Inquisitor's Melancholy

With Mori Ranmaru's swordsmanship, it is still possible to compete with Yasuda Zuobei at ordinary times, but now he is seriously injured, and he is exhausted just by resisting Yasuda Zuobei's attack. Red eyes.

Because of the excessive blood loss, Mori Ranmaru felt dizzy, and even Yasuda Sakubei was attacking him, but he didn't notice it, but when he felt the sword's momentum, his blocking movement seemed a little slow.

Originally blocked Yasuda Sakubei's blade from slashing towards his chest, but he turned around and slashed towards Mori Ranmaru's leg instead.Bright red blood splashed on the wall, and Mori Ranmaru, who had lost a leg, couldn't support his body, and fell to the ground involuntarily, screaming "Ah!", piercing his heart.

"Hahaha, Mori Ranmaru, go to hell!"

Yasuda Zuobei was going to swing his sword at Mori Ranmaru and cut off his head, suddenly a monster with thick black air blocked the blade, and swung his sword at Yasuda Zuobei in turn. Fortunately, Yasuda Zuobei Heibei hurriedly took a step back, only to scratch the front of his shirt.

"Who?...Ghost? Is it a ghost?"

The person holding the sword in front of him was not human at all, Yasuda Zuohei stepped back in fear, "Why did ghosts suddenly appear? Damn it! Even the ghosts are helping Oda Nobunaga?"

"No, those guys are more complicated than you think."

The sudden low voice startled Yasuda Sakubei, and he looked towards Reixu.The Honnoji Temple has been completely surrounded by them, and will never let Oda Nobunaga's assistance in. Why did this strange man appear?

"who are you?"

"People like you don't deserve to know my name."

Li Xian glanced at the dying boy lying on the ground, his tone was extremely indifferent.

"...This voice... is Li Xian? Li Xian?"

Mori Ranmaru endured the severe pain of a broken leg, and looked at Lixian with difficulty, his eyes were bright red, he just lowered his head like that, rubbed on his sleeve, wiped the blood on his face, and then leaned back with great effort. look up.After seeing that snow-white figure, for some reason, he had endured the severe pain from his leg being severed just now, but now he couldn't help the tears, and finally made his vision clearer. blurred.

"Hmph, are you here to save Mori Ranmaru? Just relying on a few of you?"

There are only three people on the left and right, how can they be so powerful?The trouble now is the group of ghosts, they are obviously here to save Sen Ranmaru.

Thinking of this, Yasuda Sakubei looked at the time retrograde army who wanted to attack him before, but what Yasuda Sakubei did not expect was that the person in front of him who seemed to come to help Mori Ranmaru had two of his subordinates Kill those ghosts.

... Was it actually someone sent by Akechi Mitsuhide?Then why didn't I meet him when we discussed the big plan before?

"Are you here to help me? Hahaha good! After this is done, I will give you a big reward!" In short, someone is dealing with those difficult ghosts, and Yasuda Sakubei walked to Mori Ranmaru's place without any scruples. In front of him, stepped on the back of his sword-holding hand, and then crushed hard on the soles of his feet.

"Ugh!... Ha... Ha..." Mori Ranmaru gritted his teeth, raised his red eyes and stared at Yasuda Sakubei, until the pain in the back of his hand became numb, Yasuda Sanosuke raised his eyes. Standing up, he looked down at Mori Ranmaru contemptuously, "Ranmaru, when you were so high above, did you ever think that such a day would come? Isn't your face more beautiful..."

Saying that, Yasuda Sakubei wanted to reach out and touch Mori Ranmaru's cheek, but saw a stick-shaped object flying towards him. Yasuda Sakubei couldn't dodge it in time, and the thing just hit the back of his hand, and it hurt suddenly Forbearance, red and swollen.Looking carefully, it turned out to be a piece of bamboo, not too thick, but it really hurts.

"what are you doing!"

