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

On the third day after waking up at the House of Wisteria Flowers, Ji Guoyan Sheng wanted to fight with me for some reason, yes, literally, to put it mildly, he wanted to discuss with me, but in fact it was a fight.

When he came to me with a knife, I was still biting the steamed buns sent by the owner of the House of Wisteria Flowers.

My favorite red bean stuffing is stuffed in the steamed buns. The red beans are crushed and wrapped in a beautiful skin. The appearance is specially decorated with wisteria flower petals. It looks delicate and tastes very good.

"Is something wrong?"

When he was holding a knife and looked like he was coming to kick the hall, I was still holding the leftover steamed buns in my hand, and there were still a little crumbs on my mouth.

Yan Sheng was stunned for a moment, as if he was very dissatisfied with my honor.

Yan Sheng has always responded with great disbelief to the fact that I am a master of swordsmanship but unexpectedly love sweets.On the training ground, the operation is as fierce as a tiger, and when I get off the training ground, I can’t walk when I see sweets. If it weren’t for Yuanyi who eats at home, I would probably eat sweets as a meal.

The other members of the Ghost Slaying Squad were also very surprised by my love for sweets. Most of the time, the members of the Ghost Slaying Squad did not despise me because I was a woman, but ignored the fact that I was a woman.I can understand a little bit, after all, it's really abnormal for a normal girl's hobbies to appear on a woman who always has a slumped face and slaps people with a knife like a son.

"Do you have time?" he said, "I want to discuss with you."

I rolled my eyes at him, is there any time you can't see it?See the half steamed bun in my hand?Do not have time!

I still ate the remaining steamed buns in two mouthfuls, and clapped my hands: "Now? No problem."

So we went to the dojo of the Wisteria House.

The owner of the previous generation was a man who loved kendo very much, so he built this dojo. After his death, the dojo was almost deserted. Occasionally, ghost hunters from the ghost killing team would settle down in the house of wisteria flowers. The owner also generously borrowed the dojo from time to time. Go out, the next day after waking up, the two brothers Yuan Yi and Yan Sheng came here for morning training seven in the morning and eight in the morning, and pulled me up in the afternoon.

I changed into an easy-to-move hakama suit, tied my climbing arms, tied my hair into a ponytail with a red string, tied it high, and started sparring with Yan Sheng with a knife in my hand.

To be honest, I was a little surprised that he actually came to me instead of Yuanyi. Yan Sheng was the same as Yuanyi. The two brothers were not good at speech and communication. In the past, when we dealt with each other the most, we were performing ghost hunting tasks and fixed time. When training together, most of the time he would go to Yuanyi for training.

He has to train a thousand times and ten thousand times, and Yuan Yi will accompany him, and he doesn't care that the tiger's mouth is dripping with blood from the knife handle, and the next day he will come to fight with Yuan Yi with the knife as usual, ah no, it's training.

Yan Sheng is different from me, I am a salted fish without pursuit, as long as I have a chance to eat desserts, my life can be considered complete, but Yan Sheng has been pursuing superb sword skills comparable to Yuan Yi, even in this respect The obsession is too much, even a little crazy.

I know very well that Yan Sheng's frantic pursuit of superb sword skills comparable to Yuanyi is not due to other reasons, but because of his younger brother Yuanyi. As for the specific reason, I can only ask him himself.

The eyes of our family claim to be able to see through all tricks, but in fact we have always been unable to see through people's hearts. Even the weather-beaten old people can only see a part or two of such complicated things, although my real age can already be regarded as an old man. I am an old man, but I dare not say that my eyes can see through people's hearts.

To be honest, if you ask me to fight, I promise I can beat a group of people, but if you ask me to be a peace ambassador, pouring chicken soup to Ji Guoyan Sheng or something, I really can’t do it. Of... it is estimated that people will be kicked out.

Think back to when Madara was negotiating with the people of Iwahime Village in the Land of Earth, but the door was not allowed to enter, so he suddenly opened the Gundam and swept them out.

Really, Uchiha is the type who can punch and never use his brain, really, whether it's me or Madara, I have seen my little nephew Quanna in a group of people like to use his brain to trick people, but he is a Out-and-out hawks.

