hold on, i can

That is! "

Yayoi: "Then about the leader of the Bliss Sect..."

Sakata Gintoki was categorical: "Don't talk about eternal bliss, you just want to find the leader of the Eternal Immortality Sect, A Yin, and I can fix it for you!"

Sure enough, watching the tragedy of others working hard because of poverty is refreshing.

The author has something to say:

A double attack in the eyes of an irresponsible Yinshi:

He is a youthful and beautiful young nobleman who is down and out of his family.

He is the most trusted friend of impoverished teenagers, and he is a member of the top [-] companies in the country, and he is a veritable famous family.

He is the supreme leader who responds to everyone and has countless fans.

They were childhood sweethearts, childhood sweethearts.

They met in Weimo and became husband and wife.

However, things were unpredictable, and an accident made them meet again who had become parallel lines.

What kind of ending will the down-and-out noble son usher in, let us stay tuned and look forward to "Love in the Edo Period" at the Ghost Moon Theater at [-] o'clock tonight.

☆, the eighth day without money (catch bugs)

Yoshihara · City That Never Sleeps

Wearing revealing clothes, the wandering girls casually teased the men on the street, and occasionally sent a distant and coquettish smile to the young man who had just entered Yoshihara and followed closely behind his senior, with the words embarrassment written all over his body.

There was a hint of malice and sarcasm, but also a natural charm, so that the young man could only blush and choose to forgive in that decadent and extravagant smile.

The young man was as shy as a lady, wishing he could bury his head in the ground.And full of curiosity, shuttle and indulge in this world of sex and desire.

The presumptuousness and boldness of the wandering girls gave the past benefactors handkerchiefs with a delicate fragrance, and even boldly took the hand of the young man and pressed it against the plump breasts, causing bursts of fragrant smiles.

On the flower building is a crumbling three-stringed moon, like the top of the clouds. The oiran wearing complicated oiran costumes sits between layers of curtains, offering what he has learned all his life to the distinguished guests who spend a lot of money.

Everything is like stepping on the clouds, like a dream.

Walk into a small building at random. In the middle of the empty stage on the first floor are a group of dancing girls. They are walking gracefully and pouring a glass of crystal clear wine for the guests present. The goblin is unpredictable, just a trance, this goblin has already run to the next cluster of flowers.

As countless predecessors have said——

Forget all your troubles in Yoshiwara, just immerse yourself in the dark incense that overflows from the burning incense candles.

A few years ago, someone of great importance took Yoshihara under his protection.

Therefore, the city that never sleeps, which can only start the celebration after sunset, escaped the war, but lost the sun forever.

High walls were built.

Because the ruler loathes the sun, Yoshiwara no longer needs the scorching light.

How domineering.

The women who were born in Yoshiwara and are destined to die in Yoshiwara are inherently weak. They dare not speak out, so they hope to create a magic sun to light up the dark underground city that never sleeps.

It's just that this little hope is destined not to be realized.

All the treasures of Yoshiwara belong to that lord.

The information obtained from Gui, without some exaggerated rhetoric, is infinitely equal to the truth.

The former head of the Seventh Legion of Chunyu, the master of Shenwei, Yewang Fengxian is the legendary dictator.

After all, he received a lot of care from Afutu when he was in the Seventh Army, and Yayoi Kakaiin needed to repay the favor, so he came to Yoshihara.

Holding up the black umbrella and returning to his hometown, Yoshihara seems to have changed a lot compared to the city in his memory, but also seems to have never changed.

It just rained last night.

There were still some water stains on the ground, and Kakaiin Yayoi didn't like the wet rainy season.

This made the young man look unhappy.

Carefully avoid every puddle.

Following the path in memory, Yayoi Kakaiin visited a flower house.

"Yueji?" Chuntian's mother frowned, looking wary, "Why are you looking for Yueji?"

After expressing her intention to come, Chuntian's mother was still reluctant to mention the name, "That guy is a deadhead."

He even dared to disobey that lord in an attempt to rescue Huan Ri.

Yayoi frowned, and asked after a long time, "Is she dead?"

Chuntian's mother nodded indifferently, licked her lips, and was a little nervous, "How can there be a way out if you dare to disobey that lord?"

It is really unlucky that the oiran, who was cultivated with great difficulty, loses its value without even getting back the capital.

