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

The word 'good guy' doesn't really fit me at all.

I can save people, a large part of the reason is my current job, or because of the influence of Yuanyi, otherwise, I probably wouldn’t believe it if I killed someone. people.

Put down the butcher knife and become a Buddha immediately.This sentence is quite nice, not to mention how many people will put down the butcher's knife, the world will not accept people who 'put down the butcher's knife' anymore.

Before putting down the butcher's knife, that person had raised the knife to kill the same kind. People's hearts are unpredictable. Who knows if he will raise the butcher's knife again?

If I didn't put my surname in front of my first name, anyone would think it was an average girl-next-door name.

After Konoha built the village, all ninjas will be numbered, and personal files will be stored in the database. About my files, they are scattered. Things in the Warring States Period are no longer available. Among the compiled information, except Outside the family, it is a simple job in the village.

Uchiha Yuge, Uchiha tribe, unknown parents, age, ninja number, Konoha Jiancun, served as a staff member of Konoha's senior elders in the early stage, and later retired to become a ninja Taijutsu teacher.

In the era when the God of Ninja and Ninja Shura gained fame, Rakshasa had already faded out of people's sight. The information about me may be as simple as that.

If there is a complete resume, then besides the simple introduction of personal information, there will be a few chapters full of missions I performed and the people who died in my hands during those missions. Those who have names and surnames take up a few sheets of paper.

Those names are all stained with blood, telling the person who read the resume clearly what kind of person the owner of this resume is and where she should go.

Anyone with a normal moral outlook can’t turn a blind eye to those names, black and white, those things can never be erased, and I never thought about denying those things, what I do is what I do, there is nothing It's easy to deny.

If someone wants to take revenge on me, then I am not surprised at all. What kind of evil cause is planted, what kind of evil result is born, the father is killed, the son will take revenge on the enemy, the elder brother will be killed, and the younger brother will take revenge on the enemy, this kind of cause and effect will continue forever Continue until the enemy is killed, unless I die, the cause and effect connected by those blood-stained names will not be broken.

When I was in my prime, I left the sword Kunai used in battle, put aside my identity as a ninja, and deceived myself to become an 'ordinary teacher of the people', but I still understand that I will no longer be accepted by others, Let alone being a normal person.

Loneliness drives people crazy, and it is endless loneliness that can crush people more than those storms in the past.

"You will no longer be accepted by the world."

After I beheaded the merchants in the convoy to complete the mission, the old wandering monk clasped his hands together, his eyes deeply sunken into the eye sockets like ancient deep well water.

I saw tears pouring out of those sunken eyes, and he said the curse that God gave me with tears.

"You will lose your right to be a 'human' in people's eyes."

"You will become the 'Rakshasa' of the world."

The old monk's words were like a swirling vortex, echoing uninterruptedly in his ears.

"Poor thing, little girl."

As a little girl, I, known as Rakshasa, clenched the knife in my hand, lowered my eyelashes, and told the old monk: "If you want to come, just go forward."

If I can reach the other shore smoothly, even if the Avici Hell is ahead, I will go there without hesitation. Even in this world, I will no longer be accepted by outsiders. I will be regarded as a ghost by people and feared. In its eyes, it loses its qualifications as a 'human being'.

I used to think so.

……

There was the sound of horseshoes tumbling, the rustling sound of the metal armor, and the cold frosty color of the sword drawn from the scabbard.

But what are you afraid of?

Why hesitate?

Why is the hand that holds the sword trembling?

Since it is an evil spirit, it must be beheaded, right?

Is it fear?

Is it fear?

I'm hurt, aren't I?

Why not kill you while you are sick?

What a coward.

boring.

It's so boring.

With a blank expression on my face, I applied some hemostatic medicine given by the butterfly in front of the door to the wound on my abdomen. After confirming that the bleeding had stopped, I tore my cuff, pulled the fabric into strips, wrapped it around the palm of my hand, and bit it Holding one end of the fabric, I slowly lowered my arm after fixing the wound.

After inspecting the man with swords in front of him, I twitched the corners of my mouth, and the person holding the sword on the opposite side couldn't help but clenched his hands tightly. Following this movement, my body trembled a few times.

what.

No matter where I go, I am always missed.

No matter where I go, I really don't agree with Tiaozi.

"Don't be fooled by its appearance, it will never be an ordinary woman!"

"Mr. Yamada, please wait...!"

