Perhaps because of his long-term life in the mountains, Yae's lunch has a vigorous and fierce atmosphere at first glance.

Different from the delicately presented sushi and sashimi she has eaten in the past, the portion of rice balls she makes is extraordinarily large, and the thickness of the meat slices is at least twice that of other restaurants.

"That's... Although it doesn't look very good, I promise it won't taste bad. Yae sat opposite Yahara and Yuko, his pretty face was slightly red, and he rubbed his hands and said embarrassedly.

After an early morning mental exercise, the current Yahara is extremely hungry, and his eyes even glow green, and the eyes that look at food are like beasts that devour everything.

The ensuing scene left Yae unsure if to answer with shock.

According to her preconceived idea, preparing food for five members of the daily ghost slayer team was enough to meet the needs.

Considering the powerful Yan Zhu with flame-like hair and the very dazzling and pink-haired Love Pillar I met before, I can draw a conclusion by analogy:

The stronger the strength, the greater the amount of food.

So the five servings were based on their standards, but the amount of food that Nightahara ate was beyond her expectations.

Seeing that the speed at which Yahara swallowed and chewed gradually increased, Yae smiled bitterly and served him a bowl of miso soup.

With the last sip of soup in his stomach, Yahara let out a long sigh of relief, only to feel that the world in his eyes had returned to its original bright colors.

That sentence of swearing not to be a starving ghost really didn't come casually.

"By the way, Yahara-kun, Shinobi-sama said that when you wake up, I will invite you to the maternity house, and it seems that there is something important to discuss." Seeing that Yahara had finished eating, Yae took a sip of the teacup and said softly.

Taking the handkerchief handed by Lingyuzi, Yehara wiped the corners of his mouth, and said with a little curiosity: "What's the matter?" That's where their pillar-level swordsmen meet, right? ”

"I don't know the specifics, I only emphasize that you must pass."

Yehara turned around and looked up, looking at the well-behaved Lingzi standing behind him, the other party shook his head with a look of ignorance, as if he didn't know anything about it.

"Okay, I see."

Standing up and moving, Yahara writhed his sore bones, letting the crackling sound sound, and looked in the direction of the Sanyashiki Mansion through the heavy buildings.

From a distance, there were nine people with different postures in the spacious and quiet courtyard, and judging from the shape of their heads and closed mouths, they seemed to be silent.

Suddenly, a strong man with his eyes closed and a brown robe with the words "Nan no Amitabha" written on it on the outside of the ghost slayer uniform, looked up as if he was about to look at Yahara, as if he noticed something unusual.

"Mr. Beimingyu, what's wrong?" The woman with three long braided cherry blossom braids on her chest almost broke out of the ghost killing team uniform, looked at the sorrowful Mingyu Shi Ming, blinked her big light green eyes, and asked curiously.

"No, nothing." The strong man slowly turned the rosary in his hand and replied briefly.

On the side of the butterfly house, Yahara lifted the distorted demon eye, and he was slightly surprised in his heart, he didn't expect that there was a character in the pillar who could find himself looking through the past.

Is the rock pillar sad when the island is dark? It's an interesting genius.

Greeting Yae and Zeroyuko, who were cleaning up the dishes and chopsticks behind him, his eyes narrowed slightly, and he walked unhurriedly towards the maternity house.

Since they are all graciously invited, let me see the strongest combat power of this group of ghost slayer teams.

......

Following the memories of two years ago, Yahara entered the gate and turned straight to the road paved with small stones on the left, and was confronted with a large lush green tree, which was growing very well.

On a curved branch, leaning on a man with black and white striped feathers, with a white male snake wrapped around his neck, arched his body and hissed a forked snake letter to the approaching Yahara, as if he were facing a great enemy.

"Who is standing there, haven't you ordered that no one but the pillar should enter?"

When the man opened his heterochromatic pupils, his voice had a strange magnetism, and if he closed his eyes, he even had the illusion that a snake was spitting out letters.

"Let me introduce myself, I'm Yahara, and Mr. Sanyashiki should tell you." Yehara spread his hands and said lightly.

As soon as the words fell, the man's eyes instantly widened, and before he could speak, he saw a human body like a gray shadow rushing out from below, and he couldn't wait to shout:

"You're Yahara?!"

Looking at the man in front of him with three long scars growing on his face and bloodshot eyes, Yahara roughly guessed his identity - Shimiya Kazeki Immortal, and then nodded.

"Unbelievable! At such a young age, he actually killed Shangfeng alone! ”

As he spoke, the feather weaving that the immortal Minoru was wearing unconsciously spread out, revealing scars all over under the strong muscles, which was very terrifying.

"Is Yahara-kun here? Please come over and introduce you to my lovely children. ”

A gentle voice came from the room in front of you, but the confidence was weaker than it had been two years ago.

Seeing that the lord had spoken, the snake pillar lying on the tree, Iguro Xiaobane, and the wind pillar running from the immortal Chuan Minoru instantly returned to their positions, bowing their heads and standing in a row with the other pillars honestly, waiting for the next order.

His gaze kept shifting, and Yahara glanced at Butterfly Shinobu and Tomioka Yoshiyu, the two of them had a righteous face at this time, and their solemn appearance really had a bit of a pillar demeanor.

At this time, Yaoya Shiki's face had many purple scars compared to two years ago, like an earthworm entrenched on his handsome face, which was quite regrettable.

"It's a pleasure to see you again in my short few years, Pillars."

"You are the pillar that supports the Ghost Slayer, and you are the absolute backbone. And today I would like to introduce you to a friend from afar......"

"He just provided us with the information that Onimai Tsuji was not miserable, and saved the ninja and righteous Yahara!"

When the emotion reached a certain point of excitement, Yaoya couldn't help coughing, and the trembling palms desperately covered his mouth, and a trace of blood leaked out between his fingers, which was shocking.

"Lord!" The pillars shouted in unison.

Yaoya barely showed a bleak smile, waved his hand to signal that they didn't have to worry, wiped the blood from the corners of his mouth, and continued: "After thousands of years of fighting, the upper string position is finally absent, and the balance of fate is finally tilting in our favor. ”

Taking advantage of the whirlwind of Yaoyashiki's breathing, Yahara raised his hand and interrupted him: "Actually, before I came, I had already killed the Shangyu Pot. ”

Although the biggest output in the whole process is the release of the field's beans, but as the night plain who harvested the head, he still accepted this honor very calmly.

As soon as the words fell, the swordsmen who were the pillars were not calm, and couldn't help but discuss noisily:

Being able to kill a top stringer almost without damage has already shocked them, and it actually includes the top stringer?

Not to mention the strength of their strength and the weirdness of the blood ghost technique, the probability of meeting them alone is very small, this guy actually killed two in a row?

Is there something wrong?