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

Some people are naturally good-looking when they smile, even if they don't smile all the time.

When his fingers touched his cheek, the corners of his mouth curved upwards slightly. It was a shallow smile, like a rippling lake in spring, quiet, clear, warm and peaceful.

His cheek rubbed against the palm of my hand, the movement was very natural, as if he had done it countless times before, and the tail of red hair swayed with the movement.

Really like a cat.

I let him hold my hand.

The sky did not know when dark clouds began to appear again. Gray clouds floated in groups from the distant mountains. The mountain wind whizzing from the forest rolled fine snowflakes. Come one shadow after another.

The icy chill penetrated into my body through the gaps in my clothes, and I shivered subconsciously.

The person holding me subconsciously hugged me a little tighter, and stretched out his other hand to gather the haori that was draped around my body.

"Go back," he said, "it's going to snow."

"Okay." I leaned on him and said softly.

So he hugged me and walked back along the road he just walked, the sun wheel earrings swaying slightly by his ears.

"Yuge." I hugged his neck and said softly, "My name is Uchiha Yuge."

I wanted to tell him my name, just wanted to.

His footsteps did not stop, but he paused for a while holding my hand, and soon returned to normal.

"I see." He hugged me, his warm breath sprinkled on my neck, a little itchy, "I remember."

The wind and snow in the forest roared even more wildly, and the pace under his feet quickened.

The charcoal was lit in the room, and the wind and snow outside the house roared almost at the same time, and the snowflakes slammed on the door with varying degrees of strength.

His eyes kept looking at me, making me very uncomfortable.

When I got back into the room, I moved my fingers directly, formed a mark of a fire trap, set a fire trap and lit the brazier, and he has been looking at me since then.

"Don't look at me like that." I reached out with my black gloved hand and pushed his face away.

These days there are ninjas all over the place. If you just go out and go shopping, you will meet one if you can’t keep it clean. He looks at me like this and makes me look like some rare animal.

The other party maintained the posture of being pushed aside by my hand, and said: "There is something different from ordinary people in Ge's body."

I:? ? ?

What are you talking about?

I thought for a while, then put down the hand that was pushing his face: "Are you referring to Chakra?"

He nodded: "When the fingers moved, the flow speed increased, and it came out from the chest cavity to the throat."

"It's not a finger movement." I said, "It's a knot seal."

I moved my fingers and made a random seal, "Like this, different seals will activate different spells."

At last he thought about it again, and said to me, "It's kind of like vampirism, but it's not vampirism."

What is blood ghost art?

I looked at him suspiciously, but he didn't avoid my eyes, and just looked at me calmly. His red eyes seemed to be on fire, and the temperature inside was as hot as coals burning in a brazier.

My cheeks seemed to start to get hot too, I reached out decisively and pushed his face aside.

much better.

I touched my hot cheeks and muttered.

"Your body temperature is rising, and the blood flow is starting to speed up." A warm palm touched my forehead, "The blood flow... is faster, do you have a fever?"

I instantly took his hand off his forehead: "No!"

"But the flow of blood has accelerated." He looked at me seriously.

"You can't see my blood vessels, how do you know that my blood flow has accelerated?" I'm ashamed, although I don't know what I'm talking about.

"I can see it." He blinked.

The sound of chirping birds resounded in the forest, the blade swung out along the direction of the air, and made a tearing sound in the wind. With a few slight cracking sounds, the branches of the trees snapped.

Holding a hatchet, the child stood in the golden field with his beautiful eyes open, quietly looking at the person in front of him: "... as long as you master these, you can imitate the movements of singing."

His eyes were in a trance again, and the figure of the child overlapped with the man in front of him.

"Can you see it?" I asked. "The contraction of the muscles, the flow of blood, the direction of the bones, the movement of the lungs, can you... see?"

"I can see it," he said.

I have seen him.

I must have seen him, but I don't remember him.

I don't even remember him.

A voice in my heart said this to me, it was a question, and it was also a kind of sadness of losing something important.

It's a bad feeling, like I'm a scum who did unforgivable scum, but I can't remember what I did.

My heart seemed to be blocked by a stone, and I was so bored, I grabbed the quilt that was spread out next to me, rolled up the quilt, and rolled myself into the quilt, bored in my own world.

"Aren't you happy?" His voice sounded outside.

The voice was calm, but I could hear a kind of bewilderment from it.

I pursed my lips, sat up from the bed, looked into his eyes, and told him word by word: "I've seen you, I must have seen you, but I... don't remember you."

"I'm sorry." I said softly.

"It doesn't matter." He stretched out his hand and held my cheek, "You are in front of my eyes now."

