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

The sound exploded in the sky of Huajie in an instant.

The crowd began to scream in horror, at first maybe only one or two people, and then spread towards the surroundings like water ripples, engulfed in anxiety and fear, and exploded in the crowd.

Pushing, trampling, crying, moments of unrest and killing, there is no shortage of these things anywhere.

The partition door with complicated patterns was cut open by a sharp weapon in an instant, and it was impossible to see who destroyed the expensive partition door. A subtle and invisible arc flashed in the dark night, and then the partition fan and one side were placed The porcelain was cut evenly, and the broken pieces of porcelain and sawdust rolled danglingly to the ground.

The paper door of the Japanese room was broken open, and the carved window lattice was destroyed beyond recognition.

I bit the collar of Miss Zhu Shi's kimono, dragged her body back, the arc in the air brushed past her face, and cut off a strand of Miss Zhu Shi's hair, just a little bit away Cut off her face in its entirety.

The shaved hair fell down in curls, and most of the wall with the window in the Japanese room was destroyed. The cool moonlight poured down from the sky, and the red lights on the street reflected on the cheeks.

The screams from below rose up like a rising tide.

"Zhu Shi, you really betrayed that lord!" The culprit who caused all this walked over by stepping on the mess on the ground.

I squinted my eyes and jumped in front of Miss Zhu Shi.

Did you find it?

Tsk, I thought it would be a little later.

"Miss Ge." Miss Zhu Shi stood up with her hands on the ground.

The hairpin used to fix it in the hair did not know where it fell. The woman looked a little embarrassed at this time, her hair was messy and slipped along the contours of her face, and her kimono was also covered with dust, but the pair of purple The hyacinth-like eyes showed no fear from the beginning to the end, but instead confronted the opponent firmly.

"Are you all right, Miss Zhushi?"

Blood flowed from the wide cuff all the way down the arm to the wrist, and dripped from the fingertips to the ground, splashing scarlet flowers.

Even though I pulled Miss Zhushi out of the demon's slash range, she was still injured in the chaos caused by the sudden slash just now.

"This little injury will heal soon." Miss Zhu Shi stared at the other party without paying attention to her own injury, "Miss Ge, please be careful, they have already started to move."

Out of the corner of his eye, he saw the arm that had stopped bleeding, and the wound that had healed in an instant.

I squinted my eyes, and sure enough, even though the ghost's physical strength was not as strong as Senju Bashirama's, in terms of self-healing and regenerative ability, it was already vaguely approaching Senju Bashirama.

The stronger the ghost, the stronger the ability of self-healing and regeneration, and even stronger than Senjujuma in some aspects. After all, Senjujuma has no ability to grow another one after being beheaded.

"Zhu Shi, what did you do?" The ghost didn't look at me, but stared at Miss Zhu Shi with poisoned eyes, "Why can't that adult control you anymore?"

Miss Zhu Shi's body froze, obviously she didn't expect this either.

In an instant, the air became extremely cold and oppressive.

"I... am no longer under that person's control?" Miss Zhu Shi was shocked by the intruded message, and subconsciously looked at me, "Miss Ge..."

I shook the cat's tail leisurely, "It's just disconnected."

For Eternal Kaleidoscope Sharingan, this is not difficult to do. The connection between Oni Wu Tsuji and the group of ghosts is maintained through the same blood as the medium. Through these blood, Oni Wu Tsuji can restrain the ghosts' every move anytime and anywhere.

If a little trick is done in the medium, such as covering it with a layer of powerful illusion, then the blood medium used to establish the connection between Oni Wu Tsuji and the group of ghosts will be blocked, and the information cannot be transmitted. That connection was broken.

I am quite confident in my pupil technique. Unless I get another pair of eternal kaleidoscopes, otherwise, Guiwu Tsuji Wuchan will never try to unravel that layer of illusion in his life.

It's just that I didn't expect to be discovered so early. It seems that my actions are still a little too big.

"Tsk." I pouted.

The ghost was obviously shocked by my majesty.

"Just a... cat?" the ghost murmured.

What happened to the cat?

No one can underestimate cats!

The Uchiha clan has signed a psychic contract with the ninja cats in the civet cat for generations. In many cases, the ninja cats will even serve as a teacher to teach the younger children in the clan. The older parents often leave home to perform tasks and teach the children. The heavy responsibility fell to Ninko and the teacher. The first time I threw a shuriken was under the guidance of the cat elder in the civet cat.

