Maybe a Fake Gintama Chapter 7: :Dream and Nightmare
"You don't know yet, Jiang Cheng likes Chinese food the most, and besides Songyang, it seems that he has never invited anyone to eat the food in his hand." Yin Shi said with a smile.
"Is that so? Then I will wait with anticipation for the deliciousness after tasting!" Gui replied.
"Hmph, it's just cheap pork." Takasugi snorted disdainfully, "But since you have sincerely invited it, it seems a little unreasonable not to taste it."
At this time, the people carrying the lanterns finally discovered Jiang Cheng and the others.
The leading middle-aged man with a bun holding a lantern pointed the lantern to the four Jiang Cheng and said, "Hey, the little devils over there, what are you doing here in the middle of the night?"
"Panasonic Village School, the disciple of Yoshida Songyang, Sakata Gintoki!"
"Same as above, Jiang Cheng! / Katsura Kotaro! / Takasugi Shinsuke!"
"Come on!" The four of them shouted at the same time and rushed towards the middle-aged men with buns.
When everyone saw this, they put their hands on the hilt of the sword around their waists. "What do these little devils want to do?!" a man with a bun shouted, and everyone was ready to draw their swords.
But at this moment, "Please don't draw your sword!" Song Yang's voice came from behind the men with buns.
In an instant, the men with the buns turned their heads to look at Songyang in shock, and the four Jiang Cheng stopped instantly.
"I hope the two sides can exercise restraint, let it go, and don't force me to draw my sword." Songyang continued.
"Yoshida Songyang, you bastard!" a man with a bun shouted, and at the same time several men with a bun turned around and looked at Songyang with bad expressions, and all were ready to fight.
However, Songyang didn't care at all, and still walked towards Jiang Cheng and the four of them on his own, and these men with buns were frightened by Songyang's aura, and consciously gave way.
"No matter how exaggerated and slandered I am, I will listen to you. If you think we are in the way, you can move from here." Songyang stopped when he said this, "But if you dare to face my students, It is not impossible to subvert a country in earnest.”
In fact, just when Songyang said the word [but], the men with the buns discovered that the swords around their waists had all been cut off. At the same time, perhaps only Jiang Cheng noticed that at a certain moment, Songyang's pupils turned... red. But Jiang Cheng thought he had seen it wrong.
The men with the buns exclaimed, and hurriedly fled in the direction from which they came, and the lanterns in their hands were thrown away in a hurry.
"Songyang..." Jiang Cheng was very happy to see Songyang.
"Yalieyalie, I've served you all." Looking at the four little ones who were looking at him, Songyang continued, "I thought I had sent all the students home, but I didn't expect there were a few more. The punks are here."
"However, I'm sorry, Kick-Kan classmate," Songyang said, looking at Takasugi, "There are no more dojos and schools here where you can kick-Kick."
"Don't worry, it's not the dojo I want to play in the gym, it's you, Mr. Songyang!" Takasugi raised her head and said.
Immediately afterwards, Gui Ye said with longing eyes: "For us, even if the teacher is in the field, it is our schoolhouse for us."
"What's more, neither yours nor our Bushido are fragile enough to be broken by such a trivial matter, right?" Takasugi continued.
"Jiang Cheng, Yin Shi, you really brought students who are more arrogant than you to my door." Song Yang said that he had come to the four little ones.
And the four little ones also raised their faces and looked at Songyang.
"...Yeah." Gintoki took his fingers out of his nostrils, raised his head and replied.
"Really? Then let's start roadside teaching right away." Songyang stretched out a finger, "It's a hundred years too early to learn night travel!"
It was followed by four crisp knocks.
"Welcome to Matsushita Village School." Songyang said, looking at the four little ones who were covering their heads.
"It hurts, it hurts," Jiang Cheng stood up first, "Anyway, let's enjoy the braised pork first, teacher!"
"Yes, but before that..." Songyang said and slapped Jiang Cheng's head with another fist, "As I said, you can't use such dangerous weapons against ordinary people." /
"It hurts..." Jiang Cheng's tears were about to flow out, "I went out in a hurry and couldn't find the wooden knife!"
After Jiang Cheng finished speaking, everyone laughed.
Then, in a remote corner, under the moonlight, everyone finished eating the jar of braised pork that was already cold...
From this day on, Songyang took the four little animals to many places and stopped in many places. Every place you stop has left a story about [Panasonic Village School], and also left a lot of laughter.
Where there is Songyang, there are children's laughter. Before you know it, the first four are already the tallest among the children. At many moments, Jiangcheng felt that this joyful day would last forever. , but...
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The Matsushita Village School behind him has become a sea of fire.
Jiang Cheng watched Songyang being taken away by a group of people dressed in black and wearing hats, but he could only remain indifferent, because behind him were dozens of children who were shaking with fear. He was already pressed to the ground because of his impulse. If he acted rashly again, the children behind him might be miserable, and Yinshi was also held by several men in black.
