The mutual attraction of gravity and gravitation

Zhong Yuanzhong also raised his eyebrows: "Are you not drunk yet?"

He thought that the ghost hunter was too drunk to know what night it was, and started talking nonsense.

"What does it mean to be drunk... what is not drunk..." Purgatory Makijuro hiccupped and snorted sullenly: "I can still hold the knife, right?"

As long as he can kill ghosts, anything is fine, right?

He is still Yan Zhu of the Demon Slayer Team, he can still wield a knife to kill ghosts, and he can continue to kill ghosts in order to save the weak according to the wishes of his ancestors and his wife Ruhuo, it doesn't matter what he lives like?

"If the meaning is unclear..." Zhong Yuanzhong also frowned, and clicked his tongue: "I'm stupid to care about drunks."

There were three people sitting in front of the udon noodle stall, but the only one who actually ate udon noodles was Nanase Masumi, the noodles Nakahara Chuya gave her, and the sword of Purgatory Makijuro stood on his body indifferently beside.

"Heh... a drunk?" Purgatory Makijurou held the wine gourd, not paying much attention to Nakahara Chuya's words.

Or for him now, no matter what kind of language is difficult to enter his heart, getting drunk is the only consolation, something he can do to kill time.

Running around all the year round, following the message of the crow, rushing to kill evil spirits in the area responsible for Yan Zhu, getting drunk and not thinking about more things when there is nothing to do, even the two children in the family can hardly be separated. A lot of attention.

The rumbling of hunger came from his stomach, but he didn't care, he just drank wine and ate food when he had food, and just lived a life that would not die.

"Are you hungry?" Nanase Masumi looked at the steaming water in the pot. The fire was still burning, and there was no need to add water to the pot for the time being.

Suddenly her eyes lit up, and she said excitedly, "How about I cook udon for you?"

Zhongyuan Zhong also frowned, and a subtle feeling spread in his heart: "Hey, Zhenchun..."

"Yeah, I'm hungry..." Before he could finish speaking, he was interrupted by Makijuro Purgatory, who slammed his face on the table and muttered indistinctly: "Boss, bring me a bowl of udon!"

Looking at Nakahara Chuya with bright orange eyes, she firmly clenched her fists: "The udon noodle soup here is delicious, I just need to cook the udon well."

Grabbing Zhongyuan Zhongye's sleeve, she opened her eyes and softly shouted: "Zhongye Zhongye, let me try."

Zhongyuan Zhong also glanced at the drunken ghost hunter, and sighed deeply: "Okay, be careful not to burn your hands."

They shouldn't be offering a reward for a bowl of udon noodles, right?

Zhongyuan Zhong also thought again and again, the owner of this stall is a ghost, and it is not strange to cook poisonous udon noodles to assassinate ghost hunters. Even if the drunk was really poisoned to death, the ghost killing team should not be able to find him on their heads.

Nanase Masumi cheered, jumped to the simple udon cooking table, took out the firewood and stabbed the ghost who was about to give birth to half a face into the fire again, humming a soft and lovely Kyoto tune: "Udon, udon , delicious udon, delicious udon."

With his face in his hands, he watched her calmly and gently waving the soup spoon, juggling udon on the cooking table, and warned: "Don't throw the udon out, the water will be very hot when it splashes out."

"I know—" she drew out her voice, and replied with a smile, "I'll be careful not to burn myself."

Holding the long wooden chopsticks, he picked up the cooked char siu and fish plate, and muttered distressedly: "What should I do with udon? Soy sauce, miso, green onions, etc. should be added again, right?"

The ghost hunter, who was lying on the table and looked drunk, said slowly: "You like her very much?"

Zhong Yuanzhong also looked at him strangely, and said as a matter of course: "Xiao Hongjiu is my wife, of course I like her."

He won't stay with someone he doesn't like forever.

Because of love and reluctance, he will tolerate all her petty tempers, accept her strengths and weaknesses, and let her ride on his head recklessly.

