Boss Scraps likes me too much, what should I do?

Wu Mi's women's clothing is very beautiful.

To be precise, it is very beautiful.

There are tens of thousands of beautiful women in Huajie, and most of them have different styles. Some are Xiaojiabiyu, some are gentle and graceful, some are pretty and lively, and some are arrogant and glamorous.But no one can match Wu Mi's aura.

The inherent arrogance and arrogance cannot be cultivated in Huajie alone. Even if the oirans in Huajie are arrogant, it is like a strong disguise, which can be broken with a weak poke.

Of course, Wu Mi didn't have any weird hobbies, and if it wasn't for Crescent Moon, he wouldn't wear women's clothing.If it wasn't for Yue Yue, he might not even take a look at the women's clothing.

But the focus of the conversation now is obviously not about women's clothing or not, how Yueya restores her memory is obviously the most important thing.

Sitting in front of Yue Yue, Wu Mi began to gradually change back to the full version in front of Yue Yue. Her body was stretched inch by inch, and her muscles reattached to her thin body after becoming a woman. Yue Ya could even hear Wu Mi's body The sound of bones colliding with each other.

Yueya finally realized that Wu Mi is different from the past, the smile at the corner of her mouth seemed normal, but now she also carried an inexplicable sarcasm.

Now, both of them have turned into monsters, whether it is a coincidence or fate.

The cup of tea placed on the tea table was still curled up with white smoke, and the water vapor drifted to the crescent nose and made him smell the faint and slightly bitter tea fragrance. The depression in the eyebrows and eyes.

He thought of the words left by the god named Huang.

- Do things according to your ideas.

Does that mean he can do whatever he wants?

It doesn't matter if you kill Ghost Dance Tsuji Wucan immediately, it's all predestined by fate, but Yueya knows that her raging killing intent towards Wuyou at the beginning has already receded.

He didn't even bring a sun wheel knife, so naturally he didn't come here to kill ghost Wu Tsuji.

Crescent Moon even thought it was a bit ridiculous when he thought about the time he stayed there. The owner of the house 500 years ago wanted him to die, but 500 years later, he used the sun wheel knife of the house house to kill the evil spirits.

But the people in the past have already died and I don't know how many years they have been reincarnated, and it is impossible for Yueya to take revenge.

But the news that Wu Mi, the young master who was favored by the Miyashiki family back then, is now hunted down by his own family is more like a false joke to Yue Ya.

"My lord..." Yue Ya called Wu Mi aloud, but she was interrupted roughly by Wu Mi before she finished speaking.

"Don't call it that." Wu Mi frowned, and Crescent Moon calling her by the original title didn't make him feel happy, but instead reminded him of the dark time when he was still a human being.

"Wu Mi..." Wu Mi was originally looking at Yueya, but now she looked a little bit embarrassed, "Call me Wu Mi."

Yueya was stunned for a moment, and immediately changed her address as soon as she saw Wu Mian.

"It's been 500 years." Yueya sighed softly as if she was nostalgic, but there seemed to be nothing in his eyes.

"Wu Mi, how did you become like this?"

There is a reason why he became a monster, but how did Wu Mi, a young master raised in a deep house, become the ancestor of ghosts who are famous in the world.

...Is it the Bana flower?

He remembered the story that Rinya Miyashiki had told him, and Wu Mi, who drank the medicine, went crazy, so he hacked to death the doctor who treated him and the accompanying maid Hanako with a hatchet.

With a shake of the hand holding the cup, the white porcelain cup fell out of Crescent Moon's hand and fell to the ground. She turned around and sprinkled the scalding hot water all over the floor.

"You knew already?"

Wuyou watched Yueya's froze in place with cold eyes, and the smile on the corner of her mouth became mocking.

"Yes—it's because of the Bana flower."

The Bianhua was taken wrong, but it is not useless. Although they are all the condensed power of the big demon Bianhua beside the Santu River, the cyan Bianhua is the purest demon power of the Bianhua, while the red Bianhua is full of the ghosts of the unjust souls at the bottom of the Santuchuan River. Resentment.

This is the difference.

One can kill human flesh and bones, while the other can turn people into monsters that don't see the light of day.

So is Crescent Moon to blame for this?Or should I blame Bianhua?

But if you really want to say it, no one is to blame, it is fate.

Even if there is no crescent moon, he will become a ghost.

"Are you blaming me?" Yueya raised her eyes and looked at Wu Mian, she was really responsible for turning him into such a monster that preyed on people.

But Yueya guessed wrong, just like he thought Wu Mi was out of his mind at the beginning, Wu Mi's mind was very abnormal. After knowing that he had become a monster, Wu Mi panicked for a moment and quickly calmed down , accepted his changes as quickly as possible, and even felt a little secretly happy in his heart.

See, he turned out to be a creature superior to human beings - except for his inability to walk in the sun, which he always struggled with.

Even if he is chased by the Ghost Killing Squad and scolded as a rat in the gutter, so what? This cannot kill Wu Mi's strength. He will not die or age. After a hundred years, he will still be young, while those people have already grown old and even become old. A pile of bones buried in the ground.

But it's not enough, he has to become more perfect and better, and become a perfect creature in the true sense.

"No." Wu Mi's slender fingers tapped the table lightly, and there was a hint of comfort in his expression and posture.

"Crescent Moon—I should thank you."

Crescent Moon picked up the cup that fell on the ground, and didn't know what expression to make for a moment.

"But what about the doctor and Hanako?"

he asked softly.

They are innocent.

It's fine if you don't think about it, but once you think about it, just thinking about how many innocent people died because of his mistakes over the years, he will feel as if he is suffocating.

