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

It was already dawn, and the possibility of ghosts afraid of the sun haunting the daytime was almost zero.

At the moment when the sun rises, the sounds of dogs and horses in Huajie gradually calm down, the lights under the eaves are extinguished, and the cherry blossoms in spring are still as prosperous as last night, weighing heavily on the branches.

I went all the way back to the Yang's house that I sneaked into last night. This time I didn't use the transformation technique to sneak in. After confirming the Japanese room where Yuanyi was, I walked along the window sill and went directly through the window.

There is only Yuanyi in the Japanese room.

The clothes on his body were changed into bright and complicated kimonos, his loose hair was slightly curly, like charcoal fire burning in winter, his skin was as fair as high-quality mutton fat jade, his lips were dotted with vermilion lip balm, and the corners of his eyes were painted with fine lines. Eyeliner, red eyes bright as fire, calm as water.

Water and fire are incompatible, but these two things can appear in the same person without any violation.

I:"……"

The corners of my eyes twitched, and I had to accept the fact that the cub I had raised for nearly 20 years had turned into a womanizer.

"Song." His lips, stained with scarlet lip balm, parted slightly, and he called my name.

"You..." I looked at the beautiful person in front of me, and the corner of my mouth couldn't help twitching.

"Ms. Liangzi's dress." Yuan sat on the tatami in an orderly manner.

Mrs. Liangzi, the two men who stared at Ji Guo with piercing eyes, ah no, it was the proprietress of Yangwu who the Ji Guo sisters talked about as peerless beauties.

I held my forehead with great pain in my heart, wishing I could finish the task immediately and leave with Yuan Yi on my shoulders.

I respect the characteristics of each person. If the other party wants to make long-term development on this characteristic, I will also respect his personal wishes. After all, people are not puppets. Everyone has their own thoughts, which may limit a person His personal freedom, but his freedom of thought cannot be restricted forever.

That being said, it doesn't mean I can accept Yuanyi's job change from a ghost hunter to an oiran.

The place where Yan Sheng and Watanabe live is not in the same Japanese room as Yuanyi, but it is not far away. Two beauties and one with a pretty good appearance came to the store. The Japanese room is for three people to live in, and it seems that they attach great importance to the three of them.

But this is destined to be a joyous occasion, not to mention that it is impossible for Yuanyi and his elder brother to jump from the Ghost Killing Team to Huajie. The two of them are not suitable for this kind of occupation just because of their gender.

If it weren't for Watanabe's bad idea, how could there be such a moth.

I investigated all night, first of all, the place where the deceased was born, the people who were attacked by ghosts were scattered in every corner of this flower street, from the Yangwu where the popular oiran was, down to the inferior place where the lowest geisha was, almost all have.

The cannibal ghost hides in this flower street in this way. The places of the dead are scattered, and the timing of the cannibalism is irregular. Run away, or conversely hunt ghost hunters.

"This Yang's house also died of a ghost a month ago." I said, "You have to be careful."

"I will." The eyelashes like butterfly wings flapped, Yuan looked down at me, even sitting, I was a bit shorter than him, "Don't worry about me, I won't die."

"Ge must live." Yuan Yi said, "We must live together."

"I know." I said softly.

I can be sure, with him here, I will definitely be able to make this trip worthwhile.

Yuanyi also told me that Miss Maoxue, the oiran of this house, fell ill a month ago and did not recover for a long time. Doctor, but this still failed to cure Ms. Maoyuki's illness.

"A female doctor came here in the past few days." Yuan Yi said, "Miss Mao Xue's illness has improved because of her treatment."

And this female doctor only came here to treat Miss Maoxue when night fell.

"Have you seen the female doctor?" I asked.

Yuanyi shook his head: "No."

"But I saw Miss Maoxue." Yuanyi continued, "She is already terminally ill, and all the organs in her body are failing."

"The doctor's medicine only slows down the speed of exhaustion."

"I see." I should see this female doctor.

Yuanyi looked at me calmly, with no special expression on his face as usual.

After joining the ghost killing team, he has seen all kinds of deaths. Every time he performs a ghost hunting mission, different people will be attacked by ghosts and suffer death that is not treated like a human.

At the age of eight, the first life he witnessed was not someone else, but his mother. When talking about his mother, the expression on his face was also indifferent. Life and death are just the laws of nature. It seems that I have integrated these principles and laws in my heart since I was a child.

The young Yuanyi seemed to understand this too, and when talking about his deceased mother, his expression was always indifferent.

His expressionless face all the year round is like a god statue in a shrine, his emotional fluctuations are so slight that they are almost inaudible, his sword skills are beyond compare, and his breathing method is unmatched.

But I know that he is just a dull child.

The first lost life I ever witnessed was killed by me. I was at a loss while holding my bloody hands.

