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

Everyone here is carrying a different past, and most of these pasts have a lot to do with ghosts.

This is the conclusion I came up with after beating the future "pillars" of the Ghost Slayer Squad for a month.

For example, Yan Shoulang, the ancestors of the Purgatory family were people who had been hurt by ghosts. The owls of this family have joined the ghost killing team for generations with this unquenchable enthusiasm.For example, Butterfly. Butterfly's father died at the mouth of a ghost, and her mother sold the wagashi house for her dead father and entered the Butterfly House of the Ghost Slayer Squad. Butterfly inherited her mother's last wish and fought the ghost to the end.

The ghosts who have been creating tragedies continuously for hundreds of years, while creating tragedies, they also created the sharp blade that ruined themselves.

While tragedy creates sorrow, it also creates hatred, and these hatreds create sharp knives that cut throats.No matter how bumpy the road ahead is, they will step on the rough road and move forward with their swords.

I'm very curious about what kind of ghost the ancestor of the ghost is, but I'm sure that the other party has never suffered a severe beating from the society for his unscrupulous tragedy.

It is not easy for others to learn Yuanyi's breathing method. I have stayed up for several days and nights in this month without sleeping. The frequency of his breathing, the speed of his heartbeat, etc., he found that this kind of breathing is somewhat similar to the rapid breathing when people are frightened.

In the first month of teaching breathing method, I drove six unlucky people to a cliff in the back mountain. Next to the cliff is a sloping water flow, and the river below is a river converging with waterfalls, which is somewhat similar to Nanhechuan.

You can't die if you fall...probably.

After briefly explaining the principle of breathing method, I kicked Yan Shoulang off the cliff. Amid the horrific wailing of the other party, I told them blankly: "Remember this feeling, the blood circulation speeds up, the heartbeat speeds up. a feeling of."

Then I told them that it doesn’t matter if you don’t remember, just jump a few more times, there is a water flow underneath, and Yuanyi and the support staff of Butterfly House are waiting below, so don’t worry about jumping to death.

Ignoring the "fuck you're kidding me" expressions on the faces of the remaining few people, I grabbed their collars and threw them down one by one, and then there were bursts of elongated wailing and "plop" sounds of falling into the water.

The sound of wailing and the "plop" sound of falling water resounded through the back mountain of Ubuyashiki's house that day. It was not until the sun gradually set in the west, the birds returned to their nests, and the clouds in the sky were burned as red as flames by the sun's rays. Interested.

The last glaring glow of the sky sank into the horizon. Yuanyi and I, as well as the support staff of Butterfly House, fished up the six guys one by one from the water, and carried the future "pillars" of the Ghost Slayer Squad back to Butterfly. Room.

So from the first month when I started training the "pillars" of the ghost killing team, there was a legend in the ghost killing team that "the special training camp was suspected to be Mr. Yuanyi's wife's devil teaching" and later "special training camp It is very terrifying, and it is suspected to be the devil's teaching of Master Ri Zhu's wife."

I don't know why such gossip spreads, but I know that peace makes people gossip, and people have time to think wildly when they are free.

I think the members of the Ghost Killing Squad are too idle, otherwise how would they have time to spread gossip?

The six members of the ghost killing team who were learning the breathing method for the first time were tortured by me for more than four months. During the four months, Yuanyi often went out to kill ghosts, and summed up a set of them in the training of eating, sleeping and killing ghosts. Breathing combined with swordsmanship.

Yuanyi tried to give his breathing to others, but none of them could learn his breathing method. What we are teaching now is to give them the basics of breathing method, and they also use Yuanyi's breathing method as the basis , to develop a breathing method that suits you.

When killing ghosts, the knife will unconsciously become a Hedao, as if it has been dyed the color of flames. The tip of the knife overflows with blazing flames. When cutting off the ghost's head, it will also burn everything on the ghost.

The flames overflowing from the blade are like the flames of the sun, hence the name "breath of the sun".

The breathing technique of the sun is somewhat similar to the sword technique of my lineage, but it is not. The breathing method and chakra are completely different things.

No one can use the same breathing method as Yuanyi, and no one can use the same knife technique as me.

The kitty sat in the corridor under the eaves, hugged the little three-colored cat, stared blankly at the wisteria trellis in the courtyard for a long time, and kept leaning against the pillar until the sun went down.

I know Yuanyi is a bit disappointed.

When the six guys were learning the breathing method, Yuan Yi had a vague feeling that he was approaching others. He had been looking forward to it for a long time, but found that when he found out that his own uniqueness was beyond the reach of others, he would always feel a little bit lost.

For him, his specialness is not the world's isolation from him.

"Yuanyi." I held the Sun Wheel Knife, "Do you want to see it?"

"The knife skills my father taught me."

Yuan, who was sitting under the eaves with the little three-colored cat in his arms, was taken aback for a while before he realized it.

His eyes lit up instantly, like twinkling stars.

"Okay, I want to see it."

This is the first time I have shown him my own past openly.

The saber technique that "Yu Ge" inherited from his father was once again danced by "Ge" holding the sun wheel saber.

The moment the sun wheel knife was pulled out, the flames on the knife body rose, and the flames gushing out from the tip wrapped around the blade body. The terrifying high temperature caused the surrounding air to expand, and the blade body was burned red. As the temperature changes, the speed of the flow speeds up, wisteria flowers wrapped in burning embers spin and dance, the wrists are constantly turned, the body changes with the change of moves, and the flames around the body also change shape.

