[Comprehensive] Love and Hunter

Chapter 157 157

Purgatory House is on the east side of the town, next to the medical hall on the left, and a beef don shop in front.On the wooden longhouse door hung a wooden signboard with surnames on it, and the word "Purgatory" on it was traced in thick silver-colored ink, which was very conspicuous.The ground at the entrance is covered with blue ashlar stones, and two pits have been stamped out by years of trampling. It must be something very old. Like this whole purgatory house, it has an aging atmosphere.

It seems that the purgators should have lived here for generations.

The wooden door creaked open, and a young man's face poked out from behind them.After seeing Xing Shoulang outside the door, the boy showed a look of surprise: "Brother, you are back!"

I don't know if it was because of the surprise, but the boy's eyes flickered, as if he was about to shed tears.This young man is very similar to the one born by Lian Ji Xing Shou Lang, but much younger. He wears a small-sleeved kimono with the cuffs rolled up and tied to his shoulders, a single hakama, and wooden clogs.

"Well, I'm back." Xingshoulang reached out and touched the boy's furry head, and stepped into the house, "Qianjulang, is everything okay at home?"

The young man named Purgatory Qianshoulang nodded with tears in his eyes, and a big smile appeared on his face: "Everything is fine, and my father has a good temper recently. It will be even better when my brother is back."

After finishing speaking, Qianshoulang realized that there was a guest behind Xingshoulang, and he asked with some doubts: "Ah... who is this guest? Huh? Why did you wrap your face up? Did you get hurt?"

The wrapped Yuna struggled to raise a hand from under the cloak, and shook it towards the suspected purgatory Qianjurou, and said, "Excuse me, I'm Ukita."

Xing Shoulang smiled heartily and said, "Oh, this is our guest. Her name is Yu Xita, and she will stay at our house for a while until her family comes to pick her up."

Senshouro hurriedly bowed politely: "It's our first meeting, Ms. Ukita! Are you... are you injured? Do you need to treat the wound?"

Xing Shoulang laughed: "No, she's just too cold! She was attacked by a ghost, and ran out in a hurry without any clothes, so she had to wrap herself in a cloak first. By the way, I'm so hungry. Is there anything to eat?" When he heard that his elder brother was hungry, Qianshourou hurriedly shrugged his shoulders and wiped away his tears of joy with his stacked sleeves, ran towards the house, and rushed to open the door for his elder brother: "Of course there is food Yes! I wait for my brother to come home every day."

Yuna pulled the cloak off her face, revealing her eyes so she could see her way and avoid tripping as she stepped on the floor.She bent down towards Brother Purgatory, said "Excuse me" again, and then followed into the house.

"Come in, please come in!" Senshouro warmly welcomed his brother's guests.

Purgatory House is very big, it is a traditional Zhuangzi surrounded by longhouses, there are three or four courtyards in front and back, the rain-proof eaves protruding from the corridor are covered with moss, and the cedar trees planted in the courtyard at the entrance are extraordinarily tall and green The dense willow branches hang down gently, creating a whole shade.However, such a big house is very quiet, except for the rustling footsteps of a few people, there is no other sound, obviously not many people live here.

Xingjurou was hungry, so he went to the kitchen to find food first, while Senjurou led Yuna to change clothes.

"There is no woman in my family. My mother died of illness very early, and we have no sisters, so the clothes at home are all

For men, it belongs to brother and father, please forgive me. "

Across a sliding door, Senshouro's short figure was reflected on the paper gauze of the door leaf.His voice was a little eager and shy, and at the end he bowed rather embarrassedly.The shadow of bowing is reflected on the door leaf, like a small willow tree.

Yuna was busy putting on clothes, and when she heard the words, she quickly said: "Where is there, Mr. Purgatory is willing to take me in, I am very grateful." After speaking, she fastened her belt and pushed open the sliding door.

wow——

The door leaf moved away, Purgatory Senjurou stood outside the door uncomfortably, his two little hands clenched together.Seeing her coming out, he raised his head apprehensively, but froze for a moment when he saw the face of the guest.

