I rely on cooking to dominate the ghost killing team

It's still a while before the sun goes down.That means May can take another break.

She slipped back into bed again.Cover the quilt and close your eyes.

There was darkness in front of his eyes, but his consciousness was terribly clear.She wasn't sleepy at all—she wasn't lying down to catch up on sleep.

She just wanted to clear her complicated thoughts.

The heart seemed to be pressed by something extremely heavy, and there were waves of throbbing pains accompanied by breathing.May felt that her whole body was occupied by some kind of unspeakable and indescribable emotion.

...Why is this so?

She felt as if she had touched a hidden secret.But this secret was too real, so real that she subconsciously resisted it.

Why is this so?She kept asking herself in her heart.

Obviously, the police station has colluded with Liren Pavilion.

Therefore, the disappearance and death of the people of Xingyuan have not been paid much attention for a long time, so the singer who pleaded guilty will be executed immediately.

So Donghua would leave the Liren Pavilion all night, because it was the singer who killed those people-this may be the truth.May thought.

The facts have been revealed, but Wuyue harbors some uncertainty in her heart.She felt as if she had only seen the surface.

Why did Diva want to kill?According to what Donghua said, they are completing "Master Mashiko's mission".So is it really Shizi who is using them?

motivation?reason?How can Zhen Shizi ensure that they will not have a rebellious heart?

After all... that's killing people.

Just thinking about the murderous thoughts hidden under the calm appearance of the singers, Wu Yue felt a chill.She kept rubbing the hexagonal sword, letting the edges and corners ache her fingertips.

This kind of action still couldn't calm her down, even though she had tried hard to do so.

She lay there for a long time, so long that she almost forgot the time.Until she felt that such a state was so boring that she felt a little tired.

She opened her eyes, rolled a few times under the blanket, took advantage of the situation and secretly pressed the Sun Wheel Saber under the pillow, and crawled out of the blanket.Dong Hua has already woken up, she is sitting in front of the dresser, constantly powdering her face, as if trying to cover up the bruise on her face.

In fact, it has been covered so that no trace can be seen, but she is still repeating this action over and over again.May sensed her anxiety.

She really should be anxious.May thought.

As for the three scratches on the arm that were so obvious that they couldn't be ignored, they were also covered up by Donghua with powder.But unlike the dark bruises, the scars were bright red after all.However, Dong Hua still filled the wound with powder.From a distance, you can't see any clues, but as long as you get closer, you can see the dull color of the wound.

The wound left last night will naturally not scab over today.There was no blood scab, and under the stimulation of the powder, the wound oozes blood, revealing a somewhat frightening meaning.Dong Hua hurriedly put on more cosmetics, tentatively suppressing this bad state.

It's hard for May to imagine how she could pain her wound with a faceless face.She didn't dare to say anything more, and she didn't want to ask any more questions. She just looked away silently, picked up the hair tie beside the bed, and tied up her hair.

She hasn't fiddled with her hair since the last time she cut her long hair short.Before I knew it, the ends of my hair were almost touching the back of my heart.

It grows so fast.she thinks.

Maybe cut it short again.

She brushed the strands of hair behind her ears and looked around aimlessly.Most of the singers were gathered together, and Kojima broke away from this small group as usual, and sat not far from Wuyue, facing her sideways.

Usually Kojima seldom took out her shakuhachi, but now she held it in her hand, pressing her fingertips on the holes in the bamboo tube, as if she was playing a piece of music, but there was no sound That's all.

Whenever she moves slightly with the beat, the red beads hanging at the end of the wooden hairpin will shake accordingly.May stared blankly for a long time, but didn't know what to say.

Maybe she looked at it for too long, Kojima really stopped what she was doing, looked back at her, and asked with a smile, "What are you looking at?"

Wu Yue hurriedly looked back, and subconsciously gave a negative answer: "Ah, nothing...I mean, I'm looking at your wooden hairpin."

