CHAPTER XXXII

When Ao Ling returned to Matsushita Village School without resting at all, two full days had passed since he received the news.

Traveling through the universe alone without relying on foreign objects, there are several races in the entire universe, except for Ao Ling, no one can do this.

But although he has grown a lot, Ao Ling has not completely escaped from his childhood, and such activities are still a bit stressful for his body.

He landed at a distance from Matsumoto Village and took on a human form.

A young man dressed in a pitch-black long-sleeved suit with a white belt tied around his waist appeared on the field outside the village that had been harvested.

The boy was handsome, with black half-length hair covering his beautiful shoulder blades, loosely tied by a white rope at the ends of his hair, a pair of dog-shaped animal ears on his head, and a fluffy tail dragging behind his back, with his ears and tail hanging low because of his bad mood.

Ao Ling has grown rapidly in the past five years, probably because of his relationship as a monster, his delicate facial features have grown when he was young, and now he is handsome, which makes people feel amazing at a glance.

His lips were thin, not dark, and his almond eyes were slightly raised, making him seem to smile even when he was expressionless.

is clearly a flesh-and-blood monster, but he looks handsome and well-behaved, like an ignorant teenager who has not been deeply involved in the world.

Ao Ling glanced at the sinking sunset, and his dark pupils were illuminated by the light with a slight hint of red.

There was a pitch-black knife hanging from his waist, this knife had a very low sense of existence, and it seemed to be completely connected to Ao Ling's breath, not distinguishing from each other.

——After a long period of infiltration of demonic power, this knife awarded to Ao Ling by Yoshida Matsuyo has indeed completely integrated with him.

Ao Ling took a deep breath of the somewhat moist air on the ridge, wiped off the beads of sweat rolling down his head, calmed his breath, fastened the knife hanging from his waist tightly, and with a light tap of his toes, he ran wildly in the direction of Matsumoto Village with a few leaps.

The three of them were very anxious, and with the time to deliver the news, they had been waiting in the village school for three days.

In the past three days, after getting the news that Ling was rushing back, Yoshida Matsuyo was arrested by the shogunate who accused him of forming a party for personal gain.

Teacher Songyang has been in poor health recently, and they thought that they should take a good recuperation this winter, and when the spring warms up, their health will not deteriorate.

As a result, something like this suddenly happened, which caught them off guard and didn't have time to react at all.

"What a clique! I didn't come to arrest when I really cultivated so many students before, but now Teacher Songyang is not in good health and can't continue to open a private school, so he comes to arrest people?! ”

The young Takasugi Jinsuke held the knife in his hand tightly, and kept rubbing it, he had experienced several battlefield life and death, and now he was extremely powerful, like a blade that had been cut after experiencing blood.

"—too much deception!" Takasugi Shinsuke held the knife, stood up suddenly, and turned his head to look at the two classmates who were also holding the knife and waiting silently, "Don't wait for Sakata Ling ......"

"Don't wait for me, Jinsuke want to go by yourself?" Ao Ling just pushed open the door of the private school, looked at Takasugi Shinsuke who walked out of the room, walked over a few steps and pulled him back into the room with a rather strong attitude, facing the three human partners who were silent, he let out a long sigh, "Tell me, what's going on." ”

Sakata Gintoki and Takasugi Shinsuke both lowered their eyes, their expressions were heavy, and they didn't say a word.

Katsura Kotaro pursed his lips and roughly explained the matter in a heavy tone that was completely different from his usual lively tone.

Yoshida Matsuyo has not had signs of good health since five years ago, first occasionally coughing, and in the second year, the frequency of coughing is getting higher and higher, but Yoshida Matsuyo himself just said that he is usually not sick and now it is difficult to get better, saying that it is just a small wind and cold, and it is not in the way.

In the third and fourth years, during these two years, they were often invited to the battlefield by the lord of Choshu, and they really made a name for themselves.

Yoshida Matsuyo originally insisted on accompanying them, but later, because Yoshida Matsuyo was crumbling as soon as the war ended, they forcibly left Yoshida Matsuyo in the village school, and asked the neighbors to take care of them when they went outside to participate in the war.

