Thirty Mulberry

He looked Xiaochun up and down, and said, "Do you want me to wear yours?"

"It's okay," Xiaochun picked up her lady's little cloth bag and patted it on, "I've already prepared it."

It turned out that this was not only a pit, but a deep pit, which had been dug with great pains.

"Okay, okay." Xiaochun hugged Okita's waist, buried his face in his chest and rubbed against him, "This is a deep mountain and old forest, and there are only two of us. If there is no third person to see it, what are you afraid of?"

Chong Tian went into the dense forest to change his clothes, and Xiao Chun was outside to help him watch the wind.Fearing that he might not be able to wear a formal kimono, I brought him a homely yukata, a charming pink sakura foundation.

After a rustling sound, Chong Tian came out of the woods, looking around with a flushed face, afraid that someone would jump out of the shadows.

Xiaochun whistled frivolously: "Where did this little beauty come from!"

Okita's stature is narrow and long, transitioning from a teenager to a young man, his bones gradually widen, but he is not as rough as a big man, with a long neck and flat shoulders. heroism.He doesn't shave his "Yuedai head", but keeps his "general hair" in a high ponytail.The so-called "two rabbits walking side by side, can tell whether I am male or female".

"Tsk tsk tsk tsk," Xiaochun couldn't help admiring, "I have no regrets in this life! If you were born in my hometown, 'Shoji Okita wears women's clothing' would be the most popular search on Weibo for a week!"

Okita moved his legs impatiently, and said, "Women's Wufu really makes walking very inconvenient."

Xiaochun said: "Everything has to be experienced in person to empathize. If a man can put a big watermelon in his wife's stomach when she is pregnant, the husband will definitely love his wife more after the child is born. Because he understands her hard work."

A person suddenly approached in front of him, and when he got closer, he realized that it was two people, as if they were playing around. The person in front struggled forward, like a tug-of-war, while the person behind who was blocked by half of his body leaned back, and the two of them held each other. The arms stretched into a straight line.

The young man walking in front had red hair and an old line-shaped wound on his left cheek. He smiled dotingly: "Aba, let's go, it's getting late."

The woman named "Ba" at the back said softly, "Husband, you pull me away."

what is this?In our lifetime, we will meet each other on a narrow road.Xiaochun wants to nod "Cool" for herself.She looked at Okita, and then at Himura Kenshin.

When he saw the red hair, Okita had already recognized him as the executioner Ba Daozhai.To be able to venture into the rivers and lakes with a head of flamboyant red hair without any deliberate disguise, on the one hand, it is frank and frank; on the other hand, it is also very confident in his swordsmanship.

Okita took a closer look at Jianxin, with big watery eyes, small pointed face, upturned nose and small mouth, he really had a "face like a good girl".Looking at the beautiful woman behind him, and looking at the bright eyes of his own who was staring at Ba Dao Zhai, he remembered what Yongcang Xinru said: It is rumored that Ba Dao Zhai looks like a beautiful girl.There must be many women who like this look!

"Draw out the sword, the executioner draws out the sword." Okita said.

Fei Cun Jianxin's face became stern, and he said coldly: "I don't kill women."

Chapter 8

Okita took off one collar, and took an arm out of the sleeve, revealing half of the shoulder and flat chest: "I'm not a woman. 'Shinsengumi' Okita Souji."

Kenshin took a step forward, and Okita's Kiyomitsu came out of its sheath.

"Hide somewhere farther away." The two said to the woman beside them in unison.

The point of Okita's knife dazzled Kenshin's eyes, and when he turned his head to avoid it, he stabbed forward. Kenshin drew the knife out of its sheath, stood upright, and moved to the left to avoid the blow.Chongtian made another horizontal slash, Jianxin blocked it, and suddenly rushed back to Tian, ​​one thrust, two thrusts, three thrusts...Forcing Jianxin to retreat again and again...

Japanese knives are heavy and long, and there is no showyness in fighting. They strive to hit the meat with the knife, and their tactics are very practical.But attacking, chopping, and blocking with big movements consume a lot of energy.

Both Okita and Kenshin are top-notch swordsmen, and they each made a deadly move. It is impossible to tell the winner in a short time. It depends on who has the better physical strength.

Okita's yukata restricts his movements, and he gradually loses momentum.Xiaochun jumps up and down anxiously—there is no such thing in history!The intersection of the two in the animation "Reminiscences" is also in the later period of the "Ikedaya incident".I blame myself for insisting on coming to Otsu.

She looked at Shedaiba not far away.There was no emotion on Xuedaiba's expressionless face, but her hand that was grasping the tree trunk turned blue and red.

Xiaochun didn't dare to shout out loud. "Don't fight any more, you guys don't fight anymore." This kind of coquettish cry to stop men from fighting is the exclusive right of heroines in idol dramas.The reality is that you can either roll up your sleeves and help out, or call 110 first and then call 120.But it's hard for a clever woman to cook without rice.

If Okita made a mistake here, his group of female fans would still tear her up.My brain is broken so I have to come to Otsu to write about ghosts.

