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

I picked up my steps and followed the pace of the ghost leaving.

The bloody smell on this ghost is very faint, so faint that it almost makes people think that she hasn't eaten people, but I still can't be sure that she hasn't eaten people.

The ghost with the medicine box walked through the brightly lit street and the bustling crowd. From the beginning to the end, she lowered her head, didn't look at people, and didn't pay attention to the eyes of others looking at her, just walked forward in silence.

After walking for a while, she stopped suddenly, turned around vigilantly and looked around, then picked up the medicine box and continued walking.

I maintained the posture of a cat, stood on the ridge of the roof, and looked down at her. After she continued to walk forward, I kicked my hind legs and jumped onto the roof next door, following the path she walked forward.

What a good intuition, to be able to sense that someone is following her.

No, maybe, it wasn't me she discovered.

I watched her carry the medicine box all the way to a Yang's house, the geisha at the door greeted her very respectfully, nodded slightly, and then she went in.

I found a ledge and jumped in.

After finding the room where Ms. Zhushi was, she was putting down the medicine box in her hand. Candles danced in the bronze lamp, and the furnishings in the Japanese room were very simple. There were a few books, a medicine box, some potions, and a white porcelain vase on the table. There are cherry blossoms that are in full bloom in the season, and a bronze mirror, which reflects the beautiful face of a woman and the candle flames dancing in the cup.

"Come out." Miss Zhu Shi said softly, "You followed me all the way."

I lay on the window sill and quietly looked at the woman in the room, wearing a deep purple kimono, vermilion lips, and a face with a faint expression after parting from Miss Uyuki.

With a "boom", a person fell from the ceiling of the room, no, it was a ghost to be precise.

I am not the only one following Miss Zhushi, there is also a ghost.

When lying on the window sill, I smelled a faint smell of blood, which was different from Miss Zhu Shi's blandness, but a kind of smell that was deliberately covered up. The moment the ghost appeared, the smell of blood in the room was suddenly strong Get up, even choking people.

This ghost ate many people.

It was a female ghost wearing a women's kimono. It looked like an ordinary geisha, not a prosperous oiran.

"Zhu Shi." The ghost said, "As a ghost, you actually help humans."

Miss Zhu Shishi pursed her lips: "What I do is none of your business, as long as it doesn't hinder that lord."

The ghost giggled: "Don't think I don't know, you always rely on that adult's tolerance for you to get close to humans, why, do you want to become humans?"

I saw that Miss Zhushi's hands were tightly clenched under her kimono, and it took a long time before I took a deep breath and let go of the tightly clenched hands.

"That lord is here right now." Miss Zhu Shi's face was cold and hard, "You also know that lord doesn't allow cannibalism, and deliberately ran up to me to provoke me. I doubt that you want to disobey that lord. wishes."

I squinted my eyes.

Gui Wu Tsuji Wu Mi, in a corner of this flower street.

The ghost gritted his teeth, and his face gradually became tense: "You...don't be too arrogant!"

"Go out." Miss Zhu Shi's expression turned sharp, "Instead of provoking me, why don't you think about it, how can that adult be satisfied."

"You don't need to talk nonsense! I will definitely dedicate the head of the ghost hunter to that lord!" The ghost gritted his teeth and retreated unwillingly.

Zhu Shi was the only one left in the Japanese room.

The woman stood in the empty Japanese room, staring blankly at the lonely full moon for a long time before sitting on the tatami mat with her forehead supported.

In an instant, a deep hatred spread from her body, like a surging wave, constantly rolling in the air, but miraculously returned to silence at the end, the moment she put down her hand, her face was as gentle as usual, It was that gentle female doctor in Miss Maoxue's room again.

"cat……?"

She noticed me squatting by the window, and was a little dazed.

"What are you doing here so late?" she said to me softly. "Come on, it's not safe here, little one."

Is it really a ghost?

I looked at her suspiciously. The ghosts I have seen are all creatures that magnify the negativity when I was a human being. The good side of human nature seems to disappear when I transform into a ghost. Everything is full of malice, especially to living things.

"Are you hungry?" She thought for a while, and took out a snack wrapped in a handkerchief from the bottom of the table, which looked like some kind of food. She paused her hands, and then said to me with a sorry face, "Sorry, cat You can't eat this stuff."

I am a cat lover. My experience of raising ninja cats since I was a child tells me that ordinary cats can’t eat all the things that humans eat. Forget about ninja cats. The digestive system of ordinary cats is very different from that of humans. Human intestines can bear it. The cat's intestinal tract may not be able to bear the food. If you give the cat random food, you may get sick from eating it.

