About the matter of Mrs. Chen's superstition in science

After Tanjiro left, Wakana and Sick Leaf fell into a strange silence, and the atmosphere was so tense that it seemed as if just throwing a little spark could explode.

What is the relationship between you and Master Wu Mi?Why did Lord Wu Mi order to protect you?Are you really pregnant with the child of Mr. Wu Mi?How did you get pregnant?Why did Lord Wu Mi choose you?So... Why do you who smile so gently to others only have eyes and noses and noses for me?

Bing Ye has a lot of mental activities at this time, and there are too many questions to ask. Thinking that Mr. Wu Mi can know his location and even his thoughts through the blood in his body, he can only shake his head vigorously, trying to shake those strange things. Thoughts thrown out.

Wakaca looked at him with a strange face and suddenly shook his head sharply, tentatively, "Are you hungry?"

"I'm not hungry! Even if I'm really hungry, I won't eat you!" After yelling, she felt a little regretful, fearing that her image in her mind would fall to the bottom, so she became anxious for no reason.

Ruo Cai looked at him for a long time without blinking, and when Bing Ye suspected that she was falling asleep with her eyes open, she suddenly spoke up, and she said, "You are not scary, I have learned that you have no malice towards me through observation these days." This does not mean that I doubt Tanjiro's words. If you are really Twelve Onizuki, you must have eaten a lot of people before. Even if I think ghosts are very sad creatures, if you do something wrong, you are still doing something wrong. This is impossible. to be forgiven."

"Sad? Which of your eyes see ghosts is very sad!"

Sick Ye was very happy, and listed a lot of benefits of being a ghost, which was very similar to the aggressive sales of small vendors on the roadside. Wakana retorted.

"What's so good about human beings, they are so weak that I can crush them to death with one finger!"

"Without humans, where did the clothes you wear and the houses you live in come from?"

"Once you become a ghost, you can avoid the suffering of birth, old age, sickness and death!"

"Ghosts just don't grow old, they don't die, otherwise they wouldn't be killed by the ghost killing team."

"That's because they are too weak! Ghosts don't need to be bound by laws that only protect the powerful! Damn ethics! As long as you are happy, it doesn't matter anything!"

"There is no rule without rules. If there is no law, the social order will collapse. Even if you stand at the apex, you will get nothing but a collapsed world. Victory standing on the ruins is meaningless."

"It's so noisy! No matter what I say, you have to fight!"

"Because what you said was wrong."

"What is right or wrong? Power is everything in the world of ghosts. Anyone who makes me unhappy will be killed. Ghosts are free!"

Sick Ye almost roared out the words "ghosts are free", compared to the face of Wakana on the opposite side who was calmer and hit the nail on the head, "ghosts are not free, I know, ghosts are under the absolute rule of Oni Wu Tsuji, Everything including life is in his hands, such a ghost, can you still say such words as freedom?"

Sick Leaf: "..."

Believe it or not, the ghost dance Tsuji Wumi you speak of is your nominal and actual husband.

He understood that he should never try to persuade a woman, especially a woman who has read books.

The verbally defeated sick leaf gave a "tsk" unwillingly, turned around and saw the clock next to it, and took a long time to recognize the time that appeared, "Tch, it's almost dawn, I'm in the closet, I have something to do You shout."

"Are you protecting me? Why?" Twelve Ghost Moon should be the direct subordinate of Onimai Tsuji, and there is no one else who can order them. Wakana can't figure out why the King of Ghosts sent someone to protect her.

Human beings are just food to ghosts, will anyone bother to protect a piece of food?

Without warning, Wakaba thought of the two pots of flowers on the balcony that hadn't bloomed yet. The things they brought from that store must not be ordinary seeds, and they might have some special effect on ghosts.

This reason is untenable if you think about it carefully. The murderous ghost can kill her and take the flowers directly. Why should he protect her instead?Does the flower have a more important role?

"Protection? Don't put gold on your face, I just—" Sick Ye got stuck in the middle of speaking, and angrily closed the closet door, blocking his own voice.

Ruo Cai didn't expect to get anything out of his mouth, but found that it was almost dawn outside, and she couldn't hold on after staying up all night, and the pregnant woman was lethargic, so she soon fell asleep in a daze.

Time passed quietly in sleep, until the day was over and the night came again.

The closet door was opened again, and sick leaf knelt down in fear to welcome the person who controlled his own destiny. He had to admit that what Wakana said was right.

Actions, thoughts, and lives are all in the hands of Mr. Wu Mi. This is really not freedom.

Guiwu Tsuji didn't even look at him, and was very disappointed in his ability to handle things. If it wasn't for the fact that no one was available, he would have dealt with it a long time ago, and asked him to step down impatiently.

Sick Ye felt his dissatisfaction and ran away as if he had been pardoned.

There was no light in the room, Wu Mi stood in the dark looking at the ignorant person immersed in sleep, walked over and sat down beside her.He lifted the thin quilt, and put his hands on his stomach, which was slightly rising and falling with his breathing, through a layer of fabric. After a while, he felt that the clothes were really in the way, so he unbuttoned the shirt.

The skirt of the clothes slid to the two sides under the influence of gravity. He didn't pay attention to the spring that suddenly appeared. He focused all his attention on the abdomen without a trace of fat.

Unlike other ghosts, Wu Mi can feel that the weak life is growing slowly, but he can't control it. This feeling is not very good. He doesn't like the existence that is not under his control.

