Two-dimensional Wanderer

"If you do something wrong, make it up, take away the other party's happiness, give her new happiness, make her miserable in the past, and make her happy in the future. If you kill her fiancé, give him back a husband and use your For the rest of your life, come and take care of her and love her!"

Jian Xin was stunned: "Is this okay?"

Killing the other's man, and then marrying the other as his wife, will it be...

brazen?

"Otherwise, what do you want to do? Do you want to commit suicide in front of Ba?" Yingluo shook his head and said, "Death can solve all problems, but it can't make people happy. What you owe is not a life, but peace of mind. happy life."

Peace of mind, happiness, life...?

Kenshin remembered the bits and pieces of his past in Otsu.

Farming, pharmacy, selling, and occasionally going to the market to buy some pretty but useless things back, Ba can be happy for a few days.

Seeing Ba happy, he was happy.

Although the days were hard, but the memories are all happy.

He was already addicted to it, unable to extricate himself.

"Sister Yingluo, I too... I also want to live a peaceful and happy life!" Jian Xin shouted loudly, tears filling his face at some point, mixed with the blood from the wound, diluting color.

He was renamed by Bigu, from Xintai to Jianxin, in order to become stronger.

Even he himself thinks so.

In fact, he is still the same Hiicura Shinta who would bury bandits and human traffickers.

Even though he has killed countless people, he is still that kind child.

"You can't even tell your own heart, and trying to save the world is a fool." Yingluo took Jianxin in his arms and said with a smile: "But don't worry, you still have me to rely on!"

The executioner who saved the world, Pulling Dao Zhai, also longed to be rescued by others.

What Kenshin did was stupid in Yingluo's eyes, but he couldn't say right or wrong.

From a historical point of view, it is absolutely correct.

But being right doesn't necessarily make you happy.

If the new age was earned by killing a child, it must not be much better.

Yingluo is not a big man, she has no power to change the world, and she has no foresight. The only thing she can do is to protect the happiness in front of her.

Feitian Yujianliu is the sword of freedom. It moves because of the heart, so it is invincible in the world.

"Wait, I'll come back with Ba."

"I also need to go!"

Ying Luo glanced down at Jian Xin: "Is your body okay?"

Although it was empty-handed, it was a solid nine-headed dragon flash.

Moreover, than the physical, I am afraid that the mental injury is more serious.

After all, he was deceived by his beloved.

But Jian Xin did not hesitate, and answered affirmatively: "No problem!"

"Really?" Yingluo smiled: "If you want to follow, just follow, but don't pass out halfway."

"I won't fall before I see Ba!"

Eyes, very good, no longer confused.

"Let's go, Xiaoli Mountain!"

Yingluo's tone was as relaxed as going to the market, and he was not afraid at all that it would be the Longtan Tiger's Den.

The two descendants of Feitian Yujianliu have joined forces, and they can go anywhere in the world.

It is absolutely impossible to stop people!

"This is terrible. I didn't expect Yingluo to appear here. This is completely unexpected." Iizuka smiled bitterly: "It seems that the defeat is set."

He took out a pigeon whistle from his bosom.

"But, I still want to struggle again."

A sharp voice sounded, and not long after, a pure white carrier pigeon flew from a distance.

"Then... bet everything!"

If he did, he would have to leave the land of right and wrong in Japan.

The Qing Kingdom on the other side of the sea seems to be a good choice.

……

Ba dressed neatly and came to the temple on Xiaoli Mountain.

There was an old man with a white head and beard sitting inside.

"Why do you want to involve fate?" Ba asked rudely.

Xue Daiyuan is his younger brother, who brought her up by one hand, and can be said to be both a sister and a mother.

But he was only 7 years old this year, and he ran from Edo to Otsu without saying a word.

And he knew his plan.

"Sister, as long as you kill Ba Dao Zhai, you will be able to return to the past, and you will never hide in the room and cry again!"

Yuan excitedly said such words to her, which completely frightened her.

Murder should not be done by children.

All the sins, let oneself bear it.

Because, she is an out-and-out bad woman!

"Don't make a mistake, we didn't plan to let the child interfere." The old man spoke in a low voice: "The child came to the door by himself, just like you at that time. He has been inquiring about you in the city, in order not to When the news was leaked, he had to join."

"What about Kaoru?" Ba continued to ask: "Xun doesn't understand anything, why did you kidnap her?"

This is the main reason why she came this time.

Jianxin went to the village to sell the ointment made, and she stayed at home alone. After she finished tending the fields, she realized that Xiaoxun, who was sleeping on the bed, was gone.

Who did it, she instantly understood.

After all, here in the wilderness, the only people who have anything to do with Drawing a Sword Studio are these killers called "An Nai Wu".

Their purpose is to kill the executioner, Pulling Dao Zhai.

And she is the collaborator.

Just to avenge the murder of my husband!

"You're still mistaken. It wasn't us who stole that little girl, it was your good brother." The old man stood up and took out a sleeping child from behind the Buddha statue.

"Xiao Xun!" Ba exclaimed excitedly and hurriedly stepped forward to take it.

The child slept soundly, but it was almost a whole day, wouldn't she be hungry?

The old man stood aside and said with a smile, "Don't worry, I fed her some rice porridge."

Bara hesitated, not knowing what to say.He is obviously a killer, but he takes care of the child unexpectedly. What's the matter?

The old man saw her doubts, looked at Xiaoxun with a hint of love in his eyes, and said with emotion: "This old man is not a natural killer. I used to have a family, so how strange is it to take care of children."

At this moment, he is like an ordinary old farmer in the countryside.

"They are now..."

"Well, they are all dead." The old man said flatly, "I have also become a killer, and I have killed for more than 30 years."

"Why do you want to kill? If you want to take revenge, you should stop killing the enemy!"

"The enemy?" The old man snorted coldly: "The old man's family is small, and he was starved to death. You say, who should I seek revenge?"

Ba was speechless.

"Later, I and a few of my fellow villagers became soldiers under the daimyo in the domain. Because of their hard work in battle, they killed the most people and were rewarded with three stones of rice. Only then did I know that although it was a barren year, their granaries were still full of them. food. They would rather let the food go moldy than give a mouthful to the poor!"

"Why, these people are going too far!" Ba was indignant.

"Excessive, where is it excessive?" The old man retorted: "The food is theirs, whether they want to give it or not, it should be up to their temperament. This is a matter of course, what is too much?"

"but……"

"No but!" The old man interrupted Ba: "One can't always expect others to give money to live. If you want to eat, you have to rely on yourself!"

This is not wrong.

"So, I started killing people, because killing people has food."

The old man sighed: "In this world, if you don't kill people, you can't live."

This killing has killed more than 30 years.

Unlike Kenshin's righteous slaughter, it's not like Udo Kame who enjoys killing people.

For him, killing is nothing more than work in exchange for rations.

The old peasant is dead, and the one who survives is the killer.

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Chapter 57

Ba could not agree with the old man's words.

She looked left and right, but didn't see her brother.A bad idea came to her mind, and she hurriedly asked, "What about the others, why aren't they here?"

The old man sat back again and replied, "They were scattered in the mountains, ready to ambush that guy."

That guy is the executioner, Pulling Dao Zhai.

"Why don't you wait for my report to start?"

"Report?" The old man laughed: "Is it the weakness of Ba Dao Zhai?"

The only sharp weapon that Shedaba had ever used in his life was the scissors used for flower arranging.

The reason why a weak woman like her can become An Naiwu's collaborator is that she is responsible for the task of approaching the swordsman and finding out his weakness.