Don't suffer the fate of Lao Tzu's family! [Master Ghost Extermination]
Chapter 29 Influence
The two brothers have been influencing each other without knowing it.
Mrs. Jingzi, Xiaodouding, and the newborn baby were still left behind by Ji Guoyan Sheng.
I heard from Yuanyi that on the day Ji Guoyan Sheng came to the Ghost Killing Squad, he brought nothing but a few changes of clothes and a knife, as if he had really given up on things other than sword skills.
Leaving home alone and coming to the Ghost Killing Squad alone, I don't understand why he did this.
The priceless treasure in my eyes is not the same in Yan Sheng's eyes.
On the day when he left home, Xiao Douding stood at the door of the house, watching the back of his father who was about to leave, as if the longer he watched, the longer his father would stay.
Mrs. Jingzi was standing at the door of the house with her daughter in her arms. She didn't stop her husband, and didn't say much. She held her daughter with both hands, and gently patted the back of the sleeping baby in her arms with one hand.
Mrs. Jingzi's smile remained the same as before: "My lord, your martial luck is prosperous."
She smiled slightly.
Ji Guoyan Sheng didn't say anything, turned his back to his wife, his children, and his family, and walked into the Ghost Killing Squad step by step.
On the day when Yan Sheng came to visit the house, the wisteria trellis in the yard was still blooming beautifully. The golden sunlight spread on the purple flowers, and the soft petals glowed with a beautiful golden color, which was extra soft in spring.
As usual, Tangerine climbed up the tree and fiddled with the wisteria flowers for a while. When I picked it up, there were a lot of purple flowers on the hair of three colors, and the limbs moved around, struggling "Mimimi" .
In addition to the delicate petals, the hair of the orange is also stained with mud.
In late spring, when the climate is getting warmer, there is more rain, and the dry soil is very easy to stick to the hair of animals after the rainwater seeps into it.
Tangerine, who had been outside all day, came back covered in mud.
I choked on the back of Orange Fate's neck in disgust, and couldn't help but mutter: "They're both cats, Yuan Yi is so obedient, why are you so skinny?"
"Meow!" Tangerine waved his limbs and struggled in my hand, his three-color hair was dirty.
I frowned, took the orange and poured a basin of water to bathe the naughty cat.
Cats hate water very much, and oranges are no exception. When I saw the water, the orange in my hand began to struggle, waving its limbs, and a tail with light-colored hair shook very violently.
I narrowed my eyes slightly: "If you don't obey me, I'll throw you into the lake."
The coldness of winter still remains in the river in spring, and being thrown down like this is much more painful than taking a bath.
My little three-colored cat is a child who knows the current affairs and is a hero. He was wronged and wronged in my hand, and made a final struggle. After that, his limbs stopped struggling and compromised with me, but he would still be in the water basin from time to time. Li shook his head and threw the water all over me.
I didn't push myself too hard. The cat is willing to enter the water, which is already a great way to save face.
After taking a bath, Tangerine shook her whole body, and after shaking out water droplets all over the sky, she rushed out with a "swish".
I pouted, sure enough, not all cats are as cute as Yuanyi.
The water droplets on the kimono, which were thrown by the orange, smudged little by little dark marks on the clothes, and the whole dress was splashed with water when the orange shook its head and tail.
So I had to change clothes.
When I opened the paper door, I saw two people with very similar faces.One is my other well-behaved cat, Yuanyi came home.
The other person is the cat's brother who left home to join the ghost killing team a few days ago, Ji Guoyan Sheng.
The two brothers standing together look like twin brothers with a very harmonious relationship.
"Ge, I'm back." Yuan Yi pushed away the fence in the courtyard, "I brought my elder brother back as a guest."
I thought to myself, of course I saw a big brother like you.
"Welcome back," I said, "I'm going to prepare refreshments for the guests."
