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

That was a long time ago.

The thing that was sealed in the deepest part of my memory, I thought it would never be remembered from that dusty corner.

But the fact is that human memory is a very magical thing, even if I don't think about it deliberately, it will come out of my memory, swaggeringly now, with a strong sense of existence as it did back then.

In the Warring States Period with frequent wars, frequent killings brought about a sharp drop in the survival rate. I have no idea how long this situation has lasted. I only know that this era began sometime a long time ago and has continued until The time I was born, raised, called a Rakshasa is still going on.

The survival rate is decreasing year after year, but the frequency of war outbreaks is the opposite, increasing year after year. In order to put more combat power on the battlefield, even young children are sent to the battlefield, and the ensuing It is the premature death of a large number of children.

I was very lucky. Among the group of children who were sent to the battlefield that year, I was the only one who survived, but such luck was also unfortunate.

A ninja is a tool. Even if it is a newly forged weapon, it can be preserved intact in the first confrontation with the enemy. For the time being, it can be said that this is a good weapon.Since it is a good weapon, it needs to be polished so that it can kill the enemy better in the next use.

Grinding means that more blood will be stained, and it is destined to be a sad tool of war in the future.

"Whether it is the murderer or the murdered person, it is sad."

The old wandering monk, with the vicissitudes and ravines left by the years on his face, the Buddhist beads turning in his hands, and the Buddhist scriptures whispering in his mouth.

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I don't know what he was reading. After many years, many things have been blurred in my memory. It can be regarded as a miracle to remember these words.

Probably when I was able to carry out tasks alone, age... after my father died.

I don't remember much about the specific content of the task I performed, but the old monk I accidentally met during the task remained in my memory for no reason.

The wheels in memory ran over the flat soil layer of the path, and the wind blowing from the sky rolled the grass leaves on both sides of the path, whirring to the sky.

Without a companion, I only brought Mr. Tachibana Fire.

He didn't wear Uchiha's national uniform, he was wearing a very simple kimono, covered with a rough cloak.

He didn't carry extra weapons, only a scroll, a few kunai and steel wires in the scroll, and the Taidao on his waist.

I look like a ronin on the go.

This road is neither wide nor narrow, just enough to accommodate a convoy.

This is a team of merchants, the scale is larger than many teams I have seen, the owner of the team is a good person, he will not be too harsh on his subordinates, and it can even be regarded as preferential treatment.

A lot of money, good treatment, these are enough to make those who come to work for him do their best for him.

"Little girl, if you don't mind, let's go together."

The middle-aged man in the motorcade beckoned to me. The simple smile didn't make me feel soothed, but instead gave me a little strange heaviness.

I am not the only outsider in the convoy. There is also an old monk whose clothes are covered with dust. He is really old. Like a centipede, his old wound ran across the entire back of his hand ferociously.

With his eyes closed, he twirled the prayer beads that looked as old as him with his fingers, chanting words in his mouth.

I could see at a glance that it was a knife wound.

This old monk doesn't look like a simple old monk.

He is very old.

But always alive.

free.

There is always no home.

In the Warring States Period, wars were frequent and there were many thieves. The monks who have snacks should honestly stay in the temple to practice, and run around like they think their lives are too long.

But the fact is as I can see before my eyes, the monk who has lived to this age, except for the hideous knife wound, can be regarded as unharmed.

The sky is a clean blue, and there is the whistling sound of the wind whizzing by in my ears, and the slender grass blades roll across the sky, and from time to time, there will be a few birdsongs passing by like running water.

The wheels rolled over dry dirt, and the air smelled of blades of grass.

The old monk fiddled with the Buddhist beads in his hand, and fine scriptures overflowed from his mouth.

"crunch-"

A horse neighing from ahead.

The groom reined in the reins that restrained the horse, and the four-hoofed animal with brown-red mane raised its head and neighed a few times before lowering its head. The horse's hooves made a few clicks on the dry soil.

The body shook a few times, and the cargo behind it moved forward a little due to inertia.

Amid the exclamations of people around, the old monk remained calm, as if everything around him had nothing to do with him, and he just had to recite his scriptures.

"You are a ninja." The old monk who had been chanting sutras with his eyes closed opened his eyes.

After seeing those lifeless eyes, I knew it was a blind man.

I didn't speak, but the hand on the handle of the knife slid the knife out without a sound.

Even if he is blind, I have no reason to underestimate him.

Guys who can live to this age will not be good stubble.

"crunch-"

The wheels turned again, and the cart carrying the goods staggered forward.

The confrontation in the car seemed to be over, and the old monk spoke again: "I'm still a child."

I frowned: "I'm not a child."

According to the concept of the Ninja, being able to go out on missions alone is equivalent to being an independent adult.

But the old monk laughed out loud, and after a brief laugh, he looked at me with dull eyes again: "Every ninja is like this, whether you are fine or me."

I looked at the old monk suspiciously: "Are you also a ninja?"

The old monk clasped his hands together, lowered his head and told me: "It used to be."

"Then now."

"Not now," said the old monk, "I'm tired."

