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

Mr. Purgatory Yan Shoulang promised to keep it secret for me, and he would not tell others what I said.

I am relieved for the time being, there is a subtle similarity between Yan Shoulang from Purgatory and the person from Senshou Zhujian, but they are not completely similar. I believe he will keep his promise and will not tell others what I said.

For various reasons, I don't want to be regarded as a monster. I changed from "Rain Song" to "Song". I have no intention of stepping on the battlefield again, at least not now.

The thing I want to do most now is to heal my injury quickly, and then learn how to farm with Mr. Shiro. Since I am a farmer, being able to farm is an indispensable skill, although I don’t know if I can wield a hoe with my small body.

Not long after the conversation, Afeng came back with Mr. Shiro and the doctor.

The doctor is an old man, maybe ten years older than me before my death. He has a white beard and a face with dimples left by the years. His eyes are very clear, without any cloudiness at all.

The doctor told me that there should be a slight crack in my ribs, and it will never heal if I don't take care of it for a month, and he scolded me severely.

"How can the little girl be so wild? You can tell from this look that she was injured by a fall! Fortunately, it wasn't her face that was injured, so be careful not to get married!"

I:"……"

It's not that I want to get hurt.

I sat on the bed, puffed out my cheeks and sulked, and I made another note of that dead ghost in my heart.

The tone of the doctor’s words reminds me of Brother Tajima. I was a wild monkey when I was a child, and the Uchiha clan is a fighting clan, but it does not mean that we are barbaric. On the contrary, our clan rules are very strict, and every move is polite.

Girls are quiet and dignified girls when they are not on the battlefield or training ground. I happen to be an outlier among the dignified girls, climbing trees to dig out bird eggs, chasing the ninja cats at home, and fighting with boys of the same age. I've done all sorts of bad things, but Tajima-san always grabbed my ears and scolded me when he cleaned up my mess.

"Ye Cheng is so careful that he can't get married!"

In the end, I really didn't get married.

In my current situation, let alone farming, I still have to lie on the bed for a few days, and I have to be injured for a hundred days, and I have to recuperate for a long time.

Before going home, Yan Shoulang gave me a bottle of ointment and a piece of paper with an address written on it.Yan Shoulang said that if I change my mind, I can go to this address and report his name. As for the bottle of medicine, it is a good healing medicine, which is very useful for treating internal and external injuries.

I opened the bottle and smelled it. It is indeed a good medicine for wounds.

I thanked Yan Shoulang, and we parted after that. A black crow flew from the sky and brought Yan Shoulang a task.

That crow was really noisy. Although it wasn't as loud as Shoulang's, the crow kept repeating one sentence, which was enough to make my ears suffer again.

Yan Shoulang said it was a crow, and the members of the ghost killing team usually rely on this to send messages.

The crow can talk, which is a bit like a psychic beast, but it is not a psychic beast.

It's really fun.

"Do you like it?" Yan Shoulang asked me suddenly, "If you join the Ghost Killing Squad, you will have one too!"

I turned my head away: "...I appreciate your kindness, I want to go home and farm."

Damn, are you a salesman?

After Yan Shoulang left, Mr. Shiro cleaned out some of the things in the baskets he was carrying along the way, and A Feng took some with him. The bamboo baskets are very tough, and children will not rot even if they sit on them.

Ah Feng is bigger than me, but it's not impossible to go in, just clear out some of the things.

I seem to know what Mr. Shiro is going to do.

Mr. Shiro put the basket upright on the ground, with a simple and honest smile on his face, "Come! Song, go in! I'll carry you back!"

I:"……"

I reject!

In the end, I sat in and was carried back to the village by Mr. Shiro. I didn’t want to, I really didn’t want to, but now I don’t even have to drive for half a day, and even when I get out of bed, my chest hurts a few times.

So I gave in, honestly climbed into the basket, and let Mr. Shiro carry me back without love.

