[Comprehensive] Teacher Songyang is always committing suicide

(An immortal man?)

An old man with white hair and armor stood in front of him, holding a closed folding fan in his hand, bit by bit.despair.despair.despair.

Time... The time should be after the Sekigahara War, Toyotomi Hideyoshi's forces were completely eradicated, and the Tokugawa Shogunate was established.

(If this is true, what a ridiculous, empty existence.)

His head was pressed to the floor by the generals, and he could only hear the sound of the folding fan lightly hitting the palm of his hand.One click, click.despair.despair.

The old man held the handle of the fan.

(From today, work hard for me.)

(Abandon the name of the past, and end the things of the past.)

(My name is given to you by Tokugawa Ieyasu, the general who conquered barbarians——)

"—Void...!!"

Songyang was suddenly awakened.The crackling sound of the flames licking the trees, the rumbling sound of the hot wind blowing down the houses, and the footsteps of a large number of Naraku coming this way, like a sealed bottle being uncorked, pouring into his brain in full swing.

The time is now 200 years later, and the location is Matsumoto Village in the eastern suburbs of Nagato Hagi Castle.What about the man in front of him with his throat pierced and hoarse?Song Yang tried hard to think, and finally remembered that this was one of Naraku's subordinates at Amaterasu-in.

From the time he saw the row of corpses hanging at the entrance of the village, his consciousness was completely fragmented.Since the birth of Yoshida Shoyang, it was the first time that Xu completely suppressed Shoyang.

He has lived in this village for 5 years.

The owner of the only retail store in the village is Ichiro Yamada, who gave birth to a second granddaughter last year named Suzuko. A great beauty with both talents and looks.

The shopkeeper who often came to knock on the door was called Tomoya Fujiwara, who sold goods all year round in the state.Because there are many children in the village school, sometimes even if the box is heavy, he will remember to bring more candy to Songyang.

In the Nakamura family next to the shrine, the youngest son of the family, Kento, is his student and has a good relationship with Gintoki. When he didn't have the little yellow book of Tintoki, the name of Sage was often written on the back.Now their family was slaughtered, including their dogs. Naraku couldn't find enough rope, so he untied their belts and hung them around their necks, hanging them all at the entrance of the village.The Naluo who was killed by him was stabbed through the throat by him——by Xu when he tied his belt and jumped off the bracket.

Songyang stood in the bloody water with a knife in his hand, unable to even ask "why".Because he knows better than anyone else what kind of assassination force Naraku Amaterasu-in founded by himself is.

Naraku is taken from the "Naraka" in the Buddhist scriptures, and its original meaning is the endless hell that can never be liberated.All the creatures here will break free from the darkness and fall again and again indefinitely.

Tokugawa Ieyasu, who likes to name everything, said:

(What a place that suits you, Xu.)

Narakus with bamboo hats and monk's staff surrounded the place where he was.There were dense figures in the firelight, but no one dared to make a move for a while.

"Xu, we advise you to be captured obediently.

"Amaterasu-in Naraku has received a secret order from Ieyasu at the beginning of its founding. Everything is only for the leader. For generations to come, the position of the leader will never be shaken. However, once the leader defectes, Amaterasu-in Naraku will fall out of the city, no matter how much he pays. The price is to clear all traces left by the leader in the world, and bring the leader back to Tianzhaoyuan for trial.

"If you don't want to hurt the innocent again, I advise the leader to stop here, and we can take orders."

The man in the fire looked dazed, as if he had heard the secret order for the first time; after a while, his hand seemed to loosen again, and the bloody tip of the long knife touched the ground.

Naraku, who was a little closer, breathed a sigh of relief.Just as he was about to step forward to grab someone, the man raised his eyes, but the color of his eyes was different from before; it was some kind of red pupil that was closer to that of a beast.

He asked, "How many people are here today?"

His tone and wording are slightly different from before, and he is more inclined to the familiar leader of Naraku than the soft-spoken Yoshida Matsuyo.Out of loyalty to the old master, a Naluo who followed Xu through life and death many times replied:

"The vanguard, a total of 78 people."

