I rely on cooking to dominate the ghost killing team

The envelope fell from mid-air and almost fell to the ground. Wu Yue hurriedly opened her hands to pick it up, and managed to hold a corner of the envelope, but was yelled and scolded by the crow again.

"You can't do it, Takio Mayzuki! How can you be Mizujo's stepson with such poor skills! Go back and practice hard!"

Obviously, I didn't see a crow's feathers for ten days and a half months, but when I met them, I complained mercilessly. Wu Yue really couldn't figure out where I had treated this crow badly, which caused it to treat me so badly. unfriendly.

She didn't want to complain, she just sighed softly.

The crow's ears were bright, and the sigh did not slip away quietly.It was immediately annoyed, and swooped down on Wu Yue's head, pecking at her hair, and said angrily: "Hmph! You want to complain about me if you don't listen to me! Isn't it true that your poor skills are not true! "

Listening to the crow's angrily accusation, Wu Yue didn't know what to say, so she had to laugh a few times clumsily.

Yiyong stood aside and looked coldly at the jumping crow and May, who was enduring silently. Without saying a word, he raised his hand, grabbed the crow's wings, and flung it aside.

The weak, pitiful and helpless crow rolled a few times in the wind, and then managed to stabilize its small body.It was so angry that it wanted to jump, but the indifferent man standing in front of it was the water column of the Ghost Killing Squad after all—it was the super fierce water column!

It didn't dare to make more noise.

Unconvinced, "quack" called twice, and the crow flapped its wings and flew away.

I don't know when the next time I see it will be.Thinking of this, Wuyue straightened her messy hair and opened the envelope.

There were not many words in the letter, Wuyue quickly glanced at it.

"Miss Lianzhu said that she would bake a honey cake this afternoon and invited me to eat it." Wuyue smiled slightly, folded the letter paper again, put it back in the envelope, and murmured to herself, "She is so kind." ..."

Hearing Wu Yue's words, Yi Yong stopped, pointed to the longitudinal road facing south, and said to Wu Yue: "Follow this road, and you should be able to reach her house soon."

"Eh...really?"

A trace of curiosity flashed across Wu Yue's eyes, but soon the emotion sank.She lowered her eyes and shook her head.

"Forget it, I'd better not go." She whispered, "I will write a letter to Miss Lianzhu later."

"Why don't you go?" Yiyong lowered his head and looked straight at her, his gaze made Wuyue nowhere to hide, "Don't you want to go?"

"It's not that I don't want to go...it's just that I'm not in the mood right now."

She twitched her lips helplessly.

"Thinking about the past, thinking that I can live now-thinking about all these things makes me a little... I don't know how to say it, I just feel that I am not qualified to feel sorry for everything in life now. Pleasure or joy."

Once any bright emotions emerge from the heart, a heavy heart will follow, suppressing all the bright emotions.The thinking pattern buried in the subconscious told Wuyue that she could not be happy now.

Yi Yong can fully understand her mood, even if she never reveals her mood.

"I know you must be very upset," he said.

"Oh...it's actually okay." She squeezed out a stiff smile, "My mood is not as bad as I imagined. I'm not... particularly sad. Maybe it's because I already had Had a pretty bad experience—in fact, I haven't had much good things in my past life. So now that I hear about the accident at Takio's house, I won't be too sad."

She thought that she had probably reached the lower limit of pain now.

But it was also imprisoned in such a lower limit.She forced herself to immerse herself in the bitter water of grief, letting all the sorrow seep into the marrow of her bones.

Perhaps before she succeeded in taking revenge on that evil spirit, this grief would be rooted in her body and would not dissipate easily.

"You'd better go." Walking silently on the road, Yi Yong said suddenly, "It's better to take it easy."

There is no need to push yourself to such a point.he thinks.

Wuyue froze for a moment, lowering her head even lower.She really wanted to go, but...

"Go." Yi Yong said again, "It's okay."

Yi Yong is stubborn, and Wu Yue insists on his own opinion.But this time she changed her point of view.

"Then what about Mr. Yiyong's dinner?" She raised her voice, looking extremely confident, "If I really go, maybe I won't be able to come back until very late. Then you will be hungry."

Yi bravely froze—this is indeed a question worth considering.

But it really doesn't matter.

"Although I'm really not good at cooking, I'm not going to starve myself." He promised solemnly, "Don't worry about me about this kind of thing, go to Ganlu Temple's house and have a good time - don't even think about it So much. Just relax, even if it's just for today."

His words finally moved May.

Maybe it's good to go.Besides, this is the first time she has been invited by Mitsuri, if she refuses, it will definitely hurt Mitsuri's mood.

After weighing it in her heart, she nodded.

"Okay...then I'm leaving. See you tonight, Mr. Yiyong."

"Ah."

Saying goodbye to Yiyong, Wuyue turned around and walked on the road he pointed out to himself earlier.

After walking a few steps, she suddenly turned around.

"I'll be back as soon as possible—!"

