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

Regarding myself, I honestly don't know how to judge me as a person.

Let’s just say I don’t like to meddle in other people’s business. In fact, I was an eighth-wife a lot, and because of this eighth-wife’s fault, I took Yuanyi home.If I hadn’t been nosy, I wouldn’t have brought Yuanyi home at the beginning, and if I didn’t pick up Yuanyi home, there would be no later things, no later things, maybe I would just take the past with me The pain of death will never rest in peace.

I was born on a rainy day, because of my mother's preference, I had 'Uta' in my name, so I became 'Yuka', and because I was born in the Uchiha clan, I am Uchiha Yuka.

I can't be called a reliable adult. Between me and my two nephews, the one with the most mature mind is not me who is the oldest, but Quanna, who is the youngest. The one with the strongest strength is still not me, but Madara who is the patriarch. , Thinking about it this way, I can be regarded as a low-level person who is not high-level person.

It's not bad though, it proves that my two nephews have become reliable adults.

After living with Yuanyi later, I was still unreliable. After Yuanyi grew taller than me, he went out with me in the morning, and carried me on his back in the afternoon while holding tools, without blushing or panting. It is the norm to walk along the path home.

I was happy on his back, swinging my legs while humming the song my mother used to hum in my ear, Yuanyi walked steadily and unhurriedly.

Fate is a magical thing, a trivial thing can also become the beginning of all "fate", like a continuously extending silk thread, extending towards the surroundings, the original source is no longer known, the only thing I know is, Those silk threads have tightly spared each of them.

Maybe this is the 'cause and effect' that the blind old monk told me.

I no longer care about where the beginning goes back. I care more about the things in front of me and the people in front of me.

"I'm very happy."

If at the time I thought it was a hallucination before death, I can guarantee it now that it was definitely what my father said.

Over the decades, my father's face has been blurred in my mind. When I recall a person, the first thing that comes to mind may not be his face, but his voice, first the voice and then the outline, Then there are the facial features, and finally some small details will inevitably appear in front of my eyes bit by bit from the deepest part of memory.

For example, my father likes to carry his knife with him wherever he goes. When he is thinking, he likes to hold the knife with his thumbnail and rub his fingertips on it from time to time.

I propped my chin up and stared blankly at the slowly falling leaves outside the window.

Summer is coming to an end, and after the heat wave subsides, the temperature of the air has become a bit cold overnight.

I was wearing Yuanyi's feathered fabric, that red feathered fabric, and I was sitting in the courtyard, barefooted on the door frame of the paper partition door, wisteria flowers hanging down from the eaves above my head, and the clear shadow cast at the feet.

I couldn't help shrinking my feet back, and then simply sat cross-legged after retracting my feet, imitating Madara sitting on the battlefield, with one hand resting on my chin.

Yuanyi and Dad... Will they get along?

I raised my head, and the eaves and the wisteria flowers flowing with the sun's halo appeared in my sight again.

It should be compatible... right?

The white flames ignited in the dark night appeared in my mind, in stark contrast to the red flames overflowing from the tip of Enichi's knife. The terrifying high temperature almost turned the surrounding into a natural oven. The split body forcibly stopped the opponent's splitting.

The kaleidoscope in the pupils rotates uncontrollably and connects into complex and magnificent textures. That is not my kaleidoscope, it is my father's kaleidoscope.

"I'm very happy."

If I had doubts before, they were gone when my father's kaleidoscopic textures swirled in my eyes.

"If you have to say it, people are born to live happily."

Does 'I' exist for the sake of happiness?

Many years later, this sentence spanned from the other side of time to here, and when I think about it again, I am a little dazed.

The longing that can transcend time and space, my father's longing, tells me that I exist for happiness.

There is never a definite answer to right or wrong in the world, and I don't have the heart to pursue it.

Right or wrong, that is a question that philosophers should think about. I am relatively short-sighted, and I want to focus on the present.

I couldn't help but let out a 'tss'.

This feeling of going home after having a relationship outside and having to explain to my parents... really makes people very... tangled.

brush--

The paper door at the back was pulled open, I turned my head subconsciously, and saw Yuanyi walking in.

I rubbed my fingertips subconsciously, and moved my butt towards the door frame to make room for him, so Yuanyi sat down next to me.

I shrank my toes unconsciously, and moved cautiously towards the door frame, "Is the matter over?"

Yuan nodded, "My lord will explain the rest at the last Zhuhe meeting tomorrow."

I understand.

Once bitten by a snake for ten years, he is afraid of well ropes, not to mention the ghost dance Tsuji Wumi is a scourge that has been dogged for hundreds of years.

Ghost Wu Tsuji died tragically in the first half of the night. It stands to reason that when the ghost king dies, the other ghosts will also disappear with him. Almost all those who survived searched exhaustedly.

After a night of carpet search and the sun came out, everyone's hanging hearts were loosened. Almost everyone was cheering, and those who survived hugged each other tightly and wept.

The war between humans and ghosts that lasted for hundreds of years has finally come to an end.

I fell asleep again, and before my consciousness returned to chaos, I saw Yuanyi's flustered expression.

I reached out and touched his cheek, and my fingertips touched the temperature that I hadn't felt for a long time.

"Don't be afraid, I just take a rest, just take a rest, it will be fine." I told him.

I am really tired.

This body is not the reincarnation of the dirt, there is no infinite chakra, and there is no immortality, but the body is alive, a life that is truly alive.

