rain forest

In the middle of the night, the commercial street near the water in the first area of ​​Liuhun Street was completely silent.Two figures entered a certain shop silently, without disturbing anyone.

Aoki and Ichimaru Gin stood in the lobby of Aoki House wearing a cloak that had been improved to hide their figures. A candle light was shining on the dining table in the lobby, vaguely outlining the outline of the tables and chairs in the lobby.The snoring in the guest room on the second floor was clearly audible, and even the creaking of the bed did not escape their ears.

Aoki propped up the barrier, moved the tables and chairs in the middle of the hall, and then pulled out the Zanpakuto and thrust it obliquely into the ground under his feet.The Zanpakuto was sharp, and the rammed earth was like tofu without any resistance.

Aoki was very careful when inserting the knife, and did not insert it too deep. After three times, Aoki picked it hard and dug out a large piece of soil.Ichimaru Gin saw that something seemed to be buried under the deepest section.

Aoki withdrew the knife, knelt down and pushed the soil away with his hands, the red wine seal was exposed from it, the color that should have been bright became dull due to the long absence of the sun.Aoki moved the soil along the mud seal to both sides, the movement can be called careful, after a while, most of the wine jar was exposed from the soil.

The wine jar has a big belly and a small mouth, and the bottom is also drawn in. The woman holds it out with both hands.

The surface of the brown jar is covered with a layer of earth, but its beautiful and thick glaze can still be seen. Few people use such a fine jar to make wine.

"Oh, it looks amazing." Ichimaru Gin looked at Aoki carefully wiping the mud on the outside of the jar, and commented, "It's quite precious."

"This is the best and oldest pot of jade hook vine in Qingmuju, which is about the same age as me." Qingmu's hands moved gently, with a careless expression on his mouth—this had become a habit, as if he didn't care about anything—but she obviously no.

"It was originally intended to be my dowry." Aoki finished the work in hand, and the shiny wine jar was as beautiful as a handicraft, "But now that I have become Tsuchimikado, I guess I won't need it. Then drink it Bar."

Aoki glanced at Ichimaru: "Bury the hole."

Ichimaru Gin didn't say anything, just bowed his head and worked.

Restoring the lobby to its original state, Aoki washed his hands by the river, and the two crossed the bridge to the woods in the second district.

The translucent blue flame escaped from Aoki's body and flew to an unknown distance. The flame dragged a long tail, and the white mist from the burning air lingered for a long time, mixing with the night frost and depositing in the woods .

The moonlight shone down, and the hazy light shrouded the wet woods. The scenery was exactly the same as in Aoki's dream.

"What did you do?" Ichimaru asked.

"I created an illusion to prevent outsiders from entering." Aoki explained.After she finished speaking, she slapped the mud seal open.

In an instant, the aroma of wine overflowed.

Ichimaru Gin had never smelled such a wine aroma, it was mellow like substance, with a cold aroma, not spicy but strong.

Aoki took out two white porcelain wine cups from the purse that had not been used for a long time, covered with ice cracks and bluish glaze, shining brightly in the hazy moonlight, obviously not ordinary.

She was holding the mouth of the jar to pour the wine, with a chic and sophisticated posture, the light green wine was clear, and it was especially beautiful when paired with a glass with cracked ice.

Ichimaru took the wine cup from Aoki: "Xiao Aoki is well prepared."

"Anyway, it's my daughter Hong, isn't it a disadvantage if you are not grand?" She put the wine cup to her mouth as she spoke.

"Wait." Ichimaru Gin stopped her, the man's smile was unusually soft under the hazy moonlight, "Nuerhong doesn't drink like that."

The silver-purple-haired man handed the wine cup in his hand to Aoki, and raised the arm of the hand holding the wine cup outwards. He raised his wrist and lifted the wine cup up, which was an inviting gesture.

Aoki lowered her eyes to look at the wine cup by her mouth, then raised her head to look at Kanichimaru, but she smiled without wavering, she took the wine cup around Ichimaru's arm and dragged the wine in her hand to the man's mouth.

Cup.

The ice-cold wine is mellow and strong, and it flows down the throat with heat, and it is thick and comfortable in the stomach.

The woman with lowered eyebrows gently held the edge of the wine cup with her lips, somewhat nervous about such an action.The silver-purple-haired man was totally indifferent, looking up at Aoki's face who was close at hand, the smile that never fell from the corner of his mouth just slightly changed the curvature, and became open and unrestrained, gentle and tender.

It's a pity that Aoki, who lowered his head, couldn't see it.

They exchanged cups and drank the dowry her mother had prepared for her.

Already clear enough.

It's just that no one has pierced the layer of window paper in language.

■

The days that followed were unbelievably peaceful.

Even though the experiment is continuing, even the death of the god of death used in the experiment has been stained on the body of Aoki Qingtong who has not yet been brought to justice.

But what does it matter?She is now Tsuchimikado Azusa.

Takashi Watanabe stayed at the fifth seat, Byakuya Kuchiki was promoted to captain, and the responsibility of family head also fell on his shoulders, and the occasional meeting was just a mutual nod.Jingle Chunshui came to her for drinks every now and then, but Fuzhu always had a gentle appearance.The carefree Zhibo Haiyan married the gentle and powerful Sanxi, and the beautiful woman was called Zhibodu from then on.

Tu Yumenzhang and a group of acquaintances poured the groom's wine at Zhibo Haiyan's wedding banquet, until Zhibo Haiyan begged for mercy, but the smile on his face couldn't stop.

She has so many acquaintances, and she is acquainted with so many kind and beautiful people.She wanted to keep a distance from them, but couldn't.

As if immersed in the aroma of wine, the boundary between black and white was blurred. What she had been worrying about suddenly became unreal.

In snowy weather, walking on the road in Jinglingting, the man in front of her would suddenly come back and hold her hand, and the cool and dry palm would give her warmth.

How I wish, how much I wish it could last forever.

However, the peaceful days never lasted long.

Byakuya Kuchiki is getting married.It can be said that the head of the well-behaved nobles first married a woman from Ruhun Street who was weak and had no spiritual pressure.

Aristocratic family affairs are not allowed to be discussed by others, and Aoki has no intention of inquiring about them.

The war inside the high wall finally ended with Kuchiki Byakuya's victory, and the wedding invitations flew out of Kuchiki's house like snowflakes.Even if they disagreed, even if they strongly opposed it, for the sake of face, the old people of the Kuchiki family had to put on a smiling face and put on a festive look.

Aoki saw Kuchiki Byakuya at the meeting, the man's figure was tall and straight, straight to the point of stiffness, as if there was a huge weight on his shoulders, but he stubbornly refused to show a little fatigue.He is such a stubborn and strong man.

When the meeting ended, Kuchiki and Aoki passed by, and Aoki said a very short sentence to the man: "Thank you for your hard work, congratulations."

Kuchiki Byakuya paused, and his answer was also brief: "Thank you." He cast a gentle look at Aoki, and his eyes were instantly sharp when he turned to the man beside Aoki.

Ichimaru Gin just laughed, as always.

Kuchiki nodded to Aoki and strode away.Ichimaru hugged Aoki's shoulder affectionately, and said in a moderate voice: "Really, Captain Kuchiki is a family man, why do you still care about you?"

Aoki opened the man's hand, and the captains and deputy captains met, and there were too many people looking at them: "Your character is unreliable, and my future is in jeopardy."

At this time, Ichimaru Gin and Aizen are in the same situation.

The brown-haired woman saw a touch of bright orange disappear quickly, and her eyes wandered away without a trace.

There was always a thorn in his heart, Aoki couldn't let it go, he didn't dare to ask.