Even a cat can't help thinking about it.

This female ghost looks very careful and considerate.

"I'm a ghost now," I heard her say again, with palpable pathos in her voice, "I can't eat these things either."

"But little guy...if I know...I know...I will definitely not become a ghost, I would rather die..." Miss Zhu Shi lowered her head, bent over, covered her face with her palms, her body trembling , as if the whole person is going to collapse in the next second.

I saw that she was biting her lip so hard that she bled. The sharp fangs pierced her lip, and blood oozes from the damaged part of her lip.

"That man...I absolutely...will never forgive him!" Clenching her teeth tightly, her fangs pierced her lips, blood swallowed into her stomach, tumbling hatred, helpless sorrow.

"mum--"

I lost all my integrity as a human being, jumped off the window sill, wagged my tail, tiptoed, and walked around the table.

what am i doing?

I do not know.

comfort her?

I do not know either.

"Ghosts are sad creatures."

Enichi said this to me when he beheaded the evil spirit for the first time.

The sky is blue and high, and the wind is a little warmed by the sun.

Yuan Yi stood under the wisteria trellis, the shattered sunlight kissed his brows and eyes lightly, and his crimson hair was dyed with golden light, he told me while holding the knife in his hand.

He was right, ghosts are sad creatures.

The sorrow in this woman is constantly pouring out from her slender body. It seems that the small body can't hold such a big sorrow at all. to leak out.

"mum--"

I flicked my tail and let out another cry.

As for the "that adult" she just said, I think it is most likely the ghost Wu Tsuji.

In the past, when I heard this name from the mouth of any ghost, the ghost's mouth would unconsciously carry emotions of fanaticism and fear, but in Miss Zhushi's mouth, all I could feel was depression, suppressing my true feelings, not It is a disguise, a deceit, for any of its kind to perceive that it is trying to act like their kind.

The hatred under that soft and peaceful face was like a torrential flood, but she had to suppress it.

What are you going to do?

Do you hate Ghost Mai Tsuji?

No, what you hate is not only Wumi Oniwu Tsuji, but also yourself, who was deceived by ghosts, abandoned your human identity, and devoted yourself to the evil ghost.

This is my hunch.

The time passed by like this, and I squatted on the dressing table, watching her cry silently and without tears, biting my lips, swallowing the sobs back into my mouth, covering my face with my hands, Cover up your sadness.

It was a long time before she stopped crying and shaking.

"I will pay for the sins I have committed." Miss Zhu Shi said softly.

I squatted by the table and looked at her quietly with the eyes of a cat at this time. The makeup on my face was a little messy because of the gaffe just now. After I wiped my eyes hastily with the back of my hand, my face returned to calm again.

"mum--"

I elongated my voice and called out again.

Miss Zhu Shi raised her head subconsciously and looked at me.

I squatted on the table, looking straight into her dark eyes like purple hyacinth eyes.

Miss Zhu Shi was taken aback by me.

The Gouyu in the pupils was spinning, like a slowly spinning vortex, absorbing everything in sight.

Come on, look at me.

Look at me, look into my eyes.

Don't think about anything, just look into my eyes.

The black pupil turned red as thick as blood, and the fundus of the eye continued to rotate, and three black hook jades spun out, and finally stagnated in the fundus of the eye.

Eyes are the windows of the soul, and my eyes can peek into the deepest memory through this window.

I still can't trust her, what is more convincing than her words is memory.

The ghost in front of me stared blankly into my eyes, the frosty moonlight diffused into the Japanese-style room and fell on the small table, the moonlight was like a mirror that had been cut into pieces, the night cherry blossoms outside the window fluttered with the wind When it fell to the ground, mottled shadows quietly fell on the tatami, swaying with the wind from time to time.

The face of the ghost in front of me was as pale as white porcelain, the deep purple kimono, the pretty face, and the dull look, like the exquisite white porcelain dolls I had seen in the cabinet.

"mum--"

I follow her eyes and spy on her memory all the way.

A pale woman, a gentle husband, and a well-behaved child.

Except for the terminally ill woman, the complete family, the gentle family, everything is so beautiful.

"I want to watch my kids grow up."

This is her wish.

"Give me a little more time, please."

I also prayed to the gods, but my body became weaker and weaker day by day.

His face became paler and his breathing became more and more difficult, and he coughed up blood from his throat from time to time. In the end, he didn't even have the strength to walk, so he could only lie in bed every day.

"Isn't it good to become a ghost?"