It was an old cat with a cigarette stick in its mouth. It was dressed in a dark blue feather, and its beard was very long, longer than that of ninja cats I had ever seen. Its demeanor and behavior were very close to humans. It was leaning on a tree branch, watching me condescendingly throwing shuriken.

"You're almost far away." The old cat always exhaled smoke with a dull expression, and said to me in a flat tone.

"How far am I?" I raised my head and asked him, "Mr. Orange Fire."

The old cat glanced at me indifferently: "It's almost far anyway."

I know what he was trying to say was "you're nowhere near your father".

what about now?

Can I get a little bit of his back?

Mr. Orange Fire.

The scream after scream sounded again.

With the continuous movement of the ghost's arm, the fierce slashing was engulfed in a strong wind and tore the air apart, making a "hissing, hissing" sound.

The muscles on the arm were like some kind of mollusk, constantly wriggling, then stretched instantly, turning into a machete-like shape.

There is no sword, no metal sharp weapon of any kind, just simply waving his arm, but in the moment of passing, it cuts things flat.

Changing the shape of the body, strengthening the muscles and bones, the arms are like huge machetes, extremely sharp.

"Boom—"

The surrounding walls supporting the ceiling were destroyed, and the top of the head collapsed in an instant. The carved windows, the vermilion small table, and the exquisite ornaments in the Japanese room were instantly crushed by the collapsed ceiling.

Uchiha Swordsmanship——

"Wings."

After the transformation technique was lifted, I held the handle of the Rilun Saber and looked directly at the ghost in front of me, with sharp eyes like a knife.

The flame rolled around the blade, the high temperature scalded the air crackling, the blade was burnt to a bright red, the sun wheel blade swung from top to bottom, and the collapsed ceiling was instantly torn by the scalding wind from the flame-wrapped blade. It was torn apart, the blade drew bright and beautiful afterglows in the air, and the sound of the wind whistled in my ears.

Before it could hit the ground and the ceiling, it shattered into pieces of sawdust. After being stained with the flames of the blade, it crashed down in the air, as gorgeous as falling stars in the air.

"Miss Yuge, you don't have to look at the back of Mr. Long Jie anymore."

In the courtyard covered with white sand and gravel, cicadas are constantly singing, the verdant canopy casts a large shadow, and the wind rustles through the gaps between the leaves.

The old cat was dressed in a dark blue feather weaving, and held a cigarette stick as usual. His figure was shrouded in the shadow of the tree crown, and he slowly exhaled a puff of smoke from his mouth.

"Mr. Ryusuke, I hope you can go by yourself."

"You don't need to look at anyone's back, just keep going forward."

Uchiha Swordsmanship——

"Falcon."

I held the handle of the knife, pointed the blade straight at the ghost's throat, took a step with my left foot, pointed my toes, and jumped out. The wide sleeves were filled with the wind and swelled up, agitating in the dark night.

The blade of He Dao pierced the dust and mist raised by the strong wind, like a falcon piercing the sky, screaming and piercing the air, pointing directly at the ghost's throat.

"Rain song."

I don't remember when.

"Look ahead, no matter what it looks like, don't be afraid."

That person, my father, also had tender moments.

"Don't shake your hands."

Large, thick, warm hands cover my small ones, adjusting my grip on the knife.

At that time, I was very small, and he squatted down and could hug me tightly with his arms.

"Your knife must stab through unswervingly."

Dad said so.

The blade pierced the ghost's throat, cut the skin of the neck, cut into the texture, and punctured the blood vessels. When it reached the spine, the wrist flipped, the blade cut through the bones, and the spine connecting the head was cut off. With blood, the ghost's head was crushed. Cut off, He Dao pulled out a long line of blood.

The ghost's head landed on the tatami mat full of sawdust and ruined with a "click". Starting from the beheaded wound, the embers disappeared like embers, and the body that had escaped from the head fell down with a sound, just like the head. Disappeared in the night little by little.

The frosty moonlight fell quietly, and the sawdust on the ground was burning with embers. I swung the red-hot knives and slowly inserted the knives into the scabbard.

After a "crack", Dao Tan closed the scabbard.

"Miss Ge, your face!" Miss Zhu Shi looked at my face and shouted worriedly.

Subconsciously, I reached out and touched my cheek, and I saw a very long and thin bloodstain smeared on the glove.

The wound was not big, but very small. If Miss Zhu Shi hadn't reminded me, I might not have noticed it. I rubbed my fingers and answered Miss Zhu Shi casually: "It's okay, Miss Zhu Shi."