"Ah...Miss Ukita..." Poor Senjuro didn't know what to say.

The guest came in with his head covered, and Senjuro could only see the outline of one person.Now that she had lifted her brother's cloak and revealed her own face, Senjuro realized that she was a rather beautiful woman.No, it might not be enough to say "beautiful", like an amber moon floating on the sea.

Senshouro has been to the beach once or twice, and he always thinks that the moon reflected in the sea should be the most beautiful thing in the world.It would be great if everyone could walk along the seaside at night and admire the moon in peace and carefree.The only shortcoming is that this beautiful young lady is wearing the clothes of her elder brother Purgatory Kyojuro—a somewhat old gray tea-colored kimono with small sleeves, because the elder brother tied up the cuffs during sword practice all the year round, causing the cuffs of the clothes to be worn out with a circle of rope Prints; the same is true for the lower hakama, the folds have long been loosened, and some of the colors have faded after being washed.

"What's the matter? Did I wear it backwards?" Seeing Qianshoulang staring at her in a daze, Yuna picked up her clothes awkwardly and examined herself.

- isn't it?Although she is not a person of this era, she still has no problem wearing a kimono.After all, she used to wear these every day in the Warring States Period and in the Muye Village of Laoshizi, so that she couldn't even tell the difference between the inside and the outside.

"No!" Senshouro shook his head quickly and said, "Come here, Miss Ukita must be hungry too? Lunch is ready."

The boy led the way and led her through the long corridor.The room is very big, and the corridor seems to have no end. In the distance, there is an open space for fencing practice in the other corner of the yard. A row of bamboo knives are hanging on a wooden stand.

"Mr. Purgatory's house is so big," she looked around, "Are you the only ones living here?"

"Yes." Senshouro nodded, and introduced the family, "Now there are only father, elder brother and me. Our purgatory family has hunted ghosts for generations, and the heads of generations are the 'flame pillars' of the ghost killing team. Ms. Ukita Do you know 'Pillar'?"

Yuna nodded: "Is it the most powerful swordsman in the Ghost Killing Squad?"

Speaking of this, Qianshou Lang became excited, his eyes lit up with stars: "Yes, brother is a very powerful ghost hunter. He inherited his father's sword skills and became a pillar of flame. The flame of our purgatory family The breathing swordsmanship has existed since the Warring States Period, and it has been passed down for many generations..."

It seems that Qianshou Lang adores himself as Yan Zhu's elder brother.

"Then, Senshouro will also become a powerful ghost hunter in the future?" She smiled and asked the longing young man, "Like your brother."

Senshouro froze for a moment, his eyes that were originally full of stars dimmed

go down.He shook his head and said, "I can't be a ghost hunter."

"Huh?" Yuna was a little surprised.

"I don't have the talent for swordsmanship, neither can I learn the breath of flame, nor can I change the color of the Japanese sword." Qianjulang seemed to be particularly sensitive, his voice was a little low, and there was a faint glimmer of water in his eyes, "Originally, I am I want to be my brother's 'stepson' and inherit everything from him...but I don't have that kind of talent and I can't be a ghost hunter."

Having said that, Yuna was in a hurry, trying to comfort Senjurou, but she didn't know what the rules of their ghost killing team were, and she was afraid that Di would accidentally jump up in the minefield.In the end, she had no choice but to follow Xing Shoulang's example, patted the boy's head, and said, "Don't worry, you're still young."

Senjuro's hair is very fluffy, and it feels like touching a big golden lion, which feels very good.I don't know if his brother's head feels the same way when touched?

After being patted on the head two or three times, Senjurou's disappointment dissipated, and his young face turned slightly red.

"Miss Ukita..." Senshouro wiped away the tears that welled up in his eyes, and showed a boyish smile again, "I'm not worried either. Someone will inherit the breath of flame, even if I can't become the heir, brother Future children can too."

After talking, the two went to the dining room.Before entering the house, I heard a strange sound——

"good to eat!"

"delicious!"

"Delicious! So delicious! Delicious!"

"good to eat!"

Yuna: ...?

