Tsunayoshi's Evolutionary History of Tragedy

What do you need to prepare for the cemetery?

Clear weeds, place offerings (chicken, duck, fish, fruit, wine, etc.), and burn paper to make offerings. Although Tsuna doesn’t know if the first generation can receive it if they burn it, it’s important to care about it.

Regarding the paper offerings, there was a disagreement among the guardians. For the first generation, there was no need for a house, so Tsuna prepared a paper basket, and put some fun and interesting things in the basket for the first generation.

But the guardian side is not so friendly.

For example, in the process of preparing paper-made sacrifices, Prison Temple tried to stuff paper-made explosives and medicines into his basket to show that he did not welcome the mood of these seniors who always come out to wander around.

Later, after being discovered by Gang Ji, he could only take out the explosives and medicines and prepare again with a face full of reluctance.

Yamamoto thought for a long time to fold sushi-style offerings for Uzuki to try his craft, but because of poor technology, he still couldn't fold them, so he finally put real sushi in the basket, and it was the packaged one.

Liao Ping wanted to fold an oversized boxing bag, but the yellow paper was not enough, and the basket couldn’t fit. Finally, under Gang Ji’s persuasion, he retreated to the limit and copied a Bible with his own hands, intending to burn it. Although Gang Ji read it for a long time I didn't realize that the content on it was the Bible.

The main reason is that I can't understand what is written in Ping.

After being comforted by Gang Ji for a long time, Lan Bo didn't put hand, grenade, or ammunition into the basket.

As for Collom... Tsuna looked at the basket that was already loaded in front of Colom, and then at Colom's innocent expression, still not believing that it was Colom's own idea.

Putting mushrooms and pineapples in the basket is obviously a skeletal joke!

What have you guys done? It seems that you have led Colum into a mess!

Liu Dao Mu, who is completely unaware of this matter and is far away on the other side of the earth:? ? ?

"Ale?" Gang Ji looked at the extra basket, "Whose is this?"

"Ah, that one seems to be Lark's." Prison Temple looked up, "I thought it was a guardian anyway, so I sent him a basket, but I didn't expect him to actually prepare it."

"Ha..." Gang Ji scratched his face with his fingers, and carefully looked at the contents of the basket, only a letter.

"Letter?" Gang Ji tilted his head to look at the words written on the letter. The black handwriting was extremely sharp and full of momentum, "Challenge, challenge, letter...challenge letter?!"

"Isn't it?!!!" Tsuna Yoshi's face twitched, "Does Senior Hibari want to fight Arnold that much???"

"In short, in short... let's do this first." Gang Ji didn't dare to imagine the scene, and left quickly.

Anyway, Arnold and the others may not be able to receive it.With this in mind, Tsuna did not have too strict requirements on the sacrifices they prepared.

After seeing that the preparations were basically smooth, I returned to my room and began to prepare my own paper offerings.

After he went to check it out, he discovered that not only the cemetery of the first generation, but also the cemetery of the leaders and guardians of the past dynasties were there in the back mountain.

In this case, he can't just prepare Giotto's share. Strictly speaking, all the leaders of the past dynasties are related to him by blood.

They are all ancestors.

Grandpa Jiudaimu doesn’t need to prepare, so he has to prepare eight portions, and he can’t prepare it casually. The leaders of all dynasties have their own personalities. If the preparations are the same, if the leaders in the ring find out, they will bother him again.

Although they may not be able to receive...

Gangji thought silently, but as long as he thought that if the leaders in the future knew the consequences, he would stop being lazy and prepare carefully according to the preferences of each leader.

On the day of Ching Ming Festival.

Inside the ring.

The first generation, who hadn't had his dear tenth generation for a long time, sat lazily on his throne, propped his chin, and looked at the long table in front of him, distracted.

He felt that he had a withdrawal reaction, and it was boring to be alone in the ring.

"Hey, what is a person?" G sat on the right side of the long table, closest to Giotto, and knocked on the table, "Do you think we are dead?"

"You are already dead." Giotto turned his face away, refuting what his old mother Zi Lanshou said.

"Well," Yuyue habitually persuaded, "Speaking of which, it's true that I haven't seen Decimo for a long time. Didn't Giotto go find that child? It's really strange."

"Enough of you." Lan Bao lay lazily on the table, "What a long time, obviously only a few days."

"Gang ignored me." When Giotto mentioned this matter, his whole body dimmed, "He actually cut off the connection with the ring, I can't contact him..."

"How come?" Yuyue was a little surprised, "Did something happen?"

"Could something happen again..." Giotto's brows were full of worry, and the lesson from the past had to make him think more.

"It is indeed extremely worrying." Nakel also began to think more.

"I think you're thinking too much, maybe Decimo just doesn't want to see you." Lan Bao waved his hand, turned his head slightly and added in a low voice, "After all, who wants to be pulled into the ring every night to chat with the long-dead ancestors .”

"Huh?" Giotto looked at Lan Bao and smiled, "Lang Bao, did you say something just now? I didn't hear clearly, can you say it again?"

"Gulu." Lan Bao silently held up the book that appeared at an unknown time to cover himself, "I didn't say anything."

"Did you call me here just for this kind of boring thing?" Arnold glanced at a certain first generation, he was very upset now, somehow being pulled over to listen to someone who was just bored complaining, this kind of feeling is not very good good.

"nufufufu~" Dimon seemed to want to say something, but was interrupted immediately.

"Damon, you can choose not to speak." Giotto, who knew that Damon would never have anything nice to say, interrupted him when Damon let out a weird laugh.

"And it's not just me, other leaders can't get in touch with Gang." Giotto completely ignored Damon who was choked by him, and continued to worry.

"Even if that's the case, don't even think about sneaking out of the ring again." G pierced through Giotto's little thoughts with a blank face, "I said so much, but I still want to go out to meet Decimo." By the way, he urged Decimo to skip work and go out with him .

If there was a danger, they could feel it in the ring.

"...Ah," Giotto lay down on the table, he didn't want to see G's face at all, his blond hair drooped slightly, "G, you are really annoying."

"It's useless to say more." G snorted coldly, "Do you know how long I was annoyed by that kid last time you encouraged Decimo to skip work?"

He didn't even know why he had such a leader... Tsk, he couldn't think about him before he got into trouble.

It's enough to have to deal with your crap after you're dead.

"Cut..." Giotto turned his face away, "You obviously want to play G yourself."

"So when have you ever taken me?" There was a capital well on G's forehead, that's the point, this guy never took him when he slipped out to play!

"Didn't I bring you special products?" Giotto avoided G's accusing gaze.

"What's the use of you bringing food back? I can't eat it!" G remembered the first time he saw that so-called specialty product, he was so angry that he was so angry that he slipped out to play without him, and brought a bunch of them The useless "special product" came back to stimulate him? !

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