Hearing May's words, Kojima seemed very relieved.She stroked the wooden hairpin lightly, and murmured, "Although this is not worth much, it is indeed my most precious thing."

"Because it was left by your mother?" Wu Yue knew that this topic is very sensitive, and it would be rude to bring it up casually, but she still wanted to use this as a breakthrough to ask something, "Miss Xiaozhen's mother... "

Are you still alive?

May originally wanted to ask this question.But such words are too sour, Wuyue can't say it anyway.

But even if May didn't say anything, Kojima could really guess it.She wasn't angry, she still had a calm expression as usual.She wrapped the shakuhachi with a piece of red cloth and said nothing for a long time.

Just when Wu Yue thought she would let this topic fall silent, she spoke: "The year before last, my mother passed away—she was seriously ill and became emaciated, and couldn't even do some very basic things. Collapsing on the bed... I have no money to help her with medical treatment. Although I have worked hard to make money, I still can't fill the huge money hole. My father also died of illness early, and I became alone one person."

"……and then?"

"Then, I met Masako-sama. She took me away from that barren village, gave me money, and taught me to become a singer. Although the training before becoming a singer was really hard, but now it can be regarded as It's getting better little by little."

From her words, Wuyue couldn't hear any dissatisfaction with Mashiko.On the contrary... How grateful are you?

This kind of emotion similar to gratitude really made Wuyue feel that it was extremely inconsistent.She didn't know how to judge.

She was afraid that she would accidentally say something against Zhen Shizi.So she stopped talking and just asked: "What about the other singers? Are their backgrounds similar to Miss Xiaozhen's?"

"Anyone else?"

Kojima raised an eyebrow in confusion.Obviously, she didn't understand why Wuyue would ask such a question, but seeing Wuyue's serious expression, she let go of her guard against being noticed by anyone.

"Unlike me, they have been with Master Mashiko very early, when they were about... seven or eight years old. Most of them are not very old now, they are only 15 years old. For example Like Donghua, she is one year younger than you." She said, "I have asked them about their backgrounds before, but most of them can't remember, maybe their past was not very good, so Actively forget about it."

"Oh……"

Wuyue seems to be able to understand Diva's feelings towards Machiko.

In order not to make my question just now seem too purposeful, Wu Yue hurriedly added another sentence of emotion.

"It's not easy for everyone."

"Yes. What about you, Yiye? Why do you come to Liren Pavilion to work?"

May froze.From Kojima's true expression, Wuyue couldn't tell whether she was really curious or really wanted to find something.

Or maybe it was just because Wuyue asked about her life experience earlier, so Kojima really threw the same question back to her.

Fortunately, May has already made up a suitable story for herself, so her panic only lasted for an insignificant second at this moment.

She rubbed her fingertips and whispered about her false life experience.

The stories she told were just "stories" after all, which only made her feel clumsy and awkward.She was thankful that after listening to her story, Kojima thoughtfully didn't ask any more questions, and just comforted her a few words.

Taking advantage of this unpleasant topic to come to an end, May hurriedly ended the conversation with Kojima.She left the room and walked briskly to the terrace.

Ishikawa Mutsu is still sitting here.

"I see that your bed is still empty, so I think you should still be on the terrace at the moment." Wuyue said, walked straight to her and sat down beside her, "You should have read the paper I wrote for you, right? ?”

"Yeah." Ishikawa Mutsu nodded, and pushed the plate at hand to Wuyue, "rice balls. Do you want to eat?"

"eat."

Wuyue picked up one rice ball, and the remaining one belonged to Ishikawa Mutsu.

This is just an ordinary rice ball.There are no sweet and sour plums wrapped in it, nor is it wrapped with rectangular seaweed. If you bite it down, all you can eat is bland white rice.

The only good thing is that the rice balls are not sticky.

Rice balls without fillings and flavors are too simple. Even May, who loves white rice, feels a bit boring after eating half of it, but he still manages to eat it.

