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

Don't ask me how I solved this in the end.

I haven’t made such a big fuss for a long time. The last time I made a really big fuss was because of Senju Hashirama and Madara’s mess. As for Oni Wu Tsuji, who went to hell to report more than ten years ago , to be honest, I am not as angry with him as I am with Chaoge.

It's just a piece of shit, do I have to get mad at that guy?no need.

More than ten years of experience in educating children has made me understand that I can't get angry with children. Over the years, my character has lost the irascibility it had before.

Yuanyi has an easy-going temperament, and he can almost be said to have no temper when it comes to children. Chaoge and Sunrise are his treasures, plus his own laid-back personality, so I don’t think much of him. Ge Heri was born too angry, and he rarely even put on a fierce look with a straight face.

My children are naturally well-behaved, especially Sunrise, this child is very precocious, he can clearly distinguish what to do and what not to do, basically he will not make me angry, but also because of his precocity , I'm a little worried.

Chaoge's temperament is much more lively than that of his parents. Maybe when I grow up safely, I will look like Chaoge, but Chaoge is like Yuanyi. This child knows what he wants to do and where he is going. , I don't need to worry too much about her.

So these days my temperament has been quieter, quiet in the years that are slowly moving forward, occasionally worrying about the future of the children and rice, oil, salt, soy sauce, vinegar and tea. I live a happy life, and there are fewer things that can make me angry a lot of.

After just taking a short nap, the bizarre dreams came as promised. Decades of time hurriedly passed before my eyes in the dream, but in reality, only half an hour has passed, and the lights in the candlesticks have not even burned out. .

It's just a dream.

I tell myself.

In the dream, Yuan Yi died alone, had no children, and was even beheaded after death. The person who desecrated his body, no, it should be said to be a ghost, made me feel very familiar.

But no matter how real the dream is, after waking up from the dream, the impression left in the memory of reality is vague.

I only remember that the ghost is slightly similar to Ji Guoyan Sheng, but I can't figure out why there is a ghost similar to him alone.

It's not that I can't accept that there are two similar people in this world. The similarity in character and experience may create a person who is similar in thought and action, but this ghost is a bit too similar to Ji Guoyan Sheng, except for the appearance. , oh, and swordsmanship, if I'm not mistaken, this guy also uses the breath of the moon, and the sword shape has a few more moves than Ji Guoyan Sheng.The rest is completely copied and pasted, especially the sword skills that I like to die, and the etiquette and rules that samurai must abide by.

Compared with Ji Guo Yan Sheng, there is no subtle difference.

He seemed to be very angry, the veins on his face were bulging, and the six eyes became more and more terrifying, flashing red light in the dark night, piercing the eyeballs.

I remembered, this look, I've seen it before.

When the brothers who had been away for more than ten years saw each other again, I went to a large number of Yuanyi’s former homes from the perspective of a bystander, and accidentally saw the elder brother who was full of jealousy towards his younger brother and felt inferior because he couldn’t see himself clearly.

——It's just that I abandoned... a name that has been around for more than 400 years.

This ghost is Ji Guo Yan Sheng, but it is not Ji Guo Yan Sheng.

When I sorted out these things one by one, it was already after that.

That sentence "it's just my name that I gave up for more than 400 years" made me angry on the spot. Dreams and reality alternated.

For a moment I felt a little dazed, but when I realized it, I was on fire.

Damn it... I have lived with him for so many years and I haven't made him shed tears so fiercely. What the hell are you doing?You are fucking asking for a beating!

"Go to hell with me!"

According to Yuan Yi, who was forced into the bushes by me afterwards to play by ear, he had never seen me get so angry, and many of the words he cursed out were restricted words that he had never heard of.

The Six Eyes on the opposite side was also stunned by my scolding, probably because among the various people he once interacted with, I was an outstanding and strange work, the best of the best, not only superb in sword skills, but also first-class in sarcasm and sarcasm .

After all, Ji Guo Yan Sheng had previously expressed to me cryptically that he had really seen one person like me, and that was me, deviant, shocking, and my image was always jumping back and forth between calm and reserved and manic. Er Dan pretends to be a Ji Jun and no one doubts that I am a fake. When a man gets up, anyone in the Ghost Killing Squad looks more like a woman than me.

