I rely on cooking to dominate the ghost killing team

The memory of the first year of life is a slightly fragmented fragment.

It was the warm hand extended to her by the taciturn mother.She is a very ordinary woman, always with a kind smile on the corner of her mouth, she will silently worry about her father who has not returned home for a long time, and fulfill her duties as a pillar wife with wordless tenacity.

Those memories are the tunes that the elder brother would hum when coaxing her, and the second brother who was practicing swordsmanship in the courtyard.

The second son, Erdu, doesn't have much talent for swordsmanship.His physique is not suitable for learning the breath of thunder at all, so he can only learn the relatively easier breath of water, trying to use this as a basis for transition.So in Wuyue's memory, he always seems to be accompanied by waves, a young man as soft as running water.

After the eldest brother became a member of the ghost killing team and became busy, the person who hummed a lullaby to lull her to sleep became Erdu.Sometimes March and Yotsuba will make trouble on the sidelines - they always live freely and idle.Even if Er Du sternly attacked them a few times, these two skinny kids didn't care at all.

She remembered that there was a pear tree in the courtyard, which would bear fruit in early summer.Mother would mash pears and feed them to her with a small spoon.

The clear sweetness is the most vivid taste in the plain memories of childhood.

"Then, that night came. My father was not at home. The ghost must have picked such a day specially and broke into my house."

In an unusually calm tone, she said.

"I heard the voice—the first one to be eaten was March. Then Clover. The two of them are twins, and both have thin-blooded physiques. The strength of that ghost has skyrocketed."

Although it was just an unfounded guess, Wuyue always felt that if the third and fourth brothers could escape from the hands of the ghosts, his father might be able to defeat Shenming.

"Everyone was woken up by their screams. They started to run away and ran away in a panic. The ghost's strength skyrocketed due to thin blood, and he quickly grabbed my mother. The eldest brother hugged me, he wanted to do something, But the mother let him escape. Then the father finally came back."

In May, it was actually hard to imagine his father's mood that night.How would he feel when he walked across the corpses and saw that his beloved wife and children had lost their breath?In her shattered memory fragments, all that can be seen is the thick dark color, the smell of blood permeates every corner, the sound of chewing and screaming, and the thunder that pierces the sky rang in her ears at the same time.

But she couldn't see her father's mood, and she couldn't guess her father's determination at that moment.

"The eldest brother and the second brother wanted to help, but they were chased away by their father. Do you have any memory of this scene? He once replayed this memory when he encountered the ghost who pryed into his mind.

"I leaned on my elder brother's shoulder and saw my father use the six-shaped form--the six-shaped form that I could never learn. This was the last move he used. He probably wanted to suppress the ghost with this move." , but the ghost broke through Lei, and closed the distance at the cost of being covered in bruises. Then, his father was grabbed by his arm and torn into pieces... Don't you think this is very similar to the plot in a third-rate horror movie? ?”

Maybe even third-rate horror movies don't bother to shoot such routines, but she saw it with her own eyes.

Vaguely, she seemed to be able to understand the reason why she still couldn't learn the sixth form of Thunder Breathing.

Perhaps it was because the memory of the Sixth Form was particularly frightening, so the brain consciously sealed it up, leaving only the unconscious resistance in her heart hindering her and the Sixth Form of Thunder Breathing.

She really wanted to understand the reason, but Wuyue still couldn't make sure whether recalling this memory would really allow her to learn the Six Forms.

"Phew... But actually, what I'm most worried about is not whether I can learn the six forms. I have other confusions in my heart."

"What's bothering you?"

Facing Yiyong's inquiry, Wuyue hesitated inexplicably, sat up from the bed, and remained silent for a while.Her silence was not because he didn't want to talk to Giyuu about his inner confusion.It's just that her mind is in a mess at the moment, she is thinking about how to express herself most clearly.

Lowering her eyes wordlessly, she straightened the folds of her nightdress, sat up straight, and threw a sentence to Yiyong as if it didn't make sense: "Don't you think my father's death is strange?"

Yiyong really felt that something was a little strange, but he didn't understand what kind of strangeness Wu Yue was referring to by "strange".

"I mean, I think it's weird that my father would be killed by that ghost. My father, he's the naruto of the ghost squad, but that disgusting ghost just got stripped It's just rubbish with the name of the next string!"

May is unwilling to say the ghost's name—in her opinion, a guy who has abandoned his self-esteem as a human being and escaped into the darkness, and committed such a crime, is absolutely unworthy of having a name.

"Besides, my father almost got rid of this bastard in the first year he joined the Ghost Killing Team. This shows that he is very weak, doesn't it? But such a weak piece of garbage made my father..."

