How to be a mother to Shanyi

The swordsman who can use Leihu in the ghost killing team can't even get two hands. The team members gathered with the "pillar" know which breathing method they belong to. It can be said that there are a total of people in the entire area who can use Leihu sword technique. Just two—and these two are still brothers under the same school.

A person who can use a thunderous sword in the Spider Mountain, besides that trash... who else?

Huang Yue took a deep breath, the electric arcs around his body "cracked" twice, flashing more dazzlingly, and the speed of leaping over the treetops was more than a little faster, the whole person almost turned into a purple lightning, towards the "Long" to the place where the sound of thunder falling was fast forward, and silently counted in my heart the sound of falling thunder that was getting closer and closer to my ears.

One, two, three, four... So far, a total of four thunderbolts have been heard.

Huang Yue sped up the speed again, panic for no reason appeared in his heart, just like the little worry that he had ignored when he entered the mountain, now it seemed like a fire that had been caught, burning up.

Hearing the sound, the distance is not too far, and you can get there soon. As long as you can ensure that what the good-for-nothing son meets is not the so-called "Twelve Ghost Moons", other ghosts can't do anything to that guy--that good-for-nothing is not even a monster from the other side. It can be cut off with a single knife, so what danger will you encounter in this mountain?It must not be poisoned.

...I don't know why, but when I think of this, I always feel even worse.

Yan Yue silently increased his speed again, and the fifth sound of thunder rang in his ears. Finally, when the sixth sound of thunder sounded, he arrived at the open space under the bloody moonlight. A cluster of tree crowns rushed out, falling into the bright moonlight in the shadows, and just saw clearly under this round of full moon, standing upside down in the air, with a calm face, and a golden lightning bolt with eyes closed.

The remaining electric light in the air can almost shake the space. Even though the lightning flash, which belongs to the sword drawing technique, has been sheathed, there is still burning heat left in the air. The dazzling electric light is more dazzling than the moonlight coming out of the clouds. If Staring directly without avoiding, I am afraid that the retina will be imprinted with a spot of light that will not disappear for a moment, but Yue Yue still opened his eyes wide almost instinctively, engraving this merciless bolt of lightning into the turquoise pupils with small pupils. .

So fast, if the knife is aimed at his neck, can he avoid it?

Inexplicably, Huang Yue came up with such an idea.

Thunderbolt Flash is originally the fastest sword type among the six types of Breath of Thunder. Shanyi can't learn other types, so he put all his efforts on this type, just like what Teacher Sang Dao told him, He kept honing until he reached the pinnacle... even compared to the last time he killed monsters in Tottori, this knife was faster, so fast that it was almost impossible to react.

The ghost with the body of a human-headed spider was beheaded with a knife, and the bluish-white spotted head rolled down from the air. It was still cursing something angrily and unbelievably, but it had already turned into ashes from the smooth cut neck. The blond boy who returned to the scabbard under a full moon also let go of his strength and let go of the hand that was pressing on the scabbard. As if he had really just fallen into a deep sleep, he fell back weightlessly and fell headfirst.

"……Hey!"

Huang Yue, who was stunned by the amazed knife, quickly reacted. Before his junior fell to the ground on his head, he cut the man from the air, protected the unconscious guy's head, and fell lightly to the ground.

"..."

At this moment, I didn't bother to care about the ground I was stepping on just now. It was the corpse of a headless spider ghost just now. Yan Yue grabbed the scruff son's neck and laid him flat on the ground. cheek:

"Shanyi, wake up?"

"..."

Logically speaking, even if he fell into a state of slaying ghosts in a coma, this guy Shanyi should come back to his senses as if he had woken up after everything was over. Counting on others, firmly thinking that he is a "protected weak", but at least this unconscious state has never appeared.

"..."

Yan Yue immediately touched the artery in the trash's son's neck—it's not good, it's beating too fast.

His heart sank, and he tried the temperature of the base of his ears and forehead again. Not surprisingly, he found that the heat was a bit unusual, and his breathing became even shorter. Looking at the waste son's left hand, he could still see a black and purple blood hole. , as if bitten by some poisonous insect, the cyan color spread along the veins to the wrist and arm, and then hid in the black uniform cuffs of the Ghost Slayer Squad.

The toxin seemed to be spreading very quickly, and even weirder symptoms had already appeared - if Huang Yue's discovery was correct, he could indeed feel that the palm of the trash son seemed to shrink a circle.

Is it the poison of atrophied limbs... Then it should be ghost poison.

"Trash, wake up, don't sleep yet."

Yue Yue quickly took out the antidote he had received from Zongzhu Butterfly Ninja from his pocket, and steadily aimed at the discolored blood vessel, and injected the clear liquid of lavender mixed with wisteria anthocyanin until he saw the blue-purple hair. The color of the black blood vessels faded, and he breathed a sigh of relief.

... Then he moved his eyes to the stupid face that was sleeping peacefully, as if it would not be strange to stop breathing the next moment, staring at this expression that would not violate the harmony even if it was placed in the coffin, his eyes were fixed.

"I told you not to sleep yet! Wake me up!"

