CHAPTER XXVII

Several people in Matsushita Village are very actionable.

After deciding on their destination and route, they sorted their luggage a little, rested in the village school for another night, and left Matsumoto Village the next morning with their own small bags.

Before leaving, Ao Ling had not forgotten to knock on the door of the house that lived near the village school with a few packets of medicinal herbs, and asked them to help pass them on to the lady if they met a pregnant and gentle-looking young woman who came knocking on the door of the village school.

Because Yoshida Matsuyo said that he would have to stay outside for at least a month or two, and if the Choshu domain was not calm for a long time, he might leave for a longer time.

The only regret is that Katsura Kotaro is reluctant to give up his love affair with his stuffed animals and magazines - it is almost to the point of turning back three times in one step.

The remote seaside is no better than the village of Matsumoto, which is located on the eastern outskirts of Hagi Castle, and the possibility of buying such a magazine is about zero.

Ao Ling tugged at the corner of Yoshida Matsuyo's clothes, looked up at the expression of the old teacher Yoshida Matsuyo, and felt that by the time they returned, those magazines might be humanely destroyed.

Yoshida Matsuyo's route bypassed Hagigi, which is now very sensitive.

Hagi Castle has been stationed by the shogunate recently, and the atmosphere is very tense, if Yoshida Matsuyo stops inside, it is estimated that it will be like a hot pan encountering boiling oil, and it will explode in an instant.

For the sake of the lord of Choshu, who was already bald for most of his hair, Yoshida Matsuyo did not choose to visit in person, but only handed a letter to an official's residence not far from the village, asking the official to hand it over to the lord of the domain, informing him that the lord of Choshu had left.

The nearby coast wasn't close to them, but it wasn't that far.

From the moment I left Matsumoto Village at dawn and played all the way until it was dark, I walked through the forest where a path had been cleared, and the dim scene in front of me suddenly opened up.

A village was built on the edge of the forest, with a gentle sandy beach in the distance, a hollow with what looked like a wooden pier, and a rocky bare in the distance. Hideous ridged reefs and cliffs.

Many boats are quietly fixed to the edge of the pier by the ropes, pushed by the waves, and occasionally crash into the pier, making a dull sound.

"The sea?" Ao Ling looked at the endless ocean, rippling under the soft moonlight.

"Well, this is the sea." Yoshida Songyang rubbed Ao Ling's head, "As long as there are many of the same things crowded together, for example, a crowded place with a lot of people is called a sea of people, and a place where trees are continuous is called a sea of trees." ”

Sakata Gintoki hung a dead fish's eye, "When Matsuyo-sensei said this, a place like the sea is completely unpoetic." ”

"Yinshi, do you think he can understand the haiku and song for Ling Nian?"

Sakata Gintoki glanced at Ao Ling and felt unable to refute it.

Shinsuke Takasugi walked behind them and glanced at the fishing village that had become dark at night, "Don't you even light the lights?" ”

"Civilians rarely light up their homes because there is no lamp oil." Katsura Kotaro, who couldn't light the lamp before, gave him popular science by his side, and reprimanded the big family and the rich - obviously there is so much lamp oil that he can cook, but he would rather pour it than give some to the common people, and in the same way, food.

Takasugi listened quietly to Katsura's words, and finally glanced at his friend and paused, "It's good to have ideals, Katsura." ”

The implication is that utopia or something, just think about it.

"As a friend, shouldn't you firmly support me Takasugi-kun!" Katsura Kotaro also knows that his ideas are not realistic for today's era, but he still doesn't want to give up easily, "Ideals are used to achieve such things!" Takasugi, you don't understand......"

"Takasugi's ideals are nothing other than Matsuyo-sensei." Sakata Gintoki was two steps behind the master and apprentice in front of him, and walked side by side with the other two friends, "I saw that Takasugi secretly collected the teacher's discarded paper and pens." ”

Katsura Kotaro was dumbfounded, "...... I didn't even notice this, how do you know? ”

"Because he robbed me." Takasugi Shinsuke looked up at the back of Yoshida Matsuyo, who had not turned back because of this incident, and felt a little lost in his heart, and felt very lucky.

Then he didn't hesitate to sell Sakata Gintoki.

"No, Ah Yin is just recycling waste." Sakata Ginshi put his hands behind his head and walked with his feet, looking lazy, "Takasugi-kun, your behavior is a crime, Ah Yin doesn't want to be an accomplice." ”

Ao Ling walked ahead, his dark eyes looking around, and then he took Yoshida Matsuyo's hand.

These hands are large, with hard calluses, but they are very warm.

Except for the chirping of insects and the slapping of the three children behind them, it was so silent that even the wind stopped.

Ao Ling faintly smelled a trace of blood, which was very mixed, but it had the same aura as when he was punished before.

Yoshida Matsuyo stopped, the smile on his face did not show anything unusual, he reached out and rubbed Ao Ling's head, pinched his ears.

Ao Ling looked up at Yoshida Matsuyo and rubbed his hand.

Then the three little ghosts who were arguing and arguing in the back seemed to be about to be pinched, and saw their respected teacher turn his head, and he couldn't see clearly against the light, but his tone was still soft.

