Vol 2 Chapter 2: Okita

Biquge EbookFREE.me, the fastest update to find the latest chapter of the previous life journey!
"What do you want to order?" She smiled slightly.
"Oh, give me a bowl of ramen." I answered, sitting on the floor beside the short table. This woman's physique is not the kind that is easy to attract ghosts. Could it be that this room is strange? I looked around and glanced over the beam of the house, and suddenly reacted suddenly, it turned out to be the same thing.
"A Ju, come on." Someone in the inner room called her name. A Ju? Then the woman in front of me is an important person in my mission. Thinking of this, I raised my lips and thought of a good way to stay with her.
When the woman brought the ramen over, I whispered: "This lady, if I read correctly, you have something unclean here."
Her hand shook violently, staring straight at me, and suddenly grabbed my hand and pulled me into the inner room. There is also a man in the inner room, which looks a little more than 20 years old, but his face is extremely poor and haggard, and there is also a layer of dark gray on his face.
"Girl, you can tell that it must not be an ordinary person, please save my husband!" She knelt down with a thump.
"What is the situation?" I asked in a low voice.
"This is the case. My husband has been having nightmares every night since two months ago. There was always an ugly man in his dream who chopped him with an axe. It has always been like this. This is not counted, every time my husband wakes up The whole body was aching, as if it had really been cut. I wouldn't know what to do in this way," she said sadly.
I looked at her and said, "You only moved here two months ago."
She nodded.
"The problem is in this room. The wooden beams in this room are made of locust and willow. Do you know how to write the Chinese characters of huai?" I said, and dipped some tea in my finger to write on the ground. Huai word.
"There is a word "ghost" in the Huai word. Willow wood is easy to become strange. These two types of wood are the easiest to attract ghosts. You still use both of them. Naturally, you will attract ghosts in the trees." I shook my head.
"Ghost in the tree?" A trace of doubt flashed across her face.
"Yes, this ghost mostly lives in or under the trees, and the most favorite ones are hermits and willows."
"So, is there a solution?" she said urgently.
"The magic power of the ghost living in the tree is very weak, as long as you drive it away, don't worry." I took out the spirit ghost evil disaster retreat symbol in my arms, and silently read a few mantras to cast ghosts, throwing it hard, that spell It was firmly attached to the beam.
"Relax, your husband will be able to sleep well tonight." I smiled.
"Thank you so much. Thank you so much. I don't know how to thank you." A Ju said excitedly.
"It's just a show of effort, but if I really want to thank—" I paused and said, "I'm new here, I need a place to stay, can you let me do things here?"
For a moment, she hesitated and said: "But you..."
"It doesn't matter, I can do anything."
"In this case, I will ask you to stay." She also smiled.
"Well, thank you, my name is Xiaoyin, please take care of me."
"My name is Aju."
The first step of completing the task seemed to go smoothly. Maybe, I will be able to go back soon.
After staying here for three or four days, I soon became familiar with everything. A Ju took me to the front room here. The farmers in Machiya will bring fresh vegetables and flowers to the front house in the early morning to sell them, which is equivalent to the current vegetable market. People can enjoy fresh lettuce, fruits and flowers here.
After going twice, I volunteered to go alone, but she always seemed to be embarrassed to send me, in her opinion, maybe I can be considered a half-cent, at least her husband never did that kind Nightmare.
Although it was late autumn, the sun was still bright, and the narrow streets were covered with scattered red leaves. Occasionally, a few gentle birdsongs came from the branches and the roof. As the paper door of the lattice window house was removed, it rose early. People appeared on the streets one after another, and the children started chasing and chasing, and the city became lively. It seems to be a peaceful scene, and only the tai dao on the rogue passing by reminds me that this is a dangerous time. In the attitude of not provoking right and wrong, if I see the fighting between the rogues, I will be far away.
Holding a basket of radishes that I just bought, I walked on the street in a hurry, and by the way, enjoy the morning in Kyoto.
Walking to a shrine, I suddenly heard a cry from inside. I probed in curiously, and saw a few children around a girl, as if coaxing her. The girl was cute, but she kept crying. I unknowingly went in and put down the basket.
"What's wrong?" I asked.
"Oh, Taro accidentally broke Ayun's new headdress, and Ayun kept crying all the time." A six- or seven-year-old girl answered me.