At the same time, there is also an unspeakable thing that stretches over, probably the so-called blood veins, like a slender stream of water, even if it is separated by wooden boards, it will slowly meander around from both sides and continue to move forward.

This little spiritual energy did not give birth to thoughts, but only instinctive pursuit and relying on a thicker blood.

After all, it was a girl with a healthy body and mind, feeling the familiar temperature, the sense of touch of the body induced the illusion in the dream, the cherry-colored lips parted slightly, and the low voice whispered, "Yue Yan..."

The infinitely charming ending sound is more alluring than the feasting Yoshihara night.

Wu Mi did not suppress her desire/desire for her body, and directly bullied her upper body, with her big hands down, tearing off her pants with a clear purpose.

Perhaps it was the slightly rude movement that changed the corresponding scene in the dream, Wakaca closed her eyes and frowned, and let out a frightened moan from deep in her throat.

As if frightened by the dream, he twisted his body in resistance, and slowly opened his dead eyelids, his hazy eyes were in a daze.

The brain was unable to analyze and deal with the current situation, and thought it was a dream for a while, but when the eyes gradually recovered and the focus of the eyes began to focus, Wakana finally called out "Tsukihiko".

Wu Mi didn't respond to her call. Realizing what he was going to do, Wakana shook her head nervously, elbowed and pushed, "Impossible, Tsukihiko, this will hurt the baby in my stomach."

"My child is not that fragile." Feeling a little blunt after finishing speaking, Wu Mi spoke again, "It's okay, I will be very careful, Wakaca, give me everything you have."

The voice that hides passion/desire is lower than usual, pulling Wakana into the peachy vortex in such a dark night.

Wu Mi easily disintegrated her weak resistance, grabbed her ankles, lifted her legs up, and pressed them hard on her shoulders.

Suddenly being manipulated like this, Wakana only felt a pain in the violently stretched leg muscles, and was disturbed by Wu Mi's breathing in his ears, and softened involuntarily, allowing him to do whatever he wanted.

At the same time, Tanjiro rushed to the mission site according to the instructions of the crow, wanting to deal with it as quickly as possible, and then went to Tomioka Yoshiyuki who didn't know why he didn't reply to his message.

Fortunately, I heard about the place Tomioka-san is going to, otherwise the world is so big and I really don’t know where to go to find it.

The people who were running quickly stopped suddenly, and Tanjiro said to the empty path, "When are you going to follow me? Isn't your mission to protect Wakana?"

The rustling sound of the wind blowing through the leaves passed overhead, and Gabaiko stood high on the tree trunk about five meters above the ground in front right.

"Well, protecting that stupid woman is just one of the tasks, and the other task of Master Wu Mi is..."

Gabaizi stopped here on purpose, and after he had done enough, he said unhurriedly, "Kill that person who wears the sun wheel flower earrings."

The sun ring flower earrings, such a distinctive feature means that whoever thinks otherwise.

Tanjiro raised his head, and suddenly said very sincerely, "Are you standing so tall because you are too short?"

Gabaiko almost stepped on the tree trunk under his feet, and after enduring it, he smiled instead of anger, and poked him on the sore spot deliberately, "But are you so relieved to leave 'Wakana' there?"

He kept calling "that woman" and "that stupid woman", but at this time, he deliberately used her name to refer to her, which was full of jokes.

The sore spot was really poked, and salt was sprinkled on it, but Tanjiro said affirmatively, "Although I don't know the reason, Kimai Tsuji will not hurt her for the time being. It's safer there than staying by my side."

How could Gabaiko let him go so easily, and let out a sneer in his nasal cavity, "It's so naive, if you say hurt, you've already been hurt, otherwise she wouldn't have almost died not long ago, it was the order that Master Wu Mi personally gave .And the real memory is replaced by the false memory, isn't that considered harm? Well, if it was a month ago, maybe there is still the possibility of recovering the memory."

One month, which happened to be the time when he left, and Wakasa's serious illness must have happened.

Tanjiro's face darkened, "What do you mean by that?"

Gabaiko lifted the corners of his mouth upwards, and opened the arc of the publicity, "It's all said here, I might as well tell you that my vampire technique has side effects."

"So it was you who erased Wakana's memory!!"

Feeling the murderous intent emanating from him, Gabaiko slowly played with the ribbon on his cuff, "Even if you kill me, it's useless, did I just say it? My blood ghost technique has side effects. First The first time, although the possibility is extremely small, there is still a probability that the memory can be restored. But the second time, even if you are lucky enough to survive, the damage to the brain will be irreversible."

His eyes widened, his pupils were smeared with a strange red, and Gabaiko couldn't help but raise his voice, "The only thing that exists is the reflection memory of the body! It's so funny!"

Looking at Tanjiro's face as dark as water, Kamoko smiled triumphantly, "Stop it, you are not my opponent, although Master Wuyou ordered to kill you long ago, but you should feel lucky that you met me. Now , kid, why don’t you become a ghost too?”

"Do not make jokes!!"

Gabaiko continued to bewitch, "Master Wu Mi is going to take her to the Infinite City. Once the child is born, there are only two futures, death or becoming a ghost. You are too weak to protect anything, so, become a ghost. "

"Even if the strength is insufficient, people still have something that they want to protect no matter what! The breath of water, the three forms, and the flowing dance!"

Tanjiro uttered these words almost roaringly, and at the same time drew/drawn out the Hirinkana, his body flowing like a stream of water.

"Hey, hey, I said you are no longer my opponent, I don't want to kill you here."

Gabaizi held a few thin needles between his fingers, reflecting the pale moonlight.