Two-dimensional Wanderer

The color on Fukuhara Echigo's face changed drastically, but he was speechless.

If it was before, he would not hesitate at all to say that he would be willing to die generously for the ideal.But he was kidnapped by Yingluo and came to Kyoto. Seeing that his life was soon, he realized how precious "being alive" is.

"Right... I'm sorry!" Perhaps it was because of genuine remorse, perhaps because of a desire to survive, Echigo Fukuhara lowered his once arrogant head.

Yingluo showed no mercy: "What you need is not an apology, but an atonement!"

Echigo Fukuhara's face turned pale.

Mr. Kinoshita doesn't know the inside story, just seeing Echigo Fukuhara's age, but being reprimanded by Yingluo, he kindly persuades: "Girl, why are you so unrelenting to him, is there anything you can't say well?" He asked, "Who is this man?"

Yingluo glanced at everyone, and then gave the answer flatly: "This person is called Echigo Fukuhara, one of the elders of the Changzhou domain, and he designed the fire in Kyoto!"

The air suddenly quieted down.

Even the people who were eating and talking and laughing all stood there as if they had been immobilized, and they didn't even feel the steamed buns in their hands when they landed.

Until... Mr. Kinoshita burst out violently, his eyes were red, and he shouted: "Dog thief, accept your life!"

Then countless voices sounded at the same time.

"Dog thief, accept your life!"

A good man becomes a devil in an instant.

Although they were physically disabled and had not eaten enough for several days, at this moment, they exuded a chilling aura and rushed over like a hundred-trained army!

Echigo Fukuhara's crotch was soaking wet, this was not murderous, but the madness of tearing off a piece of flesh even though he knew he couldn't kill him!

Is this really the group of submissive pariahs?

Don't they kneel on the ground obediently as long as they shout?

Why is it like a hungry wolf now?

Am I going to die here?

Echigo Fukuhara was full of despair, but he didn't want a figure standing in front of him.

Yingluo.

"Girl, get out of the way!" Mr. Kinoshita said through gritted teeth.

Ying Luo shook her head and looked at everyone: "Do you believe me?"

"what are you going to do?"

"He will die, but not now!"

Mr. Kinoshita's eyes turned red, and he asked fiercely, "You want to protect him?"

"No, I won't protect him." Yingluo replied, "But he can't die yet!"

"Then you still have to protect him!!" One person in the crowd shouted.

"You guys, do you believe me?" Yingluo didn't refute, but still said this.

The crowd was excited and shouted.

Mr. Yamashita suddenly shouted: "Shut up!"

The scene fell silent again.

Mr. Yamashita looked at Yingluo and said solemnly: "We believe you! If you are not trustworthy, no one in this world can be trusted!"

Ying Luo glanced at everyone and got the same answer.

She smiled.

She waved her hand and said, "Come on, it's still a long day!"

She walked at the front of the team, holding Soujiro's little hand, next to Echigo Fukuhara who looked nervous.

Behind them are the people.

There were not many people at the beginning, but the news that the culprit of the Kyoto fire was caught in Kyoto spread like wings and spread all over the streets and alleys in an instant.

People came from all directions, gathering more and more, closely following the long-haired figure in front of them.

The team has been formed!

The parade has begun!

At the end of the nineteenth century, Kyoto at the foot of the emperor.

For the first time, the power of the people is displayed in front of everyone!

Unstoppable!

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Chapter 42 Talk of the Sword

What would it be like if people from all over Kyoto took to the streets?

It is probably the same as the famous Qiyuan Festival.

This is not the case. Although the Qiyuan Festival is lively, there are always people who do not show up for various reasons, maybe it is work, or it may be something else.

In order to make a living, many people give up having fun.

But now it is different. Even if they are not the direct victims of the fire, there may be relatives and friends killed in the fire, the workplace may be destroyed, and the place full of memories and good things may be reduced to ashes.

No matter how bad, the expensive prices after the fire made everyone miserable.

It's really tiring to live!

They want to talk, but no one listens.

Now the planners of the Kyoto fire have been escorted into Beijing, like a fuse, making everyone throw away the work at hand.

Even though the people behind could no longer see the figure who was leading in front, they still gathered together and followed the team slowly, passing one place after another that was burned by the fire.

There are houses, businesses, temples... Every time I experience one, the girl in front will tell what it used to be like, and everyone listens quietly, as if immersed in the good times of the past.

At the end of each time, the teenage girl asks the same question.

"Should the person who set the fire be killed?"

Tens of thousands of voices shouted at the same time.

"Should kill!"

The girl kept it in her heart and walked to the next destination.

People followed, as if they had found the backbone.

At this moment, they have a leader, so they have the power, the power to subvert everything!

The shogunate, who is aloof, is also afraid.

Rebellion?

To suppress?

But the General then smiled wryly.

The army in Kyoto is only over a thousand people, but there are tens of thousands of people marching. How can this be suppressed?

In this era, there is no one-hundred-for-one weapon, and hot weapons are still primitive.

No way!

The General never imagined that he would be forced into such a predicament by his own people.Or maybe these people never belonged to him!

An attendant hurried in and whispered to him, making his face darken a bit.

Are the royalists really starting to move?

He rubbed his forehead helplessly, and he didn't dare to dispatch the army, but let them guard the general's mansion firmly.

"Let the Xinxuan team come forward, and they can still be recruited. Order them to disperse the crowd, if necessary..." The General paused for a while, and then said mercilessly: "Kill people!"

The Shinsengumi, whose mission is to defend Kyoto, mobilized in full and stood on the opposite side of Yingluo.

Kondo Isamu, Saito Ichi, Nagakura Shinpachi, Hijikata Toshisan and others, wearing blue feather weaving painted with mountain patterns and flags of sincerity, stood quietly in the center of the street, stopping the team from advancing. the way.

Almost half of the peerless swordsmen at the end of the curtain are here.

But Yingluo is only one person.

"Give it up, Miss Yingluo." Ito said, "You are not our opponent!"

Yingluo did not refute, if it was one-on-one, she would not be afraid of anyone; if it was one-on-two, she would have a chance of winning; but if she could win one-on-three or four-on-one, it would be a big talk.

But Yingluo wanted to try.

Like I said to Mr. Kinoshita, how do you know if you don't try.

She looked at the crowd behind her, as if gaining strength.He took off the gourd around his waist and took a sip of wine, as if he had been protected.

Maybe...won't lose?

But she shook her head, her eyes turning cold.

No, it is a must to win!

She said to the restless crowd behind her, "Wait a minute, I'll be back when I go." Then she walked up in the worried eyes of everyone.

With an ugly face, Itoyong said gloomily, "You are seeking your own death!"

Yingluo smiled and slowly drew out the chrysanthemum words: "The outcome is unpredictable, but for the sake of the general manager, I will be merciful!"

Everyone in the Shinsengumi group was stunned when they heard the words and became hesitant, but Saitoichi, who was usually taciturn, was the first to speak: "Miss Yingluo, although I have always expected to compete with you, it is not a matter of life and death right now. In the situation of fighting, why do you have to force it?"

"It's you who are struggling, not me."

Deputy Chief Hirokata Suishan also spoke up: "What's the point of you doing this? It's not good for anyone if things get bigger?"

"Benefits? That thing didn't exist in the first place!"

Yongcang Shinpachi asked again, "What the hell are you doing?"

"Without it, just ask for justice!"

justice!

in the heart!