I habitually brewed wisteria flower tea for entertaining guests, and took out the cherry cakes I made on a whim in the morning. When I went out a few days ago, I saw cherry blossom trees all over the mountains. The pink flowers clustered one by one, forming a whole mountain They were all like crimson clouds, so I made cherry cakes on a whim when I got home.
Emerald green sakura leaves wrapped in pink sakura mochi, placed on a tray, paired with freshly brewed wisteria tea, I think this is very good.
Just in time for Yan Sheng to come to our house as a guest.
The two brothers sat on the ground.
I put the tray of wisteria tea and sakura mochi on the veranda floor between the two of us.
Mingming and Yuanyi are brothers, but their behaviors are completely different. Yan Sheng, who was raised as an heir since he was a child, seems to be measured by a ruler in every move, whether it is sitting posture or talking, they are all well-behaved.
Except when picking up the teacup, I couldn't help but open a crack of my eyes and sneak a glance at Yuanyi. The latter didn't realize that his brother was watching him secretly, drinking tea with his usual expression.
I sighed helplessly, it's not good to be too simple, Yuan Yi.
"Are you still used to it?" I asked.
Yan Sheng knew that I was asking him: "It's okay."
Yan Sheng pursed his lips, and stopped talking.
"What's the matter, you can ask." I said.
"You and Yuanyi, I've never seen the sword skills you used when slaying ghosts." Yan Sheng pondered for a moment before speaking slowly.
"Yuanyi uses his own breathing method, which is much more powerful than ordinary sword skills when combined with kendo." I said.
As soon as the words fell, Yan Sheng couldn't bear it anymore, and turned to look at his younger brother, the emotions in his eyes were almost like a flood.
"I created it myself...?" Yan Sheng murmured, "As expected of you, Yuanyi."
Yuanyi was a little happy to hear his brother's praise, but he couldn't stand his saw-mouthed gourd and the lack of a string in his head, so he just held a teacup and responded to his brother indifferently: "It's nothing, my lord brother is flattering you."
I:"……"
Why do I feel...you are judging people by their nostrils, Yuanyi?You will be beaten up if you go out like this!
Well, no one can beat you.
Both of you brothers are poisonous!
Although I knew that Yuanyi didn't mean that, but he didn't know that his current tone coupled with his indifferent face was simply more provocative than Uchiha's.
I was not surprised to see Yan Sheng's dimmed eyes, like the sky covered with a thin layer of dark clouds in winter.
I think, I probably know the reason for Yan Sheng's sense of disobedience when he and Yuan Yi get along.
Such an excellent younger brother is next to the elder brother who thinks he is mediocre. The elder brother can only see the light of the younger brother and relegate himself to a corner.
Inferiority, following the country Yan Sheng, he is inferiority.
The petals of wisteria flowers are curled in the sound of hula-la-la, the fragrance of wisteria flowers, and among the verdant purple flowers, small and exquisite birds are jumping among them, chirping and chirping from time to time.
The wisteria flowers on the top of the head screened the golden sun, mottled down, and sprinkled the people sitting under the wisteria trellis all over.
"Breathing method...?" Yan Sheng spit out these words lightly, and the syllables that came out of his mouth were crushed and scattered in the wind.
Yuanyi put down the teacup: "Brother...do you want to learn breathing method?"
Yan Sheng was stunned for a moment, then nodded, his eyes were a little hot: "When can we start?"
Yuan turned his head, and blinked at me under Yan Sheng's puzzled eyes: "Song."
I knew he was begging me, put his hands on his waist, helplessly: "Hey, hey."
If I didn't remember that I had never met a person named "Jiguo Yuanyi" in my previous life, I would have thought that I hadn't paid back the money I owed him in my previous life.
Moreover, the lord also mentioned this matter to me.
A few years ago, there were only seven swordsmen who knew how to use breathing techniques, including Yuanyi. Except for Yuanyi's daily breath, the rest of the derived breaths were spread by those who had learned breathing techniques.