Xiao Chun closed her eyes, she didn't care, she could only gamble.She retreated towards the small dirt cliff behind her, screamed deliberately, then leaned back and rolled down.

The continuous clashing sound of knives covered Xiaochun's shout, but Xuedaiba heard it, and at the same time she saw a shadow of a person disappearing on the edge of the cliff.

Xuedaiba screamed loudly: "My husband, my husband, that lady has fallen." She was a well-bred woman who never spoke loudly, and her voice seemed to have deteriorated over time, and her voice was soft when she shouted.

Your fight to the death continues.No one heard.

Xuedaiba was forced to cry, shrugged his shoulders, and let out a sharp and piercing cry from his chest: "Husband, that lady fell—"

Okita only felt as if he had been stabbed by an invisible knife, and there was a long dull pain from between his eyebrows to his chest.He abruptly withdrew the knife and took a step back. Unable to stabilize his figure, he thrust the knife down and knelt down on one knee.Gathering his mind, he jumped up and rushed down the cliff.Kenshin and Xuedaiba followed closely behind.

It is said that the cliff is just a high hillside, with a section protruding forward, like an inverted chin.The cliff face is covered with thick grass, and there are small flowers with thorns hidden in the grass.When Okita found Xiaochun, the exposed skin on her body was scratched, densely packed on the left and right, like a vase full of cracks that will not be broken.

Okita picked her up and hugged her tightly to his chest, his body trembling as if afraid of the cold.In a daze, Xiaochun felt that the hair on the top of his head was wet and cold.With difficulty, she raised her hand to wipe away tears from Okita: "Don't...don't cry, samurai...samurai don't like to cry. I'm...it's fine, I sprained my ankle...I sprained my ankle."

Xiao Chun's bet was not on whether she would die, but on whether Okita would withdraw from the battle circle and come to find her.Turns out, she won the bet.

Kenshin and Yukidaipa, who were chasing down the cliff, stood aside, Kenshin looked at Yudaiba, and Yukidaiba nodded.Kenshin bent down, and stretched out his hand to Okita and Xiaochun: "Okita-kun, take the miss to my house!"

"Ahhh——" Xiaochun screamed, "It hurts—it hurts!" She leaned back in Okita's arms, straightened her legs and let Jianxin reduce the swelling and bruises for her.Kenshin followed Iizuka's suggestion to pretend to be a drug dealer, and from the outside to the inside, he also treated a few bruises.

"Dear, dear," Xiaochun patted Okita's arm across her chest, "Relax, I'm not dead but you're going to strangle me to death."

With a smile, Jian Xin twisted Xiao Chun's foot left and right, and pressed on the purple-black part.

"Ah——kill me! Kill me!" Xiaochun knew that rolling her eyes was ugly, but she couldn't control it.Clenched nails dug into the flesh of Okita's arm.But Okita still hugged her tightly.

Xiaochun was drenched all over, as if he had just been fished out of the water.She was paralyzed in Okita's arms, looked at Yukiyoshi, and asked feebly: "Miss Yukishiro, giving birth to a baby...does it hurt so much, does it hurt? Ah—it hurts!"

Xuedaiba rolled his eyes, shook his head, and whispered softly: "I'm really sorry, I can't answer Miss, because, because I haven't given birth to a child!"

With a smile on his face, Jian Xin tapped Xiao Chun's serious injury ten or so times.

Xiaochun is not surprised that in the comics, Kenshin and Ba have been married for more than half a year, but they have nothing to do.A few years later, Jian Xin and Xiao Xun soon had a sword path.The blame is to blame He Yue Shenhong, the old thief, for his partiality.

Xiao Chun applied herbal medicine to her injured foot.Xuedaiba was afraid that she would catch cold from inhaling the moisture from her sweaty clothes, so she let her lean against the fire to dry her clothes on a small fire.

Not far away, Kenshin and Okita sat face to face at the small square table, slowly sipping hot tea.The so-called hero must first have a magnanimity and a broad mind.The position is a galaxy in front of the two of them.But at this time, the tea they drank was "Qushui Liushang" pushed by the other party along the stream.

"Your Excellency's swordsmanship is really top-notch! The Shogunate is lucky to have a talent like Your Excellency." Kenshin said.

"No matter how superb the swordsmanship is, if it is involved in disputes, it will only set off a bloodbath and want people to stay away." Okita said.

"Well, what your Excellency said is really similar to what my master said! My master Hiko Seijuro said: 'The sword is a murder weapon, and swordsmanship is a way to kill. No matter what words are used to cover it up, it is the truth." I take it for granted."

"Then why are you an executioner?"

"I would like to contribute a little bit to create a new era. In the new era, people can live and work in peace and contentment, whether farming, business, or politics. Everyone has the freedom to choose. There will be no wars, and no fighting between various forces. And the alternation of the old and the new era can only be stopped by killing, the so-called no breaking, no building."

"Are you sure that the new era must be better than the current shogunate? Why not worse."

"Stand still