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

After I returned to the Sanyashiki Mansion from the Wisteria House, I was always dreaming uninterruptedly, and the timeline in the dream was messy.

Sometimes I dream of the snowy ritual night when I received candies from my seniors when I was a child.My whole body has a feeling of returning to that snowy night.I was wearing a thick cotton padded jacket, watching the bells tied with silk ribbons swaying in the snow wind from a distance through the children surrounding the priest.

Sometimes under the rainy eaves, my mother hugged me in her arms. At that time, I was not even five years old, and my body was still small. My mother could hold me in her arms like an adult bird covering its chicks with its wings. There are gurgling songs and the sound of rain pattering on the roof tiles.

Or when I was in Konoha, I saw myself leading a little girl with ginger hair in the flowing crowd. Little yellow girl.

The picture changed suddenly, this time it was a wooden house with thick straw piled on the roof, surrounded by green trees, the sunlight was hidden among the layers of green leaves, and you could hear To the chirping of birds.

I am very familiar with this place. This is the place where Yuanyi and I have lived for more than ten years.

The crimson hair appeared in front of my eyes, with the dangling sun ring earrings between the ends of the hair. The man was standing under the clean blue sky, the clouds above his head gathered and scattered, scattered and gathered, cast The shadows on the ground flickered on and off.

Yuanyi.

This was Yuanyi a few years ago.

Yuan Yi, about seventeen or eighteen years old.

Think about Yuanyi who is in his 20s looking at this Yuanyi in front of me. In just a few years, his appearance has become more and more mature. Yuan Yi, the roundness that symbolizes immaturity has faded away, and the eyeliner is raised upwards. Although I still have a character with a super long reflex arc, as long as I look at a certain girl, the other party will blush in all likelihood Run over to strike up a conversation.

I suddenly liked this dream a little bit.

So I just sat on a rock on the edge of the field, raised my chin and looked at Yuanyi who was still a boy.

Yuanyi in his youth was the same as Yuanyi in his 20s. People in the village used to think that the cat-like child I picked up was a bit weird. He was like a plant, without joy, without anger, and with few words The degree of cherishing words like gold, and the birthmark on his face, the neighbors worried that I was young and ignorant, and picked up some monster boys randomly, so they carefully reminded me.

People will always speculate on others because of the fear of the unknown, but they have no malicious intentions, so when I heard these words, I just smiled lightly and said something casually to expose this problem.

The superficial lack of joy and sorrow does not mean that he really has no joy and sorrow. When he is happy, he will laugh, and when he is unhappy, he will always sit under the eaves in a daze. It is just because of his long reflection arc that he cherishes words like gold. .

I know all this.

In his youth, Yuanyi still tied a ponytail, the red hair tail was warm, and he was wearing dark clothes that made it easy to move around. He was holding a woman with his right hand. The woman's face, oh, it was me.

The two people hold each other's hands. In the distance is the curve outlined by the mountains like a girl's eyebrows. The blue sky is a few strands of dark cooking smoke. The villages are scattered in the green forest, and the edges of the fields are shining. With white water light.

……

When I held hands with Yuanyi before, I didn't think it was strange. When his hand came over, my hand would naturally hold his hand. Yuanyi's hand was very warm. In winter, I even I can't bear to let go, but looking at it now...why does it feel like I've been stuffed with dog food?

very strange.

I was a little confused, my vision suddenly changed, and there was an extremely familiar warmth in my palm.The moment I looked up, I saw Yuanyi's face.

The arc of the corner of the mouth rose, Yuanyi looked down at me, smiling very happily.

It was rare for Yuan Yi to smile so brightly, I couldn't help but want to reach out and touch his cheek.

There is an extra familiar touch in the stomach.

Um?Uh-huh?Hmmmm?

Why are you touching my stomach?

I followed Yuanyi's line of sight and looked down, damn it, when did I become so fat?This belly is just like stuffing a watermelon inside!

Realization suddenly went dark, Yuanyi lowered his head, his jaw almost touched my forehead.

too close.

I can't help but look away, but the truth is I don't.

Standing on tiptoe, I lightly rubbed my forehead against Enichi's chin.

I froze for a moment, and there was a rush of heat on my cheeks.

"Song." Yuanyi's warm breath was in my ear, spraying on my skin.

So itchy.

The blood on my face surged. If I had a mirror now, I would probably see my blush the same color as a tomato in the mirror.

"I'm going to be a father," he said softly.

I was taken aback by this sentence.

Father...?

