Blade of Resurrection

Ji Guoyuan was sitting in the office of the team.

Unlike other shinigami who have residences in Seireitei or Ruukon Street, these swordsmen who use breathing techniques have basically regarded the place where the Bantei is as their home in the Soul Society.

The captain's office is already equivalent to his room.

The surrounding area is very quiet, because it is already late at night, except for those who went out to perform tasks, everyone else has already fallen asleep.

Ji Guoyuan flipped through the team affairs documents on the table, he had already developed a habit of these hundreds of years of things, and it was impossible and he would not want to do it when he was still alive.

When he heard some movement, he put down his pen and put it aside, and by the light of the candle, he saw the fancy fabric that appeared in the corner at some point.

The smell of the cherry blossom powder was mixed with the smell familiar to Ji Guoyuan, so he didn't make a move, but asked instead: "Goose return?"

"It's me." Nu Liangyan replied, and smiled and walked towards the man who was fully dressed and sitting at the table: "Mr. Yuanyi hasn't slept yet?"

"Yeah." His footsteps were a little slow due to his clothes, and his appearance was exposed to the light a little bit as he moved.

Ji Guoyuan couldn't help being stunned by the bright and complicated clothing styles that were not masculine at first glance, coupled with the delicately made-up face in the painting revealed in the flickering candlelight.

Those eyes stared at the red rouge at the corners of his eyes, and asked, "What are you wearing?"

"It's Huakui..." Nuliang Yangui sighed, and finally walked over there and sat down, seeing the other party's puzzled expression before reacting: "By the way, Mr. Yuanyi's era doesn't seem to be there yet."

As he spoke, he removed the hairpin decorations from his hair, and threw them beside the book: "Anyway, it's a long story, Mr. Yuanyi can just look at this outfit, but Just don't mention it to anyone else..."

"You're joking, goose return."

Ji Guoyuan is not a talkative person, even though he has become a qualified captain in the soul world for hundreds of years, in fact, those things that require communication are basically done by Yan Shoulang and the others.

He doesn't go around talking nonsense.

Nuliang Yangui was indeed joking, he knew very well what kind of person Ji Guoyuan was, otherwise he wouldn't have just appeared in front of the other party like this.

"Isn't it good to make a joke once in a while?" He smiled and briefly told Ji Guoyuan what happened in this world.

During this process, the tortoiseshell, coral hairpins and other silver accessories were all picked off by Nuliang Yangui and placed on the table, and all the buns were also dismantled. The long hair was let loose again.

"That's about the way things are."

He pressed his elbows on the table and lifted his chin, and looked at Ji Guoyuanyi by the candlelight: "Although it's a bit troublesome, it's really useful. At least the casualties of ordinary people have been reduced."

"Indeed." Ji Guoyuan agreed with Nuliang Huapiao's approach.

Too many people have died at the hands of ghosts over the years. It is indeed a wise choice to keep innocent people away from such harm.

The makeup on Nuliang Yangui's face hadn't been removed yet, and it looked very soft in the not-so-bright candle light, he shifted his gaze slightly, and looked over with a half-smile: "Mr. Yuanyi, you haven't commented yet. "

"Evaluate what?" Ji Guoyuan was a little puzzled.

"Look carefully."

His face was held up by Nuliang Yangui with both hands, he looked up at the indistinguishable handsome face bent down, and finally realized: "It's very beautiful."

Only then did Nuliang Yangui let go of him in satisfaction.

After all, even if he didn't want to dress up like this, he still wanted to be sure of this.

"It's getting late, you'd better go to bed early."

He got up and took off the smock that was dragging the floor and hung it on the hanger next to him, casually tied his loose black hair behind his head with a slender ribbon, and then took off the outer women's kimono , just left a close-fitting pure white long undergarment: "I'll wash my face first, and then go to Kuchiki's house to borrow clothes from Byakuya."

After speaking, Ji Guoyuan left without waiting for an answer, and the latter helplessly helped put away a suit of clothes that would cause serious misunderstandings if others saw it.

Kuchiki Byakuya is the most similar in figure to him, even though he has grown a lot taller now, he probably still has the clothes from before.

Nuliang Yangui remembered the time when Yoichi and Sifengin went to Kuchiki's house to deliberately molested Kuchiki Byakuya, and couldn't help laughing.

Kuchiki Byakuya, who was practicing swords in the yard, just caught this sound, and when he looked up, he saw Nuliang Yangui, who was wearing a long undergarment equivalent to underwear, and stood not far away, and immediately raised his voice: "Your pair What a decent dress!"

"Be quiet."

He raised his index finger and made a hissing motion in front of Kuchiki Byakuya's lips: "I can't go back temporarily, so I came here to ask you to borrow clothes?"

"Where did you go to fool around?" Kuchiki Byakuya's voice was really much softer, but his eyes had been disapproving of his dressing up for a long time.

Nuliang Yangui shrugged innocently: "Bai Zai has misunderstood me."

"Who knows yours!"

