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

There are nine out of ten unsatisfactory things in life. There are always some things that people need to relax in this world. Otherwise, worry about this and care about that.

This is the life truth that I have summed up in the past few decades, but now I really want to find a crack in the ground.

A Uchiha, who was... ah, no, was played around by ghosts with illusions, and people would laugh to death if they spread it out. Fortunately, there is no Uchiha surname or family in this world, otherwise I would definitely be treated as a The shame of the family is firmly recorded in the family history, the kind that will last forever.

I woke up in a Japanese room. When I opened my eyes, I saw the ceiling of the Japanese room. The pale golden sun slanted into the Japanese room from the window. In the vase by the window, purple flowers leaned quietly against the vase. On the inside, purple petals hang down their heads quietly.

I blinked, turned my head and said hello to the person who was sitting on the edge of my quilt and watching me: "Good morning."

"Good morning." He looked down at me, his slender eyelashes drooping down, as soft as a butterfly.

Yuanyi reached out and touched my cheek, then supported my shoulders and helped me up from the quilt.

The warm fingertips touched my temples and turned gently to help me rub the sore temples.

I sat obediently in the futon and enjoyed a temple massage.

Unlike body arts and swordsmanship, illusions are aimed at the human spirit. As a result of the effects of illusions, headaches and dizziness are perfectly normal. Headaches are considered minor injuries, and serious ones can directly turn into idiots.

I stretched out my hand, put my fingers on Yuanyi's temple, and gently rubbed his temple: "Doesn't it hurt?"

Yuanyi shook his head: "It's okay."

I:"……"

I was wrong, Yuan Yi, he has never been measured by the standards of normal people.

Yuanyi told me that we are now at the House of Wisteria Flowers.

This family with wisteria flowers as their family crest was once attacked by ghosts. After being rescued by ghost hunters, as long as ghost hunters visit, they will entertain them for free.

The number of times I go out to perform ghost-killing missions is not as frequent as Yuanyi and the others. I have not been in contact with the Wisteria House as many times as them, but I have contacted it a few times. The is very thoughtful.

Every time I visit, I come back to eat the most fashionable food at the moment. When I went out to visit the House of Wisteria last spring, I ate the most satisfying meal of three-color dumpling. The clothes will be washed one by one and sent away Go back to the room.

On the day I woke up, I was wearing a bathrobe provided by the House of Wisteria Flowers. The fabric was soft and comfortable. The host also specially scented it with incense, exuding a faint fragrance.

"Is there any discomfort?" Yuanyi looked at me without blinking, as if I was some kind of national protected animal, and died on the spot if he couldn't see me, "Your eyes."

I shook my head: "My eyes are fine."

It will not be blind for a long time.

"Did you see that?" I looked up.

I'm not sure how much he has seen. The eyes of our race will decline with evolution and eventually lead to insomnia. This point, Yuan Yi has probably seen it nine out of ten.

Yuanyi is much taller than me, if he wants to look me in the eyes, he has to lower his head.

He looked down at me: "Well, I saw it."

The younger brother gave the eyes to the older brother, and finally went to death by himself.

"My eyes won't be like Madara and Senna's." I told him, because I felt like I had nothing to hide anymore, "it's not different either."

My hand touched the eye socket unconsciously: "The eyeball in my eye socket belongs to my father."

The eyes of loved ones.

That bastard dad who didn't want to tell me anything, he suffered everything by himself, self righteously for my own good, self righteously gave me eyes, self righteously forced me to draw a knife at him, self righteously died on my knife Down.

He's the best dad ever, and the most asshole dad.

Most of the time I don't want to mention him. He is the biggest shadow in my life and the one who gives me blessings in my life.

Uchiha never regrets, even if he dies all the way, he will not regret it.If I asked that bastard to reflect on what he did, he probably wouldn't admit his mistake, but would justly say that I was weak and asked him to release water, and then I would be so angry that I would chop it up with a knife, and then the two of us would directly fight.

That's why we, father and daughter, never got along.

"Why are you doing this?!"

