If Sanako, Mai Kinoshita and Tenjoin slap their chests, there will never be a muffled sound of "bang bang bang", but a soft and elastic "wave sound" like lightly poking jelly.

As soon as Qingdeng turned his gaze to Ziyang's chest, he looked back with regret.

Ziyang was talking to herself about serious matters, but her attention was on the other person's flat chest...

——It seems that my recent dealings with Hijikata Toshizo have made my thoughts become dirty!

After throwing the blame to Hijikata Toshirō very gracefully, Aoto gathered his thoughts and cheered up.

Since the other party has said this, he is no longer a mother-in-law.

He straightened his back solemnly, then bowed his waist again in a serious manner, saluting and thanking Ziyang:

"Miss Ziyang, I can't thank you enough! You have helped me a lot!"

Ziyang Wan'er:

"Lord Nioh, please give me the most beautiful mirror in the future!"

Qingden laughed:

"This is natural!"

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It's night——

Kyoto, somewhere——

It was late at night.

The deserted, empty streets are dark and silent.

Snap, snap, snap, snap, snap...

Suddenly, the sound of straw sandals scraping against the ground came from a distant street corner - a young samurai carrying a lantern and wearing a pair of swords broke the silence of the street.

If someone familiar with the Shinsengumi was present, they would be surprised after seeing his face clearly.

Hachiro Kiyokawa—a Shinsengumi staff officer whose status was comparable to Hijikata Toshizo, Kondo Isamu, and Yamanan Keisuke—did not bring any entourage and acted alone.

This place is in the north of Beijing, far away from the Imyo Township in the west of Beijing... It is hard to imagine how the dignified Shinsengumi staff could appear here.

The road was dark, and the deep dark clouds that filled the sky obscured the moonlight.

The lantern in Qinghe Hachiro's hand dimly illuminates the ground beneath his feet.

The areas where light cannot reach are filled with thick darkness, as if squatting there is a ferocious beast that is ready to pounce at any time.

There were some dead branches and leaves scattered on the road that had not been cleaned for a long time.

Click, click, click, click...

Qinghe Balang walked forward on Zhiya's corpse with an expressionless face, and the sound of cracking bones echoed in the sky above the streets.

After a while, he came to the door of a remote wooden house located on the edge of the river embankment.

Dim candlelight shone through the crack in the door of the wooden house, and from time to time there were sounds of conversations and footsteps... someone was inside.

"..."

Qinghe Hachiro raised his head, raised his gaze, and carefully observed the four directions.

In addition, he also pointed his ears and listened carefully to what was going on around him.

As an outstanding swordsman who is proficient in the Kagami Akechi ryu, Qinghe Hachiro has excellent hearing and eyesight, both of which are unmatched by ordinary people.

After confirming that no one was following him, he raised his hand and knocked lightly on the door.

Boom, boom, boom.

Knocked three times in a row.

After a while, a deep voice came from the door:

"Down with the shogunate and revitalize the imperial court."

Qinghe Balang leaned over and said seriously:

"Yumiya Hachiman!"

[Note: Yuya Hachiman: Hachiman is the god of bows and arrows. It is generally a term used by warriors when swearing, meaning "no falsehood"]

As soon as Qinghe Hachiro finished speaking, a "squeaking" sound came from behind the door.

Immediately afterwards, amid the friction of wood and a unique sound like air leaking, the wooden door was opened, opening a gap for Qinghe Hachiro to pass through.

Qinghe Hachiro blew out and put away the lantern in his hand, slipped through the crack of the door like a fish, and slipped into the house.

The next breath, the wooden door slammed shut again.

After entering the house, Qinghe Hachilang immediately turned his eyes and scanned the house.

This wooden house is a very typical He family structure.

As soon as you enter the door, you will see the entrance hall covered with hard soil and the hall connected to the entrance hall.

There was no tatami on the floor of the living room, only a layer of hay.

A big hook hangs from the ceiling, and a stove is dug underneath. You can sit around the stove without taking off your straw sandals.

When you feel cold, you can light the stove to keep warm.

When you feel hungry, you can hang a soup pot on the hook, and the stove underneath can just be used as a stove.

At a glance, six warriors of different ages were sitting around the stove.

As soon as Qinghe Balangfang appeared, they immediately sat upright with solemn expressions on their faces.

A bunch of respectful eyes fell on Qinghe Hachiro.

The stove was not lit, and there were only scattered ashes of burned firewood at the bottom of the stove.

There was a solitary oil lamp burning beside the stove.

Oil lamps have no advantages other than being cheap.

The pitiful dim light only illuminated the knees of everyone around the fire.

The night wind penetrated the cracks in the doors and windows and blew into the house... The light and shadow swaying slightly due to the disturbance of the wind made the already cold and dark hall even more eerie.

"How's it going? Is everyone here?"

Qinghe Hachiro asked.

A muscular man replied quickly:

"Lord Qinghe, everyone is here."

Qinghe Hachiro nodded lightly, then took off the saber from his waist, and moved to the fireside in three steps and two steps at a time - the six warriors hurriedly gave up their positions.

"Since everyone is here, don't waste time."

Qinghe Hachiro sat down with his knees bent, his sword resting on the right side of his body, and a meaningful smile on his lips.

"Let's continue discussing our plan to capture the Shinsengumi!"

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Bao Baozi really seems to be suffering from depression now... There is always a feeling of emptiness in his heart... He is not interested in anything and has no energy to do anything... To be honest, it is very painful... (Leopard Baozi sheds tears)

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