[Comprehensive] On how I got lost

Kiyomitsu of California did not expect to see Yamato Shou'an here.

The other party also saw him, panicked, looked left and right for a while, and hurriedly dragged him away.

"Stable you"

"Mission I'm on a mission"

Okay, I get it, why are you nervous.

Kai Qingguang saw that this was Yamato Shou'an from the other Honmaru, but it was really suspicious to look panicked.

Thinking about it again, in this small town, due to the existence of the natural flow of mind, Dahe is peaceful, and the Milky Way is converging with everyone, bringing the omen of the confluence of wind and cloud.

The so-called turmoil, in his opinion, is very ominous.

He suddenly sat up straight, and said seriously, "An Ding, I'm afraid you are not performing a mission here."

Yamato Mamoru's expression changed a bit, first he was panicked, then he became nervous. His embarrassed look made it obvious, and he said, "It's nothing."

California clear light naturally turns into what there is.

He looked up and down at An Ding, there was no sign of a dark fall, and there was no strange appearance.

"I am here to carry out the mission, the content cannot be told to you, it is directly ordered by the god judge."

California Qingguang couldn't get a result, but he was an adult swordsman, and he did what he did. He patted his clothes and was about to leave, but he heard someone outside the house calling "Zhe Ping"

This voice sounded familiar to him, and he was familiar with it in his soul and bones.

Qing Guang turned his head, outside the hotel building, on the street, a ten-year-old boy was looking for someone.

Yamato Shou Anding reacted very quickly, got up "teng" and closed the window, and pushed California Qingguang to go out, "There is nothing to see"

Kiyomitsu froze, crossed An Ding and leaned his head to the window, and the appearance of the young Okita Souji was firmly in his eyes.

Qingguang read "General Director."

"You came for him, didn't you?"

An Ding's face darkened, "It's the task of the God Judge."

"What kind of god judge would issue such a task to you alone?"

"Your reaction today was very wrong."

"Yamato Shou'an, what are you preparing for?"

An Ding held the knife, "It has nothing to do with you."

California Qingguang twitched the corner of his mouth, "You know the consequences of destroying history, I don't need to remind you, and don't intervene at will to change the fate of the chief executive, the determination and will of a warrior can never be changed by a merciful heart. of."

An Ding rubbed his face, removed the cold and hard look from his face, and returned to softness again, "I know, I will be responsible for everything I did, Qing Guang also came to this era without authorization, go back early. "

"After I go back, I will ask the judge for punishment, and I will tell you everything about meeting you."

"what ever."

Seeing Yamato Shou'an's obstinacy, Qingguang Qingguang left the hotel angrily, and walked over the stone bridge built on the river. For some reason, he noticed that the atmosphere was subtle. There were few pedestrians on the road, but there was always an atmosphere of hidden murderous intent.

In the distance, there is a person wearing a bamboo hat, with a standard long knife at his waist, which is the most common form among the people, cheap and common.

California looked over and felt that the man was very familiar.

"Star River"

"Ah."

Although Kiyomitsu didn't know what happened, he reacted very quickly. Okita Souji, Yamato Mamoru Anding, Xinghe

He is good at drawing swords, and draws swords very quickly.

But the darkness came even faster, there was a heavy blow on the side of the neck, before Qing Guang passed out, he could only see the man's indifferent expression.

Although Xinghe is still young, lifting a person is nothing but trivial. When Qingguang was about to fall to the ground, Xinghe picked him up and took him to an abandoned house on the edge of the city.

When he arrived at the abandoned house, Xinghe took the rope and tied him up. He didn't hesitate or be slow in doing this, after all, he was not a good person in the first place.

The news came from the Five Tigers that Yamato Shou'an asked the judge to leave for the third time, but was still rejected by the judge.

He said that this time was very flat, and there was no fluctuation, and he talked about Yamato's struggle and uneasiness.

"He's not in a good state of mind."

"If you don't have a clear idea, it's easy to walk into a dead end, and you can't think about it."

This is true, sometimes things that you want to open in a different situation, but the person involved is holding back and can't leave.

Recently, Xinghe also feels that he can't think about it. He can't say why, but he is bored. It is boring when the sky is foggy, and it is also boring when the sun is out. This is also a lack of thought.