My past is like a dream, mixed with sorrow and joy, enduring pain, bleeding, holding a knife, and moving forward.

In a year-end ceremony when I was a child, I received the first candy. The candy was red and crystal clear. When I peeled off the beautiful candy paper wrapped in the candy, I saw the candy that looked like a ruby. It tasted very sweet. I don't know when I started to like sweets, maybe it was a family inheritance, or it might have started when I received the first candy.

The people who gave me candy, like those people I lost, have disappeared in the years, except for the vague memories stored in my mind, leaving few traces, as if they never existed, just like the snow that fell last winter, spring After coming, it gradually melted, and finally disappeared without a trace.

I will also become one of the handfuls of last winter's snow, which melts in the spring, turns into water, and disappears without a trace.

Maybe after I die, the traces they left in the world will really disappear without a trace.

"Xiao Yuge." I still remember when I was a child, someone stuffed candy into my hand, "If only one of us can survive, I hope it will be Xiao Yuge."

The candy wrapped in red candy lay quietly in my palm, and I raised my head in confusion: "Why, senior uncle, don't you want to live?"

The senior put his hand on the handle of the knife and looked up at the snowflakes falling all over the sky. He blinked, and the fine snowflakes seemed to fall into his eyes.

"Well, for a person like me to survive, it's unreasonable, but Yuge is different."

"What's the difference?" I asked.

The senior stroked his chin, and looked at me seriously: "Because Yuge is still a little girl, and she is still a little silly, and the silly little girl hasn't been happy yet, how can she not be happy?" what about death?"

I flattened my mouth: "I'm not stupid, the elders in the clan say I'm a genius."

"But Yuge is a fool emotionally." The senior laughed.

"What is happiness?" I asked the senior again.

The senior put his hand on the top of my hair: "That's when Yuge meets a boy he likes."

How do you like it?

I was wrapped in a quilt, and my eyelids seemed to be filled with lead. I was heavy and heavy. I was half asleep and half awake. I dreamed of a snowy night. Bright red silk ribbons fluttered, and the tongue of fire in the fire frame licked the firewood inside, making a "cracking" sound. The fire was dazzling, and the eyes would be sore after staring at it for a long time.

The fire was burning and kept burning, and the wind and snow outside the door were whistling, beating the doors and windows lightly one after another.

The charcoal fire was burning in the fire pit in the small house, and the flames burned the bottom of the iron pot on top red. The small house was warmed by the charcoal fire. Passed in through the gap between the door and the window.

The warm-colored hair like charcoal fire reflects the burning charcoal fire, and the sun ring earrings sway between the ends of the hair on my cheeks. A pair of warm hands reach out and hold my cheeks.

"Yuge, you are not happy yet, so you have to live."

"What is happiness?" In my memory, I looked up at the woman in front of me, "Is Mrs. Eri happy?"

The woman stretched out her hands to hold my face, and pressed her smooth forehead against mine, her breath was warm, and the warmth of her palms made people nostalgic.

"I'm very happy." She said softly, "In this life, I can meet people who can be with me for a lifetime, meet children, meet Yuge, and make this trip worthwhile. I feel so happy ah."

"So... Yuge, have you found someone who can accompany you for the rest of your life?"

"Boom-"

The startled deer on the slate was filled with water, and it knocked on the clean slate unexpectedly, and the crisp sound resounded in the courtyard.

There is no snow, no wind, only a courtyard covered with white sand, the pine needles on the edge of the rockery are verdant, the afternoon sun is warm orange, and the chubby bird is lying on the cherry tree facing the front of the courtyard Among the branches, there is a crisp bird song when you open your mouth.

I was lying on the floor of the courtyard veranda, with my head resting on the woman's knees, and the woman's long hair fell down and brushed my face, itching.

"Sister-in-law Eri, I had a dream." I looked up at the woman who gave me her knee as a pillow.

"What kind of dream?" Eri's sister-in-law lowered her eyes, and her eyes were like two cups of warm spring water.

"There is a person, the temperature in the palm of your hand is so warm." I said.

"Then do you like him?" Eri's sister-in-law smiled.

"I like it." I like it very much.

"That's great." Eri's sister-in-law looked down at me, her slender eyelashes cast gentle shadows on her eyes like two cups of clear springs, "Is Yuge happy?"

"Happy." The moment the words came out, warm liquid filled the eye sockets, "Sister-in-law Eri, I'm so happy."

It was almost the end of my life, but I met the sun, my sun.

How can such a good person be unhappy?

What's more, I saw you again, this time the dream is so real.

"Then go back." Mrs. Eri raised her hand and gently covered my eyes, "Since you like him so much, you must remember him firmly, don't forget."