The man couldn't help laughing for a moment, and laughed softly.He picked up the knife, and carefully caressed the back of the knife with his fingertips, his movements were quite nostalgic.

He said softly:

"A mere 78 people dare to come and fight against me—with Xu?"

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Takasugi knew something must be wrong.

That idiot is natural, I don't know what the teacher whispered to him, but he really obediently asked the teacher to leave alone?

Not wanting to waste time on unnecessary disputes, the young man looked coldly at Yinshi talking to the old man and invited them to return to his hometown to visit his relatives, and tried every means to prevent those people from returning to the village. Chased towards the village.

But he didn't expect that what he saw was so close to hell.

From the very beginning, he guessed that Yoshida Shoyo's sword skills were so powerful that it was impossible for him to be an ordinary village school teacher.

As lonely as he is, it is difficult to follow someone wholeheartedly, and it is precisely because of this rebellion that he completely runs counter to the conservative Bushido at home.

But it doesn't matter.

He has his own code of conduct. Since Shinsuke Takasugi is willing to open his mouth to call this teacher, Yoshida Shoyo is the mentor he has followed all his life.A teacher is a teacher, as long as the teacher treats him well, as long as the teacher is willing to guide him, no matter how many secrets the teacher has, he can help the teacher keep it secret.

But this man—let's call the blood-soaked long-haired youth "this man"—once the knife starts killing among the black crows, it will not look like Yoshida Shoyo at all.

It is a [non-human] sword technique.

The same is true for Inorganic eyes, as well as the mocking smile on the corner of his mouth, neither of which is what Yoshida Shoyang would show.In the fierce battle, he was shot in the left arm by a poisonous needle. The man glanced sideways, held the knife in his hand, and cut off his entire arm with one knife.

"False...!"

Even the Narakus around were surprised by it, and even took half a step back unconsciously.The man called "Xu" didn't care, he crossed the long knife with one hand, and chopped off the head of the person closest to him.

"70," he said.He discarded the long knife with a rolled blade, picked up a dagger from the ground, and smoothly cut Naluo's carotid artery behind him. "71."

Takasugi was hidden by the unburned house, and he didn't know how long he watched there—in fact, the battle didn't last long, and even before the battle ended, the man's cut off arm had completely regrown.The white left arm was exposed outside the completely tattered kimono, without a single scar.

When only the corpses were left in the whole scene of the fire, the man slowly pushed the knife into the sheath, and it was still hanging on his waist.As if he had just realized it, Gao Shan took a deep breath, and was immediately spotted by those emotionless red pupils.

"79?"

Reading numbers that Takasugi couldn't understand, the man with blood stained from the top of his hair to his socks walked over.When the blade was pulled out of the scabbard with a hoarse and mocking fricative sound, Takasugi's only sober thought was: this person is definitely not Yoshida Shoyo.He was possessed by a ghost, with sores growing on Songyang's body, a——

"--dirty stuff."

Xu Rare was stunned for a moment, and raised a slender eyebrow, as if he had been elicited into a slight smile.The young man seemed suddenly enraged, and drew out the knife without fear; however, the long knife was only half drawn, and the point of Xu's knife had already pierced the skin of his throat.

However, in the next second, the tip of the knife was quickly retracted, and the wrist holding the knife seemed to be broken, bent at a strange angle, and sent the long knife into Xu's abdomen.

"……Humph."

Xu loosened the handle of the knife, showing a very impatient expression.

He still had a knife stuck in his stomach, so he turned around and rummaged through the corpse for other weapons, as if he was really planning to fight himself.After taking two steps, his body suddenly fell down, and his knees fell to the ground.

He knelt like that for a while, then slowly bent down, with his head on the ground, and began to pull out the long knife in his body.Just by observing the degree of muscle spasm, Takasugi concluded that his body still felt pain, but because the trauma was so frequent that the nerves were numb, so he seemed painless.

After drawing the knife, the man turned his head and looked towards Takasugi, his eyes were light green like a field in early spring amidst the bright and dark flames.

Takasugi sat down against the wall as if he had lost his strength.

"Yoshida Shoyang," he pointed to his bleeding throat, and even smiled, "I'm hurt here."