Genji Heavy

Dark night.

When God Amaterasu couldn't estimate it, the evil spirits grew wantonly, moving towards the source of yin energy exuding a wonderful smell according to instinct.

What is in front of me is no longer just a blurred shadow.

The existence that lives in the dark becomes stronger in the dark night. Pale and thin sharp claws appear in front of the eyes, but their owners all have a beautiful phantom of the skin.

The gorgeous ghost girl poked her head out of the mist, her lips painted with blood seemed to draw an exaggerated arc, her charming eyes opened, and the pupils in the eyes were full, which turned out to be a whole thick to reddened black.

When those dark eyes look at you, like the magma flowing from hell, trying to drag you into it.

Hijikata Toshisan finally couldn't hold back and said, "These are-!"

"It's a ghost," Higakiri said softly, and cut off a sharp claw that stretched out in front of her eyes enough for her to see clearly.

The female ghost screamed, and was immediately pierced by a mustache.

Only one syllable of screams came to an abrupt end, and the lingering sound was quickly swallowed up by the fog.

Then another beautiful face suddenly appeared in front of her eyes.

At this distance, the breath is completely exposed.Hidekiri didn't even need to look, he just swung the knife forward.

A sharp howl that obviously belonged to an animal appeared, and then quickly moved away from them.

Mustache said: "Oh, this is a monster with only a few cleverness."

Hijikata Toshizo, who had never seen any monsters and ghosts in his life before, saw these things bumping into his eyes one after another.

And the role he can play is very small, and now he can only help the mustache to pinch the spell to illuminate.

The spiritual power to use the spell is provided by Higiri, and Hijikata Toshizo just holds it up.There is no need to describe the expression on Hidekiri's face when he first saw him take out the talisman.

——Speaking of which, such an extremely lightweight lighting method that is not affected by the weather is really useful.

such a pity.

Hijikata Toshizo regretted in his heart.

They have no way to use these spells.

After dealing with a wave of ghosts rushing up, Hidekiri paused for a moment, feeling his brother's aura carefully, and then told Toshizo Hijikata: "We are held back by these things."

Hijikata Toshizo immediately turned his head, and then the light of the spell stared closely at Higakiri's face, "Miss Minamoto, what do you mean..."

"Hahaha, don't be nervous, it's not what you think," Hidekiri said with ease, shaking the knife in his hand, "What I mean is that my younger brother and two other people have already brought your companions Get out first."

Toshisan Hijikata frowned and said, "There are only three of them, is it okay?"

Mustache said: "No problem, actually most things are coming towards you. Three people on the other side are enough, and your companions are all safe."

"Aiming at me?" Hijikata Toshisan couldn't help thinking of the "yin qi" that he had sneered at before.

Hikiri confirmed his thoughts.

"Hijikata Toshisan is now in the eyes of those beings, like a large, glowing and hot sugar ball. Of course they will all come to you."

Hijikata Toshizo, who had become a sugar ball, touched his nose with a delicate mood.

Mustache suddenly said again: "But even so, these things are too much."

With the concentration of yin energy on Hijikata Toshizo's body now, it would not be possible to be chased and intercepted like this.

Moreover, the ghosts that were attracted here shouldn't be as strong as they are now.

What's wrong...

These strange things made Hikiri a little concerned, she was thinking, and looked around with those golden eyes.

"The fog is getting thicker," said Hidekiri suddenly.

From the very beginning of a thin layer of fog to now a thick white stuffing the corners, it seems that the whole street has been bought into the polluted clouds.

The fog thickened rapidly.

And in the time of just a few words of communication, for some reason, there were no new ghosts around.

Mustache had some guesses in his heart.

...Oh, oh, are they so unlucky?

Hijikata Toshisan also said at this time: "Miss Yuan, has the surroundings suddenly become quiet?" Holding the knife, he looked around very vigilantly.

Hikiri murmured, "Mr. Hijikata."

Hijikata Toshisan had a bad feeling, and looked over intently, "What's the matter, please tell me, Miss Yuan."

"Ah, it's actually not a big deal," Hikakiri said, while signaling Hijikata Toshizo to hand her the lighting talisman.

Then the talisman was extinguished by her.

The brightest light source in this small area as far as the eyes can see has been extinguished, only the moonlight above the head is still shining down, refracted and diffused in the mist.

At least let the person in front of him retain a rough outline.

The mist wrapped them around, the thick water vapor clinging to their skin, and those indescribable smells lingered at the tip of their noses.

Itachi felt that his hair had absorbed moisture, and his long hair became much heavier.

There was a noise coming through the mist.

"Mr. Hijikata."

Hikekiri's voice drifted to Toshizo Hijikata's ears through the mist, as if covered by a layer of veil.

"This is the Night Walk of the Hundred Ghosts."

"We probably bumped into the Hundred Ghosts Night Walk by chance."

Hijikata Toshisan suddenly opened his eyes wide, and looked in the direction of the sound in surprise, a large shadow was cast by the mist.

