[Comprehensive] The Road to Healing in the Second Late Stage

Qinghe struggled to sit up, the two youths in front of her looked very familiar, as if she had seen them before.

It didn't take long for her to figure it out.

Qinghe stood up quickly, but at this moment, Candlestick pressed down on her shoulder with lightning speed, and at the same time prevented Qinghe from standing up, and the newly met Fu Sangshen locked her arm.

Qinghe was in a panic, blinking and blinking, staring blankly at the candlestick.

Candlestick sighed lightly: "My lord, I'm sorry."

While speaking, another hand knife fell, and Qinghe's eyes went dark.

Candlestick stood up holding Qinghe, "It's not too late, let's go back to the shrine."

Zhu Keqie parked the car outside the alley, the three of them got into the car, and just started the accelerator when two figures suddenly appeared on the roof beside the alley.One of them was talking on his mobile phone, and waited until the car drove far away before hanging up.

Another said, "Up."

……

Candlestick cut the steering wheel and drove out of the downtown area of ​​Tokyo. After a short walk, he would enter the main road back to the shrine, but at this moment, a bullet flew out of the window out of thin air.

The bullet "snapped" directly through the car window, and flew out from the other side of the car window again.

Akashi held Qinghe in his arms, and was drowsy at first, when he heard the sound "shua", he sat up: "What's the matter?"

Candlestick Che stopped the car and looked at the front with a heavy face. There was a small forest in front of him. The trees hadn't fully sprouted, but in the dark night, he couldn't see the bottom at a glance, which made people tremble.

Candlestick held the handlebar and waited cautiously for a while, but the other party did not shoot again. He didn't know whether it was a deterrent or waiting for the next attack.

Candlestick cut turned his head and looked at Akashi, no matter what the other party planned, retreating is the best choice.I don't know where the other party came from, but in a crowded place, there is a high probability that they won't do it.

Thinking of this, Candlestick quickly turned a corner and returned to downtown Tokyo.

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There was a sound in Qinghe's ear all the time.

There are people's voices around me three feet away, noisy and laughing.

"Mr. Candlestick Che, may I have a look at the lord?"

"Has the lord come back!!! So happy, so happy!"

"Luan, the Lord is resting, don't disturb her by opening the door."

"But Brother Yiqi, I want to see the lord."

……

And so on, countless victories.

These voices were not very real at first, but later they were as close to the ears as they were noisy, causing headaches and lingering, and finally reflected in my mind like a nightmare.

very noisy……

With such thoughts in mind, Qinghe slowly opened her eyes.

There was darkness in her field of vision, and her consciousness was still very confused. She stared at a point in front of her for three or four minutes before she slowly responded.

……This is where.

Thinking of this, Qinghe moved slightly, and unexpectedly found that she was covered with a quilt.

She sat up and looked around, the quilt slid down from her upper body, revealing a section of close-fitting pajamas.

It was too dark to see things clearly, and it took a long time to vaguely distinguish that it was in a Japanese room.Qinghe stood up, groped around the corner for a while, and finally reached the door.

Qinghe breathed a sigh of relief, fumbled carefully for a while, and somehow unlocked the door.As the sliding door was opened, the moonlight outside poured into the room bit by bit.

The outdoor corridors are clearly displayed under the illumination of the moonlight.

Qinghe arched her back, stood on tiptoe, walked outside against the wall.

The room I lived in before was facing a cherry blossom tree, but now the flowers are withering, and there are only green leaves swaying in the wind under the moonlight, and the green leaves rustle with the breeze.

The corridor didn't know where it led, and Qinghe didn't know if he should continue to go down after walking halfway.

She remembered what happened before she was knocked out, Candlestick Che and the newly met Fu Sangshen restrained her, preventing her from having a chance to resist, and she didn't know anything immediately after swiping a hand knife.

I didn't expect to wake up in such a place, strange and mysterious.

There is definitely panic, but it is not enough to panic.Instead of being passive, it is better to wait and see what happens.

Qinghe looked at the corridor for a while, then slowly retreated to the previous room.

But when he turned around, he accidentally bumped into something and made a "click".

Qinghe was taken aback, and hurriedly squatted down to check. Just as she squatted down, a gust of cool wind suddenly blew from behind.

Her pajamas were lifted, and then on the floor in front of her eyes, a black shadow slowly approached.

The distance is shrinking little by little.

That black shadow had a specific figure, baring its teeth and claws, like a devil coming out of hell.

At this moment, the sound of the sword being unsheathed was suddenly heard, and the cold blade fell quickly towards Qinghe's body.

Qinghe covered her eyes and shrunk into a meat ball, she couldn't help but let out a cry.

But the imaginary pain did not reach my mind, and a youthful voice came from my ear: "Oh, did you successfully scare the lord?"

Qinghe didn't react for a while.

The corridor suddenly brightened, the overhead lights were turned on, and warm yellow lights poured down.

The footsteps of "da" and "da" came from Qinghe's side, and many people soon surrounded her.

"Your Majesty Tsurumaru, my lord is very scared." From nowhere, a hand stretched out to support Haruwa's arm to help her stand up.

Qinghe stood up in a daze and looked around, only to see little boys around 12 years old around her, and they all looked at her with surprise and sparkling eyes.

On the right stood a young man in a white kimono, holding a knife in his backhand. When Haruzu looked over, he put the knife back into its sheath with a smile.

Hearing the reprimand, Tsurumaru continued to smile, watching Haruwa's golden eyes quickly gather light, but he spoke lazily, "I'm so sorry for frightening my lord."

