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

The curves drawn by the mountains on the horizon will be blurred by the dark night when night falls.

When the first ray of dawn pierced the night-shrouded sky in the morning, those curves became clear again, but this time they were too clear, as if there was a fire burning all the way up in the field of vision, it was so bright and dazzling for a moment Can't keep my eyes open.

I sat on the porch of the courtyard all night in a thin coat.

The dark shadows of wisteria flowers swayed on the veranda floor until dawn. When the sun first rose, those beautiful flowers that bloomed all year round made a rustling sound in the morning mist.

Kind of want to drink.

Sometimes wine is a good thing, and you won't remember anything when you're drunk.

But I searched the whole house and couldn't find a drop of wine.

So I sat on the floor under the eaves with my chin propped up, staring at the wisteria flowers that had fallen over half of the courtyard in a daze.

Go out and relax?

"Wait at home for me to come back."

Someone's slightly lowered voice sounded next to his ear.

The crimson hair gently rubbed against my face, like hot sparks, and every inch of skin it brushed was burning. It was a numbing and hot feeling, like an illusion, but also a reality.

"I can't go anywhere."

The face in sight was still expressionless as usual, but there was a suppressed anger in his brows and eyes, so indifferent that one could hardly feel that he was angry.

What are you angry about?

I sat on the floor in the courtyard with my chin in my hands, sighing and sighing in one breath.

A man's heart, a needle under the sea.

Especially men who follow the country.

It's okay to have Ji Guo Yan Sheng who likes to keep things in his stomach. It is estimated that the two brothers have been together for too long, and Yuan Yi's thoughts have begun to make people elusive.

Obviously, it is considered a pleasant result, but as the person involved, I don't feel happy at all.

Why is this happening?

……

If it was because of Miss Zhushi's affairs, but he didn't embarrass Miss Zhushi too much. For Miss Zhushi who wanted to help the ghost killing team kill Ghost Wu Tsuji, Yuanyi chose to trust her.

With me and Yuanyi as the guarantee for Miss Zhushi, the protagonist chooses to trust me and Yuanyi, and also chooses to trust Miss Zhushi.

The lord's approval gave Ms. Zhushi the permission to stay in the Butterfly House, and the pillars who originally had a lot of opinions didn't question it anymore.

I know that they don't trust Ms. Zhushi, they trust the lord's choice, no matter what the reason is, it's fine if the result is good.

But Die, who was about to work with Ms. Zhu Shi in Butterfly House, ran over and gritted his teeth in front of me angrily. Regarding my cooperation with the ghost, Die first expressed disbelief and shock, then doubt and unwillingness.

"You know that I hate ghosts." After I made tea for Butterfly and the two sat down to drink tea calmly, Butterfly started talking.

"I very much disagree with your actions, Miss Song." Butterfly said, "You said that the ghost named Zhu Shi got rid of the control of Oni Wu Tsuji, but there is no substantive proof for that."

I picked up the teapot and poured a cup of tea for the butterfly: "I made this."

"What?" Butterfly froze for a moment, not understanding what I meant.

"Miss Zhushi got rid of Onimai Tsuji's control because I did it." I gave a supplementary explanation to Butterfly.

Butterfly's eyes widened incredulously.

"You did it?" Butterfly murmured, "This..."

"It's not difficult." I said, "The blood of Oni Wu Tsuji is a medium. The blood in the ghost's body and the blood in Oni Wu Tsuji's body serve as a mechanism that can echo each other and then transmit information. effect."

"The one who is in control between the two is Onimai Tsuji Mumi."

"The blood in his body transmits information or orders to the blood in the body of other ghosts, and this kind of blood will also carry out the will of Oni Wu Tsuji without the will of the ghost itself."

"I just made a little trick in this layer of connection connected by blood, blocking the channel of information transmission."

"Since information cannot be transmitted, the blood cells in the natural body cannot execute orders."

Butterfly was confused and didn't know what I was talking about. He picked up the teacup in front of him and drank the tea in the cup in one gulp.

Butterfly opened his mouth to say something.

