The skirmisher was still standing there, but there was a hundred-eyed ghost with a playful smile on his side who was trying to talk to him.

Nan Ke couldn't help but sigh softly when he saw the hundred-eyed ghost trying to open the curtain of his bamboo hat but was slapped away. He persisted in dodging into a blind corner and was tripped by a sweeping leg.

"Mr. Baimugui, what a coincidence." Nanke walked up.

"What a coincidence, girl!" Baimu Gui saw her and was very happy. He patted the grass clippings on his body and got up. "I saw the little brother here and wanted to compete with him. He insisted on waiting for someone, so I guessed it was you. .”

The skirmisher had a gloomy expression on his face.

Nanke just smiled politely and said, "We're here to see off Granny Zuo. It's almost time to go back."

"Shemu has already packed up the things and sent them to Yueshi Village. If you go back now, I'm afraid you may have just missed the meal." Baimu Gui nuzzled towards the big ship moored by the island, "Come to our ship for a long lunch before leaving?"

Baimugui was so kind that he couldn't refuse, and Nanke happened to want to ask him about the sword, so he looked at the skirmishers and agreed.

Baimugui's ship was anchored on the rocks by a long chain. It was not obvious when viewed from a distance. When he walked up, Nanke realized that the ship was really big.

It was more than twice as long as the cargo ship they came on. The cabin and mast stood high on the deck, with dozens of wide wooden oars on both sides. It was difficult to imagine how such a behemoth could be driven by human power.

"Brother! Where did the kidnapped sister come from?" The pirate working next to him joked when he saw the Hundred-Eyed Ghost.

"Go, go, I'll break your mouth for talking nonsense," Baimugui said, throwing away his hands with a look of dismay, "Go and inform the kitchen that a guest is coming. Let's prepare some delicious food."

"Okay!" The pirate trotted all the way into the cabin.

"I've caused you trouble." Nanke was a little embarrassed.

"We are the ones, warriors are vulgar, don't mind, girl," Baimu Gui smiled, "By the way, what's your surname, girl?"

"Just call me Nan Ke. He is a member of the country." Nan Ke gave in, revealing the skirmishers behind him. "Mr. Bai Mugui, do you have any extra knives here that we can lend us?"

"Knife?" Baimu Gui touched his waist, "It shouldn't be used to kill enemies, right? If you want a knife, come with me."

Baimugui takes them to the weapons depot on the ship.

Various weapons are placed in different categories on the dense wooden shelves, such as swords, spears, naginata, wakizashi, everything. The weapons on the innermost side are the smallest, with a large number of short swords and daggers neatly arranged.

It was only used for carpentry, so Nanke carefully chose the most low-key one among them: "Thank you, I will return it as soon as possible after using it."

"It's not worth anything, just take it." Bai Mugui said boldly.

While eating, Nanke tentatively asked about Granny Kanade and Hibiki Asase.

To her surprise, Granny Kanade was actually Asase Hibiki's biological mother.

"But, can't witches not get married and have children?" Nanke couldn't help but ask.

"I heard that when Granny Zuo was young, she picked up a man who was about to die at sea. In order to fulfill his last wish, he went against the instructions of his ancestors and left her behind." Bai Mugui had a complex look on his face, "I don't know much about witches either. It seems that after that, Grandma Suu lost some spiritual power, and was kicked out of the shrine by her master and went to live in Koshiki Village. It was not until her daughter was sent away and the master passed away that she returned to the shrine."

"So, does Grandma Kan want Miss Xiang to come back and inherit the shrine?" Nanke pondered.

"Speaking of which, she went to see the witch aunt today. What happened?" Hundred Eyes Ghost asked.

Thinking of what Granny Zuo said at that time, Nanke was speechless and shook his head.

"Did you have a quarrel?" Bai Mugui said in a determined tone, tut-tutting, "It's true that Granny Zuo is telling her daughter's return date every now and then, but when she comes back, she looks like this..."

"Divination of return date?" Nanke was surprised.

"Otherwise, how do you think I know that the witch aunt is coming back across the sea?" Bai Mu ghost smiled.

When going back, the pirates on the boat were lying in a row beside the boat, reluctantly waving their handkerchiefs: "Come here often, girl~"

Nanke burst out laughing, waved his hand towards them, and walked back to Qinglai Island under the clouds under the bright sunshine.

Asase Hibiki and Awang were not there, and there was a note on the table to the effect that they had gone out to investigate the evil spirits.

Nanke took the Feiying cake into the kitchen, picked out a few suitable branches, and started carving it seriously.

The skirmishers circled around the house, and when they entered the door again, she was lying on a table of sawdust, still holding a dagger in her hand, and she had fallen asleep from exhaustion.

After all, it hasn’t stopped since early morning until now.

The skirmisher leaned over and poked her slightly frowning eyebrows. She didn't know what she was dreaming about, but he squeezed her even tighter.

He wanted to take her back to the room to sleep, but belatedly looked at his right hand that did not respond to the control, and pursed his lips with a look on his face.

Damn.

Awang and Asase Hibiki walked in carrying the game they had hunted during the investigation, and saw them kneeling upright like stragglers, holding the hand of Nanke who was curled up and sleeping in his lap, lowering his eyes and gently caressing her palm with his lips.

"Wow~" Awang whistled softly.

The skirmisher suddenly looked up, the shock and murderous look in his eyes so sharp that Awang shrugged his shoulders.

But who is Awang?

He immediately regained his composure, pointed at him with a smile and laughed softly: "You were caught by me, right? Hahahahaha..."

Nanke was woken up.

Someone was poking her forehead lightly. She grabbed the hand and moved it away. When she raised her eyes, she saw that it was Awang.

He was still sleeping on Awang's lap.

"Awang, when did you come back?" Nanke rubbed his eyes and sat up.

The sawdust on the table has been cleared away, and the wood and daggers have been properly stored aside.

"It's just a matter of cooking," A Wang looked happy, raised his face and shouted loudly, "You think so! Is the country collapsing?"

The skirmishers were actually cooking again.

Nanke stood by the kitchen door and looked at his back while he was stir-frying, feeling ptsd.

The aftermath of the last time I ate something was still vivid in my mind.

"Guobeng promised to take care of our meals every day from now on. I never expected that some people look fierce on the outside, but they are good wives and mothers on the inside~" A Wang shook his head.

"Awang." Nanke stopped him.

Beware of getting beaten.

Ah Wang looked fearless.

The skirmishers didn't react at all.

Wonders of the world.

"The country collapses, collapses, collapses~" Ah Wang even went further.

"My patience has its limit," the straggler turned around sadly, the iron shovel deforming in his hand, "I advise you not to challenge my bottom line."

"Hehe," Awang jumped up and down, and turned back to find Hibiki Asase, "Master, it's time for dinner~"

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