Then he turned his head and looked at the messy house. The fight just now damaged many buildings, the fallen crossbar injured many people, and the riot just now probably caused a lot of damage.

I pursed my lips, I should move the battlefield to an open place where no one is around.

"Yuzi!" A shout came from not far away.

I saw a little girl being crushed under the crossbar, and an older girl next to her was holding her hand, trying to pull her out.

No matter how hard she pulled, she couldn't pull her sister out of the crossbar.

The crossbar piled up on the little girl began to shake because of her pulling.

I walked up in a few steps and grabbed her and pulled the little girl's wrist. The other girl turned her head suddenly and looked at me with horror in her eyes.

"Don't pull her body at will." I said, "Once her body is pulled by you, the wooden shelf above will collapse."

"At that time, you will be crushed to death together."

Fear froze in her eyes for an instant, and the girl who realized that her sister was in danger was stunned, and then panicked, and the face of the little girl who was pressed underneath also turned pale in an instant.

"Then...then what should I do?" The big girl shouted, looking at me with a blank face, "Please... please save my sister, she is only nine years old! Please save her!"

"Please save her!" The girl bit her lip, begging like me.

"it is good."

I save your sister.

The collapsed crossbar formed a triangle on the little girl's body. The two crossbars were close together, and the little girl was in the center of the triangle. Apart from trapping the little girl inside, it also protected her to some extent. .

I took a rough look at the little girl, except for a little scrape, there is no serious wound.

So I directly threw away the crossbar that was pressing on the little girl with my bare hands. Miss Zhu Shi and the little girl's sister next to me were stunned, as if they saw a fire-breathing female Tyrannosaurus rex.

A little dumb, a little silly.

After rescuing the little girl from the crossbar, Miss Zhushi bandaged her wound, and told her not to touch the wound with water for two days, and to avoid eating and drinking.

"Miss Ge." Miss Zhu Shi's voice suddenly sounded in my ear, and out of the corner of my eye, I saw that she had already bandaged the little girl's wound.

After the two children thanked us solemnly, the elder sister supported the injured younger sister and slowly left the mess.

For a moment, the backs of the pair of brothers who once supported each other, one tall and one short, overlapped with the backs of the two little girls in front of my eyes.

I pursed my lips, watched silently, and lowered my eyes.

"Are you okay, Miss Song?" Miss Zhu Shi looked at me worriedly.

"I'm fine." I held the knife, lowered my eyelashes, and looked at the black handle of my sun wheel knife, "I just thought of some past events."

"I just didn't expect that I would save people one day." I said softly.

Miss Zhu Shi was a little puzzled: "The Ghost Killing Squad is all about killing evil spirits and saving people, Miss Ge."

"Ah, yes."

I looked up at the embers falling from the starry sky, hazy and hot, as good as a dream.

I don't have to kill with a knife anymore, and I won't kill again.

Miss Zhu Shi carried the medicine box again and bandaged people's wounds everywhere. I helped her, handed her a bandage, took an ointment, and spliced ​​a bone from time to time.

I don't know anything about medical ninjutsu, but I'm pretty good at bruises. I used to get myself injured all over the place during missions. I can't do fine techniques, but I can do basic emergency treatment.

It was almost the end of the lap, and all the people who were helped had smiles on their faces that I had never received before.

I'm not used to being thanked like this. In the past, most of the emotions that were reported to me were fear, fear, and hatred. I'm really not used to such sincere thanks, but looking at those people with sincere smiles I couldn't say anything, so I just turned my head away.

"Miss Zhu Shi, I'm going to find Yuanyi." I turned my head and said to Miss Zhu Shi, "Is it convenient to go together?"

Miss Zhu Shi was stunned for a moment, then understood what I meant, and asked hesitantly: "Can you...?"

I know what she's thinking about, she's a ghost, and it's a very serious question whether the Ghost Slayer Squad, whose mission is to slay evil spirits, can accept her.

But she is also a human being, who wakes up in the boundless muddle after losing herself.

In this regard, she is much better than me. No matter what she relied on, she finally woke up alone, while I was pulled out of my own nightmare.

As for the Ghost Killing Squad.

The lord himself is an extremely calm person with a calm attitude. Although he is still young, he is already young and mature. As a ghost, Ms. Zhushi can provide more information about the ghost Wu Tsuji than the information collected through the channel. For this There is generally no objection to this matter, but the team members are afraid that Miss Zhu Shi will not be so easy to accept.

