Chapter 023
In the next few days, as long as the daytime clinic was free, she would be taken by Doctor Ueno and Watanabe Ryu to the dungeon. As Ueno Shin became more and more proficient in acupuncture, the ghost who had not eaten for many days and was "tortured" like this became weaker day by day. Although he would not die, he would probably rather die at this time.
On the seventh day of training, no matter where Ueno Arata pointed the finger at him, he could not respond at all and was like a dead fish with no desire to live. Ueno Arata decided to let him go.
He waved to Watanabe Ryu, "Watanabe-kun, can you lend me your Nichirin Sword?"
Seeing this, Watanabe Ryu walked in front of the demon, put his thumb on the blade, and held the handle with his right hand. The next moment, Qingxi felt blue waves surging past his eyes, accompanied by the sound of the Sun Blade returning to the scabbard. The demon's head and body separated, and the flames burned by themselves. At this time, the demon's head and body, which could regenerate no matter how they were chopped, turned into ashes in the flames.
"Ah, this—" Qingxi exclaimed in surprise.
The two adults present thought that the little girl was shocked by the way the ghost disappeared, so they didn't ask her any more questions.
"The blade of the Nichirin Sword is made of red sand iron and red ore that have absorbed sunlight. Ghosts are afraid of sunlight, and that's why the Nichirin Sword can kill ghosts." Ueno Arata briefly explained the origin of the Nichirin Sword to her, and finally he gave her a look that showed she was used to it.
Qingxi nodded with a confused look on her face, but the truth was that she had just seen the soul when her dialysis eyes were open.
The soul of the demon that was beheaded by Mr. Watanabe is not the state of a demon in his previous life, but the state of his human self...
These are actually not important. What is important is what is the situation with her dialysis eye?
She had used it many times in the Gourmet World before, but she had never seen any souls with it. When she was first sent to this world by Atong, her Dialysis Eyes couldn't see those souls either... So, did it mutate recently?
No, don't be like this. You mutated secretly without saying anything and caught me off guard. Also, is this evolution or degeneration?
Well, I'm a little panicked.
Qingxi was feeling extremely anxious, but she had to appear normal on the surface, which made her feel uncomfortable.
She wanted to find A Tong to ask what was going on, but she didn't know when her unreliable A Tong would come back.
Once this anxiety came, she kept it in her heart for more than two months, skipping the Lesser Cold, Greater Cold, Beginning of Spring and Rain Water and directly arriving at the Waking of Insects.
She may think that she has concealed the change well, but the careful Koharu Aya and Ueno Arata, who has been with her for a long time, still noticed her difference.
So after the New Year, Qingxi, who had grown one year older and became a 7-year-old child (bushi), was solemnly handed over by Ueno Arata, the head of the clinic, to Rengoku Kyojuro, who was already waiting at the door of the clinic.
Ueno Arata patted the boy's shoulder and said, "Kyojuro, I'll leave my little Aki in your care today."
As he spoke, he turned his hand that was still patting the boy's shoulder and patted Qingxi on the head, not too hard or too lightly. "You are so young and don't learn well. Why are you trying to act like an adult and pretend to be so profound?"
Seeing the girl screaming and holding her head in shock, Ueno Shin put his hands on his hips and said, "Why are you so surprised? Do you think you're pretending well and no one can see it?
You are so beautiful, I tell you, everyone in the clinic can see it.
It's just that you didn't seem to want to talk about it, so no one asked."
He pushed the silly girl and moved her to the boy's side. "If you don't want to talk, we won't ask. If you're in a bad mood, just go out and have some fun... But, I'm only at my limit for today. If you're still like that when you come back, I'll have to come myself."
After saying that, Ueno Shin waved to the two of them and turned back to the clinic without waiting for them to leave.
"Hmm, Aki, have you encountered any difficulties?" Rengoku Kyojuro asked while holding the hand of the absent-minded black-haired girl and walking slowly on the street.
"It's okay." Qingxi responded without much sincerity, and her perfunctory attitude was too obvious.
After a pause, she tugged back at the hand the other person was holding. "Kyojuro, what I'm saying is, if your eyes originally had the ability to see through the muscles, bones, and internal organs of the body, but one day they could not only see the things I mentioned before, but also see ghosts. I don't mean man-eating ghosts, but the souls of the dead. Would you be worried?"
Rengoku Kyojuro, who understood Qingxi's words but didn't grasp her intended meaning, scratched his head. However, he still responded to her question, "Why should we worry? Since we can see through the internal structure of the human body, it should be normal to be able to see ghosts."
"But the essence of this is different." Qingxi blurted out.
"What's the difference?" asked Rengoku Kyojuro.
Essentially, according to what Atong said at the time, her Dialysis Eye should be considered a product of technology. Can a product of technology see ghosts?
She didn't know about other people, but she had never heard of any technological product that could help people see ghosts.
However, how should she explain to the other party that one is essentially scientific and the other is essentially metaphysics? She didn't know either.
Seeing that the girl's smooth face was about to be wrinkled into a bun, Rengoku Kyojuro shook the hand he was holding her, trying to divert her attention from the problem that seemed to have troubled her for a long time.
"Hmm, if you can't figure it out, then don't think about it. Or," he paused, "Do you think seeing a ghost is a good thing or a bad thing for you? If it's good, then there's no problem leaving it as it is. If you think it's a bad thing, then find a way to deal with it."
