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Chapter 161 161
When Xing Shoulang returned home, his expression had returned to normal.
"I'm back." With a smile on his face, he walked towards Yuna through the greenery cast by cedar trees.
She is still sitting under the eaves mending clothes, but the work in hand has finished, and she is tying the thread ends.Hearing Xing Shoulang's voice, she raised her head, rolled her eyes with a smile, and said, "What did Mr. Purgatory do?"
Xing Shoulang knelt down beside her and said, "I went to the medical clinic to do some business, and I went to see Sunflower on the way."
"It turns out that you are also a playful person." After she finished speaking, she lowered her head again.The black thread nimbly circled around the fingertips before being pulled together.You're done, the opening that was originally split was pieced together, and it looks normal.She handed the mended uniform of the Demon Slayer Squad to Xing Julang, and said, "Here, it has been mended. However, it is not as good as the original one, and it may be a little smaller."
"Ah...it's okay. Thank you." Xing Julang took his uniform with a hesitant tone.
"What's the matter?" She carefully noticed Xing Shoulang's hesitation, blinked her eyes lightly, and asked, "Is there anything wrong?"
"It's nothing," Xing Shoulang said dryly in his throat.
He did have a lot of things he wanted to ask, such as——are you really married to Yu Mao?Are you really his wife?
However, after thinking about it, there is no need to ask these questions at all.The answer must be yes, she is married to Yumao Tianyuan and is Yumao Tianyuan's wife.
In the end, he just showed a hearty smile and asked, "I'm just curious, how did you and Yuhao meet? I remember that he came from a very powerful ninja family; the previous three wives seemed to be ordered by the family Married ninjas."
Yuna was silent for a while.
Well, Mr. Purgatory asked a good question.She couldn't answer honestly, did she agree to be Yu Mao's fourth wife because of her poor body?That also sounds outrageous. (But she herself is outrageous, the devil is also outrageous, and everyone is outrageous, so she forgave herself.)
"Master Tianyuan... extended a helping hand to me who was homeless and homeless." She showed a look of longing, and began to beautify the love between herself and Yuhao Tianyuan (wife), "Because of the ghost, I can't stay in the house." At home, relatives also ran away. Lord Tianyuan took me in and gave me a place to live. Later, I married him."
Purgatory Xingshoulang listened, his smile did not change, and he said slowly: "That's right..."
He could feel a ray of light in his heart slowly dimming.But it's a good thing.That thought shouldn't have existed in the first place, and it would be best for me, Ukita, and Yumao if I could get rid of it as soon as possible.
"You must love your husband very much." Xing Shoulang said with an upright expression, "Yu Mao is a powerful person, you will be happy if you stay by his side."
"Yes." Yuna nodded, "I was so convinced that I agreed to marry Lord Tianyuan."
"If you have children in the future, you will definitely become an outstanding person." Xing Shoulang was not stingy with his blessings.
"Ah... child, child? I haven't thought about such a long time ago." Yuna said, "Besides, Lord Tianyuan is very busy
, Always perform tasks in dangerous places.It's enough for me to be by his side once in a while. "
"Really?" Xing Shoulang said, "Don't worry, even if it's for his family, he will survive."
As if grateful for his comfort, the woman smiled lightly at him, with sparkles in her eyes: "I hope so."
It's a pretty smile, but Xing Shoulang understands that the smile didn't bloom because of him.
So much the better.
He realized that the light that shouldn't exist in his heart had almost dimmed, which made him heave a sigh of relief.
Things that shouldn't be done, even thoughts shouldn't exist - this is the principle that Purgatory Xingshourou has always upheld.
Qianshoulang's distant voice came over: "Dinner is about to be served——Miss Ukita, brother, dinner is about to be served."
"Let's go." Xing Shoulang stood up, "I don't know what to eat for lunch today?"
He took two steps towards the restaurant when he was stopped by the woman behind him.
"Mr. Purgatory."
"Huh?" Xing Shoulang turned sideways.
"Is that sunflower field still open?" she asked.