Mr. Shiro walks very steadily, as long as the road is not rough and there is not too much shaking along the way, I sit in the basket, which shakes like a mother's cradle, and I feel drowsy.

"Song." Mr. Shiro's voice suddenly came from the front, and my drowsiness receded a little.

"Ok?"

"Thank you," Mr. Shiro said.

"Ah."

The sun was dazzling, I pulled a piece of coarse cloth in the basket, covered my eyes, rested my head on the edge of the frame, and fell asleep.

I was carried back to my home by Mr. Shiro. Mr. Shiro said that he came to see me. As soon as the words fell, Mr. Shiro's wife rushed in, holding a bamboo basket in her hand, which contained various simple ingredients.

The other party put the ingredients on the floor of the house, stretched out his hand and grabbed Mr. Shiro's ear, and scolded him for being a man for nothing, and even asked Xiaoge to save the two of them.

I was intimidated.

To be honest, I have never seen a woman like Mrs. Shiro. Most of the women in my impression are gentle and considerate, dignified and generous women like mothers. I have never seen it.

You ask Uzumaki Mito, wife of Senju Bashima?

Oh, Mrs. Hokage has a fist, and one punch can smash a street.

A woman is an animal that can turn her face faster than a book. When Mr. Shiro looked at me after scolding, the smile on her face was instantly like a loving mother.

I:"……"

shit.

I can only use these two words to describe my current mood.

For lunch, Mr. and Mrs. Shiro took a few children to make do with my family. Of course, I can’t do a lot of exercise. Mrs. Shiro cooked the meal.

The days that followed were like this. Injury to this body was really fatal. It would be no problem for me to do some simple work by myself after such an injury before, but this body was forced to take shape. It takes half a month to function normally.

After half a month, I still can't learn farming from Mr. Shiro, but I can help Mrs. Shiro with some simple tasks, such as cutting a vegetable, and helping her take care of the children. The youngest daughter of Mr. Shiro and Mrs. Shiro is only Three years old, the youngest son is only a little over one year old.

I am quite comfortable with bringing up children, after all, there are precedents of Madara and Quanna.

"Ah, you must be a very gentle mother in the future." Mrs. Shiro looked at me and rolled her eyes with a smile.

Gentle mother...?

I hugged Mrs. Shiro's youngest son Katsutaro, held Katsutaro's creaking nest with my hand, and taught him to walk. The child wobbled and giggled non-stop.

The child's eyelashes are very long, the skin is soft, tender, clean and spotless, like an angel.

I lowered my eyes and couldn't help wondering, am I really qualified to have such a little angel?

More than a month later, I took Katsutaro and Mr. Shiro's daughter Xiaokui to sit in front of their house.

Mr. Shiro's home is located on a very gentle slope. From a distance, you can see the glistening field ridges and the villagers planting rice seedlings inside.

The sky was very blue, and the brilliance of the sun sprinkled from the sky onto the water surface in the sky, as if sprinkled with pieces of gold, the water surface sparkled.

I held Katsutaro in my arms and stared at the people who were farming in the fields, envious for a while.

so good.

"Song!"

Someone was calling me, and when I looked up, I saw a girl who was a few years older than me, and I recognized her as Mr. Shiro's next-door daughter, Huacai.

"What are you doing here?" Cauliflower sat down and asked me.

"Take care of the children and watch people plant the land." I said.

Cauliflower pouted, "What's so interesting about farming? We plant every day."

No, that's you, I haven't planted land.

"I want to farm." I said seriously.

I have found a new dream, which is to fill my stomach with the food grown by myself.

Huacai looked at me suspiciously, "You really have no ambition."

"Then what is your ambition?" I thought it was a little funny, both of us were quite funny.

"Marry Ah Sheng at the east entrance of the village." Huacai blushed.

I:"……"

Oh country love story.

My injury is almost healed, thanks to Yan Shoulang's ointment, this ointment has a very good effect on internal and external injuries, and thanks to Mr. Shiro's family during this period, I don't need to drink Northwest Wind.

