I rely on cooking to dominate the ghost killing team

"Poison...?"

Previously, Wuyue heard from other members of the Ghost Killing Team that using poison is the favorite move of Zongzhu Butterfly Ninja.By accurately matching different types of poisons, it is enough to kill ghosts invisible.

In fact, Wuyue hadn't had any contact with Butterfly Ninja before hearing this statement.So the image of Worm Pillar that she conjured up at that time was an image of an agent—probably similar to a sexually transformed version of James Bond or Ix Hunter, in short, it was a very capable appearance.

However, the real Miss Chongzhu seems to be completely different from her brain supplement, but this is not a bad thing, after all, Wuyue's liking for Butterfly Ninja will not be reduced in any way because of the difference between her brain supplement and reality.

"As you may know, I'm the only swordsman in the Ghost Killing Team who can't cut off the neck of a ghost with a Japanese sword."

Butterfly Shinobu was also smiling when he said this, but it was not a polite and distant smile.Wu Yue felt that the curvature of her mouth at this moment was probably a smile from the bottom of her heart.

Butterfly stood up, raised her arms slightly, and her sleeves drooped because of her movements.For the first time, Wu Yue felt that the pattern printed on the little gown she was wearing looked so much like the wings of a butterfly - Wu Yue didn't seem to pay attention to this point before.

"Did you see it?" Butterfly Ren said softly, "I am not tall, and I can even be said to be thin. I am not strong, so I can't cut off the neck of ghosts. So using poison is my way of fighting. The juice extracted from the wisteria flower is the poison most feared by evil spirits, and not many ghosts can escape the sanction of the wisteria flower poison."

May listened carefully, nodding from time to time.

In Butterfly Shinobu's words, she managed to find resonance.She was inexplicably moved, squeezed Butterfly Shinobi's hand, and sighed in an eager tone: "I, I, I! I don't have much strength!"

Obviously, Wuyue missed the point of the words again.But this time, she quickly got back on track and brought out the obvious points.

"So, isn't poison an amazing move—no, isn't this an invincible move! As long as you use poison, you can kill any ghost. Wow..." She tilted her head up, her eyes flickering In the light of admiration, she already looked like a little fan of Butterfly Ninja, and unconsciously began to blow clumsy rainbow farts, "Miss Ninja is so powerful, I feel even stronger than Mr. Yiyong."

Butterfly patted her head and smiled happily: "Although your first sentence needs to be corrected, I am very satisfied with the second sentence."

Yi Yong, who was walking on the green brick road, sneezed hard twice.He rubbed his nose vigorously, thinking that he might have caught a cold.

"By the way. Was my first sentence wrong?" Wu Yue tilted her head in confusion.

Butterfly Ninja nodded slightly: "Yes. For different ghosts, the amount of deadly poison is not the same. If it is a weak ghost, maybe a small amount of wisteria flower pollen is enough to kill it. But if it is a more powerful ghost—or even a winding ghost, their tolerance to poison itself is an inestimable and uncertain value. If they also have the ability to decompose toxins, it is considered a lethal There is no way to cause any significant damage to it."

"Oh, I see……"

May nodded knowingly.After listening to Die Die Ren's detailed explanation, she finally had some idea of ​​"poison".

It turned out that her previous thoughts were indeed a bit too optimistic.That being the case, if you want to use poison as a means of reversal, it seems that the feasibility is not very high...

Seeming to have seen through Wuyue's mind completely, Butterfly Ninja said: "For different ghosts, poisons in different proportions need to be prepared. Indeed, sometimes, poisons cannot kill ghosts with one blow, but at least they can restrain ghosts. Action. It may be a few minutes, or it may be only a short second - no matter what, these moments will become the most precious opportunity for reversal."

In May, Mosai suddenly opened.

Why didn't she realize this just now!

It seemed that her thinking was indeed gradually rusting.

"So, you can accept this thing."

Butterfly Ninja took down a bottle of transparent potion from the shelf and put it in Wuyue's hands.Wuyue held it with both hands in trepidation.

Touching the diameter of the bottle body and weighing the weight of the bottle, Wu Yue felt that the bottle seemed to be the kind of [-]ml glass bottle used in chemistry experiment class.

"This is the juice extracted from the stamens of silver vines." Butterfly Shinobu explained to Wuyue, "For ghosts, the toxicity is more severe than that of ordinary wisteria flowers. Even if it is the ghost of the string, the whole bottle of The amount is enough to put it to death."

"Huh? That's it... I see."

It can be said to be quite a great thing to receive the poison of the silver vine from Butterfly Ninja.But for some reason, May's brows and eyes are full of worry.

After hesitating for a while, she muttered in a low voice, "But, this should be a very important thing. For someone like me who is not good at using poison, wouldn't it really be wasted?"