Senshouro was obviously used to it, he opened the door and explained with a smile, "It's brother!"

Sure enough, behind the door was Purgatory Xing Shoulang sitting cross-legged in front of the low coffee table, holding his rice bowl and eating happily.There are many dishes on the coffee table. In addition to the common foods such as plum rice, pickled radish, tofu miso soup, fried snapper with green onions, there are also bean paste buns.But the red bean paste buns were also cut into nine small pieces and sprinkled with green onions for seasoning, which was a kind of funny.

Xingshoulang put down the rice bowl in his hand, looked up and saw Yuna coming, and nodded: "Yes! This suit is very suitable. Ukita, come and have dinner with me, my brother's cooking tastes very good!"

There were still a few white grains of rice on the corner of his mouth, which made him not have the majesty of Yanzhu, even though he was still wearing the uniform of the Ghost Slayer Squad.

"Brother, there are grains of rice on my lips..." Qianshou Lang obviously couldn't see him being so embarrassing in front of the guests, and reminded him in a low voice.But the reminder was useless, Xing Shoulang picked up the next bowl of rice, and the rice grains on his face increased instead of decreasing.

Yuna ignored the rice grains on Xing Shoulang's face, and said with a smile: "Then excuse me."

As Xing Shoulang said, Senshouro's cooking skills are really good.Anyway, Yuna thinks her cooking skills are much better than hers. She only knows how to order basic dishes, which is enough for the elderly in the Warring States Period, but not enough for the Taisho Era.By the way, she thinks the tastiest buns are the tastiest, but the buns are bought fresh in the town, so it's not included in Qianjulang's culinary skills.

After dinner, Xing Shoulang put down his chopsticks and said, "Is father resting? I want to report to him the number of evil spirits I killed during this trip."

Senshouro glanced in a certain direction, and lowered his voice: "Father should have sobered up. Brother can go." After a pause, he reminded again, "Don't forget to change the uniform of the Demon Slayer Squad, it's time to wash it

! ”

Yuna looked at the two brothers and just thought it was very funny.Although the younger brother Senshouro is young, he has taken on the responsibility of taking care of the whole family. He is really a good seedling of a good wife and mother.He's sure to be a great male mom in the future (...).

"Do you want to do laundry? Let me help too." Yuna asked softly.

"How can I do that!" Qian Shoulang immediately refused, "You are a guest!"

"Anyway, I have nothing to do when I'm free." Yuna smiled, "Living at your house is already very disturbing, so come and help me."

Senshouro could no longer refuse, so he agreed to her request.

Xing Shoulang brought back two suits of clothes from this mission, all packed in a suitcase.Because the task of hunting ghosts is very hard, most of the time the ghost hunters wear the uniform of the ghost slaying team from head to toe, sweating and bleeding, and find water to bathe and wash clothes in place. The conditions are very difficult but have to be overcome.Only Xing Shoulang's mission this time is relatively close, and in the town, there is a hotel where he can stay, and he can bring such inconvenient things as a suitcase.

Together with Senshouro, Yuna washed and rubbed the clothes that Kyojuro brought back, as well as the clothes of the father and son of the purgatory family, and pulled up a rope to dry in the courtyard.

The air is full of the aroma of soap locust, and a row of open kimonos hangs on the thin long rope, fluttering and swaying in the wind, which looks quite fulfilling.

"Next..." Qianshoulang sat down by the eaves, took out his brother's clothes, "I need to sew this up. Last time when my brother practiced swords, the clothes were scratched by the bamboo sword, and I haven't had time to mend them."

He was clutching a dark red shirt of his elder brother Xing Shoulang, squinting his eyes, struggling with the needle and thread, the scene was very virtuous.But Senshouro seemed to be a little bit hard on the needle and thread. After wearing it for a long time, he couldn't get the thread into the eye of the needle, and almost hurt his hand.

Because it was in front of the guests, the little boy blushed anxiously and almost cried again. "Please let me try." Yuna said with a smile.

She took the needle and thread from Qianshoulang's hand, folded the end of the thread, and said softly: "It is difficult to pass through the needle hole with a loose end of thread. Folding it like this will make it much more convenient." .”