It was precisely because she couldn't produce an oiran as outstanding as Yue Ji in a short period of time that Chuntian's mother's small building had faintly started to go downhill.

"If this adult wants to accompany the girl who drinks to pass the time, why not ask Yue Nu to come to accompany her?" The old bustard will naturally not let go of any opportunity.

Haruta's mother didn't want to lose such a well-dressed fat sheep like Kakaiin Yayoi.

Youthful feelings are always poetry.

How can there be a young man who is not affectionate?

"Moon slave?"

With a coquettish smile on his face, Chuntian stepped forward and explained further, "Although Yuenu is a newcomer, his appearance and character are first-class, and he is also good at playing the sanxian."

Chuntian's mother patted her chest and assured, "There is no one who doesn't like Yue Nu."

Even Chuntian's mother, who knew herself countless beauties, was stunned when she saw Yuenu's child for the first time.

Probably because the old bustard's tone was too firm, and there was still a long time before he went to report to the tallest ancient building in Yoshihara, Yayoi Kakaiin became interested in the newcomer whom the old bustard said was cute.

"Then have a pot of sake, one or two small dishes, and some pastries that girls like."

Chuntian's mother responded again and again.

The boy who specially emphasized sake, and a stack of desserts specially ordered for the girls, plus a generous shot.

Mother Springfield knew she had made the right bet.

Yue Slave is a brand she cultivated carefully, and her worth is naturally not comparable to those wandering girls on the street.

If there is a noble person who is willing to spend a lot of money to become a moon slave, Chuntian is confident that since she can cultivate a moon girl, she will be able to breed another new moon in Yoshihara.

There is no moon tonight.

Even the twinkling stars appear dim because of the retreat of the moon.

Layers of curtains were lowered to cover the platform.

The material of the curtain is special, and the dim candlelight reflects the human figure on the snow-white curtain, as if paving the face with the hazy meaning of half-covering the face of the pipa.

Probably because she had been specially instructed, Yue Nu sat upright behind the Wu curtain, holding the three-stringed string in her hand, but she didn't ask the employer's preference. .

At the beginning, it is as sweet as an oriole, but when it gets better, it suddenly becomes ruthless, and it turns sharply all the way to the bottom, which makes people shine for no reason.

It makes people instinctively unhappy.

Even what you see before your eyes becomes distorted.

Then Yayoi heard a chuckle.

She tried her best to cover it up, but it was also hard to hide her malice.

"My lord, what's wrong with Yue Slave's playing?"

Compared with the woman's coquettish voice, Yue Nu's voice has a touch of charm, but it also seems a little rough.

But this trace of roughness complements the sanxian music at this time.

"Why don't you want to look up at the servant's house?"

Complaining coquettishly and angrily, if it were another man, his bones would probably be brittle, even if the woman behind the curtain wanted his life, she would offer it with both hands.

It's a pity that the incomprehensible young man sitting opposite him.

Compared with the tone that makes people feel numb to the bones, Yayoi Kakaiin's focus is that the figure is so tall.

Even the height among men can be called a height that stands out from the crowd.

It really makes people feel envious.

"Why don't you speak?"

Kakaiin Yayoi opened her mouth, as if being bewitched, she asked sincerely, "How did you grow so tall?"

Moon slave behind the curtain: "..."

Low laughter pierced into the eardrum of the person, like a feather scratching his ear lightly.

It makes people feel a tingling itch.

"My lord, you are really very interesting."

Seemingly dissatisfied with the little geisha's disobedience and ridicule, Kakaiin Yayoi stood up.

Regardless of the old bustard's exclamation and obstruction, he directly raised the layers of curtains.

"My lord, you can't go in, the moon slave is just here to present a song for you, my lord."

Chuntian's mother was still chirping at the back, if Yue Nu was packed and taken away at this time, all her plans would be messed up.

The children she carefully cultivated will go down in price!

All the words of dissuasion stopped abruptly after the soybean-sized gold was thrown at her feet.

Chuntian's mother made such a big fuss, but she didn't see the rabbit and didn't scatter the eagle. After getting what she wanted, she immediately became considerate and generous, and even closed the door intimately.

The last layer of curtain was still missing, and Yayoi could already see the woman kneeling with her back to him through the glowing candlelight.

