[Reaper Lanping] Dark River

The creaking of the planks followed every step he took.He still attaches great importance to his hair, and it was not his wish to cut his hair into a mess last night.So he decided to do it tonight, and it was a serious matter to track down that suspicious cry.

The blue river water is still glowing with an acceptable orange light.The stones that have been polished off their edges and corners, at the bottom of the river, the white ones are blue, and the blue ones are deeper.

This is Aizen River.

He can recognize it according to the surrounding environment, which matches the scene in the news that he saw this morning. Although some buildings around the two sides of the strait have changed greatly due to modern changes; but the most important thing is that this bridge is The one I saw on the news is far from as beautiful as the one in the news.

Mottled vermilion lacquer, the wood texture is clearer, and the black lines symbolizing the annual rings in the gaps are in close contact with the fingertips, moist and cold as if touching a living thing.The moist air becomes more humid without being cloyingly sticky.If there were no bad impressions left on him before, such as the tsunami, the crying of women, and the fact that it was too quiet, Mako Hirako still liked this place quite a bit.

Looking up, there is a bright moon hanging high in the dark sky. It does not have the hopeless paleness of Xuquan, but a faint yellowish light, which makes people feel at ease.If it was a dream, it would be too real; if it was a dream, how could he realize that he was in a dream?

He lowered his eyes, and quietly looked at the flowing dark river water.

The legend about the Aizen River.

The Aizen River outside Guangming Temple has been incorporated into many ballads.

The handsome priest of the Tenman Palace fell in love with a Kyoto woman, Meihu, and they had a son.

Afterwards, the priest who returned to Dazaifu was deeply missed by the woman, and even gave up the prosperity of Kyoto and chased him.

Meihu gave up everything, but what she got was the abuse from the priest's wife.The tortured Meihu couldn't take it anymore, and jumped off the Blue Ran River to commit suicide.

The priest held Meihu's body and wept all day long, praying to God to bring her back to life.Finally, Tianman Tianshen was moved by the love affair between the priest and Meihu, and revived Meihu.Today, beside the bridge of Aizan River, there is still a stone tablet that records the story of Meihu's resurrection.

Aizen took off his glasses and threw the tablet beside the mattress: "It could only be seeing undead or something. In this way, Aizen River itself used to be a spiritual vein, but it lost its aura because it dried up later."

He still slept on the floor, while Hirako slept on the bed.After a day of tossing around, Aizen looked like an ordinary person, a little tired.If he was lying on the bed and Hirako was lying on the ground, Aizen would 100% say something like "I'll give you the bed", even if he took someone else's bed forcibly in the first place.

"Hello." He kept lying flat, his eyes fixed on the ceiling, "Do you want to sleep on the bed?"

"It doesn't matter if you don't sleep." Aizan's voice was very calm, maybe because he was sleepy, with a little laziness.

"Seeing how tired you are today, you can sleep in bed tonight."

"Who is to blame for being so tired today?"

Pingzi gritted his back molars: "Then you have been sleeping on the floor before you go to Kyoto, anyway, you were sleeping on tatami when you were in Soul Realm."

Who knew that Aizen got up directly, put the mattress back on the top shelf of the cabinet as quickly as possible, then carried her quilt and pillow, and lay still on the bed.

……childish!Hirako buried her head in the quilt.It may be because of the suppressed spiritual power, and his spirit is not very good, so he fell into a deep sleep with his back to Aizen.

Why did he dream of Aizen River?

The quietly flowing river water looks very cold.Suddenly, a gust of cold wind blew, and he shrank his neck.He only has the Shiba outfit and haori on his body, but he wears this all year round, and he never feels too cold.This cold is obviously not just an ordinary cold wind.

There must be some other reason.

A woman's cry was heard in the distance.

Ah, according to the story Aizen told, here is Aizen River, and over there is the woman who committed suicide by jumping into the river, right?

The crying sound that came with the wind gradually became clear under his conscious search.Under the moonlight, the long blond hair was dragged on the mottled vermilion lacquer bridge, which made the usual dazzling hair color faded a lot.He didn't choose to cut off his excess hair this time, and planned to just let it go, which was better than cutting it in a mess.

"Private...あなたは...どこにいるの..."

my... darling... where are you...

Could it be that woman?

The voice of weeping intermittently was very young.It must be very unwilling to die at such an age, right?

He walked down the bridge slowly, walked along the river to the place where the crying came.

Where he didn't see, strands of his hair slid down the bank and made contact with sleep.

The golden hair was soaked in the dark river water.

The rustling sound of the slowly sliding blond hair rubbing against the feathered fabric became very clear at night, but as the river water soaked, the sound of the friction gradually disappeared.

Hirako Mako woke up earlier than Aizen this time.