Katsura and Takasugi stood guard in front of the group of children, looking nervously at the group of men in black surrounding them.
"Jiang Cheng, Yin Shi, don't worry, I'll be right back. In addition, [Matsushita Village School] will ask you for a while. It's agreed." This was the last sentence Songyang said before being taken away.
"Songyang!" Yin Shi and Jiang Cheng shouted hoarsely at the same time, while Songyang had followed a few men in black to the distance. Finally, Jiang Cheng saw that Songyang's bound hands were hooked. Little thumb up...
The dream finally woke up...
"Are you awake?" Yin Shi said, looking at Jiang Cheng who had just woken up.
Now is the time of war. It has been a few years since Songyang was taken away. In order to retake Songyang, a group of disciples of Songyang participated in this war of expelling foreigners under the name of those who fought against foreigners. It's just that their purpose may simply be to save their teacher, to go back to the simple [Panasonic Village School] full of laughter.
A dilapidated house is full of wounded, not only Jiang Cheng and Yin Shi, but also Katsura and Takasugi. Of course, everyone was covered in bandages.
"What's the matter, military expenses..." Jiang Cheng has finally returned to reality. Now Jiang Cheng is no longer the child he used to look like, he has grown into a fully grown man, he is 1.8 meters tall, and his hairstyle is still simple. Ponytail, wearing a gray strong suit. On the forehead is the iconic white headband of the barbarians.
"Military spending can be supported until next month for the time being. It's just weapons, food, and medicines. It's hard to raise funds now, but" Yin Shi hesitated.
"Hurry up and say it, you're a shit!"
"Take a sip, I found it in many places, Chinese liquor." Yin Shi picked up a bottle of wine from his side and handed it to Jiang Cheng, "Only you can drink this kind of spicy wine. down."
Jiang Cheng took the wine, unscrewed the lid, and took a few gulps. "Tell me, what's the new situation?"
"A man called General of the South China Sea, [Dragon of Guibin] contacted us. He claimed to be able to solve our material and financial problems and wanted to join us." Yin Shi finally said it.
"Do you know the details?"
"I've investigated, and according to our investigation results, it's just a simple wealthy young man." Gintoki replied.
"Wig," Jiang Cheng couldn't think of any strategy by himself, he kicked Gui who was snoring beside him.
"It's not the wig, it's Gui!" Gui instantly woke up and shouted at the same time.
"Seriously, what do you think of the [Dragon of Guibin]?" Jiang Cheng asked,
"It's not Gui Bin, it's Gui!" Gui got up and rubbed his **** kicked by Jiang Cheng.
"If you want to join, let him join. Now we have no other way. If he can solve our material problem, then we can still fight. Otherwise, this war is over for us." Takasugi lay on the side and said, "Furthermore, I can't always rely on Yinshi to take you to play small steel **** to earn military expenses, in case the same bad luck as last time..."
It turns out that everyone has gradually understood Jiang Cheng's abilities since then~IndoMTL.com~ Although they sleep for one to three days in the middle of each month, but these few days, the people who are with Jiang Cheng's ability Luck will be very good. Taking Yinshi as an example, when he brings the sleeping Jiang Cheng by his side, Yinshi wins nine times out of ten when he hits the small steel ball. If he does not bring Jiang Cheng, Yinshi loses nine times out of ten. In one of the previous occasions, Jiang Cheng's lucky bonus suddenly failed once, causing the entire army to dwindle for a whole month!
There is also a characteristic of Jiang Cheng, that is, he can't drink any wine other than Chinese liquor, and he will get drunk after drinking it, and it is not only simply drunk, but will make trouble, and the three of them can't hold back Jiang Cheng who is drunk. .
However, this also developed another function of Jiang Cheng, that is, if he encounters a difficult opponent to deal with, he pours Jiang Cheng two sips of other wine and throws it into the enemy, then the problem will be solved easily.
Voice-over: Why do I feel a little pitiful, being lucky E and a war machine...
"Although I don't like that kind of kuo, but I agree with Takasugi." Gintoki leaned against the wall and said.
"Then, let him join, I'm also curious about what kind of man he is."
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At night, Jiang Cheng was lying on the roof alone, looking at the starry sky.
"Hello." Takasugi shouted, threw a bottle of Coke over, and walked to Jiang Cheng's side.
Jiang Cheng took the coke and unscrewed the lid and took a sip.
"What are you thinking about?" Takasugi asked.
"I'm thinking about how to make myself think about nothing."
"Humans are not such simple creatures!" Takasugi snapped.
"Who knows, now I don't want to think about anything, I don't want to think about winning or losing, I don't want to think about right or wrong, I don't want to think about whether this war is meaningful, and I don't want to think about what the outcome will be." Jiang Cheng replied casually.