"You can't learn this stuff. This kind of spell requires special conditions. It can be activated through the eyes, but not everyone's eyes can do it." I poured her another cup of tea before she spoke. Among the people I have met, there are only four people who know it, and I count it as one."

I can teach them breathing that I don't know, but I can't teach them what I know.

"Then who are the other three?" Butterfly asked subconsciously, curious.

"My father, my elder nephew, my younger nephew." I said.

"This technique is a family-inspired pupil technique, and I'm not very good at it."

What I said is true. Compared with Madara and Quanna's illusion, and my father, my illusion is not outstanding, it can only be regarded as the middle and upper level. It is thanks to these evolved eyes that he has the pupil technique that is difficult for ordinary ninjas to achieve.

"My eldest nephew is stronger than me."

This is also true.

For example, I can beat up a thousand-handed door, but my eldest nephew can drive up to five thousand-handed doors without panting.

"Then they..."

"Dead." I turned the teacup in my hand, "They're all dead."

Butterfly froze.

"Sorry, Miss Song." Butterfly pursed her lips and lowered her head.

"Don't apologize to me." I said softly, "This is where our family is strong and where we are cursed."

"Anyone with such eyes will die in the end."

This is destiny.

There are only a few Uchihas who have a kaleidoscope sharingan, but no one has a good death, whether it is me who is lonely to death, or Madara who died in the hands of Senjuzhuma.

There is no peace in life, and there is no good end in death.

It is the life of the holder of these eyes.

Butterfly pursed her lips.

The wind chimes hanging under the eaves are spinning, and the bell tongues are ringing in the wind.

"Then, is Miss Ge also born with the strength to break rocks with her bare hands?" Butterfly asked.

I knew she wanted to change the subject, and I just didn't want to talk too much about the topic of kaleidoscope sharingan.

"This is not." I said, "It is an acquired practice."

Among the Uchiha clan, our swordsmanship is also unique. The combination of fine chakra control ability, brilliant fire escape, and superb swordsmanship has contributed to the swordsmanship I use today.

This kind of knife technique requires very fine chakra control technology to ensure that the fire escape is attached to the knife body, burning the knife body hot and sharp, hot enough to burn everything, and sharp enough to cut everything.

As for the degree of precision, it is roughly comparable to the chakra control of the Uzumaki family's strange force cultivation.

The strange power of the Uzumaki Clan is to cover the fist with chakra, and when it hits the enemy, it will detonate instantly, and the effect can break huge rocks and mountains.

Uchiha's Sharingan can see through the ways of strange power, but generally they don't have that kind of chakra control ability, and there are only a few who can imitate it. What's more, ordinary Uchiha is not suitable for the way of strange power.

It might be suitable for Madara, who often plays hand-to-hand with Senjujuma, but Madara doesn’t have that kind of fine chakra control. On the contrary, I like the way of physical skills and happen to have this kind of control. I learned a little bit. .

The dojo was smashed down during the first experiment in the clan field, and he was chased and killed by Brother Tajima for thousands of miles, but this level is nothing compared to the strange power of the master Uzumaki Mito, who punched down thousands of hands Every column can be turned into the brightest star in the night sky.

"I'm really curious." Butterfly looked at me with her chin propped up, "What kind of place did Miss Ge live in before?"

I paused while holding the teacup: "Sadness, joy, despair, hope, all mixed together."

"There are more bad things than good things, and those good things are few and far between, but they are precious."

The wisteria flower stand above the head is next to the roof, and the purple petals are scattered all over the corridor, and the warm golden light is sprinkled on the soft surface.

"The same is true for living." After a long time, the butterfly spoke.

His parents died under the claws of ghosts, and he kept sending away his teammates. For more than ten years, Butterfly did not have the ability to go to the battlefield, so he could only watch the people who teased each other the day before in the Butterfly House the next day. Some of them have been buried in the loess, and some of them have not even been preserved.

When we met for the first time, this little girl always looked at me secretly from time to time, with a yearning in her eyes, yearning to pick up the sun wheel knife to kill ghosts like me, but various conditions restricted her, until the fate began. Teach the Ghost Slayer Squad breathing method.

At first, I recommended Die Die to the lord, because Die Die’s eyes contained hatred and resentment, as well as eyes of longing. Although she was considered gentle when taking care of patients in Die’s house, she would never be reconciled and could only Stay in the butterfly house.

