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

This is not right.

Really very wrong.

The morning sun that diffuses into the window sill is like clear flowing water, swaying wisteria flowers fall from the canopy, and shadows fall on the tatami.

The little three-colored cat lying on the window sill yawned, "Mi--" and then jumped from the window sill to the corridor of the courtyard with its tail flicking.

The paper gate of the courtyard was left open, and after the first morning light pierced the black curtain of the sky, the morning light streamed in through the open gate.

The soft morning light gently sprinkled on the crimson hair tail, so that beautiful hair tail was highlighted with a layer of soft golden color.

I don't know where to look at the hair tie that was untied last night, and the long red hair is scattered between the bedding, and the ends of the hair are uneasy.

His eyelashes are very long, his breathing is shallow and even, his skin is very fair, and he sleeps quietly and soundly in the twilight morning light. No matter how harmless he looks, people can only think of a cat.

Cats are creatures that love to nap in the sun.

The broken hair on the forehead was raised restlessly. I wanted to reach out and touch it, but I couldn't move.

Can't move.

Really can't move.

It was only after I regained my senses that I noticed that the hands behind my waist tightly hugged my waist, and the whole person was pulled into his arms like this, each other's bodies were tightly attached to each other, and the clothes were very thin, separated by a thin layer. Clothes, body temperature is clearly transmitted.

Can't move.

I stared stupidly at the face of the ruler near me.

When the line connecting the sky and the ground faintly emitted the light of the rising sun, I opened my eyes and saw that very familiar face. After being stunned, I have been staring at that face until now.

The brain began to work hard again.

What happened?

The eyelashes of the person holding me trembled, as if he was about to wake up from his sleep, I closed my eyes reflexively.

The line of sight returned to the darkness, but after waiting for a long time, there was no other sound except the sound of gurgling water and the crisp birdsong in the courtyard.

There was a rustling sound as the quilt was gently rubbed, and the hands around my waist were tightened, and then a fluffy head was buried in the socket of my neck, and after rubbing it twice, it stopped moving.

I opened my eyes suddenly, almost jumping out of bed and dancing in place.

This is really wrong! !

Why did it become like this? ! ! !

The person who buried his cheek in the pit of my neck moved a few times and then became silent. He took warm breaths, and fell on the skin on the neck that was much more sensitive than other places.

The whole body's touch became very strange, the excessively high temperature swept the whole body, and even the fingertips became abnormally sensitive.

I dare not move.

I can't make any effort, even my fingertips are soft.

I'm afraid that if I move, the person clinging to me will wake up, and I'm also afraid that if I move, this strange feeling will become even more strange.

I silently recalled what happened last night in my mind, and I briefly summed up the following points.

Yuanyi had a nightmare.

Yuan Yi, who had a nightmare, seems to be playing a hooligan on me?

Or the kind of hooligans who play with reason?

I:"……"

Bah, I was thinking about Taozi, how could Yuanyi really want to play hooligans, at most it's just a strange brain circuit.

It's not like we didn't sleep together when we were young, why am I being hypocritical?

Be cold, calm down.

The warm breath in the nest of my neck came and went, light and fluttering, as if a feather was scratching my body, my chest rose and fell, I took a few deep breaths, but found that it was useless at all, the temperature on my cheeks rose instead of falling.

If this continues, I feel that I may burn my brain out due to overheating.

First of all, find a time... ah bah!What the hell am I thinking?

I:"……"

Let's wake people up first.

……

Terrible.

What, how did you call someone here?

First, move first.

Still can't move.

I moved my arm with difficulty, but the encircled arm didn't move at all, I couldn't move, it was too tight.

I opened my mouth and wanted to call Yuanyi's name, but suddenly felt the hands around my waist loosen, then tightened again, and my whole body was pressed against him again.

There were tickling sensations on my cheeks, the slightly curly hair rubbed gently on my face, the skin on the back of my neck became sensitive again, someone's cheek rubbed against the skin on the back of my neck again.

I:"……"

Appears to be awake.

After realizing that the other party had woken up, I opened my mouth and called out his name: "Yuanyi."