This is a classic anecdote recorded in books, and it is played out in front of your eyes, no matter which human being it is, it is hard not to feel fluctuating in your heart.

Is time still ticking?

do not know.

The music with a strange tune seems far away, but it is Fu Sangshen, a musical instrument that has not been cultivated into a human form, bouncing back and forth in the mist.

Accompanied by this musical instrument, Yan Yan's team of laughing words came over.

Along the way, monsters continued to join the team, and the scale of the entire Hyakki Night Walk gradually expanded accordingly.

They all showed joy on their faces, celebrating this infrequent big gathering.

But such a gathering of ghosts and ghosts has nothing to do with joy in the eyes of human beings. It can only be said that it is full of absurdity and weirdness.

Higakiri restrained his aura long before the night parade arrived, like an ordinary fusangshen who couldn't be pulled out after being thrown into the pile of fusangshen, and by the way, he also used spiritual power to help Toshizo Hijikata cover up the human breath.

"Let's follow them, and then take advantage of the opportunity to leave," Higakiri told Toshizo Hijikata softly.

Next, Hijikata Toshisan ushered in a long and rare moment in his life.

He could clearly feel how "heterogeneous" he was among the team—even though his human aura had been covered up by Miss Yuan beside him.

The feathers that fell from the bird when it flapped its wings fell from his eyes.

Mao Chang's thick and luminous hair rubbed against his fingertips, leaving a slight chill.

The road of the night walk of the ghosts is so long, it seems that it will never end.

Inside the Shinsengumi settlement, the lights are bright.

Isamu Kondo approached and led them, comforted the team members who came back from running wildly, and then asked them to take them down to rest.

"How is this going?"

When the ordinary team members were almost gone, Kondo Yucai turned around and asked Okita Souji.

"A Sui, where is it?"

Intentionally or not, his eyes drifted over the knee pills and the others.

Okita Souji was panting, his whole face was frightened, but he didn't want to, and there was a bit of strange excitement on his face.He raised his hand and pointed high behind him, "Mr. Tukata should still be behind."

"As for what happened..." He paused, and looked at Isamu Kondo hesitantly, "If I say that we have hit a ghost, will Mr. Kondo believe it?"

Isamu Kondo: "... what? Wait, say it again, what did you hit?"

Director Okita firmly said: "Ghost."

"We hit a ghost."

Isamu Kondo: ...

He opened his mouth and said with difficulty: "A Sui?"

At this moment, Kemimaru finally stepped forward and said, "Don't worry, Mr. Hijikata is right behind. My sister is in charge of protecting him, so there is no possibility of accident."

Isamu Kondo said: "Miss Yuan?"

Keimaru spoke again, with a faint sense of incompatibility in his tone, "My sister will bring Mr. Hichikata back safely."

It's just that they waited for a while before Higakiri came back with Hijikata Toshizo.

"younger brother."

Mustache smiled slightly, but his face showed a little tiredness.She reached out her hand towards Kagemaru.

Kagemaru immediately stepped forward to hold Higakiri's hand in his, and covered her cold hand with his warm palm.

"Sister, what happened?"

Keimaru knew that if he hadn't met something, it would be impossible for Higakiri to bring Hijikata Toshizo back now.

Mustache raised his eyes and saw that except for his younger brother, everyone else looked over helplessly. The scene was a little funny, so he smiled and explained: "We met the Hyakki Yako."

All around suddenly exclaimed.

Hijikata Toshizo also nodded, affirming Hikiri's words.

This is really...

Things have developed to this point, and it is already difficult to deal with them in Shinsengumi's usual way.

It is very late now, and Isamu Kondo fortunately asked everyone to go back to rest first, and discuss it tomorrow.

However, the change of residences of Higakiri and the others, and the evacuation of the guards at the gate, already speak volumes for the problem.However, Horikawa Kunihiro, who exposed himself, was inevitably stared at by many complicated eyes many times.

The next morning, Higakiri opened his eyes.

She slowly got up, opened the door, went out, and entered the room next door to Kenmaru.

Knee pill is still sleeping.

After Huqie found his younger brother's bed, he walked over, Shi Shiran sat down beside him, and began to stare at his younger brother's sleeping face confidently.

What a fine look, her brother.

She smiled gratifiedly, not feeling that her behavior was a bit strange at all.

This is the experience she learned from Yingmaru.

If you observe carefully, you can find many details worth remembering.

It's not like Hidekiri started to write an observation diary like Umaru, but it's not bad to observe with both eyes now and then.

Sensing the smell of Higakiri in the room, Keimaru woke up quickly, sat up quickly, and covered his messy hair with his hands.

"Ah, it's too much to appear in front of my sister like this..."

"Hahaha no, my brother looks good like this, too," Hikakiri patted Kemaru's shoulder, signaling him to feel relieved.

"Speaking of which, the members of the Shinsengumi are coming to their senses soon, right?"