rain forest

In the foggy night, the shrine exudes a soft light, with a hint of blue in the white.

Aoki Qingtong raised her foot to step up the last step and crossed the torii gate.

"Your things, take them away."

The moment the red torii gate disappeared behind him, the screen switched, and Aoki Qingtong was standing in a secret room, surrounded by darkness, the walls could not be seen, but the cramped feeling of oppression was very strong.In the center of the room is a square stone pillar. A porcelain basin is placed on the flat cut surface of the upper end of the stone pillar. On the rough plain ceramics, complex patterns are outlined with black paint.

In the thick porcelain basin, there is a bunch of burning blue flames.

The man who said the words just now in a cool tone appeared from the darkness, with white clothes and white hair, and blue eyes that seemed to be shining.

After the man's voice fell, the flame seemed to understand and flew towards Aoki. The girl subconsciously stretched out her hand to hold it. Subconsciously, she thought it was a very precious thing.The flame hung in her palm for a while, and gradually died out.At the same time, Aoki felt a warm current flow from the palm to the whole body, very comfortable.

"Keep it safe."

The tone of the cold-looking man was also cold when he spoke.

Aoki didn't answer him, but asked instead: "Who are you?"

The man paused for a moment, raised his pair of unwavering eyes to look over, Aoki met his cold gaze, and was startled suddenly.

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"Are you awake?" As soon as Aoki opened his eyes, he saw Ichimaru Gin's magnified face, "I tell you some unfortunate news, your Zanpakuto is broken, and it's very unfortunate that you encountered such a problem after finally solving it. It's over." I don't know if it's an illusion, but there seems to be some genuine regret hidden in the boy's gloating tone.

Aoki sat up supporting her swollen head, and she fell asleep directly on the stone slab. Although the slate was flat, she still had a sore back and back pain: "It doesn't matter much, the broken knife can still be used." Aoki glanced at Ichimaru The broken blade beside her paused for a moment, "The one just now was not Shijie."

Ichimaru Gin showed a surprised look: "Why do you say that?"

"Didn't you say that you will hear the voice of the soul of the sword when you first unravel the Zanpakuto? I don't have this link at all here."

Ichimaru Gin tilted his head: "But how to explain the phenomenon just now? Zanpakuto without Hajime cannot have that kind of power. Could it be that Xiao Aoki attached some kind of ghost to it?"

Aoki shook his head slowly, still looking a little confused.

Ichimaru Gin looked at Aoki's rare stupefied look, and felt very happy, and something in his heart loosened slightly: "I said, Xiao Aoki, didn't you boast that you can drink it? Kuchiki's cherry blossom wine juice is like fruit juice. Put you down?"

"Who said I was drunk—" Aoki was stunned for a moment, his eyes cleared up a lot, "Did I do anything strange?"

Ichimaru Gin raised his eyebrows, realizing that the girl's consciousness might be blank for a while: "Oh, how much do you remember, Xiao Aoki?"

"I remember I was chopping, and suddenly there was a blue flame on the knife, and then—"

Then she started dreaming, the red torii, the white man, the blue flames sinking into her body—"And then I don't know anything."

"Then, Xiao Aoki wiped out Da Xuqun with one move of the flame on the knife." Ichimaru Gin smiled meaningfully, "It's so brave, I'm overwhelmed by it."

Aoki pouted: "What a pity, you are standing up now."

"Oh, I can't keep falling down, because Xiao Aoki fell down." Ichimaru crossed his fingers and put his face on the back of his hand with a smile, "And then, sleeping Xiao Aoki seemed to be dreaming, and suddenly grabbed my hand. hand, and then—”

He paused meaningfully.

Aoki felt that Ichimaru Gin might take this opportunity to play with himself, but he was indeed dreaming, so he couldn't deny him confidently.

"And then you kissed me."

The girl froze with a dull face: "How is it possible."

"Nothing is impossible." Ichimaru Gin spread his hands, "I know Xiao Aoki won't believe such words, but facts are facts, believe it or not, our lips did meet once."