The blade slashed with flames, leaving a beautiful arc of fire, the wrist was flipped, and the blade swung a half-moon arc from top to bottom.

The first time I saw this whole set of knife skills was when I held the knife and drew it against that person.

I obviously didn't want to, but the man held a knife, pressed it against my neck and said:

"Pick up your knife. If you don't have a knife, you don't have the right to live."

So I picked up the knife. For half my life, I had nothing but a knife in my life. I just held the rusty knife and died alone.

I thought everything was over for me, but that was just another beginning.

"Rain song."

In my memory, there are many people calling my name, full of completely different emotions, longing, love, indifference, hatred, anger, countless emotions are intertwined like messy lines, but I am unexpectedly Unexpectedly calm, like a bystander, I have watched countless pictures passing by my eyes. The movements of my hands are like dancing, flowing, smooth and natural.

I originally thought that the sword technique that had not been used for so long would be unfamiliar, but when these things engraved in the soul were displayed again, it was as natural as eating and sleeping.

"Take your knife."

In the distant memory, that person is holding a knife, the tip of the knife is facing me, the voice is so indifferent, but it seems to be suppressing something.

In that memory, I was covered in wounds, lying on the ground in embarrassment, holding the handle of the knife tightly in my hand, gasping for breath, and my lungs were so painful that they almost burst.

"Hi."

In my memory, I climbed up from the ground covered with white sand, with my arms propped up.

"Ding--"

The sun wheel knife was inserted into the scabbard, and the knife was closed with a crisp sound.

I exhaled, the clothes on the back had been soaked with sweat for some time, and the soaked clothes were stuck tightly to the back, making me uncomfortable.

I smiled and looked at Yuanyi who had stood up at some point, and the other party looked at me without blinking.

"This is my past, Yuanyi."

I said softly, my voice was much calmer than I imagined.

"Ge's sword technique is similar to the breath of the sun, very beautiful." Yuan Yi said after thinking about it.

There is a little heat in the air, as if the temperature of the flame overflowing from the tip of the knife when I swung the knife just now still remains.

My heart was extremely relaxed, as if I breathed a sigh of relief.

Half a year later, the training plan for the special training camp was coming to an end. I was called by the lord to drink tea in the main house, and the lord's wife was also there.

The lord's wife looks a little younger than me, with the maturity and reserve of a married woman in her gestures and gestures, which is much more feminine than me, a guy who has never been feminine since he was born.

In the blink of an eye, it was autumn. After the hot summer passed, when the first ray of autumn wind blew, the grass under the trees had turned golden yellow, and the wisteria outside the house was still in full bloom, clustered with purple flowers. One, pouring down from the top of the tree.

The golden yellow fell all over the ground, and when you step on it, you can make a crisp clicking sound.

The princess's wife put the brewed tea on the tea mat and thoughtfully prepared various refreshments.

"Thank you very much." I sat on the cushion and put my hands neatly on my lap.

Uchiha's family education is very strict, it's one thing to be unfeminine, but another thing to be polite.

Excluding some special situations that require fists, in most cases, I am still a good citizen who abides by laws and regulations.

The princess's wife gave me a very gentle smile. I subconsciously thought of my mother who was still alive when I was young. She also liked to smile like this. The corners of her mouth were raised slightly, she was polite and dignified. Just like the temperature is not too high, clear and bright hot spring water.

"You are too polite." The princess smiled.

The lord's wife sat next to her husband, with a gentle smile on her face, and handed over the right to speak to her husband.

"Miss Song and Mr. Yuanyi have worked hard these days." The lord looks good, although his face is still pale as always, but it can be seen that he is in a good mood. "Thanks to Miss Ge and Mr. Yuanyi, ghost killer The strength of the swordsmen of the team has improved a lot.”

"You're too polite." I said, "I'm just teaching violently. It's all because of their own perseverance."

They all have the foundation, so it doesn't take too much effort to teach, as long as I get started and practice hard.

"I hope that from now on, the Ghost Killing Squad will have a better future." The protagonist smiled.

I never expected that this 15-year-old protagonist has a daughter.

When the little girl was carried by the maid, her big, round eyes looked at her father without blinking, and she yelled "Oh Dosang" to the lord in a soft voice.

"puff--"

The tea I just drank almost spewed out of my nostrils, and the tea was choked into my trachea, and I coughed uncomfortably.

Amidst a series of coughing sounds, the little girl clutched her father's sleeve, opened her big and bright eyes, and looked at me in bewilderment.

The lord's wife hurried to my side and patted my back lightly to comfort me.

"Are you all right? Is Miss Ge too tired recently?" The lady's gentle voice sounded in her ears, with sincere concern.

I waved my hands and said it was okay, turned my head to the side and coughed violently, out of the corner of my eye I saw the little girl clutching the sleeve of the lord, the 15-year-old lord who was already a father lovingly touched her daughter's soft hair, the light in his eyes was gentle It's like a warm winter sun.

My eyes twitched wildly.

I know you got married early, but I didn't expect your baby to be so big.

That little girl looks like she's over a year old, right?

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emmmmm, let's release Yan Shengjiang...