"Sin karma leads to the loss of happiness and thoughts." The old monk read the scriptures lightly, "Little girl, I am a sinner."

"The karma that has been done must be repaid in the future."

"What are you talking about?" I don't understand.

"Retribution, what I'm talking about is retribution. The karma you have created will eventually usher in retribution in the future." The prayer beads were turning between the fingers that were like dry old branches.

I let go of the handle of the knife in my hand and asked him softly, "I don't understand."

"Then what retribution will I have?"

The old monk's fingers turning the prayer beads paused: "That depends on what karma you have created."

"What career have you created?"

"Little girl."

"The cause and effect of this world..."

The old monk clasped his hands together and murmured softly. .

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Ghost Slayer Squad Headquarters, Houshan.

The headquarters of the Ghost Killing Squad is located in the mountains, shrouded in green forests. At dawn, the morning sun pierces the sky and the night can hear the singing of birds one after another, and the morning mist dyed with the golden brilliance of the sun permeates the entire forest.

The rushing water falls from the top, like a white curtain when it falls, rolling countless transparent and shiny beads and falling into the river below.

I actually don't like places with a lot of water, because I am the Uchiha who likes to use fire escape.

But since it's Watanabe's request, I can't help it. Who told me to be the instructor of the Ghost Slayer Squad.

When stepping lightly on the surface of the water, Watanabe stared at the place where the soles of his feet were in contact with the water surface, except for the small ripples that appeared circle after circle, there was nothing unusual.

"Song, Miss Song?!" Watanabe stammered.

I stared at the stunned water column with dead eyes, and said blankly: "Ninja's compulsory course, five-year-old children basically know it."

Watanabe: "..."

Not only Watanabe, but even the few pillars who were watching by the side were silent.

Watanabe was silent for a while before murmuring in a low voice: "Is this weird?"

I stood on the water with the knife in my hand and looked at Watanabe with my head tilted. I was a little puzzled: "What's so strange?"

"Miss Ge doesn't think..." Watanabe stopped talking halfway through.

"Like vampirism." I finished the sentence for him.

Watanabe nodded.

"Well." I scratched my face, and stood on the water in a leisurely manner, "Ninjutsu is indeed a bit similar to vampire jutsu."

"But it's different," I said.

"What's the difference?" Sang Dao on the shore raised his hand weakly, and the crowd watching by him looked like curious babies just like Sang Dao.

After I muttered something to the children, I honestly gave them a simple explanation.

"Blood ghost is a supernatural power," I said. "Generally speaking, a ghost has only one kind of blood ghost."

"In my understanding, the condition for activation is also the ghost's body and the energy of the ghost's body." I stretched out my finger, "The way to activate the vampire technique and support the normal activities of the body is to ingest it through cannibalism."

"The condition for ninjutsu to be activated is to pass the seal." I stretched out my hand and formed the seal of the transformation technique, with a 'bang—', and after the smoke was lingering, it turned into Yuanyi's appearance.

With red feathers, crimson hair tails, and flower earrings with sun-shaped patterns, she stood quietly on the water while holding on to the handle of the knife.

Yan Sheng: "..."

"Master Rizhu!" Watanabe let out a strange cry, "Are you Miss Ge or Master Rizhu?!"

I:"……"

I'm afraid it's not a fool.

I stood on the surface of the water with my arms folded, and said with a blank face, "The ninjutsu released by different seals is also different."

I formed another seal of the shadow clone technique, and the people standing on the water became two.

Watanabe: "Master Hilzhu has become two!!!"

Yan Sheng: "..."

This man is stupid.

I made a sign of solution against Yuanyi's face with dead fish eyes, and canceled the transformation technique and shadow clone at the same time.

"As for the energy we need to perform ninjutsu," I said, "let's call it 'Chakra'."

"As long as both parents are ninjas with Chakra, [-]% of the offspring will have it." I said, "My parents are both ninjas, so my physique is almost inherited from them."

"Nothing special."

The few guys standing on the shore fell silent, and I deeply felt a little condemnation from the eyes they looked at me.

I:? ? ?

"Then, Miss Ge's strength...?" Yan Zhu, who had been silent all this time, suddenly asked.

"Most of what I learned came from my family, but that move is not from my family." I said, "That is what I imitated."

"imitate?"

"Yeah." I continued, "My family's eyes are...a bit special."

"The more advanced the evolution, the more things you can see, and you can predict, disassemble, and imitate many moves."

"Where I live is a chaotic situation, there are many ninja clans besides my clan."

"One of the families is good at sealing and strange power." I said, "The foundation of strange power is also chakra. The principle is to attach the chakra set to the fist and detonate the moment it touches the target."

Looking around, I found a large smooth rock that looked solid and washed by the water flow. I made a fist with my dominant hand, and the chakra was attached to the fist. I stepped forward and leaned forward. I raised my fist and punched On the nearby rock, with the fist as the center, spider web-like cracks spread to the surrounding area, and the debris fell gradually with the sound of Kerala.

With a sound of "boom--", the whole rock was torn apart, and the rock block sank into the water after a few "plops".

