[Gintama] Immortal

The mountains are continuous, like the backbone of the earth, disappearing into the distance connecting with the sky.

The shadow of a crow flying away from the branch is skipped outside the window, and the flexible branches are swaying, reflecting on the thin window paper like a minimalist ink painting.

The base camp of Amaterasu-in Naraku is built on the mountainside along the cliff. When you are indoors, you can hear the wind whistling through the plank road even if you close the sliding door.

The wind in summer is smooth, like a bulging sail, not as hard and sharp as the cold wind in winter.

However, no matter what the wind is, after listening to it for hundreds of years, you will get tired of it.

Yae lay on the table, listlessly resting on his arm.

It was as quiet as in the room, except for the occasional breeze and one or two crows in the forest.Amaterasu-in Naraku's imperial law is extremely strict, unless there is an important report, no one will approach this room for no reason.When the envoy sent from the Muromachi Shogunate made a report, the other party was also squatting in a dignified manner outside the door. Looking from the room, he could only see a shadow, which was still frozen.

Yae felt that if he went on like this, he would really get moldy.

Facing her gaze that seemed to possess substance that would ignite in the next second, the figure sitting in front of the desk was sinking like water, and his eyebrows didn't even move.

Holding the scriptures in his hands and not saying a word, the leader of the sixth generation of the Naraku Tenzouin has maintained this posture for a whole morning.

"...Aren't you hot?" Yae choked out a sentence.

The other party wore that black mask regardless of the cold winter, hot summer, day or night, and his beautiful face was covered with only the eyes.

It’s fine if you just wear a mask. I don’t know if you intend to look like the crows in the mountains. Since the first generation, the leader of Amaterasu-in Naraku has continued the bad habit of wearing a large piece of black, or the kind of tightly wrapped body. Solid black.

"My world is dark. When I open my eyes, it is night, and when I close my eyes, it is still night." Yae sighed deeply.

Gujing Wubo's scarlet eyes finally left the obscure words and sentences in the scriptures, and raised his eyelids, a deep voice came from behind the mask: "Oh? How do you say this?"

"...I am you when I open and close my eyes, but you are always dressed in black."

In the end, who in the end instilled this unhealthy aesthetic in the other party.

Ignore her.

Rather, he just went back to ignoring her.

After hundreds of years of getting along, no matter which personality it is, it has made rapid progress in this aspect.

When meeting the general of the Muromachi shogunate, even if she squatted in his ear and counted all the embarrassing gossips of the Ashikaga family, and secretly told him that the general had a new concubine last night, that he didn't wear fat clothes today, or that every time Even after seeing him, he had to run to the latrine nervously, and the face behind the mask would not change in the slightest.

Really stable horse.

Ridicule is ridicule, for Xu, the mask that symbolizes the supreme power of Amaterasu-in Naraku is a necessary means of concealment.

Compared with ordinary people, the time passing by Xu is as slow as a frozen river in midwinter.People who were in the same era as him have gone through a complete cycle of life from birth to death, and the descendants have continued for several generations, but he still stays at the place where he first met.

She has existed for a long time and has seen his changes from adolescence to adulthood.

But to short-lived mortals, virtual time stands still.

Every three to forty years, the leader of Amaterasu-in Naraku will change.If the time is delayed a little longer, the state of not seeing aging will make people suspicious.

So far, no one in the world doubts that the leaders of Tianshaoyuan Naraku in the past are the same person-Xu with different personalities.

The beginning of the establishment of the organization coincided with troubled times, and the first leader of Tianzhaoyuan Naraku liked to kill, and this was the only hobby.

This is not to say that the other personalities are all peace-loving moderates, but compared with the later Xu, the first Xu's methods are more brutal and bloody.That personality has not yet learned the skills of assassination, but only reproduces the atrocities of human beings, and exists purely to take revenge on human beings.

Because the methods were too cruel, the court began to fear this personality, and Amaterasu-in Naraku was accepted by the Muromachi shogunate and became an assassination organization under the general's command.

The real development of Amaterasu Temple Naraku was during the period when the second generation was in power.

The Xu of this generation is not as cold and violent as the previous generation. He has learned human characters, read human laws thoroughly, formulated and promulgated extremely strict laws and regulations, and established the true embryonic form of the organization of Amaterasu-in Naraku.

Rational to the point of being cruel, this personality did not speak more than sixteen words in Yae's impression.

Yae thought about it later, this personality may be idle because he spends all day studying how to make the imperial law more stringent.At that time, the prestige of the Muromachi shogunate reached its peak, and it was the most stable period of the regime.Tianshaoyuan Naraku has nothing to do, so she can't go to maintain peace in the streets and help neighbors live in harmony.

When the shogunate did not issue tasks, she accompanied him to look through the laws and regulations, told him where to find ancient books, and occasionally helped to recognize uncommon characters. Later, she could almost understand the "Eastern Mirror" that recorded the history of the Kamakura shogunate. Backwards.