"Good morning." There was a muffled voice from the neck, and the hands holding me loosened, and there was finally a little distance between the tightly pressed bodies.

"Good morning." I moved back calmly, my crimson eyes shone with golden light, crystal clear like some kind of precious gems, my heartbeat seemed to miss a beat, I looked away in embarrassment , "Do you want to stay in bed?"

Yuan Yi didn't speak, but nodded honestly.

Me: "I didn't expect you to be such a fate."

Honest Mr. Yuanyi told me in a calm tone: "The song is so soft."

I:"……"

"It's very comfortable to hold." Seriously face jpg.

I:"……"

"I don't want to get up anymore." Seriously summed up jpg.

I felt that if I didn't get up again, I was going to die on the spot. After throwing off the quilt in a hurry, I ran away with my messy hair, almost in a state of embarrassment.

Grinning my teeth and saying 'get up quickly', I ran away in embarrassment, my back was almost scalded by the sight of Yuanyi who was sitting in the quilt with his hair curled up all over the place.

Ah, this morning is really... bad.

I clutched my hot cheeks and leaned against the door frame of my room, almost losing my strength.

……

Between the verdant greenery of the mountains and forests is the slanting sun. When the layers of branches and leaves cover the sky, some gaps are inevitably missed, so the light is revealed from those gaps, as if dancing gently in the air. pale gold gauze.

The running water in the courtyard rushed past, and the bamboo pipe filled with water hit the stone slab with a "bang--".

The wisteria flowers in the shadows are mottled with light and shadow, bunch after bunch, quietly hanging down from the top of the head.

I almost took a pill this morning.

After tossing and tossing for a long time, I found my sanity from nowhere in the corner. The sky was already bright, and I realized that I hadn’t had breakfast yet. It was a problem whether Yuan Yi, who had just returned home last night, had eaten dinner.

"The song is so soft."

A low and gentle voice sounded in the ears again, the back of the neck was itchy, and the hand holding on to the door frame was tightened. After the sound of 'Kla', several small cracks spread like spreading spider silk.

"It's very comfortable to hold."

Damn, don't even think about it.

Can't think about this anymore.

Can't think about it.

this is not right.

I patted my cheek and bit my lip, the slight pain woke me up a bit.

Yuanyi doesn't know this, so I can't think about it anymore.

After taking a few deep breaths, I stood up straight as if nothing had happened. Out of the corner of my eye, I saw a clear crack on the door frame. I shook my head, feeling that the house is old and needs to be renovated, and then I went to the kitchen to make breakfast. .

The aftermath of the unbalanced heartbeat is that when I was cooking with my chin in my hand, I almost burned my elbow. If it wasn't for the sudden opening of the door, I would have left an ugly scar on my elbow.

Yuanyi, who was holding my arm, was obviously taken aback. He looked left and right to see that I was really safe before letting go of my hand.

I had to make a new breakfast, cook a new pot of rice, serve it with tamagoyaki and seaweed miso soup, and Yuanyi watched from the side while cooking. I wanted to ask him to go out and wait several times. After seeing those red eyes, he swallowed the words silently.

So Yuanyi stayed by the side to help me, in order to prevent me from losing my mind and cut myself up, Yuanyi did the whole process of using the knife.

After breakfast, the crow flew back from outside and landed on the wisteria trellis in the courtyard, and called Yuan Yi out by flapping its wings.

Before he left, he raised his hand and poked my forehead. I covered my forehead, at a loss, and stared at him blankly.

"I will come back safely." Yuan Yi's mouth curved into a shallow arc, and his eyes were like gentle spring water.

"Oh." I replied a syllable in a daze.

When he realized it, Yuanyi had already pushed aside the railing and went out.

I stood in the yard blankly.

The path paved with stone slabs is mottled with light and shadow, and purple petals fall from the top of the tree from time to time.

Poke forehead.

I vaguely remember that my father also liked to poke my mother's forehead like this.

I touched my forehead, as if the temperature of Yuanyi's fingertips was still on it.

……

After noon, the sun in the mountains has a faint tendency to sink to the west.