"Shoot the arrow! Shoot that evil spirit!"

The roar that rushed out of his mouth echoed in the night sky, and the boy's shout sounded in the night sky, and was drowned in the arrows that pierced the air.

"You will no longer be accepted by the world."

Ahhh.

Old monk, is this a curse?

The arrows were tearing the air in sight, and the flames on the arrows covered the sky, like the rain of fire from the sky, or like a long time ago, when the three were children, the oldest girl held a walking womb in one hand. The little nephew, holding the awkward elder nephew with one hand, the bright sparks in the sleeves of the dancing priests rising and falling on the altar, shining brightly.

I will, will not be accepted again.

Susanoo-

Blood veins grew out of the complete bones of the half body, covering the skin, and the change was completed almost instantly.

Roar--

The half-length Susanoo opened his mouth and roared, his mouth seemed to contain the muffled thunder rolling in the dark clouds.

The dust in the air was instantly stirred up, the dust rolled, the strong wind was blown, and the arrows in mid-air were forced to divert, and the roar that resounded in the night sky was like thunder rolling.

When the dust settled, the woman they regarded as an 'evil ghost' had disappeared.

……

I jumped on the roof, the cut wound on my abdomen was painful, and the wound that had finally stopped bleeding opened again due to strenuous exercise.

I twitched the corners of my mouth and thought, damn it, that old man's stabbing knife is really bad.

I'm too lazy to bother with them.

My time is very limited now. According to the official local urination, it is inevitable to explain the cause and effect. Not to mention my inhuman red eyes. Victory is cold.

People only believe what they see with their own eyes. People who are afraid of unknown forces will do something driven by negative emotions. I roughly think about it and know what it will be.

"Unknown" is no different from potential threats in people's eyes, because nothing is known, so the interests of "unknown" are better to be stifled before causing harm.

I won’t be like Senjujuma, who believes that so-called people can open their hearts to each other. Now, in this situation, when we open our hearts, the day lily will be cold, and the ghost dance Tsuji is not miserable. Dessert After eating, wiped his mouth, patted his butt and left.

Explain a stick!

I am stupid to spend time and energy explaining to them at this juncture that I am not going to kill the old man, but to unlock his illusion. My eyes are not the eyes of some evil spirits, but the sharing eyes of my family. .

The latter item alone is enough to cause me to be regarded as an evil spirit and stabbed to death with random arrows.

Damn, it's mentally retarded!

"You will no longer be accepted by the world."

What a curse.

I gritted my teeth, and there was something rolling in my throat. If I didn’t clench my teeth, it would come out violently. At first, the wound was not deep, it could only be said that the skin had been scratched. As time went by, the injury continued to worsen, and has continued to this day. Bleeding, pain like being burned by fire.

What a mess.

Different from previous injuries, the wound was accompanied by a strange feeling, which made me feel angry.

There is a high probability that the knife is poisonous, but now we can't control so much. After such a long delay, Ji Guoyan Sheng's life and death are still uncertain. The longer the delay, the greater his danger.

Jiguo Yan Sheng is Yuanyi's elder brother. After he died, Yuanyi always regarded others as more important than himself, not to mention that he was his only relative by blood. What will happen to me in the end? It was hard to imagine that he was already in a daze, but after Ji Guoyan Sheng died, he might become a fool.

Ji Guo Yan Sheng is still a good boy. Although he has a brain, how can a child be called a child without a brain?He didn't even see his own heart clearly, and wanted to be a strong man who wanted to be a good brother and protect the weak in his mind, so he died like this, wouldn't he be reconciled?

Not reconciled, I am also very unwilling.

Damn mentally handicapped, even cheating me so many times, if I don't kill that bastard Guiwu Tsuji Wucan, I'll just... just change my surname to Jiguo with Yuanyi! !

The eyes seemed to be on fire, and the temperature rose, and the jade in it swirled and connected into a complex texture, and the vision obscured by the night became clear, reflecting two tiny points ahead.

I raised my arm, and the blade was covered with hot flames. The blade was scorching hot and dazzling, and was instantly distorted by the high-temperature air.

The tiles on the soles of my feet were cracked, and my left foot stopped and stepped on the ground. I stopped running. The handle of the knife changed from a pronated grip to a reversed grip, and my arm exerted force. A long, comet-like trail across the sky.