Yuanyi has always liked children, and this became more and more obvious as he grew older. Before he joined the ghost killing team, he was especially fond of children in the village. He was good-looking and tall, and children were raised by him. When he was high, he almost always shouted "do it again". The children in a village almost lined up to ask him to lift high, and he would take the trouble to lift them up one by one. After entering the ghost killing team, some members have already married wives When giving birth, I often hold other people's children in my arms and refuse to let go.

It turned out that he not only likes to compare other people's children, but also very eager to have his own children.

This is also normal, if Yuanyi is a child of an ordinary family, maybe he has already married a wife and had children, and the children can be soy sauce now. Didn't you see that his brother is already an old father with both children?

Will he have a beautiful wife?And then there's another well-behaved kid like him.

Yes, I will.

I looked up and looked at the face that I had been staring at for nearly 20 years, from a child to a teenager, and now to a mature and reliable adult. I don’t know when he was already taller than me. It’s like a malnourished kitten. I like to hold him by the waist every once in a while to see if he has gained weight. Now he is tall and big, and he has become a tall person He, the man who was lifted up became me.

After that time in the illusion, he seemed to have turned on some strange switch, picking me up and holding me high every now and then.

Are you...you will no longer need me one day?

I stretched out my hand, and touched his warm cheek with my fingertips. Yuan once held my hand, and put my palm on his cheek and gently rubbed it.

"You're going to be a mother too," he added.

I:"……"

what did you say?

Why can I understand every word, but I can't understand it together?

I looked down again at my swollen stomach that looked like it was stuffed with a watermelon, and at Yuan Yi's soft face with a deeper smile than usual.

When Sister-in-Law Eri was pregnant, Brother Tajima's smiling face flashed brightly with a straight face all day long. Now that I think about it, I feel like I was stuffed with dog food.

I:"……"

Oh, it turns out that this stomach is not fat, but pregnant.

Oh, it turns out that this stomach looks like a melon is stuffed because there is a baby in it.

Oh, so the child's father is Yuan Yi.

Oh, fuck the child... it seems to be me.

I... damn it! ! ! ! ! ! !

I am a beast! ! ! ! !

So I woke up from the dream again sweating profusely.

The impact of this dream on me is really more impactful than that of my elder nephew Bend, whose favorite is Senju Bashirama.

I sat up from the quilt like a corpse, but my forehead slammed on the wooden cabinet in front of the quilt, and the sound of "boom" resounded throughout the Japanese room.

The bird lying outside the window sill was startled by the sound. After chirping a few times, there was the sound of feathers rubbing against each other. The round bird fluttered its wings, jumped a few times on the wooden window sill, and said "tuk tuk" "The sound flew away from the window sill.

It hurts me.

I covered my forehead and shrank back into the quilt with a grin.

People say that there are dreams in the day and dreams in the night.

Desires often manifest themselves through dreams.

I had such a dream, and it was still so clear.

Does this also prove that in my heart, I actually have such thoughts about Yuanyi?

Ge, what are you doing, Ge! ! !

What a fucking beast I am, Yuanyi... Yuanyi is still a child! ! !

I collapsed and rolled up the quilt, and wrapped myself tightly in the quilt, but it was of no use at all, the temperature on my face was still gradually rising, and it was estimated that an egg would be cooked in no time.

"Tuk, tuk," someone tapped lightly on the wooden door frame outside the paper door.

"Song." The other party paused, "What's wrong with you?"

"Wait, don't come in!" After hearing the other party's voice, I immediately yelled at the top of my throat, and my heart, which had finally calmed down a little, began to beat like crazy again.

The sound of knocking on the door stopped, and I could see Yuanyi's figure through the door. The other party stood at the door without moving, obediently listened to my words and stood at the door without coming in.

I breathed a sigh of relief.

"I'm going to be a father."

In the dream, Yuanyi's curled mouth, warm hair, and gentle and low voice reappeared in his mind.

The temperature on the face rose again, and the face was almost burning. Through the chest cavity, a restless organ in the body was beating wildly, almost jumping out of the body.

Nothing!Nothing!

Just a nonsensical dream can put you in such a mess, living for so long in vain!

I took a deep breath, adjusted my body temperature and heartbeat with simple breathing, and after exhaling a few breaths, I climbed out of the bed to open the door for Yuanyi.

Before the wisteria flower house, I wrote a letter to briefly explain to the lord that I met Onimai Tsuji at the summer festival. On the day I returned to the Ubuyashiki mansion, the lord immediately held a shuraga meeting.

The protagonist who caught the ghost king's trace for the first time in hundreds of years was very excited, even though he still looked like an old-fashioned strategist, but I saw his hands trembling a few times for a moment.

He was excited.