Qingxi continued to think along the lines of what Rengoku Kyojuro said.
Good or bad, to be honest she doesn't know.
But for now, there doesn't seem to be anything wrong with her eyes suddenly being able to see ghosts.
How about...just leaving it alone for now?
Qingxi thought silently in his heart.
However, Atong was not around at the moment, and she had no one to consult. It seemed that as long as her eyes didn't undergo any strange changes in the future, she would just have to leave it alone for now.
There is a saying that goes, the end of science is metaphysics.
Maybe you have encountered such a thing.
Qingxi thought silently in his heart.
After making this decision, Qingxi let out a long breath, as if she wanted to let out all the frustration that had been pent up in her heart for more than two months.
Although her problem is still not solved, but...
"Thank you, Kyojuro." She said to the boy with flaming hair beside her.
"Well, it's okay, Aki, as long as you can figure it out." Rengoku Kyojuro said.
When the two of them finished the topic, they happened to pass by a shop selling roasted sweet potatoes, and Rengoku Kyojuro decisively took out the money and bought five.
Qingxi did not eat the sweet potato that was handed to her, but used it to warm her hands. The boy walking beside her ate the sweet potato in his arms in a few bites in just a short while, until only one was left.
"Kyojuro, you seem to really like sweet potatoes." Qingxi couldn't help but sigh.
And his appetite, in the world of food, it is very surprising for an ordinary person to eat more than ten kilograms of rice in one meal.
Of course, for a chef, it is a very happy thing to have such a respectful diner eating in his restaurant.
"Because sweet potatoes are very delicious." Rengoku Kyojuro spoke the most simple words in the most natural tone.
Qingxi tilted his head: "How does it compare to meat?"
The boy with flame-colored hair hesitated for a moment, but then he said decisively, "Meat is delicious too. However, in my opinion, all food has its own unique flavor. There's no such thing as a good or bad food."
Qingxi originally wanted to tease the boy in front of her who looked serious no matter what he said or did, but after listening to what he said, she felt that he was right.
After all, there are vegetarians, carnivores, and people with pica whose tastes are different from those of ordinary people in this world.
Do they not eat some foods because they are not tasty? No, they just like some foods more than others, and it is precisely because of this preference that they give up other foods that are only average to them.
Thinking of this, Qingxi felt that if Rengoku Kyojuro was not in a demon-killing anime but in a food anime, based on his attitude towards food, he would also be a person favored by food.
However, unfortunately, this is a ghost-killing show.
"But speaking of sweet potatoes, I've been wanting to ask this for a while now," Rengoku Kyojuro asked after finishing the last sweet potato in his hand. "Where did you buy the sweet potatoes you gave us before? They were all delicious and had other flavors in them, like chestnut, peach, apple. Some even tasted like rice cakes."
"You mean that?" Qingxi pretended not to notice the boy's wide eyes looking at her, looking down at the roasted sweet potato in her hand. "I just bought it on the street. Kyojuro asked me which store it was, but I can't quite remember."
The girl didn't seem to want to talk about this matter too obviously, so Rengoku Kyojuro, as a child who would be praised as considerate by his mother, naturally stopped asking.
"How is Mrs. Ruhu's health recently? Has it improved?" Seeing that the roasted sweet potato in her hand would burst if she squeezed it any further, Qingxi, who didn't feel hungry herself, found a topic to talk about and handed it to Rengoku Kyojuro. When the other party asked her with his eyes, "Don't you want to eat?" she replied with a look that said, "I'm not hungry."
After taking the sweet potato handed over by Qingxi, Rengoku Kyojuro became slower this time, whether he was peeling the last layer of skin of the roasted sweet potato or eating it.
He said, “Well, as for mother, her health seemed to be improving for a while, but then it seemed like things went back to normal.
It seems that the time when my mother seemed to be in good health was when she drank the honey you brought her, Axi."
Rengoku Kyojuro didn't quite understand what Dr. Ueno had said before about eating more nutritious foods.
In his opinion, as long as the stomach is full, the food is nutritious. However, he also asked the neighbors nearby, but they all had different opinions. So after summarizing, he could only bring some food back for his mother according to his own feelings.
But after eating it, my mother's body still gradually became weak, and I didn't know what to do.
"So, is it because honey is more nutritious?" he asked.
I've even started thinking about going to the nearby shops after I get back and asking them if they have any honey for sale.
However, wild honey is not easy to get, and he is worried that no one will sell the honey.
Seeing the boy's distress, Qingxi patted his shoulder. Well, she actually wanted to pinch his face. Kyojuro didn't look fat. In fact, if he stood next to a boy his age, he would definitely look sturdy. But she didn't know whether it was because he liked to eat or if it was natural, but his face looked rounder than a child's, making people think it was easy to pinch.
But then again, Chijuro's face is also round.
However--
She was not tall enough, and her outstretched hand could only reach his chin and couldn't pinch his face, so she didn't bother herself and patted his shoulder instead.
She said, "If it's just honey, don't look for it. I have it here. Come back with me later and I'll bring it to you."
Suddenly, she thought of something and changed the subject, "No, let's go back now. I feel much better now, and I don't have anything I want to buy."
Seeing that Qingxi really had no intention of continuing shopping, Rengoku Kyojuro returned the same way. However, when they passed a stall selling pottery jars, Qingxi still spent a few coins to buy two half-pound pottery jars.
There was no way, she no longer had a clay jar for honey.
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