I rely on cooking to dominate the ghost killing team

High ceilings, glazed glass tiles.The sun shines through, casting dazzling colored light and shadows.

The director of the orphanage stood amidst such mottled colors, his bangs cut evenly almost suppressed his dark gray eyes.The corners of his lips were tightly pursed, bringing an unprecedented sense of oppression.

His slender figure completely shrouded May in the haze of her childhood.

Wu Yue never understood why a harsh and violent man like him would have such a ridiculous hairstyle.

It was so out of place, it even made her want to laugh sometimes.

But Wu Yue naturally didn't have the guts to smile in front of the dean - even if she smiled in front of him, she would be scolded harshly.She just wanted to be confused in her heart.

If you say this nonsensical question, you will definitely be beaten.She had been beaten so many times that just thinking about being beaten was enough to scare her.

The dean just stood in front of her, looked down at her, and said nothing.May was trembling uncontrollably, her teeth were chattering - she had begun to fear.

Did she do something wrong again today?Or did she make the dean angry?

Are you going to be beaten by the dean?Or will he be thrown into a small black room and confined?

But he remained silent.Those dark gray eyes were still staring at him, and the burden of silence that fell almost bent May's back.She knelt before the headmaster, as she had done countless times in the past.At this moment, she even lost the courage to breathe.

"Stand up. As an orphan, you have no right to act like a spoiled child!"

A roar from the depths of memory.

May woke up.

Excessive blood loss caused her to accidentally fall into a faint, and she almost couldn't even hold the sun blade, but the thorns tightly bound her body, and there was no gap to move, and the sun blade could not fall from her hand.

Maybe that's a good thing.she thinks.

Her time was running out, and her strength was running out.If she continued to lose blood like this, she would die immediately.

Bleeding to death is definitely not a pleasant way to die.Besides, before that, she was facing a bigger crisis - there was a hungry ghost in front of her eyes.

The ghost of thorns opened its bloody mouth wide, and the smell of carrion from between the teeth almost made May faint.

Biting the tip of her tongue hard, the sharp pain made her fully awake.The brain restarted sluggishly, Wuyue clenched the sun wheel knife tightly, exhausted all the strength left, and struggled to breathe.The blade was coated with a layer of electric current, and the huge energy that followed was also suppressed by the entangled thorns, but Wuyue didn't panic.

The energy compressed by the thorns reached the critical value little by little, and could no longer be suppressed at all. It exploded instantly, tearing the tough thorns apart.The ghost seemed to be taken aback, its mouth opened wide in a daze, and it remained motionless.

Stumbling a bit, Wuyue tried to stand still.Although the intertwined thorns have been broken, the barbed thorns on the branches are still tightly bound in the flesh.The pain didn't go away at all.Wuyue shook her head, trying to wake herself up.

The ghost also came back to his senses, biting his lower lip tightly, extremely annoyed.

"Why can't you let me eat it obediently! I'm obviously very hungry! Is it wrong to want to be full when I'm hungry!"

She was like a vexatious child, crying and slapping the ground non-stop, and the thorns swayed wildly because of her yelling.The thorns collided with each other, making a piercing sound.

It would be great if these thorns were just entangled like this, she would definitely be much more relaxed.May thought so.

Of course, this idea is impossible to realize.The wild dance of thorns stopped suddenly, and the villagers who were originally entangled in the thorn bushes were loosened and scattered in various places.The thorn straightened its branches, and like a spear that could not be defeated, it aimed at May and pierced it.

The thorns flew by quickly, and May struggled to escape from the gap between them, but the gap shrank sharply, and soon she had nowhere to escape.

With the damaged sun wheel knife, she could barely cut off some branches, but there were too many.Cut off one, and ten will follow immediately, as if there is no upper limit.Wuyue's willingness to try to get closer seemed to be getting further and further away, and she was gradually unable to do so, while the ghost shrieked freely.

In a blind spot that couldn't be noticed, a thorn circled behind May.Caught off guard, the puncture penetrated May's body.

The remaining strength seemed to be taken away, Wu Yue's legs gave way, and she almost fell to the ground.

The Thorn Ghost's laughter grew louder.

"Little swordsman, I have opened a big hole in your stomach!" The Thorn Ghost gave Mayue alms with aloof kindness, "Does it hurt? If you feel the pain is unbearable, you can ask me. I will gently to kill you..."

May wanted to laugh out loud.

"The sun hasn't risen yet, so have you started talking in your sleep? Then I suggest you wake up from your dull dream earlier."

