If life could be repeated

"I didn't expect that although you don't have the memory of your previous life, you still treasure this painting...... Forget it, forgive you. She whispered, taking the painting into her arms.

"Who's there?" asked a sudden low voice.

Lu Ajiu suddenly turned his head, and it turned out to be Shao Yixuan, who had already stepped into the Treasure Pavilion at some point.

"You, is it?" Shao Yixuan frowned slightly.

The

figure flashed in front of him, and before Shao Yixuan could react, Lu Ajiu's knife was already against his neck, and he subconsciously held the holster on his waist, as if he wanted to pull out the gun.

"Shao Dujun, if you are confident that your gun can be pulled out before I can cut your neck, then you can pull out your gun. Lu Ajiu's voice was indescribably cold, completely lacking the clever smile and affection at the beginning.

Shao Yixuan weighed the situation in front of him, and slowly let go of the gun in the holster: "Boss Xue, who are you?"

Lu Ajiu said lightly: "Perhaps, I am a thief in your eyes now." "

Shao Yixuan said: "Are you here for the painting that hangs on the wall? It's not a famous painting. "

Lu Ajiu said, "I know. "

Shao Yixuan said: "Don't you wonder who the author of this painting is?"

Lu Ajiu said: "Shao Chengjin. "

Shao Yixuan nodded: "My great-grandfather." He said that he had been waiting for a night to return, but he could not wait. "

Lu Ajiu's eyes shook, as if he had been hit in the heart by a heavy hammer.

"That great-grandfather's night homecoming...... Looks a lot like you. And, it's very strange, I've been dreaming of her figure in my dreams recently, just like in the painting, with a pink jacket, a black cloth skirt, a begonia flower on her sideburns, and a pipa in her arms......" Shao Yixuan looked at Lu Ah Jiu and saw that her eyes were fluttering, as if she was hiding endless thoughts.

"I think you might have something to do with her, don't you...... Are you her daughter?" said Shao Yixuan.

"Shao Dujun, it's true that it's my fault today, but I still hope to take that painting with me. Lu Ajiu said.

Shao Yixuan said without hesitation: "Okay." Since you have some relationship with the woman in the painting, it doesn't hurt to take her with you, and if you can, I hope that when I visit you another day, you can tell me the story of my great-grandfather and this woman. "

Lu Ajiu nodded indifferently: "Okay." "

A smile bloomed on Shao Yixuan's face, as if he had long been sure that she would agree.

Lu Ajiu walked out of the Treasure Pavilion generously, and Shao Yixuan followed.

"Shao Overseer. A short and fat man in a kimono with his hands copied walked towards Shao Yixuan surrounded by a group of Dongying soldiers.

Lu Ajiu and Shao Yixuan paused at the same time, and their eyes lit up with vigilance and disgust.

Lu Ajiu naturally knew this man in a kimono.

His name is Kazuo Honda, and he is the chief of the Kwantung Military Garrison Command. And it was this Kazuo Honda who had fought with Shao Yixuan many times in his previous life, and in the end, Kazuo Honda sent the most powerful killer in Dongying to assassinate Shao Yixuan for their Greater East Asia Co-prosperity Plan, causing Shao Yixuan to be shot several times when he went to the front line to fight.

As soon as Lu Ajiu saw this person, he felt that old hatred and new hatred came to his heart at the same time, and he couldn't wait to eat his flesh and sleep on his skin. But she also knew that this person had always been insidious and vicious, cunning and cunning, and to deal with him, she couldn't carry it hard, she had to outwit him, she had to deal with him, and she had to use all her strength to secretly protect Shao Yixuan in this world, so that Shao Yixuan would not be assassinated by the Dongying people.

And behind Kazuo Honda, there was also a man who was slightly taller than him, wearing a black hat and a white hunting coat similar to the nobility of the Toei Heian period, I don't know what his identity was, but Lu Ajiu felt a cold and strange aura from his body.

The Dongying man in the hunting suit was also looking at Lu Ajiu, and then, he whispered Dongying in Honda's ear, although Lu Ajiu didn't understand Dongying very well, but he could feel the malice emanating from him.

"Shao Dujun, this beautiful woman, don't you know that she is the lady of your mansion?" Honda Kazuo's eyes were greedy and evil, and he stared at Lu Ajiu stubbornly, which made Shao Yixuan very unhappy.

"Not really, but she's my guest. Shao Yixuan said coldly.

The man in the hunting clothes whispered something in Honda's ear again, and Hondo shook his head and said to Shao Yixuan: "Shao Dujun, I heard that she is Mr. Xue Wufang, a famous drama master in the capital, and this friend of mine is named Anton Liji, and she is our Dongying's Onmyoji, oh, I don't know if you know the Onmyoji? The Onmyoji is the most respected priesthood-like figure in our place, he said, Boss Xue has some yin energy, and I am afraid that he will be entangled in ...... by powerful ghosts and monsters."

Lu Ajiu said coldly: "I'm sorry, I want to correct two points, first, I'm not a drama master, just a singing drama, the last stream of the three religions and nine streams, the kind that is looked down upon by the rich, and second, the onmyoji of your country is not a god-like figure, the simple and popular saying is that he is just a liar who swaggers and deceives in the name of exorcism." "