Because of Ichimaru Gin's words, Aoki thought of the picture of the boy and himself "lips touching" when he pretended to be dead in the worm's nest.Suddenly there is a sense of vicissitudes of life.

"Is there any relationship between the broken barrier of Worm Nest and Aizen?"

Ichimaru Gin looked at Aoki, raised the corner of his mouth, and answered: "Yes."

"Master Aizen's strength has overwhelmed me." Aoki protracted the tone as if sighing.

"Don't say what you mean," Ichimaru said in a preaching tone, "Are you trying to force Dongsen to draw his sword? Use this tone."

The young man held the handle of the knife, with the blade of the broken knife pointing down, and handed the shallow sword to Aoki: "Don't rush to deny it, maybe it's the beginning of the solution, I believe that little Aoki is special, Zanpakuto is not so easy to break thing."

Aoki took the knife, stunned for a moment and uttered a sentence: "Are you praising me or hurting me?"

"Of course it's a compliment. Generally speaking, if the Zanpakuto is broken, the god of death will also be affected, but Xiao Aoki, you are completely fine." Ichimaru Gin stood aside with his hands folded, "Maybe the breaking of the blade is a part of your Zanpakuto awakening. stage. Come on, the job isn't done yet."

"Do I want to cut off all the Daixu in the Daixu Forest?" Aoki closed his eyes, the Daixu group was already within the range of perception, and he could meet it with a few Shunpo, "How long have I been asleep?" ?”

"Not long." Ichimaru Gin replied vaguely.

Aoki fixedly glanced at him, the young man had a familiar joking smile on his face, but Aoki always felt that Ichimaru Gin's state was a bit strange.It's not used to people who are not serious suddenly becoming serious.

But she didn't know how to ask.Aoki turned his head and ran towards Da Xuqun in an instant.

Ichimaru Gin followed at a distance.

Facing Daxu again, Aoki no longer felt panicked.She closed her eyes again, and in the darkness before launching the ghost path, there was a bright blue flame.

Using the method of activating ghosts, Aoki successfully covered the broken knife with flames, and the vigorous jumping flames complemented the broken blade. Aoki raised the knife and swung it down——

■

"Master Qingwu, do you want to go out?" In the shrine, the child who was sweeping the floor bowed respectfully and saluted the man in white clothes and white hair.

"Take a good look at the house." The man nodded coldly, opened the red bamboo umbrella in his hand, and walked out of the shrine on the clean stone road. Outside the red torii gate, there was a blue forest filled with mist.

Aoki Qingwu walked out of the forest with an umbrella, passed through the downtown area, and finally arrived in front of an inconspicuous small shop. He put away his umbrella under the eaves, and knocked on the door three times in a polite manner: "Come down and ask for a cup of tea, Urahara gentlemen."

Immediately there was a voice in the store: "Oh, rare customer, rare customer."

The store door was opened from the inside, and a man with a white and green striped hat poked his head out: "Come in, please."

Aoki Qingwu bowed and saluted, stood the rain on the door, took off the wooden clogs at the entrance, put the toes of the shoes outwards, and then stepped on the wooden floor, following the rules so that people were restrained.

Kisuke Urahara has long been used to it, so he sat down carelessly on the futon in the inner room, dragged the futon for the guests to the opposite side with his feet, and put a tea set in the middle: "You are lucky, Aoki-kun's tea art is not comparable to ordinary people."

Aoki Qingwu was also familiar with Urahara Kisuke's personality, and after sitting down, he started to make tea.

While waiting for the water to boil, Kisuke Urahara asked, "I can think that your coming this time represents what happened to Qingtong?" Flirty at first.

Aoki Qingwu poured boiling water on the teapot steadily, his tone was indifferent as if it had nothing to do with him: "She has grown up."

Kisuke Urahara raised his head, widened his eyes, and made an exaggerated expression of understanding: "Oh, that's it, did you say 'Happy Birthday' for me?"

Aoki Qingwu didn't answer, and silently pushed a cup of tea in front of Urahara, the man picked up the teacup and turned it around in his hand, then took a sip and sighed in satisfaction: "Well, it doesn't matter if I didn't bring it, I will make it up by myself. Let's bless you."