At the moment when the human bones were broken, I felt that she was a bit like Mito Uzumaki, that woman who was very powerful in many ways.

Now that there is such an example, why can't there be another one?

Medical ninjas who are both medical and fighting, and female swordsmen of the Demon Slayer Squad who are both medical and ghost-slaying. The former one already exists, why can't the latter one be there?

So I slipped Butterfly to the training ground on the day of training.

Facts have proved that she has done a good job, and she is even very talented. From the breath of water, she derived the breath of flowers that suits her. She took the sun wheel knife to kill ghosts as she wished, and survived completely.

The little girl I met for the first time is sitting in front of me now, the same as then, but different.

Butterfly has always been a strong girl. As long as she wants to do something, she will do it without hesitation.

Occasionally, when I see a powerful and confident butterfly sitting, there will always be a trace of joy in my heart, which is probably the sense of accomplishment of an old mother seeing her daughter grow up to be a beautiful and dazzling girl.

"Speaking of which." Butterfly squinted his eyes, his face instantly turned into a gossip face, and the fire of gossip was burning around him, "What's going on with you and Mr. Yuanyi?"

I:"……"

The corners of Die Die's mouth were even more curved: "I heard from Mr. Watanabe that Miss Ge was carried all the way back by Mr. Yuanyi."

I:"……"

The essence of human beings is to eat melons. Where there are melons, there are people who eat melons. Even if it is a clear stream among women, the butterfly cannot get rid of the human nature of eating melons.

I was indeed carried all the way back from the wisteria house by Yuanyi.

There are indeed a lot of ghosts in that flower street, and it is almost becoming a haunted house.

The wandering girls who disappeared one after another are usually considered to have fled, and the people who disappeared in the chaotic Flower Street are also considered to have provoked terrific enemies. There are countless similar things, and these things are not very novel in Flower Street.

What makes people feel puzzled is that similar things have happened too frequently in the past few months.

The results of the final investigation are obvious. From the day the ghost sneaked into Huajie's nest, a considerable part of these things were illusions created by the ghost for hunting.

In many cases, the ghosts who were intoxicated with eating had to flee from the sun in a hurry at sunrise, leaving their mutilated corpses exposed in the sun.

The strength of the Ghost Killing Team has improved dramatically in recent years, and the breathing method used has attracted Oni Wu Tsuji Mumi. In order to test the breathing method, the swordsmen gathered five ghosts in this flower street, and the greatly increased missing population rate has attracted ghost hunter.

When he felt that Miss Zhushi was out of his control, Onimai Tsuji, who originally wanted to test the ghost hunter, was furious, and directly ordered the ghosts in Huajie to kill Miss Zhushi and the ghost hunter in Huajie. kill together.

From part of the memory of the ghost who wanted to kill Miss Zhushi, it can be seen that after the first meeting, he was already afraid of my ability to read the memory of ghosts, so he sent the ghost to kill Miss Zhushi and me Stronger than back then.

I'm afraid it gave a lot of blood.

The ghost's communication consciousness is connected to the ghost king's consciousness, and Miss Zhushi disconnects her from Guiwu Tsuji Wumi. For example, it is similar to digging out wolf cubs while the wolf is not in the wolf's den.

I was equivalent to picking up a wolf cub and having a fight with a wolf by the way.

People are fine, still alive and kicking.

Half of the remaining ghosts were cut by Yuan Yi's sword.

Going back to Wisteria House to deal with the follow-up matters of Huajie, that is, Miss Zhushi's affairs, the honest Miss Zhushi explained to me all the ins and outs.

Then there is no more.

I was carried on the shoulders by Yuanyi who didn't say a word and went back to the Ghost Killing Squad. The return rate on the way was 90.00% [-].

I've lost face for two fucking lives.

My f*ck Ji Guo Yan Sheng, you don't care about your younger brother, what are you looking at?What's the matter with your eyes, do you look down on me?

Watanabe...Watanabe, are you kidding me? !

Miss Zhushi...Miss Zhushi said that we are partners, mutual benefit and win-win, you know?Don't keep talking!