"Sister-in-law Eri." The temperature in my eyes was as warm as before, and I opened my mouth, "When can I go see you?"

"Not yet." Mrs. Eri said softly, "So, let's go back."

"Okay."

I sat up on her lap, stretched out my hand, and gently hugged the person in front of me, my elder sister-in-law, my other mother, and I just noticed that she was so thin and small, and she was so small and small, and she was the same as the one who hugged me countless times back then. It feels different.

The small body gives the husband and children the same temperature in winter and the pillars to move forward.

"Maybe when I come next time, I will become a gray-haired old lady." I bent the corner of my mouth.

Mrs. Eri laughed softly, and I felt the hand that always hugged me pat me on the back twice: "I won't laugh at you."

"Go back quickly, don't make people wait." Mrs. Eri patted my back again, "Goodbye."

"Goodbye." I said goodbye softly.

The light of the fire flickered again, hair with a warm color like charcoal fire hung down, and a pair of sun wheel earrings swayed with it. Someone stretched out his hand and held my cheek. The temperature in the palm of his hand was like holding a winter cup Same temperature as the sun.

I opened my eyes and saw a pair of red eyes.

"Yuanyi." I called his name softly, "Sorry, I kept you waiting for a while."

"You are always in front of my eyes." He held my face and said to me softly.

I stretched out my hand and gently placed it on his hand, with my eyes closed, the temperature on my cheek was as always making people not want to let go.

This dream has really been going on for a long time.

"Don't be afraid, Song." He held my cheek and said softly.

"I won't be afraid anymore." I won't be afraid anymore because... "You're here with me."

"After you go back, can you tell me the story of 'Rain Song', Song?" I saw those red eyes, as calm as a lake.

"Okay." I bent the corner of my mouth, "The story is a bit long, you have to be patient."

"Okay, I will listen patiently." The voice was as quiet as ever, but there was a hint of joy.

The author has something to say:

If you think that the song is enlightened, it is wrong, at most it can only be regarded as a little bit opened.

Uchiha’s emotional education for children in Song’s generation has never been normal. Most of the education is just teaching children to fight against the enemy and the responsibility of the family. Of course, it’s normal to lack emotional concepts. Emotions like songs are already rich. .

As for "like", the song likes sweets, likes mother, likes Mrs. Eri, likes her two nephews, likes Yuanyi, when Yuanyi was standing on the edge of the rice field, the song said "I like him, this is my family It’s a cub!!”, so he decisively brought him back home, where he lived for ten years.

There are not many people and things I like, but because of the lack of normal emotional concepts and some aspects of slowness, Song's liking for "likes" beyond her understanding is destined to be slow, and it is still very slow.Although sister-in-law Eri and mother taught these things in the past, they passed away before they could teach them carefully. As for Madara and Quanna, they are single straight male magicians who are not in love and have no wife. Slow and naive, it would be good if they don't infect each other. In the end, all three of them were born single.

Boss Scrap's dog legs made such a move, and Ling Ge vaguely realized that what Yuanyi liked in her heart was different from what she liked about her elder nephew, mother, and sister-in-law Eri.

As for Yuan Yi, before meeting Ge, Yuan Yi had never been out of the triple-sized room. Most of the three views came from Brother Yi and his mother. The shaping played a very important role. Brother Yi wanted to become a samurai, so Yuanyi held a sword for the first time. Although it was only a bag bamboo sword, he also came into contact with swords and samurai from then on.No one taught Yuan Yi to fall in love with girls, the first brother was an idiot who only wanted to become an Odoudou, his mother died of illness before he could teach Yuan Yi, Yuan Yi's emotional aspects were as dull as Song's, and the acquired influence on Yuan Yi was more Da Ge's emotional bluntness, Yuan Yi's emotional bluntness also makes sense.

In Yuanyi's concept, songs are very important. He likes songs very much, but he just wants to be with them all the time. After hearing Yan Shoulang say that songs are almost killed by ghosts for the second time, he will join the ghost killing team. , because Yan Shoulang said that ghosts are creatures that eat people. As long as there are ghosts, the world cannot be beautiful. Ge was hurt by ghosts twice, and there will be a third time after the two times. The two times have almost killed Ge Bao Buqi really died the third time, so he had to do something before the ghost hurt Ge, but he didn't know that compared to ghosts, people hurt Ge the most, so Yuan Yi Joined the Ghost Killing Squad.

The lonely man and widow have lived for ten years, and the quantitative change has led to the qualitative change, but the two idiots have not realized that the qualitative change has been completed for more than ten years. Thanks to the blood ghost technique of this ghost, they vaguely realized it.

Hanpi is still not fully enlightened, and things have to continue.

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