The crow, who followed Feng Zhu to go out to perform the task, hurriedly brought back a bad news - Feng Zhu was lost.

The Ghost Slayer Squad is such a big pillar, he lost it.

The corners of my eyes twitched as I watched the crows flapping their wings and screaming on the stone lantern in the courtyard, feeling indifferent in my heart.

I lost the pillar of the ghost killing team, but I couldn't get nervous anyway.

Fengzhu, who has a grumpy old man personality, has a crow with such an off-line personality, I'm afraid he's usually quite grumpy.

The pillar of the Ghost Killing Squad was missing, and what he told the crow of the person involved seemed to be like a mother who took her son shopping and accidentally lost her son on the street, and now she is posting a missing person notice.

The crow lying on the stone lantern flapped its wings and hurriedly repeated the sentence "The wind column is lost, it is lost", by the way, with a drawn-out sound.

I:"……"#

I was so afraid that I would not be able to control myself and rushed to kill it.

Compared with the civet clan who assisted the Uchiha clan in the past dynasties and partnered with the Uchiha clan, Tachibana is obviously not suitable for activities on the battlefield, so I simply stopped training Tachibana to become a ninja cat, and continued to equip with the Ghost Killing Team Crow partner.

I miss Mr. Tachibana so much.

Sure enough, I like my ninja cat more than the crow.

I don't know if Mr. Orange Fire and those kittens will find another psychic contractor after my death, or simply live in the civet house for the elderly.

The lord under the eaves gestured to the crow squatting on the stone lantern, and the crow closed its mouth obediently after receiving the order.

The lord smiled apologetically at the two people in the courtyard: "Sorry, this kid is a little anxious."

The expression on the swordsman's face standing in the cobblestone courtyard was still as serious as usual, and the voice of the crow did not seem to affect him.

Holding the knife, Yan Sheng said expressionlessly, "No problem, my lord."

There are only two people in the courtyard today, one is Yan Sheng and the other is me.

The lord explained the situation to us simply.

Three days ago, Feng Zhu accepted the task and went to a city in the Kansai area to perform the task of hunting ghosts.

Before Fengzhu received the mission, some team members had already been killed by the ghosts in the city, and the number of ordinary people who were murdered by ghosts was also quite a few, even more than the Huajie mission not long ago.

Now that he had received the news of the ghost, he couldn't let it go. The second day Fengzhu sneaked into the city, that is, yesterday, the connection with the crow was suddenly cut off.

The crow wandering in the city couldn't find Fengzhu for a long time, so he had to go back to the headquarters to seek support.

The temperature in summer is gradually rising, heat waves are rolling in the air, and the summer cicadas hiding in the shade of trees keep singing.

Most of the protagonist's face was sunk in the shadows, but there was always this gentle smile.

With the passage of time, most of the protagonist's face has been covered by those ugly spots, but I am not anxious or hesitant because I am getting closer to my own death. I am still the same as the first time I saw him. Calm and calm, wise and indifferent.

……

"Rain song."

I suddenly thought of Quanna after changing my eyes to Madara.

"Tell me a story or sing a song." The young man sitting between the quilts bent his mouth.

There are layers of gauze wrapped around his eyes, and his body has become so thin that only a few bones are left. The bathrobe that fit just right in the past feels empty on his body, but he is smiling, just like when he was a child. Before going to bed, I want me to tell stories and sing to lull him to sleep.

So sad, so sad.

why?

why why?

why are you dying

Why do I want to see the death of someone I cherish again?

"Don't cry." Quanna said suddenly.

"I didn't cry." I bit my lip, sourness welling up in my nostrils.

"I heard it." Quan Nai bent the corner of her mouth, "Sniffing sound."

I immediately heard the sound of sniffling, but I couldn't stop the sourness pouring into my nasal cavity, my eye sockets were hot and moist, and the tears that were suppressed in my eye sockets seemed likely to roll down at any time.

"Would you like to come over here?"

Quan Nai was sitting between the white quilts, the golden sun was slanting down from the window, the ends of her hair were dyed brilliant gold, and the thin body of the young man seemed to be diffused in this golden light anytime, anywhere.

