there are any rebels, immediately Kill!" I covered my mouth in shock to keep from making a sound. Isn't this voice the voice of Deputy Chief Devil? Are they on a mission? Is it this pharmacy?

Several figures quickly kicked open the sliding door, and rushed in with a knife like lightning. Immediately there were screams in the room, the sound of swords clashing, and the sound of the sword piercing into the body. Like splashed ink on the white paper window, one after another, one after another blood-colored flowers bloomed, which looked even more strange and terrifying under the dim candlelight.

At this moment, they all turned into ghosts...

With a bang, a man covered in blood rushed out, and then several others rushed out, and one of them slashed his back very quickly. At this moment, the moon came out at some point, and under the moonlight, I clearly saw the members of the Shinsengumi wearing light green haori, Deputy Chief Devil, Kazu Saito, Saburo Hirama, and ——General Director. It was Saburo Hirama who gave the man a fatal blow. The man did not fall down immediately. Instead, he raised his head, stared into the distance unwillingly, and said with difficulty: "Only, only the Restoration, Japan, Japan can Only with a future... can we get rid of the fate of subjugation..." He suddenly turned around, struggled to take out a cloth bag from his arms, and said to Saburo with his last breath, "Mr. Hera, Mr. Hera, I, I don't blame you, please, please give this to Aju for me."

Before the man fell down, I saw the man's face clearly through the moonlight, and finally couldn't help but let out a soft cry under the shock. That man is actually Aju's husband, Mr. Takeshita! It turned out that he was a reformer of Changzhou Fan!

As soon as I let out a soft breath, I felt my body lighten up, and I was lifted out of the darkness.

"Xiaoyin!" The director stared at me in surprise, losing his usual smile.

"It's you again." A trace of surprise flashed across Saito's face. Alas, how do I know why this happens every time.

When Tufang who carried me out saw me, his subordinates loosened unconsciously, and his guarded eyes softened a little, "Why are you here?" He asked coldly.

"I'm here to buy medicine for Aju." As I said, I gave Takeshita a sympathetic look at the dead Takeshita, feeling a little sad, how should I tell Aju?

I took another look at Saburo. The cheerful Saburo in the past held the cloth bag in his hand and stood beside Takeshita's body in a daze, muttering: "Why is it him, why is it him..."

"Throw it away." Saito said coldly.

"No," Saburo quickly put the cloth bag into his arms, "He asked me to give it to Aju, I can't refuse."

"In this way, wouldn't Aju know that you killed his husband?" Tufang said with a serious expression.

"I killed it in the first place. In short, I must hand over this kind of thing to Aju with my own hands. Don't tell anyone! I killed her husband! Can't you even agree to this small request!" He growled uncharacteristically.

Hijikata and Saito didn't say anything, they just put the knife back into the scabbard.

"Let's go back." The general manager smiled lightly, and patted Saburo's shoulder lightly. Saburo didn't speak, and walked forward slowly.

"Deputy chief, I'll go back later." The director general smiled and said to the earthworker. The earthworker looked at me, then at the director general, and nodded.

Looking at their backs going away, the director's smile disappeared for a moment, and then he smiled at me again and said: "It's late, I'll take you back."

"No need." My mind was in a mess, I didn't know how to tell Aju about this tragic incident, I kept imagining Aju's sad expression after she knew about it, and my mood became worse and worse, as if All of a sudden sank to the bottom.

His expression dimmed for a while, but he continued to smile and said: "Then..."

"Director, I know it's not your fault to kill people, but I don't like your attitude that killing people doesn't matter..." I blurted out somehow.

He didn't speak, just looked at me, the expression on his face was unpredictable, there was a chill in his eyes that I had never seen before, and there was even a chill in his voice, "Because——I'm not human Son of a ghost, I am—the son of a ghost." Suddenly, I felt a chill run up my spine, such a chief executive feels depressing.

"Director, I didn't mean that, I..." I was startled to slip up.

"I understand. Alright, let's take you home." He suddenly laughed again, and the suppressed feeling just now disappeared.

Director, are you an angel or Shura?

"Cough, cough..." He suddenly bent down, covered his mouth and coughed violently, spitting out a mouthful of blood, followed by another mouthful. I clearly saw bright red blood leaking from his fingers, and my heart throbbed violently. I took a few steps towards him, squatted down, and hugged him tightly in my arms. His body shook violently, trying to push me away, he whispered: "Ahem... I will stain your clothes."

I hugged him even tighter, shaking my head, but I couldn't say anything, I just felt a bit of distress spreading from the bottom of my heart...

There was another burst of rapid coughing, and there was a sudden heat on his shoulders. My body trembled, the chief's blood was very hot, very hot...my shoulder seemed to be burning...

In the cold winter night, the wind continued to blow, and I held on to the chief's hands tightly, and I didn't let go...why, this young man makes people feel so distressed...