Not only the smell of Xiao Hongjiu's blood, but also her every move will attract his attention. Obviously ghosts should only have appetite for humans, but he will have more emotions, and even think that if it is for her, it is okay to change back to a weak human being.

"Do you like keeping her by your side and not eating her?" Purgatory Makijuro asked lazily.

The ghost actually fell in love with humans, and even indulged her various presumptuousness, just like a real husband and wife.

If he hadn't seen them, Purgatory Makijuro would not believe that ghosts have feelings for humans.

Human beings before becoming ghosts do have emotions, but humans after becoming ghosts will eat their closest relatives the fastest.

When human beings transform into ghosts, the desire for hunger will reach an unprecedentedly strong state. No matter whether the person in front of them is their lover or relatives, they will not hesitate to regard them as food to fill the endless hunger desire.

"When did you see it?" Zhong Yuan asked calmly.

"I had doubts from the beginning..." Purgatory Makijuro burped, and the wine gourd knocked on the table: "The ghost here is my original target."

Seven or eight families went missing in Asakusa, Tokyo, all adults and children disappeared. The only thing that can be found is that they boasted that they had encountered delicious udon in the deep alley before they disappeared.

Oni seldom gather in the same place. Since there are evil spirits hunting and killing humans in Asakusa, no other oni will appear.

However, when Purgatory Makishouro was looking for a udon noodle stall in a deep alley, he encountered another evil ghost who could barely hide himself. Even the ghost's eyes, fangs, and sharp horns would be exposed in the crowd, and he still coveted it. Looking at Nanase's innocent back.

Evil ghosts who are hungry and greedy to this extent will not care about the nearby humans. The only thing that can make ghosts fearful are existences stronger than them.

"I have been killing ghosts for many years, and I know the ugly appearance of ghosts very well..."

Ghost eyes and ghost teeth are obvious features that cannot be concealed. When Purgatory Makijuro talks about himself, he doesn't seem to be ostentatious, but only depressed and lonely.

"Oh, how ridiculous, a ghost actually fell in love with a human being..."

The bowl of udon noodles was put down heavily in front of him, and Nanase Zhenchun retorted angrily: "Chuya is not ugly!"

"Your udon, please use it slowly." She gave Purgatory Makijuro a hard look.

Damn, she cooked udon for this man, yet he still slandered Chuya in front of her.

The soup splashed out of the bowl and landed on the table and wine gourd. Purgatory Makijuro looked down and saw that the udon, which had swelled up and looked fat, was crowded together in the bowl, and there were too many char siew and fish plates on the top. Almost fell out of the bowl.

"Uh..." He took a sip of udon and said slowly after a long silence: "The udon you cook is as unpalatable as my wife's."

Nanase Zhenchun said unconvinced: "The soup here is obviously very good, I just boiled the udon noodles and put it in."

How could she make such a simple cooking method unpalatable? !

Purgatory Makijuro no longer spoke, he just ate the whole bowl of udon and even the soup silently.

"Don't stay in Asakusa anymore, this is the place where people are least lacking and ghosts are least lacking..."

Throwing down the purse, picking up the wine gourd, and picking up the Japanese sword that was put aside, Purgatory Makijuro looked dull and lacking in fighting spirit: "People from the Demon Slayer Team will frequently appear in Asakusa, this time it's me, next time it's me. other people……"

"Sooner or later, there will be a ghost hunter who will kill you all." No matter whether the opponent is human or not, as long as he is on the side of the ghost, he will be eliminated when he is blocked.

Zhongyuan Zhong also raised his eyebrows, "What about you? Aren't you going to kill me?"

Obviously, the aura on his body is very strong, stronger than the Butterfly Chanae and even the ghost they met outside the temple that day, but he has a bored and dull attitude.

"The instruction I received today is only one ghost..." Purgatory Makijuro held up the wine gourd, and found that there was not a drop of wine left in it, and said to himself: "I have already killed one ghost."

