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

After he went out, I curled up in a corner wrapped in a quilt, drowsy.

The wound on the shoulder was not serious. I tore off the clothes and saw the gauze covering the wound. The white gauze extended to the depth of the collar. The bones that are very close together have obviously been treated by someone. I don't even need to think about who the person who helped me with the wound is.

After pulling up my clothes, I shrank back into the bed.

The dark clouds outside the window have dissipated, and the golden sun is like fine sand, falling on the bare branches of the bare cherry tree outside the house, and a few brown birds are dancing on tiptoes on the branches, chirping when they open their mouths.

The drowsiness surged up like a rising tide of sea water, my head retracted into the bed, and my eyes closed.

I had a dream. I dreamed that there were undulating mountains on the distant horizon of a rice field, and crisp birdsong echoed between the mountains. In the early spring, the seedlings had not yet grown into mature rice, and the emerald green seedlings stood upright. In the water, verdant trees rose from the ground, covering the sky, and through the layers of branches and leaves, the sunlight fell dappledly on the edge of the rice fields.

I saw a child, a small, emaciated child.

A small child with slightly curly hair, like coals burning in a flame, carrying an equally small burden on his body.

cat.

The moment I saw a child, I thought the child was like a little cat.

The child stood by the rice field, his eyes were as calm as the surface of calm water, and he could not see any waves. He calmly looked at the other side of the rice field.

"Then I'll go home with you." The child standing by the rice field suddenly said.

Breeze Hexi, through the distant mountains, through the woods, through the branches and leaves, has been in front of me.

I saw the birthmark on the child's forehead like a burning flame.

Whose family are you from?

I opened my mouth, wanting to ask.

The sunlight cast by the verdant canopy above my head suddenly dimmed, and the darkness overwhelmed the sky. Only the chirping birds were left in my ears, and my vision went dark.

When I opened my eyes, the woods, rice fields, and the little child standing by the rice fields were all in darkness, only the sound of birdsong in my ears was still clear.

The sun shines into the room through the outside of the house, and the golden sun is shining on the window sill and on the tatami.

"Are there any discomforts?"

The birthmark on the forehead was like a burning flame, the slightly curly and reddish hair was like burning coals, and the sun wheel earrings around the ears flipped back and forth gently under the sun.

I blinked.

"Cat." I blurted out.

The other party tilted his head in confusion, and the sun disk earrings swayed by his ears, and the red sun disk was particularly bright.

"You look like a cat," I said.

His slender eyelashes drooped slightly, and he looked down at me: "You also look like a cat."

I:? ? ?

"Do you want to treat the disease?!" A roar full of anger hit my eardrums, the old man with gray beard and beard stared, his old face was flushed, "After carrying people all the way, patronize me , What is the reason for leaving the doctor aside and not seeing a doctor?"

I:"……"

What's wrong with this old man?

"I'm very sorry." The man gently helped me up from the bed, "Please, she's hurt a bit."

"If you are seriously injured, you need to be treated quickly!" The old doctor put his hand on my pulse angrily, "What's wrong with the young people nowadays?! It's fine to carry people on your shoulders all the way, and if you are sick, you only care about me and me. !"

Me: "... mine is over 40 years old."

The old doctor put his hand on my pulse, turned his head and blew his beard and stared at me: "If the age difference is too big, you can't fall in love? I think the age difference between me and my family was ten years old, and now the children are all old. Now that you’re married, you’ll be able to embrace your grandchildren who don’t even have a yearly guarantee!”

I:"……"

What's wrong with this old man?

What does it matter to me that you hug your grandson?

I fiddled with my pulse for a while, and then looked at my eyeballs. The moment the old doctor reached out to my eyes, I almost reached out and grabbed the other person's neck. Fortunately, the person who supported me halfway Otherwise, the old doctor's face would be even redder than when he was angry just now.

Uchiha's eyes are Uchiha's reverse scales.

Dragons have reverse scales, which are dead when touched, and the dragon's reverse scales cannot be touched, and Uchiha's eyes are the same.

"Calm down, it's okay." The person holding my hand said softly, "It's okay, trust me."

The veins on my hands protrude from the skin surface, like wriggling tiny snakes, I pursed my lips tightly, the organs in my chest throbbed violently, the temperature on my hands was like the warm sun outside the window, the palms were wide and warm, and I could hold My hands are tightly bound.

The blue veins in my hand gradually calmed down after the riot, and I took a deep breath to calm down the violently beating heart in my chest.

"Sorry." I looked into the eyes of the old doctor and lowered my eyes.

The old doctor didn't say anything, but stopped looking at my eyes, turned around and took out a pen and paper from the medicine box, started to write with some ink.

The room fell into silence, and the only sound was the rustling sound of the old doctor's pen rubbing against the paper.