When I woke up, it was already seven days later, Butterfly said, Yuanyi has been worried about me every day for these seven days.

"Yuanyi."

"Ah."

"That's Ge's father." Before I could ask the question, Yuanyi told me softly, "It feels very gentle."

The white flame burning in the dark night, the ghost king's hysterical wailing in the continuously burning flame.

I was dumbfounded.

You call this tenderness?

Onimai Tsujimusan in Hell will cry.

"Ge's father, I miss Ge very much." Yuan Yi said again, "He loves you very much."

I bent my legs, brought my knees together, lowered my eyes, and told him softly, "I know he loves me very much, Uchiha's love is extreme."

Because of love, what is left in the future is almost a curse-like shackle.

"But I don't hate it." I slightly curled the corners of my mouth.

It's just too heavy.

Yuan paused, and then I felt the familiar temperature slowly enveloping my hand.

"I love you too, Ge." Yuan Yi gently held my hand, "My love will not be heavy."

I was stunned.

My heart was not as turbulent as I imagined, and my whole body was extremely peaceful.

"Think about it, Uchiha's love is very extreme." I told him softly.

"You love me too." Yuan Yi simply wrapped my hands with both hands, and the warm, calloused hands wrapped my hands tightly.

"Yes, I love you too."

The forehead was touched lightly, the tip of his nose was close at hand, the warmest fire in the place seemed to be dancing in the red pupils, and the sun wheel earrings in the peripheral vision swayed gently in the slight wind.

I respond to him gently, I respond to him boldly.

Decades later, I was finally able to honestly respond to the love others showed me.

The Ghost Killing Squad is a ghost killing organization born out of ghosts. It has survived tenaciously for hundreds of years in the face of the disparity between humans and ghosts. Now with the tragic death of Oni Wu Tsuji, the world no longer needs the existence of the Ghost Killing Squad. up.

If Ghost Mai Tsuji is a shadow, then the Ghost Killing Team should be his opposite, the light.

Everything in the world is an interdependent existence, light and shadow, peace and war.Now that the shadow no longer exists, there is no need for the ghost killing team to exist.

The Ubuyashiki family was liberated from the curse that lasted for hundreds of years. I heard from Butterfly that because of the curse, the lord's body suffered a lot, and his life span was inevitably affected.

I've seen the protagonist suffer from illness, it's really not a good look, the nerves that conduct perception all over the body seem to be out of the control of the body in an instant, conveying the pain of bone erosion to every corner of the body, the whole body is convulsed, and the normal breathing It became an extravagant hope, and I almost went to another world to report several times.

Compared with my lord's condition, those old injuries of mine don't seem to be a big deal.

Most of the houses in the Ubuyashiki Mansion were destroyed by the intruding ghosts, and some of the few surviving houses were used by Butterfly as a temporary medical room.

As a non-injured person and also the chief physician of the Ghost Killing Squad, Butterfly had to stay up for several days and nights to treat the wounded, and stayed in the temporary medical room for several days. Help, this girl is going to die from overwork.

On the day of the Zhuhe meeting, Butterfly greeted me with a smile on her face with heavy bruises under her eyes, and the corners of my eyes twitched uncontrollably.

"Are you okay?" I couldn't help asking.

Butterfly laughed: "I'm still young, I can still do it."

Am I, a young girl in bloom, no better than you, an old woman in her 70s?

I:"……"

as long as you are happy.

Butterfly quietly pulled me aside, looked at my face carefully, quite curiously, "Speaking of which... is it true?"

"What is true or false?" I was at a loss.

Butterfly paused, "About the fact that you are an old woman in her 70s."

I:"……"

Me: "Can we leave this alone?"

They are all women, why bother women?

Butterfly smiled: "I'm keeping the spirit of exploring all the puzzles around me."

I:"……"

Is your spirit of exploration here?

"Does Mr. Yuanyi know?" Butterfly thought for a while, then asked again, and couldn't help but look sideways at Yuanyi who was standing beside him.

Sensing Butterfly's sight, Yuanyi's gaze involuntarily shifted to the direction of Butterfly and me. His eyes were full of doubts, and I bent the corner of my mouth towards him.

Yuan Yi tilted his head, the tail of his hair and the earrings on his earlobes swayed together.

I told the butterfly, "He knows everything."

Butterfly seemed to be relieved, and turned to complain to me softly, "You are really amazing, it's not that every family doesn't come in."

I smiled slightly, "Who knows?"

The surviving pillars stood in the courtyard covered with white sand, one, two..., one not too many, one not too many, I breathed a sigh of relief.

Today's sun is very good, approaching the end of summer, not as scorching hot as in midsummer, but with a bit of autumn, the halo is soft.

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The paper partition door in front of the courtyard was opened, and the young head of the Ubuyashiki family was helped out by his wife. The pale golden sunlight was filtered by layers of wisteria flowers, and hit his face mottledly, without any ugliness. In addition to the lack of healthy blood, the young man's skin is fair and his facial features are soft.

He is a normal person, he can live past 30 years old, and his descendants can live a long life.

The author has something to say:

Hey, I confess.

In the next article, it’s either Nana or Yayoi’s, and it’s a random drop.

感谢在2021-04-1121:00:45~2021-04-1621:35:57期间为我投出霸王票或灌溉营养液的小天使哦~

Thanks to the little angel who threw the mine: Time 1;

Thanks to the little angel of irrigation nutrient solution: 1 bottle of meow;

Thank you very much for your support, I will continue to work hard!