[Gintama] Calm down, find a time machine

Flocks of crows surrounded the carrion corpse and screamed shrilly.

There is still a trace of gunpowder smoke in the dark cloudy sky, and the oppressive atmosphere announces the impending rainstorm.

The humid air was mixed with the stench of rotting corpses, overlooking the corpses all over the ground, all kinds of cold weapons.There is no doubt that this place turned out to be a battlefield.

And I woke up in this smoky battlefield, the pungent smell made me eager to get up, but my whole body seemed to be disassembled and reassembled, so stiff that even I couldn't control myself body of.Memories of before he passed out quickly flashed through his mind.

——In the boundless universe, the main cannon of the Nasta class aimed at Yitzhak, who was fighting against the reinforcements of the Earth Federation Army at this time. big.Seeing that even if Yitzhak reacted, he couldn't escape...

——I drove the MS and smashed the MS driven by Yitzhak, and was instantly vaporized by the high-pressure beam cannon into ashes and disappeared in the boundless universe.

The body trembled inexplicably, and with the recollection just now, the body seemed to be recovering a little bit slowly.

I stood up stiffly with my hands on the ground, looking at the corpses lying high and low on the infinite flat ground, I clicked my tongue in surprise.I couldn't bear to burst out a curse word: "Fuck me? Wasn't I in the universe? Why did I come to the earth now? You are so weak and use cold weapons to fight."

As I muttered, I turned over and sat on the ground. I wanted to draw out the Taidao beside me, but found that my hands were abnormally small.

I was stunned for a while, and yelled "Fuck!", and quickly lowered my head to check, only to find that I was wearing coarse clothes, and there were many blunt force wounds on my body. Looking at the bleeding degree of the wound, it was obviously a day. Earlier.

Not knowing why this happened, he raised his hand angrily and scratched his hair vigorously.

But there was no time to think about why I appeared here, thunder and lightning flashed beside the clouds, and it was obvious that there would be heavy rain soon.The blunt force wound on my body is easy to be infected if I get wet in the rain. If I don't find a place to hide from the rain, I will die here.

Standing up slowly while supporting the ground, you can now discover the original appearance of a piece of corpse.

All kinds of corpses are strange, not only human, but also some with the head of bull, wolf, leopard, but the body is human... Monster?Can't help but remind me of the appearance of "Hundred Ghosts of the Night".

Step by step with difficulty, at the same time, the raindrops also fell drop by drop, and quickly connected into a rush of fun.

I raised my head in despair and looked up at the dark sky where the rain was constantly falling. I narrowed my eyes and raised my hand to brush back the messy hair that blocked my eyes.Muttered in his mouth: "Is the sky going to kill me? Bastard..."

"It's raining..." A gentle man's voice sounded in the distance, I was stunned for a while and slowly turned around, only to see a long-haired man... eh?It should be a man, wearing a Japanese-style kimono, a yukata, and a plain umbrella, so I walked over.The plain umbrella blocked the rain above my head. The man looked down at me and could see the smile on his mouth: "It's really not the time."

I nodded silently in a daze, the man squatted down, looked at me, the smile on his face became stronger, he raised his hand to wipe my cheek, then stretched his hand out of the umbrella, I stood on his slender fingers With some ashes and blood stains, the color gradually faded under the washing of the rain.

"Huh?" I was taken aback, and quickly raised my hand to wipe my cheek.

"Little dirty cat." The man looked up, a pair of beautiful dark eyes were clear and deep, always with a gentle smile at the corner of his mouth, but his long beige hair gave me the feeling of being as graceful as a woman.

First impression - a fake girl.

Second impression - beauty.

As above.

"Are you also the child who accidentally walked onto the battlefield?" There was a trace of pity in the beauty's eyes, she touched the wound on my arm with her fingers, and sighed silently: "Come with me, there is a friend with me." A child like you."

I took two steps back and was exposed|exposed to the umbrella, the rain seeped into the wound, and it was numb and painful.

The beauty is not embarrassed, her expression is still very gentle: "Is it really good here? Don't worry." As she said, she stretched out her hand towards me, and her fingers hooked mine. There was a steady stream of warmth. I felt that the person in front of me Beautiful men don't seem to have any malice.