As I predicted, the thrown knife pierced through the body of the ghost in front and stuck in the gap between the roof tiles. The red blade burned the surrounding air, and the air was filled with the sound of sizzling.

The ghost, who realized that there was someone behind him, stretched out several long whips from behind, locked on to the target after stretching out, and wiped the air and drew it over.

I grabbed the whip that was coming.

There was a sharp pain in the palm of my hand, I chose to ignore it, pulled the whip with my arm, and swung it in a circle towards the night sky. All the buildings in the circle track were smashed to pieces.

boom--

The roof was smashed through, and after the ground shook, there was a deep pit.

"Ghost Dance Tsuji Wu Mi." I wiped the dust from my face, and looked coldly at the hole that was smashed out.

What responded to me was a whip whipped from below. I stepped on fragments of tiles and shuttled through the cracks where the whip came. The bone whip brushed past my cheek. I reached out and grabbed the whip again, directly Pulling the ghost from under the roof, he punched the opponent in the face, and there was a clear sound of bone cracking. The opponent wiped the tiles on the ground, and slid to a meter away like a plow.

During the silence, it suddenly began to rain, and the sky seemed to pull a black rain curtain, covering the entire city, and it became heavier and heavier, turning into a majestic torrential rain.

The wet hair sticks to the face, and the soaked clothes stick to the body, which is very uncomfortable.

Out of the corner of his eye, he watched Jiguo Yansheng who had already drawn the knife, "Alive?"

Ji Guoyan Sheng twitched the corners of his mouth, keeping his eyes on the Ghost King in front of him: "Of course."

I raised the corner of my mouth: "What did you chat with him about?"

It looked like he hadn't started a confrontation yet, and he looked much more lively than me.

Ji Guoyan Sheng pursed his lips: "It's just a ridiculous suggestion for me."

"What suggestion" is probably not a good thing.

"Suggestion to become a ghost." Ji Guoyan Sheng was expressionless, as if it was not a big deal.

I raised my eyebrows: "...Wow."

Yan Sheng frowned: "No."

Looking at the drawn blade, I knew that Oni Wu Tsuji had failed in digging the corner of the Ghost Slayer Team, and Yan Sheng's posture was intended to fight him.

"What's the matter with you?" Yan Sheng looked at the blood-soaked clothes on my side.

In the next moment, the topic was interrupted by the whip that was whipped over. The two people who were chatting jumped away.

The water-stained dust sank to the surface, and after the smoke and dust cleared, the hideous face of the Ghost King was revealed, the vertical pupils in the red plum-colored pupils trembled, and the protruding meridians on the face looked like tiny snakes.

The half of my body burned by my Sun Wheel Knife turned out a flesh-red texture, densely covered with tendons and meridians, the superficial muscles squirmed, and the skin regrown.

Even the Sun Wheel Knife that had been smeared with Miss Zhushi's medicine did very limited damage to him.

I twitched the corner of my mouth: "You really like pretending to be human."

"An eye-obstructing bug..." The sharp fangs were exposed, obviously wanting to peel me alive.

"Huh?" I spent all my time watching Oni Wu Tsuji, who likes to pretend to be a human aristocrat in the crowd, wear expensive kimonos, and recite poems that the aristocrats are passionate about, but I regard the former as an ant, Kill at will.

"In the final analysis, is it the envy of human beings who can walk under the sun?"

boom--

The long whip came again.

boom--

Tonight, the ravaged roof was trampled on again, and the crushed tiles were scattered everywhere. Gui Wu Tsuji's whip was whipping wildly at the air, but it still couldn't hit anyone. Or it was blocked by Yan Sheng's Sun Wheel Knife.

The ghost pupil on the opposite side trembled uncontrollably because of anger, and the speed of the whip waving in the air accelerated.

The wound in my abdomen was rolling, and the oozing blood was mixed with the cold rain, and I remained expressionless.

Such a speed is not worth mentioning in the sight of Sharingan.

'Snapped--'

I stretched out my hand to grab the whip that was drawn, and the other party's expression froze for a moment, and he increased the strength of the whip, trying to pull it back.

"Mr. Yan Sheng." I said softly, "Chop off my head in a moment, and it must be fast."

Out of the corner of his eye, what I saw was Yan Sheng's froze expression for a moment.

"What are you talking about? Why do you want me to chop off your head?" He asked incredulously, as if I had played a big joke on him.

