The life of a migrant worker

Usually, for people who come to me for advice on swordsmanship, out of responsibility for their lives, I usually point out a feasible path for them.

For those with low strength, I told them that they can go to the Butterfly House and ask Xiaoqing and the others to help them practice, and start with the complete concentration of breathing.

The breathing method is acceptable, I suggest that they first gain actual combat experience, for example, go to anger Undead Chuan, fight him well first, and then see if there are any deficiencies that can be discussed.

If they still have doubts about my words, I will use spiritualism to encourage them, telling them that "there are no waste people in the world, only those who don't work hard" and tell them that "hard work can make up for talent".

Then I continued to advertise that the reason why I was so successful was because of 'abandoning distracting thoughts and moving forward regardless of gains and losses'.

For the guy who always thinks I have some secret knack, as long as I make myself a fighting character.

In this way, they will either be infected to work hard like chicken blood, or they will think that I am perfunctory and hypocritical, and they will never come over to ask more questions.

There is a saying called 'man can conquer nature', but unfortunately no one knows the role of talent better than me.

Effort can certainly be a boost to success, but talent is the key factor when determining the upper limit of success.

However, it is always better to move forward with hard work and hope than to stand still and wait for death in despair, even if it is an elusive path.

So for those who come to me for advice because of unsatisfactory progress in strength, I will, as always, imitate my former swordsmanship master and pour them chicken soup, and I will never tell them the cruel and cold truth.

Although I think of it as unreasonable as a fool when I was young, my teacher also fooled me out of good intentions. In the end, it was my father's words and reality that directly punctured my unrealistic dream of floating in the air.

I didn't expect that after I spoke so absolutely, there were still people who insisted on asking me for advice.

That guy should be called Iguro Bane.

I think his name is good, after all, I have always had a good impression of words in this format.

Iguro, Ibuki, Iori.

When I was young, there was a big fat cat called Ibuki in the back mountain of my house. It was supposed to be the leader of the wild cats nearby. It was lazy and harmless before it was dried by Xiaoyu, but its attitude would be bad after it was given to it.

This guy can speak human language, but he pretends to be an ordinary cat meowing in front of others, making no one believe me.

In my memory, there is also a woman named Yizhi, with pink hair and a carefree personality, who likes to eat rice, but she once gave me half a rice ball when I was about to starve to death.

Although I was running around here and there with her, it was really a rare happy day for me.

As for Yihei, half of his face was covered with a white bandage, and he raised a white snake called Dymaru.

The first time I saw him, I knew that he might not be very popular in the Ghost Slaying Squad. Don't ask why, because there are always problem youth gathering centers around me.

This guy speaks in a weird way, but compared to the senior who repeatedly uttered wild words, his sarcasm can't make me show the slightest waver.

On the contrary, I think he looks like a Siamese cat, with a slender and sensitive personality.

I actually like cats, but unfortunately cats don't like me very much.

In the past, what I wanted most was to raise a cat of my own. Unfortunately, my family didn't like cats, so I had to find Yibuki.

Because Yibuki is elusive, he can be called a bully among cats, and I can still live without me.

So sometimes when I'm in a good mood, I'll suddenly feel like teasing this somewhat gloomy young man.

He asked me about my sword skills, and I said it was very simple. When the ghost reached out, he cut off his hand. When the ghost tried to escape, he cut off his leg. head.

His expression made me feel like I was talking nonsense.

However, I did not lie, and I did.

As long as there is a sun wheel knife, the steps to kill ghosts seem to be the same as killing humans. Even if I say it, I am more relaxed and comfortable when facing ghosts than when facing tenses.

After all, I'm learning swordsmanship, so I'm probably more proficient at beheading people than ghosts.

And my knife is usually able to decapitate people better and faster than killing ghosts.

Yihei Xiaobanai seemed to be frightened by my expression of such violent words as usual, and suddenly couldn't say a word, but just looked at me with wide eyes in surprise.

I think he looks more like a Siamese cat with different eyes.

So in order to ease the atmosphere, I reached out and patted his face lightly, saying it was just a joke.

"I used to always fight bravely outside, but whenever I fight, I always talk trash, so don't take it to heart."

Yihei Xiaobanei didn't say anything, but felt that his complexion became worse, maybe I would really be hated by this guy.

Winter is here, and this is the second winter I have lived since I was picked up from the water by Miss Butterfly Kanae.

Inspired by Iguro Barney, I bought a long and wide gray scarf.

Before I fell into the water, I also had such a big scarf, which was used to cover up my identity, but now I bought this one just to keep warm.

I wrapped it round and round around my neck, the space was wide enough to hide the lower half of my face inside, and my breath filled the tip of my nose, it was so warm.

On the night of New Year's Eve, I stayed at the Butterfly House to watch the New Year and eat soba noodles with everyone. I used my salary to send thick red envelopes to the girls.

On the morning of the first day of the first lunar month, I ate warm rice cake and red bean soup, and then went to visit Sensoji Temple with everyone. I hung the paper lottery I drew on the tree beside the temple, and met Kyojuro’s new stepson Miss Ganluji .

There were many people who came to the temple on the first day of the first lunar month, and Ganlu Temple seemed to be separated from those who were traveling with her. She was wearing a beautiful sakura-colored kimono, and she looked like early cherry blossoms blooming on the branches in spring.

She greeted me happily, and ran towards me happily.The sun was shining that afternoon. We made an appointment to go shopping in Asakusa. Halfway through, I said I wanted to eat ice cream.

But where can ice cream be sold in winter?

She took me to the tea restaurants in several nearby streets, and finally found an ice cream restaurant.I ordered two flavors of ice cream, strawberry and honeydew melon, and Ganlu Temple ordered pineapple-flavored shaved ice.

After returning the menu to the waiter, our eyes met.

I accidentally said, "I'm so happy."

Ganlu Temple's face suddenly turned red.

I have been living a life of nothing.

Now that I have decided to put the past that is not worth mentioning behind me, everyone in the Ghost Slayer Squad brings me more than comfort.