"I can only scratch the surface." I said, "If the Lord comes, this area will be turned into ruins."

Or blast the God of Ninja 100 meters.

Yan Sheng: "..."

Rock pillar: "..."

Naruto: "..."

Water column: "..."

I looked at this group of children with dead eyes, and complained in my heart that knowledge is a good thing.

"Is the 'righteous master' an acquaintance of Miss Ge?" Sang Dao swallowed.

"Ah." I said casually, "Butterfly's character is quite similar to her."

Water column: "..."

Me: "Her husband likes to gamble."

Naruto: "..."

Me: "If you don't go home and run to gamble and get caught by her, you will be thrown out like this and smash a few walls."

Yan Sheng: "..."

Me: "I can't die anyway, I can pick myself out of the wall alive and kicking on the spot, it doesn't matter if I hit it a few more times."

Rock pillar: "..."

Me: "Anyway, this level can't kill him, beast."

Dead cockroach beards, rotten watermelon heads, fat casino sheep.

Back then, you used seppuku to deceive my eldest nephew's feelings. You have the guts to cut your [beep——][beep——].

You can kill harakiri, I Uchiha, write the three characters backwards.

I spat again: "Scum."

It will also deceive you.

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……

After pulling the skin for a while to satisfy the child's curiosity, the formal training began.

This training is mainly to solve the problem of Water Column Watanabe.

Watanabe went on a ghost hunting mission in a month. The ghost he killed had the ability to control water. Although he succeeded in killing the ghost in the end, the method he used hurt one thousand enemies and eight hundred.

Although the bait tactic is easy to use, the risk of being counter-killed if you are not careful is also quite high.

Watanabe is a water column, and the breath used is the breath of water.

The ability of the beheaded ghost happened to be related to water, and it dived directly to the bottom of the water during the battle, avoiding Watanabe's attack.

After thinking about it, I lifted Watanabe from the bank and threw him into the water.

Watanabe: "..."

Watanabe: "???"

Watanabe: "Miss Song?"

"Use your sword shape to change the water." I said.

The rivers flowing in the plains are calm, and the waterfalls falling from the cliffs are swift.

Compared with diamonds, water is weak and boneless, but it is flexible and changeable. Diamonds that have been hit several times may shatter, but flowing water falling from high mountains will find a suitable way to survive and continue to flow.

"From now on, you are water." I said, "If you have nothing to do, learn from the rock pillars and meditate under the waterfall."

Don't go to the butterfly house all day long to find butterflies for beating.

Rock pillar: "..."

"You use water breathing."

"Water is a flexible thing, and your breath is named after it, and it can achieve the same effect."

The pillars of the Ghost Killing Team are not idle people. They were able to survive before the emergence of breathing techniques. I believe they lack neither talent nor hard work.

After soaking in the water for a day, at sunset, when Watanabe picked up the sword and used the sword shape of breathing water to practice against me, I clearly felt that this guy had a different understanding of "change", even faintly. Joyo has a tendency to develop new sword types.

"I am invincible in the water!" The knife in his hand was swung in different shapes, and Watanabe's self-confidence swelled in the changing tide, and he let out a series of vulgar laughter.

I was dead fish-eyed, the knife in my hand turned in a circle, the knife closed the scabbard, and my fingers formed seals.

"Fire escape · Huo Huo extinction."

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Most of the water in the river was evaporated by the tumbling flames like sea waves, and the water level of the river bed dropped until new water fell from the waterfall, refilling the river bed below with a clatter.

Watanabe, who was scalded by the boiling hot water, hung his last breath and was carried to the Butterfly House by the rock pillar, and left a sentence of "too much" before leaving.

I folded my arms and said noblely and coldly: "Which grown-up have you ever seen get angry with a child?"

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The remaining water vapor above the river is slowly evaporating upwards. The clouds in the sky are so gorgeous that they seem to have been scalded by the fire just now. The sky is a bit cloudy gray-blue, as if it has been tainted a bit dark.

The sound of the prayer beads in the ear turning at the fingertips seems to be still there.

The old monk clasped his hands together and said to me: "The cause and effect in this world..."

I stood under the sky full of fire-burned clouds, the mountains and rivers were pitch black, and my feet were sticky dark red.

The author has something to say:

Yan Sheng: Why do you want to become Yuan Yi? !

Yan Sheng: The younger brother has become two! !

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Shui Zhu: I will avoid provoking butterflies in the future, I feel like I will be killed.

Yan Shengjiang: Shall I go home... No, my wife is not so scary!I was a little worried that my younger brother would be beaten to death after marriage, no, the Son of God is not that fragile! 【Seeing my sister-in-law's fists made me suspicious again.jpg.】

Yuan Yijiang: Ha Qiu——

Yuan Yijiang:? ? ?

Naruto: I'm so worried that I will be beaten to death by my future wife.

Rock pillar: Namo Amitabha...

Note: "Sinful karma causes loss of happiness and thought of happiness." ——From "Lotus Sutra Huacheng Yupin"

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