The cubs are about to rebel.

Rescue...is there no one to rescue you? !

"Don't move around." Yuanyi's voice came faintly from behind, "If the song moves around again, I will do more extreme things."

My whole body froze.

A certain sentence from Watanabe rang in his ears.

"Miss Ge, Mr. Yuanyi knows, you will be killed."

Miss Song, Mr. Yuanyi knows, you will be killed.

Mr. Yuanyi knows, you will be killed.

You will be fucked.

of.

Grass--! !

I have lived with him for 20 years, and this is the first time he has become so angry, and it is also the first time I have seen him so angry.

So I had no choice but to honestly let him carry me on his shoulders like a sack, pretending that I was a salted fish, and was carried home all the way without love.

The courageous colleague on the road even smiled at Yuanyi with an unknown meaning, nodded in greeting, and then Yuanyi continued to walk with him on his shoulders.

Oh shit.

I gritted my teeth and buried my face in the clothes behind his back. I have never been as embarrassing as I am now.

Yuanyi, who had an aura of [-] meters, carried me all the way home, opened the paper door, and lifted me from his shoulders. Perhaps because most of his anger had subsided, he carefully placed me on the tatami.

After my buttocks hit the ground, my old man's heart finally became a little more at ease.

"edge……"

I want to ask, Yuanyi, what are you going to do?

But he was caught off guard by holding his face.

The cheeks are held by those warm hands, the fingertips are thin calluses, and the warm touch is continuously transmitted through the place where the skin touches.

He looked at me, looked at me carefully, and there were emotions in his red eyes that I had never seen before, like joy, like fear, like the joy of being alive after a catastrophe, like mixed sadness The nostalgia is like a new thing after all kinds of different emotions are mixed together.

"Does it hurt?" I was caught off guard and ran into a pair of red eyes.

Fingertips gently rubbed the small wound on the cheek, Yuan looked down at me, and the thin eyelashes made a shallow silhouette under the eyes.

"It doesn't hurt."

I have suffered many injuries. In the past, except for the fingers that are needed for the face and knot seals, almost all of my body was injured. The skin on my back even had several ugly knife wounds.

The wound on the face is really nothing.

The wound has scabbed over so many days, this is not a serious wound, even if it leaves a scar, it will only be a very shallow scar.

But I seem to be doing something wrong.

I am sorry.

I don't know what I did wrong, but I still want to say sorry.

However, before I could say those words, his hands suddenly left my cheeks.

The face in sight disappeared, replaced by tiled eaves, falling wisteria flowers, and even the little fat bird on the branch was clear.

I was stunned when I was hugged tightly by Yuan Yi.

He held my waist with one hand and pressed my shoulder with the other, and my whole body was held tightly in his arms.

"Meow-"

I saw the tails of the three fur colors mixed together on the eaves. Tangerine flicked its tail and jumped on the roof, making a slight to inaudible sound of "da da da".

Time seemed to stand still.

My whole body was tightly pressed against Yuanyi, my chin was forced to rest on his shoulder, and I was hugged tightly by him, and I could feel the temperature of his body through the material of the clothes, even the tail of hair brushed on my cheek Also like sparks splashed on the skin.

Somewhat hot.

Boom boom boom boom boom boom boom boom boom boom boom boom boom boom boom boom boom boom boom boom boom boom boom boom boom boom boom boom boom boom boom boom boom boom boom boom boom boom boom boom boom boom boom boom boom boom boom boom.

What is that beating wildly?

Is it the heart?

Is it Yuanyi's?

His heart was beating more than normal.

Or mine?

My mind was like a lump of paste, a mess, I couldn't think of anything, I couldn't think of anything.

Until the crow flapped its wings "quack" and screamed non-stop in the sky.

I know there is another mission.

This is the normal state of Ghost Killing Squad.

The number of evil spirits is much more than that of the members of the ghost killing team. Often after a mission is over, they will be hurriedly called to another mission location by the crow.

The person holding me finally let go of me.

The beating heart still has no intention of stopping.

"Wait at home for me to come back." Yuan Yi pursed his lips, and there were still waves in his red eyes, "You can't go anywhere."

