Death's Slash

Chapter 10 Ceremony
Now that he has decided to participate in the mountain festival, Xuexin intends to enjoy it.

He returned to the residence first, took the bathrobe and bath towel, and then returned to the foot of the Tsuchiya Mountains, entered the hot spring, soaked in the hot spring, and relieved his fatigue.

More than an hour after coming out of the hot spring, the sun began to set, and the dim yellow light dyed the street golden.

On both sides of the street, the stalls were all set up, and the official ceremony would not start until seven o'clock, but the stalls had already started selling, and there were more people from other blocks in the street.

In the biggest celebration in West Eighth District, how could other people not come to join in the fun.

"Eat something first."

Xuexin walked to a ramen stall, the owner of which was already selling ramen and had his own small shop.

During the celebration, he put the tables and booths outside and put up signs to attract customers.

In Liuhun Street, there are not many people with spiritual quality, just like Lan Ran made Bengyu, using hundreds of gods of death and the souls of residents of Liuhun Street who have the ability of death.

Therefore, there are quite a few people with spiritual quality, and some of them will not take the initiative to enter the Mao Lingshu Academy, such as Hitsugaya Toshiro, who was found by Matsumoto Rangiku.

There are still some who can't become gods of death, because when they reach the third-class spiritual pressure, they are already over a hundred years old.

Although the lifespan of the soul is very long, it is also limited.

Ordinary souls can only live for 200 to 300 years. If they reach the third class at the age of one hundred, their talents are limited, and it is almost impossible to cultivate them to the fourth class after six years.

More importantly, the limited life means that the time to peak combat power is shortened, so it is not very useful.

Xue Xin walked to the ramen stand, ordered a bowl of tonkotsu ramen, sat down, and waited quietly.

"Guest officer, your ramen."

After a while, the ramen shop owner made the ramen and put it in front of Xuexin.

The ramen in front of me is served in a black porcelain bowl. Deep yellow oily flowers are floating on the fragrant soup. On the thick and tough noodles, there are large pieces of pork bones, green vegetables, black fungus, and eggs, which are cooked together with the rising. The heat from it makes your mouth water.

Xue Xin couldn't wait to pick up the chopsticks, took a sip of the soup first, the mellow aroma permeated his mouth, then he picked up the noodles, put them in his mouth, inhaled them all, and then chewed slowly.

The noodles are firm and textured, with a salty meaty aroma that fills the mouth and is full of deliciousness.

"good to eat."

Xue Xin immediately picked up the noodles again and began to eat with big mouthfuls, occasionally biting the pork bone and eating a bite of the egg, forming a layered taste in his mouth.

Xue Xin gorged himself, and after realizing it, the bowl of noodles had bottomed out.

"It's really delicious, a book is enough."

Xue Xin showed a satisfied expression, took out the coin and handed it to the boss, and left here.

A bowl of tonkotsu ramen cannot fill Xuexin's stomach.

After eating the ramen, he moved on, bought tempura, took a few bites, but his eyes were drawn to the food on the other side.

"This is?"

Xue Xin ran to the stall, and there were some strange pastries on the stall in front of him, some were in the shape of petals, some were round, and some were in the shape of small apples. They were exquisitely made and very small.

"This is wagashi, guest officer, would you like to buy some to taste?"

The store owner was a girl who looked about sixteen or seventeen years old, with a faint smile on her face, she looked at Xue Xin and asked.

"it is good."

Xue Xin nodded, bought five, put them in a paper bag, eagerly took out one, and put it in his mouth.

"Ah."

Xuexin chewed, his eyes slowly opened wide.

The outside is crispy and crunchy when chewed, but the inside is pureed with sweetness and a soft texture.

After Xuexin finished eating one, he picked up another one, this time it contained jujube paste.

not bad.

When you start eating, you will be attracted by the crispy skin on the outside and amazed by the fruit puree inside.

But after eating two, Xuexin put it away because he saw his favorite octopus balls.

Not only that, but also Dorayaki, Oden, Omurice and other foods.

There are about thirteen or four food stalls, only three or four. They originally set up shop in the West Eighth District, and there are four or five. They saw the mountain festival and made some temporary food, such as girls selling wagashi.

The rest were people from other districts who pushed the dining car here, and some even stayed far away.

This is food.

