I'm sorry, I, Daoyu Gaoyue, am a scumbag.

And the moment Zhuang Yue touched the girl's soul, the soul that was still in human form suddenly twisted. Her body was like a vortex, starting from the feet and gradually swirling towards the head. , then legs, arms, chest, and finally the whole person turned into a white sphere similar to a glass product.

The core of the spirit...

Its name appeared in Zhuo Yue's mind.

But this spiritual core is obviously much smaller than the two ones I saw before. If my cyan and gray spiritual core is about the size of a fist, then the one in front of me is only as big as a walnut. .

In addition, there are many cracks on this spiritual core, and the loss is a bit serious. It is even difficult to maintain a round ball shape, and light spots are constantly pouring out from it and dissipating in the air.

Zhuo Yue did not hesitate. He stretched out his hand and pinched the worn version of the spiritual core floating in the air, then opened his mouth and slowly put it in.

The next moment, many pictures flashed through my mind, including people running and playing in the yard accompanied by servants, people feeding ornamental fish by the pond, and pictures of a family having a happy meal together. There were many, but none of them. There is no order at all, just like a broken and cracked mirror fragment, completely without order.

These are important things that this girl has experienced during her lifetime, or scenes that are deeply memorable and very happy. However, some tedious and boring daily life cannot be seen clearly by Zhou Yue.

Except for one memory...

This memory scene is very real, giving Zhuo Yue an immersive experience.

The environment is still in this mansion, but the picture in the memory is not as messy as the reality. Everything in the house is clean and comfortable, and luxurious ornaments are everywhere in the house.

It seemed like before the tragedy happened.

"Maruko! Do you like this Daruma toy?"

A middle-aged man wearing a dark kimono said to the girl with a smile.

Yu Yue had seen this face before. He was lying on the ground in the house at this moment. He should be the head of the Yoshino family.

The girl looked at the red Bodhidharma doll in her hand. It had a bloated body, funny beard, and exaggerated expression. It was very interesting.

But the girl was obviously not that happy, but she still shook the Bodhidharma in her hand and said with a smile, "I like it! Thank you, father!"

The smile on the face of the head of the Yoshino family deepened, "Well! It's getting late, go get some rest early, Maruko-chan."

The girl was a little disappointed,

"Okay, then father and mother should go to bed early."

"I know, father and your mother will go to bed after saying a few words to each other. Good night, Wanzi."

"Well! Good night daddy!"

The girl turned around and ran to her room, but her father and mother were clearly at odds with each other. The girl walked through the corridor and heard their fierce quarrel before entering the room. The girl stopped in her tracks, hesitated for a moment, and then Went back.

She may have wanted to persuade her parents to reconcile.

The girl came to the door of the main house and looked in from behind the door. However, she looked at her father, who usually had a kind face, but now frowned and looked impatient and irritated, and she did not dare to step inside.

"After you went to Yamanashi Prefecture last time, you came home very late every time. The day before yesterday was for the opening of a new store, and yesterday you were busy researching new dishes. So why are you back so late today?!"

The hostess said coldly.

Yu Yue also recognized this face. He was also lying on the floor in the house at the moment. One of the victims should be the wife of the head of the Yoshino family.

"What kind of tone do you have! Are you questioning me?"

The head of the Yoshino family replied dissatisfiedly, and after a moment he replied, "I am busy with Yoshinoya's affairs."

"What happened to Yoshinoya?"

The hostess smiled disdainfully and said sarcastically, "I can't tell, when did the head of the Yoshino family start caring so much about the family business?"

The male host had a straight face, not wanting to respond to the hostess's ridicule, but he still heard,

"Or......"

"Actually, you care about that beautiful clerk named Yui?"

"What are you talking about! Bastard woman!"

The male host was furious and slapped the teacup on the table. The tea was scattered all over the floor and was still steaming on the floor. However, the hostess still had the same sneer on her face.

"Did I say something that hurts you? There are a lot of similar rumors nowadays."

She continued to sarcastically add fuel to the fire, and deliberately imitated the gossipy tone of some outsiders and said,

"Have you heard? The head of the Yoshino family does not return to his luxurious mansion late at night. Instead, he goes to Yoshinoya to find a beautiful clerk to be alone..."

The woman seemed to be unable to imitate anymore, and she slapped the table and shouted angrily, "Do you even take me seriously?"

But what greeted him was the even more angry roar of the head of the Yoshino family, "Then the rumors between you and my bastard brother! How do you explain it!!"

The room suddenly became silent...

After a while, the surging emotions on both sides seemed to have calmed down, and both of them subconsciously avoided the quarrel with a tacit understanding. The hostess's voice sounded again, "How's it going at the master's house?"

The male owner had just calmed down when he heard this and snorted coldly, "You are still urging me to hand over the property here. It's really ridiculous."

This time, the hostess did not ridicule the man and continued to say seriously, "You must not hand over the property! This is our asset!"

The couple agree on the protection of assets, which is far above personal matters.

"Of course I know! You don't need to boss me around!"

The male host cursed and continued,

"Damn it, those bastards from the master's family excluded me in the first place! They asked me to leave the family and come to such a small place to develop. Now they are jealous after seeing the profits and want me to hand it over. How is it possible? What a bunch of whimsical guys!"

The more the man talked, the angrier he became. Finally, he couldn't help but smash the table hard, making a loud noise, and kept cursing, "Especially that bastard Yoshino Sanjiro! You dared to threaten me last time! He said he knew some killer!" It’s ridiculous, do you think I’m scared?”

"As long as you know."

The woman stood up, turned around and left. As she walked towards her room, she said, "Don't pay attention to those bastards in the master's house, and don't agree to any requests. I was the one who took care of Yoshinoya's affairs. How can I be like this now?" Many stores are entirely my fault, you can’t hand them over even if you die, you know.”

It was completely a commanding tone.

It stands to reason that with the temperament of the Yoshino family master, he would definitely get angry and curse again. However, what surprised Ao Yue was that the male master did not say anything this time. He just looked at him with a kind of disdain, indifference, hatred, and expectation. He looked at the back of the hostess with a funny expression.

Like a poisonous snake planning something.