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

Ajinoyaki is a famous hot pot restaurant in the Sixth District of Asakusa. It adopts the architectural style of the Edo period, and the art of wood and paper is fragile and beautiful.

Bathroom on the second floor.

A six-year-old girl in a pink dress was lying on the children's sink and kept vomiting. When she couldn't vomit, she would stick her fingers down her throat and pick out her tongue, pouring out all the contents of her stomach together with the splashing water. Spit it out.

At the same time, Wakana in the adjacent private room looked anxiously at the door frequently, "Is it really okay for Kajiang to be alone? I should have followed me just now."

The staple food of ghosts is humans, and they cannot eat human food, even if they barely eat it, they will not digest it.

Yueyan knew that Gabaiko did not have diarrhea but to induce vomiting, and it was hard to tell the truth, so he took a piece of mutton from the rolling hot pot soup and put it in the Wakasa bowl, and comforted him, "Gabaiko is six years old, not three years old. She can do it alone."

Wakaca also knew that she was worrying too much, probably this is the mood of every mother.

Turning around and seeing Yue Yan's bowl was clean, Ruocai was afraid that he would not be able to eat such a greasy food because he didn't have enough rest, so he suddenly regretted that he wanted to eat hot pot, "Is it not to your liking? If you really don't want to eat this, we can still eat it." Go back, I'll cook lighter noodles for you, you shouldn't have to go to work tonight, right?"

"I won't go tonight, it's a rare vacation, I'll be with you well."

Tsukihiko skipped her previous question.

Because of the rapid heartbeat caused by the last half of the sentence, Wakana couldn't think too much, and ignored his unnatural pause, "It seems that we haven't talked properly for a long time."

Yue Yan stared at her with lowered eyes for a long time, without speaking.

After a while, Gabaiko came back, his face was very pale, and he didn't move his chopsticks, only drank some water, but Wakana, who was immersed in the next intimate relationship, failed to notice her abnormality.

After eating the hot pot and walking out of the gate of Aji no Yaki, Gabaiko said that he wanted to go shopping in the commercial street. If there was anything that refused to agree, Quan took a walk after dinner.

……

At this time, Tanjiro walked around the area centered on Sensoji Temple several times, lost his way several times, and finally found the right way when he walked near the stall of Ichiraku Ramen by accident.

"It's really too big here, full of tall buildings, it's like a maze."

Tanjiro took down the big wooden box behind him and put it on the bench, and sat down beside him, and sighed with self-reproach as he spoke, "Mizuko, what should I do? I haven't found any clues after searching all day. You can't stay at my wife Sang's house for too long."

"If you're hungry, would you like a bowl of warm ramen?" Boss Yile greeted the people outside through half of the noren curtain.

Tanjiro counted the small amount of money in his wallet, he just joined the Demon Slayer Squad not long ago, and the mission money he got was not enough. He was too extravagant in food, so he could only politely decline while clutching his growling stomach, "I'm not yet Hungry, thank you boss, the boss’s ramen is very delicious, and I will definitely come to patronize next time.”

Tanjiro didn't feel embarrassed to continue sitting here, and picked up the wooden box again. At this moment, there was a vague smell in the air, his movements suddenly stopped, and his brows were completely locked, "This smell is... my wife-san Is it nearby? No, it’s not just my wife-san, it’s the ghost’s breath that my wife-sang has caught! It’s that ghost! That ghost is right next to my wife-sang!”

He firmly believed in his own judgment, ignored the others, and hurriedly followed the smell. As the distance got closer, the smell became stronger, and he couldn't help covering his mouth and nose, "What's going on...it's worse than the smell on my wife Sang's body." The smell is even worse, is this really an ordinary ghost?"

Unknowingly, he caught up with the crowded commercial street. Asakusa is full of people at night. If it is not for his excellent sense of smell, it is impossible for Tanjiro to find a specific object in such a dense crowd.

There it is!

Tanjiro almost held his breath and squeezed away the passers-by and ran over, "My wife-san, be careful of those around you..."

The voice stopped abruptly, and Tanjiro looked at the scene in front of him in disbelief.

In the field of vision, Wakana walked beside a man with a smile on his face. The man was bowing his head and whispering something in her ear, and then he took the little girl from her hand and hugged her in his arms. Seen from the back, it looked like a harmonious family people.

I was covered up by that domineering stench just now, but now I realize that it's not a ghost, that little girl is also a ghost.

My wife San's husband and daughter are both ghosts.

This despicable and cruel reality nailed Tanjirou's footsteps, and he didn't even dare to look at her.

The smiling face that appeared in front of my eyes showed fine cracks like spider webs, which gradually spread and deepened, and finally broke like a mirror, and the ground was covered with debris.

He didn't approach, but Yue Yan heard his voice just now, and found him accurately among the dark crowd of people, walked over with his wife and children, and looked at him without leaving a trace.

It's the uniform of the Demon Slayer Squad, so what he wears around his waist is definitely not a bamboo sword, but a Japanese sword, and the flower earrings on his ears...

Wakana obviously didn't expect to see Tanjiro here, showing surprise, "Tanjiro, are you looking for a job here? How is your job?"

While talking, she looked at her husband and daughter, and introduced them, "Tanjiro, this is my husband Tsukihiko and daughter Gabako, you have seen their photos. Tsukihiko, he is the Tanjiro I told you about during the day , temporarily staying at home, Gabaizi, quickly call brother."

Of course, Gabaiko also recognized the uniform of the Ghost Killing Squad, so he couldn't say "Brother" anyway, so he had to watch Master Wu Mi's face and play it by ear.

The aura on Tsukihiko's body couldn't be restrained for a moment when he saw the Hanazawa earrings, but he quickly adjusted and raised a hypocritical smirk, "So you are the Kamado Tanjiro that Wakana said, it's the first time we meet."

Master Wu Mi expressed his opinion, and Gabaizi also gave a big smile, showing two small canine teeth, and called sweetly, "Brother, good evening."

"..." Tanjiro couldn't utter a single word, his throat seemed to be stuck, and it was his limit just to control his hands and not to pull out the Hikari Saber.

Wakana finally noticed his strangeness, put away her smile, and took a step closer, she was a little shorter than Tanjiro, and she could see his expression and the state of cold sweat just by raising her head, "Tanjiro, what's wrong ? Did you have trouble finding a job?"

Facing her concerned gaze, Tanjiro tried hard to find his voice, but he realized that he was very hoarse after speaking, "I'm fine, I'm worrying you."

"Have you caught a cold? Your voice is hoarse and you're sweating so much?" Wakana lost interest in shopping, and turned to the people behind her and said, "Yueyan, Kajiang, why don't you go home today, I'll make some ginger tea for you." Tanjirou, drink it, sleep well and you should be much better tomorrow."

……

How could it be good!

Tanjiro's whole body was tense, and he was lying motionless on the bed, his right hand firmly grasping the hilt of the Japanese sword. As long as he thought of a ghost lying in the master bedroom and the second bedroom, he couldn't let go.

It is impossible for the ghost not to recognize the uniform on his body, that is to say, the current situation is that both parties know the details of the other party but have not pierced the fragile paper.

Is he going to strike first?How will I explain it to my wife Sang later?She didn't seem to have the slightest doubt.