That man, Onimai Tsuji Mumi, stretched out his hand to her, tempting her to become another creature with infinite time.

When I saw this, I already knew roughly why Ms. Zhushi became a ghost, and I also roughly guessed why she was a ghost, but she had such a strong hatred for Onimai Tsuji who turned her into a ghost.

I saw with my own eyes that the woman killed her beloved husband and child. The sharp nails that grew after turning into a ghost cut the child's throat and tore open the husband's abdomen. Blood was splashed on the wall and the tatami was stained Brilliant red.

"Ccrunch."

The flesh was torn apart, the tendons and bones were bitten, and sticky blood was splashed all around.

The shadow of the woman who had turned into another creature fell on the blood-splattered wall, trembling with the flickering of the candle, dripping blood trickled down the ground to the entrance.

When everything returned to calm, the sober woman stared blankly at the remains of her husband and child, as well as the blood on her hands, and the flesh and blood that hadn't been swallowed completely remained in her mouth.

The wailing of the woman who lost her lover pierced the night, as shrill as a wounded beast.

It broke our hearts.

When I saw this, I didn't read any more, and I directly withdrew from Miss Zhu Shi's spiritual world.

In reality, Ms. Zhu Shi suddenly came back to her senses, and she seemed to have sensed that someone was spying on her spiritual world. After breaking away, she gasped heavily, her pupils trembling violently in her eye sockets, her hands resting on the tatami mat and The hand covering his chest trembled violently.

"Who are you?" Miss Zhu Shi finally noticed me, she clenched her hands tightly and bit her vermilion lips.

My eyes haven't retracted yet, so I squatted on the window sill with my vermilion sharing eyes, looking at her calmly like a cat.

"You hate Mumi Onimui Tsuji very much." I said that name on purpose to prove that I am not a ghost and I will not be manipulated by Mumi Onimui Tsuji.

In my perception, there is no Sanshenjutsu or ninjutsu in this world. Human beings who can change their body shape at will will make people think of ghosts.

Facts have proved that even if you say this, you will be suspected, ah no, it is suspected by ghosts.

"I think we can talk for a while." I continued.

Although one is a ghost, and the other is a person who used to live like a ghost, but for the time being, they have quite a common language in terms of hating ghost Wuji Tsuji.

Maybe we can have a very pleasant chat.

……

After a brief conversation, I left Zhushi’s Yang’s house, and ran towards Huajian’s house quickly. The pads stepped on the tiles to displace the tiles, and the tiles collided with the tiles to make a slight collision. Voice.

The sound of shamisen strings, the red candlelight of lanterns, and the light laughter of women.

I skimmed over the roof, jumped off the roof, walked through the bustling crowd with ease, and ran all the way to the bird house.

"I know you can't say much, so you just say yes or no."

……

"Ghost Mai Tsuji is in this flower street."

"Yes."

"The ghosts in this street, besides you, Ghost Wu Tsuji, the ghost just now, and other ghosts."

"Yes."

"The ghost already knows the traces of the ghost hunter in Huajie."

"Yes."

"You hate Oni Mai Tsuji because he lied to you and made you lose your family."

"Yes."

……

I was running fast, with the wind blowing by my ears, passing by one shop after another, passing by all kinds of people, the things in my sight were elongated, and even the colors were mixed together.

In my mind is the conversation with Ms. Zhushi, there is no fear of being beheaded, and there is no panic. Ms. Zhushi talked with me calmly, and even made a cushion for me to sit on the tatami. Unceremoniously squatted up.

"Aren't you afraid of death?" I asked her, "After Onimai Tsujimu's tragic death, you with his blood in your body will also be affected."

I don't have much contact with Oni Wu Tsuji, but I'm sure that the blood that Oni Wu Tsuji injects into Oni's body is not just as simple as monitoring the Oni's actions anytime, anywhere.

Miss Zhu Shi just shook her head lightly, "I am a sinful woman, if I die to kill that man, it is a worthy death."

"My name is Ge." I said, "You can find me at the Huajian House on the east side. I will stay here before killing the ghosts lurking in Huajie."

Miss Zhu Shi paused: "Please be careful, Miss Song."

"Before that, that man was angered by ghost hunters." Purple hyacinth-colored eyes looked worriedly at me who kept the cat posture.

"After the appearance of the swordsman who used the breathing method, the ghosts were hunted down by the ghost hunters, but humans were still ignored."

"Until a swordsman provoked him by spying on the ghost's memory through the ghost's eyes." Ms. Zhu Shi said, "Although it is unbelievable, some people did use a method similar to the blood ghost technique to spy on the ghost's memory, so they got A lot of information about that man."