Yan Yue resolutely chose the inner thigh where pinching hurts the most, pinched a small piece of flesh and squeezed it horizontally.

"Hey...it hurts..."

I don't know whether it's the effect of the antidote, or the effect of the thigh meat that Huang Yue pinched fiercely. Even though the tone was still weak, my wife Shan Yi barely opened her eyes halfway, and the golden brown pupils were shining in the eyes of Huang Yue. After lingering on his face for a moment, the expression that was so calm as a dead person finally became alive, and he distorted exaggeratedly, squeezed out two tears that probably came from pain, and grinned and accused in a low voice:

"It's senior brother, no wonder, only a terrible senior brother would hit the wounded so hard, it's too much, but I was bitten by a strange spider... It hurts so much, my head is so hot, so dizzy, so good Want sleep……"

"Trash, if you dare to sleep now, I will kill you."

Yan Yue resolutely propped the person up, carried him on his back, raised his head to identify the position, and then quickly swept towards the southwest direction. He remembered the location information just passed by the crow. It should be right there.

The golden head on the back seemed to be silent for a while, and then buried its head in the neck of Huang Yue, rubbing against the fluffy touch, a little itchy, but soon stopped obediently, and a muffled murmur sounded : "It's too much, why do you say such horrible things, you didn't die at the hands of ghosts, but you will die at the hands of senior brothers?"

"Then it's fine if you don't sleep."

"But I'm sleepy, tired, and scared. Fighting ghosts is really scary. I've tried my best just not to faint from fright... Brother, I just dreamed about my grandpa."

"It's only useful when you've passed out—hey, run the breathing method for me to delay the toxin, if you are put down by the poison of that kind of trash at this time, the teacher will write a letter to scold you .”

"Oh……"

The antidote distributed by Butterfly Ninja can only be regarded as the wisteria flower extract for the general-purpose ghost poison, which can slow down the spread of the toxin, but the real detoxification still needs to be formulated according to the symptoms, and it needs to be exposed to the sun more. Shanyi took an injection, but the ghost poison was still slowly eroding the human limbs, and Yan Yue had already noticed that the trash son on his back seemed to shrink in size.

It was supposed to be a screaming voice full of breath, but at this moment, due to the weakened state after being poisoned, it sounded almost like a light whisper. The waste lying on the back probably didn't have the energy to quarrel with him anymore, and tried hard to keep breathing , and didn't say anything more.

It wasn't until Huang Yue found the "hidden" team that was carrying stretchers to transport the surviving soldiers out of the forest that he heard a murmur almost dreaming from behind his ears, but the voice was too soft and indistinct, even if he was close to him. Behind his ears, Huang Yue could only hear a vague "Senior Brother", as for the rest of the voice... probably it was scattered into the air along with the hot breath of the trash son, right?

……

"He has not been poisoned for a long time, and he has used the breathing method to slow down the spread of the toxin. Did you inject him with medicine in advance? Very timely, this will prevent the sequelae, and will not turn into a spider like a seriously poisoned team member. Probably only the hands and feet will be shortened for a while, and he is already the one with the mildest symptoms among the poisoned team members."

"Yin" who was following the accompanying doctor wrapped his blond junior into cocoons, and said to Huang Yue who was watching silently:

"There's absolutely nothing wrong with it, he's doing a great job and you're doing a great job, so don't worry about it."

"Why would I worry about that trash."

Yan Yue denied without hesitation:

"It doesn't matter if you know he's fine, there's nothing to worry about, but it's just too useless to think he'll be poisoned."

——It was also like this at first, the trash son himself clearly has such a lightning-fast knife, even if he stays alone in that field of spider mountains, his life will not be in danger. Killing" news, the remaining ghosts who are not good enough can't do anything to this waste who pretends to be a pig and eats a tiger.

He doesn't need to worry anymore, the sword shape that makes his neck feel cold is enough to deal with most of the evil spirits in the "Twelve Ghost Moons". Even if the useless son has been poisoned by ghosts, he has already been injected with a relieving potion ... He really has no reason to worry anymore?

Staying here and not planning to leave is just because there is nowhere to go for the time being. The ghosts in Tianzhishan Mountain have all been wiped out, and he is not needed to treat the wounded. Now go to join those so-called "teammates", [-]% He would only be stared at with repelling eyes. He was the one who left the team in the first place. Even if he killed the ghost with a stiff neck, it would probably be difficult to record the record—after all, he left the team without authorization.

"Is that right?"

Yin looked back at him in surprise, then moved his eyes down, stared at his clenched hands, then shook his head and left: "Is there anything to deny, such an obvious thing..."

"..."

There are still many team members who have been poisoned by ghosts, and it is true as Yin said, compared to those players who almost have a head and a small half of a spider's body left, the useless son is just a little shorter now, even if there is no serum detoxification. The sun can also recover after two months. He is indeed the one with the mildest symptoms among the poisoned team members.

Watching the "Yin" team members leave without saying a word, Yue Yue turned his eyes back, and looked at the useless son who was wrapped in a cocoon with tearful golden brown eyes for a few seconds, and raised his hand to pinch it. Small locks of blond hair stick out and back away.