At some point, he had already fallen asleep facing Lan Ran.The Grim Reaper doesn't breathe when he sleeps wearing a prosthetic skeleton, and when he rests, it's just the spirit body resting.However, when Aizen didn't wear Yike, not only the surrounding humans could see him, but also the breath he exhaled while sleeping was clearly felt by Hirako.

Brown hair scattered on the pillow, sleep face without glasses.Although the lines of this face suddenly became sharper after losing the glasses, it was much more pleasing to the eye in Pingzi's eyes.

His face was slightly pale, and his breathing was a little messy, only then did Hirako realize that he hadn't controlled his spiritual pressure when he woke up from the dream just now.

Unexpectedly, he was dragged off the bank and struggled in the river.Obviously, the low river can be seen at a glance, but it is only when it sinks into the water that it becomes terrifyingly deep.The unknown black creature climbed up and whispered words that tempted people to fall in a low voice with the sweetest voice in his ear.

This is terrible, Pingzi bet on his slanted bangs, it must have something to do with Aizen.

But even if he loses his strength and can't bear even a little bit of spiritual pressure, why does Aizen Soyousuke remain calm?Does he really have a way to protect himself?

Still asleep like this he was relatively harmless.

Even though he couldn't move his whole body, he still maintained his confidence and opened his mouth to cast the high-level ghost way of abandoning chant, which easily blocked the flow of the spirit king's power.

A man who can easily turn things around no matter how bad the situation is for him.Maybe the self more than 100 years ago was an unfavorable situation for him, and it was really scary to think about it.

Thinking of this, he fell asleep again.This time there is no river, probably dreaming of something farther back.

Even more distant, sleeping in his memory, the night that was as dim as the light of that day.It was still the smile he hated, and the vague words.Things that had happened a long time ago played vaguely in my mind like a real dream.

The aroma of the wine, the laughter of the crowd, it is not an exaggeration to say that these are his best days.

"Since Soyousuke's current physical fitness is really bad." Urahara said, "I decided that our group will go to Kyoto in the way of normal human beings."

Those who decided to go to Kyoto included Aizen, Hirako, Ichigo, the store manager himself, and Yoruichi who didn't turn into a cat.

"Xiaoyu and Satai have to take a good look at the shop!"

After waving goodbye to Shota and Lolita who are no longer Shota and Lolita, the group got on the Shinkansen and headed for Kyoto.All the itinerary and expenses were covered by Aizen. Seeing Aizen's helpless smile, Urahara waved his hand and said that since you are so miserable, I won't charge you this time. Remember to be grateful to me, Yunyun.

There were two big dark circles under Pingzi's eyes, and he looked sluggish.Ichigo shook him: "Hello? Are you okay? Did Aizen do anything to you yesterday?"

Yoruichi and Urahara both looked towards Hirako's direction, and Aizen turned his smile into an unnatural cough just in time.

Another two... no, three, guys polluted by the Women's Association.

Kurosaki Ichigo: "Hirako, why are you staring at me? I'm concerned about you? Hey, you can't draw your sword here! Do you think you're still in Soul Soul Realm!!"

"Let's be honest..." Hirako scratched his head irritably, "I've been dreaming about that... Aizen River for three consecutive days."

Urahara raised his eyebrows slightly interested: "What? What kind of dream is it?"

"That, a bridge with peeling paint and dark river water, you can clearly see the bottom at a glance, but when I stumbled and fell last night, it was actually bottomless... There was also the cry of a girl."

After finishing speaking, he glared at Lan Ran: "It must be you, tell some legends before going to bed."

Aizen froze for a moment, then showed a disdainful smile: "Are you scared?"

"What girl is calling me dear, where are you? It's obviously because you told such a terrible story of resurrection before going to bed!"

"As a god of death, he is still afraid of such legends. The captain really opened my eyes."

Ignoring Hirako, he turned to Urahara and said, "Actually, I read the legend about Aizen River yesterday."

Urahara nodded: "I read it too, you also think it's a spiritual vein?"

"As a spiritual pulse, although the spiritual power will weaken with the passage of time, it is absolutely impossible to completely disappear." Lan Ran cast an approving look, and it is easy for smart people to communicate with each other, "You may let twelve Have the team members checked it?"

Kurosaki Ichigo was a little puzzled: "Wait, why did you know that Aizengawa didn't have spiritual power before?"

The person who was asked pushed his glasses: "Because I have used the Great Spirit Book Corridor before... I have read all the materials there, before I left the world of corpses and souls."

Kurosaki Ichigo didn't understand, but the faces of the other three who had been captains or who were captains all changed very subtle.There are so many materials in the corridor of the Great Spirit Book, and there are 46 rooms under strict guard. How did he get in, and how did he read and memorize all the information inside? Thinking of this, the eyes of the three people changed.

"...Some useless things have been forgotten." Aizen pushed his glasses again modestly, saying lightly.