Butterfly Shinobu didn't answer her words, but asked her instead: "You have a ghost that you must kill, don't you?"

Otherwise, I wouldn't have asked myself such a thing.Butterfly thought hard.

May was startled, then nodded vigorously.

"Then please accept the poison of the silver vine. If my poison can help you, I will be very happy." Butterfly Shinobi's eyes were filled with a kind of extraordinarily firm mood, she told Wuyue, "Like you, I also have a ghost that I must kill myself."

Their moods were exactly the same—even the hatred was similar.

May understood.She didn't say anything more, just pursed her lips tightly and held the glass bottle in her hand.

"Thank you!"

"Well! Then we have to clean up the wound on the leg!"

"..."

Wu Yue no longer remembers how she "escaped" from the butterfly house.

The memory of cleaning the wound was too tragic, and she didn't want to think about it any more.

Limping, Wu Yue dawdled for a long time before returning to Sang Dao's house.As soon as he opened the door and entered, the first thing he saw was Shanyi sitting by the door.He held the wooden knife in his arms, the corners of his mouth were tense, and his face was calm.

Although it seems a bit impolite to think so, Wu Yue really feels that now Shan Yi finally looks like a mature little boy.

She was so moved that she wanted to cry—her family's Shan Yi had finally grown up!Her family, Shanyi, is promising!

However, Shanyi didn't seem to notice Wu Yue's moved expression.And his maturity really didn't last long.

As soon as he heard the door open, he stood up immediately.Seeing that the person standing beside him was Wu Yue, his calm expression couldn't hold back for a moment, his face wrinkled, and he flew into Wu Yue's arms, wailing "You are back" and "The water column didn't hurt you!" right" or something like that.

With snot and tears, Shanyi cried so pitifully that he was called a Pear Blossom Rainstorm, which scared Wu Yue so much that he didn't know what to do.She could only say comforting words while rubbing Shanyi's little head, and cast an inquiring look at Kuwashima Jigoro who was standing not far away.

"This kid has stayed here without moving since the day you left, saying that he will wait for you to come back, and he won't even practice his usual practice!" Sang Dao Ji Wulang said, so angry that his beard almost went up to the sky "What did you say that you are afraid that Tomioka will kidnap you, I think he just doesn't want to practice!"

Shanyi trembled guiltyly.

Why was all his little thoughts revealed by the old man?

"So it's like this..." Wuyue thought a little bit, "Thank you for waiting for me, but you don't need to work so hard in the future. And I told you before, Mr. Yiyong is a wonderful and gentle person, Have you forgotten? Don't forget next time."

Shanyi nodded absently.Although he responded obediently with his mouth, the devil label he had attached to Yiyong in his heart could not easily disappear without a trace!

"Okay, okay, look up."

Shanyi raised her face obediently.Wu Yue took out a handkerchief and gently wiped Shan Yi's face clean.

Now that Wu Yue has arrived at Sang Dao's house, Shan Yi has no reason to refuse to practice, so he can only continue to repeat the movement of swinging the knife with a sigh.

In the past few days at Sang Dao's house, Wu Yue didn't see Yan Yue once.After asking Shanyi, he realized that Huang Yue was on a mission to kill ghosts.

At the end of the year, it seems that even the evil spirits are busy rushing for performance.Like the busy Yue Yue, Wu Yue was also assigned more tasks than usual, but luckily none of them were so tricky.But I don't know why, every time Huang Yue would only return to Sang Dao's house when she went out to kill ghosts in May, and left in a hurry before she came back.

For about half a month, Wuyue didn't see any trace of Huang Yue.She never took this matter to heart, until Shanyi asked her if she had a quarrel with her senior brother.

"Because the afternoon when you walked with Mo...and Shuizhu, senior brother looked very fierce and angry. I remember you guys talked that day."

"It's true..."

But what did Huang Yue say to her that day?She couldn't remember it.But she remembered that she didn't seem to have said anything to anger Qiao Yue.

It can't be because Huang Yue doesn't like dumplings, right?

After thinking hard for a long time, I didn't come up with any clues, Wu Yue simply stopped thinking about it.

"If I can see Yan Yue before I go home, I'll ask him again." Wu Yue said, "I can't let people celebrate the New Year with a grudge."

"Go home?" Shanyi looked curious.

"That's right. Go back to Mr. Yiyong's house. I've already made an agreement with Mr. Sangshima, probably the day after tomorrow."

Bang Dang——The wooden knife in Shanyi's hand fell to the ground.

"I'm going back so soon? I don't want Miss Wuyue to leave..."

Shanyi looked extremely depressed, and reluctantly acted coquettishly at Wuyue, which made Wuyue's heart soften.

"Yes, I want to go back to celebrate the New Year." Wuyue smiled and picked up the wooden knife by the way, "Would you like to come together?"

"... Then there is no need."