If the lord accepts it, the swordsmen of the Demon Slayer Squad will not have much objection.

……

Forget it, if you don't accept it, you'll be beaten up.

The time went back to two hours ago, and Miss Zhushi, who came to see Miss Mao Xue as usual, met me in cat form in front of Miss Mao Xue at the door of Miss Mao Xue's room, then turned around and met Du Bian met his eyes, and the scene was awkward for a while.

When there are no ghosts, Watanabe is really careless and likes to talk non-stop. When killing ghosts, Watanabe doesn’t talk much. The ghost killing team is like this. He has no interest in talking when he meets ghosts. Cut the other side.

This is also one of the reasons why there is so little information on Ghost Dance Tsuji.

So Watanabe subconsciously touched his waist, but missed the knife.

After I unlocked the seal of the transformation technique and beat Watanabe to calm him down, I threw him into the Japanese room next to him, tied him up with ropes, and then took Miss Zhushi to sit down and slow down. Talk to him about life slowly.

In the ghost killing team, I am indeed a notorious devil instructor. I do all kinds of lifeless operations like a tiger. There is nothing I dare not do. So Watanabe was frightened by my daring to cooperate with ghosts. .

"Miss Ge, are you serious?" Watanabe's face was serious for a moment, completely out of the usual carefree manner.

What is Uchiha's family style?Make trouble.

Since there is going to be trouble, there is no reason to run away.

As a Uchiha, I will never give up.

"I'm serious." I said, "Miss Zhu Shi's situation is quite special."

Watanabe looked at me seriously, then at Miss Zhushi, and finally said: "Miss Song, I trust you, but I don't trust ghosts."

"Don't worry." I said, "Onimai Tsuji has a way to shut up the ghost and prevent him from revealing information about him, and I also have a way to get information from the ghost."

"What method?" Watanabe asked subconsciously.

"You don't understand even if you tell me." I looked at him with disgust.

The Demon Slayer Squad doesn’t have an Anbu that specializes in collecting intelligence. It only relies on the experience gained from fighting ghosts and the priest who provided information to the Ubayashiki family hundreds of years ago. They don’t know much about the methods of collecting information, let alone What's more, it is an intelligence collection method exclusive to Uchiha.

"Have you talked to Mr. Yuanyi?" Watanabe asked suddenly.

I froze for a moment, then said, "Not yet."

Watanabe was silent for a while, and then said seriously: "Miss Ge, Mr. Yuanyi knows, you will be killed."

"what?"

Is Yuanyi so cruel?

I thought back to Yuanyi, who was docile and docile from childhood to adulthood, and firmly believed that this guy was talking nonsense.

"I'll send Miss Zhushi back." I made a seal and became a cat again.

"Miss Song." Watanabe looked serious.

"Anything else?" I frowned.

"Can you loosen the tie for me?" Watanabe said weakly, "You tied it too tightly."

"..."

I rolled my eyes.

……

"Is Miss Zhu Shi afraid?" I said, "Do you want to give up?"

Giving up this is probably the only chance to kill Onimai Tsuji.

"No, I won't give up." Miss Zhu Shi bit her lip and answered me firmly.

"Please take me to the Ghost Slaying Squad, Miss Song." Miss Zhushi took a deep breath, "If I can kill Ghost Mai Tsuji, even if I have to be beheaded, I have no regrets."

"You will not be beheaded," I said. "There are many ways to atone, and death is just one of them."

"Hold tight, Miss Zhushi."

I wrapped one arm around Miss Zhu Shi's waist and hugged her horizontally, and put the other hand through the bend of her knees, with my toes pointing, I jumped up to the roof amidst Miss Zhu Shi's exclamation.

The author has something to say:

The heroine of boyfriend power max.

So-and-so's nephew who was forcibly held high and hugged by the princess: The shadow of the world jpg.

So-and-so's little nephew who was forcibly held high and hugged by the princess: Hehe. (Uchiha-style smile jpg.)

A certain white hair: Uchiha who is born evil!

#It's cool to make things happen for a while, and the crematorium afterwards. #

Song: Uchiha who has never been loved by our family!

Yuanyi: Stare at——

Song:……

Song: Cowardly, Cowardly jpg.

What would Yuan Yijiang look like when he was angry?

Wu Mi: Don't come over here! ! ! (Dirty screaming JPG.)

感谢在2020-12-2001:01:29~2020-12-2222:08:41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 blue dye in the morning;

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