Chishouro blinked and took a closer look, sure enough.The end of the tantrum thread in his hand fell into the guest's hand, and obediently passed through the eye of the needle.Yuna, on the other hand, laid Xingjurou's clothes on her knees, and deftly passed the thread through the hole that needed to be mended.

"Miss Ukita is really amazing!" Senshouro squatted beside her with his face in his hands, and admired in a low voice, "Although I often do housework, I am still not good at things like needlework. Because none of the men in the family know , I just got some experience from the proprietress of the beef donburi shop... What did Ms. Ukita do in the past? A tailor?"

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Ah, who would have thought that her initial career in this world would be a white and rich Chinese lady who never touches the sun?

The only thing to blame is that the mission experience in the previous few worlds has smoothed her delicate edges and corners, allowing her to enter the kitchen stove to burn firewood, and retreat to do laundry and mop the floor.Work, make people change, and make people quit smoking...

"I can only sew clothes in an ordinary way. I don't have the dexterous hands of a tailor." She lowered her head and concentrated on sewing the clothes that belonged to Xing Shoulang. out

kind of.I can play some musical instruments, but I haven't practiced for a long time, so my hands are very rusty now. "

"Music instrument!" Senshouro's eyes lit up, "What kind of instrument is it? Shamisen, or Satsuma biwa?"

"Er... have you ever heard of violins and pianos?" she asked.

"???" Ten question marks appeared on the top of Qianshoulang's head, "Is it a Western musical instrument? It's amazing!"

"Hahahaha... yes."

Yuna was also a little helpless.The musical instrument she had learned since she was a child had no chance to touch it after she became the devil's wage earner.Connecting two non-modern eras, she has never seen a violin at all.Even the skills cultivated since childhood are all discarded.

"Miss Ukita must have been the eldest lady of a rich family before." Senshouro said suddenly, "It seems that she feels... very noble."

This is true of the manner in which one speaks, the diction used, and the manner in which one walks.That must be a habit that can only be cultivated after more than ten years of affluent life.Girls from poor families or warrior families have to work and hold swords all day long, so they don't have the energy to pay attention to whether they are hunched over or whether their eyes are looking straight ahead.

"The eldest lady of a rich family...? It was a long time ago." Yuna looked up at the sky, thinking of her real family, "but not now, and I haven't seen my family for a long, long time." She Now he's just a lowly wage earner for the devil king.

Senshouro heard this, and his heart trembled a little.

It turned out that the family was in trouble, so Ms. Ukita must have had a very difficult life.

While the two were talking, they suddenly heard the crisp sound of dishes breaking from inside the room.Immediately, there was an angry middle-aged man's voice: "Ah! What's the matter? Killing ghosts is a big deal?! What Yanzhu, what ghost killing team, don't be so self-righteous!"

Then, there was a heavy "bang", which should be the sound of closing the door.

"……Eh?"

"Ah... I'm sorry." Qian Shoulang's expression became a little gloomy, "It's because father drank too much again. Father will be like this when he is drunk, please forgive me. But he usually doesn't go out of his room, so he won't hurt you .”

"Ah...it's okay." Yuna was a little taken aback.

The purgatory family has hunted ghosts for generations, and the father of Xingshoulang and Qianshoulang should also be Yan Zhu of the previous generation, and the former ghost hunter is.Judging from the tone just now, that person seems to hate the Demon Slayer Squad...

Hey, this is a family matter, so she can't think too much about it.

As she was thinking like this, she saw Purgatory Xingshourou walking through the corridor towards the courtyard.Although he had just been scolded by his father, he didn't show any disappointment at all. He still had a bright smile on his face, looking like sunshine, and he wasn't affected by his drunken father at all.

"Brother, are you alright?" Qianjuro asked in a low voice.

"Well, it's okay." Xing Shoulang nodded.He turned his head and saw the clothes on Yuna's lap, and showed a very appreciative expression, "Ukita, I didn't expect you to sew clothes! You are quite good."