The sharp wind brushed my cheeks, my ankles rotated, and after avoiding the opponent's attack, my wrist holding the knife began to turn over. The blade of the wooden knife drew a beautiful arc and collided with Yan Sheng's blade. Too much strength from the other side made his mouth numb, but he didn't let go.

The side of the blade shook my knife out.

My brows raised slightly.

The two men from Jiguo are indeed good at practicing swords.

Flipping the wrist, the handle of the knife fell into the palm of the hand again, one side of the body dodged the knife from the side, and the sharp speed of the knife tore through the air, making a sound of "woo--".

The left foot is fixed in place, the whole body rotates to drive the blade, the blade swings a semi-circular arc in the air, chops downwards, and hits Yan Sheng's saber hard, the tiger's mouth follows, the wrist flips again, the sword The wooden knife in his hand flew away.

With a "bang--", the knife in his hand slipped out and slid out on the slippery ground.

With half of my hand holding a knife, I changed from holding the knife to holding it backwards.

Yan Sheng looked down at the flying knife, his long forehead hair hanging down to cover his dark face.

"Sure enough...isn't it okay?" I heard him say, "I can't even surpass you, how can I catch up with Yuanyi..."

I:"……"#

Fuck, is there something wrong with your sentence?

Am I that easy to beat up?

Counting my age, if I can be your grandmother, okay!

What's the matter with you lad?

I wanted to ask him two days ago, there are a few members of the Ghost Killing Team who have a little bit of something that looks like a birthmark or a scar on their face recently. When I saw Yan Sheng at the House of Wisteria Flowers, Unexpectedly, he saw the markings on his forehead that were extremely similar to Yuanyi.

Taking a step back, if it is really a scar, it is impossible for everyone with scars in the Ghost Killing Squad to have a ghost look at their faces, so how sinister is Ghost Dance Tsuji?

People don't even slap people in the face when they beat them, the group of ghosts under him specialize in slapping people in the face.And he didn't know how to hide after being slapped in the face, how stupid is that person?

When his mood returned to normal, I began to sit with him calmly and talk, and I also asked about Zebra by the way.

People with stripes, without exception, will have a higher level of fighting power. Before I went to perform this ghost hunting mission, I specially beat up the people who had stripes in the ghost killing team one by one to verify this fact.

I also thought of the birthmark on Yuanyi's forehead, which doesn't look like a birthmark at the moment.

"The body temperature is soaring, and the heartbeat is accelerating." After listening to Yan Sheng's words, I rubbed my chin thoughtfully, "The body temperature and heartbeat are beyond the normal person's, right?"

Yan Sheng hesitated for a moment, and then said "hmm": "The moment the stripes appear, the body has unprecedented strength."

I looked at the markings on his head and was a little dazed.

Heartbeat, respiration, body temperature, after the markings were opened, He Yuanyi's physical condition, which is different from ordinary people, became more and more similar.

"Is there anything wrong with your body?" I asked.

"No."

"Why do you ask that?" Yan Sheng asked hesitantly.

"Every function of the human body has a special threshold." I said, "If the threshold is exceeded, there will be problems with the human body."

Yan Sheng showed a puzzled expression, so I had no choice but to give him an analogy: "It's like a car, you can only hold so many things, if it exceeds that capacity, the car will collapse."

"It may be possible to increase the carrying capacity through modification, but the increase in a short period of time may bring some...consequences." I said, "I investigated the swordsmen who appeared recently with stripes, and without exception, their strength has reached another level. One level, this feeling..."

I don't feel very good. It's like opening a kaleidoscope, and my strength has been improved for a short time, but the accompanying consequences are declining eyesight and shortening life span.

"It's like overdrawing myself." I said softly.

Squeeze out the power in every cell, and constantly overdraw the ability of each organ of your body, exceeding the critical point of your body.

Maybe I should ask Butterfly when I go back. Butterfly is a physician and also a Swordsman of the Ghost Slayer Squad from Breath of Flowers. She has more say in terms of body than I do.

"Why didn't you have stripes?" Yan Sheng asked again, "Your strength should have appeared earlier than ours."

clam?

I can't breathe and I have fart markings.