The slender waist and the long hair that meanders to the ground are like the moonlight, but the top of the hair is stained with an ominous dark red.

That is a holy fall.

Yayoi Hanakaiin took a step back, but it was a pity that she was a step behind.

Like white porcelain fired in an official kiln, the slender arms stretched out, carrying layers of fragrant wind, dragging the young man into this blurred dream.

But there was a small mistake in the middle.

Yue Nu didn't pay attention, and stepped on the wide skirt, because the center of gravity was unstable, and then both fell into the neatly arranged and soft big bed.

At this time, Yayoi Hanakaiin raised her eyes, sizing up the rising star of the oiran.

Just like the madam said.

Moon Slave is beautiful.

Porcelain-like skin, bright red lips, and long loose hair.

The new moon fell on the ground and was crushed into the light of the ground.

And now, the new moon has come to the world.

It's so depraved.

"If it was you, no matter what you want to do to me, my concubine will agree."

With a bang, so piercing and clear, there was a red mark on the back of Yue Nu's white hand.

This is the boy's answer.

She was ruthlessly rejected.

Kakaiin Yayoi pushed Yuenu away and got up from the bed.

Moon Slave:? ?

This unexpected development made the woman look a little dazed, like a confused deer with big eyes flickering, making her extremely affectionate.

The director's plot development is wrong.

Everyone is an adult now, so what's wrong with talking a bit more sexually and playing games that only grown-up friends can play?

Yayoi Huakaiyuan affectionately held Yuenu's hand, "I'm really sorry, this is a green and healthy model."

The biggest highlight of this mode is the indiscriminate attack mode that cannot be described below the neck.

Yue Nu still didn't give up: "But if we whisper..."

"What's more, my lord, I have longed for you for a long time."

I have to say that Yue Nu has a pair of beautiful eyes.

Under the dim candlelight, it looks like grotesque glass beads, refracting colorful rays of light.

"Hush." ​​Yayoi Kakaiin pressed against that soft lip, and a woman's figure was reflected in her intoxicating peach blossom eyes.

It seemed so affectionate.

"Have you played enough?"

Yue Nu blinked, tilted his head, and looked puzzled, "What are you talking about, my lord?"

Kakaiin Yayoi didn't answer, but stretched out her hands more intimately and bent down on the slender neck, as if caressing and threatening, "Please don't talk yet."

After all, he is really in a bad mood right now.

"It's really easy to find in the next meal...Master Tongmo." With the index finger protruding from the soft lips, with the 'woman' full of doubts, Yayoi Kakaiin mercilessly removed it. Yuenu's chin, since that mouth keeps saying things he doesn't like, it's better not to speak.

"Have you figured out how you're going to hell?"

The author has something to say:

Yayoi: Even if you turn into ashes, I still know it's you.

Second brother:?Is this a tacit understanding?It turns out that Yayoi loves her so much~ I'm so happy~

☆, the ninth day without money

This is Yoshiwara, which makes people dreamy and intoxicated.

The inconsequential guys are gone.

It's midnight.

The home of demons, monsters and monsters.

The woman with a graceful figure stretched her waist, and in the silence, there was the sound of bones stretching.

"How did Yayoi find out?"

A pair of hands were stretched out behind her, and Yayoi Hanakain was hugged into her arms like a chain, making it almost impossible to breathe smoothly.

Like a cold and slippery snake, it entangles the drowning person tightly, waiting for the prey to die in pain before giving up.

The tone is like a lover's intimacy.

Dragging the huge oil bottle, Kakain Yayoi moved her body with difficulty, expressing her dislike for this large piece of brown sugar.

How did he find out?

"Didn't you plan to hide it from the beginning?"

Tong Mo put his head on Yayoi Huakaiyuan's shoulder, "What are you talking about, Yayoi?"

When Tong Mo was very young, through the colorful glass, he saw the children of believers get together and play peek-a-boo.

He found it very interesting.

It's just that before he could observe enough, the anxious believers knelt down under the child who was not even taller than his waist, and the pious pilgrims bowed in five bodies, hoping that the Son of God would forgive the child's disrespect.

Although Tong Mo didn't know why this would be rude.

But as a qualified son of God, Tong Moyou always knows how to say the right words at the right time.

Isn’t the greatest joy of playing peek-a-boo the feeling of tension when you wait for the footsteps of your ghostly companion to approach you?