"Little girl." The old doctor broke the silence suddenly, "You belong to the Uchiha clan, right?"

I froze for a moment, then turned my head to look at the man next to me unconsciously, who looked normal and blinked his eyes frequently.

"The Uchiha family?" The tone looked a bit puzzled, it seemed that he didn't know the Uchiha.

"You don't know?" The old doctor glanced at him suspiciously, "The ninja who is famous for sharing eyes and pupils in the land of fire, was once the largest ninja clan."

"To put it bluntly, it's the noble clan of the Ninja world. To put it bluntly, the whole clan is a tool of war." The old doctor wrote on the paper self-consciously, "Children who reach the age of five will be sent to the battlefield. Licking blood on the sword, nine times out of ten the end of life is to die on the battlefield."

I lowered my head, not daring to look at anyone.

According to reason and practice, for the sake of personal safety and the content of the mission is not leaked, for the clansmen who hide their identities outside the mission, it is the safest way to silence them as long as the other party finds out their identities, whether they are old people or children.

But there was nothing in my mind, and I didn't even dare to look up at anyone.

The old doctor looked up at me, and muttered: "It seems to be right."

"Old man, I don't have a hobby of telling secrets." The old doctor said, "But you, the injury on this shoulder is very close to the scapula, and this hand was almost useless."

The talkative old doctor turned his head to look at the person next to me: "Her injury is nothing, the body and bones of a ninja are much stronger than ordinary people, this injury should heal soon, but she is an Uchiha."

The man didn't understand what the old doctor said, and looked at the old doctor suspiciously.

Seeing him, the old doctor knew that he didn't understand. After giving him a blank look, he said: "There are always some guys in the ninja world who covet Uchiha's eyes. No one can compete with it, otherwise, how many Uchiha's eyes will be gouged out, I don't need to say."

"If you don't know, just ask the little girl, don't bother me."

The old doctor slapped the paper with the prescription on the tatami, explained some things, and got up to leave.

The old doctor spoke impatiently, but he listened carefully. My mind was in such a mess that I didn't enter a single word.

"I'll see you off." The man stood up, shaking his long ponytail.

The old doctor paused, turned around and looked at him fiercely: "No need! I don't want to be carried all the way home again, stay away from me!"

The corner of the clothes turned up an arc in the air, and the old man walked away angrily, walking swiftly and carrying the heavy medicine box.

Normally, I would have to complain in my heart, what did the man do to him to make him hate him so deeply, but now I am not in the mood at all.

My heart felt extremely heavy, as if... a secret that could not be seen was suddenly exposed under the sun, an ugly secret that could not be seen directly.

Some things and some people cannot see the light, and they are only suitable to stay forever in the darkness without the sun. Under the sun, there is no place to live at all.

The moth longs for the flame, so it will desperately rush towards the flame that will kill it, but the moth is a moth after all, and the night is where it belongs. If it really wants to go towards the flame, then the end waiting for it is In the fire, he was scalded to death by the high temperature, and was burned to ashes by the fire.

Am I longing?

what am i longing for

the sun?

After feeling the temperature and embracing the sun with your own hands, what more can you ask for?

That's not what people of my kind can have. Being able to hug him with my own hands and feel the warm temperature is... enough.

Don't expect things you can't have, take what doesn't belong to you, you've been bruised all over your body, wandering in the endless battlefield day and night, the corpses piled up under your feet are the enemy's and your relatives', if you want to get rid of this ending, you can do it best ?One day is a tool of war, this life will be a tool of war, Quanna's death, Madara's departure, isn't that enough?If you want something else, the pain of losing it again is not something you can bear.

Not only would the pain kill me, it would kill me, it would be worse than death, I would go crazy, go crazy.

I already have nothing, don't let me bear the pain of life worse than death after losing it again.

The warm, soft cloth covered the hood, and there was darkness again in his vision.

I pulled the haori covering my head, and my head was exposed from the inside, and my body suddenly rose into the air. I was caught off guard, and the whole person was hugged, and I saw the sun wheel earrings hanging by my ears.

I froze for a moment, then said loudly, "What are you doing?"

I don't know how embarrassed I am, the three words "what are you doing" even have a faint cry that I don't know.

I clenched my hands into fists, stared at him with scarlet eyes, and looked at him angrily, with a threatening tone: "Put me down immediately."

Anyone who knows Sharingan will subconsciously avoid looking at these ominous eyes, but he just raised his head and looked at me quietly, looking into my eyes, and there was no wave in his eyes.

So our two red eyes stared at each other for a long time, so long that I even gave up on myself and thought about giving him an illusion.

In the end, I couldn't bear to look away from those clean red eyes, and the scarlet Sharingan returned to bottomless black.