So I put a face down: "I thought you knew."

"What?" Yan Sheng scratched his head.

"I don't know how to breathe at all." I said honestly.

So the young man on the opposite side was stunned, the young man's face darkened, and the young man flicked his sleeves and left.

The purple robes flew in an arc in the air, and the crisp sound of kicking the floor under his feet became weaker as he left. Ji Guoyan Sheng's back gradually disappeared into the sunlight.

I:? ? ? ?

what have i done me?

What's going on with young people now?

Do you give the old man a face at every turn?

I couldn't figure out what kind of nerves Ji Guoyan Sheng was having, and I didn't see him again for a whole day after that, so I had no choice but to go back to my residence and write a letter to Butterfly, and let the crow deliver it.

When the crow flew over, it still didn’t listen to the twittering. I stuffed the letter paper into the metal mailbox on its leg, and stuffed steamed buns into its mouth to make it roll away.

The little black crow flew away crying.

My conscience was condemned.

I thought to treat it better next time.

When the evening was approaching, the sun had a faint tendency to sink, and I noticed a tree in the courtyard, a maple tree.

The maple trees in summer are far less eye-catching than in autumn. In autumn, if there are maple leaves all over the mountain, then the top of the mountain will be bright red. The maple leaves all over the mountains turn from green to red, as if the mountain god fell here overnight. Paintbrush, dyed the same color.

The maple leaves in summer are green, and the verdant green on the branches and leaves seems to be dripping water, and the thin maple leaves are crowded together in layers, fluctuating in the tumbling heat waves of summer.

I have long since wanted to climb trees.

When I was young, I did everything, dig out bird eggs from trees, go down to the river to catch fish, just mess around on my own, and even messed around with Madara, who was still a child. When Tajima-san found out, he would always be called indecent by him , Sister-in-law Eri would giggle on the side without listening, if Brother Tajima scolded severely, she would come up and pull Brother Tajima's sleeve, and then Brother Tajima's fire would be extinguished by more than half .

When Quanna was learning to walk, Madara played Uchiha Yuge for fire protection and anti-theft, for fear that I would spoil his soft and cute brother.

After Konoha was established, I often ran to the back mountain to climb trees. There was a very tall tree in the back mountain, as tall as stepping into the clouds and mist. Sitting on it, I could see far, far away.

I always climb up to it alone, and sit on it all day long, watching the white clouds with a touch of gold in the morning turn into gorgeous fire clouds like burning embers in the evening.

I wanted to climb a tree, so I did.

No need for chakra, no need for cleverness, using both hands and feet, hugged the tree trunk, and climbed up.

The House of Wisteria is built on the mountainside. Climb up the tree, sit on its branches, and you can see the small town at the foot of the mountain, as well as those scattered houses smoking in the mountains and forests.

Thick smoke rose into the sky that had been burned into a haze, and the clouds in the sky seemed to be reddened by the fire, showing a crimson red like embers.

"Oh!" After a cry from under the tree, I lowered my head subconsciously, and saw the little maid with a panicked face.

Strange to say, the little maid has always mistook me for a weak woman who was unfortunately attacked by a ghost, and a strong woman who can remain optimistic after being attacked by a ghost. I stayed here for a few days, and the little maid has been taking care of my life In daily life, when I pulled out the Sun Wheel Knife one time, I ran over in a panic and asked me to put down the knife so as not to hurt myself.

"Miss Ge! It's dangerous, come down!" the little maid shouted from under the tree.

"Yu Ge, what are you doing? Don't take Quan Nai to climb the tree together!!" The prickly-haired boy with fried hair roared under the tree.

"Hey, hey?! Mr. Yuanyi" the little maid turned around, and a touch of red appeared in her sight.

The little maid seemed to have seen a savior, and looked at Yuan Yi who suddenly appeared with bright eyes: "Mr. Yuan Yi, hurry up and persuade Miss Ge, she is just recovering from a serious illness, it is very dangerous!"

I sat on the tree, dangling my feet in the air, looking at those beautiful red eyes from the air.

"I'm going down." I said softly.

The little maid let out a sigh of relief.

I stood up suddenly, staring at him with bright eyes: "Catch me!"