There are also some other stalls, such as shooting, fishing for goldfish, hoops, etc., as well as stalls selling puppets, porcelain bowls, flowers, copybooks, and portraits.

When the residents of West Eighth District walked out of their homes, and when people from other neighborhoods gathered here, the streets became more and more lively.

Xue Xin played for a while, but his interest faded.

Most of the people come together with many people.Some are friends, some are lovers, some are family.

But now, there is only one.

Unable to share my joy.

Xue Xin felt very bored. Suddenly, a group of children ran past the crowd, rubbing Xue Xin's body.

"Bring me back."

Xue Xin grabbed one of them, pulled him closer, looked at him, frowned and asked, "Gantu, why are you here?"

"Ah, it's you."

Seeing Xuexin, Shiba Ganju showed fear on his face, turned his head and said, "I'm just here to participate in the celebration of the mountain festival."

"You shouldn't be allowed to come out at this time?"

Xuexin looked at Shiba Ganju and asked, "Did you sneak out?"

Shiba's house has very strict access control, not to mention that Shiba Ganju is still a child, even 100 years later, when Shiba Ganju grows up, he must go back at nine o'clock.

"who is this?"

Seeing that Shiba Kanju was caught, the children who ran past just ran back.

"Hey, let go of Griffin."

A red-haired boy yelled loudly.

"To shut up."

Zhibo Ganju hurriedly scolded, looked at Xue Xin, showed a flattering smile, and said, "Brother Xue Xin, don't tell Miss Konghe about this, okay?"

"Boy, do you know how to call me brother now?"

Xue Xin raised his eyebrows when he heard his words, and spoke in a bad tone.

"I'll call you brother from now on, please don't tell Miss Kongzuru." Shiba Yanju said hastily.

"I don't care if you call my brother or not. But you ran out without authorization, how could I, ah!"

Xue Xin hadn't finished his sentence when he was trampled hard on the top of his foot, and couldn't help lifting his foot in pain.

And at this moment, a kid next to him grabbed a handful of sand with his fist and threw it on Xue Xin's face.

"you!"

Xuexin raised his hand to block in front of him, and at the same time let go of Shiba Yanju.

"Run."

Another little ghost pulled Shiba Ganju and ran out with a whoosh. These little ghosts squeezed into the crowd in an instant and disappeared without a trace.

"These bastards."

Xue Xin patted the sand on his body, looked at the direction they were leaving, and had no intention of catching up, but sighed, "Are they even going together?"

With more and more people, Xue Xin was quickly submerged in the crowd. He was only 16 years old, and he had grown the fastest in two years.

Xue Xin suddenly felt a little lonely, in the midst of prosperity, but he was alone.

It sucks not being able to share joy and joy.

Friends are at work, bringing joy to others while enjoying it themselves.

This made Xue Xin very uncomfortable.

So Xuexin quickly rushed out of the crowd, bought some food, ran wildly, set foot on the mountain road, and ran up.

When he came to the top of the Tuwu Mountain Range, Xuexin's breathing was a little short, and he put his hands on his knees and exhaled heavily.

"Xue Xin, I didn't tell you to stay below, why did you come here?"

Zhiba Konghe stood at the corner of the mountain top, looked at Xue Xin, and asked curiously.

"Give some food to Sister Konghe and Senior Yinyan."

Xuexin smiled and handed the food in his hand to Zhibo Konghe, who was slightly taken aback, took the food, and asked with a smile: "Just for this?"

"not only that."

Xue Xin showed a bright smile and said, "I want to stay here to watch the fireworks."

"Here? It's too close. It's better to see it from below." Shiba Kuzuru shook his head.

"But there are no Sister Konghe and Yinyan below, I am very boring by myself." Xue Xin said softly.

"is it?"

Seeing Xue Xin's handsome face, Zhibo Konghe raised the corners of his mouth, showing a smile, rubbed his short hair, and said, "Then stay here."

"and also."

Xue Xin pointed down and said with a smile: "Sister Konghe, I saw a rock vulture down there, and he seems to be here too."

"what?"

Zhiba Konghe's face immediately became angry, and he roared: "This bastard, dare to sneak out, and I will beat him up when I go back."

Hearing Shiba Kuzuru's words, Yukinobu showed a happy smile.

Watching the vulture being beaten is more interesting than participating in the ceremony.

(End of this chapter)