[Comprehensive] Love and Hunter

Chapter 163 163

"Who is that...?" Tomioka Yoshiyuki was confused.

Mr. Cheng explained: "It's Mrs. Yinzhu's wife."

It turned out to be Umo's wife...

Yoshiyuki Tomioka remembered the woman he saw under the wisteria last night——

She was sitting on the swing, with her head hanging down in a daze, half of her ears were exposed in her black hair, and her color was a little reddish in the snow.The swing swayed slightly, and her hesitant skirt also swayed slightly, like the waves of a pond reflecting the red maple.

After realizing that someone was around, she got up and bowed, and left quickly and quietly without saying a word.

"Your Excellency Shuizhu, look..." Mr. Cheng rubbed the back of his head in embarrassment, "Do you need us to wash the clothes again?"

"No need." Yi Yong said, picked up his clothes, and walked towards his room.

The man who repaired the clothes had a pair of nimble hands, and mended the openings of the clothes that were damaged in the last fierce battle.It's just that the button on the top of the collar is missing, probably because I can't find a replacement anyway, so I leave it alone.

Yoshiyuki Tomioka changed into the uniform of the Ghost Slayer Squad, buttoning the buttons one by one from bottom to top.Bai Yuan's neckline was erected, and a very faint fragrance lingered.

It's not the smell of wisteria, nor is it the smell of soap utensils used by the Wisteria House, it's more like... the smell of someone, it's a very faint smell of gardenia.

He frowned, a little unaccustomed, but not annoying.

The last mission was very dangerous. Tomioka Yoshiyuki was seriously injured and had to rest at the Wisteria House.This place is incomparable to the lord's place, although the care is thoughtful, but there is always no one there; while recuperating, because he cannot move around, there is very little he can do, he can only stand in front of the pond and stare at a few fish swimming around. go.

After changing into his uniform, he followed the familiar path to the courtyard.

Just then, he saw the swing—a swing tied to a branch of a vine tree and surrounded by tassels of wisteria.Last night, Yu Mao's wife was sitting on it, lost in thought.

Tomioka Yoshiyuki has lived here for many days, and it was the first time he noticed this swing.

He approached the swing slowly, stared down for a moment, and tried to sit on it.

bang-

As soon as he sat down, his ears keenly caught the sound of wood cracking, and his body subconsciously froze.

Then, he raised the center of gravity of his body and slowly moved away from the swing.

Looking back, the wooden swing board could not bear the weight of the man, and it had been broken into two halves, each of which fell to the ground.The rough and sharp split at the edge of the wood symbolizes how strong the previous downward force was.

Yoshiyuki Tomioka: …

Yoshiyuki Tomioka: ...

Yoshiyuki Tomioka: ...

He raised his head, his expression remained unchanged, his face was as cold as usual, and he turned and left indifferently.

Fortunately, no one asked about the swing.

Mr. Cheng didn't dare to talk to him, and neither did the others in the Wisteria House.And the new resident—the woman named "Ukita" also lives in seclusion and rarely appears in front of Tomioka Yoshiyong.Yiyong only occasionally sees her talking to Mr. Cheng, with a very polite expression, which is the complete opposite of her strong and proud husband.

A few days later, Purgatory Xingshou

Lang came to visit her.

Because there is no new task, Xing Shoulang has been standing by the lord's side, and happened to come to the House of Wisteria Flowers when he was free.As he walked through the corridors strewn with flowers, his figure with the cape raised was as eye-catching as the summer sun.After a long time, Yuna noticed him coming.

"Mr. Purgatory, long time no see." She greeted Xing Shoulang.

"It hasn't been long." Xing Shoulang raised his eyebrows high, and his tone was high, "Qian Shoulang sent me a letter, specifically asking me to show it to you when I have a chance. Ah... By the way, how is life? I'm still used to it." Is it?" She nodded, "Everything's fine. Except...uh, I guess, I broke something."

"What?" Purgatory Xingshourou blinked, "What did you break?"