I once roared heart-piercingly on that rainy day, like a wounded wolf, I questioned him, and I yelled at him frantically.

But no one answered me, because he had already fulfilled his wish.The only thing that reverberated in the valley was the pattering rain, and the cold and lonely wind whizzed across the valley, making a crying "woo woo woo" sound, mixed with the sound of rain, and my roar.

The half-truncated blade was stuck in the soil, and the rain mixed with the blood on it washed to the surface of the soil, flowing along the rainwater on the surface, and the air smelled of blood and rust.

On that rainy night, I roared so loudly that my heart was pierced by the icy cold rain hitting my body.

The person who gave me great blessings is also the person who gave me the biggest shadow.

"You...would you hate me?" I couldn't help pursing my lips.

Yuanyi stretched out his hands to hold my cheeks, and pressed the same warm forehead to mine, his breath was warm and close to me.

"Ge, it's hard." He said, "Ge has always been afraid of his past."

I let him hold my cheek against my forehead like this.

Many times, I will be like a beast hiding my belly, hiding my past tightly, not letting people see a little bit, not letting people get close, and not getting close to others myself. I am tense at all times, Refuse to relax.

But now, I think I can relax, at least with him around, I can relax and show my belly wantonly.

I stretched out my hands, stood on tiptoe, hugged his neck, and buried my cheek in the hollow of his neck.

"It has passed."

On the day when I woke up, near noon, I walked out of the door and saw the wisteria flowers blooming in the courtyard. The purple flowers were like waterfalls, hanging down from the crown of the tree and swaying gently in the wind.

There is a girl standing under the tree.

When I saw the girl's face clearly, I was taken aback.

The other party also greeted me reservedly: "Good day, Miss Song."

"Good day, Miss Gardenia." I nodded and returned the greeting gently.

"Can you invite me to sit in for a while?" The gardenia-like girl rolled up the broken hair hanging from her ears.

"Come in," I said.

The old man from the wisteria flower house thoughtfully gave me a pot of tea, fresh wisteria flower tea, served with delicate refreshments, neatly served on a tray.

The old man owed us a bow, I thanked her, and she withdrew.

I lifted the teapot, opened the upside-down teacup on the coffee table, and poured a cup of tea for the girl sitting opposite me. The tea poured from the spout into the teacup, and I put the steaming teacup in front of her.

The girl politely said thank you.

"Miss Song." The girl said suddenly, "You have a pair of very beautiful eyes, like obsidian."

"Do you... hate me?" I asked her.

That ghost came to Daomu Village a year ago. It is very smart, and it is different from those ghosts who cannibalize people. It knows how to use human greed and the almost crazy desire to survive.Human beings dedicate their own kind to it as food, and it pays by killing people and plundering human wealth.Neither rewards nor ghost food can satisfy both sides, so it chooses to further exploit human greed, so there is a "Goddess of Sanskrit Bliss" who can fulfill all wishes, and there are believers who will never come back, so There are people who are buried in ghosts.

The ghost died under my knife, which also proves that Inaoki Village will no longer be rich, and since then, it will gradually become the village known for its poverty.

I ruined the most glorious time of a village, so the villagers hate me, which is a matter of course.

But I don't regret it. After all, I was one of the sacrifices they sent to the altar. Even if I was going to die, I didn't want to be eaten by ghosts as the end of my life.

Zhizi shook her head: "I don't hate you."

"I always thought that the god who blesses the village is a gentle god, but it is a man-eating ghost. People in the village know it, but they still regard it as a god." Zhizi looked down at the teacup, the steaming heat The mouth of the cup was filled with moisture, "This kind of village is built on other people's bones, and sooner or later it will receive its retribution."

"Miss Ge's appearance is not only retribution, but also redemption." Zhi Zi suddenly looked up at me with bright and clear eyes, "Miss Ge did not kill anyone in the village."

I put down the teacup in my hand, and the bottom of the cup knocked lightly on the tea table, making a slight sound.

I told her: "If it was me more than ten years ago, I would have slaughtered the entire village without hesitation."

I looked her in the eyes and told her I wasn't joking.

