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

Ji Guoyan Sheng frowned even tighter, and he looked at me with complicated eyes: "Who the hell are you?"

"To be precise, he is a person who came from the war years." I said lightly.

This answer is a bit ambiguous. After all, according to the current generation, it should be regarded as the beginning of an era.

Even though my past is not in the same world as theirs, my answer still seems to have come from the gap between the two eras. The generation of Yuan Yi and Yan Sheng has only just begun.

The transition from one era to another must be the violent turmoil of the current situation. The violent turmoil of the current situation and the change of the times often bring about the flames of war. In fact, I did experience such turmoil, and I was even a participant. But whether people in later generations remember me is another matter.

There is no large-scale war in the time period between Yuanyi and Yan Sheng, but it will be another matter in a few years or ten years.Now when it comes to the war years, such a description can easily be associated with the world more than ten years ago, that is, the great turmoil that changed the times more than ten years ago.

Now it is just a temporary pause. After a while, it is estimated that there will be a situation similar to that of the five major countries.

"Ah, I'm much older than you think," I said, "and I've been through different things than you."

"Your sword is a sword that has been tempered thousands of times to save people and kill ghosts."

"And my knife was originally tempered for the purpose of slaughtering the same kind."

"So Mr. Yan Sheng, you don't have to think of my image as stalwart."

"A knife tempered to kill will be broken sooner or later."

The layers of leaves on the roof cast mottled shadows, which fell into the eyes and dazzled people.

"My knife has already been broken once."

The wind swept the broken leaves across the open space on the training ground, and the golden brilliance of the sun in the sky became more dazzling and hotter.

The time of the conversation passed unknowingly for a long time, and the sun had risen to the middle of the sky before I knew it.

The wind is warm, the sun is warm, and the sky is too high to touch.

I said I was a relatively lucky person.

The Sharingan that shines in the dark can be used to drive away ghosts in the dark, and the murderous knife stained with the blood of living people can still be used to kill ghosts and save people.

"What needs to be tempered is not only the knife, but also the soul." I said.

"It's not just the knife that needs to be tempered, but also your soul, Miss Yuge."

The old cat was sitting on a branch of a big tree with a cigarette stick, its legs crossed in a decent manner, and the gaps between layers of leaves cast mottled shadows on its furry face.

"The embodiment of the soul of the one who holds the knife is your knife."

"To what extent your soul has been tempered, so will your knife." The old cat looked down at me standing under the tree.

What my teacher said decades ago, I now relay it to another.

I kept the posture of swinging the knife and looked up at the old cat above my head. The golden light cast from the gaps between the layers of leaves was dazzling.

"What restricts you now is not your talents and talents, but yourself." I said.

"There are only two similar souls in this world, there are no two identical souls."

"Forcing yourself to imitate others will only get you there."

"Forcing yourself to become Mr. Ryusuke, you will be like that." After decades, the old cat's words came back to my ears with the whistling wind.

The fat bird on the branch turned its bright black eyes, shook its small head, and from time to time spread its wings and flapped twice, jumping on the branch beside the eaves.

The falling tree shadow also swayed slightly, lightly hitting Ji Guo Yan Sheng's face similar to Yuan Yi.

So what if they look similar?

You are not Yuanyi, you are always you, always Jiguo Yansheng.

And I'm always me, not Ryusuke Uchiha, not my smug old bastard dad.

Even if I am my father's daughter, no matter how similar I am to my father, I am not him.

"I see." Ji Guoyan Sheng said slowly.

After that, he remained silent until the maid at the Ubuyashiki mansion brought brewed tea and freshly made desserts.

The lord has never been stingy with the members of the Ghost Killing Team. The tea is brought from the south, and the tea has a delicate fragrance. The carefully crafted dim sum is placed on a white porcelain plate.

Oh, it's steamed buns.

I picked up a steamed bun, put it in my mouth and took a bite. The sweetness of bean paste spread from the tip of my tongue, and happy little flowers floated in the background.

No regrets in life jpg.

Ji Guoyan Sheng, who was holding a teacup next to him, twitched his face.

I glanced at the remaining snacks: "Do you want to eat?"

Ji Guoyan Sheng told me with a slumped face, "You can eat them all."

"Thank you." I hugged the whole plate of steamed buns into my arms without hesitation, as if someone would grab me if I didn't do so.

If you have a sweet tooth, don't eat the bastard.

"What is your surname...?" Yan Sheng asked suddenly.

I paused for a moment while chewing, and then answered him like a normal person.

"Uchiha." I said, "I am Yuge Uchiha."

"Song, don't be afraid."

The warm palms were pressed against my face, and the words were also warm. In the dimness, I could still see the dangling sun ring earrings and the reddish hair ends.

Whether it is Rakshasa or Shura.

No matter how unbearable it is to look back, I will never escape again.

"Uchiha...?"

Ji Guoyan Sheng spoke softly into the empty air, his words were crushed in the wind.

……

As night fell, I went to visit Miss Zhu Shi.

During the day, Miss Zhushi lives in the basement of Butterfly House.