On the way home, Xinghe walked into a tavern. It was the family that was rescued by Tsurumaru Kuninaga. They were very impressed with Xinghe. When they saw him enter, they greeted him and said, "You are here."

Xinghe nodded, asked him for a jug of wine, and took it away.

The boss smiled and said that this was his family's unique secret book. His tone was full of pride, and he lifted the curtain and walked to the inner kitchen. After a while, he brought two pots to Xinghe, saying that the other pot was a gift.

Xinghe thanked him, and went out the door with the jug in his hand, the boss squeezed his face and rubbed his hands behind him and smiled.

After crossing the bridge, he walked slowly along the river, with the wine jug hanging steadily on his waist. Director Okita had sharp eyes, and at the end of the road, he recognized Xinghe just by looking at the figure, and threw himself on Xinghe excitedly , "I didn't expect to see you here."

After speaking, he made a bitter face again, "I don't know where Zheping has gone."

"You guys quarreled"

Okita Souji: "Haha, haha, how could it be?"

"Forget it, let's not talk about it," Director Okita saw two jugs of wine on Xinghe's waist, and nodded curiously, "What kind of taste is that?"

"Average taste."

Okita Souji blinked, "I want to try."

Xinghe shook his head. He compared Okita Souji's height and continued to shake his head, "You are too small."

Souji Okita muttered, "You are not very old."

He shook his hand at Xinghe, "Goodbye, I'll go find Zheping."

Xinghe bid farewell to Mr. Okita, this section of the road along the river was less than halfway through, and weeping willows stood scattered by the riverside, Xinghe found a willow tree and stopped in the shade, and untied the waistband. The jug sniffed at the tip of his nose, and there was a smell of wine.

It's neither pungent nor mellow. It's just the smell of crops fermented in the brewer for a long time. It doesn't smell good.

The wind blew past, and the willows with their sash were blowing up their branches along with the wind. With this fresh air, Xinghe raised his head and poured down the pot of wine, without leaving a single drop.

After drinking the wine, he wiped the moisture from the corners of his lips, and put the jug under the willow tree.

After walking a few steps, a group of bandits with knives blocked Xinghe's way, all of them covered their faces and wore bamboo hats, and attacked Xinghe without saying a word.

He is bored.

He knew the leader who was the one who robbed Lucky House a few days ago, when Xinghe left a horizontal knife wound on his chest.

Can survive from blood loss, infection, high fever, life is great.

When the man rushed over, Xinghe sideways dodged, "Do you think the continuous hatred and revenge are boring?"

The man's eyes were bloodshot, his teeth were gritted, and he was wearing a mask. His voice was muffled, "You killed someone, and someone will come to kill you, and you won't pay for it."

"No," Xinghe shook his head, "Because I won't die, I just feel that it's a pity that you all died for nothing."

"Just a little bit."

When he returned to Yoshiya's house, Tsurumaru Kuninaga told him to prepare, and the grandest show was about to begin.

Shusaku Kondo, the owner of the Natural Lixinliu Dojo, is about to celebrate his birthday, and Yoshiya will be invited to celebrate. He and Xinghe will enter the Natural Lixinliu Dojo as musicians.

"Ah."

"What are you going to do after you take the Honmaru?"

Tsurumaru pondered for a while, "I can't think of it, I haven't thought about the ending."

On the day of Shusaku Kondo's birthday, Yoshiya and other musicians were invited to the dojo. Tsurumaru took off his bamboo hat generously, and followed Yoshiya along with Xinghe. Following the guidance of the samurai at the door, he passed the entrance and walked into the house.

Yamato Morita was also at the door. He saw Tsurumaru Kuninaga, who had hardly changed, clenched the handle of the knife. He figured it out, they were definitely planning to plot against Souji Okita.

Sensing the killing intent of Yamato Andyana, Tsurumaru Kuninaga turned his head and opened his eyes, those blood-red eyes were directly reflected into Yamato Andyana's eyes.

dark fall

Xinghe walked on the other side, "Be careful, don't be seen by others."

Tsurumaru turned his head with a smile, "Of course, of course."