It seems to be a pity in my previous life that I didn't win the Qianshou Feijian in the mouth cannon before, which made my mouth more and more vicious in this life. The combined age of the two lives is more than 80 years old. The accumulated words and vocabulary He already has more knowledge than others, and his face is much thicker than before. If he really wants to scold people, he is not taboo about meat and vegetables, and restricted-level words are leaking out one after another.

It was just a moment of talking, without thinking about it at all, I don't remember so much.

After cursing, I stared out of the eternal kaleidoscope Sharingan on the spot, and I no longer cared about the two things of catching alive and not being able to kill him, I just want to beat you.

Violent output throughout the whole process, physical || physical damage plus mental devastation, slapping his face without forgetting to taunt, cutting off his arms and swearing, beating his head without forgetting personal attacks.

The sound of breaking the air and swearing together, the sound of bone breaking and swearing echoed in unison. The two people who were waiting behind me were shocked by the fire and operation I sent, and they were in a complicated mood, especially Ji Guoyan Sheng, as if they had returned to the old days. In the days of being beaten and beaten with the Zhus in the ghost killing team, I almost didn't react.

Yuanyi and Jiguo Yansheng behind the bushes almost didn't stop me, so they strangled me when I was about to extinguish the fire but set ||fire|| the mountain.

It's just that the six eyes were beaten to death by three-quarters of me. The physical exertion was too great, and the regenerative ability was weakened a lot.

Don't panic, it's not a big problem.

As long as he doesn't cut off his head, he can't die.

No problem.

Ji Guo Yan Sheng: "..."

"I don't want to see your face in a short time." I looked deeply at Ji Guoyan Sheng, because I was afraid that I would not be able to control my sealed hands.

I even dare to hit my dad, not bad for him.

Ji Guo Yan Sheng seemed to understand what I didn't say later, and silently picked up the six eyes on the ground where I had pasted the seal talisman, and was as quiet as a chicken along the way, very well-behaved.

The two brothers unanimously decided to wait for my anger to subside before mentioning this matter to me.

After all, Mr. Yuanyi may not be able to stop me from going crazy... ah.

These are the original words of Butterfly.

……

Grass.

This was more than 400 years ago.

Everything was so familiar it made him sick.

He saw the girl running over with a light in the rain, with soft facial features, reddish hair ends, and an expression and appearance similar to his brother's to the point that it made him want to vomit, so he took a step back unconsciously.

It was raining in the sky, and there was no starlight on a rainy night. The girl was carrying a lamp, and the warm light cut through the darkness, reminding him of the bright sparks overflowing from the tip of his brother's knife.

Dazzling, unattainable, unreachable...

The girl shouted 'Mom' in the rain.

The rain fell from the sky, hitting the face on the head and covering the face, and the lightning tore the sky.

In this girl's flesh and blood, there was the smell of his brother, and also the smell of the cold woman in front of her.With such similar bloodlines, it is self-evident what the relationship between the three is.

The younger brother more than 400 years ago was not yet an octogenarian, and the years did not leave too many traces on his face. The red feathers, the ponytail tied high, and the familiar facial features.

The younger brother in my impression is unattainable, his eyes are indifferent from beginning to end, as if nothing can be reflected in his eyes, it is like a god sitting on a plateau overlooking human beings, no one can reach his realm, even Oni Wu Tsuji Wumi, who has lived for more than 1000 years, is also extremely afraid of him. That fear is even engraved in the blood of the ghost king.

fear.

He couldn't remember how he got back to more than 400 years ago.

For more than 400 years, under the eight-storied pagoda and the red moon, the sense of oppression brought by his younger brother has not dissipated in the long years, except for his younger brother. After more than 400 years, except for his younger brother, he should not have losing to anyone.

But the woman told him with overwhelming strength and momentum that he lost again.

Another kind of oppression, different from the oppression of the Son of God, but born with an extremely gloomy and cold aura, extremely selfish, extremely cold, and almost powerful.

The Son of God would pity the world and kill such evil spirits as him with a knife, but the aura that that woman gave him gave him a completely opposite sense of oppression, cruel, arrogant, powerful, and extremely suppressed violence.

Such a woman has a common child with his brother.