There was a stalk in the throat, and May stopped here.She didn't want to talk any more, she picked up the cup beside the bed and drank all the water in one gulp.This made her somewhat more comfortable.

"The reason why Shenming broke into your house should be to seek revenge." Yi Yong analyzed, "If you think about it this way, the logic will become more orderly. Because your father defeated him, he was dissatisfied, so He hid his tracks and lay in ambush for many years, and did not reappear until his strength grew to the point where he could fight Naruto."

His analysis sounds reasonable and well-founded, but it is very similar to this.

May listened, nodding now and then.But in this series of logical chains, there is still a discordant link.

"However, he was deprived of the name of the next string. You also saw that the words engraved on his eyeballs were crossed. Why is this?" She bent her legs, curled her body into a ball, and rested her head on her knees Going up, he tilted his head and looked at Yiyong, "Among the ghosts, there should be someone similar to 'boss', right? 'Boss' has the ability to give titles to subordinates, and also has the ability to deprive them of titles. If I were This boss, my Xiaxian subordinate was almost killed by a fledgling swordsman, he will definitely be so angry that he will be demoted... Oh no, I made a mistake, I will deprive him of his title of Xiaxian."

Just now she accidentally made up the class relationship between ghosts and ghosts into the Black Heart Society...

But whether it's a black heart club or a bad-hearted ghost, her guess won't change much.

"I think the situation may be like this." Yi Yong said his guess, "Because he was defeated by Naruto, he felt his own incompetence. He felt that his dignity was challenged, so he angrily abandoned the identity of Xia Xian, All I want is to defeat Naruto."

"...does that guy look like such an 'righteous' guy?"

Yi Yong shook his head sincerely: "To be honest, it's not like it."

Although he didn't have much contact with Shenming, Giyuu never felt any positive emotions in him—it seemed to be completely filled with sin and hatred, revealing a cold and miserable feeling.

No matter whether Shen Ming is an "upright" ghost, no matter whether their guess is correct or not, it's just a guess.The truth is hidden in the bones of the dead and hidden in Shenming's own mind, which Yiyong and Wuyue, who are outsiders, have no way of knowing.

Thinking of this, May is inevitably a little depressed.She didn't like the feeling of walking in the unknown.

"Could it be that we have to remain unknown like this, and we can only rely on brain supplements? Sigh...but I don't like this..."

May sighed, reaching for the cup.Noticing that the weight in her hand seemed a little light, she remembered that she had already drank all the water just now.

She curled her lips helplessly, put the cup back to its original place, and suddenly felt Yiyong touch her.

"Someone must know everything," he said.

Looking into Yiyong's eyes, May immediately understood what he meant.

Without thinking, she flinched.

"Indeed, the anchor must be able to know. But I'm afraid he won't tell me." After a pause, she asserted, "He will never tell me."

She could even imagine what Anchor would say to prevaricate herself.

- You will affect the future!

Wuyue didn't want to go out of her way to experience the feeling of being deflated.Anyway, the result of asking and not asking is the same, so she should stop asking.

The reluctance emanating from Wuyue was about to overflow, even Yiyong could easily feel it.He pursed his lips, and said to her encouragingly: "It's always okay to try to ask. It's better not to ask than not to try."

May tilted her head to look at him, and slowly lowered her bent legs.Giyuu's words made her quickly compromise.

"That's right. I'll ask him next time I see him."

As for when the "next time" will be, this question is more of a matter of opinion.The anchor has always been elusive, and he never said when or where he would appear.

Probably we can only wait patiently for Master Anchor's arrival.she thinks.

But even though she had thought it so clearly in her heart, Wuyue still couldn't hold back her desire to complain, and muttered in a low voice: "That guy, Anchor, feels unreliable at all, like the kind who does things without planning at all." Just like people, it's really... ah—"

Before he finished speaking, a long yawn interrupted what he hadn't finished speaking.She squinted her eyes halfway, and the tiredness that accompanied the yawn made her suddenly not want to speak any more.

"you should go to bed."

As Yiyong said, he turned off the light, no matter how Wuyue claimed that he was full of energy, he forced her back to the bed, and helped her cover the quilt by the way.

It's just that his movements were a little bigger, and he couldn't see anything clearly in the darkness, which almost covered Wu Yue's head.May fluttered wildly under the covers, not knowing whether it was nervousness or other emotions.

"Okay, okay. I'll go to sleep." She said hurriedly, "Go to sleep too."

"Ah."

Seeing Wuyue lay down obediently, he returned to his bed.

After dawdling so late, Yiyong and Wuyue were already very tired.Not long after lying down, they fell into a deep dream together.

May's dream smelled of pears—but Yiyong was chased by a vicious crocodile wearing glasses all night.