"Yes."
"Then, I hope to see such beautiful sunflowers in the coming year." She said with a smile, "...Okay, let's go."
Xing Shoulang looked at the back of her walking in front with a dazed expression.
At this moment, he noticed that the beam of light in his heart that shouldn't exist and was finally dimmed and extinguished seemed to be beating and brightening again, and the light was bigger and more transparent.
"Mr. Purgatory?" Sensing that Kyojuro had been standing there, Yuna turned her head suspiciously, only to see Kyojuro staring at the empty corridor for a long time inexplicably.His cheerful, flawless smile seemed to be a mask, always hanging on Xing Shoulang's face.
"Ah...it's okay, let's go eat." He replied.
Lunch is soba noodles, and the red bean paste buns have finally disappeared.It's rare that Xing Shoulang didn't bury his face in the rice bowl and make a "delicious, delicious" sound, which is quite rare.
After lunch, Xing Shoulang went to his father to report the results of this mission as usual, and it was expected that the father and son might have some quarrel.Senshouro enthusiastically took out the half-made kite he had made, and pasted the kite surface with paper.
This is a kite in the shape of a catfish. The long whiskers of the catfish are cut out of Mutsu colored paper, sprinkled with crystal clear powder.Senshouro has many such kites; but he doesn't have much chance to go out to play, and more often, he just stays at home, doing housework or practicing swordsmanship.
Even if he doesn't have the talent for swordsmanship, Senjuro will still get up in the morning to sneak a bamboo sword for a while, and then put it back before his father wakes up from the hangover, so as not to be reprimanded.
"Miss Ukita, can I ask you a question?" The boy lowered his head and brushed the surface of the kite with pulp, his voice serious.
"What?" Yuna sat sideways beside him, handing him a brush with paint on it.
"Miss Yukita thinks... what kind of person is brother?" Qianshoulang held the kite, raised his face smeared with bright red paint, and looked at her expectantly.
"You said Master Kyojuro..." Yuna rubbed her chin and thought seriously, "Master Kyojuro is a very responsible, enthusiastic and sincere person.
Sincere man. "Her hands were also stained with paint. If she didn't pay attention, the red paint was smeared on the smooth skin of her chin, but she didn't realize it.
"Then...Miss Ukita thinks, brother will be a good husband?" Qianshou Lang's eyes became brighter.
"Eh? Why do you ask me that?" She was a little puzzled.
"Ah, I really want to see my brother's child sooner." Qianshoulang showed annoyed expression, "I don't have the talent for swordsmanship, but brother's breathing swordsmanship needs to be passed on to younger generations. And, if brother If I had kids, I wouldn't be the youngest in the family..."
It turned out that he had such a naive idea.Yuna couldn't help laughing.
"He must be a good husband." Yuna handed the paintbrush to Chijuro, "He will definitely be the pride of his wife, neighbors, and family. After all, everyone respects him so much."
Hearing what Yuna said, Senshouro seemed very satisfied, and muttered in a small voice: "I really want to see my brother marry a wife and have children soon."
Across a corridor, there was a faint "嗙" sound, which seemed to be the sound of Xing Shoulang's father slamming the door.Just by listening to the irritable noise, one can tell that the father and son are in conflict again.It's just "trouble", but it's just Xing Shoulang's father's unilateral venting. Xing Shoulang never refute and quarrel, he will only tolerate his father's anger as much as possible.
Probably because his belief is extremely firm, even if others refute and accuse him, he will not be shaken.So, it doesn't matter about these quarrels.
Not long after, Xing Shoulang's figure appeared in front of the moving door.He pushed open the paper door, and saw the worried faces of his younger brother and guests, and hurriedly replied, "Father didn't say anything, he just went back to drink."
Chijuro breathed a sigh of relief.Immediately, the young man who loved to worry about his elder brother laughed: "Brother, Miss Yukita said that you will be a good husband in the future. When will I be able to see your child?"