I pursed my lips: "The wound on my side was caused by a ghost, and that ghost's paws have the blood of Kibutsuji Mumi."

"The body is getting worse and worse."

The closer I got to Ghost Dance Tsuji, the more agitated the things that invaded my body, and then my emotions became more violent, and the most primitive desires, killing and hunger, emerged from the deepest part.

So hungry, so hungry.

If I haven't realized what's on the knife, my brain will be in vain.

"If the speed is not fast enough, even if Yuan Yi comes, it will not be able to stop the 'Rakshasa' in the world."

I saw my current appearance in Yan Sheng's trembling pupils. There were slender vertical pupils in the blood-red pupils, and the fingertips on the hand holding the bone whip became sharp.

So chopping off my head before I completely lose my consciousness is the best option.

"Why, you can still maintain your own consciousness so far?" Gui Wu Tsuji looked at me with a grim expression, "When you were in contact with Zhu Shi, I clearly sent a ghost to let you touch my blood."

I twitched the corner of my mouth.

Who the hell knows?

Responding to him was a fist wrapped around Chakra.

……

I let go of 'myself'.

Before joining the Ghost Killing Team, the owl father of the owl father, Lian Ji Yan Shou Lang, gave me information about "ghosts". One of them is that people are rational. Instinct and outbursts of negative emotions dominate.

I have been suppressing myself since a long time ago, I suppressed my malice, I suppressed my anger, suppressed all emotions into the deepest heart, and tried to turn myself into a machine that would not be angry or emotional, trying to Cut off from the outside world, built up over time, I don't even know what monster I'm turning into when these emotions come out.

So I gave myself a hint that all malice will be vented on the ghost in front of me.

I don't know what I'm doing myself.

I heard the sound of whistling wind, the sound of flesh and bones cracking, something hit the wall, smashing the wall to pieces, there was a thunderous thunder in the night sky, something was collapsing.

Then came the howling wind and the sense of weightlessness.

……

"Song."

I stood on the street and looked at the people coming and going. There were all kinds of shops on both sides of the street, and there were hawkers carrying burdens to do business.

The ears are full of the cries of vendors and the voices of customers bargaining. With the ups and downs of emotions, the voices will rise and become a mess.

I frowned, feeling very uncomfortable, and stopped at the intersection.Yuan Yi, who was walking in front, immediately realized that the person he was leading stopped, and randomly turned his head to look at me puzzled.

I looked up and saw Yuan Yi's crimson eyes.

Not long after joining the Ghost Killing Squad, the situation between the two of us, in a down-to-earth way, is that country people are entering the city. The spring festival in this city is quite famous in this area. Take a look at the spring festival.

The amberjack at this time is very delicious, and the city is not far from the place where the amberjack is produced. Therefore, the amberjack in this city is quite popular in this season. Some people even cook the amberjack in the shops on both sides of the street. Sold, cut into pieces, rubbed with salt, and baked on the grill. The oozing fat dripped on the charcoal block, making a sizzling sound, and the aroma spread after the protein was cooked.

Too many people.

I haven’t been to a place where so many people gather for a long time. When I was a teacher in Konoha, I always lived in seclusion. Except for ninja schools and places to get daily items, I hardly went to places with many people. I tried my best to make myself presence is minimized.

It was too lively.

I frowned.

Will you get lost?

Yuan Yi clenched my hand and shook it, "Don't be afraid, I won't let go."

The bustling crowd, the bright lights, and the noisy sound.

I closed my eyes and felt that the world was finally quiet.

……

puff-

There was the sound of rushing water in my ears, my vision was blurred, black spots spread up, something poured in from my mouth and nose, and after the last bit of strength was drawn from my body, I closed my eyes.

Can't hear anything.

Can't see anything.

"The world is finally quiet."

The author has something to say:

small theater:

Boss Scraps: Wouldn’t it be nice to become a ghost?

Yan Shengjiang: I refuse...

Then the younger brother and sister's sun wheel sword flew over.

This article is really he, you have to believe me.

I tried to conceive the original line, and found that following the original line is really killing people.

The song sauce that transforms ghosts is not under the control of the boss, but his body has been transformed into a ghost. The boss created a nuclear bomb but couldn't control it.

Yan Shengjiang also failed to cut off Ge's head as Ge said, and the next thing is the encounter with the Zaomen couple.

Tantan's ancestor and Yuanyi will still meet.

It's not far from the finale.

Happy New Year Mina-san~