Tong Mo was very happy to play.

Playfully, he pulled out the hairpin from his cloud-like hair, played with the tiny gemstones dotted on the hairpin, and elongated his tone exaggeratedly, "Why, I'm super serious."

Yayoi Hanakain: "Isn't that the message you left for Gintoki?"

Although Danna of Wanshiwu is out of tune in daily life, he is calm, reliable and touching in terms of right and wrong.

In the thick stack of materials he handed to Kakaiin Yayoi, Kakaiin Yayoi found the information he wanted.

It is said that the leader of the church goes to Yoshihara every week to preach to the wandering girls who are trapped in the mud, and to save all living beings.

In the words of Sakata Gintoki, it is the reason why he has not seen such a fresh and refined Guanghua Street for a long time.

If it wasn't for the wrong timing, Yinshi really wanted Tongmo and Wig to get to know each other.

It will definitely collide with fierce sparks.

Tong Mo tilted his head, still unable to understand, "I have always had a good habit of going to Flower Street to help girls get out of trouble."

"Really?" Kakain Yayoi asked back.

He held out his hand.

Gently caressing Tong Mo's cheek, "There must be something wrong with your body?"

"What are you talking about, Yayoi~"

Huakaiyuan Yayoi smiled, put her index finger on Tong Mo's eye socket, exerted a little force, but said something that couldn't be more perfunctory, "I'm sorry."

The human eyeball is a very fragile body organ.

After receiving a direct impact, the brain will instinctively warn, and the body will defend accordingly.

This is the ability that humans have acquired after thousands of years of evolution and escaped countless natural disasters.

It is also this ability to seek good fortune and avoid harm that has helped the ancestors to reproduce until now, endlessly.

As Yayoi Hanakain had expected, it was just a little external stimulation.

The false mask was torn and crushed on the feet.

The colorful pupils shrunk, and the deepest imprint emerged.

That's Shangxianlu.

A flash of understanding flashed across Kakaiin Yayoi's eyes, and she sat back in her seat, even in a rare friendly way, "Should I tell you about our first meeting? Master Tongmo of Shangxianlu."

The biggest secret was revealed.

But Tong Mo didn't turn into anger from embarrassment, he just felt a burst of joy.

Was discovered.

was distinguished.

His existence is put in the eyes, not for nothing.

Tong Mo hunched over, his heart was so elated by the sweet thought of falling into the honey jar that he couldn't even maintain a fake smirk.

"As expected of you, Yayoi, I'm so happy that you discovered all of this."

Tong Mo no longer hides, removes the mimicry, and affectionately takes the boy's hand, "Hey Yayoi, our relationship in 100 years must be lovers, right?"

Only such an intimate relationship can make Yayoi respond immediately~

Tong Mo couldn't find any other reason.

"No, you don't worry too much." Maintaining a polite smile, he mercilessly waved away the claws stuck to his wrist, Kakain Yayoi didn't want to continue playing Tai Chi games with Tong Mo.

"Don't tell me what's going on?"

This matter is actually very simple.

"Two identical individuals cannot exist simultaneously in a quantum force field."

Yayoi Hanakain: ...

Indecision, quantum mechanics?

"I woke up one day and found that I lost my memory for a period of time." Tong Mo propped up his chin, playing with the decorative beads on the cumbersome oiran clothes, "It's really scary~"

Although that guy has been very careful.

But Tong Mo is indeed a lunatic who became crazy and even ate himself, from the decoration of the house, the traces of walking and even the strange words of the believers.

Excluding all impossibilities, the seemingly most absurd guess is the truth.

Before Tong Mo launched the bloody battle, Kakaiin Yayoi still obediently followed behind Kiwu Tsuji, like a quiet shadow.

It stands to reason that they don't have much intersection.

But a voice emerged from the bottom of his heart, telling Tong Mo what he should do and what he should say when he saw a familiar yet unfamiliar boy.

Although the grinding heads of the landing period tried their best to imitate, there are still differences after all.

"Where is the difference?"

Yayoi Hanakaiin: "If it's that guy, the level of obnoxiousness will increase a lot."

Shang Lu tilted his head, not quite understanding the words.

Yayoi Kakaiin decided to give an example. If the annoying level is divided into ten levels, the normal person is probably three. In a certain period or environment, it will make friends and family members feel bored.