Hearing what his younger brother said, Xing Shoulang was stunned for a moment, and immediately stretched out his hand and began to rub the top of his brother's furry head: "You are still young, why do you start thinking about these things? Don't worry about these things."
"Brother, brother, but..." Senshourou's rumpled hair turned into an owl's nest, a little aggrieved, "Miss Yukita really said that..."
Xing Shou Lang was slightly startled when he heard the words, and gradually let go of Qian Shou Lang's head.
Looking at his younger brother's face and seeing the hopeful brilliance in his eyes, he knew that his younger brother Qianshoulang very much hoped that Ukita would stay, and even said that he hoped that Ukita would marry him, but this was impossible.
Perhaps, he should let Qianshoulang know about this earlier.Thinking of this, Xing Shou Lang sighed, and said: "I forgot to tell you earlier, Sen Shou Lang; Ukita is already married. Don't ask such impolite questions in the future, it will make the guests angry."
——Ukita is already married.Don't ask such impolite questions in the future, it will make the guests angry.
A very simple and straightforward sentence, without any ambiguous doubts; but it fell into the ears of the young Senshouro, but it was tantamount to thunder on the ground.The kite in his hand fell down, his mouth stammered, and he was a little speechless.
"Wait, wait...Brother, what do you mean..." His brows were knotted, his expression very disbelieving, "It means that Miss Ukita is married
Yes, it's... Mrs. Ukita, isn't it? "
Before his elder brother answered, Yuna smiled and nodded: "Well, yes, I'm indeed married. But I don't care about what I call you. If you want, you can also call me name. My name is 'You'."
For some reason, Qianshou Lang's eyes were full of grievances.
"I, I... I'm a little hungry, go find something to eat." He threw away the paper paste in his hand, hurriedly wiped his paint-stained hands on his trouser legs, turned around and walked out.
"Senjuro...?" Yuna asked worriedly, "Is he alright?"
"It's okay." Xing Shoulang said with a smile, his brows raised high, "Our people in the Purgatory family are very tough."
As he spoke, his eyes fell on Yuna's chin.There was a funny blush on the woman's white skin; he coughed, and reminded in a low voice: "There is paint on the chin... just wipe it off." Then, he put his jerky hand back into his sleeve.
"Ah...thank you." Yuna picked up the mirror and wiped her skin with a handkerchief.
Xing Shoulang looked at her self-portrait in the mirror, and slowly looked away.
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Having said that, Senjuro's strange and abnormal appearance is still very worrying.But after Senshouro returned to his bedroom, he closed the door for the whole afternoon, and didn't come out until before dinner.During dinner, Senjuro's eyes were red and swollen, as if he had cried.
Yunasi thought about it, but couldn't figure out why Qianshoulang was crying.Could it be that this little guy was heartbroken when he heard that he was married?This is not impossible...but Qianshou Lang is too young, and it is unlikely that she would have any thoughts of the opposite sex towards him.
After dinner, Xing Shoulang took the initiative to wash the dishes, so that his younger brother whose eyes were swollen from crying had a good rest.Yuna soaked gauze in hot water, wrung it dry, applied it to his eyes, and said, "This hot compress for a while will reduce the swelling, so that your father won't see it."
Senjuro obediently covered his eyes with gauze, as if wearing a blindfold.While covering it, he asked in a low voice: "Miss Ushita... no, Mrs. Yukita, what kind of person is your husband? Is it an ordinary man? A businessman, or a scholar? Or, what about a swordsman?"
Seeing that Qianshoulang cared so much about her husband, Yuna laughed helplessly: "Oh... my husband, you should know him too. It's His Excellency Yinzhu, Master Yumo Tianyuan."
Senshouro quickly took off the blindfold, and stared: "Yes, is that Mr. Umao?!"
Of course he knew Umo Tengen—brother's colleague, the most elite swordsman of the Demon Slayer Squad, and one of the Nine Pillars.There are so many names that I can't even count them on my fingers.
"Yes." Yuna nodded, "Maybe Lord Xingshoulang forgot to tell you... I am Lord Tianyuan's fourth wife."
