Devil Gaiden

With Yin Shi beside Haijiang, Gui took a deep breath, trying to calm down the oppressive feeling in his chest, but that hopeless suffocation still haunted him.

"Teacher Songyang..." Muttering these words, after many years, as soon as Gao Shan closes his eyes, that elegant and handsome face will appear in Gao Shan's mind. That person seems to be still standing on the country road, looking back Come on, show him a gentle smile.

"However, we can't wait any longer. You also know that there has been no movement from the shogunate for almost half a year, so many team members have already slacked off. Without the shogunate taking the initiative to provoke the war, they will just stay in the garrison now It’s okay to fight against the shogunate, but if the purpose is only to save Mr. Songyang? It’s impossible to rush to the front line with me! I, we should... "Hold your elbows on the table , Takasugi bowed his head deeply, inserted his fingers into his hair and tore in pain, and a heavy moan escaped from his throat.

Shaking his head, Gui didn't know how to comfort Gao Shan anymore.

Yeah, what are they going to do next?Even he himself can't tell.

At this juncture, reason and emotion began to run counter to each other. Compared with rectifying the internal affairs, he was more eager to rescue Teacher Songyang, but if the team structure was unstable, raising troops would become a dream...

Contradictions were born.

According to the common sense, to fight against the outside world, we must first secure the inside, and we must first eliminate the factors of chaos in the team, so that with a solid foundation, we can safely go to the shogunate to rescue Mr. Songyang.Otherwise, their team consisting of many sub-teams would be like a weak guy with an unstable foot, and would be easily crushed by external forces.

However, if you want to sort out the chaotic internal changes, there is not enough time at all. Before that, Teacher Songyang will die.

But if they were desperate, and the four of them led their respective troops to join together, regardless of the lack of troops, how would the team members under their jurisdiction feel about this trip?Moreover, I was afraid that there would be a sudden mutiny in the rear on the way to the expedition.

Actually, at this point in time, he announced that he would ask Teacher Zhan Songyang in advance. This timing is really clever...

As a result, the result of repeated discussions was that they had to face a cruel reality.

The probability of Mr. Songyang being rescued is very small...

"It doesn't matter! I must rescue Teacher Songyang!" Clenching his fist and pounding on the table, Gao Shan's bloodshot eyes began to flicker with frantic blood. "When the time comes, I will lead the ghost soldiers to rush forward, no, even if they don't support me, retreat and run away, even if I am the only one left, this body becomes tattered and bloody, My footsteps will never stop!"

The determination has been made, as firm as a rock, and it cannot be shaken.

"Don't just call yourself so cool, include me too! I'm not a coward who would run away." Finally he spoke, meeting Takasugi's firm gaze, Gintoki smiled at him.

No one will shrink back. The discussion tonight has confirmed the determination to save Teacher Songyang. No matter whether it is possible or not, we just want to move towards the goal we set. Buried deep in their hearts first, they each returned to their bedrooms, worrying all night.

However, compared to the few people tossing and turning on the couch, Haijiang who returned to the bedroom did not spread out the neatly folded quilt, but walked to the window, where the cool evening breeze flowed from the open window. Slowly blowing in from the glass windows, the silky velvet curtains rippled slightly.

Looking up at the bright full moon hanging high in the night sky, the slight sense of fatigue that was left in those bright eyes was instantly swept away, and it was as clear and clear as a bright mirror, as if the dazed look of the past few months It was just an illusion like a mirage, and at this moment, she had turned back into the radiant witch before.

Looking down the window, she listened quietly to the chirping of the nightingale for a while. Taking advantage of the fact that there was no one around, she jumped onto the window sill, jumped towards the roof slanting in front, and landed on the paving bricks and tiles soundlessly.

Her movements were smooth without the slightest stagnation. Her whole body turned into a dark shadow like a demon, blending into the vast night. Her figure was as dexterous as a flying bird. People mistakenly think that some nocturnal birds are passing by in a hurry.

The silver-eyed demon was with the dark night, accompanied by the night wind, and ran towards her night travel destination at an unimaginable speed.

The huge building towered high in the darkness, gradually revealing a gloomy outline in front of the eyes, as if emitting the dead air of countless people who died wronged, making the air around it even more gloomy.

Inside, Teacher Songyang was imprisoning them.