"Ah, the freshly cut flute is really a waste." Li Xian only felt that it was uncomfortable to hold a fan in winter, so he could always take a flute, but he didn't expect that he would die before he could play it once. up.

"General, the time-traveling army has all been wiped out." Yaken Toshiro came to Lixian and said, and at the same time, Yamabuki Kunihiro calmly put the knife into its sheath, making the final finishing move.

"I don't know what's going on with Sosan, but he's really smart, and he expected that the time-traveling army would also have Mori Ranmaru's idea."

Yaken Toshiro said optimistically, but his brows were a little shy. From the beginning to the end, he didn't look at Mori Ranmaru over there.

"Yeah, Zongsan has a delicate mind, and he is already a great troop commander." After Lixian finished speaking, he walked up to Mori Ranmaru, "Sorry, this is my duty, Ranmaru, I will return that sentence. Here you go, no matter what, I hope you don't hate me, please."

"Hehehe...don't hate you? Didn't you also make an unreasonable request?...cough!" Mori Ranmaru spat out a mouthful of blood, "Even if it's a group of ghosts, the soldiers who can kill Sakunosuke are me The last hope...but...you took away my hope,...ahem... Li Xian, I will always hate you, even if I die, I will not become a Buddha, I will always hate you."

"Is that so? That's the way it is... Then you hate me, Mori Ranmaru, your fate is to die here. I can't change it. Farewell."

Now that the time-traveling army here has been wiped out, Retsu has no reason to stay. He stood up, turned his back to Mori Ranmaru, and shifted his gaze to Yasuda Sakuhei who was standing blankly by the side.

"My lord?"

Yamabuchi Kunihiro called out to Rei Xian, and Rei Xian slowly looked away, "Well, let's go."

It was a long time after Lixian left that Yasuda Sakubei came back to his senses, the gaze just now was so cold that it seemed to kill him.After all, he was also a military commander. After countless battles, including seeing the group of ghosts, he had never felt such a chill.

It's all the fault of that brat.

Yasuda Sakubei decided to pour this anger on Mori Ranmaru, but when he turned his head, he realized when Mori Ranmaru actually lit the curtain with fire. The weather in June and July was much drier. Then spread.

"This lunatic!"

Forced by the ferocity of the fire, Yasuda Zuohei could only temporarily lead his troops out to fight the fire. Only Mori Ranmaru and corpses were left in the flames.

"Nobunaga-sama, Ranmaru...has completed your order...wait a minute, Ranmaru will go find you..."

Mori Ranmaru looked at the flames in the room, and suddenly his eyes fell on the bamboo flute not far from him. Was that... the bamboo that Retsuru threw out and hit the back of Yasuda Sakubei's hand just now?

Mori Ranmaru glanced at his broken leg, then crawled forward with his elbows, and the blood from the wound flowed all over the floor until Mori Ranmaru held the bamboo flute tightly in his hand, he His eyes gradually lost their brilliance, and the surrounding flames rushed up to cover up all of Mori Ranmaru.

Behind the scenes small theater:

The filming scene of "The Melancholy of the Examiner", the photographer is preparing, the lighting engineer is preparing... the makeup artist arranges to touch up the makeup here, and the new fake plasma is also delivered, everything is ok.

Li Xian threw the bamboo flute in his hand...and missed.

Li Xian threw the bamboo flute out again...it didn't hit +1.

Li Xian threw the bamboo flute out again...it didn't hit +2.

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Yasuda Zuobei: "Brother, are you still going to hit me? My hands are so sore."

Sen Ranmaru: "I'm the most wronged, okay! He threw the bamboo flute in my face, and my face is swollen! My leg is broken, Lixian, are you jealous that I look better than you? Jealousy I got Fudo Xingguang before you?"

Lixian: "...one more time~ (smiling)"

Press-cut Hasebe (tail wagging): Aluki, are your hands sore?I rub it for you.

The author has something to say:

This plot is a bit depressing, and it is fun to write a theater.