Yuna lifted up the dark red top and shook it: "Mr. Purgatory, this hole has been mended, but if you shake the cuffs vigorously, it will still be torn. When you work in the future, Remember to tuck up your sleeves."

Xing Shoulang was taken aback when he heard that.

Although Yuna's tone is very gentle

, but he always felt that he was being punished...

The afternoon passed quickly, and Yuna and Senjuro cooked dinner together.Senshouro and Xingshoulang's father had to cook a dinner alone, and Senshouro would send it over; the rest of the dinner was eaten together—mackerel, fried tofu, and plain noodles. It's delicious, and I go to the town to buy freshly made ones for several days.

Because Purgatory House is very big, the room she borrowed is also very spacious.However, this room was obviously empty for many, many years, and she and Senjuro cleaned up a pile of dust, and ventilated for a long time before the stale smell dissipated.After rushing down this day, I took a hot bath and finally relieved my fatigue.

As she was about to go to bed, Yuna heard footsteps thumping in the hallway.She pushed open the sliding door and poked her head out, only to see two brothers from the Purgatory family, each holding a white pillow, chasing trouble in the corridor.

"What are you doing...?" She was a little puzzled.

"Oh, it's Ukita, can't you sleep too?" Kyojuro in pajamas put his feet on his hips, with a soft white pillow under his arm, "I'm using the pillow to train Senjuro's swordsmanship. Do you want to come together? We'll fight with pillows."

As he said that, his younger brother Qianshou Lang also turned around holding the pillow: "Fight with the pillow!"

"???"

Seeing Brother Purgatory being so excited, she was too embarrassed to refuse, so she went back to the room and hugged her pillow.

Although she also joined this pillow fight, she didn't know the rules at all. She only saw the purgatory brothers in the corridor holding pillows, arms flying up and down, you stabbing me and stepping, and the pillows were flying around.

Yuna stood close, and was almost hit by the pillow twice, so she hugged the pillow and avoided carefully.Seeing this, Xing Shoulang attacked his younger brother and asked, "Ukita, why didn't you attack us? We can't win like this!"

Yuna: "Ah... ah? I'm afraid I'll hit you..."

Xing Shoulang laughed: "The purpose is to hit us, what are you afraid of!"

After speaking, he took the pillow and called Yuna directly.Yuna only felt that her eyes were blank, and then her face was covered by Xingjurou's pillow, and Xingjulang's laughter could be heard next to her ear: "I will treat you as an evenly matched opponent, and I will use my full strength to fight you dignifiedly." duel!"

Senshouro whispered next to him: "Wait! Brother, if you exert your full strength, Ms. Ukita will definitely fail! She is just an ordinary girl..."

Xing Shoulang: "Hahahahahahaha! Let's fight! Let's fight!"

Yuna: ...

You, straight guy?

/ / /

The night is dark, and a crescent moon hangs in the sky.In the middle of the forest, the water of the lake is icy cold.

Ji Guoyansheng stood by the lake, his eyes fell on the lake with fallen leaves.The bottom of the lake is not deep, and the water is probably just enough to cover a person's waist.At the bottom of the pile of leaves and dead twigs lay a faded golden hairpin.Due to the erosion of the lake, several pieces of the already fragile gold leaf have fallen off.

He looked at the center of the lake silently, and slowly stepped into the icy water with his warrior straw shoes.

◎The author has something to say:

You must be brave, you must be brave, please rest assured the organization, but he is still in line.

Brother Purgatory is really delicious, I have to write for a few more days, 8 sorry.

ps: As usual in this article, the characters in the original work do not die, and Ms. U will be the one who dies the fastest and earliest.

Several pieces of the already fragile gold leaf had fallen off.

He looked at the center of the lake silently, and slowly stepped into the icy water with his warrior straw shoes.

The author has something to say: You must be voluntary, you must be voluntary, please rest assured the organization, but he is still in the queue.

Brother Purgatory is really delicious, I have to write for a few more days, 8 sorry.

ps: As usual in this article, the characters in the original work do not die, and Ms. U will be the one who dies the fastest and earliest.