I don't cry, and I don't vomit like the senior who killed me for the first time said, wanting to spit out the last night's meal, all I have is at a loss.

"You did a good job, Yuge." The old man in the clan heard about my achievements, and that's all he said to me, "You are the pride of the Uchiha clan."

I am an instrument of war.

Unparalleled talent is not important, what is important is that I am a good knife, can complete the task perfectly, survive the task intact, and perform the task again.

Facing the first life that passed away, the life that died under my own knife, I had no fear, no sadness, no fear, and I was even so dull that I had no expression on my face.

Many people regard my state of being different from ordinary people as "the characteristics of an extraordinary genius" or "a ruthless person with a cold temperament". After many years, I was called a Rakshasa. My people are becoming more and more convinced of this.

However, Yuanyi's state of being different from ordinary people is considered by people, including his elder brother, as "the son of God with perfect integrity". Years of undefeated ghost hunting career in the Ghost Killing Team also made the Ghost Killing Team believe in them even more. Lord Rizhu is the so-called Son of God who is favored by God.

When I overheard members of the Ghost Killing Team talking about this, I just put down my teacup with a calm expression and told them: "You guys are thinking too much, he just doesn't know."

I always remember their puzzled and surprised expressions, which made people feel a little funny.

"It's just that I don't understand why people die and life is lost." I told them, "When I really understand, the pain will be so painful."

So it's not the so-called "characteristics of genius" and "favor of the gods" at all, it's nothing more than letting oneself miss the sorrow of the past.

"Sister Eri, my mother is dead." I looked up at Sister Eri who was a lot taller than me at that time.

Sister-in-law Eri knelt down silently, stretched out her hand and hugged me into her arms, and told me in a hoarse voice: "Cry, cry, Yuge, you can cry with confidence."

Only then did I know that my tears could not stop flowing out like a river that had broken its embankment.

"Song." Yuan Yi said softly, "You won't die, right?"

We used to know nothing about death, but when we knew it, we couldn't help being afraid.

Death brings loss, and fear of death comes from the fear of losing what you love.

Facing the imminent death, do you also feel a little afraid?Yuanyi.

I shook my head: "Of course I will die."

All will die.

Yuanyi was taken aback for a moment, the hands on his lap were unconsciously clenched, the kimono was crumpled by his grasp, and his head hung down, like a cat that has done something wrong.

"But not now." I curled the corner of my mouth.

"..." Yuan Yi pursed his lips and did not speak.

"My hair will be gray and I won't be able to walk," I said. "I will grow old, and then you will be an old man, an old man with gray hair."

"At that time, I will die."

"That's good." Yuan Yi slowly stretched out his hand to me, holding my face, "At that time, we will die together."

The warm forehead touched mine, he was very close, his breath was in the distance, the long hair slipped down the shoulders, and it was slightly itchy on my neck.

The rising sun in the morning becomes more and more gentle, and it spills over the vermilion window lattice into the Japanese room, and the warm breath of the sun is just a short distance away.

"Okay." The corners of my mouth couldn't help but curl up.

The life I long for has always been simple, from death to life.

I yawned. Although my current body is getting closer to my body that has been baptized by war, it is still not my body. It would not be a problem if I didn't sleep for ten days and a half months before. At most, I was a little tired , and now, just staying up all night makes me tired.

Yuanyi pressed my head and pressed me on his knee.

I froze and lay on his lap as quiet as a chicken, unable to speak for a long time.

After a while, Yuanyi's voice came from the top of his head: "Mrs. Liangzi said that this can make people relax."

I:"……"

Let's smash this damn place with Susanoo.

What was useless was that I actually slept on his lap for half an hour.

Not promising, really worthless!

I decided to meet the female doctor who treated Miss Uyuki's disease.

No matter how you think about it, it only appears at night, which makes ghost hunters think of evil spirits.

I have been in contact with highly intelligent ghosts who know how to use humans several times in a row, and I have a new understanding of "ghosts". They are ghosts, and they used to be humans. In this world, is there any creature more cunning than humans?

If it is really an ordinary doctor, that would be great, but if it is an evil spirit, then it is necessary to kill it.

"How to do the song?" Yuanyi asked me, with a hint of curiosity in his eyes.

"Can you see Miss Uyuki?" I asked.

"Yes." Yuan Yi replied without hesitation.

"Then you hug me." I said without thinking.

Yuanyi:? ? ?

So when night fell that day, I stretched out my hand and made a seal, and with a "bang—" I turned into a black cat.

A person in the Japanese room, a cat, stared wide-eyed and small-eyed for a long time before I slowly raised my paw, licked the soft meat ball according to the habit of a cat, and gave me a noble and cold look. My own cub: "That's no problem."

