Journey to Seek Past Reincarnations

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The unexpected happened suddenly, and I stared at him, a moment of confusion in my mind. What is he going to do? By the way, the historical records of the third year of Tufangsui seem to be a bit romantic in their private life. It is impossible... impossible, impossible, he should have no interest in me like this.

Thinking about it, his cold hand had slipped on my neck, and a good voice rang low in my ears: "Although I don't know why you are close to the director, but..." His hand increased his strength "If you let me know that you are a spy sent by Changzhou, I promise you will die."

His light brown eyes gradually deepened, and the smell of death passed clearly from his hand to my body. The murderousness was fierce. This man really deserves the title of deputy devil. At this moment my mood calmed down, he could not kill me here, he just had doubts about me, and I closed my eyes. It's not yet time to use spells.

"If you think so, just use it again." I whispered.

Time passed little by little, he hesitated a moment and slowly let go. I quickly rubbed my neck and took a few deep breaths.

"I understand that you will have this kind of thinking in such a chaotic era. I am not surprised. It is really not easy to let you trust others, so I don’t want to explain it, and I don’t want to get your trust. , But I won’t alienate the Director General because of your suspicions, because I want to see—the Director’s smile.” I stood up and said without panic.

There was a surprise in his eyes, fleeting, just looking at me.

I walked to the door and stopped again, saying: "I will not tell the Director General about what happened just now, because I think Mr. Tufang also wants to protect the Director General."

I turned back to him, I couldn't see his expression clearly, only listened to his slightly dull voice and whispered: "Then you to the director..."

"What kind of feelings does Mr. Tufang have for the Director General, and what I have for the Director General." I turned back and gave him a bright smile.

Without looking at him again, he hurried out the door. This devil vice-president is still as far away as possible...

As soon as I walked into the courtyard, I saw the director-general sitting on the cloister. He had changed back to the white kimono, his long black hair was not tied up, and was scattered randomly, and the wind blew his hair from time to time, brushing his pale cheeks. The secluded corridor, the red leaves on the floor, and the beautiful young man in white look like a still and beautiful picture. I stood quietly at the same place, actually not willing to destroy that harmony.

He sensed the movement and looked at me sideways, and immediately smiled, the smile was transparent and warm, and did not stain a little dust.

"Xiaoyin, is it all right?"

I thought about it, walked over with a sad face, and sat down beside him.

"What's wrong?" He looked at me with a look of doubt in his tone.

"It's okay." I lowered my eyes and shook my head.

"Did Mr. Tufang say anything to you?" He was anxious.

"Well, Mr. Tufang said the director..." I stopped and gave him a squinted look. He was listening attentively with a big question mark on his face.

"He said, no, I said the chief director was the cutest!" I couldn't help but laughed.

Suddenly, the director-general responded that I was teasing him, and he couldn't help being angry or funny. He pretended to be angry and said, "Okay, you dare to tease me, Mr. Tiantian!

I smiled and said, "Well, is the Director General going to fight me? I'm so scared."

He couldn't help laughing, and said, "Okay, it's not too early. I will send you back."

I looked up at the sky, unconsciously, it was almost dusk, and actually stayed here for so long.

"No, let me go back. You still... rest." Suddenly remembering his illness, the **** scene just appeared before my eyes, and my heart hurt a little.

"I don't care, it's much better now." He stood up and smiled brightly at me. "Go." It's no use saying anything to me, so I nodded and followed him forward.

As soon as I reached the door, a few figures shook over there, and I immediately recognized Nagakura Shinhachi, Saito I, and Heima Sanshiro. There are also two players who can't name.

"Hello, Xiaoyin, have you gone back?" Sanlang greeted me.

I smiled and nodded, saying: "Yes, Mr. Heijian will come to Oeya, and Mr. Saito."

I glanced at the new eight, his face ambiguous smile. I quickly pulled the sleeves of the director-general and never walked away. I'm afraid this Mr. Yongkang will say something uncomfortable again.

"Mr. Heijian, are you planning to go out?" The Director General didn't seem to realize this, and asked casually. I saw that except for Saito, the other faces seemed a little weird.

"Yeah, we're going to go to Shimabara Kameya." The flatroom said.

"Ah." The director's expression suddenly became strange.

"Where is the Turtle House in Shimabara? Is the izakaya? Or is it selling turtles?" I asked with a puzzled expression. The shops here are all so and so, sometimes it is impossible to figure out what is being sold. As soon as I finished speaking, I saw everyone's weird look, seeming to endure a smile.

"Do you want to go? However, I don't think you should go as a woman." Xinba's face suddenly flashed a look of bad intentions.

"Mr. Yongcang..." The Director General coughed lightly.

"How about going, is it possible that you men can go, but women can't. I still want to see, Director General, let's go too!" I said by him, but it was even more curious.

"Hahaha!" New Bayi and others laughed out loud.