The boy supporting Haruwa was about fifteen or sixteen years old, and he seemed to be accustomed to Tsurumaru's words and deeds, even though the apology was not sincere, but he didn't care about it any more.

After the boy pulled her to stand up, several children around Qinghe happily surrounded her, some grabbed her sleeves, some grabbed her hand, in short, they were surrounded tightly.

He was startled when Tsurumaru's sword fell before, and he still hasn't recovered from it, and being surrounded by children affectionately, Qinghe felt that he was getting worse.

She first gently pulled out her hands, and then pulled out the sleeves, but when she pulled out the sleeves, the effeminate young man who was grabbing the sleeves immediately changed his expression, and complained to her with tears in his eyes: "Does the lord not like me?" ?”

Haruhi: "..."

The boy's voice was full of grievances, as if Qinghe had done something outrageous.

But the conscience of heaven and earth, she really didn't do anything.

The young man supporting Qinghe saw her embarrassment, and said in a low voice, "Luan, don't make it difficult for the general."

Luan let go of his hand anxiously, and looked at the boy cautiously: "Brother Yaoyan, I was wrong."

Yao Yan stroked his messy hair, then looked at the other teenagers: "Go back to sleep, we'll talk about it tomorrow if we have anything to do."

"Then His Highness Tsurumaru...?" Yaoken asked Tsurumaru, and suddenly remembered something: "I almost forgot to ask, why is Your Highness Tsurumaru near the general's room?"

Tsurumaru didn't answer the question directly, but looked at Haruhe, showing a gentle smile, "My lord, I'm very sorry for scaring you, so as an apology, I'll serve the master in bed tonight."

Although Qinghe's grades are among the best, she is actually a recognized illiterate with low emotional intelligence, so please don't think that she is very educated and can understand what "sleeping time" is.

She was stupid because after she was stunned for a moment, the teenagers around her rushed to catch Qinghe again, her voice was full of excitement and eagerness: "My lord!!! Choose me, choose me!!! I want to sleep with my lord! !!"

Haruhi: "..."

Originally, Qinghe was full of doubts about the reality, but the teenagers kept saying "princess" one after another, which made her extremely embarrassed.

The confusion and doubts in my heart are getting heavier and heavier.

Just when he was forced to retreat, a familiar figure appeared beside the corridor.

Qinghe looked at the visitor in shock: "Mr. Yi...Mr. Yiqi?"

Compared to Qinghe's shock, Yizheng was quite calm in the first period: "Is the lord awake? Ah--brothers, I'm really sorry for causing you trouble, and I hope the lord will forgive me."

In the first episode, he patted the boy closest to him, and persuaded him gently: "Maeda, it's time to sleep."

Maeda nodded obediently, and the others let go of their hands and stood behind Yiqi Yizheng, and then said good night to Qinghe with a smile: "My lord, have a good dream tonight."

After speaking, he ran away to the other end of the corridor.

Qinghe, who was completely dumbfounded: "..."

Yiqi Yizhen stretched out his hand to pull Qinghe, but Qinghe turned sideways to hide, he pretended not to know, and said with a smile: "Master, it's getting late, go back and rest."

Qinghe clenched her palms hidden under her sleeves slightly, and nodded after watching Yiqi Yizheng for a long time.

She is now in a weak position, it is better to be cautious and obedient.

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It was already six o'clock in the morning on Saturday when Dazai walked out of the torture room in Gang Hei.

In the morning mist, the sun poured down from the clouds, and the cool breeze blew by, and the windbreaker moved with the wind.

Dazai wiped off the blood around his mouth, and carefully checked whether there were any wounds on his body. He checked several times, and after confirming that it was correct, he lifted his foot and left.

Xiao Qinghe didn't like fighting, and of course he didn't like the smell of blood. He didn't want her to feel embarrassed when she washed his clothes.

Back at Buteisha, Dazai pretended to be relaxed and posed handsomely and jumped into the office, only to find that everyone looked serious.

Dazai laughed and said, "Everyone's expression of welcoming me back is too ugly."

Qingguang frowned and looked at him. The young man who always tidied himself up neatly and beautifully now looked decadent, with dark circles under his eyes, "Mr. Dazai, my lord, she...she..."

Dazai restrained his playful expression, "What's wrong with Xiao Qinghe?"

Atsushi Nakajima stood up with guilt on his face, "Mr. Dazai, it's all my fault. If it wasn't for me, Haruhe wouldn't have been taken away."

In order to arrest Atsushi Nakajima, Hong Kong gangsters also kidnapped Dazai.He retreated completely, thinking that the Butei Club should be fine, and never thought about such a thing.

Dazai firmly grasped the doorknob beside him, gritted his teeth and asked, "Who?"

"I don't know. Qinghe summoned a young man. That young man knocked Qinghe and I unconscious. When I woke up, Qinghe was gone."

Atsushi Nakajima spoke anxiously, and when he finished speaking, Dazai's subordinates heard a "click" sound, and the doorknob and the door panel were all removed.

Atsushi Nakajima was too scared to speak.

Dazai laughed so hard that no emotion could be seen, turned around seemingly calmly, and walked downstairs.

Kunikida hurriedly asked: "Dazai, where are you going at this time!"

"kill."

Dazai replied calmly, but his voice was as cold as ice, making others shiver.

Anyone who touches its reverse scale will die.

-17.04.20

The author has something to say: the knife man is not a complete knife account.