"You don't have to thank me, if it wasn't for Ge, my incompetent husband and son might not survive that day." Mrs. Shiro smiled softly, "If I really want to thank you, I hope Ge can be my daughter-in-law when I grow up. "

I was taken aback for a long time and didn't know how to answer.

"Of course, you have to look up to my useless son." Mrs. Shiro smiled understandingly.

I was literally put to shame by Mrs. Shiro.

Marriage was not in my life plan from the very beginning, even if it was, I didn't expect to get married and have children, I didn't even think that I could live past 30 years old.

After all, the average lifespan of a ninja is 30 years old, and a ninja who can live past 30 years old is considered lucky and long-lived.

This year's land will not be able to be planted. As I said, farmers depend on the sky for their food. The sowing season has passed, and only the harvesting season is left.

After recovering from the injury, I have no reason to rely on others anymore. Mr. Shiro and I have no blood relationship. Even if he had the intention of adopting me, I refused.

Nearly fifty years old, I don't want to rely on young people to live. Since I want to live, I don't want to rely on others to live.

But it's too lonely, maybe I should get a dog or a cat or something.

When it was close to dusk, I wrapped my head with a scarf, even if it was close to the sun, it was still very strong, which could reduce the probability of heatstroke, so I went out with a small wooden basin.

I'm going to catch two fish from the river for supper tonight.

The edge of the field is glowing with water, the ridge in the distance outlines a beautiful curve on the horizon, the surrounding trees are verdant, the sun is sparsely falling from the branches and leaves, and the sound of birds can be heard from time to time.

I saw tadpoles, which are young frogs.

The little black ones swung their tails across the water, moving like elves in the water, one by one, like close brothers and sisters.

I took the wooden basin and walked into the water. This is a field that has just been planted with seedlings. The water is a bit cold, but it is just right.

I picked up the wooden basin and picked up some of the tadpoles. The tadpoles caught in the basin were like lost children, running around in panic in the wooden basin, and calmed down not long after.

I held the wooden basin and looked at the frog cubs inside for a long time.

"Song"'s parents and elder brother died of the epidemic, and my parents and relatives also died. The two people in different worlds are alone.

My nose was sore, and tears "slapped" and fell.

I'm not a crybaby, I've been crying non-stop since I came here, it's really embarrassing, if Madara knows it, I'll be laughed to death.

Suddenly, I was a little envious of these elves in the mountains. Even though they don't have the language intelligence like humans, they have brothers and sisters, one by one, and a group of tadpoles together, so they won't be alone.

"What are you doing?" A childish voice sounded from behind, and it didn't sound like other brats bluffing, it was calm and calm like the surface of windless water.

"Everyone in my family died of the epidemic." I stood motionless in the water with my wooden basin in my arms. "I'm very lonely, so I want to bring home the tadpoles in the rice fields."

The voice didn't speak anymore, the sun began to set, the golden sun turned into a glow, the clouds in the sky were dyed a layer of golden red, and on the mountain to the west, the sun's face was half exposed.

I should go home.

I put the tadpoles back into the water. These little things were extremely slow. When they returned to their homeland, they didn't run away instantly, but slowly wagged their tails and swayed in the water.

"Don't you take them home?" The voice rang again.

Ah, it turns out that it hasn't left yet.

"These children who were forced to leave their homes are very poor," I said.

The sound was gone again.

I hugged the wooden basin, ready to go home, and I didn't want to eat fish or anything.

"Then I'll go home with you." The voice rang again.

The wind blows through the mountains, blowing my hair, the sun is setting, and the beautiful singing of birds is echoing in the mountains.

I paused for a moment with the hand holding the wooden basin, and turned my head to see which kind of idiot this is. Wouldn't you be afraid to pack it up and sell it when you go home with strangers casually?

I saw a child standing by the rice field, his hair was like burning coals in winter, and he wore earrings in the shape of sun rings. He stood quietly by the rice field and looked at me.

It's like a cat.

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