"Xiaoyin, it's time to go back." There was an embarrassment on the director's face, and he hurriedly greeted, and took my hand and walked quickly out of the door, but the laughter behind him grew louder.

His strength is really not small, not long after, he was pulled to a bridge.

"What's wrong, what exactly does Shimabara Kameya sell?" My curiosity is still unabated.

"That, that is, there is no selling there," he looked at me, seemingly squeezing out a few words, "there is only one kind of woman-geisha."

"Geisha?" As soon as I heard the word, my eyes brightened, and the ubiquitous ukiyo-e paintings appeared in my mind.

"Ah!" I exclaimed suddenly, "Isn't that Mr. Saito, he, he..." It is really difficult to associate cold Saito with this aspect.

"Mr. Saito, he doesn't seem to be interested in women. Every time he stays outside the door to prevent sneak attacks by those Changzhou people." The general secretary smiled slightly.

No, Saito is still so great... incredible...

"So, has the Director General been there?" I blinked.

His face flushed slightly, and said, "I've been there twice, and I went with Mr. Tufang, but I just watched songs and dances, that's all. Really."

An honest boy, I couldn't help laughing, and said, "I believe what the Director General said. Oh, I think there is a rule in the military regulations. Anyone who doesn't accompany the deputy chief to the turtle house in Shimabara, cut the belly!" After talking, I laughed.

The Director General also laughed out loud, and we looked at each other and laughed unscrupulously.

We smiled for a while before we stopped. There was still a smile in the eyes of the Director General. There seemed to be something flashing under his eyes. He stared at me, his eyes gradually turned down, and suddenly his face was slightly red again. I looked in his eyes, ah, it turns out that our hands are still together. He let go of my hand violently and said, "Sorry, sorry."

I smiled and shook my head, just about to say something, but saw the smile on the director's face suddenly disappear and whispered: "Don't talk."

As soon as the words fell, I saw five or six silhouettes and ghosts popped out in general, all murderous, and the sharp blade in his hand shone sensibly, and the comer was not good. I am afraid that it is the opponent of the new group-Changzhou School.

"Director Okita, you running dogs of the shogunate! I don't know how many reformers who killed us. Let's take it today!" said the fiercest one for the first one.

The Director General suddenly laughed, so softly. "So sorry, those of you who are out of luck today and who slashed my sword at Director General Okada cannot see the sunrise tomorrow."

The man yelled and rushed over with a knife.

"Don't be afraid, close your eyes." Director General said softly to me. With only one sound, the love knife Kaga Kiyomizu was out of the sheath, and he could not see his movements at all. I saw a curved knife light in the air, and the two Langshi fell in the pool of blood, and the knife came out. Sheath, they killed two people. I stretched my hand out of my arms, and it seemed I didn't need to do anything.

At this time, the director general was completely like changing a person, a strong murderous intention enveloped his whole body. There was a dark red luster in his ink eyes, and I felt a familiar taste, which was bloodthirsty.

He raised and lowered his hand, and the sharp blade cut the throats of the remaining two people mercilessly. Suddenly, the dark red blood was like a spring... In the dim light, the scattered blood beads splashed on his angelic white and flawless face, so red as dazzling! The white like snow... the bright red like blood... and his gloomy eyes exuding the faint cold light... At that moment, he changed from an angel to a devil.

Is this really the Director General? Is this really the gentle boy who always smiles? Son of ghosts, is this the real side of him?

You can laugh in the afternoon without eating the fireworks in the world, or you can kill in the dark alley in the moonlight without changing your face.

After he cut off the last person's throat, the white kimono had been stained dark red with blood. In the setting sun, the **** boy stood with a knife, and his disdainful eyes swept across the ground. The fresh life just now turned into a cold body. Looking at the scene in front of me, I haven't been able to react from the **** killing, my heart is chaotic and chaotic. For a while, I really can't immediately accept that the murderous and blinking teenager and the gentle smiling teenager are the same...

He turned his head and looked at me. To my surprise, gloomy, suffocating eyes flashed in his former pure eyes. "I see, I'm afraid I can't send you back today."

I nodded.

"Well, me, I'm leaving now." I glanced at him and turned to leave.

"Xiaoyin..." He seemed to stop talking.

I stopped.

"It's nothing, be careful on the road." His voice fell a little.

I nodded again and walked forward without looking back. I think I need a little time to digest what happened today.

Tonight, I think I am insomnia. The **** scene kept flashing in front of me, and the director's eyes radiating cold light. I understand in my heart that this can't be blamed on him. In this turbulent era, he doesn't do it, he is the one who died. But from a peaceful society, after all, I have never seen such a cruel scene with my own eyes-it is not counted in the TV movie, but today it happened to me in my life. When I think about it, I can still smell the order The **** smell of people sickening.

Alas, Ye Yin, Ye Yin, what are you doing here? You are just a passer-by here, and you leave after completing the task. How can you fall into such a pile of inexplicable emotions? Don’t forget about the business, don’t think so much...