[Thin Sakura Ghost] Tongqi

***Senior Ishikawa's identity***

The knife rises and the knife falls.

Hot blood splashed onto my cheeks, and around the corners of my eyes and lips, the scorching blood seemed to be scorching my skin.

With the sound of a gunshot, the body suddenly felt a tingling pain—compared with others, the pain penetrated deeper into the bone marrow.Reluctantly looking back at the lying general, I saw his chest rising and falling, rising and falling extremely hard.

Tokugawa Jiamao should have found out that he was betrayed, so he was forced to choose the way to leave.after all--

The bullet just now was not aimed at me who is called a traitor, but at the one lying there—Tokugawa Iemo.traitor?With a stiff face, I pulled out my ribs and threw it at the man with the gun. Who is the real traitor? !

In the blink of an eye, I quickly moved forward and grasped the rib gap that was deeply embedded in the man's chest at the last moment.Unloading his gun, pulling out the ribs, the man's blood immediately sprayed out from the wound on his chest, changing the trajectory as the man continued to slump.

"Here it is!" There was a burst of shouting outside the door, followed by the sound of neat footsteps, and someone commanded, "The Musketeers are ready!"

A group of men with muskets rushed in through the wide-open door, with black barrels lined up one by one, facing me and Iemo Tokugawa behind me.Oops!I took a step and stopped in front of the closet.

At the same time, deafening gunshots rang out.

******

"Mr. Iamo is worthy of respect. If it weren't for this chaotic era, he would have made great achievements." Senior Ishikawa handed me a glass of wine, "He said you are like his Imperial Palace?"

I lowered my head and shook it lightly, trying to shake off Hijikata Toshizo's warning to me to drink less.But unconsciously, his hand still moved to the cup, and slowly pushed it back in the direction of Senior Ishikawa.

"That's what the general said, he is really a very gentle person." I smiled, "I know that the crime of concealing my daughter should be dealt with, but he didn't blame me, but said that I was like him the most. someone close."

"Although you should have such great love when you sacrificed your life to save him, I agree with your point of view. He is indeed a very gentle person." Senior Ishikawa said with a smile, "He has extraordinary affection for courtiers, women, and even animals. Mercy."

"You understand." I raised my eyebrows and tilted my head, "Then what happened to this lord?"

"Ah... this." Senior Ishikawa took a sip of his wine, "Dead."

******

Bullets go through my body.Pain, panic.

The body froze there.There is no way to stop it, no way to respond in such a short time, no way to keep the promise to the general.

Are all the efforts you have made so far going to waste?

……

A gust of wind blew, and then a group of officers and soldiers fell down.

The guns hit the ground, and all the officers and soldiers had a blood-oozing wound on their chests, lined up in a straight line.

I turned around, and the back of the man standing next to the general was very familiar, but... that white hair is obviously the best evidence that he is a Rakshasa, I must have misidentified him.

So, is it a member of the Rakshasa team?There was a drum in my heart, I took care of the Raksha team almost every day, but I couldn't match this man with any of them.

"Thank you for saving me, may I ask you, sir?" I stared at the man's every move. Such skills are definitely not something I can handle alone.

The man turned around leisurely, his bright red eyes were still warm, and he said, "Why, Ah Tong, you don't recognize me?"

"Senior Ishikawa?!" I rushed up and grabbed his arm, "What do you do—you drink like water?!"

Senior Ishikawa brushed off my hand and took out something from his pocket, "It's a long story, let's save the general first."

The scarlet liquid is all too familiar, I nodded, but my hand grabbed Ishikawa-senpai's arm, "Hijikata Toshizo is going to find a way, can you not... use this for a while."

Senior Ishikawa's brows were tightly frowned. He stretched out his hand to probe Tokugawa Iemo's wound, on his forehead, snorting, and said slowly: "It won't last long, I'll just believe him for a quarter of an hour, if he doesn't come, I will I can only use my own method."

He squeezed the change tightly, "Only by living can you practice your persistence."

"Understood." I nodded, watching him gradually return to his usual appearance, "Did you drink water?"

For the beloved Tokugawa Iemo, put yourself in danger?It's not like something Ishikawa-senpai would do.

"You don't think it's easy to join Matsudaira Rongbao, do you?" Senior Ishikawa smiled lightly, "I'm sorry I couldn't tell you the truth, but I have three-quarters of the blood of the ghost race."

"Ghost tribe?"

I gritted my teeth. The experiment mentioned that this race is different from the French ghosts used by Bian Ruo Shui. The ghosts here can walk in the daytime and do not drink human blood. This is the effect Bian Ruo Shui has been trying to achieve.

But the blood of the ghost clan here cannot induce mutations in the human body, so the blood of the French ghost clan was used.In addition, the spring water that dilutes the blood of the French ghosts comes from the hometown of Donggui.

"What on earth are you..." I clenched my hands, "Senior...what is your purpose for coming here, for bringing me to this era?"

"Entrusted by my grandmother, but also to protect my family."

The fingertips were hot and humid. I looked down and saw that the nails were deeply embedded in the flesh, and blood was oozing from the wound.

"You said fate, you said you had to. You lied to me." I raised my head and stared at him intently, "Why do you do this, is it fun to play with my life? Drag me into this world, drag me... ...to this world that wasn't mine."

Senior Ishikawa's face changed slightly, but he didn't speak.

"Ryoma Sakamoto, Toshizo Hijikata, Souji Okita." I snorted coldly and pointed at Iemo Tokugawa, "Even Iemo Tokugawa, you just put their fate on me so inexplicably."

"Why?!" I demanded.

Touching my chest, my heartbeat was extremely strong. I bent down and picked up a rolled-up knife, cut a wound in my palm, and stretched out my palm to face Ishikawa-senpai.

Bleeding profusely, but as expected, the wound healed quickly, "You ruined my original life."

Suddenly, the wrist was tightly grasped, and Senior Ishikawa approached me, "I'm sorry."

"Sorry?" I sneered, "You don't understand how important they are to me now, throwing everything to me, and then taking it away bit by bit?"

"I'm sorry." Senior Ishikawa interrupted me, "If possible, I really don't want to involve you."

"Heh..." I let out a sigh of relief.

"Do you... believe me?"

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