Even in the middle of the night when he was supposed to be asleep, he was still sitting in front of a small table with his back straight.

Through the iron grid of the cage, looking inward by the flickering orange candlelight, compared with the past memory, his slightly swaying back looks much thinner, but the handsome side face is the same as before, setting off the The faint smile on the corner of his lips made people feel more familiar and friendly.

Under the misty light, Mr. Songyang rubbed his sore eyes, and wrote down the last word on the letter paper with a brush. The inkblot blows gently.

Although he knew that the chance of sending this letter was extremely slim, he still couldn't help but write. This is his most sincere confession. No matter what, he wants to convey it to...

Thinking silently, suddenly, the thick ink smell lingering on the tip of the nose lightened a little, and instead mixed with a little scent like the fragrance of flowers, just smelling that little bit, I felt a lot calmer, like a stroll Feel comfortable in the sea of ​​fragrant flowers.

However, compared to him, the reactions of the nearby felons who were also imprisoned seemed a bit strange.

Because they were about to be interrogated and beheaded together with him, they tossed and turned and couldn't sleep tonight, but not long after the wonderful fragrance wafted, snoring started to spread around them, and they all fell asleep with their pillows on their arms.

Even the guards who were walking back and forth with their eyes wide open a moment ago slowly leaned against the iron bars, nodded their heads, closed their eyes and fell asleep.

While he was thinking, a series of steady footsteps came from a distance in the corridor, it was the sound of leather boots hitting the stone pavement, accompanied by a slender figure slowly emerging.

With black hair reaching to her waist and a beautiful figure, she is surprisingly more beautiful than the still immature girl a few years ago.

However, no matter how her appearance changes, he can recognize her at a glance just by those mysterious silver eyes.

Cruel and cold, with ruthless objectivity, those eyes are far beyond ordinary people, and now they stab at him without personal affection and without warmth.

"I thought I would at least see the teacher for the last time, so I came in on my own initiative." Standing in front of the prison door, Haijiang put one hand on the cold iron bars, and looked at Teacher Songyang. "If I don't take advantage of this time tonight, I'm afraid I won't be able to catch up for one more night... No, it might be too absolute..." Turning her head and looking around at the sleeping prisoners and jailers, she said leisurely: "The turning point is actually still firmly in your hands. As you can see, I can invade this so-called iron-walled prison without a single soldier. Similarly, I can also take you out unscathed."

Hearing this, facing the glimmer of life in front of him, Mr. Songyang stared closely at those unpredictable silver eyes. In the end, as if he had seen through thousands of things in the world, he smiled lightly and shook his head.

"Can you rescue them all?"

Hearing the sound, Haijiang took a step back and spread his arms like a bird spreading its wings, with the same bright smile on his face.

"What do they have to do with me? But there are so many people, all of them are people with the same ideals and aspirations as you, and they are fighting for it together. You may be the only one who can be rescued, and only you !"

"Then, I'll stay." Turning his back, Teacher Songyang walked towards the low table in the corner of the cage, on which the black ink on the letter paper had dried completely.

One person escaped from birth and lived for the rest of his life?

He can't do it.

Unswervingly determined and the awareness to sacrifice his life, he already had it.

There is no persuasion, no sadness, she is just like a bystander who has already known the answer, silently watching everything that is inevitable.

"To be honest, the teacher doesn't want you to follow my path. Everyone's life should have its own trajectory, not the shadow of others, nor the copy of others, and I don't want to take your life away because of me. The happiness that should have been taken away. So, stop..." A few drops of tears fell between the lines.With trembling hands, he carefully folded the letter and put it in the envelope.Pressing the pale envelope close to his chest, he sighed a few times, and said softly with sobs: "Even if you forget me, throw away the memories of the past, there is still time to turn around now, and you should go on the road again." Let’s go the way. For those left in the past, as long as there is me alone, that’s enough.”

Handing out the envelope, Teacher Songyang forced a smile.

"No matter how long it has been, in my eyes, you are all the children who have been with me for many years. But among the four, he is the only one who makes me feel uneasy..." He burst into tears, but he still tried his best to maintain a smile, hurriedly He raised his sleeves and wiped away his tears. "Gakasugi, he is different from you... Please keep this letter for me until the right time