The Swordsman of the Grim Reaper

Chapter 337 This is the Era of Diversification (Subscribe)

Just like Rukia has mysterious confidence in the Chapi map, Orihime Inoue also has her own persistence, that is, to go crazy in the diversification of cooking and never look back.

A single dish can't satisfy her genius brain at all, combining different foods to create a new way of eating.

Delicious and fun.

"You are welcome, just eat."

Orihime Inoue opened her hands, her face was full of holy radiance, but it couldn't be concealed by the soup mixed with pitch black and pure white.

Baishi pondered for two seconds, and decided to put aside the appearance of the food, and get a deeper understanding of the inside, maybe it's delicious.

Anyway, eating dead people is impossible.

He moved his chopsticks first, picked up the beef and buckwheat noodles, took a sip, and his eyes lit up instantly, "Oh, it's delicious, it's really beyond appearance."

"Hey, I've won the prize."

Inoue Orihime smiled shyly.

Kurosaki Ichigo still didn't move his chopsticks, he knew this routine very well, it was obviously bad, but he still pretended to be delicious in order to make others taste bad.

He will not be fooled.

Yamamoto Genryuzai also tasted it, nodded and said, "It's really good."

If Shiraishi had that suspicion, it would be impossible for Yamamoto Genryuzai to play that childish trick.

Kurosaki Ichigo is quite trusting in this person's calmness and stability, looking down at Tang, is it true that he is not good at appearance?
With the attitude of trying or dying, he lowered his head and took a sip.

His face instantly turned black.

Sweetness, spiciness, sourness, and saltiness are all put in excess, and mixed together, the taste is enough to make the tongue even curse.

It's unpalatable.

Kurosaki Ichigo's hand holding the chopsticks was trembling, his brain was also trembling, and his eyes swept across the table.

Inoue Orihime ate deliciously, Yamamoto Genryuzai and Shiraishi also stuttered, and their expressions did not seem to be mischievous.

It made Kurosaki Ichigo feel even more terrifying. They really think this stuff is delicious?

He looked at Rukia, saw this black expression, he was relieved, it turned out that he still had a normal stomach.

Rukia felt that her tongue had died in battle under such a sense of taste.

She raised her head and took a deep breath. In this wilderness, it is shameful to waste food.

Even if it was unpalatable, she had to eat it all in one go, so she buried her head in it and ate it like crazy.

"Lukia, you don't have to be in such a hurry, there is still in the pot."

"Pfft, cough cough."

The noodles in Lukia's mouth sprayed back into the bowl in an instant, coughing loudly, even tears flowed out, "No, no, one bowl is enough for me."

"You don't need to be modest, I cook a lot to ensure that everyone can be full."

Inoue Orihime replied with a smile.

After Baishi finished drinking a bowl, he didn't find it unpalatable, the reason was that he ate too much tasteless food in the food circle.

For the stimulation of mixing several flavors, he finds it really enjoyable, one bowl is not enough, "Have another bowl."

"Hi." Inoue Orihime was very happy, she took the bowl and helped serve the noodles.

Rukia said with sweat on her forehead: "Captain Shiraishi, if you like to eat, eat more."

Baishi taught her: "Lukia, don't be picky about food, that's why you haven't developed."

"..." Rukia looked down at herself, then at Orihime Inoue's breasts, which didn't look like a 15-year-old girl.

Could it be because of eating this kind of food that makes the tongue numb?

Rukia thought about it, gritted her teeth, and decided to continue eating.

Kurosaki Ichigo wanted to make a final struggle, "Inoue, everyone should take turns to cook, and we can't always trouble you alone."

Orihime Inoue didn't care, and said with a smile, "It's okay, I like cooking very much."

Shiraishi was too lazy to cook, so he reprimanded: "Ichigo, you have to concentrate on learning swastika recently."

"..." Kurosaki Ichigo was speechless, biting the bullet and eating the dinner.

…………

Time flies, it is May [-]th.

Clear sky, no clouds.

Under the blue sky, a big guy made up of turrets and rooms walked on the plain.

Kurosaki Ichigo got an intermission and sat on the balcony drinking tea.

The tea is brewed by Yamamoto Genryasai himself.

Kurosaki Ichigo blew, took a sip, and let the bitterness of the tea spread slowly in his mouth, followed by a faint fragrance.

"Tea is like life, you need to taste the taste carefully, and the same with Xiejie, not only to fight with a sword, but also to build a deeper connection with Zanpakuto."

Yamamoto Motoyanagi said as he poured himself a cup of tea.

Kurosaki Ichigo wondered: "But I always get no response when I call Zan Yue, why?"

"It's too short a time for you to learn the initial understanding. You need to meditate and don't be anxious."

Yamamoto Genryuzai could only give this answer.

Everyone's Zanpakuto communication method is more or less different. Forcibly instructing the other party what to do next may cause bad things with good intentions.

It can only indicate the direction in general, and the specific details depend on the individual's understanding.

"Meditate." Kurosaki Ichigo murmured, he didn't understand, he was already in this state of mind, so it can't be called meditation?
He was lost in thought.

On the high watchtower, Baishi put down the binoculars, looked down at the Chabi map, and said in astonishment: "Really, is this really a map?"

"I've said it all, my map is not wrong. Behind that hill is a village with about a hundred people. Everyone is very enthusiastic."

Rukia pointed her finger, and said with a look of nostalgia: "There is a forest lake behind the mountain, hunt here today, and replenish food and water.

After passing here, the environment behind is relatively harsh, and it is difficult to meet the village. "

Shiraishi nodded and said, "I'll leave the hunting to you and Ichigo."

"Hmm." Rukia nodded, such a trivial matter, naturally the captain doesn't need to take action.

House moved to the backside of the hill.

The oncoming breeze carried the smell of blood.

Baishi stepped forward and left from the watchtower. When he arrived at the dark cave entrance, the smell of blood became stronger and stronger. The rock walls and the top were covered with human flesh, and bright red blood dripped down.

A tall figure stood inside the cave, and he was the only one who was not dead.

Huh, Kurosaki Ichigo rushed to the side, seeing the horrifying scene in front of him, his first reaction was to be empty, and then he denied that idea.

If it is empty, it is impossible to leave a remnant body, it should be eaten up.

There was no residual spiritual pressure at the scene.

"Did you do this?"

Kurosaki Ichigo yelled at the big man inside.

The other party turned around and looked at the two people at the door, "Are you from this village?"

"I'm asking if you did it?"

Kurosaki Ichigo roared, holding the handle of the knife with his hand, releasing the Reiatsu uncontrollably.

This cruel massacre touched his bottom line deeply.

The big man shook his head and said, "When I arrived here, he was already dead."

"The blood is still hot. The murderer didn't go too far. He should be in the forest."

Shiraishi has already locked the location of the prisoner, but did not remind Kurosaki Ichigo, and pointed out, "Ichigo, go and search there."

(End of this chapter)