She also suggested to have a change of taste, and occasionally read famous novels, such as "The Tale of Genji" and "The Tale of Ise", and learn from the romance of human beings, just as a change of mood, but unfortunately it didn't work.

Amaterasu-in Naraku is an assassination organization.When is it easiest for human beings to let their guard down and be easily assassinated?

When it's romantic.

When he was turned into a red wave.

After thinking through this layer, Yae forgave Xu for not knowing how to appreciate it.

The third generation is a reclusive ascetic.Amaterasu-in Temple has nothing to do with Naraku, who is poor and destitute, and the members are bitter and hatred, with no eyesight, like monks who are practicing penance—this inexplicable tradition started from this generation.

The fourth generation once couldn't think about it, so he lifted the bangs on his forehead.

Fifth Generation changed his style of dressing, but he was still dressed in black.Yae didn't tell him that the crows in the mountains stared for a long time.

Regarding how the personality in the virtual body decides to change, Yae also asked curiously:

"Do you guess punches? Or draw lots?"

And then got a uniform disregard for all personalities.

Six Daimu has no hobbies or hobbies. He only likes to read Buddhist scriptures, delve into Buddhism, and think about the suffering of samsara every day, and how all living beings can escape the sea of ​​suffering and reach the other side of bliss—Yae thinks that he is actually only interested in the first part.

The never-ending samsara suffers, isn't it just an existence like him?

There are Buddhist scriptures indoors and monks outside. Yae feels that his world has been occupied by black and white bald donkeys. It is simply a nightmare, and it is still a nightmare that will not wake up.

"...I don't think it's good for you to go on like this." Yae put his hand on the scripture scroll in front of Xu, persuading him earnestly, "You don't have any fun living like this every day. More importantly, you don't care about money, rights and beauty. You are indifferent to sex, and people who want to bribe you have no way to start, you have left a weakness that can be used as a breakthrough, right? "

To this, Xu just said a word indifferently: "Take your hand away."

"It's not like I said, the Muromachi shogunate is failing now, Owari's Oda has been holding the emperor for several years, and the Ashikaga family is at its weakest time." Yae shook his head, "I'm giving you a beauty. No, you won't catch a cold if you are given a high official salary, so what should I do?"

"You should know better than anyone what kind of fear people have when they can't control things."

Xu finally raised his head, his scarlet eyes narrowed slightly: "What do you want to say."

Badian pointed at the scripture in his hand: "People are weak because of their desires. To reassure the superiors, if there is no obvious weakness, just fabricate one."

"I don't deny the first sentence." Xu put down the scriptures, his cold voice was low and slow, "but..."

"So let's fabricate a weakness that is obsessed with beauty!" Before he finished speaking, Yae suddenly slapped the table excitedly, and made a generous statement, "If you want to wake up and control the world, you can wake up and control the world! A half-sentence of lying drunk on the lap of a beautiful woman will do."

"..." The temperature in the room dropped sharply, and Xu Xu's eyes were as cold as sharp ice, sharper than tempered steel blades, despite his expressionless expression.

After hundreds of years, if it wasn't for the fact that there was no entity, Yae felt that she should have been hacked to death many times.

The silence in the room could be heard, and at this moment, a humble and silent figure appeared outside the door: "My lord."

Xu lowered his eyes, regaining his indifference to everything outside. "you say."

The man bowed his head respectfully: "The general's order came from the shogunate, I hope you will go there yourself, sir."

……

The first year of Tensho was the fourth year of the war between Oda Yukunaga and Osaka Honganji Temple.

Four years ago, in the first year of Motoki, Oda had negotiated with Honganji Temple, asking the head of Ichiko Zonghonganji Temple to hand over the territory of Osaka.After being categorically rejected, Oda sent troops to launch a strong attack on Honganji Temple. Honganji Temple resolutely faced the battle. Relying on the firm belief of many disciples, it has been fighting against the Oda Army for many years, but it has persisted.

Known as the Demon King, Oda Yukunaga was not patient. The war with Osaka Honganji Temple dragged on for a long time, so he withdrew the original general in a rage, and sent an important minister named Harada Masao to command The next battle.

The kidnapped general Ashikaga has long held grudges against the Oda side. After hearing the news, he secretly sent a message to Amaterasuin Naraku, asking them to intercept Harada Masunao's team halfway.

——Come on, let’s hurt each other!

Amaterasu-in Naraku is very efficient in killing people.After receiving the order from Ashikaga, he turned around and intercepted Masao Harada's team.

Surrounded by the sound of fighting, blood and curses flew together.Oda's five-petal papaya pattern family crest was printed on the helmet. A warrior rode a war horse, wielding a long knife vigorously, killing a bloody path in the chaotic situation, and rushed towards the figure wearing a crow mask go.