I moved towards the quilt, and when I got close, Quan Nai stretched out her hands to hold my face, all the way down, then the neck, then the shoulders, and finally put the whole body on my knees.

I was so thin that only a handful of bones remained, and I leaned my head sideways on my knees. I didn’t face the fear and anxiety of death, and what I had was just a touch of tranquility. The faint golden light fell on the somewhat fried black hair. I was thinking of a kitten basking in the sun.

If only it could be that comfortable.

"Yuge is like a mother." Quan Nai said softly.

I stroked his black hair lightly, unlike Madara's hair that was so hard that it could prick people to death, Quanna's hair was soft.

"I've never seen my mother." A young and warm voice sounded in the air, "But I think mother is just like Yuge."

I bit my lip, suppressing the desire to cry so that my voice would not tremble like that: "Sister-in-law Eri is much better than me."

"Singing is better than me." I gently stroked Quan Nai's hair, "The personality is gentler than mine."

"His smile is prettier than mine, and Quanna's smile is very similar to Mrs. Eri's." I continued.

The person on my knee laughed out loud, "Because it's Yuge."

"It's okay to be grumpy, that's Yuge."

The dust by the window rises and falls in the sunlight, the sky is as clean as a washed blue, and the crisp birdsong echoes among the distant mountains.

"Thank you, Yuge." The voice was as calm as the gurgling water of a brook, quiet and warm, "Thank you for always, always being by my brother and me."

"Thank you for not leaving."

……

Many things, no matter how tossing and turning, will never be forgotten. Many times, in many places, they will emerge from a certain corner of the memory and reappear with emotion.

The wisteria flowers in the courtyard are mottled with light and shadow, and the young man under the eaves is thin, with most of his face shrouded in shadows, and ugly scars can be vaguely seen from the hands placed on his knees.

His weak body seemed to be able to fall to the ground with a slight push, and he could no longer sit up like now, but he was always taking his time and handling the matter in front of him with ease.

"Please be careful." The lord, whose face was mostly covered in shadow, said with a smile.

"Hi."

"Hi." I lowered my eyelashes, "Please take care of your body, my lord."

The young man sitting under the eaves just smiled: "I will."

……

I kept talking while I was on my way, and after dispelling the memories in my heart, most of my thoughts were used to digest the news brought back by the crow. The information was very limited, and it was certain that the pillar of wind could disappear in the crow's sight without a sound. The ghost, very difficult to deal with.

It is still unclear what the opponent's ability is. It has become a habit of mine to make some preparations and plans in advance when I was still young.

"What are you thinking?" Yan Sheng asked suddenly.

"The ghost that made the crow disappear," I said.

"The crow said that Fengzhu lost contact with it during the daytime." I said, "Then the ghost probably has the ability to keep its body from being directly exposed to the sun."

"Be careful, Mr. Yan Sheng." I said.

Having this ability also means having a certain range of activities during the day.

……

So we drove all the way to the city along the river flowing on the plain.

Compared with the Land of Thunder in my memory, the mountains I passed along the way can be said to be quite gentle, with soft curves. It is not difficult to understand why the river here flows so smoothly.

The river water turns white waves among the washed shiny stones, the verdant green rolls over, and the rustling branches and leaves of the forest are chirping birdsong.

Ji Guo Yan Sheng is a person who doesn’t like to talk too much. Except for the exchange of information, he kept silent most of the time along the way. It just so happens that I am not a person who likes nonsense. Speech, this is also a common problem of the Uchiha clan.

It was already the morning of the next day when I arrived at the city. When I was far away, on the faintly rolling hills, I saw a towering city. The official road is like a snake crawling on flat ground.

This is a prosperous city, not comparable to those small places I have been to. Decades of life experience tell me that the more developed the economy, the more accessible the information will be. It soon spread to the news network of the Ghost Killing Squad.

Feng Zhu was dispatched to this city after the first team members dispatched disappeared, and the extraordinary Zhu of the Ghost Slayer Squad also disappeared in the city unexpectedly.

The stairs leading to the second floor of the restaurant are narrow and long, barely enough for two people to pass through, and they still have to walk side by side, if you don't pay attention, it may cause another commotion, the air is full of bad smell of alcohol.