"Trash, you're starting to lose your hair."

Yan Yue mercilessly brought the blond hair pinched between his fingers to the trash son's eyes, letting him take a good look at it, and then mocked:

"If this continues, you will become bald, right?"

"?!!"

The guy who was completely wrapped in the cocoon immediately widened his eyes, staring at the blond hair that was still growing on his head in disbelief, as if he wanted to break down and yell something, but because his mouth was also blocked Being entangled in the "silkworm cocoon", I could only "woo, woo, woo" a few times anxiously and angrily, and then cast a glaring look.

——The junior brother has been miserable enough to face the terrifying hair loss, how can the senior brother ridicule without empathy!Excessive!unacceptable! ! !

——He was really out of his mind before, he was unconscious only after being poisoned, and he actually felt that the senior brother who carried him on his back was also very gentle... What kind of gentleness is this!It's just a sarcasm, the senior brother's character is simply rotten! ! !

—He's going to write to Grandpa! ! !

The suppression and rescue of Natian Spider Mountain ended very smoothly. Although Yanyue did not see the so-called "Twelve Ghost Moons", according to "Yin" who cleaned up the battlefield later, what was killed this time was "Twelve Ghost Moons". The fifth of the last string in "Two Ghost Moon", and it was dropped in seconds by Mizuto Tomioka Yoshiyuki.

He was clearly one of the twelve strongest ghosts, but he was killed with a single blow... When people heard this incident, they all felt that Master Shuizhu was really strong, but it was a bit inexplicable. One idea is "it's normal to die quickly".

...I always feel that something is wrong. He has never seen the "Twelve Ghost Moons" before, and he doesn't know whether his own strength can handle this so-called "the fifth who was killed by Yoshiyuki Tomioka in seconds". How could there be such a thing? A kind of idea that seems to look down on "lower strings"?Even if it's just a flash, it's weird, isn't it?

But in the final analysis, this is not an important matter. Yan Yue didn't even bother to get over his emotions. After the suppression of Natian Spider Mountain, he followed him to the Butterfly House of Chongzhu Butterfly Ninja. Although he didn't have any injuries, but Whether it was the useless son, the pig-headed teammate of the useless son, or Murata who met on the way back, they were all packed and stuffed into the ward together, and it is said that they all needed to recover from their injuries for a while.

By the way, because the Butterfly House was temporarily short of manpower, Huang Yue, who was paddling without receiving other tasks, was also arrested as a young man. With a cold face, the female team member with two ponytails in the Butterfly House stuffed a whole tray of soup bowls , unceremoniously sent away to deliver medicine to the bandaged team members.

"So what's wrong with you?"

Huang Yue raised his eyebrows at Murata whose arm was suspended from a splint: "If you have a broken bone, do you need to recuperate here?"

"Not just broken bones..."

Murata replied weakly: "A few ribs were also broken, and internal organs were injured... I didn't expect to be injured so badly, but it's pretty good to survive, right? Our team members who went in were killed or injured More than half, I'm lucky to be alive."

"You are indeed lucky."

Yan Yue put a whole tray of medicines on the bedside table beside the hospital bed with a blank expression, not planning to deliver them to the wounded one by one like a qualified butterfly house angel - who is going to serve these guys?Doesn’t he still have one hand to move? Then go get the medicine and drink it by yourself. If you can’t move both hands, use your teeth to bite the side of the bowl. There will always be a way. Feed medicine.

After the tray was put down, Yan Yue didn't plan to stay in the ward any longer. He heard from Murata that the stove door with the scar on its head seemed to be taken to the Zhuhe meeting. Take it there, nine times out of ten it's the little kid who got discovered... How the ending will depend on Zaomen's own solution.

Of course, he didn't really care about this kind of thing that much, and it was just that the trash son wailed to find "Tanjiro" and "Sister Nezuko" after regaining some strength, and the quarreled Yu Yue pinched his nose Let’s ask Murata, who is more informed—then he was stuffed with a medicine bowl by Kanzaki Aoi from Butterfly House.

Forget it, seeing that Butterfly House is really busy, it’s not impossible to help, so Yue Yue didn’t actively “deliver the medicine”, ignoring Murata’s chatter behind his back, sending out useless information that he didn’t pay attention to, Just when he was about to leave the ward, Aoi Kanzaki, who had just separated from him, angrily pushed the door and came in, holding a bowl of green and black soup in his hand.

"Mr. Daoyu, is my wife your younger brother?"

"……what."

Yan Yue responded.

"That's good, I will trouble you with the task of persuading my wife and husband to drink the medicine!"

The girl with twin ponytails thrust the medicine bowl into Huang Yue's hand without hesitation, suppressing her anger and saying:

"My wife always thinks the medicine is very bitter and refuses to drink it. In this case, his toxin cannot be removed! Mr. Daoyu is his senior brother, so he should be able to persuade him?"

"..."

Yan Yue looked down at the medicine bowl in his hand, and after a while, he showed a sneer.

"Refused to take medicine? Yes, leave it to me."