After being laid off, I became a god judge

"Hey, did that guy talk about Shinsengumi just now?"

Izumi stared straight at the group of people in black military uniforms on the opposite side, his heroic eyebrows frowned.

"Hey, Kanesan, I heard that too, they are indeed talking about the Shinsengumi."

Horikawa nodded in agreement.

"Eh? Could it be that, Okita-kun also..."

An Ding hurriedly raised his head to look for the figure in his memory among the crowd in black uniforms.

Qing Guang at the side hurriedly stopped him, "An Ding, don't forget your current identity!"

One word awakened the dreamer, An Ding panicked and apologized to Fujikawa next to him, "I'm sorry, my lord, I just..."

An Ding raised his head and observed Fujikawa Shi's face cautiously, but it was a pity that the interrogator's face was always wearing that obstructive silk cloth, so he couldn't tell what Fujikawa's mood was like at the moment.

"fine."

Toki Fujikawa waved his hand indifferently, "I'm also curious about what Chief Director Okita is like."

The Shinsengumi is undoubtedly the most representative character of the Bakumatsu era. Their tragic and legendary experience made this group of last samurai warriors sought after by countless fans in later generations.

Among them, "Okita Souji" and "Hijikata Toshizo" were mentioned the most in later generations.

One is a genius swordsman who died young, and the other is a "ghost deputy leader" who is good at strategy. There are countless film and television literature works about these two people in later generations.

Even if Fujikawa Toki didn't deliberately pay attention to those film and television literature works, he still had an impression of the names "Okita Souji" and "Hijikata Toshizo".

It is rare to meet the famous Shinsengumi in history, and he is also very curious about the looks of these two legendary figures.

"So which one is Hijikata? Which one is Okita?"

Looking at the row of youths wearing the same black uniforms across the street, Fujikawa suddenly felt a little face-blind.

"Why do I feel that they all look the same?"

Toki Fujikawa was obviously not the only one who felt this way, and Mutsu Mori also nodded in agreement, saying that except for the M-shaped bang with a cigarette in his mouth and a certain bald head, everyone else is just like copy-pasted volume products .

"You bastard, who is the mass product produced by the factory assembly line!"

The rest of the people were all angry, and they raised the blades in their hands one after another, pointing the sharp tip at Fujikawa Toki and his party.

"Did I mention the factory assembly line?"

Mutsumoru was stunned.

"Because the ones produced by the factory assembly line can at least be sold, copy and paste a "ctrl+Z" and it will be directly archived."

Fujikawa explained to him calmly.

"So that's it. As expected of the Shinsengumi, their self-esteem is several times higher than that of ordinary people."

Mutsumori sighed from the bottom of his heart.

"Mutsu Mori, you can shut up, didn't you see that they were all angry?!"

While holding a knife to block the attack of a member of the Shinsengumi, Izumi Mori took the time to stare at Mutsu Mori and signaled him to shut up.

"That's right, Mutsu Mori, we'd better not conflict with this group of people, let's find a way to get out now."

An Ding opened his mouth with a solemn face while drawing a knife to defend.

Mu Aoshou expressed his innocence, and obviously the lord also said it, so why did he only say him.

Of course it's because they dare not say Fujikawa Toki...

"My lord, what should we do now?"

Seeing that they have been targeted by the Shinsengumi and have conflicts with them, Qingguang has not forgotten to ask Fujikawa Toki's opinion while he is anxious.

"Is there no Okita Souji here?"

Fujikawa asked lightly.

Qingguang was stunned for a moment, and his expression suddenly became a little sad, "I haven't seen Okita-kun for hundreds of years, and about his appearance, I have already..."

"Okay, I get it."

Fujikawa Toki nodded, and interrupted his words. After all, four to five hundred years have passed, and it is normal not to remember.

"Then retreat first."

They really can't have too many intersections with these characters in history. Like the "Four Soul Jade Incident" last time, if it happened again, Fujikawa estimated that Honosuke would hang directly at the door of his room this time.

On the other side, the young man with fierce eyes and M-shaped bangs frowned when he saw that there were so many people in the Shinsengumi who couldn't do anything about it. There were only seven of them. Come with a voice that has no emotional ups and downs.

"Ah, Hijikata-san, please step aside."

When the black-haired young man heard this voice, the expression on his face froze instantly, and a bad premonition suddenly appeared in his heart.

Then, under the stunned gaze of the crowd, a cannon/bullet flew towards the black-haired young man with lightning speed. Fu Sangshen quickly kicked aside.

There was only a loud bang, and the stray bullet exploded, and several members of the Shinsengumi present were blown away at once.

The Fu Sangshen held their waists that were almost broken and struggled to get up from the ground.

"My lord, although I am very grateful to you for saving us, can't you relax your strength a little..."

The kick just now almost broke them directly.

"I've been very careful."

Fujikawa responded blankly, that he didn't even use half of his strength in that kick just now, because he was afraid that these delicate-skinned and tender Fusangshen would be accidentally injured by him.