It turned out to be the utility room of Butterfly. After Miss Zhushi moved into the Butterfly House, Butterfly said that she hated ghosts and should not bring ghosts to the Butterfly House, but she still tidied up a neat and clean room for Miss Zhushi, where the sun would not shine during the day. Fall into the basement.

When I arrived at the Butterfly House at night, I saw Miss Zhu Shi in a white coat tinkering with potions at the table, and there were manuscripts for comparison.

"Boom, boom, boom."

I clenched my right fist and knocked on the door.

Miss Zhu Shi raised her head, her purple hyacinth-like eyes froze for a moment when she saw me, she put down the potion, stood up and said to me: "Good night, Miss Song."

"Good night." I return politely.

"Miss Zhu Shi is researching to deal with ghost potions?" I asked.

Ms. Zhu Shi nodded: "To be exact, it's a potion against Tsuji Mumi."

"Against Ghost Dance Tsuji Mumi?" I was a little curious.

Miss Zhu Shi found me a chair and motioned for me to sit down and talk in detail.

"Yes." Miss Zhu Shi said, "That man's ability to regenerate his body is far superior to all ghosts. Even if his head is beheaded, he will not die. So far, I have not found anything that can threaten his life. .”

"So Ms. Zhushi wants to concoct a potion that can destroy the regeneration of Onimai Tsuji's cells?" I get it.

"Cells?" Miss Zhu Shi didn't understand this concept.

So I simply used Sharingan to stuff the concepts about cells that I knew from Qianshou's second child into her head.

"It's roughly like this." I looked at Ms. Zhushi who was seriously digesting the concept of knowledge. "The regenerative ability of Onimui Tsuji is inseparable from the powerful division ability of his cells."

"He can transform people into ghosts, and he is also linked to the powerful erosion ability of cells."

These two aspects are a bit like the wooden escape cells in Qianshouzhujian.

The powerful regenerative ability to heal the body without seals. The cells have a strong ability to divide and also have the ability to erode.

The God of Ninja's unparalleled Mu Dunxue Jijie has made famous people covet.In the past, many people coveted the unparalleled Mudun Xueji Boundary. After Senshou Zhujian died, some people tried to dig his grave. As a result, he was either pressed to death by Senshou's second child in Konoha, or he was chased like a dog. throw out.

Powerful cells bring about a body that is so strong that it is almost invulnerable to all poisons. In the past, on the battlefield, the toxin had no effect on Senjujuma at all. After the thing mixed with the toxin entered his body, the time between a few breaths It can be filtered out.

Mudun cells are invulnerable to him, but they are fatal to other people. The cells implanted in other people's bodies will in turn erode people's own cells. Too strong Mudun cells are active in the body and rotten. Like a disco on a wooden board, it will rot sooner or later.

But the cells of Qianjujujian do not have the ability to transform people into the Nth Qianjujujian.

If so, the world would be a disaster, and where to find N eldest nephews to talk to him is a heavy problem.

In contrast, Oni Wu Tsuji Mumi is like some kind of mollusk with strong regenerative ability. It has the regenerative ability comparable to Senjujuma, but it does not have the physical strength of Senjujuma to beat the whole ninja world.

"I understand, Miss Ge." Miss Zhu Shi's eyes were piercing, "A person who can delve into this field is really a very talented person."

"If Oni Wu Tsuji knew him before I turned into a ghost, I would be worthless to Oni Wu Tsuji." Ms. Zhushi pursed her lips with sad eyes, "I might...not be able to turn into a ghost .”

"But he will also be the one that Gui Wu Tsuji finds." Miss Zhu Shi said again.

Who did Ghost Dance Tsuji find?

Between Thousand Hands?

The corner of my eye twitched.

There is no return to meat buns beating dogs.

Not to mention whether he can drill through the barrier around Konoha.

Who in Konoha doesn't know that guy is a research madman?

In all likelihood, Oni Wu Tsuji would be sent to his laboratory by Senju Tomonama to be dissected with a scalpel.

"Miss Zhushi." I said, "Oniwu Tsujimumi, have you ever fought?"

Miss Zhu Shi was taken aback: "I...have never seen him fight anyone."

"The gap between human beings and ghosts is too great. Before Mr. Yuanyi created the breathing method, human beings could hardly compete with ghosts, let alone such evil ghosts as Ghost Mai Tsuji."

Even if he is a subordinate of the same kind, Onimai Tsuji is unwilling to reveal too much about himself.

Information about this ghost is really scarce.

"Miss Uta." Miss Zhushi said to me, "Onimai Tsuji is afraid of the sun, so he has been looking for something that can help him overcome the sun."

"Something that can make Onimai Tsuji Mumi overcome the sun?" I frowned.

"Yes." Ms. Zhu Shi said, "For hundreds of years, Gui Wu Tsuji Wumi has been wandering around and creating ghosts in order to find that medicinal herb called 'Blue Bana'."

"But he searched all over the country and couldn't find the blue Bana."

