"What do you want?" She smiled slightly.

"Oh, bring me a bowl of ramen." I answered and sat down on the floor beside the low table. This woman's physique is not the kind that is easy to attract ghosts, could it be that there is something strange about this room? I looked around, swept my gaze over the beams, and suddenly reacted violently, it turned out to be the case.

"Aju, come on." Someone in the inner room called her name. Chrysanthemum? Then the woman in front of me is an important person in my mission, thinking of this, the corners of my mouth lifted, and I thought of a good way to stay with her.

When the woman came over with the ramen, I whispered, "Madame, if I'm not mistaken, you have something unclean here." ”

Her hand shook violently, stared straight at me, and suddenly grabbed my hand and pulled me into the inner room. There was also a man in the inner room, who looked to be a little over twenty years old, but his face was extremely poor and haggard, and his face also had a layer of black and gray.

"Girl, you can see that it must not be an ordinary person, please save my husband!" She threw herself to her knees.

"What the hell is going on?" I asked in a low voice.

"That's right, my husband has been having nightmares every night since two months ago, and there is always an ugly man with an axe to cut him, and it's been like this, and that's not all, every time my husband wakes up, he feels pain all over his body, as if he was really cut, and I really don't know what to do if it goes on like this." She said gloomily.

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 wood and willow wood, do you know how to write the Chinese character of huai?" As I spoke, I dipped my finger in some tea and wrote a locust on the ground.

"There is a 'ghost' word in the word Huai, willow wood is easy to become a monster, these two are the easiest to attract ghosts, you also use both of them, and naturally attract ghosts in the tree." I shook my head.

"A ghost in a tree?" A look of doubt flashed across her face.

"Yes, this ghost mostly lives in trees or under trees, and his favorite sojourns are locust and willow trees."

"So, is there a way to fix it?" She said eagerly.

"The mana of the ghost living in the tree is extremely weak, as long as you get rid of it, don't worry." I took out the spirit and ghost calamity retreat charm in my arms, silently recited a few words of exorcism incantation, and shook it hard, and the charm was firmly attached to the beam.

"Don't worry, your husband will get a good night's sleep tonight." I smiled.

"Thank you so much, thank you so much, I don't know how to thank you." Ah Ju said excitedly.

"It's just a gesture, but if I really want to thank you----" I paused, "I'm new to the city and need a place to stay, can you let me do something here?" ”

She was stunned for a moment and hesitated: "But you ......"

"It's okay, I can do anything."

"In that case, I'll ask you to stay." She laughed too.

"Well, thank you, my name is Xiao Yin, please take care of me."

"My name is Aju."

The first step to complete the task seems to be going well. Perhaps, I will be able to go back soon.

Staying here for three or four days, I quickly got used to everything. Ah Ju took me to the front room here. The peasant women in the town would bring fresh vegetables and flowers to the front house in the early morning to sell, which is the equivalent of the vegetable market today. People can enjoy fresh lettuce, fruits and flowers here.

After two visits, I volunteered to go alone, but she always seemed embarrassed to send me, and in her opinion, perhaps I was a half-fairy, at least her husband never had such nightmares again.

Although it was late autumn, the sun was still shining, and the narrow streets were covered with scattered autumn leaves, and occasionally a few gentle birdsong came from the branches and rooftops of the houses, and as the paper doors of the lattice window houses were removed, early risers appeared on the streets one after another, and children began to play and chase, and the city suddenly became lively. It seemed to be peaceful, except for the knives on the ronins passing by to remind me that these were dangerous times. In the spirit of not causing trouble, if I see a fight between ronins, I will avoid it from afar.

Holding a basket of freshly bought garnishes and turnips, I walked down the street in a hurry, admiring the morning in Kyoto.

When I walked to a shrine, I suddenly heard a cry coming from inside, and I peeked in curiously, and saw a few children surrounding a girl, as if to coax her, and the girl was very cute, but she kept crying. I walked in unconsciously and put down the basket.

"What's wrong?" I asked.

"Oh, Taro accidentally broke Ayun's new headdress, and Ayun kept crying." A little girl, who was only six or seven years old, answered me.