It seemed he had underestimated their vulnerability.

Fusangshen: "..."

Why do I suddenly feel so useless...

"Hey! Sougo!"

The black-haired young man who was directly hit by the stray bullet but miraculously did not receive any substantial damage, ran towards the chestnut-haired young man angrily with his exploding head on his head.

"You kid just wanted to blow me up together, huh?! Absolutely!"

"Mr. Hijikata, what you said is wrong."

The chestnut-haired young man with a handsome baby face said expressionlessly, "From the very beginning, I went to Mr. Hijikata alone."

"Okay, you bastard, go and cut my belly..."

The black-haired young man looked gloomy, and he made a gesture to pull out the saber from his waist, but was stopped by the group of Shinsengumi members behind him who were also blown into explosive heads, "Deputy chief, calm down, if you want to fight, wait until you go back." beat."

Someone looked up at the chestnut-haired youth opposite, and complained helplessly, "Captain Okita, next time you use the bazooka, at least you'll be able to spot it before you hit it. We're still here."

The chestnut-haired youth nodded readily and agreed, "Next time I will make sure that only the bastard Hijikata is present before attacking."

"You still want to bomb me in the end! Boom me towards the enemy, bastard!"

......

"Ah, is there something wrong with my ears? Did they say "Mr. Hijikata" just now? I must have misheard, right..."

Izumi Mori twisted his neck stiffly, looking at his companion behind him.

"Haha, I must have misheard, that "Captain Okita" must be my auditory hallucination..."

An Ding laughed a few times dryly, with the same stiff expression on his face.

"It turns out that they are the legendary Okita and Hijikata."

Fujikawa Toki looked calmly at the opposite Shinsengumi who was infighting for no reason, and was silent for a few seconds.

"It seems to be different from what I imagined."

......

It is rumored that Okita was born with frailty and sickness, and died when he was only in his 20s. The world often compares this talented swordsman who died young to a cherry blossom. His life is so gorgeous and so short, and his youth is only seen for a moment.But looking at the chestnut-haired young man opposite him who is alive and kicking and can carry a cannon with one hand, it is really impossible to connect him with the words "frail and sickly".

Besides, the book says that he is calm and stable, good at strategy, and look at the black-haired young man with an avant-garde afro on the opposite side, who is furiously reprimanding the chestnut-haired youth at the moment. I didn't see it at all.

Sure enough, legends and reality are still somewhat different...

"No, my lord, that's definitely not Okita-kun. Okita-kun is a gentle and elegant gentleman like the bright moon. How could he be that kind of immature little boy who likes to play pranks."

An Ding looked anxious and wanted to wash away the "grievances" of the former owner.

"The bright moon you mentioned is the "moon" next door to the Twelve Ghost Moons?"

Fujikawa glanced at him lightly.

"The correct answer is Sailor Moon's month."

A voice without ups and downs suddenly sounded in everyone's ears, and the chestnut-haired youth who was still arguing with the black-haired youth just now appeared in front of Fujikawa Toki and the others.

"Then I will reluctantly destroy you on behalf of the moon."

The young man with chestnut hair showed a harmless smile to everyone, and then quickly pulled out the saber from his waist.

"Lord!"

While Qingguang let out an exclamation, he quickly swung his knife to block the blow for Fujikawa, but the young man with chestnut hair changed his offensive midway, and the sharp blade struck towards Qingguang's face.

Qing Guang watched the sharp blade approaching him, and the memories of hundreds of years ago suddenly swept into his mind.

That night was so dark that there was no moonlight, the narrow/crazy hotel, the room full of miserable screams, the thick smell of blood, the buzzing of swords colliding, and the quiet lying in the corner of the room The Broken Blade of...

Ah, is it going to be the same this time...

Qing Guang slowly closed his eyes.

"Well."

The pain he imagined did not come, Qingguang only heard a muffled grunt of pain, he opened his eyes, just in time to see the scene where the young man with chestnut hair who had just drawn his sword at him was punched flying by Fujikawa Shi.

Considering that this person might be the famous Okita Souji in history, Fujikawa Toki didn't force his punch, but just threw him back into the Shinsengumi team.

"Captain Okita!"

Seeing that their captain was beaten to the ground, the members of the Shinsengumi rushed up, and some members waved their knives angrily, and slashed at Fujikawa Toki.

However, they were stopped by a black-haired youth on the way.

"Stop it, you can't beat him."

The black-haired young man with a funny afro had a very solemn expression at the moment.

"But the deputy chief, Captain Okita..."

The members of the Shinsengumi looked unwilling.

"let me."

Tukata pulled out the saber from his waist with a calm face, and his sharp eyes kept staring at the people opposite him, like a falcon hunting.

At this time, Hijikata looked a little bit like the rumored "Deputy Chief of Demons".

The author has something to say: Ah Shi: You can hit me, but you can't hit these knives!

Fusangshens [touched face]: My lord...

Ah Shi: Do you know how expensive the treatment costs for these knives are? !

Fu Sangshen: Give me back the touch we had just now...