[Gintama] The Way of Slaying Ghosts

The sky was getting dark, and the cold wind mixed with the smell of blood occasionally blew by, making the desolate and empty town even more desolate.

"Speaking of which..." Sakata Gintoki looked at Jiu Tsujisan who was about to lower his bangs to cover his left eye and touched his chin, "Looking at it now, I feel like I've seen such similar lines somewhere before?"

Jiu Tsujisan's hand paused for a moment, and he couldn't help but glance at him: "Only the ghost-slayers of the Jiuguimen can have the Jiuluo seal, not everyone in the ghost-slayer clan can have it."

"But..." Sakata Gintoki looked at the lines on Jiu Tsuji-san's left eye tangled up, still feeling familiar.

Takasugi Shinsuke also looked at Najiu Luoyin, then frowned: "I have indeed seen it."

Hearing Takasugi Shinsuke say the same thing, although Jiu Tsuji-san was a little surprised, he still believed it. After all, unlike the nonchalant Sakata Gintoki, Takasugi Shinsuke still looked very credible.

But they didn't expect them to have seen other ghost slayers. After all, ghost slayers are not just Chinese cabbage running around, they are quite rare.

"Hey, what's the matter with that expression? Are Ayin's words so unreliable? Why do you believe Aosugi as soon as he says it?" Sakata Gintoki looked at Jiu Tsuji, who was disapproving after hearing his words, listening After seeing Takasugi Shinsuke's words, he obviously believed it and became dissatisfied.

"Gintoki, are you looking for death?" Shinsuke Takasugi looked at Sakata Gintoki gloomyly, and the air-conditioning around him blew out desperately.

Sakata Gintoki touched his nose, and the short character was like Shinsuke Takasugi's G-spot, which exploded when he touched it.

Hisaka Genzui silently patted Sakata Gintoki's shoulder, and Sakamoto Tatsuma scratched the back of his head and said bluntly: "But Takasugi's words are indeed much more credible than yours."

Hisaka Xuanzui looked at Sakata Gintoki with a colorful face, and couldn't help casting a condemning gaze at Sakamoto Tatsuma: "Sakamoto, you are too straightforward." Sakata Gintoki's face looked even better after he said that.

"I also remembered." Gui Xiaotaro, who had been observing for a long time, suddenly realized, "It must be that friend of Teacher Songyang."

After being reminded by Katsura Kotaro, Sakata Gintoki remembered this sense of familiarity. In his impression, there was a young man who had approached Mr. Shoyo twice.

The first time was in late autumn, when Mr. Songyang smiled gently and said that there were friends visiting today, so he asked them to study by themselves, and then he waited at the gate of the private school early in the morning.

Because he was really curious, Sakata Gintoki urged Katsura Kotaro and Takasugi Shinsuke to take a peek together.

It was an extremely young man, wearing a thin ink-colored kimono, with a black sheathed knife hanging loosely around his waist, and the thin long hair behind him was tied up casually, and there was a strange and symmetrical red rune in the corner of each eye on both sides. Those narrow, long and beautiful black pupils look strange.

However, what Gintoki Sakata cares about the most is that feeling. After wandering around the battlefield as a ghoul for several years, he intuitively felt that this handsome man with a faint smile on his lips was very dangerous. The moment I came over, I even felt that the blood in my whole body froze for a moment.

Shinsuke Takasugi and Kotaro Katsura noticed his strangeness and asked in a low voice what was going on. Looking at the two people who had nothing unusual, Gintoki Sakata was not sure what the moment the man paused for a second when he glanced over him just now was It's not my own illusion.

Then they saw Teacher Songyang smiled at the man apologetically, and then came to the door and opened the crack, bent down and softly coaxed them to leave with a little helplessness, saying that he had something important to talk to the guest .

Taking a last look at the man whose air around him seemed to be frozen just sitting, Sakata Gintoki returned to the classroom with Takasugi and the others absent-mindedly. This was the first time he saw that man.

After these two months, Teacher Songyang was arrested. The weak and incompetent self could only be suppressed and forced to kneel on the ground to watch Teacher Songyang with his hands tied behind his back.