But Zhizi just smiled lightly, and she said, "But you don't have one now."

Zhizi told me that I am a gentle person, no matter what others think, she thinks so.

Am I the person she said?I denied it, and repeatedly emphasized that I was not the person she said, but the little girl stubbornly believed in what she believed, and I didn't bother to argue with her any longer.

"Then, may the real god bless you, Miss Song." The girl put her hands on the ground, her forehead lightly touching the floor, "I'm sorry, I'm so ignorant, and the people in the village have done such unforgivable things."

I looked down at her: "You don't have to do this. If you really want to atone for your sins, you can just wait for the retribution in the years to come. The day when a person commits a crime, the date of retribution is also set. Next, don’t worry that your retribution won’t come.”

Zhizi raised her head and looked at me, showing a pure smile: "Miss Ge, you are really gentle."

I:"……"

Why can't you people understand human speech?

Does the word warmth fit me?

You can tell at a glance that you can't hit it!

Not long after Zhizi left, Yuanyi came in from the outside.

I lay faceless on the ground like a dead salted fish, and looked up at him. He stood at the door, looking at me like a dead salted fish, and didn't say anything for a while.

I turned over and looked at him with wide eyes: "Am I like the kind of person she said?"

Yuan Yi didn't say anything, just nodded.

I turned over again, stood up and faced Yuanyi, and looked at him seriously: "I don't think so."

"I think so." The corners of Yuanyi's mouth curled into a shallow arc, so shallow that it was barely visible.

But I noticed that Uchiha's eyes are not blind.

I curled my lips and muttered, "Where does it look like?"

Are you blind?

I lay down covering the floor again, and Yuanyi came over and sat down beside me, her ponytail, which was much longer than a few years ago, fell down in front of my eyes.

I reached out and grabbed his hair, and said angrily: "I really don't understand what you young people are thinking."

Yuanyi was silent for a while, and asked me seriously: "Is Song's age... much older than me?"

I was taken aback, a carp sat up straight, stretched out his hand to pinch his cheek, pulled it hard on both sides, squeezed in, bared his teeth, and said viciously: "Young man, no one told you, don't ask an age Is it the age of an old lady who is over seventy?"

Honest Renyuan seriously told me no, the whole human being is extremely harmless.

I:"……"

……Depend on!

I get angry and let go of his cheek.

I turned my head and didn't want to look at him, but my whole body jumped into the air unexpectedly, and when I turned my gaze, what I saw was Yuanyi's hair twirling.

I hugged his neck subconsciously and opened my eyes wide: "What are you doing?"

"Hold it high." Yuan Yi said with a serious face, "You are unhappy, but you will be happy if you hold it high."

I:"……"

piss off!

Are you still addicted to lifting in the illusion?

With a sound of "Swipe--", the paper door was pulled open, accompanied by an imposing "I'm sorry".

The reddish-yellow hair was as bright as a flame, and the owl stared at the piercing eyes, standing at the door while maintaining the posture of opening the door.

Yuanyi hugged me and looked towards the door. I stared at Yan Shoulang, and Yan Shoulang stared at the two of us dumbfounded.

The air was eerily quiet for a moment.

"I am so sorry!!"

Lie down on the ground, with both hands on the ground, the movement was done in one go, and at the same time, a loud roar broke out in an instant, startling the birds in the courtyard.

The corners of my eyes twitched, and I patted Yuanyi's hand supporting my waist, motioning for him to put me down.

"Yuanyi..."

After a few footsteps, a ghost-slayer swordsman with a familiar ponytail, a diamond-shaped kimono, and a sword on his waist appeared at the door. When he looked up and saw his brother, he was stunned for a while, and the serious expression on his face could not be held for a while.

Yuanyi: "..."

I:"……"

Yan Shoulang: "..."

Yan Sheng: "..."

Yan Sheng: "...Sorry."

I:"……"

Are you done yet?

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Owl: Excuse me! 【Dogeza apologizes to jpg.】

Brother One: ...Sorry.

Yuanyi: ...

Song: ... Are you done yet?

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