"Swing." Yuna's voice softened, and there was a hint of apology in her eyebrows, "I sat down for a while out of curiosity, but after a few days to see, the swing broke, probably... I am too clumsy. Although sincerely My husband said it didn't matter at all, it was supposed to be taken down, but I'm still a little... sorry."

Xing Shoulang laughed: "Since Mr. Cheng said it's all right, then you don't have to take it to heart. Besides, what do you mean by 'bulky'? Not only are you not bulky, but you are also a little too small, so you have to take good care of yourself. "

Yuna's eyes curved slightly with a smile, and she said, "Lord Tian Yuan also said that to me."

Suddenly hearing the name of Yu Mao Tian Yuan, Xing Shou Lang's eyes froze slightly.However, he quickly looked away and looked at the wisteria flowers in the courtyard: "That means you should really eat more bowls of rice, just like me, and prepare more lunch boxes by your side."

Yuna: ...

Okay, I know you are hungry again, I will let you eat in a while.

"What was written in Senjuro's letter?" Yuna asked.

"Ah, here," Kyojuro pulled out the letter sent by his brother from his pocket, "I want to ask you about the weather here and the recent meals, and I also drew a new kite that he made recently. Senjuro said, Hope to hear from you—this is what you call a 'pen pal'."

Senjuro's handwriting was very delicate, not childish at all; his tone of letter was also very respectful, like a seasoned official holding a wat in his hand to meet the Emperor, and the honorifics were very complicated.

"It's natural to reply." She looked at Qianshoulang's letter and said with a smile, "I just have nothing to do right now. I wonder when Lord Tianyuan will come?"

Xing Shoulang said: "It should be soon. When this task is over, he will definitely return to the Lord. At that time, you will be able to see him. Although he did not write to you, he sent a message to let the crow Mr. Cheng and I take good care of you. Don't be too angry with Yu Mao!"

"How could I be angry with Lord Tian Yuan?" She smiled and shook her head, "I always knew that he was very busy, and I was prepared for it, so I married him."

When Xing Shoulang heard this, his smile became brighter and brighter: "Really...that's really great."

He asked some more things about life, and then he planned to leave.Before leaving, he asked Yuna: "You and Tomioka...and Shuizhu, you haven't had much contact with each other, have you?"

Yuna shook her head.

"Then I'm leaving." Xing Shoulang was relieved.

Tomioka Giyuu has a temper, but Jiuzhuli is notoriously difficult to get along with.Obviously everyone is a pillar, but

He kept his distance from other people, he would neither approach nor speak.When seeing colleagues, they all treat them with cold faces.

Once, Yoshiyuki said something that was quite easy to get angry, such as "I am different from you".Although he didn't know what the "difference" he was referring to, Fengzhu had already decided that Yiyong was contemptuous of the strength of the other Zhuzhus, and became furious.

Xing Shoulang never narrowly believes that someone has a bad personality, so he doesn't think Tomioka Yoshiyuki is really a disgusting guy as Fengzhu said; if he can become a pillar, Tomioka Yoshiyuki's strength is beyond doubt , the number of evil spirits beheaded is not much more.However, if you don't get along, you can't get along. This is a fact.

Ukita has such a good temper, so he shouldn't offend Yoshiyuki Tomioka.

When Purgatory Kyojuro left, he saw Yoshiyuki Tomioka by the pond.In line with the righteousness of Jiuzhu's colleagues, Xing Julang greeted Yoshiyuki Tomioka without any qualms.

However, Yiyong just glanced at him indifferently, then turned his head, and said, "Okay." - Those who are alienated can no longer be alienated, just like Xing Shoulang is just a businessman who occasionally passes by the door.

So, Xing Shoulang let himself go.

Tomioka Yoshiyuki heard the sound of Purgatory Kyojuro's distant footsteps, his eyebrows gradually knotted.

Purgatory...something is not quite right.

He thought about it carefully, and it was the shoes of Purgatory Xingshourou.

Ghost killers often perform missions outside, forests, swamps, fields, and field ridges, all have to go, and their shoes are bound to be covered with mud and dust.But when Purgatory Xingshoulang came here, he wiped his shoes as clean as new.In the past, Purgatory Xing Julang would not do this.Even when meeting the lord, he would not be so cautious and thoughtful.