"You really don't regret it?" A deep and rambling voice suddenly sounded.

Sakata Gintoki couldn't help being stunned, he turned his head suddenly, and it was the man who was walking towards him against the light of the fire, his left hand was loosely holding the handle of the knife, his posture was as relaxed as when he first saw him, and Mr. Songyang was also startled, and then he curled his lips : "Thank you, but I still won't change my mind."

"Even if you leave students like you behind?" The man casually glanced over Sakata Gin who was restrained and knelt on the ground, not paying attention to those Heavenly Daoists who were watching him vigilantly. feeling.

"I believe them." Teacher Songyang's side face was calm and soft, with a gentleness that seemed to warm his eyes, "I'm really glad you can come again." He clearly knew how cold this man was, if it wasn't for him If I do have a place in his heart, then I will definitely not come again after the last reminder, but it is a pity that I still rejected his rare kindness.

In the end, Yinshi Sakata could only watch Matsuyo being taken away. Under the moonlight, he could only see the slightly raised fingers behind his back making a promise to himself. Living in the private school engulfed by the fire screamed feebly and painfully.

In a trance, he only heard the man say to himself, "Become stronger, a weak person can't do anything." Then he turned and gradually merged into the night.

"Name?" After Jiu Tsuji listened expressionlessly, he clenched his fingers and asked again, "His name?"

A man with red runes in the corners of both eyes, so...

Sakata Gintoki couldn't help but look at Jiu Tsuji-san a few more times: "At first, Teacher Songyang called him that."

"Speaking of which, you look like that man when you don't cover your left eye with hair, do you know him?" Katsura Kotaro looked at Jiu Tsuji-san suspiciously.

Regarding this, Jiu Tsujisan just kept silent. She hadn't heard from her for nearly eight years, but she was caught off guard at this moment when she heard it suddenly. She was so momentarily dazed and at a loss.

"Tsuji-san." Gulu's fluffy tail swept Jiu Tsuji-san's cheeks, Jiu Chu knew this man, the most talented ghost slayer in the Jiugui sect, he tried to think about it when he came to Onizuka I wanted to sign a contract with it, but in the end it was unsuccessful, and after going around, I ended up making a contract with his sister. Now I still remember that Jiu Chu, who was waiting outside after getting out of Onizuka with Jiu Tsuji, was always sloppy. The rare surprise on his face.

But then the man evoked an unpredictable smile and said, "That's...that's fine." The next day, Jiu Chu disappeared from Jiu Guimen.

"Where's that teacher Songyang of yours?" Jiu Tsujisan took a deep breath and asked, since they are friends, they probably know some news.

"The teacher was taken away." Hisaka Xuanrui lost the smile on his face, "Now he is being imprisoned in Edo, and we have been fighting against barbarians to rescue the teacher."

Jiu Tsujisan was stunned for a moment, then said calmly: "Where is it in Edo?"

"What do you want to do?" Shinsuke Takasugi said suddenly.

"Ask something." Jiu Tsuji replied succinctly, her heart is constantly restless now, the person who has been searching for so many years suddenly found out the news, and she can no longer restrain the anxiety and impulsiveness, but there is nothing she can do, she Still don't know where Jiu Chu is.

Sakata Gintoki asked in disbelief, "Are you planning to go by yourself?"

"Otherwise?" Jiu Tsuji-san looked at Sakata Gintoki impatiently.

Sakata Gintoki twitched the corners of his eyes, feeling powerless: "If it's really that simple, why are we still working so hard?"

"Then what should we do?" Jiu Tsuji asked blankly, but she really didn't know much about it.

Everyone was silent, then Gulu licked his paw and said, "Tsuji-san, just follow them, that Songyang will believe you when he sees them."

"No!" Before Jiu Tsujisan said anything, the men all denied it.

Gui Xiaotaro said seriously: "After all, she is a woman, so it's not easy to act together."

"This flimsy natural curl can go, why can't I!?" Jiu Tsuji-san raised his eyebrows in dissatisfaction, and his contemptuous eyes scanned Sakata Gintoki back and forth.

The weak Sakata Gintoki: "..."