As if she knew something, the woman was completely enraged, she gritted her teeth, sucked blood, her eyes were like ghosts and gods, and she swung a knife like a beast. Her unreasonable attack style was different from that beautiful and dazzling flame, but assembled a barbaric, Beautiful, cold and hot all in one.

Such a woman, who should be feared by the world and not approached within three feet, is regarded as a treasure by his younger brother.

"Song! Calm down!"

He saw that face at last, his brother's face, not in a capricious dream, nor in an unbearable memory.

"Calm down!" His younger brother hugged the woman tightly, repeating this sentence in her ear over and over again, "I'm here, I'm still here!"

The violent breath diffused little by little in the empty night, and the rain from the sky fell little by little.

For the first time, he saw that his younger brother's expression was so anxious and flustered.

……

Yuanyi, do you also have such an expression?

……

The light shines into the pupils through the thin eyelids, and the eyes that have adapted to the darkness are somewhat uncomfortable when the sudden light shines directly on them.

"you're awake?"

The other party took the lampshade a little farther away.

Hei Si Mou blinked his six eyes to ease the pain.

When the line of sight was focused again, the figure on the opposite side gradually became clear.

It was a child, a boy, about ten years old, with a slender figure and no expression on his face. Such a small human being should have been childish, but this child carried a cool breath.

"Ghost?" The child put the lamp on the floor.

Hei Si Mou didn't speak, his body was exhausted, his mind was also exhausted, his damaged body hadn't even healed, his appetite seemed to be suppressed by something, but the smell of flesh and blood in his nasal cavity had to lift his spirits .

The younger brother's flesh and blood breath mixed with that woman's flesh and blood breath.

This is their child.

This child's breath is more towards his mother than that girl's.

The faint look in his eyes reminded him of Yuanyi from a long time ago, Yuanyi when he was a child of seven or eight years old.

"You look very bad, Mr. Ghost." The child said, "Would you like some water?"

"You... shouldn't have come here." The child's overly calm attitude made him frown.

"Come or not, that's my business." The child put the clay pot of water in front of Heishimou, "Drink some water first, it won't be easy to talk later with a dry throat."

"By the way, I will not drink human blood for you."

Hei Si Mou drank some water, moistened his dry throat, and when he raised his head to look at the child again, he found that the child's facial features had the shadow of his younger brother, but he was more inclined to his younger brother's wife. Some faces are similar, others seem to run counter to his brother.

Heishimu moved his lips, "What's your name?"

It was hard to imagine that his brother's child would look like this.

"Jiguo Sunrise." Sunrise replied, "Don't look at me with such surprised eyes. Uncle Yan Sheng also said that I look like my mother except for my facial features, which are a bit like my father's, and I am completely different from my father. .”

...Uncle Yan Sheng?

Hei Si Mou was taken aback.

"You are Yuanyi's child, and your appearance...is nothing like him." Unlike Yuanyi who was once dull, this child gave off a cold and extremely rational feeling.

It's like he and his younger brother are brothers, except for their appearance, there is no similarity in the rest.

"You said this." The ten-year-old child seemed a little careless and didn't care at all, "It doesn't look like it."

"Don't you feel... depressed?" He used a word carefully.

"What's so frustrating?" The ten-year-old child didn't understand. "I am me, and my father is my father. Although my son inherits my father's business, I don't need to be close to my father in everything."

"I am me, and my father is my father. I haven't reached the point where I can substitute my father's personality into my own." He was obviously a child, but he looked supercilious, "If I have to say it, my mother said that I am more like my grandfather. .”

"...?"

"But I won't force my own daughter to kill myself." The stinky little ghost said in shockingly, "I still cherish my life."

Force your daughter to kill yourself?

"Crazy." He only gave the evaluation of the child's grandfather.

Sunrise shrugged, "Who knows? One has to have a reason to go crazy."

"Why did Mr. Ghost become a ghost?" Sunrise looked a little excited, "Is the person who turned you into a ghost strong?"

"...not as good as your father." Hei Si Mou looked at the sunrise.

His younger brother's child, inside and out, exudes a rebellious atmosphere, and his interests in some places can be called weird, egotistical, and he is not at all like his younger brother.

"Oh, he was beaten by his father?" Sunrise knew, "Is it called Gui Wu Tsuji Wu Mi?"

Hei Si Mou didn't speak.