For the first time in hundreds of years, he caught the ghost king's tail. Perhaps, the curse of the Ubuyashiki family that lasted for hundreds of years can end in his generation. Perhaps, the hatred between humans and ghosts that lasted for hundreds of years can be drawn in his generation. The next circle is over.

Except for a few people who were in the house of wisteria, the pillars at the meeting were all very excited, chattering, one voice at a time, their faces almost touching mine, eager to know that Gui Wu Tsuji was innocent. intelligence.

When I was about to hit someone with a bad temper, the lord was helped out from the inner room by the lord's wife, and the scene was quiet for a moment, otherwise they would have all been planted in the ground by then.

"Miss Song." The lord once said to me before the end of the Zhuhe meeting, "I don't think it's a coincidence that you will encounter Gui Wu Tsuji Mumi."

"There must be something in you that he's interested in."

Interested in something...?

"Please be careful."

I subconsciously touched my eyes.

Could it be this pair of ghost-like eyes that would interest it?

Whether it was or is now, the most attractive part of Uchiha is the eyes.

But apart from Yuanyi and myself, no one in this world knows about these eyes.

Where did he know about those eyes?

No, there should be a third person, or a ghost, the ghost in Inaoki Village who has read my memory, and that ghost has already been beheaded by me.

It is also not ruled out that the ghost's memory was transmitted to Ghost Wu Tsuji through the blood of the ghost king in its body.

"I will pay attention." I put down my hand, "Thank you very much for your reminder."

Really troublesome blood.

After eating breakfast, Yuanyi went out with a knife in his pocket. It seemed that he had an important mission to kill ghosts today. I heard that the ghosts to be killed were very strong.

"Wait for me to come back," he said.

I'm not worried that the ghost will hurt him. He is very strong. Maybe he didn't see it before, but after joining the ghost killing team, his strength has become more and more obvious. If he lives in the same world and the same era as me, he will not be equal. In addition to Ninja Shura and the God of Ninja, there will also be an awesome Ninja-sama in the ninja world.

But after thinking about it, with his personality that doesn't like fighting, maybe he will live in a corner and spend his life quietly.If it wasn't for Guiwu Tsuji's lackey who ran to the ravine to die, maybe he would have lived with me in the countryside for the rest of his life.

"Okay." I said, "If there is any uncertainty, ask the crow to notify me."

As soon as Karen left the Sanyashiki mansion, I was called to Butterfly by Butterfly.

There seems to be a little clue about the striped swordsman.

When I arrived at Butterfly House, Butterfly was still fiddling with the potion in his hand, wearing white gloves and simple white clothes.

Butterfly’s full name is Inouegawa Butterfly. Her grandfather used to be a physician who served nobles in the court. He runs the Butterfly House and develops various potions against ghosts and vampires.

Butterfly, who inherited the talents of her grandfather and mother, has even improved her talent in making potions to deal with ghosts.

"Ah, Miss Song is here." Butterfly put down the potion in her hand and said to me with a smile.

The little girl smiled harmlessly to humans and animals, even sweet and pleasant, but on the surface she was the type that boys liked, but I knew that it was she who broke the bones of the team members with a smile when they met for the first time. The blade was coated with wisteria flower poison, and she was the one who stabbed the knife into the ghost's neck with a smile and chopped off the ghost's head.

To sum up, this girl is a white cut black, the kind who cuts it like a sesame stuffing.

Butterfly turned and walked into the inner room, and took out a stack of papers from it.

"This is the death record of members of the Ghost Slayer Squad for nearly two months." Butterfly handed the stack of papers to me, "There are detailed information on it."

I took the thick stack of paper handed over by Butterfly and frowned.

"It's very abnormal, Miss Song." Butterfly told me.

"It's really abnormal." My hand involuntarily squeezed the paper in my hand.

Among the dead players counted above, the number of stripes is very small, but it is eye-catching enough.

It is not uncommon to die in battle with ghosts.If the stripes are turned on, the strength will indeed rise to another level, but there is still the possibility of death when encountering powerful ghosts.

"This team member is called Yamada." Butterfly stretched out her white finger and pointed to the message of one of them. "He didn't die in the battle with the ghost, but after that."

I froze for a moment, and couldn't help turning my head to look at the butterfly.

"I checked his body." Butterfly said, "Although there are injuries, they are all minor injuries, not fatal."

"It's obviously a 25-year-old body, but the organs show signs of being overloaded for a long time." Butterfly continued, "The breathing stopped almost instantly."

I looked through the information in my hand again, and found that those who died and had stripes, the age of death was 25 years old, accounting for a large part.

Heck.

My hands tightened involuntarily, and the paper in my hand was crumpled into a ball.

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