As the first person who taught the breathing method, Yuanyi and I’s opinions on cultivating people who use the breathing method are indispensable. Now, all the people who use the breathing method are trained for reference when I first learned the breathing method. violence teaching experience.
Until now, no one has surpassed my brute force teaching method in terms of efficiency.
Yan Sheng wants to learn breathing method, so the most efficient teacher is in front of him.
Although I don't know how to breathe, I know how to quickly promote the formation of breathing.Breathing, muscles, blood, etc., these are invisible in Yuanyi's eyes, as if they are transparent, Yuanyi's guidance from the side, combined with my violent teaching, there is no reason why the efficiency is not high.
After hearing Yuanyi's words, Yan Sheng turned his head to look at me with a suspicious look in his eyes.
I:"……"#
Very well, lad, you managed to get my attention.
"Come and find me at the dojo in the afternoon." I only left him with this sentence.
I'm not a person who likes to explain too much about a certain thing. Compared with verbal proof, I prefer to prove it with my fist. If you don't accept it, I will beat you until you are convinced.
Victory by force is my consistent style.
So near the afternoon, I changed into the suit that was similar to the Uchiha uniform that I was used to wearing during the battle, and tied my hair with a red string.
Pushing open the paper door, I saw a person standing in the courtyard. The person was wearing a sun wheel knife on his waist, his reddish hair was tied neatly, and the red feathers were neatly draped over his body.
The wisteria in the courtyard bloomed very vigorously, and the purple flowers were extremely gorgeous, but the blazing red was also very conspicuous standing among them.
I raised my eyebrows and looked at the other party: "Are you afraid that I will eat your elder brother, Yuan Yi?"
Yuan blinked and looked at me, his face as usual: "Ge can't eat people, although the usual song doesn't mean to hurt Mr. Yan Shoulang and the others, but... the song beats people really fiercely."
"I'm worried that my brother won't be able to make it through."
I was speechless at his words, it is undeniable that I beat people really hard.The people who have trained me since I was a child are all violent teachers. After I experienced it, I was inevitably affected. I think it is more efficient to teach people directly. .
What's more, what I teach them is to fight with ghosts. The more they fight, the more experience they can accumulate, and the more experience they have, the more they can improve their survival rate and the probability of completing tasks while fighting ghosts to the death.
Angrily, I stretched out my hand and smacked his head: "I've beaten everyone, but I haven't beaten you!"
Yuan Yi silently felt the pain in his forehead, blinked and looked at me, then reached out his hand, like when he was a child, he habitually took my hand.
His hands are still the same as before, kept at 39 degrees all year round, no matter in spring, summer, autumn or winter, they are always warm like a stove, with slightly rough calluses on the palms, and the calluses on the tiger's mouth have become thicker because of holding a knife in recent years .
"Let's go, let's go to the dojo..." He said softly.
"Yeah." I let him hold my hand.
"Look for your elder brother." He added another sentence.
I:"……"
I ground my teeth, you eat the latter sentence into my stomach!
Inevitably, Yuan Yi got hit on the forehead again.
So in the dojo in the afternoon, I picked up the wooden knife in the dojo, and beat up Yuanyi mercilessly.
Holding the wooden knife in my hand, I looked at Ji Guoyan Sheng who was pulled into the dojo floor by me with only one head exposed. The latter looked at me with gritted teeth. If he could come out now, I'm sure he would rush up 100% Work hard with me.
Even if you try your best, you may not be able to beat me.
Holding the wooden knife, a strange... pleasure emerged in my heart?
I raised the hand holding the knife and looked carefully at the hand holding the wooden knife. I was a little puzzled. I obviously didn’t feel this way when I beat Yan Shoulang and Watanabe. What about the pleasure?
Then I saw Yuanyi who was walking over, stretching out his hand to pull his brother out of the ground.
I... my right hand holding the wooden knife was about to move again.
I:"……"
How to do?