"How does Mr. Ghost feel about his master?" Sunrise asked.

"It's disrespectful for a samurai to talk about his lord." Hei Si Mou said subconsciously.

The child smiled, the smile was fleeting and cold, as if it had never existed, "I heard a sea urchin head say that that thing is a bastard who is afraid of death."

"If I were you, I wouldn't mind killing him and taking over." The child squinted his eyes, "Compared to that, the Patriarch Ubuyashiki is more worthy of allegiance, isn't it?"

Unconventional, sharp-edged.

Hei Si Mou stared straight at the child who seemed to be only ten years old, "Are you really only ten years old?"

"Ten years old." Sunrise said, "Ten years and two months."

Hei Si Mou: "...human time is too short, don't you think it's a pity that your father's superb sword skills cannot be preserved?"

"I don't think so." Sunrise said, "If future generations can't arrive, it can only be said that they are useless, and they have turned into such an ugly appearance and lived under a mess. I think it is more suitable for me to report in Santuchuan."

"It really is you, Uncle Yan Sheng." Sunrise lowered his eyes, "You have not changed at all when you are stubborn in some places."

Hei Si Mou didn't speak.

"Don't be like this." Sunrise changed the topic, "Uncle Yan Sheng actually told me before that he actually hates my father."

Hei Si Mou: "..."

"He said it in front of his father." Sunrise said casually, "Father has been sad for a long time, and it took a long time for his mother to comfort him."

Hei Si Mou felt that he was talking nonsense, how could he... how could Yuan Yi...

"Believe it or not." Sunrise said, "This was before my stupid sister was born."

"Father's way of expressing emotion is quite clumsy, and only mother can read what he is thinking." Sunrise said, "But it can be seen that father attaches great importance to elder brother and it is true."

"Where can you tell... Yuanyi attaches great importance to his elder brother?" Heishimou gritted his teeth, "What is there to value about an elder brother who can't reach his part?"

"Father told me that he used to be the second best warrior in the world." Sunrise thought for a while, "You said you wanted to be the number one warrior in the world."

"Are you here... to mock me?" The veins on Heishimu's face began to bulge.

"No, I didn't mock you." Sunrise said, "Maybe you don't know, among ordinary brothers, the younger brother always likes to run after the older brother, for no reason, because that's the older brother, and if the older brother wants to be the first, then the younger brother will be the first one." If you want the second, the first and the second are connected together."

Sea urchin head and his younger brother are like this, Sunrise scolds in his heart.

Besides, to a certain extent, he is also the younger brother who always likes to focus on his idiot sister.

"And... what do you know?!" The sound of reason broke, and Heishimu roared.

"I really thought about following in my elder brother's footsteps and becoming the second best warrior in the world." Someone's voice sounded in the basement.

In the dim space, someone slowly walked out of the darkness, his temples were illuminated by the dancing candles in the lampshade.

Yuanyi put his hand on his son's head, "Because my elder brother is the number one warrior in the world, and as a younger brother, I want to follow closely behind, so I want to be number two."

"But, father doesn't like beating people." Sunrise said, "beating people is something that mothers like to do."

Hei Si Mou saw his younger brother smile, his smile was still the same as in memory, gentle and steady, as if everything was under his control.

His spleen and stomach began to churn again.

"I will sue my mother later." Yuan Yi said gently.

Sunrise: "Dad, I was wrong."

Speed ​​of light confession jpg.

Yuanyi smiled and smiled again: "It's useless to act like a baby."

Hei Si Mou: "..."

His stomach suddenly felt better.

The author has something to say:

Yuanyi: I will complain to your mother :)

Sunrise: Dad, I was wrong, don't tell Mom! !

Song sauce at the highest end of the family food chain.

Sunrise has seen Scabbers, so he knows many things.

I have been thinking about the ending of the characters, meeting them too hastily will make me feel that they are puppets in my hands, which is not vivid. In this article, I want to write people more Close to the real existence, but with limited literary talents and limited knowledge, I can only write to this extent QAQ

This episode is not over yet. I want to tell Brother Yi through Yuan Yi’s rebellious son Sunrise that even if they are related by blood, there is no need to be too similar. His younger brother is not a son of God, and occasionally he will have a dark belly.

感谢在2021-08-1010:34:04~2021-09-0319:01:28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;

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