Trying to swallow the last bite of the rice ball, Wu Yue couldn't help but sigh.She pulled out her handkerchief and wiped her hands.

"How does the food here come from?" She asked casually.

Ishikawa Mutsu was still eating slowly, but he seemed tired of the bland taste."Every few days there's a boat coming in with vegetables and stuff like that," she explained.

"So it's like this... But it's too bad to just eat empty rice balls, at least stuffed with a plum, even if it's sprinkled with a small amount of salt."

May complained quietly.

"Really, she's too stingy."

"Huh..." Wu Yue stretched her legs out of the railing, and hugged the railing tightly, "I saw a scratch on Donghua's arm."

"Really? It seems that she is right."

Ishikawa Mutsu was not surprised.

In fact, there is really nothing to be surprised about, because when they knew that Xingyuan was attacked last night, they already knew it in their hearts.

However, the wound on Donghua's arm provided the best evidence to support this guess.

"The wound on Donghua's arm is enough to prove that she attacked the victimized man and had the intention to kill. But it's not enough—this scar alone is not enough." Wu Yue murmured , "It was the real time that caused the singer to do that, so we still need to find convincing evidence, otherwise..."

Otherwise, all the crimes will be pushed on Diva's body.Mashiko would say that this is all the sin committed by Diva herself and has nothing to do with her.

yes.That's right.It is Diva who kills, but Diva is just a tool.

The more I think about it, the more upset I feel.May simply leaned back and lay on the ground on his back.The calf sticking out of the railing was dangling back and forth, which made her feel a little more comfortable.

"What a time..." she sighed, "Xiao Mu, you know, I've always wondered why a creature like a ghost can be a perpetrator with peace of mind. Aren't ghosts also human beings in the past? How did you manage to force your past counterparts to do such unimaginable things with peace of mind?"

"If one day I become a ghost, I will definitely choose to commit suicide. I don't want to be such an ugly creature."

Mushi Ishikawa twitched the corners of his mouth and smiled helplessly: "I was also troubled by such problems in the past, because my family members were killed by ghosts. I used to think, why do people become ghosts after they become ghosts? It seems that I have discarded the love and empathy I had when I was a human being, and I have discarded all self-sufficiency and willingness to fall. I still can’t figure it out. Maybe it’s because ghosts are disgusting creatures.”

"Perhaps that's true—there's nothing good about ghosts."

The whole body is ugly and dirty.May felt sorry for them.

"If...if I become a ghost." Wu Yue said nonsensical words, "I will definitely kill myself immediately. I don't want to become a monster that eats people. I don't want to just curl up in the dark."

Hearing this, Ishikawa Mutsu laughed.She imitated May's appearance and also lay down on her back.

You can see the blue dome when you look up, and the wind blowing from the sea brushes your fingertips.This posture was so comfortable that Ishikawa Mutsu couldn't help but let out a long sigh of comfort.

"Maybe someone is looking forward to becoming a ghost. For example, someone who is obsessed with obtaining immortality, or something. In the eyes of those people, they should only see the advantages of ghosts, although I am not I don’t think ghosts have any advantages.”

May did not answer, but only expressed [-]% agreement in her heart.

It was almost sunset, and the sky added a touch of warm orange, although May's heart was still cold.

She put her arms under her head and watched a flock of crows that landed on the top of the Liren Pavilion flap their wings and fly away.At dusk, the crows are also returning to their nests.They flew towards Xingyuan, and disappeared in an instant.

In the distance, there are already ships slowly approaching in the direction of Liren Pavilion.Footsteps echoed in the corridor.

Ishikawa Mutsu urged May to get up.They are about to start working.Wuyue said hello, picked up the plate, and stood up briskly.

It's just that in her heart, she was still thinking about Ishikawa Mutsu's previous words.

Looking forward to becoming a ghost...?