Never mind, call it again.
The author has something to say:
Song: Why can't I control my own right hand?
Mrs. Jingzi, Xiaodouding, and the newborn baby were still left behind by Ji Guoyan Sheng.
I heard from Yuanyi that on the day Ji Guoyan Sheng came to the Ghost Killing Squad, he brought nothing but a few changes of clothes and a knife, as if he had really given up on things other than sword skills.
Leaving home alone and coming to the Ghost Killing Squad alone, I don't understand why he did this.
The priceless treasure in my eyes is not the same in Yan Sheng's eyes.
On the day when he left home, Xiao Douding stood at the door of the house, watching the back of his father who was about to leave, as if the longer he watched, the longer his father would stay.
Mrs. Jingzi was standing at the door of the house with her daughter in her arms. She didn't stop her husband, and didn't say much. She held her daughter with both hands, and gently patted the back of the sleeping baby in her arms with one hand.
Mrs. Jingzi's smile remained the same as before: "My lord, your martial luck is prosperous."
She smiled slightly.
Ji Guoyan Sheng didn't say anything, turned his back to his wife, his children, and his family, and walked into the Ghost Killing Squad step by step.
On the day when Yan Sheng came to visit the house, the wisteria trellis in the yard was still blooming beautifully. The golden sunlight spread on the purple flowers, and the soft petals glowed with a beautiful golden color, which was extra soft in spring.
As usual, Tangerine climbed up the tree and fiddled with the wisteria flowers for a while. When I picked it up, there were a lot of purple flowers on the hair of three colors, and the limbs moved around, struggling "Mimimi" .
In addition to the delicate petals, the hair of the orange is also stained with mud.
In late spring, when the climate is getting warmer, there is more rain, and the dry soil is very easy to stick to the hair of animals after the rainwater seeps into it.
Tangerine, who had been outside all day, came back covered in mud.
I choked on the back of Orange Fate's neck in disgust, and couldn't help but mutter: "They're both cats, Yuan Yi is so obedient, why are you so skinny?"
"Meow!" Tangerine waved his limbs and struggled in my hand, his three-color hair was dirty.
I frowned, took the orange and poured a basin of water to bathe the naughty cat.
Cats hate water very much, and oranges are no exception. When I saw the water, the orange in my hand began to struggle, waving its limbs, and a tail with light-colored hair shook very violently.
I narrowed my eyes slightly: "If you don't obey me, I'll throw you into the lake."
The coldness of winter still remains in the river in spring, and being thrown down like this is much more painful than taking a bath.
My little three-colored cat is a child who knows the current affairs and is a hero. He was wronged and wronged in my hand, and made a final struggle. After that, his limbs stopped struggling and compromised with me, but he would still be in the water basin from time to time. Li shook his head and threw the water all over me.
I didn't push myself too hard. The cat is willing to enter the water, which is already a great way to save face.
After taking a bath, Tangerine shook her whole body, and after shaking out water droplets all over the sky, she rushed out with a "swish".
I pouted, sure enough, not all cats are as cute as Yuanyi.
The water droplets on the kimono, which were thrown by the orange, smudged little by little dark marks on the clothes, and the whole dress was splashed with water when the orange shook its head and tail.
So I had to change clothes.
When I opened the paper door, I saw two people with very similar faces.One is my other well-behaved cat, Yuanyi came home.
The other person is the cat's brother who left home to join the ghost killing team a few days ago, Ji Guoyan Sheng.
The two brothers standing together look like twin brothers with a very harmonious relationship.
"Ge, I'm back." Yuan Yi pushed away the fence in the courtyard, "I brought my elder brother back as a guest."
I thought to myself, of course I saw a big brother like you.
"Welcome back," I said, "I'm going to prepare refreshments for the guests."