"Die, traitor!!" The fallen head maintained an expression of wide-eyed anger, the icy light of the knife flickered as thin as a silver thread, and the horse carried the headless corpse and passed by Xu's side , There was a horrified whimper from Oda's formation. I don't know who started it. Many soldiers threw away their weapons and turned to run for their lives.

There was no need to make unnecessary gestures, Nai Luo, whose face was covered by the bamboo hat, was like an eagle dog smelling blood, and rushed towards the fleeing soldiers who had abandoned the formation, and blood splattered all over in a short while.

Taking advantage of the chaos and no one paying attention, Yae attached himself to a corpse that was still intact, stood up unsteadily, and before he had time to straighten the hat with the Oda family crest printed on it, he raised his eyes and met a terrified face Pale faces met.

...Ahaha, it's not good, someone saw it.

"Aaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaatat.com The soldier screamed like a twenty-eight-year-old girl.

"Ahhh!!" Yae also yelled, but he was frightened by the other party's cry, which was purely a conditioned reflex.

There was a blunt sound of the blade splitting flesh and blood, and the groundhog-like scream in the other party's throat suddenly stopped, and the whole person fell limply.

"...What are you doing?" She glanced at her, her black sleeves and mask were covered with blood.

Yae let go of her hand embarrassingly. "... Add drama to yourself."

She coughed lightly: "Speaking of which, you recognized me at a glance."

There seemed to be a sneer on Xu's face, and Yae subtly translated it into the expression of "If you shout so loudly on the battlefield, you are afraid that the enemy will not pay attention. Who else but you".

"Hey wait, don't go yet." Seeing that Xu turned around and was about to continue harvesting heads, Yae quickly grabbed his sleeve and stretched out his left arm heroically, "Come on, weren't you angry before? I have a heart Wide, if this arm is cut off by you, it should be calmed down."

Xu: "...This is not your arm."

"Why, do you really want to chop off my hand?" Yae opened his eyes wide, forgetting the fact that he was possessed by a rough guy for a moment, "I tell you, you can't be so greedy as a human being."

With a scream, the enemy who took advantage of the situation to attack was pierced through the lung by Xu's knife, and the corpse was still throbbing in pain when it was nailed straight into the tree trunk.

Yazhong nodded solemnly: "Okay, I won't bother you anymore. You can be busy."

The surrounding enemy soldiers all started to retreat for some unknown reason, turning their wrists and swiping their knives. The last enemy soldier fell in front of his feet, panting in pain in a pool of blood, obviously he had no more breath left.

The scarlet pupils narrowed slightly, there were no enemies around him, and there were corpses on the road in front of him.Oda's army retreated to the other side of the road, neither fleeing nor advancing.

He looked at the figure sitting on horseback at the front of the army.The figure wearing the antler helmet has a steady momentum, neither ostentatious nor sharp, with a kind of vast and quiet power like the sea.

... Masao Harada.

The target of the assassination was right in front of him, Xu flicked the remaining blood on the blade, and was about to switch the center of gravity, when the army standing beside Harada Masao suddenly moved.Like a river diverging, the soldiers retreated to the side in an orderly manner, revealing a line of troops hidden behind by the army.

Those soldiers wore helmets with the Oda family crest, but they didn't hold knives in their hands. Instead, they held weird metal long pipes.

This was Xu's first time seeing this kind of weapon, he stood in the same place, the distance between the two was about one town.

——was within the firing range of the matchlock gun.

The artillerymen who had already reloaded their guns aimed at the enemy standing among the corpses.

"Fire——!" The officer on horseback waved his hand and shouted angrily that didn't match his gentle face.

The matchlocks fired in unison, roaring like thunder, and even the sky and the earth seemed to tremble for a moment.

Under the watchful eyes of the Oda Army, the young soldiers who fell at the enemy's feet suddenly got up, and rushed forward in a flash, blocking the incoming lead bullets with their flesh and blood.

When the unprecedented pain burned in his body, Yae suddenly realized that this body was not completely dead.

The young man's soul twisted and trembled in pain, screaming as he was dying.She grasped the cloth on her empty shoulders tightly, until the joints of her knuckles turned white. For the first time, she discovered that people can be out of breath in pain.

Before the consciousness that was muddy by the tearing pain disappeared, Yae thought, two big men hugged each other, at least she managed to catch the enemy's eyes.

as well as……

She can make the face behind the mask look surprised, and she deserves to die this wave.

The author has something to say:

Oda Yukinaga=Oda Nobunaga

Harada Masao = Harada Naomasa

The plot of this chapter took place in the first year of Tianzheng in the Warring States Period, that is, 1573

I can't control the number of words, and I'm also desperate_(:з」∠)_

Yinfang seems to have not translated it yet, but in a new letter from a reader, Soratochi answered the question of whether Xu is immortal: Xu is not really immortal, and Alta is like a special kind of gasoline that will make the He just became special.He will also age, but at a very slow rate, and ordinary people can't see his changes, so they think he is immortal.

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