She cut off the thorns and let the sharp thorns continue to bury deep in her body.It doesn't hurt at all.She has long been used to pain - after all, she has been beaten many times, and she has already become rough and thick, and she is fearless.

Although such an experience sounds extremely tragic, under the current situation, it may not seem so tragic.

There was blood all over his body, and nothing was good.May moves with only one breath.

Taking advantage of the thorn ghost's anger for a moment, Wuyue suddenly pulled the distance between them closer than ever before, and the tip of the knife pierced the ghost's eyeball.More thorns rose furiously, forming a net-like shape like before, trying to engulf her in it.

I was a little flustered on May [-]st.

How should we deal with it?Faced with such an attack, there is obviously nowhere to hide...

Her movements hesitated inadvertently.There were more wounds on the body.It seemed that the advantage he had finally grasped was about to be taken away by the ghost of thorns.

How should it be...

- Sometimes, you can try to rely on your intuition.

Kuwashima Jigoro's words jumped out of his mind.

Before this moment, she had never been able to believe this, nor was she ready to try.But having fallen into such a predicament, she has little choice.

This may be the last resort.Don't think about anything, just act according to instinct.

For once, trust your intuition absolutely.

Lean over and get out of the way.Jump high, jump to the height that those thorns cannot extend.

The next attack will come from the right, just chop it off.

There was a thin crack in the blade, and it was about to reach the limit of breaking.

It doesn't matter, the next time she swings the knife, she will cut off the ghost's neck.

Wu Yue lowered her center of gravity extremely low, and the thorns swept over her head cut off a handful of strands of her hair, but she could still see the most vulnerable neck of the ghost!

The Thorn Ghost also realized where her gaze had stayed.She retreated desperately, trying to escape from the attack range of the sun wheel knife.

But there was a slight deviation in her estimation - May's sun wheel knife is longer than the normal knife.

Last-minute wins and losses come faster than ever.The blade pierced the air and severed the neck.

The thorns stopped dancing and fell to the ground in a rain of rotten blood.The ghost sighed sadly and kept struggling and twisting, but it couldn't change the result of dissipating.

It took a long breath to get to this point, Wuyue was completely unable to hold on.Her mind went blank, and her legs were trembling. If she hadn't supported herself with the Sun Wheel Knife, she probably wouldn't be able to keep standing now.

No...can't fall down yet.

She also has to save the villagers.Some of them must still be alive.

For example, the boy who rushed out of the thorns but was not saved by her...

But the limbs are almost out of control.Her vision became a mottled darkness, and she could only move forward stiffly.It was as if the body was no longer hers.

Biting the tip of her tongue hard, she tried to keep herself awake, but in a trance, she stepped into the small river.The river water seeped into the wound, and the body seemed to be filled with coldness.

"May, don't be afraid. It's okay. Big brother will definitely let you live!"

The distant voice seemed to have been buried for a long time, and it was not revealed until now—who was speaking?

In a daze, she seemed to see the face of a young man.

Short blonde hair, water-colored eyes, blood and tears all over his face.May could hear his chaotic heartbeat.

"Please, take her to hide." His voice almost seemed to be begging, "She is the only one who survived... My brothers were all eaten, and my father was also... That ghost is getting more and more Strong. He is chasing after me, and I will not be able to escape very far. Now only you can take her away... Please, save her!"

"But what about you young man? You will..."

"I can't go! I still... can't go!"

He lowered his eyes, eyes full of determination.

He was probably in great pain at the moment, but he didn't show the slightest bit.He even smiled at her, caressing her face with cold fingertips.

"May...May...Big Brother will definitely kill that ghost and avenge everyone. Don't cry, just wait a while, Big Brother will be back soon..."

He turned and left, and the sun wheel knife cut a golden afterimage.

Wuyue seemed to know his name—his name was Yiyi.

...but who is he?

May couldn't figure it out.She doesn't seem to know anything.

call……

Keep going, don't stop.Don't think about it.No time wasted.

There must be survivors here—the only person who can help them now is myself.

But she had no more strength.Only a nudge from the river knocked May off balance.She couldn't stand anymore and fell forward uncontrollably.

But she did not fall into the river.She fell into the broad and warm chest.

"It's all right."

Here comes the column.

"Take a break. You're doing great."

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The author has something to say:

Your little one is brave!Wire!La!

PS. The strength of the ghost is directly proportional to the number of people who eat it

You can experience the rest for yourself, I won't say anything