They are all men from all over the city. It is inconvenient for women to appear in this kind of place. When I stepped into the wine shop, the movements of everyone in the wine shop stopped in a tacit understanding. I felt a lot of people. An unpleasant frivolous look.

After a while, there was another toast in the restaurant, and the air was vaguely different from before.

Yan Sheng frowned. In his opinion, I was not suitable to come to this kind of place, but then he thought about the way I have never played cards out of common sense. After frowning, he asked the reason.

"Why are you here?"

"Look who's here." I said.

Yan Sheng frowned even deeper, and replied without hesitation: "A mediocre person."

I am not surprised by this answer, because Ji Guo Yan Sheng is a person who thinks he has no talent, but his talent is better than most people in the world.

In his view, talented people must make full use of their talents, and those without talent must redouble their efforts. In any case, drinking in restaurants with nothing to do and living a mediocre life is definitely something he strongly rejects.

"That's right," I said. "They come from all over the city."

"Unsatisfactory people, self-indulgent people, people who like to chew people's tongues, all kinds of people."

"These are people from all corners of the city," I said, "fisherman, butcher, carpenter, trader, with various occupations, and most of them should not have complete families."

"So what?" Ji Guoyan Sheng asked puzzled.

"There are all kinds of beings." I said, "People uniformly refer to their own kind as 'human beings', but even people who are uniformly called 'human beings' will evolve completely different 'human beings' among the crowd." people'."

"Everyone present is a 'person', even if they are mediocre people, they do the same things, they are engaged in the same industry, but they are completely different people."

"Different people exchange information differently, and people in different industries often know different things," I said.

"For example, the fisherman, what he pays attention to may be the weather, because he can't go fishing without good weather, and the merchant, who pays attention to the market situation." Turning his gaze, the man with a fishy smell is holding a With a flushed face, he was lying on the table drunk like mud, his brows were frowned like pimples.

"I know from the fisherman that today's weather is very good and suitable for fishing, and you will get a lot of money if you go fishing today." I said, "In fact, the weather is really good these few days while we are on our way."

Yan Sheng nodded thoughtfully.

"But the fisherman is not in a good mood," I said.

Yan Sheng paused, and couldn't help asking: "Why?"

"Livelihood, and some trivial things in life." I said, "Most of the people here need to do a job to maintain their own livelihood. If the work is affected, the livelihood will also be affected."

"The goods have a good harvest, but they are not necessarily popular." His eyes turned to a merchant, "The merchant is concerned about the market situation, the weather is good, and there is no shortage of goods, but the fisherman is frowning. Summarize In summary, it can be speculated that the fish that appear now are not popular with buyers, or it is a trivial matter in life. ”

"When something goes wrong, there is always a place to vent." I said, "Places like restaurants and Yangwu are very popular with most men."

Of course, I would never let Yuan Yi go to this kind of place. As for the person who took him there, I killed him within three days!

"Starting with something, once the distress in a person's heart starts to vent, then to stop, either the person has good self-control, or the vent is over. There will always be times when venting is difficult to restrain. All kinds of information will be richer.”

"Information brought from all corners will also converge." Yan Sheng said.

"You're right." Yan Sheng glanced at me with complicated eyes, then looked away and turned to the crowd below, "But it's too trivial."

"Well." I held the handle of the knife, "Patience and information integration ability are very important at this time."

"Since it can spread to the Ghost Killing Squad so far away, it must be able to find information in this city." I stretched out my index finger and tapped on the railing.

"Are you good at this kind of thing?" Yan Sheng said suddenly, frowning.

"Ah, I started doing this kind of thing when I was five years old." He said lightly.

I stood on the stairs and looked downstairs blankly, the scene downstairs was reflected in my pupils.

There was a lot of noise downstairs, wine glasses collided with each other, splashed wine, wanton laughter, and the smell of fermented and expanded wine in the air.

This is something you must learn if you want to live.

The author has something to say:

Uchiha won't let people poke his own forehead easily, and Uchiha won't poke other people's forehead randomly.

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