Heaven and the Tyrant's Weak Girlfriend

Mingxiang learned all the detailed information about breathing techniques, ghosts, ghost killing teams, etc. from the young man.

After listening, the girl Cheng Jin couldn't help but doubtful question marks appeared in her eyes again.Ah, this... After changing the nouns to Yanling, Deadpool, and mixed race, it feels okay?

Speaking of it, it's no wonder that it sounds familiar. She heard the word "evil ghost" from Papa Butterfly to Uncle Mountain Watcher a long time ago.It turned out to be real...

"Is the ghost afraid of wisteria?" She thought of the wisteria flower sachet Papa Butterfly always carried.She occasionally brings it, but most of the time she still carries the sachets prepared by her sisters to match the clothes.

Well... I just didn't bring it on the day of the attack.

"Most ghosts will vomit when they smell the scent of wisteria flowers, which is unbearable and cannot be approached." Bei Mingyu said, "But the stronger ghosts are less affected by the scent."

"There are five basic schools of breathing, which are rock, fire, thunder, water, and wind. Because not everyone can find the breathing method that suits them, and some people create their own more suitable breathing methods when learning these five. My own breath. And I use the breath of the rock." After Bei Mingyu finished speaking, she was silent for a moment, but she still couldn't help asking. "Where did Mingxiang know the breathing method?" Logically speaking, this is something only swordsmen know...

There were a few cicadas chirping outside, accompanied by a few cherry blossom petals floating into the ward—the cherry blossom tree in the yard of Butterfly’s house also bloomed, and now it is flourishing.

Mingxiang tried to compare the characteristics of her breathing with those mentioned by Bei Mingyu, but in the end she found that the breath of flame was somewhat similar, but it couldn't be completely matched.

Every time she took a breath, it seemed that scorching energy gathered in her lungs, and the warmth spread throughout her body, filling every inch of flesh and blood.

The body seemed to be shrouded in sunlight, and the muscles, blood and nerves were fully awakened, giving her great strength and keen observation.

And the god of fire, Kagura, who is in harmony with this breathing... Isn't that Kagura dance?It also has nothing to do with the sword moves matched with each breathing method.

Do you want to tell about Uncle Tanjuro?

After thinking about it for a while, she decided not to speak for the time being.I always feel that Uncle Tanjuro's breathing method and Kagura dance are something more powerful... On the contrary, there are also great disadvantages.She was able to learn it smoothly and was not affected. Her intuition was that this body was fabricated by a book and was not a normal human body.

"I heard it from the mountain guard uncle. Now that I think about it, I heard something about ghosts at that time, but I didn't finish remembering it because I was about to fall asleep." Mingxiang explained, and then asked Beimingyu expectantly. "Can ordinary people learn that breathing method? Or can it only be learned by swordsmen who join the ghost killing team?"

Beimingyu was stunned for a moment: "It seems that there is no rule that ordinary people can't learn..." But generally people who have lost important family members because of ghosts will learn it. Revenge, but also to protect ordinary people, trying not to let them suffer the same pain as myself.

And breathing is different from swordsmanship, as long as you work hard, you will always learn a little bit.It's just that if you don't have the corresponding talents and work hard, you can only know a little bit after all.

Mingxiang's eyes lit up immediately: "That's what we can learn, right?"

Beimingyu couldn't see the girl's expectant and surprised cute look, but he could hear the excitement in her voice and her slightly rapid breathing.He slightly bent the corner of his mouth, and confirmed: "Yes, you can learn. As long as you are willing and persistent, it may be a good thing that everyone can learn the breathing method. At least, when you encounter a ghost, you have enough physical strength to escape—— —As long as you can persist until dawn, you can survive.”

Mingxiang subconsciously wanted to jump up and cheer, but she restrained herself because of the restrained kimono.She folded her hands on her lower abdomen, and the corners of her mouth raised uncontrollably: "Hey, everyone must be willing to persevere!"

Because learning breathing method is not difficult, so no problem!

"..." A black head popped out from under the window suddenly, the young man's dark green eyes stared at Mingxiang, and the emotion inside was unclear.

After a while, he looked at Beimingyu, "The breathing method you mentioned...is interesting." Yu said lazily, he rolled over and came in, pulled the chair and sat down on his own.

"Tell me about it?"

Beimingyu originally wanted to invite him to join the ghost killing team, so he readily agreed.

Mingxiang glanced at the young man's face, and the other party listened carefully, with a focused expression.The dark green eyes are slightly lowered. When the light is dim, they are like the eyes of a wolf hiding in the dark night. They are deeply focused and terrifying.

...Speaking of which, where did this person come from?Tanjiro said that he fell from the sky, Inosuke said that he was a beast turned into a monster, her personal words... [Book, do you know where Shier came from? ]

After a fight with the local world consciousness, the entire page became tattered and the book shook, and then called out a child's voice dedicated to girls, pure and innocent enough to drip water: [Maybe it was accidentally passed through World barriers, the world is so big, there will always be a few holes accidentally broken. ]

Ming Xiang nodded and believed it: That's how it is!

Beimingyu's injury has not completely healed, and after answering most of Shi Er's questions, he also became tired.The young man didn't say anything, but insisted on it, and he seemed to answer when he asked when he still had a little bit of time left.