In the fifth year, that is, this year, Yoshida Matsuyo's illness seemed to have suddenly erupted, and when the doctor came, he clearly informed them that his internal organs were exhausted, and if he didn't recuperate well, he would be gone.

Several teenagers were like a great enemy, and suddenly they all obediently stayed in the village school and never went out again.

A few days ago, the doctor had just finished seeing the doctor for the second time, and within two days, Yoshida Matsuyo was suddenly taken away by a group of people who broke into the village school.

The day after Yoshida Matsuyo was taken away, a samurai from the Choshu feudal lord came to inform them that the shogunate had accused Yoshida Matsuyo of forming a party for personal gain, so he was arrested the day before.

“…… Shogunate? Hasn't the Choshu Domain fallen out with the shogunate in recent years? "In the five years that Ao Ling has been in the Cosmic Pirates, he has seen and heard and understood some private matters much more than Takasugi Shinsuke in the samurai family, "The lord of Choshu has hooked up with the shogunate again?" ”

Takasugi Shinsuke shook his head, "No, the feudal lord shouldn't have known this time, and the person who took away Matsuyo-sensei doesn't look like the shogunate." ”

"It's not like a shogunate dress." Ao Ling repeated, and also felt that with Songyang's attitude towards the shogunate, he would never be taken away by the shogunate people voluntarily, "So, what are you going to do?" ”

"What to do!?" Takasugi Shinsuke turned his head to look at Ao Ling, his tone was full of disbelief, and he paused word by word, "As a disciple of Songyang Sensei, are you not going to save him?" ”

Teacher Songyang doesn't need to save ......

Ao Ling looked at Takasugi Shinsuke in silence, and it was not easy to tell him that Matsuyo Teacher was eight times out of ten. Nine is willing to go with those people.

Because Yoshida Matsuyo has always hidden these three human students and has not told them the truth.

"Ling, you ......" Katsura Kotaro didn't expect Ao Ling to react like this, and he looked at Ao Ling with a slight strangeness in his eyes.

"In that case, I'll go." Takasugi Shinsuke was furious and reached for the knife that was placed aside, but was held down by the other hand and couldn't move.

"You're going? Can you find a place, Shinsuke? Ao Ling said, closed his eyes and sighed, stood up and tidied up his clothes, "Can you take Songyang Teacher away, or can you use the shogunate as a shield, you ...... Or the three of you, whoever goes will deliver food. ”

The blunt and harsh words made the whole room fall silent for a moment.

"After spending a few years in Chidori, your painting style has changed, Ah Ling." Sakata Gintoki finally looked up at Ao Ling at this time, but the hand holding the knife tightly was released, and the knife given by Matsuyo was carefully put aside, and he corrected his posture of sitting in danger, as if relieved, and leaned against the wall behind him.

He looked at Ao Ling with scarlet eyes, and after a while, he spoke: "Go early and return early, remember to bring strawberry milk to Ah Yin when you come back." ”

Ao Ling raised his eyebrows when he heard this, and the curvature and temperature of his smile were as soft and gentle as Yoshida Matsuyo, "Chidori should send a sum of money in the next two days, if I don't have time to come back, help me keep it - don't steal it." ”

Sakata Gintoki waved his hand lazily, as if to repel mosquitoes.

Takasugi Shinsuke and Katsura Kotaro were silent, the former had red eyes and murderous aura, and the latter was silent and low, silent.

Sakata Yinshi watched Ao Ling's figure disappear, the relaxed expression on his face suddenly disappeared, he glanced at the two classmates, and kicked them, "What's the use of being angry and low here, it's better to go to the battlefield again." ”

As he spoke, he grabbed the knife beside him, stood up and walked to the door, looking up at the night, and muttering as he walked to the bedroom, "Look so embarrassed, like something." ”

Ah Yin was completely left behind - really, who said that he would wait another few decades before leaving the earth?

……

Yoshida Matsuyo's scent Ao Ling almost didn't need to be carefully distinguished, the aura left by the powerful big monster along the way was very strong, he ran all the way along the scent, and found that the final location was really a place filled with the breath of ordinary humans.

There is no breath of youkai, and there is no special existence other than the smell of Yoshida Matsuyo.

Ao Ling became more and more sure of the idea that Yoshida Matsuyo was taken away voluntarily.