He turned his head away, and Nu Liangyan's troubled voice came from next to his ear: "Bai Zai, you really have the heart to let me walk in Seiling Court alone in a piece of underwear..."

"Come in with me!" Kuchiki Byakuya threw the wooden knife aside, pulled him past him and dragged him into his room.

When the two of them came out again, Nuliang Yangui had already put on the clothes that he had made for Kuchiki Byakuya before, but he hadn't had time to put them on, and now he couldn't put them on anymore.

"I'll send you this set when I go back tomorrow and change my clothes."

"No need." Byakuya Kuchiki gave him a sideways glance: "This dress is for you."

"Are you so generous?" He touched the material of his clothes and smacked his lips.

The Kuchiki family, who can casually wear twenty mansions on his body, can make clothes for the young master with ordinary materials?

Nu Liangyangui could almost guess the price of the fabric by touching it: "This set is not cheap."

"Of course I didn't let you take it for nothing." Byakuya Kuchiki picked up the wooden knife on the ground, and at the same time threw the other one he took out from the room into his arms: "Play with me as a thank you Bar."

"Okay." Nuliang Yangui weighed the wooden knife in his hand: "Don't cry when you lose?"

"Stop talking nonsense!"

As soon as the words fell, Kuchiki Byakuya's knife had already slashed at him.

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Nu Liangyan returned early in the morning wearing the set of clothes brought by Kuchiki Byakuya to show off in the market, and by coincidence, he bumped into Aizen Soyousuke who was walking this way.

His calm and handsome face showed a gentle smile like a good old man: "Good morning, goose return."

"Good morning, Captain Aizan."

Since Mako Hirako was expelled, Aizen Soyousuke, the former vice-captain of the [-]th Division, has been promoted to the captain, but he doesn't seem satisfied with this title: "Yangui calls me like this, but it's just to see me." gone."

"Is there?" Nuliang Yangui tilted his head in doubt.

"You address Captain Jiguo and they all use their first names."

"I just think that Captain Aizen is more suitable for a respectable person like you than Mr. Aizen!"

He blinked, with a smile on his face: "Is Captain Aizan going to Mao to teach the students?"

"Yes." Aizen Soyousuke lowered his eyes slightly: "I heard that Yangui returned to the present world to visit his family some time ago, and I don't know how they are doing?"

"Of course everything is fine, Captain Lao Lanran is so concerned about it." But whether it is a real concern or a fake concern is another matter.

The two of them walked side by side on the streets of Seireitei, and from time to time there would be a passing god of death saying hello to Aizen Soyousuke, and he responded gently one by one, and it seemed that his popularity should be quite good.

It's just that Nuliang Yangui, who had known his true face for a long time, felt that he was watching a performance. When he reached a fork in the road, he finally stopped: "Captain Aizen is going to Liuhun Street, and I have We're going somewhere else, so let's part here."

"I thought Yan Gui was going to see Mrs. Ji Ji."

"Then you guessed wrong." He raised his hand and shook the box of snacks he picked up at Kuchiki's house: "I'm here to deliver food."

"Okay then." Aizen Soyousuke looked a bit regretful, but he didn't force it, and said goodbye to him with a smile and walked towards the gate leading to Ruhun Street.

Nuliang Yangui looked at his receding back, the smile on his face faded, he turned around and left in another direction.

"You mean, you met that guy Aizen?"

Purgatory Yan Shoulang picked up a delicate wagashi made like a flower and threw it into his mouth: "He didn't do anything to you, did he?"

"No, we broke up after chatting casually." Nuliang Yangui shook his head.

Now that Purgatory Yan Shoulang and Ji Guoyuan are both there, he tells in detail what happened during this period of time, and he also mentions the blue Bianhua who has been tracked down by Guiwu Tsuji Wucan.

"He's still looking for that thing, but he just doesn't know if it's real."

There are several colors of Bana flowers, but only blue Bana flowers have never been heard of. Nu Liangyangui wondered if this name might just be a synonym, but its true identity is unknown.

"No matter what it is, Ghost Dance Tsuji has spent so many years not finding it, so don't worry about it now."

"Any clues about his whereabouts?"

Nuliang Yangui took a sip of tea, and recalled the news brought back by the investigation by the Nuliang Group: "It seems that a space was specially built for people to find, and it can be transferred almost at any time. So, compared to looking for In terms of his traces, it is a faster way to lure him out."

"That is to say, let him appear by himself..." Yan Shoulang, Liao Ji, pondered for a while: "He is not so easy to attract."

"If it's the blue Higan flower, or the headquarters of the Demon Slayer Squad."

Ji Guoyuan's voice was low: "I'm afraid he will appear in person."

"It's indeed a good idea, but before that, we have to sharpen his power." Nu Liangyan nodded: "If you push him into a hurry, you can get twice the result with half the effort."

He slowly raised his index finger: "I have a new idea!"

The author has something to say: Goose Return: Although, it is absolutely forbidden to say that I am not good-looking