"You're not happy." The crimson eyes looked at me quietly, peacefully.

nonsense.

I turned my head away from him.

He hugged me, and carried me out of the door in the posture of holding a child. The moment he stepped out of the threshold, the warm sun shone all over his body, his eyes brightened, and it was as warm as the body temperature of the person holding me. Same.

"The weather is fine, I'll take you to bask in the sun." He said.

"Then you don't have to keep holding me like this." I muttered as I placed my clenched hand on his shoulder.

The man froze for a moment, then looked at me seriously: "I thought you liked it very much."

ha?

I looked at him with dead eyes: "I'm not a child."

The two pairs of eyes stared at each other in embarrassment for a long time, the warmth from his body was warm, and finally I put my chin on his shoulder in despair: "You should continue to hug, anyway...it's quite comfortable."

He carried me out the door like this, and didn't meet the old monk on the way, which is good, otherwise I would die of embarrassment.

I lay on his shoulders, covered with his feathers, and let him hold me, stepping on the soft snow with one foot deep and one shallow, passing by green pine forests, topped with green pine needles There are white snowflakes, and from time to time a couple of handfuls of snow will fall, and fall with a "pop", startling a few chirping birds.

Compared with the snowy weather in the past few days, it is much warmer now that there is still the sun after the snow stops. During the snowy weather, the birds hiding in their nests shivering and dare not leave their nests are also jumping around on the branches of pine trees. .

The weather is getting warmer and warmer, but it is still not possible to dress as thin as the person holding me. The only thicker clothes on my body are the red feathers on my body.

The clothes are thin, but the body is warm.

I feel strange.

He is not a ninja and does not have chakra on him.

But he hugged me, walked for a long time without blushing and panting, and ran all the way to a crowded place to find a doctor, but he showed no sign of fatigue at all.

I lay on top of him and listened to his heartbeat quietly. His heartbeat was faster than others, his body temperature was higher than others, and his body seemed to be in a state of excitement all the time.

"Is your body okay?" I lay on his shoulder and couldn't help asking.

"It's nothing." He hugged me and walked unhurriedly in the pine forest, as if he was taking a walk, and he was indeed walking, "It's born like this."

After walking for a while, he suddenly asked me: "Do you feel strange?"

"Do you think my eyes are strange?" I didn't answer his question, "Everyone thinks these eyes are ominous."

"In fact, it is a pair of ominous eyes," I added at last.

These eyes are indeed ominous, opened in the flames of war, evolved in the blood of relatives and friends, born with blood red eyes, are ominous.

"No." He said softly, and finally thought about it carefully, and added, "It's very beautiful."

I leaned on his shoulder and didn't say a word. When someone said that, I might sneer and say "I believe you a ghost", but when he said it, I believed it.

"Then what's weird about you?" I said.

I saw him smiling, the corners of his mouth were slightly raised, his smile was shallow, but the temperature of his smile was like the sun at the moment.

I blinked, and couldn't help reaching out to touch his cheek.

"You have to smile more, look, you look so pretty when you smile, like the sun."

This sentence echoed in my mind, and together with this sentence, there was a little girl and a child with curly hair.

The little girl took the child's hand and walked in the golden woods all over the ground. The autumn woods are bright golden yellow, as if the gods have drawn a paintbrush and dyed the emerald green of the ground into a beautiful golden yellow overnight. It is a refreshing blue, and the sun is a warm golden yellow.

Migrating birds pass by the sky from time to time, the water in the mountains flows over the smooth stone walls, and the small animals that store food in autumn step on the golden ground all over the ground, making rustling sounds from time to time.

"You have to smile more." The words blurted out when fingers touched his warm cheek.

The author has something to say:

#歌's wound was bandaged by Yuanyi, and the dressing required stripping off the clothes. Song, whose nerves are particularly large in some aspects, ignored this point.

Father Tian Dao who is far away in the kingdom of heaven: I have said it long ago, my silly little sister will most likely not be able to marry because of her nerves.

#The old doctor was carried all the way from the small town under the temple by Yuan Yi.

Yuanyi: I'm very sorry to bother you, my family is injured, please follow me. 【Serious face jpg.】

Old doctor: where?Lead the way. 【Pick up the medicine chest jpg.】

Yuanyi: Let's go. 【Pick up jpg.】

The old doctor:? ? ?

The old doctor: I'm so sick!You use your back anyway! !

#childhood

Song: Raise high! 【Hands up the kitten jpg.】

Yuanyi:? ? ?

#After joining the Ghost Killing Squad

Yuanyi: Song likes to hold high.

Yan Shoulang:? ? ?

Yan Sheng: As expected of you, Yuan Yi!

#Now

Fate one: hold high. 【Hold up the song in a bad mood jpg.】