However, when he came to see that woman, he was... so strange.

Besides, that woman is probably Umo's wife.Why is Anjurou taking care of...?

Yoshiyuki Tomioka is confused.

/ / /

Yuna is ignorant of Tomioka Yoshiyuki's confusion.

She finished writing a letter to Senjuro and asked Mr. Makoto to send it; she also wrote a letter to Umo Tengen, but Mr. Makoto said that Umo Tengen has been on a mission and his whereabouts are kept secret for safety reasons. This letter may Can't send it to him.So, she could only put away this idea.

The days of Wisteria Flower House were not turbulent and quiet.Probably because he was afraid of disturbing His Excellency Shuizhu, who is said to be "difficult to get along with", Mr. Cheng always tried his best to keep his voice down to the lowest level, making the whole courtyard quiet.Even the doctor who treated His Excellency Shui Zhu walked very lightly when he came.

After a few more days like this, Yuna suddenly received a letter.

"A newspaper boy on Qianmen Street brought it over." Mr. Cheng said, "He asked us to pass it on to you, saying it was a letter from your friend."

"Friend? Qianshourou?" She took the letter and looked at the gloomy sky outside the door.Night has fallen, the night is dark, and the light of lanterns is swaying under the eaves.The row of halos emitted through the bamboo frame and paper gauze are as soft and hazy as colored ink on paper.

She went back to the house and opened the letter.But when she read the letter, her pupils froze slightly.

This is not a letter from Senjuro.

The tone of the letter was very frivolous, with the words "I'll be waiting for you outside", and at the end, a smiling face and a ring were drawn.Because it is drawn in ink, the outline of the ring

It was blurred by the rubbing of the letter paper, but its outline could still be seen. It was the engagement ring that Yuna had pawned in Kyojuro's hometown.

That's right, that Tsukihiko and her engagement ring.

Yuna's back tightened suddenly, secretly feeling that something was wrong.Judging by the tone, the writer is a bit like His Excellency the Pope.But how could the Pope of the Eternal Bliss Sect appear here?It's very close to the ghost hunter's hometown.

...However, according to the ability of His Excellency the Pope, he is actually not afraid of these ghost hunters at all.Unless several pillars work together to kill them, the stringed ghost foot has the strength to defeat these pillars alone.That is to say, if she offends His Excellency the Pope, then His Excellency Shuizhu who is recuperating here may be in trouble.

After thinking for a moment, she decided to go to the appointment.

So she put on a feather-woven robe, put her feet in clogs, and walked towards the door.Mr. Cheng, who heard the noise, quickly opened the door and asked, "Are you going out?"

"Yes, go out to buy something." Yuna bowed to him, "I'm not sure when I'll be back, please don't worry."

Mr. Cheng pushed open the trap door, and watched her pass through the entrance paved with pebbles, and her back disappeared into the crowd of night and lights.

/ / /

Although it was night, the town looked more lively than during the day.The fresh fish shops and shellfish shops on the street were closed for rest, but izakayas, small restaurants, bathhouses, and instant bento shops opened their doors against the night to attract visitors from all over the world.There was a lot of noise in front of the bathhouse, people carrying wooden buckets came in and out, and the hot air leaked out from under the blue soup curtain, hazy.

Yuna walked along the street for a while, not knowing where to go.I reopened the letter paper, only to see "I'll wait for you outside" written on it.But she didn't know where the "outside" was.

Just as she was standing at the entrance of the alley and staring at the people passing by in the night, she was suddenly patted on the shoulder.

She was a little startled, turned her head and saw a man standing behind her at some point.His long oak-white hair fell back, his eyes were filled with rainbow-like changing colors, the corners of his lips were raised high, and he wore a childlike carefree smile.

"The Pope...His Excellency the Pope..." She lowered her voice and exclaimed slightly.