Seeing these two people with malicious intentions unscrupulous in the dojo, trembling with stability, the thing he feared most happened.

An Ding hurriedly finds Director Chong Tian, ​​and once again persuades Chong Tian to pay attention to Xinghe, so as not to be tempted by bad guys.

Director Okita looked at Yamato Shou'an, who was almost kneeling in front of him, and squatted down, "If he's weird, Zheping must be even weirder than him."

"It's not my jealousy, it's this person"

"No, I mean Zheping's first day here, it was very strange."

Director Okita looked at him strangely, "What is Zheping hiding and what is he trying to do?"

Director Okita was a little disappointed to see that Yamato Shou'an didn't answer, "Actually, after getting along these days, I don't think Zheping has any embarrassments, but Zheping always hides his thoughts tightly, lest others will spy on him. "

He laughed at himself, "It's because I didn't do enough that I let Zheping do this."

"No." An Ding's voice was very low, and there was a hint of crying. Director Okita waited for a while to find out what An Ding would say, but An Ding bit her teeth tightly and refused to make a sound.

Okita Souji sighed, before leaving, he said, "Everyone has secrets, right?"

The birthday celebration has begun.

The music of the shamisen reverberates in the air, the water-like cold moonlight imprints on the ground, and the chilly piano sound imprints on my heart.

Everyone is rejoicing, and An Ding is alone in darkness.

He didn't understand.

There are many things that I can't understand, I can't understand the deep meaning of the god judge, I don't know the next step of Anqiu Fusangshen, and I don't understand how to protect Okita Souji.

The Battle of Ikedaya happened over and over again, history should be past and cannot be changed, what happened over and over again, what happened in the past

So uncomfortable.

Yamato Mamoru let go of his neckline, and his nails scraped a long, thin bloodstain on his neck. It took him a while to realize that he had hurt himself with too much force, but his brain that was about to explode prevented him from feeling the scar objectively. Does it hurt? How much does it hurt? Is it worse than a headache?

Does it hurt more than a nearly torn heart?

Also, why does it hurt?

He looked blankly at the bloodshot eyes in his nails, and the moon in the sky turned bright red, and the strange bloody light covered the sky and the earth, covering it with a veil of gloom.

"It's so pitiful." A low voice sounded.

Yamato Mamoru Yasuji half-kneeled on the ground, and Tsurumaru Kuninaga who suddenly appeared broke into the room carrying the blood-colored moonlight. With his blood-red eyes that were the same color as the moon, he said, "What kind of troubles have brought you into this situation?" Woolen cloth"

"aha"

Yamato Shou'an got up and drew his sword. At that moment, he didn't think of anything, he just wanted to kill the fallen Fusangshen, so as to get out of it. It was him who made everything chaotic and unclear. Only by solving him can things return to the right path .

The fierce collision of blades and blades sounded in the room, but the crisp metallic sound did not disturb the quiet and pure tone of the shamisen. Once, hit a very fast rhythm as the accompaniment of the tune.

"Kill you." Yamato Shou'an's eyes turned red.

Tsurumaru Kuniyong smiled, "Useless work, daydreaming."

"You think killing me can change anything? I lured you here. I made you stay. I made Souji Okita aspire to serve the shogunate. I made him die sick in bed. I made history repeat itself over and over again."

"You killed me and tore my body into thousands of pieces, but you can't change anything."

The masters holding the knives had ferocious eyes, and the crossed double-edged knives confronted each other tightly, making teeth-piercing creaking and twisting sounds, and the ear-scratching sounds almost condensed into slender arc waves. Suddenly, Tsurumaru Kuninaga Withdrawing caused Yamato Anding to lean forward, stepped forward quickly and knocked him to the ground with an elbow, Yamato and Anding rolled on the ground for a while, his furious eyes were blocked by his forehead, but the meaning of anger was clearly visible.

Tsurumaru Kuninaga pointed at him, "Instead of asking me, it's better to ask the person who made this happen."

Then he threw down a metal machine with a ball. The machine rolled a few times on the ground and stopped in front of Yamato Shou'an with a cold light.

"If you still don't understand, ask me again. Maybe I'm happy for a while, so I'll let you understand."