I put my hands on my knees, bent my index finger, and tapped on my knees one after another.

"It would be great if Miss Ge's friends could help us with our research." Miss Zhu Shi said suddenly.

friend?

I frowned.

"Who?" I asked subconsciously.

I don't have many friends, to be honest, I'm not very popular.

Although Senju Zhuma is a scumbag, he is the only one who can be called a friend by Madara.When I was called Raksha Uchiha Yuge, I didn't have many friends. Now that I think about it, I really don't have any serious friends.

friend?

Why didn't I know that I had friends like this?

Miss Zhu Shi looked at me puzzled, "Isn't the white-haired gentleman explained in Miss Song's illusion... a friend?"

"Huh?" I raised my eyebrows, feeling a little baffled, "The people in their family killed my whole family."

Between Thousand Hands?

My eldest nephew died at the hands of Qianshou Zhujian, my younger nephew died at the hands of Qianshou Feijian, my elder brother's death was inseparable from the Thousand Hands Buddha, and several other children of my elder brother died at the hands of Qianshou Feijian in the hands of the people at home.

With such a relationship, you tell me that he is my friend?

Miss Zhu Shi looked at me in disbelief: "Miss Ge's relatives are not ghosts..."

I shook my head: "No."

"But I did have something to do with ghosts when I joined the Ghost Killing Squad," I said.

"I'm really curious." Miss Zhu Shi was taken aback for a moment, and then said to me, "What kind of past did Miss Ge have?"

I pursed my lips: "It's just some bad things."

"But because there are things that are cherished, there are bad things in the future."

"Miss Ge, is it true that you can't invite that gentleman to the Ghost Slayer Squad?" Miss Zhu Shi asked cautiously.

I pinched the center of my brows, feeling very fucked in my heart: "I don't even know if he's still alive."

Anyway, I was stabbed to death by my own people, who will know what will happen after I die.

"It's very likely that I'm dead." Leaning against the back of the chair, I looked up at the ceiling and said softly.

Apart from Uzumaki Mito, who is Nine-Tails Jinchuriki, there is actually someone who can use Nine-Tails Chakra in this way.

The Noble Phantasm of the Sages of the Six Paths.

Just one of them is enough to choke Qian Shou Fei Jian.

I am dead.

The chance of surviving the Thousand Hands Door is quite small.

"How come..." Miss Zhu Shi murmured.

To deal with someone, knowing him is the first step, especially for an old monster like Guiwu Tsuji.

I don't know his strength.

There is also relatively little information about him.

If we continue like this, we have time, but it can be said that the dying protagonist doesn't have much time.

I lowered my eyes and thought about it. It is still necessary to face the century-old ghost head-on.

"Miss Zhushi, I think, I just had a confrontation with Oni Wu Tsuji."

The expression on Miss Zhushi's face became panic-stricken for an instant.

……

This conversation was not very pleasant.

Ms. Zhushi obviously expressed great disapproval of my idea of ​​going to confront Onimui Tsuji Muchan, and it was unbelievable that she looked at me like she was looking at a lunatic.

"Miss Ge!" Miss Zhu Shi raised her voice in a loss of composure, "Are you joking? That's Gui Wu Tsuji Wu Mi!"

I thought for a while: "Can Ghost Dance Tsuji create a large tropical rainforest out of thin air?"

Miss Zhu Shi was stunned for a moment: "I can't."

"Will it breathe fire? The scale that can cover a plain."

"No." Miss Zhu Shi said.

"Will it spray water? The scale of a flood."

Ms. Zhu Shi felt that I was talking about heavenly scriptures, but she still answered me: "No."

"That's all right," I said.

I even just passed Senju Hashirama head-on, and I don't believe that he can fight even more than Senju Hashirama.

Miss Zhu Shi's forehead was bulging with veins, and she tried to smile: "Mr. Yuanyi will probably arrive at the headquarters tonight. Miss Ge should discuss it with Mr. Yuanyi before doing this."

I:"……"

I looked at Miss Zhu Shi with solemn eyes, and solemnly asked her: "Miss Zhu Shi, can I stay with you tonight?"

Miss Zhu Shi smiled and told me: "It's getting late, Miss Ge, please go back."

So I was kicked out by Miss Zhushi and the butterfly who came to find Miss Zhushi to study the wisteria poison that kills ghosts together.

It was really late, the night sky echoed with insects, and the cold full moon hung on the dark sky, lonely and cold.

Hula a gust of wind, rolling the fallen leaves past my eyes.

Oh, woman.

The author has something to say:

Zhu Shi: I have seen people who are desperate, but I have never seen someone who is so capable of making troubles.

Butterfly: Just get used to it.

Song: Is it because I haven't driven a Gundam before, you don't believe me.

In the days when Yuan Yijiang was not around, Miss Ge who was so turbulent.

When Ge heard that Yuanyi was coming back, he was discouraged.

Zhu Shi: Can create forests out of thin air, spew out flames that cover the plains, and flood-like water. Is this a human being? !

Spotted:...

Judy: ...

Gate [-]: ...

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