Although Kurosaki Ichigo has been popularized that there is such a thing as the Great Soul Book Corridor, he doesn't know the importance of this thing.Finding what you want from it is tantamount to finding a needle in a haystack, so you have to search carefully little by little, or write it down all at once, but both have risks, and if you are not careful, you will be brainwashed by these information and become an idiot .In order to get Bengyu, lead the soul world, and finally replace the spirit king, Lan Ran is really motivated...

"Well, anyway, if we go this time, the workload will be quite heavy. Ichigo will be stationed there during the day, and we will lead Aizen out at night." Urahara broke the awkward silence, and turned the topic back, "I brought a The cloak that hides the spiritual pressure, considering that Aizen is only half-baked at hypnosis, this time I specially added the function of camouflage—thanks to me, Soyousuke.”

Hearing his name, Aizen's eyebrows seemed to twitch a little.

"In short, our goal this time is to find the mirror flower and the water moon. Since Aizen said that the spirit of his Zanpakuto will leave the blade body to move freely, so we have to do a good job in the situation where there is only a sword but no sword soul—"

"Or find Kappo but don't have a sword." Aizen added in a timely manner.

Hearing this, the man with messy hair and beard gave him a sharp and meaningful look that didn't match his appearance.

"Maybe, it's either the body of the sword or the spirit of the sword, half and half possible."

Hirako remained so decadent until the time he checked into the hotel.

"Well, because Aizen River has suddenly become a tourist attraction recently," Aizen said, and distributed the room cards to the other three people, "I only booked a single room, a double room and a double bed. Urahara, you Discuss with Yoruichi whether she should live in a single room or Kurosaki. I will sleep in the same room as Herako."

Hirako was shocked: "Urahara, I want to sleep in a single room!"

Kurosaki Ichigo's orange hair exploded completely: "I want to sleep in a single room!!!"

Aizen Soyousuke received unprecedented and unanimous disgust from the other four people, holding a room card for a double bed in his hand, and stood there smiling.Fortunately, Yoruichi made a decisive decision and gave Ichigo the key card of the single room. Kurosaki Ichigo gave Hirako a sorry look, and strode towards the elevator with his bag on his back without looking back.Relying on her height difference, Aizen grabs Pingzi's collar, and Yeyi takes the room card of the double room and walks away first.When Urahara was about to leave, he gave Hirako a sympathetic look: "You were the one who said you wanted to monitor Aizen."

After that, Urahara also strode to follow, and the three of them walked into the elevator. Urahara stretched out a hand in a goodbye gesture to bid farewell to Hirako.

"Is it so awkward to sleep with me, Mako Hirako?" Aizen's voice sounded behind him, "It's not like I haven't slept before."

What he said was very ambiguous, and the service staff next to him who wanted to ask what was going on also stopped in his tracks.

"Aizen——!"

"Hmm." The person whose surname was called had obvious joy in his voice.

It seemed that he was making trouble for no reason in the public, Mako Hirako immediately gave up struggling and stood upright, and Aizen also let go of his collar obediently.

That's definitely not a good sign, absolutely.

He has always had a headache for people who do things in a stereotyped way.But what about when you're dealing with someone who looks old-fashioned but is actually ambitious?

No matter how many official documents are handed to him, he will complete them with a smile, even if he works overtime; no matter how many times he teases him, he will protest him with a wry smile, but never get angry-how can it be that such a person makes him suffer even more?

The more you play tricks, the more irritable you feel, and the more you feel that you are making trouble for no reason.The gods of death around him, including captains and deputy captains, all asked him why he did this cryptically.In addition to Jingle's eyes looking at him with a little bit of ridicule, Hirako also thought for a while whether it was his fault.

This kind of guy who came up all the way relying on his own ability, and now even has the personal guards, damn it, the cute girls in the fan team are all around him, vice-captain Aizen, vice-captain Aizen, that, he is really hot big.

"Hey, Soyousuke!"

Sure enough, there was a reply from the next door: "What's the matter, Captain?"

"Tonight's meeting with the captain and deputy captain, come with me!"

"But I still have the official documents that you didn't finish when you accompanied Deputy Captain Yuanshi to Liuhun Street the day before yesterday..."

"Nonsense!" He raised his voice impatiently, "Do it tomorrow!"

The other side seemed to be thinking, and after a while, Aizen replied with a sigh: "Okay, captain."

In the squadron, the cherry blossoms in the yard in front of the captain's gate are in full bloom, but the cherry blossoms in the thirteenth squadron are the best.The annual cherry blossom viewing reception, no matter how many years have passed, is a time worth enjoying.Under the moonlight, the petals of cherry blossoms flying in the dark blue night sky swirled and fell into the wine glass - even the warriors of the [-]th team who often fight with their heads full of muscles will bring out good wine in their own yard. Wine celebrates the season of singing, even if the singing is ugly.

How will the cherry blossom viewing be tonight?

While squinting his eyes, watching the cherry blossom petals falling leisurely in the afternoon sun, he was thinking this way.