From a distance, she said loudly to Giyuu.She saw Yiyong raised his hand to her, probably this was his answer.

She was relieved and moved on.

Along this road, we arrived at the house of Mitsuri in Ganroji Temple.

As soon as she heard Wuyue's knock on the door, Mitsuri ran out quickly and opened the door for Wuyue.She still had an apron around her waist, and she seemed to have just come out of the kitchen.

"You came so fast!" Mitsuri had a bright smile on her face, "I just started to make it. It seems that you have to wait a while to eat the honey cake. I'm so sorry."

"It's okay." Wuyue waved his hand, "Because I happen to be nearby, so I came faster. Let me help you. Can you?"

"Of course!"

Mitsuri hooked her arm affectionately and led her to the kitchen.

The kitchen table is full of various raw materials, and the flour has just been poured into the bowl.Miri Makoto didn't bully Wuyue—she really only started one thing.

I haven't made honey cake in May, but I have made this type of dessert a few times, so I don't need to be in a hurry to help.

Shaking the sieve lightly, Wuyue sifted the flour finely, then added sugar and beaten eggs, and kneaded the batter with chopsticks.She moved quickly and quietly, just silently doing what she was doing.

Mitsuri was lighting a fire in the oven.

This traditional old-fashioned oven seems to be difficult to serve, and Mitsuri struggled to keep the oven at the right temperature.

After finally getting the oven done, Mitsuri wanted to cheer.

Wuyue leaned over, holding a bowl of batter in her hand, and kept stirring it with chopsticks, while curiously looking at the oven of Mitsuri's house.

"Oh, there's flour on your face." Mitsuri stood up and reached out to her, "I'll wipe it off for you."

Mitsuri wiped it lightly with her hands.The flour was gone, but it left a black mark on May's face.Mitsuri froze for a moment, then hurriedly looked at her palm—her hand was actually covered with charcoal ash at some point.

Seeing the black marks on Wuyue's face, Mitsuri wanted to laugh but felt embarrassed, so she apologized repeatedly and wiped her face clean with a wet towel.

"Sorry, I'm sorry, I was self-defeating!"

Suppressing her smile, Mitsuri apologized again and again, and carefully wiped off all traces on her face.

May waved her hand and smiled at Mitsuri: "It's okay."

Although I haven't seen what my face has become, but I imagine it a little bit, it's probably very funny.She couldn't help chuckling.

Hearing this laughter, Mitsuri was stunned.She suddenly breathed a sigh of relief, and patted Wuyue's shoulder vigorously, the slight worry in her eyes finally disappeared.

"Little Wuyue, you're laughing." She pushed Wuyue's long hair back, "I always feel that today you are different from last time. Are you unhappy?"

"Well……"

Wuyue did not expect Mitsuri to discover something strange about herself.She thought she had covered it up well.

She didn't want to make Mitsuri worry too much, and subconsciously wanted to prevaricate it, but seeing Mitsuri's concerned expression, she suddenly couldn't speak perfunctory words.

With her head lowered, she whispered, "I'm not unhappy. It's just that today I learned something that I didn't know before—it's quite a heavy thing, so I'm overwhelmed."

Wuyue pursed her lips, and told Mitsuri about the Takio family.

Whenever it comes to the heart-wrenching part, Wu Yue can feel the hand that Mitsuri is holding on to her suddenly tighten.Her light green eyes were shining with water, as if she was about to shed tears.

"So that's how it is...it's really not easy." Mitsuri sucked her nose vigorously, and hugged Wuyue into her arms, "Little Wuyue is really strong!"

The softness that hits the face is equivalent to the feeling of suffocation that hits the face, and Wu Yue couldn't catch her breath in an instant.

But it was surprisingly relaxing.

Wuyue poked her head out of the soft feeling, and said in a low voice: "May I ask, Miss Ganlusi, do you have any impression of that thunder and lightning ghost?"

"Just call me by my name." Mitsuri said, thinking about it seriously, "Use Raiden's second string...Since his eyeball was crossed, it is very likely that he would have It's no longer a ghost."

May was confused: "Oh—?"

She still doesn't know what a ghost is, and she has encountered few ghosts.She felt that her understanding of ghosts was really lacking.

She hurriedly asked Mitsuri for advice about the Xia Xiangui.Mitsuri explained it to her in detail, and also popularized the matter of the winding ghost by the way.

"I have encountered this kind of ghost who was deprived of the lower class before."

Mitsuri said.

However, she only encountered this type of ghost once, and because she moved too fast, she couldn't get any words out of that ghost's mouth.

Subconsciously, she wanted to say sorry to Wuyue again, but suddenly remembered something, and lightly tugged Wuyue's hand.

"I know that my lord has stored all the ghost killing files since the establishment of the ghost killing team!" She excitedly shared to Wuyue, "Regardless of whether the ghost is successfully killed or not, it will be recorded. I think there must be The content related to the second string. You can go there and have a look!"

Itsuki thought about Mitsuri's words.

"Damn... file?"