It is not inconceivable that the swordsman that Ms. Zhushi said is probably me. Besides, in my memory, there are many people who can do this kind of thing. Among the Uchiha clan, the eyes have evolved to a certain level. A family of ninjas, even some ninjas who are not famous for illusion, have a lot of research on memory stealing.

I sat on the cushion and listened to her, subconsciously raised my paw and licked it.

Looking up, I saw Miss Zhu Shi's puzzled eyes.

I:"……"

I quickly lowered my paw.

Oh day.

"Men are very annoyed by this," continued Miss Zhushi.

"I see, thank you very much, I have to go." I wagged my tail and stood up on all fours, "Please be careful, Miss Zhushi."

Ms. Zhushi is a ghost, she is not accepted by people, but also hates Ghost Wu Tsuji, an undercover undercover in an embarrassing situation, and accidents may happen at any time.

"Thank you very much, Miss Song." Before leaving, Miss Zhu Shi gave me a very formal gift as a thank you.

thank me for what

I did nothing.

Against the wind, I ran on the roof, all the way to Huajian House, the soft pads stepped on, sometimes tiles, sometimes bluestone ground, passing by, sometimes bustling crowds, Sometimes it's an empty roof.

Words may be deceiving, but memory cannot be deceiving. There are past memories stored in my mind. Even through illusory images, I can feel the sadness that seems to burst out of the embankment, as well as my love for deception. She, and Onimai Tsuji, who turned her into an oni, have deep hatred.

I think I can understand her a little bit.

Because of becoming a ghost, Miss Zhushi killed her husband and children.

Because of my father's wishes, I was forced by the client to draw a sword against him.

One is a ghost, and the other is a person who lives like a ghost.

Same sadness.

I didn't intend to do anything, I just wanted to make up for my past regrets on Miss Zhu Shi.

The author has something to say:

It has become a cat song in every sense:  …

after a long time:

(Still the No.1 name·song angle of view)

The sun in the morning is very good, and it falls from the wisteria trellis beside the eaves, and it falls warmly on people's skin.

I sat on the floor under the eaves, dangling my feet.

The door of the Japanese room behind was opened, and after a few light footsteps, Yuanyi sat next to me.

As soon as my head was tilted, I naturally leaned my head on his shoulder.

"The song is like a cat." Yuan Yi said softly.

The last time I said this, I was turned into a cat when I was performing a ghost hunting mission in Huajie.

"Well." I responded to him gently, "You are also a cat. When I first saw you, I thought you were like a leisurely cat."

"Ge is still a cat who likes to bask in the sun." Yuan Yi smiled and rolled his eyes, "I like Song like a cat very much."

This guy has really become more and more good at talking in the past two years, so old that I couldn't help but blush.

I bulged my cheeks.

"I want to see the song from that time." Yuan Yi continued.

I:"……"

Me: "Don't even think about it."

As soon as I looked up, I met a pair of red eyes, clean, pure eyes without a trace of magazines.

I:"……"

I gave up my seal: "You have won."

(Yan Sheng's perspective):

Zhu of the Ghost Killing Team made an appointment to discuss sword skills together in the afternoon, and Ji Guoyan Sheng arrived as scheduled and arrived at the dojo early.

Yan Sheng noticed that his younger brother, who was one step late, was holding a black cat in his arms.

Ge likes cats, and he can't help but hug them when he sees them. What's more, there is a cat named Orange at home, and even the indifferent Son of God can't help but pet a cat when he sees it.

"Good afternoon, elder brother." Yuan Yi greeted him with the cat in his arms.

The cat couldn't help but purr comfortably in his brother's arms, and his cozy demeanor looked like a grandpa.

Yan Sheng couldn't help but look sideways, Yuan Yi really likes cats.

To make my younger brother love him so much, this cat must have something special about it.

After saying hello every day, the curious Shuizhu couldn't help asking: "Mr. Yuanyi, have you got a cat again?"

"Ah, this is a song." Yuan Yi said while hugging the purring cat.

Watanabe: "..."

Watanabe looked serious: "Excuse me, Miss Song, can I touch your meat pad? I'm also a cat pie."

Song: "Reject."

Yan Sheng saw his younger brother reached out and pinched the black cat's soft pad.

Yan Sheng: As expected of you, Yuan Yi.

Watanabe: Now there are no ghosts, and there is no need to obtain information. Why did Ms. Song turn into a cat?

Yuanyi: ...

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