The beauty has a pair of piercing girlish eyes, showing tenderness with a frown and a smile.How can I refuse the grand invitation of the beautiful puppet, so I finally nodded.

Entering an unfamiliar environment for the first time, although I still don't understand why I am here now, I understand that this handsome man in front of me is something I can trust—the intuition of a soldier.

The man squatted down with his back facing me, and pointed to his back to let me go up.

I took two steps forward and hugged the man's neck with one hand, and took the umbrella in the man's hand with the other.He stood up and dragged my legs with both hands, walking forward steadily step by step.The warm feeling made me lie on his back very comfortably.

"My name is Yoshida Songyang, you can call me Teacher Songyang." The beauty said, tilting her head slightly, and asked me, "What's your name?"

"Qinghe Eight Colors." I replied.

"Oh, what a nice name."

It was the first time someone praised my name for being nice, and I was always complained by people in the military camp that "the name is very ugly"!So I happily replied: "Ahaha, my parents gave me a good name. Beauty, bah... Teacher Songyang, I want to ask you something."

"Well, you can ask."

I looked back and got farther and farther away from the battlefield, looked back at Teacher Songyang's side face, and asked: "Do you often come out to pick up children when you are idle?"

Huh?Why is the sound muted?

No, that's not the point!The point is...why doesn't the beauty stop talking?

***

I found out later that I was indeed dead, and then I traveled to the world of "Gintama".

As for knowing how I know this is the world of "Gintama"?Well, let's start with the memory that was instilled in my brain instantly the next day.It's amazing, as if I already knew it.

I'm curious about my time travel, why didn't someone who claimed to be a god explain it to me?Maybe you can also cheat some special skills, cheats, beauty privileges and so on.But maybe it's because those gods met too many traversers, so they don't want to receive me.

Of course, the above is something to say.

Mr. Songyang carried me to the Matsushita private school run by him.

Big yard, pure Japanese style.

Small white wildflowers bloomed on the small lawn and swayed in the wind. Several cherry blossom trees were planted in the yard of the Matsushita private school, and the petals fell all over the yard.This is definitely a good place for poetic and picturesque cultivation of adultery|feeling to overthrow the teacher (sorry, the second half of the sentence is a mess)!

Some children who seemed to be a few years older than my current body were happily running and playing in the yard.Seeing their Master Songyang come back, they rushed up to welcome them.

It seems that beauty is very attractive to children!

The beauty carried me into a room, fetched a basin of clean water and began to wash my wounds.

"It might hurt a little, Bacai be brave." The beauty coaxed me, and I seriously thought about whether I should nod with tears in my eyes to win some sympathy at my age?However, the lacrimal glands are not very developed, and tears cannot be squeezed out, so he said weakly, "Try to be gentle."

Although the beauty is very gentle, the water still hurts when it touches the wound.

Embarrassed to cry out, I tightly grasped the collapsed quilt with both hands, the pain made me sweat, and I could feel the sweet smell of blood even when I bit my lower lip.The beauty should have noticed it, and slowed down a little without saying a word.Finally, after cleaning and bandaging it with medicine, the beauty tied a beautiful bow on the wounds on her arms and thighs, and tied it several times on the wounds on her side, and then... a beautiful bow too.

OTL...

Although I am no longer an adjuster with super self-healing ability, the wound still heals quickly.This may be because I am still a growing child at this time.

Half a month later, the class officially started. During the class, the beauty said to the students: "She will be our new classmate from now on. She is a little younger than everyone, so everyone should take good care of her. Come on Bacai , make a self-introduction!"

"My name is Qinghe Bacai." I introduced it so simply, and I didn't know what to say. Joined the army at 14, went to war at 16, and spent very little time in school, so I wasn't good at making friends other than pretty boys.

The position I took was next to a silver-white curly-haired boy. At this moment, I knew that the boy was the white yaksha of the future war against barbarians—Sakata Gintoki.

I remember that Sakata Gintoki's mentor seems to have been killed, so their mentor should be... Yoshida Matsuyo, right?That is beauty?Beauty... Will she die too?