"Pfft..." Hisaka Xuanrui couldn't hold back, and cast a strange glance at Sakata Gintoki, whose face was darkened. Shiraiyasha, who was famous on the battlefield and made the enemy fearful, became a weak and incompetent waste in the eyes of a little girl. it's really...

"Ahaha, Jintoki is actually pretty good, but he's afraid of ghosts." Sakamoto Tatsuma tried to save some of Sakata Gintoki's image.

"Hehe..." Jiu Tsuji's smile didn't make sense, and she thought of the natural roll that she was forced to hide in a corner by a few illusions before.

Sakata Gintoki, who was so indescribably sad and angry, has set a goal so far, one day he will make Jiu Tsuji-san look at him with admiration, and when he thinks of her surprised and admiring eyes, Sakata Gintoki is a little elated.

"Idiot." Gulu pouted when he saw Sakata Yinshi like this and knew what he was thinking.

"Do your... clansmen agree?" Shinsuke Takasugi first considered this question.

"No problem." Jiu Tsuji said without changing his expression, fully prepared to skip all his future tasks.

Immediately, Jiu Tsujisan took out a bamboo tube from his waist, and poured out a black bone bird from it: "Go and tell the deacon hall that this mission has been completed, Jiu Tsujisan asked to leave for a while." After finishing speaking, the bone bird in his hand unfolded the pair of thin The long bony wings flapped a few times before flying up, dashing away and disappearing into the air without a trace.

Everyone watched Jiu Tsuji-san in silence and said lightly after finishing everything: "Okay, then please give me more advice."

So when night fell, all the people in the camp saw a few captains who knew where they were going and brought back a little girl.

Fuck, did you bring it back with a package?

The author has something to say: Thank you for the grenade! ! !

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Sakata Gintoki realized that he hadn't seen Jiu Tsuji-san all this time, so he walked into the tent strangely, only to find such an unknown black object huddled in the corner.

Sakata Gintoki: "...What are you doing?"

Jiu Tsujisan looked up at Sakata Gin with a lifeless look, then continued to hold the quilt tightly and huddled in the corner in silence.

"You're not feeling well?" Seeing Jiu Tsuji-san's uncomfortably sluggish look, Sakata Gintoki said with an unknown agitation, with a grin on his face, "You have to tell me when you're sick, don't you?" Who knows, do you want Ah Yin to help you find a doctor, hey, look at this listless look..."

The aunt who is the source of all evil came to visit, and there seemed to be a meat grinder in her stomach. The ferocious and lingering Jiu Tsuji-san looked at the eye-catching silver natural roll dangling in front of him very calmly, and suddenly called out his name: "Silver hour."

"Huh?" Sakata Gintoki was taken aback for a moment.

"I'm sick." Jiu Tsujisan gloomily looked at the silver head that almost blinded her in the dim tent, and very slowly pulled out a cruel and sinister smile, and slowly drew his knife at that face The terrified Sakata Gintoki said slowly, "I have a disease that wants to take off your head and kick it as a ball."

Billowing smoke and dust, there is no trace of the original place, only the lifted tent door curtain remains.

↑ When my aunt came to visit, the author Jun was about to be crushed by the pain, and I really wanted to play Yinsang to death [Dark face

After hesitating for a long time, I decided to change this chapter to the mirror in the water. In fact, this part was originally cut off from the previous article on The Road to Demon Walking, but now it is included in this article. This chapter is to let the elder brother show his impression.

The day before yesterday morning, I ran last in the 800-meter race. I couldn’t run as promised, and I agreed to run with the whole class... In the end, I could only watch them run so fast one by one, and the relationship between people Trust? QAQ

Well, I'm such a scumbag in sports...

The school held a food festival yesterday, but I had classes in the afternoon and classes in the evening. I didn’t buy anything to eat at all. I only bought cold cakes at a stall with not many people. There was a lot of food!I also want to try what fried ice cream is!But those stalls were surrounded by three floors and three floors, and there was a long queue for one of them. I could only watch silently on the way to class. When I returned to the dormitory, all the stalls were closed. The most hateful thing is that I clearly My stomach hurts after I didn’t eat anything and I don’t know what’s going on OTZ