I stared blankly at him.

His eyes widened, as if he wanted to get to know Ji Guoyuan again.

angry.

He is angry.

Yuanyi was very angry.

I opened my mouth, wanting to say something.

"Be obedient." Yuanyi said again, "Wait for me to come back."

……

This is definitely to settle accounts after autumn.

Can I run now?

Forget it.

……

However, this is not the only thing that really makes me feel bad. On the contrary, it is the butterfly's words that make me feel even more bad.

"Hey, Miss Ge is really cute and silly in some ways."

"Clam?"

……

"Has Mr. Yuanyi ever told you that he wants to be with Miss Ge all the time?"

"Hmm... yes."

……

"When Mr. Yuanyi hugs Miss Ge, does Miss Ge like Mr. Yuanyi's hug?"

"..."

This question is weird, but I really like the temperature of Yuanyi's body, and I can't wait to lean on him in winter.

"Then let me ask again." Butterfly narrowed her eyes, "If Mr. Watanabe hugged you, what would you do?"

I answered the butterfly seriously: "Send him directly to the Santu River for swimming."

I can't take the clothes anymore, let's burn them.

Butterfly pointed to her chin with a gossip and sly expression on her face. She stretched out an index finger and waved it in front of me: "One last question."

I was a little nervous, even the pads of my index finger and thumb kept rubbing.

"Do you love Mr. Yuanyi?"

I was completely dumbfounded.

What the hell kind of question is this?

There is no problem with the problem, but no matter how I listen to it, I feel that there is a problem with it!

"...Huh?" I looked as dull as a chicken.

Butterfly nodded: "Yes."

me?"

Butterfly: "Yes."

Me: "Oh?"

Butterfly:"……"#

Butterfly pressed the cross on his forehead and forced a smile: "Oh what, are you a rooster? That's what you think, you love Mr. Yuanyi."

"The love between a man and a woman who wants to marry each other and spend a lifetime together."

I:"……"

Oh.

Oh oh.

oh oh oh.

I, a single magician for more than 70 years, was sentenced to be in love?

The target is Yuan Yi who is fifty years younger than me?

Are you kidding me? ! ! !

Love?

do i love him

"Miss Ge." Butterfly looked at me with a smile on her chin, as if she didn't think it was a big deal to watch the excitement, "How dull are you?"

"Which man will hold a woman's hand for nearly 20 years without changing?"

"Which woman would let a man hold her hand for nearly 20 years like you?"

"You started to love Mr. Yuanyi a long time ago."

"It's just that you don't know."

……

I almost ran away, and I didn't know what I hit and flew during the period.

"You love him, Miss Song."

Butterfly's words kept echoing in my ears like a demon.

Who do I... love?

Do you love Yuanyi?

"The love between a man and a woman who wants to marry each other and spend a lifetime together."

An organ in the chest was beating restlessly, almost jumping out of the throat.

So I did a stupid thing.

In order to calm myself down, I ran directly to the waterfall in the back mountain and did a free fall. When I fell down with a "plop", I scared the rock pillars who were meditating under the waterfall.

I:"……"

Rock pillar: "..."

Yan Zhu: "It is worthy of teaching, even if it is so powerful, it still does not slack in practice."

I:"……"

After I returned home with a dull expression in the water, I changed my clothes and sat under the wisteria trellis in the courtyard until dawn.

No sleep for one night.

"Miss Song, you love him."

I sat under the eaves with my knees in my arms, and buried my increasingly hot cheeks into my knees.

The author has something to say:

It is very dangerous for people to dig out wolf cubs while the wolf is not in the den.

But now it is not human beings who come to pick out wolf cubs, but Tyrannosaurus...

Song:? ? ? ?

Yuan Yijiang's high-power filter for the song: slender and sensitive, easy to get hurt.

Butterfly: Harm——

Danger, crumbs boss, danger.

感谢在2020-12-2222:08:41~2020-12-2520:11:15期间为我投出霸王票或灌溉营养液的小天使哦~

Thanks to the little angels of the irrigation nutrient solution: 3 bottles of scarecrows in the field; 2 bottles of Maoqiuniu Hutong alleys;

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