"Hey, wait a minute, Miss Song...!!"

The cry of the little maid who was still in shock was heard next to my ears, and I jumped off the tree just like that on tiptoe, the loose clothes were like bird feathers unfolding.

The person under the tree stretched out his hand, the wind whizzed by his ears, I fell down, and those hands took me into his arms.

So warm.

This person is simply a walking sun, always warm.

"What did you see?" Yuan Yi asked me.

I leaned against his chest, closed my eyes, moved my lips, and said softly: "There are many birds returning to their nests at sunset, the setting sun slanting in the west, red-hot clouds, and children under the trees."

I made a grimace: "A particularly vicious fried-haired kid."

"Do you want to go up again?" Yuan Yi said, "I also want to see what you see."

"Hey hey?!"

There was an inconceivable exclamation from the little maid next to him, and the other party stared at Mr. Honest Renyuanyi carefully and carefully, as if trying to refresh his own cognition.

I bet that if the little maid knew how to swear, she would definitely say "fuck me" now, after all, sometimes Yuanyi's brain circuit even makes my desire to complain extraordinarily high.

I stretched out my hand, wrapped it around his neck, and rubbed my face with a smile: "Okay, but I don't want to climb trees anymore."

Yuanyi suddenly picked me up, as if he was holding me across the vast white snow field in a fantasy, with a light tap on his toes, he stepped on the slender branches all the way up, as nimbly as a squirrel jumping in the forest Same.

"Pretty isn't it?" I said.

Yuanyi's soft eyelashes drooped down: "Very beautiful."

"But it's very lonely." I said softly, "When I was in Konoha, I always ran to the back mountain by myself, climbed to that tree, and sat on it for a whole day. I'll go back when I'm out."

"I won't be alone anymore." Yuan Yi said, "I will always be here."

"I'm not going to die," he said again.

I have seen death all my life, loved ones, enemies, strangers, some people want me dead, some people desperately want me to live, but no one, like now, wants me to die Promised that he would not die until Yuan Yi appeared.

"You have to keep your word."

The evening wind gently brushed against his cheeks, lifting the broken hair on his forehead, and a sour taste gushed out of his nose.

As the sun sets, the sky is the clash of night and day, the embers of burning, the last ray of light sinks, the sky turns into a deep dark blue, and the stars climb up the sky from the distant mountains.

I sat on a branch, dangling my feet, and slowly told Yuanyi about my past, for example, the first time I ate candy from someone else was on the first day of the Lunar New Year’s Day when it was still snowing. Holding a child is a dead straight man who has no good looks towards anyone except his younger brother. When he grows up, his face is even more fierce. The friend of the dead straight man is a stupid idiot with a watermelon head of good soil and soil. I like it the most. The first one is the little nephew Quan Nai, who is soft like a little bun. When he grows up, he is kind and understanding. Many girls in the clan like him, but he has never found a girl he likes.

There is also my mother who can sing, my sister-in-law Eri who has always been very kind to me, brother Tajima who is honest and upright, and my senior uncle who taught me sword skills.

I have been picking and choosing to tell him, telling him the most precious treasure in my heart, and he sits next to me and listens carefully, as if he wants to remember all my words verbatim .

I babbled and told him what happened in the past, and he listened tirelessly. The person who told me forgot the time, and the person who listened also forgot the time, until I was so hungry that I protested and let out a gurgling sound.

"Do you want to go down?" Yuan Yi said.

"Okay." The thick-skinned me was not embarrassed, and put my arms around his neck.

He wrapped his arms around my waist, stood on tiptoe, his red feathers whirled in the wind, his whole body was like a red bird spreading its wings.

The author has something to say:

Yan Sheng: I have been beaten so badly by you, but you told me that you don't know how to breathe? ! 【Air into a puffer fish jpg.】

In the next chapter, we are ready to let Boss Scraps come out.

Yuanyi: ...【Draw out the knife jpg.】

感谢在2020-11-1223:34:44~2020-11-1611:21:33期间为我投出霸王票或灌溉营养液的小天使哦~

Thanks to the little angel of irrigation nutrient solution: 1 bottle of peach ring;

Thank you very much for your support, I will continue to work hard!