What, it turned out to be such a trivial matter, I couldn't help but feel a little bored, and I was about to stand up, when I suddenly heard a clear and soft voice like ice silk behind me: "Why is Ah Yun crying?" ”

When the children turned around, they all smiled happily and shouted, "Brother, brother." I looked back in surprise to see a boy in a white kimono smiling in the pale golden sunlight, his long black hair casually tied up and casually scattered a few strands over his shoulders. It exudes a cold, fragile, and dusty purity. His dark eyes reminded people of the starry night, his pale pink lips reminded people of the first cherry blossoms that bloomed in spring, and he smiled softly, as if the sun shone into the depths of his heart, and that warm feeling has been spreading, spreading......

Beautiful boy, I couldn't think of any more adjectives at that time, and there were only these three words that came to my mind over and over again.

He walked straight up to the girl named Ah Yun, leaned over and said softly, "What's wrong?" Don't cry anymore. When Ah Yun saw him, he just grinned, but probably remembered his headdress again and continued to cry. The child next to him told the reason, he smiled slightly, stood up, looked around, walked to a red maple that was blooming brightly, reached out and broke off a small sprig of maple leaves, walked back to Ah Yun, bent down and stuck it in her sideburns, and said, "Look, isn't it also beautiful." His tone was gentle, and a smile seemed to overflow from his eyes.

I quickly took out the small mirror I brought with me, opened it for her to see, children are children after all, looked at the mirror, and immediately stopped crying, "Sister's mirror is so clear." She said softly, keeping her eyes fixed on my mirror. Looking at her very desired look, 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 young man, so I handed her the mirror and said, "Then sister will give it to you, you don't have to cry." "Forget it, forget it, I'll be able to buy it again anyway.

Ah Yun was overjoyed, hurriedly said thank you, and happily continued to play with his friends.

I glanced sideways, and the boy was smiling at me.

"That mirror is beautiful." He said suddenly.

"Well," I nodded, "so I regret it a little now." “

"Huh." He laughed.

"My name is Xiao Yin, what about you?" I laughed myself.

"-My surname is Okita. That's called the Director-General. As he said, "His name is the director," he smiled again, and the smile was as bright as the sun that suddenly bloomed.

But I can't laugh, Okita Soji, is that Okita Soji? I know that the two top swordsmen of this era are called Saito Ichi; The other is called ------- Okita Soji.

I stared at him in shock, unable to make any connection between the crystal-pure and gentle boy in front of me and the Soji Okita who had been holding a knife since he was nine years old and killing countless people, known as the son of the devil.

After a while, I came back to my senses, "Oh, it's not early, I'm going back." I quickly picked up the basket on the ground, smiled awkwardly at him, and fled.

"Goodbye!" His crisp and cheerful voice came from behind him.

It took me a while to go back to Omiya before I calmed down. Such a young man, who obviously has the appearance and smile of an angel, how can he be the son of a ghost who makes people smell and change color?

A memory of Soji Okita popped into my head. Okita General Division, the captain of the new Ichiban team, the deputy assistant to the service, and the swordsmanship demonstration, belongs to the natural rational flow, 26 years old, died. When I first read this short and boring information, I didn't feel it at all, but now I really see the person in reality, and he is still such a beautiful boy, but there is a faint loss in my heart, I don't know whether it is regret or regret.

Just thinking about it, two people walked in outside the door, wearing a light shallot-colored feather weave with a white mountain shape on the cuffs, a sword at the waist, and the shorter one, with an ordinary appearance and a smile. And the tall one is tall, although he is handsome, his expression is cold, his eyes are flashing with a cold light, and his whole body exudes a fierce ----- murderous aura.

As soon as they entered, the guests at the other tables just glanced at them and then lowered their heads, not daring to look a second time, their eyes mixed with panic and disgust. This kind of costume seems to be the special uniform of the new writing team, and these two should be members of the team on duty.

The Shinshomi has always been tasked with maintaining law and order in the capital, but the people in Kyoto have never had a good impression of the poor people of the Tokugawa shogunate, because Kyoto is after all a thousand-year-old royal city. On the other hand, they favored the Choshu faction, which was opposed to the shogunate. Although the Shinkangumi were stationed in Beijing in the name of protecting the Imperial Castle, during the Ikedaya Rebellion, it became known to everyone in Kyoto that the Shinkangumi were the minions of the shogunate. As a result, many people also tried to protect the wanted Choshu feudal priests and ronin.

At this time I lived, it was only two years before the fall of the new group, but it seems that people are still very jealous of them.