This thing about me becoming a girl

Not long after, a voice with a little smile sounded.

"Yala, it looks like I've been discovered."

Immediately, a man in a black windbreaker and a hat whose face could not be seen came out from the shadows.

In his hand was a blood-stained samurai sword, and the cold glow reflected by the car lights just now should have come from it.

And in the darkness behind the man in the black windbreaker, it seemed that he could vaguely see a human-shaped thing falling down.

Bei Dao Ya smelled the pungent smell of blood that could not be hidden in the alley, his eyes were dull, and there was no wave.

The man in the black windbreaker glanced at the human-shaped shadow lying on the ground behind him, and the blood that had spread to his feet, and then looked at the Bei Dao Ya, as if bewildered, and smiled as if caring .

"It's really bad, I was caught right away."

300. Experience of Longevity

In the dark and turbid alley, the light was dim, and it was impossible to see what was happening there, but the pungent smell of blood in the air seemed to make the darkness of the alley thick like mercury, oppressive, and irritating. Chills down the spine.

"It's really bad, it seems that I was found out."

The man in the long black windbreaker walked out of the darkness of the alley and stopped at the junction of light and darkness, but even so, the light falling on him did not seem to have the slightest warmth, but was engulfed by a deeper, large shadow.

Half of his body was exposed to the front and back of the light, and only then did people realize that what he was wearing was not actually a windbreaker, but a formal kimono, which could also be called a samurai suit. It's dark black, so if you don't see it clearly, it will make people think it's a windbreaker with a long swing.

After all, few people match both haori and hakama in black. After all, in a sense, this kind of dress can be called a samurai dress, and most Japanese samurai think that black is very thick and strong.

Because the Japanese believe that life and death are related to black, for example, Japanese men’s wedding and funeral dresses are all black, and samurai also particularly agree with this point of view, life and black are closely related.

Therefore, the pure black kimono formal attire is also extraordinarily solemn and has a corresponding status.

And there is another strange thing about the man's attire, that is his lotus cuff haori.

Japan is a country with very complicated etiquette. There are many taboos. The simple ones are language taboos, such as "bitterness" and "death". Do not say go, return, return, leave, broken, thin, cold, shallow, off and repeat, again, broken, cut off.

In addition, even patterns have taboos.

Just like lotus.

The Japanese believe in Buddhism, so lotus is taboo, and it is considered a funeral flower.

Because in Buddhist teachings, the lotus is the flower that blooms in the Paradise of Paradise, and the Japanese understand it as the flower of the world after death, so it is believed that the lotus is unlucky for the living.

But everything cannot be absolute, and it's not that I didn't like lotus. For example, there were a few villains in Japanese history who also loved lotus before their lives.

But now, the superstitious society of ancient times has long passed. Every year when the lotus pond blooms, there are not many people who go to enjoy the flowers. However, the lotus pattern still represents unlucky in the hearts of most Japanese people. After all It is passed down from generation to generation.

And besides the solid black and lotus cuffs, there is another interesting thing about the man.

The Japanese wear their clothes to the right and cover their skirts to the right, but when a person dies and is buried, they have to cover their skirts to the left, because the Japanese believe that in the underworld, which is completely opposite to the real yang world, the attire of the deceased should also be opposite to that of the human world.

Therefore, the Japanese will not buy clothes that cover the front of the skirt to the left, even if it is an international brand that has been sought after, let alone a traditional kimono.

The kimono worn by the man with the hat in the alley was the way he wore it when he was buried, with the front of his shirt covered to the left.

Coupled with the unidentified human figure lying behind him, and the pungent smell of blood in the air, all of this can't help but make people feel a little creepy.

The whole body of the man reveals strangeness and ominousness. Every matching of clothing represents "death", and the pure black color is closely related to life.

The long sword hanging from his hand also seemed to be glowing coldly, and even the blood stained on the patterned blade could be clearly seen.

At this time, a gust of cold wind poured into the alley, and the man's lotus cuff haori was constantly wrinkled and shaking.

The weather is gloomy, with dark clouds gathering faintly.

It's going to rain.

"Are you lost, Miss, this is not a good place to get lost."

The man in the black samurai suit said this with a smile, even with a little worry in his tone, but for some reason, it made people feel chills from the bottom of their hearts.

Bei Daoya felt the malice emanating from him that filled the whole alley.

It was the kind of malice that was enough to make people go stiff, like an indescribable chill seeping into the body, and the whole body was full of discomfort both physically and psychologically.

That viscous, nauseating malice.

Whether it's him, or the blood-stained long sword in his hand.

Resentment is a very mysterious thing. It can be understood as the last ray of hatred before life disappears, or it can be understood as the smell of blood. It can be perceived from a person's shape, or from his breath. It is not clear, but it is true. exist.

And Bei Dao Ya smelled this smell from the man not far in front.

He has killed people, many people, even the knife, has been stained with a lot of blood, because the smell of blood emanating from his body is so creepy.

And as if the same kind can always easily see through the same kind, the man in the black kimono also smelled an astonishing blood from Bei Dao Ya.

There was a bloody smile on his face under the hat.

"At first, I thought I still had another boring night, but I didn't expect that since I met such an interesting person as Miss, it really was due to fate.

Although it is not beautiful to meet at such a time, place and occasion, it is not a kind of fate. "

After finishing speaking, he nodded, as if agreeing with his point of view, and then asked Bei Dao Ya.

"Are you right, miss?"

Bei Dao Crow said nothing, but the man in black kimono said again.