Mingxiang stood up, then grabbed the boy's sleeve and dragged him up: "Well, I suddenly remembered that Sister Hanahui asked me to buy some snacks. Brother Shier will accompany me. Mr. Beimingyu, don't mind if I put the Can someone take it away for a while?"

Beimingyu's throat was already slightly dry, he was stunned for a moment, then hesitated and said: "Of course I don't mind..." But is the boy Shier willing?The other party seemed to be very interested in what he said about breathing and swordsmen.

In other words, how can I euphemistically ask for my weapon back?Even if it was him, he didn't want to be chased and hacked by the knife forger with a kitchen knife because of the loss of his weapon.

"Do you still need someone to accompany you when you are three years old?" Shi Er was interested in the breathing method and the swordsmanship used by the swordsmen of the Ghost Slayer Squad, and still had a lot to ask.In the end, he was suddenly interrupted. Even though this was the target person designated by the patron, the young man became subtly unhappy.

But seeing that the little girl was really skinny and stupid, he stood up with all his strength, "Let's go."

The ward became quiet, and Bei Mingyu sat for a while, then reached out and touched the small cabinet by the window, and after slowly groping with his fingers, he found a warm kettle and a cup next to the kettle.

Shinobu put on hot water early in the morning.

He fumbled for water and drank it.Beimingyu lay down slowly, closed his eyes and fell asleep.He needs to get better soon... The situation outside is unknown, and even though he has such a strong combat power as the Shire boy, he still feels worried.

We need to get in touch with the Ghost Slayer Squad quickly.

**

When he was pulled to his room, Shi Er raised his eyebrows slightly: "Buy some snacks?"

Ming Xiang let go of her hands, and looked up at him with her hands behind her back: "The weapon you used to kill ghosts belongs to Mr. Beimingyu, you have to return it to him."

The girl has a round face with a fleshy face.If it weren't for the exquisite facial features... Shi Er ignored what she said, and stared at her with a slight frown.

"...Let me tell you, have you gained a lot of weight during this time?" He remembered that the kid's face was not so round when they met for the first time.Why does it look like a steamed bun now?

Mingxiang's calm and slightly serious expression shattered in an instant: "What nonsense are you talking about?!" She quickly took out her hands behind her back, and then covered her cheeks. "These are just temporary sacrifices to be able to wear clothes!"

It wasn't an illusion, after she had a little more flesh on her face, she felt that the clothes fit her perfectly!

So Shir looked him up and down, and under his sharp eyesight, the young man decided: "You are fat."

The book also wants to say it, but the book dare not.Now that a warrior really spoke out, he watched secretly and was amazed: the rumors that the strong in that world have some brain problems are not false!

Ming Xiang gritted her white teeth, and Cheng Jin's eyes sparked with anger: "No." She tried her best to maintain a calm tone, trying to evoke Kanae's usual gentle smile.

"—You read it wrong, absolutely."

If this guy can't speak... Ming Xiang clenched her fists, feeling that she is fully capable of shutting this guy up with a punch.

... No, you can't do this Mingxiang, you can't be an ungrateful and bad boy.

Trying to restrain bad thoughts, she began to recall in her mind over and over again the scenes of learning tea ceremony illustration and painting with Miss Kanae.

The girl with long black hair is sitting upright, holding a flower branch in her hand, she is as quiet and beautiful as an oil painting, it is unbelievably beautiful.In an instant, Mingxiang's mood calmed down.

This time even felt it, a girl in the growth period?Or girlish exasperation.He let out a cry, he didn't know how to tell the truth, and he didn't say it's bad for her to be fat, so why is this person still angry.

"...Obviously, forget it. By the way, you said that meteor hammer belonged to Beimingyu?"

Mingxiang also let go of her cheek, lowered her hands, and stopped her back. "Yes, you have to return it to him. You heard what I said just now...Ghost Killing Squad still has ghosts. Mr. Beimingyu said that ghosts never gather together, but now they are like vultures that smell rotten. coming here..."

The two thin pure white eyebrows were pressed down, and she was a little worried.

"I always feel that... something is watching our house."

What the ghost that seriously injured her said was very interesting... It was not a coincidence, but a premeditated one.Coupled with the ghosts that kept attacking Papa Butterfly after returning home, if it wasn't for Shir who also went back with him, what would be left to her after she went back... there is no if.

Absolutely not.

Snapped.

Ming Xiang leaned back to stabilize her body, her fair complexion blushed a little - just now, someone flicked her forehead with a finger.

"What are you doing?" The girl who was often rubbed by her sisters was not angry, but a little puzzled. "I'm talking about very serious issues, even you don't want to do this."

It hurts a bit... Rubbing her forehead, she had a serious face.

"I have to fight too—I have to protect everyone well. So..." She was a little embarrassed, her serious expression gradually softened, and the tip of her ear was filled with a little pink. "Before returning Mr. Sorrowful Isle's weapon... that ax can be removed and borrowed from me?" With weapons that can target evil spirits, the situation like last time will never happen again.

"It feels like you said something strange." Shi'er squeezed his fingertips, and then moved his thumb and index finger very close together. "Are you fighting with your slender hands that can be broken at any moment?" He recalled the scene of the girl lying on the dirty ground as pale as paper, and sneered mercilessly.

"You couldn't deal with such a weak ghost before."

Without waiting for Mingxiang to refute, the boy slapped her on the head: "You don't need to do that kind of garbage that can be cleaned up casually."

When he died?