Although his back is tall and broad, the figure of his leaving makes people feel that all the anger has been pulled out of his spine. He is just a walking corpse carrying out the instructions to kill ghosts, unlike a ghost hunter who is upright and self-sufficient and takes killing evil ghosts as his own responsibility.

"The calluses on his hands are so heavy, and his body has injuries of varying degrees..." Nanase Machun looked at his back and said slowly: "But there is no intention to cherish the body at all."

Swinging the knife to break free from the wound did not care about it, and he still seemed to be intoxicated with drinking.

"He has held the knife for more than ten or twenty years..." Zhongyuan Zhong also murmured, "Even his anger and fighting spirit have been wiped out, such a muddleheaded guy."

"In the eyes of ghost hunters, is it really such a strange thing for ghosts and humans to fall in love?" She couldn't help asking curiously.

Is there really no ghost in this world who can restrain the desire to eat and hurt people like Zhongye Zhongye?

"Who knows..." Zhong Yuanzhong also shrugged, and had no desire to explore other ghosts and humans: "We should go too."

"Don't care about this?" Nanase Zhenchun poked the ghost who was recovering with burning firewood, and exclaimed: "His vitality is really strong, and he can continue to repair after burning in the fire for so long."

The ghost stuffed into the fire opened its round eyes, revealing an angry and salivating look, even if it became like this, it still did not forget the desire to eat the thin blood.

If it wasn't for the fact that his mouth hadn't grown yet, he might have been about to yell.

Zhongyuan Zhong also lowered his eyes and looked at him coldly, "If this ghost eats a few more people, it will be as powerful as the frog ghost outside the temple. If we leave him here like this, he will definitely escape."

The stronger the ghost, the faster the recovery speed. A ghost like Nakahara Nakaya would not even have the chance to cut off his limbs. The fracture would heal instantly, and the only thing that could hurt him was the sun.

"Let's find a way to blow him up..." Nakahara Nakaya, who would be extremely bored with the ghost's tenacious vitality when it was his turn, said angrily, "It's good that you can't escape before dawn when you blow it up to pieces."

It's impossible for him to stay here all night, and Nanase Zhenchun still has to sleep, which will delay her sleep and rest, and her spirit will deteriorate the next day.

A few compressed gravity balls were thrown into the fire, and Nakahara took Nanase Zhenchun's hand and left.

The bang caused by the collision of the powerful gravity ball exploded behind him. Nanase Masumi sneezed and rubbed the tip of her nose: "It smells like pepper."

"There is no pepper on the udon noodle stand, where does the pepper smell come from?" Zhong Yuan Zhong also said speechlessly: "You don't have a cold, do you have a cold?"

She argued vigorously: "Obviously, I added it when I cooked the udon just now!"

"Huh?" Zhong Yuanzhong also twitched the corner of his mouth, "Why do you add pepper? You don't need to add pepper to the soup, right?"

The broth of the udon noodles has been made very delicious, and it would be awkward to add something strong like pepper. As long as the udon noodles are cooked, pour the soup and put char siu on it, right?

"I think it will be delicious..." She said confidently: "There is a pepper bottle in the cabinet below, I added it when I saw it."

"How could it be delicious?" Zhong Yuanzhong also frowned, "Pepper is obviously something that is added to udon in winter."

"And didn't that owl say that the udon you cook is terrible?"

Nanase Zhenchun said unconvinced: "He also said that Chuya is an ugly ghost, but Chuya is obviously very handsome!"

It must be because he has bad taste and can't appreciate it, it's not that the udon noodles she cooked are unpalatable.

Zhongyuan Zhong also blushed, and his tone softened: "Okay, okay, if it's just pepper, it shouldn't taste bad, as long as nothing else is added."

As he spoke, he was unsure: "Did you add anything else besides pepper?"

Nanase Masumi tilted her head and thought for a while, "I sprinkled pepper three times, as well as salt, soy sauce, miso, fish sauce..."

"What else did I add..." She held her chin in distress, "In short, I put in some of the seasonings on the cooking table."

Zhong Yuan was also silent, no wonder the owl said that the udon she cooked was unpalatable.