"Long time no see~"

Accompanied by a slightly frivolous greeting, the Pope held her cheeks in both hands, and his thin and pointed nails grazed her skin.The next moment, the Pope pushed her against the poster-covered wall of the dark alleyway, and kissed her as his greeting.

"Well……"

In the narrow alley, there was a damp smell.Moss climbs up from the corner of the wall, and the posters of treating stubborn diseases and selling old clothes are like thick patches, which are pasted layer by layer on the wall.Occasionally passers-by passed by the alley, and they only stayed for a while under the halo of the lanterns. After seeing this couple of men and women who were only having a tryst and kissing each other, they left bored.

After a long time, she was released by the Pope.

Yuna took a breath, glanced worriedly at the entrance of the alley, and asked in a low voice, "Why did His Excellency come here? And why did you come to me?"

Tong Mo's clothes are similar to those of ordinary people, except for bathrobes, robes, foot bags and clogs, which makes him not too unusual and conspicuous in the crowd.As long as you keep your eyes on his pair engraved with "

The eyes with the words "winding string and two" will not feel creepy and fearful.

"Of course I came to look for you." Tong Mo tapped his cheek lightly with a golden folding fan, smiling briskly, "You sold the thing that the adult gave you. What? Finally found out Besides, he and I have the same 'existence', so don't you want to see those old things again?"

"I'm just poor," Yuna said.

Yes, she is really poor.

"Ah, that's how it is... so pitiful," Tong Mo opened his eyes wide, showing a look of pity, "A daughter from the Chinese family has been reduced to pawning old jewels to make a living." Immediately, his complexion changed instantly. , the original pity turned into a gentle smile, "Otherwise, why don't you come to my side? At least you can live a lifetime without worrying about food and clothing."

Yuna shook her head and said, "I'm married to someone else."

"Huh?" Tong Mo blinked, "You still married that adult?"

"No." Yuna said, "Just an ordinary man..."

"The man you married must be a ghost hunter." Tong Mo raised the corners of his mouth and raised his index finger slowly, as if explaining a gorgeous and interesting trick, "That's why you stay in the wisteria house like that place. We ghosts...but we really hate the smell of wisteria flowers."

Yuna stared.

So...is that so?

Because ghosts hate wisterias very much, are there so many wisterias planted in places where ghost killers sleep and rest?

"I won't refute, because I guessed it right." Tong Mo said in a complacent tone, "However, I don't care at all—even if it's nine pillars, there is no one who particularly cares about me, after all, most Ghost hunters are all unmotivated men."

After a pause, he smiled again and said, "That lord is having a very unpleasant fight with Your Excellency Hei Si Mou. It seems that it is because of something... Ah, yes, it is because of a hairpin. However, this way As soon as that happened, that lord didn't have time to talk to me, and now I have a rare vacation."

"That's why His Holiness the Pope is here," she said.

"That's right, that's right." He put his hands on Yuna's shoulders, bent over, brought his smiling face closer to her, and said in a bewitching tone, "I'm not here to eat people, Just here for a drink. Want to come together?"

This is more of a threat than a comfort.

But drinking, she can still accept it, and she is willing to drink until the entire Wanshi Bliss Church goes bankrupt, and until Tong Mo cries and begs her not to drink anymore, and her family's fortune is emptied.

"Okay." She raised her face and showed a sweet smile, "If you treat me, I won't be polite."

/ / /

Most of the taverns run by commoners were converted from longhouses where their families lived.The narrow and long houses are separated by low-hanging bamboo slats and Mutsu paper-pasted screens, each with a fireplace.The lamp oil is made of conch shells, and the white shells are blackened by the candle flames; but the faint light is not enough to illuminate every corner, and can only barely dispel the darkness that is as big as the mouth of a bowl.

The pottery bowl was placed on the edge of the hearth, already heated, but no one tried to taste its burning throat.

"It seems that you still miss me very much."

His Excellency the Pope's lazy and frivolous laughter rang in Yuna's ears, but she had no energy to refute.

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, she really thought that Tong Mo was here to drink, and the two drank many bowls in a serious manner.But while drinking, he pulled himself into his arms and let her sit on his body, and there was no choice for the next thing.