For the three students who knew him well, it was not difficult to imagine what kind of arc the smile on his face was now.

Yes, that's right, the three little ghosts have now perfectly mastered the skills of hearing and laughing, so that they can figure out Teacher Songyang's emotions at any time, so as not to be caught by the old teacher's little tail and use his colorful punishment methods to stain their lives.

This time, Yoshida Matsuyo just asked, "Do you want to go to heaven?" ”

The answer to him was a three-faced bewilderment.

Yoshida Songyang smiled, directly reached out and pulled out the black knife in Ao Ling's arms, and slashed directly at them.

In the next moment, the three little ghosts who were frightened only felt that their eyes were dark, and in the blink of an eye, they were carried away from the ground by a huge black dog, and their bodies were stained with warm blood at some point.

— not theirs.

"It's Ah Yin who is in charge of washing clothes!" Sakata Ginshi pulled the clothes that were stained with blood and sticky to his body, and when the wind blew in the air, he couldn't help but shiver.

Shinsuke Takasugi and Kotaro Katsura were unexpectedly calm about the current situation, and when the former hung in the air and kicked Sakata Silver next to him, "Look below." ”

I saw a few black shadows rushing out of the forest below, holding a kunai with a flickering cold light in his hand, and the pitch-black blade flew out.

Ao Ling ran up for a long time, until the black shadows had abandoned his side, and then stopped and looked down quietly.

In addition to Ao Ling, the other three imps saw Yoshida Matsuyo make a move for the first time.

Yoshida Matsuyo's knife skills are very peculiar, and it looks like he has a hand style, and he should practice the sword drawing technique quite well, but compared to the orthodox school of swordsmanship, Yoshida Matsuyo's sword swinging action has a faint taste of an assassin.

——One blow hits the point, quietly, neatly and crisply.

This abrupt assassination came and went quickly, and Yoshida Matsuyo used his rich experience and techniques to annihilate all the attackers who resembled the assassination ninja.

When Ao Ling slowly landed with the three imps in his mouth, he saw Yoshida Matsuyo squatting next to a corpse, rummaging through the equipment on the other party's body, trying to figure out what these ninjas were.

In the end, however, nothing was gained.

"More than a dozen people are waiting here, which is also a big deal." In this kind of matter, Takasugi Shinsuke, who was born in the samurai family, has a lot to say, "Wandering ninjas without owners don't have such a degree of cooperation, but they don't have any signs on them......"

"They came with a mortal heart." Yoshida Matsuyo followed Takasugi Shinsuke's words and inserted the knife back into the scabbard that Ao Ling was holding.

No one cared about his actions, except for Ao Ling.

He looked at the sheathed knife and saw clearly that there was no blood on the knife just now.

Ao Ling remembered that Yoshida Matsuyo had told him not to draw a knife easily.

Now he understood, it was a blood-drinking knife.

Ao Ling felt a little regretful, it seemed that this knife could not be the same as the knife in Yinshi, which could cut wood, fork fish, and dry clothes.

It's useless, he thought.

"Who is this for?" Katsura Kotaro asked suddenly.

Shinsuke Takasugi put his hands in his sleeves and shook his head, "I'm not there yet." ”

Sakata Ginshi held Ao Ling's hand tightly, hanging a pair of dead fish eyes, "Compared to this, the three of us didn't find them just now." ”

The topic shifted a little stiffly, but it hit the other two imps in the sore spots.

Ao Ling turned his head to look at Yoshida Songyang, who was squatting next to the corpse with his head slightly down, unable to distinguish his expression, and was just about to withdraw his gaze, when he noticed that the qi on the other party's body had changed slightly.

It's like, a plump and ruddy apple no longer exudes a fruity fragrance, but a hint of staleness.

Ao Ling looked at Yoshida Songyang in a daze, and looked at him seriously for a long time, but he couldn't find any other abnormalities besides qi.

Just as Ao Ling couldn't help but want to ask, Yoshida Matsuyo suddenly raised his head, smiled at him very gently, and put a finger to his lips - just as he had done to Ao Ling at the beginning.

Silence.

Don't say it, don't say it.

Ao Ling nodded and clenched the knife in his hand.

Yoshida Matsuyo stood up, clapped his high-fives lightly, and patted the heads of the three silent imps one by one, "Since you're so unhappy, then you guys can run all the way from here to the residence." ”

The three imps were silent.

Yoshida Matsuyo shook their heads one by one and pointed to an old rock that could be seen faintly in the night from afar, "Our residence is over there, come on boys." ”

As he spoke, Yoshida Matsuyo took out a key from his sleeve and handed it to Ao Ling.

"Where's Songyang-sensei?" Ao Ling looked up at Yoshida Matsuyo.

"The teacher went to visit an old friend." Yoshida Matsuyo pinched Ao Ling's ears and glanced at the corpse on the side, "I'll be back by tomorrow morning." ”

The author has something to say: spoiler a little bit, these people are mainly coming for Mr. Songyang =3=

The special world of Gintama will not be integrated with other contents, and it can be regarded as an independent copy.

There's only this one today.,Because of the relationship between favorites.,And the eight wilderness next door, I should also update _(:зゝ∠)_

Little angels Momoda = 3=