The initial value of Tongmo is six.

When it came to the Taisho era, it was even more annoying to the level of eleven.

Shang Lu Tongmo nodded again and again, "Yeah, so that's what happened."

So it was he who lost, and I am willing to bet and admit defeat. As he guessed, Yayoi is very interesting~

Like a child secretly doing bad things behind an adult's back, Tong Mo rolled his eyes and thought of an excellent way to pass the time.

In order to enhance the interactivity, of course Yayoi cannot be told.

It's like a video tape has some jams. Before the owner is impatient, he takes the tape recorder to find the correct position, takes two hard shots and then resigns himself to fate. After a few breaths, it returns to normal.

Tong Mo opened his eyes, his slender limbs were ready to move, eager to lock his prey tightly like a cartilaginous predator.

Unfortunately, before Tong Mo stretched out his hand, a sharp knife pierced through the air and passed Tong Mo's jaw in an instant. Huakaiyuan Yayoi turned around with a smile, "Good evening, Master Tong Mo."

"Now let's do the math, shall we?"

Those who suffer from cramps and bones should ask Tong Mo to spit out the huge sum of money.

He even had reason to suspect that Tong Mo deliberately hid in Jiyuan to get rid of the debt.

His heart can be punished.

Shanger Tongmo had nothing to do with this, and cheered like a fool, "Xiao Yayoi is awesome, you can tell the difference between me and that guy so easily~"

"I'm really happy~"

Tong Mo covered his face, and began to cry feignedly, accusing the unfaithful man of his infidelity, leaning almost half of his body on Yayoi, "It's too much~ I'm sad."

"He came to this world to find Yayoi after a lot of hard work. It's really sad."

Yayoi Hanakain: ...

Well, he decided to take back what he said earlier.

Regardless of whether it is the children's mill 100 years ago or the children's mill 100 years later, its annoying level should not be equivalent to that of ordinary people.

The author has something to say:

Two second brothers, twice as beautiful, ten times more annoying.

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☆, Enter the first day of the countdown

Tong Mo has always known that he is somewhat different from ordinary people.

Excellent appearance, outstanding talent and extraordinary birth, everything creates an insurmountable gap between Tong Mo and ordinary people.

Of course, Tong Mo didn't want others to get close.

He likes to observe people.

This made the monster, who had nothing but nothing, feel unprecedented joy.

Still young, just numb being embraced by parents on the throne, overlooking the joys and sorrows of the world.

Everyone was praying for the protection of the gods. They struggled and stretched out their hands to the young children.

On a certain day, the toddler responded to someone in distress.

So everyone in the world said that the gods sent envoys to save all living beings.

How merciful, Lord Shenzi.

From then on, Tong Mo heard something broken in his ears.

Until he saw with his own eyes that his mother, who couldn't bear it anymore, waved a machete in anger when his father had another private meeting with a young and beautiful female believer.

Mother killed father.

Then he committed suicide in despair.

"Really, why don't you go outside and kill yourself? Let someone clean the floor."

I didn't feel the loss and heartache mentioned in the book because of the loss of my parents.

Tong Mo was only worried that the wooden floor would swell if the blood soaked the floor, and it would be very difficult to take care of it.

Tong Mo didn't quite remember what happened after that.

It's just the death of ordinary humans.

It doesn't have much impact on the Bliss Sect of the World.

After all, Tong Mo is the Holy Son, but his mother is not the Virgin Mary.

The dull and boring, day-to-day life like reincarnation made the grown-up leader feel irritated.

Then in that night, he met the ghost.

Extravagant and innocent, depraved and abstinent.

Such contradictions are delicately balanced by young people.

After becoming a ghost, Tong Mo learned from the so-called senior that the young man with the fox mask on his head that night was the vicious dog of the ghost king Gui Wu Tsuji.

How interesting.

Tong Mo thought to himself, how could a vicious dog who is loyal to its master look fiercely at its master, wishing to kill it quickly?

Tong Mo knew that he might have found the most interesting toy in his boring life.

After becoming the No. [-] on the string, it was no surprise that interesting toys came to him on his own initiative.

Oni Wu Tsuji Wumi would never let a huge uneasy factor wander outside alone.

Koyayoi actually exposed many loopholes.