What? It turned out to be such a trivial matter. I couldn’t help but feel a little bored. I was about to stand up and suddenly heard a clear and soft voice behind me: "Why did Ayun cry?"
When the children turned their heads, they all smiled and shouted, "Brother, brother." I turned around in surprise, a teenager dressed in a white kimono smiled in the pale golden sunlight, long black hair tied casually A few strands scattered randomly on his shoulders. It exudes a kind of cold, fragile, unpolluted purity. His dark eyes are reminiscent of the starry night, his pale pink lips are reminiscent of the first blooming cherry blossoms in spring, he smiles gently, as if the sun shines deep into my heart, that kind of warm It feels like it's been spreading, spreading...
"Beautiful boy", I couldn't think of more adjectives at that time, and the only words in my mind were these three words.
He walked straight to the girl named Ayun, and leaned down and said softly: "What's wrong? Don't cry." Ayun saw him and just grinned, but he might think of his headdress again, and continued Crying. The children around him said the reason, he smiled slightly, stood up, looked around, walked to a bright red maple, stretched his hands to fold down a small branch of maple leaves, walked back to Ayun, bent over On her hair, he said: "Look, this is not beautiful either." His words were gentle and his smile seemed to overflow from his eyes.
I quickly took out the little mirror I brought with me and opened it to let her see. After all, the child was a child. After looking at the mirror, he stopped crying immediately. "Sister's mirror is so clear." She said softly, her eyes kept staring at my mirror. Looking at the look she wanted so much, I hesitated. If I didn't give it, it seemed too stingy. I didn't want to leave such an impression on others, especially in front of such a beautiful boy. So she handed the mirror to her and said, "Then my sister will give it to you, so don't cry." Forget it, forget it, I can buy it anyway.
Ayun was overjoyed and said thank you quickly. He continued to play with his friends happily.
I glanced sideways, and the teenager was looking at me with a smile.
"That mirror is very beautiful," he said suddenly.
"Well," I nodded and said, "So I regret it a little bit now."
"Hehe." He laughed.
"My name is Xiaoyin, what about you?" I smiled myself.
"--My surname is Okita. That's called the Director General." When he said "named Director General", he smiled again, and the smile was as bright as the suddenly blooming sunlight.
But I couldn't laugh, Mr. Okida, is that Mr. Okita? I know that the two top swordsmen of this era, one is called Saito I, and the other is called General Director Okita.
I stared at him in shock, unable to connect the crystal-clear gentle gentleman with the knife and the countless people, called the son of Okita, who had been holding a knife since the age of nine.
After a while, I recovered. "Oh, it's not too late. I'm going back." I quickly picked up the basket on the ground and smiled embarrassedly at him, and Fei escaped.
"Goodbye!" He heard a refreshing and cheerful voice behind him.
It took me a while to return to Omiya before I calmed down. Such a teenager, who obviously has the appearance and smile of an angel, how could it be the son of a ghost that changes people's smell?
A piece of memory about Ogata's memory quickly appeared in my mind. "Director General Okuda, a new team captain, deputy assistant attendance, and swordsmanship demonstration, belong to the natural rational flow, 26 years old." When I first read this brief and boring material, I didn't feel it at all, but Now I really see the person in reality, and still such a beautiful boy, but there is a loss in my heart, I do not know whether it is regret or regret.
Thinking about it, the two of them walked outside the door, wearing a light-yellow feather-weave with a white mountain shape on the cuffs, a waist knife, and the shorter one, with a normal appearance and a smile. The tall one was tall and tall, although he looked handsome, but his look was cold, and a pair of deep eyes flashed a cold light, and his body exuded a fierce-murderous.
As soon as they came in, the guests at the other tables just glanced down, and they bowed their heads, daring not to look at it again, their eyes mixed with panic and disgust. This kind of costume seems to be a special suit for the new team. These two guys should be on duty.
The new team has always been responsible for maintaining the security of the capital, but the people in Kyoto have never liked the Tokugawa Shogunate because Kyoto is the land of the millennium. In contrast, they favored the Changzhou faction against the Shogunate. Although the new team was stationed in Beijing in the name of the lord of the town, during the transformation of Ikedaya, Kyoto became known to everyone as the shogun of the shogunate. Therefore, many people also tried to protect the Changzhou vassals and rogues who were wanted and captured.
Although I am in this period of time, it is only two years since the destruction of the new team, but it seems that people are still very afraid of them.