I habitually brewed wisteria flower tea for entertaining guests, and took out the cherry cakes I made on a whim in the morning. When I went out a few days ago, I saw cherry blossom trees all over the mountains. The pink flowers clustered one by one, forming a whole mountain They were all like crimson clouds, so I made cherry cakes on a whim when I got home.
Emerald green sakura leaves wrapped in pink sakura mochi, placed on a tray, paired with freshly brewed wisteria tea, I think this is very good.
Just in time for Yan Sheng to come to our house as a guest.
The two brothers sat on the ground.
I put the tray of wisteria tea and sakura mochi on the veranda floor between the two of us.
Mingming and Yuanyi are brothers, but their behaviors are completely different. Yan Sheng, who was raised as an heir since he was a child, seems to be measured by a ruler in every move, whether it is sitting posture or talking, they are all well-behaved.
Except when picking up the teacup, I couldn't help but open a crack of my eyes and sneak a glance at Yuanyi. The latter didn't realize that his brother was watching him secretly, drinking tea with his usual expression.
I sighed helplessly, it's not good to be too simple, Yuan Yi.
"Are you still used to it?" I asked.
Yan Sheng knew that I was asking him: "It's okay."
Yan Sheng pursed his lips, and stopped talking.
"What's the matter, you can ask." I said.
"You and Yuanyi, I've never seen the sword skills you used when slaying ghosts." Yan Sheng pondered for a moment before speaking slowly.
"Yuanyi uses his own breathing method, which is much more powerful than ordinary sword skills when combined with kendo." I said.
As soon as the words fell, Yan Sheng couldn't bear it anymore, and turned to look at his younger brother, the emotions in his eyes were almost like a flood.
"I created it myself...?" Yan Sheng murmured, "As expected of you, Yuanyi."
Yuanyi was a little happy to hear his brother's praise, but he couldn't stand his saw-mouthed gourd and the lack of a string in his head, so he just held a teacup and responded to his brother indifferently: "It's nothing, my lord brother is flattering you."
I:"……"
Why do I feel...you are judging people by their nostrils, Yuanyi?You will be beaten up if you go out like this!
Well, no one can beat you.
Both of you brothers are poisonous!
Although I knew that Yuanyi didn't mean that, but he didn't know that his current tone coupled with his indifferent face was simply more provocative than Uchiha's.
I was not surprised to see Yan Sheng's dimmed eyes, like the sky covered with a thin layer of dark clouds in winter.
I think, I probably know the reason for Yan Sheng's sense of disobedience when he and Yuan Yi get along.
Such an excellent younger brother is next to the elder brother who thinks he is mediocre. The elder brother can only see the light of the younger brother and relegate himself to a corner.
Inferiority, following the country Yan Sheng, he is inferiority.
The petals of wisteria flowers are curled in the sound of hula-la-la, the fragrance of wisteria flowers, and among the verdant purple flowers, small and exquisite birds are jumping among them, chirping and chirping from time to time.
The wisteria flowers on the top of the head screened the golden sun, mottled down, and sprinkled the people sitting under the wisteria trellis all over.
"Breathing method...?" Yan Sheng spit out these words lightly, and the syllables that came out of his mouth were crushed and scattered in the wind.
Yuanyi put down the teacup: "Brother...do you want to learn breathing method?"
Yan Sheng was stunned for a moment, then nodded, his eyes were a little hot: "When can we start?"
Yuan turned his head, and blinked at me under Yan Sheng's puzzled eyes: "Song."
I knew he was begging me, put his hands on his waist, helplessly: "Hey, hey."
If I didn't remember that I had never met a person named "Jiguo Yuanyi" in my previous life, I would have thought that I hadn't paid back the money I owed him in my previous life.
Moreover, the lord also mentioned this matter to me.
A few years ago, there were only seven swordsmen who knew how to use breathing techniques, including Yuanyi. Except for Yuanyi's daily breath, the rest of the derived breaths were spread by those who had learned breathing techniques.
