Don't suffer the fate of Lao Tzu's family! [Master Ghost Extermination]

I was dug out of the ground.

To be precise, the person who buried me buried me halfway—when there was still a head submerged in the soil, he found that I was still alive, and dug me out of the soil again.

I am still alive.

I don't know how the guy in Qianshoubeijian disposed of my body, did he take it back and have it dissected?Or set it on fire?

But I didn't expect to be buried, oh, the treatment is not bad.

It's also possible that I wasn't buried in the Thousand Hands. Whether that guy can survive is still unknown, after all, they are two people who have the Nine-Tails Chakra.

But he didn't survive because he was useless, I was stabbed by him, if he didn't survive, he should go underground and confess to his father and elder brother Tu Xiazuo.

I heard that the members of the Qianshou family like to be educated with sticks. Well, it would be better if Qianshou Buddha beat his hapless son until he didn't even recognize his mother.

After I crawled out of the pit, I realized something was wrong. My hands were small, not those of a rich girl, and there was a thin layer of calluses on the palms.

I used to have a thicker layer of calluses than this, especially because I often hold knives, the calluses on the tiger's mouth are thicker and rougher than other places, and the calluses on the tiger's mouth in these hands are not very thick.

These are a pair of clean, cute little girl's hands that have never killed anyone with a knife.

I have killed people before, my hands have been stained red with blood, the palms eroded by the years are rough and ugly, but these hands are so clean and tender, this is not me, I have such hands in my memory, but since five Since the age of [-], those hands have receded from my life.

"Ge, how are you?"

I stared blankly at this pair of hands that were too clean, but the owner of the other pair of hands rushed over and grabbed my hand with his.

I subconsciously shook off those hands.

do not touch me.

I am still alive, but I live by occupying other people's skins.

Like hermit crabs on the beach.

Is this my "sin" too?

Are you dead already, little girl?

It took me a long time to calm down.

If I could, I should be taught by my sister-in-law Eri holding my ear by the Sanzu River, hit by Madara and Izuna in turn, and chased by Big Brother Tajima to escape by the Sanzu River.

But I am still alive, occupying the little girl's body, wearing a beautiful skin and an ugly soul to live on.

Really bad.

The sun is setting on the western mountain, and the dim sunlight makes people drowsy. There are a few small crooked trees growing beside the earthen grave. The emerald green branches and leaves are dyed a dim yellow color by the evening sunlight, and they rustle in the wind. .

I got up from the ground, looked around, and there were three soil bags—the graves of three people.

Judging from the clothes and faces of the people who buried me, these people's life is not rich, and it can even be regarded as a difficult life.

And the little girl's own family can't be said to have no worries about food and clothing, and nine out of ten are still hungry.

Very much like the farmers I've seen who are starved of food because of bad harvests.

"Ge, how are you?"

The voice from just now came again. It was a child, who looked less than ten years old, wearing coarse cloth clothes with patches, and his skin was a healthy wheat color.

"I'm fine." I said.

I was helped back home by the boy and his father, this body was really weak, even she called "Song".

I am Yuge Uchiha, now and in the future, I will be called Uge.

"Yuge, you have to live."

Many people used to say this to me, but I really can't live without losing my love. The inner soul was wiped out bit by bit. The moment Madara died, I seemed to be left with only a walking corpse.

I once frantically washed my hands, but I couldn't clean the blood on them. I frantically wanted my two nephews to live, but they both lost their lives.

"Yuge, you have to live."

Is it really meaningful for me to live alone?

"Ge, you have to live."

After many years, that sentence really appeared in another population.

The boy's father knelt down and looked me in the eyes.

This is a very strong man, his skin is dark because of working in the fields all the year round, his big hand holds my small hand, it is warm and thick.

After I opened my eyes, except for Madara and Quanna, no one dared to look directly into my eyes, and I couldn't look directly into Uchiha's eyes. This is common sense in the whole ninja world.

But it's different now, those sad eyes have left me, and others can see my eyes whatever they want.

"You have to live," he said again.

There were waves of summer insects calling in my ears, the moon poked out from the mountains, and the moonlight falling on the ground was like water. The night wind blew my hair, and it was a little itchy on my face.

Can I really survive?

I have accomplished nothing, do I still have the qualifications to live?

Quanna, Madara.

Mrs. Eri, brother Tajima.

mom.

"Why live?" I asked.

The man froze for a moment and didn't speak.

There were no words, and his son also fell silent.

I feel like I'm a little pushy.

Decades ago I asked my mother if I lived to kill more people, in return for my mother's crying and tears, now I am asking a stranger why he wants to live.

I'm always doing stupid things that don't make sense.

How did he answer me?

After all, I am the one who has no desire to live, so why should I ask others to give me a reason to live?

It's none of his business at all.

"Because Ge is not happy yet." He said, "Everyone lives for happiness. Ge's parents and elder brother all want Ge to be happy."

Are you happy?Can I really be happy?

I doubt it.

This sentence is too illusory.

Are the parents and elder brother of "Song" buried in the loess happy?

Are Quanna and Madara, who have returned to the underworld, happy?

If I can, I really hope that everyone can be happy, and I can be happy too.

How can you conclude that I will be happy?

Why should I be happy?

"Well, I'll live," I said.

I never promised anyone that I would live, but today I did.

I will find my own happiness, and I will work hard to live.

The expression on the man's face gradually relaxed, and he stretched out his broad and big hands to touch my head. The weight on my head made me feel a little at ease.

Once upon a time, Brother Tajima reached out and touched my head like this in the courtyard of his home. Although he had a serious face, I thought he was very happy.

Sister-in-law Eri would hug Quanna on one side, with a smile on her face, her eyes crooked like two crescent moons.

Madara, who shares my father's broad palm with me, always has a stubborn face, and refuses to give me a good face.

Maybe, there is nothing wrong with my choice.

If this is really the case, then I want to try, try to see if I can live, and if I live, can I get the happiness I want.

From today onwards, I am "Song", I will find the happiness of "Song", find the meaning of living, I will live well, and wait until the day when the oil is exhausted and the lamp dries up and becomes a gray-haired old woman, then go with me Meet my loved ones.

The moon rose higher again, and the silver-white moonlight was screened by the leaves on the side of the path, and scattered on the path sparsely.

A small mountain village not far away lit up with one or two flames, like a guiding light.

The path twists and turns forward, and an adult walks forward slowly with two children.

We don't have to worry about getting lost because there is still a fire in the village.