It shouldn't be like this.

Maybe Wu Mi shouldn't have survived in the first place.

"What...?" Before Wu Mi could react, he paused for two or three seconds before showing a suddenly realized expression, then that expression suddenly became indifferent again.

"He didn't cure me, even if he died, it's a matter of course, right?"

Wu Mi leaned over to Yueya, then reached out and pinched Yueya's chin so that he could look straight into his scarlet eyes that were stained with the blood of countless innocent people.Until now, he doesn't feel the slightest guilt. It's a pity that the doctor who didn't heal him and made him unable to live in the sun died like this, but his reincarnation in that nameless town that didn't kill the doctor is already his last. kindness.

"They will die sooner or later, it's just earlier."

These are such cold and cruel words, but they are indeed words that Wu Mi can say.

Crescent Moon was forced to straighten her face and look straight into Wu Mi's eyes. This kind of Wu Mi was hard for Yue Ya to accept but she took it for granted.

To put it bluntly, Wu Mi still has double standards for himself and others.

But Crescent Moon will not feel honored by it.

"Oh." Yueya responded as if he hadn't reacted, and Wu Mi's cold hand stroked Yueya's smooth chin, and he continued: "Yueya, now we are one."

"So—do you know the news about the blue Bana flower?"

Yue Ya didn't seem to understand, and smiled slightly when she saw Wu Mi.

"How do I know? I didn't find the blue Bana flower back then, so how would I know now?"

In fact, of course Yueya knows that as long as it waits for more than 400 years, a blue Bianhua will grow again in the sea of ​​flowers of Bianhua, but why did he tell Wu Mi this news.

He is not stupid.

"And——I don't need the blue Bana flower."

Crescent Moon seemed to be mocking with a half-smile, but upon closer inspection, there seemed to be nothing there.

Wu Mi thought that he was offended, even though Yueya didn't need to call him a lord, he still naturally thought that Yueya was still the servant who centered on him in everything by his side.

But he completely forgot that it was more suitable for him to cling to Yueya and yearn for something he had never had before than Yueya relied on him, but now the only position worthy of Yueya's bow no longer exists. People are equal.

"Yueya!" Wuyou called Yueya's name in a low voice, his eyes full of paranoia.

"It's okay if you don't know—we can find it together!"

"But you must stay with me!"

Even a decoration is much better than a soulless portrait.

But Yueya stretched out her hand to hold Wu Mi's wrist pinching his face, and pulled Wu Mi's hand away with undeniable force.

"Please don't do this, no misfortune."

Crescent Moon stretched her brows and revealed a bright and gentle smile, "The two of us have nothing to do with each other anymore."

He got up and wanted to go out of the house, but before he took two steps, he was blocked by dozens of blood-colored long whips growing from Wu Can's body. The pale bone spurs on the blood-colored long whips were like sharp daggers that could easily slit a man's throat.

"Where do you want to go?" Wu Mi suppressed his anger. When he knew that Yueya and the Ghost Killing Squad were involved, he could temporarily suppress the anger in his heart, thinking that Yueya just lost his memory to comfort himself, but now Yueya has already lost his memory. The fact that he has recovered his memory but still wants to leave him is completely unacceptable to Wu Mi himself.

"You belong to me."—can't go anywhere.

Crescent Moon with his back to Wu Mi stretched out his hand to hold the bloody long whip Wu Mi was waving, a sharp bone spur pierced the palm of his hand, and warm blood flowed out continuously from the wound onto Wu Mian's body His long whip was devoured by that long whip.

Wu Mi trembled, and naturally felt the smell of blood coming from the long whip growing out of his body.

The taste is full of temptation and sweetness, enough to make all ghosts go crazy.

"No, no misery."

Yueya held the long whip and turned her head to Wu Mian and said, he didn't smile and didn't feel the wound on his hand hurt, his tone was cold as if he was saying a simple and rude notice.

"I don't belong to you, I only belong to myself."

"I don't like this, you understand?"

No miserably understand, he stubbornly regards Yueya as his own property and cannot tolerate the slightest bit of coveting by others, even if Yueya wants to leave him.

The long whip, which was originally just to prevent Yueya from leaving, quickly wrapped around Yueya's limbs, as if fearing that Yueya would be injured, the original barbs on the whip disappeared.Wu Mi pulled Yueya back, but Yueya didn't struggle.

Maybe it's useless to struggle.

"Then I belong to you?"

Wu Mi suddenly asked softly.

Yue Ya looked up at Wu Mi in surprise, he thought he had heard wrong, but looking at Wu Mi's expression didn't look like he was joking.

"What are you talking about?" Yueya didn't hear anything, and the smile on his face turned into a formulaic template without emotion.

"That's not at all like something you'd say."

Indeed, going back to 500 years ago, even if Wu Mi died, she would not believe that she would say such a thing in front of Crescent Moon, but it is different now.

The long whip flexibly put Crescent Moon down on the tatami beside Wu Mi, and Wu Mi stretched out his hand to touch Crescent Moon's soft lips. The pupils that were originally human turned into vertical pupils like beasts. The greedy thirst of wild beasts.

Crescent Moon looked at Wu Mi with cold eyes and slowly bent down and kissed his lips.

"I want to eat you, but I can't bear it."

Wu Mi muttered to himself, "As long as I eat you, you won't say such nonsense about leaving me, but I can't eat you."

Lips and tongues intertwined, not only saliva but also cold blood from Wu Mian that could transform people into evil spirits passed between the lips and teeth.

"In this case, let's become ghosts together."

Even if it is only a semi-finished product, it is enough.