"It seems that she is a relatively cold lady, and she is really lucky to meet me when I killed the hundredth person.

Because one hundred has a special meaning to me, I set off tonight with great anticipation, but it turned out that the trip was indeed worthwhile. "

His tone was unwavering, as if he was talking about something unimportant, and there was even a hint of joy in it, as if he was talking about something worth showing off.

But this joy coupled with the meaning of his words, just makes people feel creepy.

He said again: "So Miss is really lucky. After all, I am in a good mood now, and I won't kill anyone again."

With a smile, he took a step in the direction of Bei Dao Ya, and was about to say something.

However, when he just took the first step to speak, he seemed to notice something suddenly, his eyes under the bamboo hat narrowed, his footsteps stopped, and he stood still.

He suddenly stopped talking and didn't make any movements. He just stood there and looked at Bei Dao Ya quietly, as if he was thinking about something.

This kind of scene, this kind of desolate atmosphere, facing the scrutiny of such a person, should not be regarded as a good experience.

After a moment he smiled.

"It seems that I am the lucky one."

After speaking, he shook his head, as if he suddenly realized something, and said again.

"But also, tonight is so meaningful to me, it's normal to be a little bit lucky."

Immediately, he looked up at Bei Dao Ya. Although his face was covered by a bamboo hat, for some reason, he could still feel a smile on his face.

"I don't have any malice towards the lady. The approach just now was just to get out of the alley on the lady's side. Although I really want to take this opportunity to try whether the knife is faster or the gun is faster, but since the lady is really It’s so beautiful, so forget it.”

After finishing speaking, he slowly raised his hands holding the knife, indicating that he was not malicious, and then slowly backed away.

"Tonight is really not a good scene for an encounter. I look forward to the next encounter."

While saying this with his hands raised, he slowly retreated into the darkness in the alley behind him, until finally his figure was completely engulfed by the thick darkness and disappeared without a trace.

At this time, wearing a black suit, Koizumi also came out from the corner of the alley behind Bei Dao Ya, holding pistols in both hands, and quickly ran up to Bei Dao Ya in tactical movements.

As I said before, a few days after the Tokyo 744 incident, people with unknown intentions surrounded Bei Dao Ya and Bei Dao Jiu all day long.

It will not appear suddenly, nor will it disturb the lives of the two, but it will only be around the surrounding activities of the two.

It wasn't until after seeing Baihechuan Wusheng last time that he was really sure that these people were ordered by him to protect the two of them, and he also knew the name Koizumi.

Koizumi also said that Master Bei Dao can contact me no matter what he wants to do or to know.

It's just that Bei Dao Ya never took the initiative to contact him.

But this does not mean that Koizumi has left, he still lives in the room at the top and bottom of the stairs in the Beidao apartment, and he can prepare for everything in advance.

It was as if Baihe Chuan Wusheng was sure that Kitajima Ya would want to see him again, and Koizumi's bone was the bridge.

In the alley, after confirming that the man in the samurai uniform had left, Koizumi put his gun back into the pouch behind his waist, and bowed ninety degrees to Bei Daoya.

"I'm very sorry for frightening you, because the distance between the man in the hat and you is much closer than the distance between me and you, I judge that if he charged violently, it would only take about two seconds for him to get in front of you.

So I'm afraid that if I come out rashly and I can't get to you within this time, it will cause him to do something bad to you, and Mr. Bei Dao is also in the middle of me and him in the alley, and there is nothing around you The shelter, if there is a conflict, it is too dangerous, and my duty is to prevent Mr. Bei Dao from any risk. "

He bowed and said so solemnly and seriously.

If the man in the samurai uniform took another step forward just now, then Koizumi would shoot even if he took the risk. If there is any malice, then with the distance of Koizumi's bones, it is really hopeless.

But the main thing is that only Koizumi is protecting Bei Daoya in the dark tonight, and the others have other things to do.

Otherwise, the moment the man in the kimono appeared in front of Bei Daoya with a knife, at least five guns would be aimed at his forehead. If he dared to take a step forward, he would die on the spot. Let that person walk away swaggeringly.

After all, even if Bei Dao Ya is just an empty shell without any power, it is still the head of the Baihechuan branch.

And it was Koizumi's fault that caused this situation. He arranged tasks for the other four people and would leave for half an hour.

He doesn't care about Bei Dao Ya, even though he is now a subordinate of the so-called Bei Dao Ya, but he doesn't have any loyalty at all.

But if something happens to Bei Dao Ya before the clan transfers him away, then everyone who has anything to do with him will die.

Thinking of this, he shuddered.

He is just a bodyguard, if the person who needs protection dies, then he naturally has no reason to be alive.

He still didn't straighten his waist, and said very sincerely.

"I'm very sorry, it was my own initiative to mobilize other people, and it's all my fault!"

Bei Daoya just shook his head at this, and expressed his gratitude to him for helping him out.

"I didn't blame you, I should thank you."

Hearing this, Koizumi shook his head: "I am a subordinate of Master Bei Dao, and these are all my duties. It is my fault for frightening Master Bei Dao instead! Please forgive me this time! This kind of thing will not happen." It happened again! I will soon find the man in the kimono just now, and I will never let him appear in your life again, let you take the risk!"

Bei Dao Ya looked at him still bent over, knowing that he would panic if he refused to let him do things in this situation, so he also bowed and said.

"It's really troublesome, Mr. Koizumi."

Then she glanced at the sky and sighed inwardly.

Probably missed the last bus.

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