However, the proprietress with her hair tied up in the izakaya was still outside with her abacus to settle the accounts. The sound of the clattering and crackling of the beads made people feel frightened.

"Your Excellency the Pope..." She forced out a soft voice between her teeth, "I have to... ah... go back early."

"Is the wine not good?" Tong Mo asked knowingly.

Occasionally, when a guest passes by the corridor outside, the rolled up kimono hem and clogs of the men will appear under the half-hanging bamboo strips; the space is small, and she can only lean in his arms, so, That is, every inch is fit together; fortunately, the hem of the hesitant-colored kimono is wide and spread out like a flower, just enough to cover the legs.

"It's not good." She said, her voice sounded like she was about to cry, but was silenced by a kiss.

Under her urging, Tong Mo finally drank enough of the spirits here, and let her go from his arms.She breathed a sigh of relief and straightened out the folds of her dress.But she sat in the man's arms for too long, and some creases could not be smoothed out anyway, just like a crack appeared on the mirror, which looked very unsightly.

When she stood up, her feet were also a little weak. Fortunately, His Excellency put his arms around her waist and said, "Let's go. Let you go back."

When the two left, the proprietress who was watching over the counter and settling accounts cast an extra look.The proprietress, who is accustomed to the world, knocked her pipe on the table, and while re-accounting, she muttered to herself—such a beautiful woman is not like those nearby whores who come out at night to solicit passing men. It's not someone's wife who has a shady lover.

Luckily, Yuna has absolutely no idea what she's thinking.

The streets at night are still lively, and the halo of the lanterns melts the night into countless small openings of light.The pope let go of her waist at the intersection, pressed the folding fan against her cheek, and said, "If you go any further, I will smell a nasty smell, so I can only send you here."

She nodded.

"I'm going out to drink tomorrow too." He smiled and knocked her on the head with a folding fan. "After all, I didn't come out to hurt others. If I don't drink, I have nothing to do. Besides, you will miss me too." Bar……?"

Yuna: ...

You have a lot of skills, you have to have a B number in your heart, you know!

After she finished complaining in her heart, in the blink of an eye, the man disappeared, and the pedestrians on the street remained the same. The women who came out of the bathhouse had their wet hair coiled and hurried past her with wooden barrels in their arms.

Yuna stayed where she was for a while, then walked towards the lodging.I don't know if it's because of the stamina of the wine, or because His Excellency is too much, her legs are a little weak, and she walks a little staggeringly, and she has to lean on the wall.When she opened the trap door, she was about to fall, but fortunately she had sharp eyesight and quick hands, and supported Mr. Cheng who helped to open the door, so she didn't fall down.

"Sorry..." she said to Mr. Cheng, "I drank a little too much."

"You really drank a lot!" Mr. Cheng hurriedly supported her, "I'll ask someone to cook some soup to sober up."

At this moment, Yuna heard a sound of gold and iron, like a knife being pulled out of its sheath.She turned her somewhat hazy vision to the side, and the man she saw in front of her was like being in a kaleidoscope, slowly dividing into two identical figures, and gradually overlapping together.

That's Mizuzu-sama, Yoshiyuki Tomioka.It was he who put his hand on the hilt of the knife and stared at her with an attitude of guarding against the enemy, his expression as cold as an ice field.

Yoshiyuki Tomioka tightly held the Japanese sword on his waist.

Years of hunting ghosts has made his five senses particularly sensitive to ghosts.He was sure that, the instant the trap door was thrown open, he caught a whiff of a ghost.It was the smell of death, blood, grave soil, fear, and the very faint scent of gardenias, which had once been on his Ghost Slayer uniform.

His eyes narrowed, and he stared coldly at the person who stepped in.

However, what entered the door was not some terrible ghost, but a woman who was staggering from drinking.She was leaning against the door panel, her cheeks were smoky red, her eyes were watery, obviously quite drunk.

"Ah...it's Tomioka-san. Good evening."

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The hairpin confiscated by Brother Yi was finally discovered by Wu Mi.

Tong Mo: Fight!fight!fight!