Facts have proved that my cub's brain circuit is always different from ordinary people. He stretched out his hands, passed through my armpits, and hugged me.

I:"……"

This posture is inexplicably familiar.

……

Isn't this the posture you use to hold oranges?

Bah!

I'm not a real cat, why are you hugging me like this?

"The song really looks like a cat." Yuan put me in his arms, as if talking to himself or talking to me.

I stretched out my fluffy paws, if it was someone else, I would have scratched them with my nails to disfigure him, but this is my cub, how could I be cruel and cruel with such a pretty face?So I just pressed the soft pads against his cheeks and pushed his face away.

"Stop playing, do business."

"Okay." Yuan Yi said seriously, "I'll hug you again."

After finishing speaking, I buried my face on my back and took a deep breath.

I:"……"

I suddenly discovered something unknown about my cub.

Seeing your kid with a slumped face and serious expression, I didn't expect to be a cat pie.

I watched Yuanyi's indifferent expression silently, stretched out my hand to hold my paw, and squeezed my fleshy ball with my slender white fingers.

I:"……"

Well, it's still a ball control.

"puff."

I seemed to be hallucinating, and he was actually laughing.

The corners of the mouth were raised, the eyebrows and eyes were curved in a smile, and the whole person became alive, as if it was the bright morning sun in spring.

"Stop playing." I numbly pushed his face with my paw.

Can laugh, why don't you smile more?

Smile more, look, how beautiful you look when you smile.

"Okay." Yuanyi carried me out with a satisfied hug.

When the sound of the shamisen sounded again, the night of this street was shrouded again. The bright lights reflected the stars inlaid on the sky, and the curves drawn by the mountains in the sky were hidden in the night.

The advantages of turning into a cat to inquire about information are obvious, but the disadvantages are also obvious, the most obvious being Watanabe.

"When did Mr. Yuanyi hug a cat again?" Watanabe couldn't help asking in a low voice when he saw the black cat in Yuanyi's arms, and even Ji Guoyan Sheng's eyes grew more Very curious.

They have all seen the oranges of the three-color cats raised at home. They bask in the sun on the roof in spring, hide in layers of branches and leaves in summer, and come back with finely broken leaves in autumn. When the sun comes out in winter, the oranges Rolling in the snow covered with wisteria flowers.

Yuanyi told them: "This is a song."

Yan Sheng: "..."

Watanabe: "..."

Watanabe asked me with a serious face: "Excuse me, Miss Ge, can I touch your meatball?"

I:"……"

I gave him a noble and glamorous look from the corner of my eye, and the words "Get out, don't suffer from me" were written brightly in the black cat's eyes.

Presumptuous, Lao Tzu's meat balls are also within the reach of ordinary people like you?

Watanabe: "..."

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"Which room is Miss Maoxue in?" I raised my paw and licked it, then realized something and quickly lowered my paw.

Hell, after turning into a cat, why would he unconsciously make cat movements?

"It's the Japanese room at the far east." Yan Sheng looked at the cat in Yuan's arms twitchingly from the corner of his eyes, and he was still amazed at the ninja's kaleidoscopic transformation even if he saw it for the second time.

I turned my head and looked at the corridor that stretched forward. The geisha had already arrived at work. Except for these three guys with ulterior motives, the rest went out to entertain guests conscientiously, or they were busy with the work that they needed to do in their positions.

The rooms on both sides of this corridor are places for people to rest, and almost no one is walking around now.

"Miss Rilun!"

"Miss Yue Ji!"

"Miss Ah Shui!"

From another section of the corridor came the hurried calls of the geisha, and a series of hurried footsteps on the floor.

I:"……"

This name, I use my toes to figure out who is calling it.

Out of the corner of his eye, he saw Ji Guo Yan Sheng who was frozen. The other party still seemed not used to being called "Miss Yue Ji" as a big man.

sun wheel.

Yue Ji.

Mrs. Liangzi's name is really appropriate.

While I was feeling emotional, I was a little gloating at the same time. I am afraid that this black history will not be washed away even if it enters the coffin.

But don't worry, how can a man be called a man if he has no dark history?

I took another look at "Miss Yue Ji" whose face was as black as the bottom of a pot.

Tsk tsk, today's young people can't do it.

Back then, my eldest nephew was a man who was able to stand upright between the battlefield and Senshouzhu, and who was able to stand in the face of the oiran without changing his color | Lure the task object to obtain information and claim that the rose on the battlefield stands at the pinnacle of the ninja world.

Dressing up as a woman is a fart, I didn't let you go to sex|seduce.

After the three guys were dragged away by the geisha rushing over, I shook the cat's slender tail and raised my furry paws to wave goodbye to them, just like waving goodbye to the family members of an expedition samurai.