Chijuro was a little desperate.
If it is other men, such as ordinary businessmen and civilians, there may be a turning point, because they are definitely not as good as my brother; my brother has excellent sword skills and a broad mind, so many girls in the town like it He, no one would reject his elder brother.But if Ukita's husband is Your Excellency Yinzhu...
That's a tie with my brother!Both of them are pillars of the Ghost Killing Team, and their strengths are evenly matched!
Seeing another tear in Qianjurou's eyes, Yuna hurriedly
Comfortingly said: "In my heart, Qianshoulang is also a very powerful, very powerful person. Qianshoulang practice swordsmanship every morning, right? The way you practice swords, you are really handsome. In my heart, you practice swords better than Master Tianyuan It looks cute."
It's the truth, because Yu Mao Tianyuan's weapon is the ninja sword, he doesn't use the sword and the bamboo sword much;Qianshoulang, the kid who is serious about practicing swordsmanship, is much cuter than Yumao Tianyuan.
"Really...?" Qianjurou wiped the corners of his eyes and looked at her tearfully.
"It's true!" Yuna said confidently.
On the other end, Xing Shoulang, who finished washing the noodle bowls, came out with his sleeves lifted.Because he had just done some housework, his cuffs were still tied around his shoulders, and his long yellow and red hair was tied into a strand behind his back, making him look extraordinarily heroic and sharp.
Seeing his younger brother's aggrieved look, Xing Shoulang strode over to rub his head. "Senjuro, be strong." With a bright smile on his face, he rumpled his younger brother's hair again with his watery hands, "Ukita will leave our house in a few days, so don't use it at the last moment." Face your customers with a crying face."
These words were even more shocking, Qianshou Lang said in disbelief: "Miss Ukita, are you leaving soon? Where are you going?"
There was relief in Xing Shoulang's eyes: "Of course it is to return to her own family. Have you forgotten? She has a husband and a family."
This is something Xing Shoulang had already made a decision at dinner just now.
If Ukita stays here again, there is no guarantee that Senjuro will be even more sad when he separates in the future, and there is no guarantee... he will have a wavering mind, and he will no longer be able to stick to the original principles.
Yu Mao is his colleague and partner in hunting ghosts; he must not do anything to hurt Yu Mao.Therefore, staying away from his wife is a must as a man.
Hearing what his elder brother said, Senjuro finally suppressed the tears in his eyes and nodded, "If Ms. Ukita can return to her family, she will be very happy." Yuna pursed her lips and smiled, saying: "Yes."
Qianshou Lang breathed a sigh of relief, and said with a very sensible look, "Then, I'll go back to rest first. I won't cry anymore."
When Qianshoulang left, Yuna tilted her head and sighed, "Time flies so fast. I didn't expect that I have been disturbing Mr. Purgatory's house for so long. It's time to go back to Master Tianyuan."
Xing Shoulang nodded, his eyes shining brightly: "Yu Mao must be thinking of you too."
Yuna bent her knees and rested her chin, and said with a smile: "However, I am quite reluctant to part with Qianjurou. I am really envious that Mr. Purgatory has such a lovely younger brother."
Xing Shoulang was stunned.
"Are you envious...?"
The woman nodded, looked down, and said: "Yes. It is a happy thing to be able to stay with my family, whether poor or rich. There is a feeling of 'home' here, which makes people feel It's very comfortable, like a dream."
She really misses her family, not the ones that the devil made up for her, but her real family—the family and friends for whom she is willing to give everything and make an "absolutely fair deal" with the devil.
If life could be repeated, she would never play the "Dark Sonata" that night - she always thought so
with.But the devil doesn't think so, His Royal Highness is just squeezing the labor force, how can the evil capitalism not fall, damn it.
Xing Shoulang looked at her in a daze, and became quiet.
He still had a hearty smile on his face, but only he knew that his heart had once again given birth to dark and dirty thoughts; it was that beam of light that shouldn't exist that was unfaithfully expanding itself, causing all the days past the flowering period to expand. The round plants all opened their petals, urging the heart of the travelers who stopped.