Maybe it's because he doesn't care, or because he trusts him?

Although he really wanted to pat his chest, he said with emotion that it must be because Yayoi trusted him.

But alas, this is not the case.

His little Yayoi just didn't care.

Or maybe he is happy to see his abnormality discovered by Mr. Wu Mi.

He was waiting for an opportunity to tear his face apart.

It's a pity that his little Yayoi is the same kind of person as him.

After a brief observation, Tong Mo came to this conclusion.

How interesting.

It's really fun to switch the masks on her face familiarly and play the role of Yayoi who is a mature and reliable adult.

People will always be attracted by danger, just like moths to a flame, they will not hesitate to smash their bodies to pieces.

It's just that before the moths were completely burned by the candle flames, the candle flames standing in the dark room had a faint tendency to self-destruct.

In that final decisive battle.

His Excellency Hei Si Mou was fine, what Tong Mo didn't expect was that His Excellency Yi Wo Zuo would join in this absurd battle.

This made Tong Mo amazed.

And complained about the failure of Mr. Wu Mi from the bottom of his heart.

Winding March all mutiny?

It's so pathetic.

But what Tong Mo never expected was that Xiao Yayoi's final plan was to die with Wu Mi.

This kind of thing!

How could he allow such a thing!

"Naruke-chan likes Yayoi, right?"

Naruto:!

Even though it was blocked by the long hair, Naruto's strings were messed up.

It seems that he was right.

"If Yayoi-chan dies, I won't be able to see her again."

Naruto, who doesn't like to talk, raised her head and paused every word, "That's...Master Huakaiyuan...wish."

If it is the wish of that adult.

Narujo will do her best to help that adult complete it.

Even if it makes him feel uncomfortable.

Tong Mo nodded, "But I will never see Xiao Yayoi again."

Naruto: ...

Of course she knew this.

That's why I try to ignore this and try to forget it myself.

Like an ostrich with its head buried in the sand.

The difference is that the ostrich buries its head in the sand to hear the footsteps of its predators more accurately so that it can escape.

And Naruto is simply escaping from reality.

After being poked by Tong Mo to the secret pain in her heart, Ming Nu struggled visibly with the naked eye.

Judging from the results, Tong Mo was a success.

Just before the sun rose, Naruto activated the vampire art as much as possible.

A pitch-black and distorted black hole suddenly appeared behind Yayoi who was stabbed with a big hole in her chest and was bleeding profusely.

Before the black hole swallowed Kakaiin Yayoi.

Tong Mo jumped in together.

"Because of the turbulence of time and space, we were separated."

And when Tongma arrived in the unusual Edo period, he was in court.

Countless believers knelt down at his feet, pious and humble, praying that the leader would listen to the oracle and bestow blessings on all beings.

Everything is so normal.

After dismissing the congregation, Tong Mo found out that everything was so abnormal again.

In order to prevent being discovered by the Ghost Killing Squad, Tong Mo would move his base camp almost every few decades.

In his memory, he has lived in the current base camp for almost 60 years.

No matter how hard the congregation tries to cherish it.

The buildings in Wan Shi Bliss Cult also inevitably have the problem of peeling off paint.

But in front of the Eternal Bliss Sect, everything is so novel.

Brand new and bright, even the lotus in that pool has not had time to plant.

It took little effort to get the general background of the era from the mouths of the unsuspecting congregation.

Tong Mo published a missing person notice.

It's a pity that this method is futile, even a drop in the bucket.

"And then?" Kakaiin Yayoi ran over the face that made countless women fall in love with her feet, and said unceremoniously, "How did you get to Yoshihara?"

Tong Mo raised his eyebrows slightly, covered his chest, "Little Yayoi is too much~"

Flower Street is the birthplace of the leader's illustrious prosperity.

So Yayoi didn't even pay attention to this?

"This attire?" What is the explanation for this oiran attire?

Bald, who was assigned to serve the Moon Slave, was a very competitive girl.

The oiran in the flower building next door was praised by the benefactor for her red nails, and the adults she served could not lose.

It's just that everyone in Yoshihara is proud of the red nail polish at the moment, and the little girl is just one step too late, and the stock is already out of stock.

Only the crimson nail polish was left alone on the booth.

"Little Yayoi, you know that what I hate most is when a girl cries."

