At this time, in the woods, two figures were looking around. One was wearing a green robe, a green and white striped hat, the front of the hat brim was slightly sunken, wearing wooden clogs at his feet, holding a cane in his right hand, and a fan in his left hand. His stubble-covered face showed sloppiness, unscrupulousness, and some carelessness.
The other person, with short black hair sticking up to the sky, was wearing ordinary modern clothes, and his square face had a look of impatience at this time.
"Hey! I said, Urahara, can you find the direction?"
"Well! This is my first time here too!" Kisuke Urahara quickly opened the small fan and said lazily, "But, it doesn't matter! Just wait a little longer, Mr. Shadow will notice us coming, Shiba... it's Mr. Isshin Kurosaki!"
"What are you doing!" Isshin Kurosaki said unhappily; "Why do you have such a heavy fog when you have nothing to do! The woods are so big, we can't find the direction even when we come in!"
"It's just to prevent others from breaking in!" Kisuke Urahara covered half of his face; "Moreover, Mr. Kurosaki, if Mr. Shadow hears what you say, it will be very troublesome!"
Kisuke Urahara had just finished speaking. Suddenly, dozens of sharp sword lights scraped the soil on the ground, leaving deep marks, and rushed towards the two of them at extremely fast speeds.
"This is also an attack! Damn it!"
Isshin Kurosaki reached for his waist, but found nothing. At this moment, he remembered that he could no longer be counted as Bleach.
"Benihime! Blood Mist Shield!"
With the liberation of Kisuke Urahara, the crutch in his hand turned into a slender Zanpakutō, and a triangular shield blocked the two people.
"Boom boom boom!"
The sword light hit the shield, making a series of explosions.
After the smoke and dust dissipated, Kisuke Urahara looked at the surroundings that were still full of fog, put away Benihime, and shook the folding fan; "Really! I didn't expect that Mr. Shadow would also sneak up on me! It would be terrible if he ruined my handsome face!"
"Hmph!"
With a cold snort, a figure slowly walked out of the thick fog. He had dark broken hair, a few fine hairs in front of his forehead and around his ears. He was wearing a sleeveless dark blue blouse, tied with iron wristbands and leggings, and Zanpakutō was inserted diagonally at the waist.
"Is he Shadow! The legendary figure of Soul Society a hundred years ago!" Isshin Kurosaki looked at Shadow solemnly; "It is exactly the same as the rumors!"
"Well! Mr. Shadow is still the same! He's as indifferent as ever!" Kisuke Urahara put away his fan and leaned on Zanpakutō, who had turned into a cane again, and said with a smile, "We are all old friends. We haven't seen each other for a hundred years, but today you greeted me with a knife when we met!"
"Let's go!"
Not paying any attention to Kisuke Urahara, Shadow turned around and spat out one word coldly.
"Hey! Let's go!" Kisuke Urahara was stunned immediately; "Well, Mr. Shadow, we are here to find Yoruichi!"
"..." Shadow frowned slightly, but did not stop and said coldly, "Follow me!"
"······"Kisuke Urahara.
"······"Isshin Kurosaki.
"Mr. Shadow, please don't omit those two words!" Kisuke Urahara's face was covered with black lines; "It's easy for people to misunderstand!"
"Hmph!"
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The further we walked in, the fog became less and less, until we walked out of the woods, the fog had disappeared, and what came into view was the huge house Dark Night Residence.
"Suddenly I felt like I was back at Soul Society!" Kisuke Urahara said with emotion; "If I knew the scenery was so good, I should have come earlier!"
Unexpectedly, as soon as he finished speaking, a cold look came over him, and Kisuke Urahara laughed dryly; "Haha! Just kidding, just kidding, don't you mind, Mr. Shadow!"
As he spoke, he walked to the door of the house, opened the door, and without warning, a figure suddenly appeared and kicked him hard. The target, Kisuke Urahara.
"Bang!"
Kisuke Urahara immediately flew out, but he flipped with a quick reaction and landed safely; "Yoruichi, you guy!"
"Kisuke, your reaction is too slow!"
Yoruichi Shihōin landed on the stone statue at the door, looking down at Kisuke Urahara.
She has gorgeous purple hair tied into a high ponytail at the back of her head. The hair in front of her forehead is naturally parted to both sides. She is wearing a tight orange jacket. There are white stripes on both shoulders. Her wheat-colored face is full of deep smiles.
"Well! Yoruichi has grown his hair!" Kisuke Urahara said in surprise.
"Yes!" Yoruichi Shihōin stroked his hair and jumped down from the stone statue; "It has grown before you know it!"
"Time flies so fast!" Kisuke Urahara echoed.
"But, having said that, Kisuke, you have changed a lot too!" Yoruichi Shihōin said with a smile.
"Do people always change?" Kisuke Urahara pressed the hat on his head and whispered.
"Hey! Yoruichi, long time no see!" Isshin Kurosaki grinned and walked forward with a smile on his face.
"You are..." Blinking his eyes, Yoruichi Shihōin said with some uncertainty; "You are, Isshin!"
"That's right!" Isshin Kurosaki nodded repeatedly and said, "I really didn't expect it. I just met a few times when I was a kid. Yoruichi, you still remember me!"
"My memory has always been very good! What's more, are you the uncle of Kukaku and Kaien!" Yoruichi Shihōin's tone suddenly became a little deeper, probably because he thought of the dead Kaien Shiba!
Kisuke Urahara and Isshin Kurosaki were also somewhat silent. They were also very sad about the death of Kaien Shiba. After all, they both had a deep friendship.
Shadow looked at Yoruichi Shihōin and sighed in his heart. A strange color flashed through his dark eyes, and then he immediately became calm.
"Stop talking about this!" Isshin Kurosaki patted his head and said, "Kaien doesn't want everyone to be so unhappy!"
"Yes!" Yoruichi Shihōin took a deep breath; "By the way, Isshin, aren't you the captain of Tenth Division at Soul Society! How come you have time to come to World of the Living and are still together with Kisuke!"
"This matter is really a long story!" Isshin Kurosaki sighed and said; "In short, I was plotted by Aizen and almost lost my life. Fortunately, I was saved by a Quincy. However, in order to save me, she also...Hollowfication!"
"Hollowfication!" Yoruichi Shihōin said in surprise; "Is it the same Hollowfication as Kensei, Hiyori!"
"Well!" Isshin Kurosaki said calmly; "In order to save her, I temporarily lost Bleach's power. However, this is nothing. I plan to live a peaceful life in World of the Living!"
"As for Aizen, I will settle the score with him. By the way, Yoruichi, from now on, just call me, Isshin Kurosaki!"
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