My heart was pounding, as if I had met a strong enemy.Xing Shoulang guessed that this enemy is himself.
He stood up suddenly and said, "I'm going to rest first, good night."
"Yeah." She didn't notice the strangeness of His Excellency Yanzhu in front of her, she nodded politely and said, "Good night."
After parting with her, Xing Shoulang went back to practice swordsmanship for a while, until he was sweaty and exhausted.After taking a good bath in the bathroom and washing off his sweat, he dragged his thoroughly exercised body back to the bedroom, spread out the bedding and lay down.
His body was already very tired, but he still couldn't fall asleep.
Before his eyes, the face of a woman often appeared.She rested her chin, her white skin was like a piece of soft goat's milk.The eyes were shining with a faint starlight, and the lips were slightly opened and closed, saying: "There is a feeling of 'home' here."
Then, she was not controlled by Xingshoulang, raised her head, and asked with a sweet smile: "Mr. Purgatory... Master Xingshourou, can you give me a home?"
At this moment, Xing Shoulang suddenly opened his eyes and sat up, sweating profusely behind him at some point.He took a few deep breaths, stood up slowly, pushed open the door, and walked towards the corner of the corridor.
The night was clear and quiet, and his footsteps crossed the corridor, leaving behind the soft sound of shuttle.As he walked, he thought: Did she rest?Is it still the same as last time, unable to fall asleep?
But this time, she has already rested; maybe because she forgot to close the door before going to bed in the shade, the moonlight is passing through the wide open door and falling on her sleeping face.The peaceful and serene face seemed to be in a warm dream surrounded by family members.
Xing Shoulang walked lightly, walked to her pillow and sat down quietly.When he was not in front of people, he didn't smile, but just looked at the sleeping woman intently.
It was very quiet all around, and there were night insects humming in the trees.He slowly lowered his body and approached the woman's sleeping face; he lifted the loose strands of hair on her forehead with one hand, and wanted to place a light kiss on her forehead that no one except him would know.
No one will know about it.
She doesn't know, her husband doesn't know.In the past and in the future, no second person will know.He will bury this kiss deep in his heart until he dies in the hands of the evil spirits, and together with the sun wheel knife, he will take it into the tomb——
Xing Shoulang originally thought so.
But in the end, he didn't do that.
"Helping the weak is the duty of the strong; but harming others is absolutely unforgivable."
"Xing Shoulang, you have to take on and fulfill your responsibilities, this is the mission you were born with."
The words my mother had said suddenly rang in my ears.
The kissing movement stopped abruptly, he stared blankly at the woman's sleeping face for a while, then withdrew his hand, straightened his body, and everything returned to the original state.He didn't cross that line, and she was still asleep.
After a moment of silence, he retreated quietly just like when he came.
The moonlight outside the house was like snow, and there was silence; it was expected that the heliotrope would grow well under the moonlight even when there was no sun.And the sun doesn't need helianthus, it's just a meaningless chance encounter.
Therefore, Xing Julang lowered his head and stopped staring at the sky.
◎The author has something to say:
Alright, Brother Purgatory is officially out.
Next there is Han Zhu; Tan and Zhu take the branch line depending on the situation.I am also a little moved by Fengzhu, but I feel that Fengzhu is more difficult than Yiyong...
And some Shura Fields where rivals meet, such as Wu Mi and Shang Yi Shang Er collided together and found that everyone is a lady's single push or something (how does it feel like a funny plot)
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Therefore, Xing Julang lowered his head and stopped staring at the sky.
The author has something to say: Alright, Brother Purgatory is officially out.
Next there is Han Zhu; Tan and Zhu take the branch line depending on the situation.I am also a little moved by Fengzhu, but I feel that Fengzhu is more difficult than Yiyong...
And some Shura Fields where rivals meet, such as Wu Mi and Shang Yi Shang Er collided together and found that everyone is a lady's single push or something (how does it feel like a funny plot)