Ordinary humans want to capture Yoshida Matsuyo, even if Yoshida Matsuyo's body is so bad that he is bedridden, as long as he is still conscious, his momentum is enough to scare a group of ordinary people.

What's more, Yoshida Matsuyo's body is not bad to that extent.

Ao Ling hung in the air, looking down at the heavily guarded place below, and quietly and silently landed near the brightly lit prison.

After a while, a very small milk dog was like a gust of wind, and when everyone didn't notice, it followed its breath and dived into the deepest part of this prison.

Ao Ling soon found Yoshida Matsuyo, who was locked in the deepest prison, who seemed to have suffered nothing and was in good shape, meditating at the moment.

Ao Ling turned into a human form again, and carefully examined the prison door, feeling that it was not as good as the door of the prison where Chidori used to guard the felons.

"Ling, you're here." Yoshida Songyang opened his eyes and looked at Ao Ling, who turned his hand into a beast's claw and directly split the door lock, and shook his head helplessly, "Takasugi, they didn't come?" ”

"Didn't let them come." Ao Ling leaned against the door, "Teacher, you are ...... now What's the situation? ”

"In the past few years, I have accompanied them to the battlefield, and I have used too much strength, and my body is a little unable to bear it, so I notified Hao." Yoshida Songyang stood up slowly, walked to the door, compared Ao Ling's height at the moment, raised his hand and rubbed Ao Ling's ears as before, "I've grown taller again." ”

"It's taller than the teacher." Ao Ling straightened his chest, and then bent down and hung his head so that Yoshida Songyang didn't have to raise his hand and could rub it a little easier, "The teacher is going to talk to that...... Wandering? ”

"Well, that's what I said before, the human who was fed blood by me, he has been developing well recently, and I can recuperate with more peace of mind." Yoshida Songyang hadn't rubbed his disciple's ears for a long time, and he couldn't stop for a while, "He should be coming to pick me up tonight, you can leave first." ”

"Bring this to them and tell them I'm okay." Yoshida Matsuyo took out three books with green covers from his pocket, "I have nothing to do to write some knife skills and experiences, it is no longer necessary for you, you have the teacher's knife." ”

Ao Ling took the three books and rubbed Yoshida Matsuyo's hand, "Teacher, how long can you wait?" ”

"Up to three years." Yoshida Matsuyo sighed, "In another three years, ......"

The words were not finished, but Ao Ling understood what Yoshida Songyang meant, he lowered his eyes and nodded, faintly heard a trace of commotion in his ears, and suddenly straightened up.

There was a sweet smell of blood in the air.

"I'm here, the teacher doesn't want you to meet for the time being." Yoshida Matsuyo looked at Ao Ling and patted his arm, "Go ahead." ”

Ao Ling nodded, turned back to the appearance of a little milk dog, tore off the hem of Yoshida Matsuyo's clothes with his paws, asked him to tie all three books to him, and then slipped out of the deepest part of the prison with his little short legs.

As a result, as soon as he ran into the courtyard, he saw a knife light attacking him, and Ao Ling could dodge, but the strip of cloth tied to his back with three books was cut off by the strong wind.

“…… Dog? The man with the knife was wearing his head in his pocket, his face was not clear, and there seemed to be a hint of doubt in his tone, and then his eyes fell on the three books scattered on the ground that were quickly protected by Ao Ling, and his eyes narrowed.

Ao Ling didn't want to waste time, so he simply got bigger and bit the three books, and ran away.

The man with the hat was stunned for a moment, then turned his footsteps and chased after Ao Ling.

Ao Ling ran wildly, afraid that the book would be blown and he couldn't run with all his might, and looked back from time to time, only to feel that there was something wrong with the person chasing him.

After chasing the ghoul, who looked like a thousand birds in every way, and a disciple of Yoshida Matsuyo, whose real name is said to be Sakata Ling, he chased him for a long time, and finally lost his sight in a dark mountain forest.

Ao Ling hid at the bottom of a dry well and held his breath, his dog ears were raised high, and after noticing that the man's footsteps were gradually moving away, he slowly climbed out of the dry well.

The flames burned half of the night sky.

The overwhelming miasma mixed with a clear aura that made Ao Ling feel a burning pain, and it rushed to his face.