I walked along the corridor, the soft pads of the cat's paws stepped on the wooden boards, and there was no thumping sound like the geisha did just now. It was silent in the dark night with flickering candles, and a huge shadow cast its teeth and claws on the wall. , moving with my steps.

After confirming the room where Miss Maoxue was in, I found a window and turned out, and ran along the ridge to the window of the easternmost room.

"Miss Maoyuki."

I lay on the window sill, and heard a woman's voice, calm and soft, and I subconsciously felt that the voice was very familiar.

I looked up and saw the two women in the Japanese room. The candles in the lamp were flickering, casting the shadows of the two slender women on the wall hugely. It added a little rosiness to them.

I recognize two women, one is the woman who helped me out last night, and the other is the... ghost who is following Guiwu Tsuji.

The ghost was wearing a deep purple kimono, with an ordinary bun on his arm, and his lips were bright red, which contrasted sharply with his pale skin.

She frowned slightly: "Miss Mao Xue, you shouldn't go out casually, your current physical condition is very bad."

The woman smiled lightly and replied to the female ghost: "I'm sorry, Miss Zhushi, but I found a very interesting guest in Huajie."

"An interesting guest?" The female ghost named Zhu Shi softened her expression, "You can visit her after your health recovers."

"Miss Maoxue, I don't have much time to stay here." Miss Zhushi looked down at the weak woman lying in the quilt, with unconcealable sadness in her eyes, "The time I can recuperate your body is limited."

"Please……"

Miss Maoxue smiled lightly: "Miss Zhushi, I know what's going on with my body."

"I'm not saved, am I?" Miss Maoxue smiled slightly, "Don't worry too much about me, for a person like me, there is nothing to regret if he can die like this."

Ms. Zhushi looked at Ms. Maoxue calmly, the candlelight flickered in her purple hyacinth-like eyes, like a dancing fairy, and complicated emotions were mixed together, entangled in those eyes and could not be resolved. Can't fade.

"Do you really have no regrets?" Miss Zhu Shi asked softly.

Miss Maoxue shook her head: "Even if there is, there is no way to untie it."

"Thank you, Miss Zhushi." Miss Maoxue smiled slightly, "I know you are a woman with a story, and your eyes are very sad."

"I don't have time, but you still have it. That very interesting guest told me that if there is something you want to do, please do it boldly. As long as it ends in the end, it will be a worthwhile trip."

Miss Zhu Shi was stunned for a moment, then said softly: "I have something I want to do, and this thing must be done."

"That's great." Miss Maoxue smiled lightly, "You all have the courage to do what you want to do."

I lay down on the window sill and listened quietly to the conversation between the two women in the room.

There was no killing intent, no malice, and the bloody smell on the ghost named Zhu Shi was indistinguishable, which is why I couldn't recognize her as a ghost when we first met.

Oni Wu Tsuji is purely because of his great camouflage skills, and Zhu Shi is because she is a ghost, but she doesn't look like a ghost. I guess I was more like a ghost than she was more than 50 years ago.

Her eyes are too gentle and calm, not as strong and malicious as the ghosts I have encountered before.

I met a special ghost tonight.

The two women in the room talked again, and then Ms. Zhushi said goodbye to Ms. Mao Xue with the medicine box and left the Japanese room.

Only a pale woman and flickering candles remained in the Japanese room.

Quietly, only her inaudible breathing.

"Sorry, Nagano-kun."

Miss Maoxue covered her mouth tightly, and tried her best to swallow her crying back into her throat, leaving only intermittent sobs in the Japanese room.

The wind at night seemed a bit cold, I got up and my steps paused, my hind legs exerted strength, and I jumped onto the roof. I ran against the wind, stepping on the tiles without making a sound, and followed Zhu Shi's footsteps.

Like I said, I'm not a meddling person.

The author has something to say:

She still can't help being soft-hearted about the upright Ge Jiang.

Miss Zhu Shi is going to meet Ji Guo sister Hua soon.

Ms. Zhu Shi's impression of Yuan Yi: A tycoon who had to dress up as a woman and sneak into Huajie in order to perform a mission → the Chosen One who could chop Wu Mi into 1800 yuan and destroy him!

#wear the original:

Ms. Zhu Shi: You may not believe it, but the first time I saw Shang Xianyi was when he and his younger brother dressed as women. (Serious face JPG.)

Ghost Killing Team: Pupil Earthquake JPG.

Momotou: Oh, I really didn't expect that Master Hei Si Mou would have such an unknown hobby. (Bagua face JPG.)

Hei Si Mou: I'm not, I don't have it!What?The Son of God actually dresses up as a woman? !Don't spread rumors, how could a noble person like Yuanyi do such an inappropriate thing! (Draw the knife JPG.)

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