Kakaiin Yayoi: "..."

This guy didn't say anything, he really didn't notice that Tong Mo even put on nail polish?

Do you all have weird femininity in winding?

"Could it be that Your Excellency Hei Si Mou once did?"

Tong Mo's ears perked up, and he let out a gossip-seeking sound.

There is nothing to say about this, "It is said that when His Excellency Hei Si Mou was still in the Ghost Killing Squad, in order to get information about ghosts, he disguised himself as a woman and sneaked into Yoshihara."

Tong Mo actively raised his hand, "At least Your Excellency Yiwozuo!"

Yayoi raised his eyes and took a look, then replied calmly, "Your Majesty Yiwozuo is a noble figure."

Tong Mo: ...Oh.

Kicked the humanoid garbage lying on the ground pretending to be dead, "Explain?"

Tong Mo turned over indifferently, and slowly got up from the ground. Thanks to the ghost's super self-healing ability, in just a few breaths, the bruised nose and swollen face from the beating were almost healed.

The bruises on the eye sockets have not gone away, but Tong Mo's body has a more incomplete beauty.

"Xiao Yayoi also found out."

He in the Shangxian II period returned to the Edo period, and had to temporarily live in his former self.

The night time was short, but it was divided into two by himself.

"If Yayoi appeared as a homeless person in the Edo period, I would feel bad."

Yayoi Hanakain: ...

No, he wanted to feel sorry for himself more.

He would rather go to the Pillar Hotel than take on that desperate debt.

"So I worked very hard to make money~"

Kakaiin Yayoi: "Huh?"

Tong Mo nodded, and accepted the job of preaching, "Oiran is a very lucrative profession."

The woman who wins the top prize in 360 lines and can become the oiran is unintentionally the winner of this invisible fight.

They enjoy the worship of men as a matter of course and amasse money crazily.

"Didn't Hualou want to take away nearly [-]%?"

"It's okay, I can change to an obedient Hualou boss."

"Besides, you probably don't remember, Yayoi."

Tong Mo and Kakaiin Yayoi met for the first time when Yoshihara appeared in the new moon.

Even the other self, without knowing anything, will subconsciously and instinctively approach the place where they first met.

Cheer from the bottom of my heart for the familiar and unfamiliar atmosphere from far to near.

"Finally waiting for you." A clingy big dog put its fluffy head on Yayoi's shoulder affectionately, "I have to be patient."

Recently, but a woman did not eat it.

He is really awesome~

Selectively ignoring this overly ambiguous sentence, a straight ball was flexibly dodged by the Huakaiyuan player.

Compared with the so-called love talk, Kakaiin Yayoi thinks that she has been crushed by her fucked life and her pressing debts to become an ordinary person, "Then can you tell me, Mr. Tongmo, how much money you have saved now? "

"500 yen."

"Do you know how much the usury loan you borrowed is now in terms of interest?"

Tong Mo was naive, "Shouldn't it be too high?"

Sure enough.

What's so surprising about this.

After all, Tong Mo has never worried about money since he was a child.

When his parents were there, he was still young, so he didn't need to understand this.

After his parents ended up in a farce, Tong Mo gradually grew up, but in the hearts of the old believers who accompanied him all the way, Master Tong Mo was still a child.

Later, when Tong Mo turned into a ghost, he completely shed his vulgar interests.

It is not an exaggeration to say that he spends money like running water.

The [-] yen is still left over from buying nail polish.

After all, it has nothing to do with Tong Mo.

Yayoi Kakaiin sighed softly, for this lingering brown candy.

"So how do we go back?"

Tong Mo was a little surprised, "Has Xiao Yayoi not noticed yet?"

"What should I find out?"

"It's not Naruko's blood ghost technique and Haiming's tricks that keep you in this time and space."

Kakaiin Yayoi pursed her lips, her face turned pale, "What's the reason?"

Tong Mo carefully cut off the thorns from a flower in a vase on the wooden table, pinned it to the boy's ear, nodded with satisfaction, and after a long time, under Yayoi's eyes that were about to burst into flames, he quietly replied, "You don't want to Go back, don't you?"

"Little Yayoi, what are you loathing and resisting?"

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When typing the last sentence, Xianyu's mind was filled with the lyrics of "Don't Be Afraid, Don't Be Afraid"——

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