As the first person who taught the breathing method, Yuanyi and I’s opinions on cultivating people who use the breathing method are indispensable. Now, all the people who use the breathing method are trained for reference when I first learned the breathing method. violence teaching experience.
Until now, no one has surpassed my brute force teaching method in terms of efficiency.
Yan Sheng wants to learn breathing method, so the most efficient teacher is in front of him.
Although I don't know how to breathe, I know how to quickly promote the formation of breathing.Breathing, muscles, blood, etc., these are invisible in Yuanyi's eyes, as if they are transparent, Yuanyi's guidance from the side, combined with my violent teaching, there is no reason why the efficiency is not high.
After hearing Yuanyi's words, Yan Sheng turned his head to look at me with a suspicious look in his eyes.
I:"……"#
Very well, lad, you managed to get my attention.
"Come and find me at the dojo in the afternoon." I only left him with this sentence.
I'm not a person who likes to explain too much about a certain thing. Compared with verbal proof, I prefer to prove it with my fist. If you don't accept it, I will beat you until you are convinced.
Victory by force is my consistent style.
So near the afternoon, I changed into the suit that was similar to the Uchiha uniform that I was used to wearing during the battle, and tied my hair with a red string.
Pushing open the paper door, I saw a person standing in the courtyard. The person was wearing a sun wheel knife on his waist, his reddish hair was tied neatly, and the red feathers were neatly draped over his body.
The wisteria in the courtyard bloomed very vigorously, and the purple flowers were extremely gorgeous, but the blazing red was also very conspicuous standing among them.
I raised my eyebrows and looked at the other party: "Are you afraid that I will eat your elder brother, Yuan Yi?"
Yuan blinked and looked at me, his face as usual: "Ge can't eat people, although the usual song doesn't mean to hurt Mr. Yan Shoulang and the others, but... the song beats people really fiercely."
"I'm worried that my brother won't be able to make it through."
I was speechless at his words, it is undeniable that I beat people really hard.The people who have trained me since I was a child are all violent teachers. After I experienced it, I was inevitably affected. I think it is more efficient to teach people directly. .
What's more, what I teach them is to fight with ghosts. The more they fight, the more experience they can accumulate, and the more experience they have, the more they can improve their survival rate and the probability of completing tasks while fighting ghosts to the death.
Angrily, I stretched out my hand and smacked his head: "I've beaten everyone, but I haven't beaten you!"
Yuan Yi silently felt the pain in his forehead, blinked and looked at me, then reached out his hand, like when he was a child, he habitually took my hand.
His hands are still the same as before, kept at 39 degrees all year round, no matter in spring, summer, autumn or winter, they are always warm like a stove, with slightly rough calluses on the palms, and the calluses on the tiger's mouth have become thicker because of holding a knife in recent years .
"Let's go, let's go to the dojo..." He said softly.
"Yeah." I let him hold my hand.
"Look for your elder brother." He added another sentence.
I:"……"
I ground my teeth, you eat the latter sentence into my stomach!
Inevitably, Yuan Yi got hit on the forehead again.
So in the dojo in the afternoon, I picked up the wooden knife in the dojo, and beat up Yuanyi mercilessly.
Holding the wooden knife in my hand, I looked at Ji Guoyan Sheng who was pulled into the dojo floor by me with only one head exposed. The latter looked at me with gritted teeth. If he could come out now, I'm sure he would rush up 100% Work hard with me.
Even if you try your best, you may not be able to beat me.
Holding the wooden knife, a strange... pleasure emerged in my heart?
I raised the hand holding the knife and looked carefully at the hand holding the wooden knife. I was a little puzzled. I obviously didn’t feel this way when I beat Yan Shoulang and Watanabe. What about the pleasure?
Then I saw Yuanyi who was walking over, stretching out his hand to pull his brother out of the ground.
I... my right hand holding the wooden knife was about to move again.
I:"……"
How to do?
Never mind, call it again.
The author has something to say:
Song: Why can't I control my own right hand?
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