At night, the uncle and nephew sat together and ate a simple dinner. Although it was just some simple food, the topic of conversation was very interesting.
"You met them today?" Hannes asked.
Wan Ge shook her head gently and explained,""I heard it from someone else. I was just curious. Uncle Hannes, do you know them?”
Wan Ge was naturally asking about San Li. During the day, she had accidentally remembered that San Li's mother was Japanese, which was a clue that Wan Ge was looking for, so she asked Hannes about it.
"Well, I know about this, but I don't know him!”Hannes thought for a moment and said.
"Then do you know where they live?"
The main point was that when Hannes heard Wan Ge's question, he gave Wan Ge a strange look. A few seconds later, the smile on his face suddenly widened.
"Of course I know!" Hannes replied with a serious expression. Just now, he suddenly realized that the child had grown up and reached the age of youth. This problem was very tricky.
"And then?" Wan Ge rolled her eyes when she saw that Hannes suddenly stopped talking. She knew that he was trying to bait her, but Wan Ge didn't care.
"Wange, Uncle Hannes is going to tell you a serious problem today. You shouldn't let your imagination run wild at your age!”Hannes said solemnly.
"Sigh ~~!" Wan Ge sighed in distress. She was really anxious about Hannes 'crazy reaction.
"Uncle Hannes, you're the one who's letting your imagination run wild. I'm just curious. Can't I ask?”Wan Ge said innocently.
"Hmph, no matter what, you have to be careful. I don't want people to come to me and say that you've done something bad!”Hannes felt that he had never been so serious before.
"Alright, I'll be careful. Can you tell me now?”
"Good attitude, I'll tell you this time!”
After enduring Hannes 'nagging, Wan Ge finally got the information she wanted. However, it was too late today, so Wan Ge didn't plan to look for San Li immediately. After finishing the stab in the open space, it was time to sleep.
The next day, in the slaughterhouse, it was finally time for Wan Ge to learn how to kill pigs.
A wooden bucket for collecting blood, a sharp knife, a shaving iron plate, a hook, a machete, and so on were all tools that needed to be used. Moreover, they needed four or five young and strong men.
Wan Ge had personally seen Fan Dier stab the sharp knife into the pig's neck, and he had stabbed it all the way to the end. He had even twisted the knife a few times. The spray of blood made the atmosphere in the shed especially heavy, and it made one feel nauseous.
Throughout the entire process, the pig was held down tightly. It didn't feel as relaxed as when they killed the sheep. When the pig's tail drooped down, the few of them heaved a sigh of relief.
"How is it? Do you feel disgusted?" Fandier put down the knife in his hand and asked.
Wan Ge turned her head and took two deep breaths of fresh air to calm down her gastric juices. Then, she said,""En, this smell is too strong!"
"Haha, I didn't expect Wan Ge to have a time when she couldn't stand up!”Moore laughed gloatingly. He definitely wouldn't let go of this opportunity to attack Wan Ge.
Wan Ge was much more mature than children her age. Other than her height, Moore had always thought of Wan Ge as an adult, their teammate, and someone who could compose some weird music.
But all of this was good. But because of one time when Wange labeled Moore as a henpecked husband, Moore became famous in the slaughterhouse. Even when he walked on the streets, people would say,""Look, henpecked Moore is here!"
In order to regain his dignity as a man, Moore wouldn't let go of the opportunity to attack Wan Ge. He automatically labeled Wan Ge as a " little kid but big kid ".
"Don't force yourself. Go and drink some water first. You've already done very well. Moore was puking so much that his snot came out at the beginning!”Fandier said with concern, and he also taught Moore, who had teased his disciple, a lesson.
"Is that so? So Moore isn't just a henpecked husband, he's also a slut!”
After all, it was the soul of an adult. Furthermore, Wan Ge had been absorbing souls to strengthen herself. After a period of time, the feeling of disgust had subsided. However, Wan Ge was dissatisfied with Moore's actions of beating a dog when it was down, so she gave him another title.
"Snotlout!"
"Haha, slugs!"
"Snotlout Moore ~ What a good name!”
Everyone in the tent burst into laughter. Even Fandier's cheeks twitched, unable to bear it.
The sins of the heavens could be forgiven, but the sins of one's own sins could not be forgiven. Moore often used his obedient daughter to frighten them. When would they not laugh now?
"Hey, what are you laughing at? Tell me!”The laughter in the tent attracted the attention of the other teams. They all knew that the team under Fandier's management often had funny content. Ever since they heard it once, they had become addicted to it. As soon as they heard the commotion, they came over.
"It's Sieg! Just now, Moore had a new nickname, Snot. You know how he was when he first learned how to kill pigs!”
"Snotlout! Haha, Snot, what a good name. I have to go back, brother!”Holding back the laughter that was about to erupt, Sieg waved her hand and threw it away.
" Haha!" A loud laugh came from afar, and Moore's face instantly darkened.
Perhaps thinking of his tragic life, Moore shouted angrily,""Oh, you guys, I hate you!”In order to vent his anger, Moore kept pulling at the pig's fur. The pig in front of him was no longer a pig, but a substitute for Wange.
Time flew by amidst the laughter of the slaughterhouse. In the blink of an eye, a few months had passed, and Wan Ge had turned twelve. For a few months, Wan Ge had been helping out. Other than the occasional mission of a few sheep, Wan Ge had really gained nothing. However, all of this would change tomorrow.
On the 25th of March, Year 843, Fandier finally made an exception and allowed Wan Ge to make a move. On one hand, he couldn't withstand Wan Ge's strong request. On the other hand, Wan Ge's head grew very quickly and his strength was extraordinary. He was no different from an ordinary youth.
"Let's begin. I believe that you've completely grasped it. Don't let Moore have a chance to turn things around!”
"Don't worry, Uncle Fandier!"
Picking up the sharp knife, Wan Ge cut the pig's neck without a word. Blood instantly spurted out. Then, Wan Ge moved her wrist, and the sharp knife made another 360-degree rotation.
"Drip, drip, drip!" Fresh blood flowed down the pig's neck into the wooden barrel. Wan Ge also saw the white fog that she hadn't seen for many months. It was about half the thickness of a fist, and its density was similar to a sheep's. The white mist seeped into Wan Ge's body right under her nose.
"Cough cough!"
An intense pain began to spread. Her blood was burning and being refined, and her bones were being knocked. Not only that, Wan Ge also felt her head being pricked by needles, and her skin instantly turned red.
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