Ghost Slayer: The Great Swordsman System at the beginning, our teacher follows the country

"Ma'am, Mr. Secretary, please go in."

Nodding, Zhu Shi didn't ask any more questions.

He just stood up and glanced at Qianhe.

Immediately afterwards, he walked towards the house.

Seeing that Hirano bowed to Zhu Shi and lowered his head to talk with him, Yilong and other disciples froze in place.

Rubbing their eyes vigorously, they couldn't believe what they saw.

"Get out of the way, don't block!"

After Hirano shouted angrily, they realized this and quickly stepped aside.

After waving his hand towards Asakusa, Hirano said again.

"Qianhe, come in with me, and go see Mr. Secretary."

'Okay, grandpa.

Hearing his grandfather calling him, Qian He did not suspect him.

Although she was shocked by Zhu Shi's correct guess in her heart, she was even more curious about the magic power of the so-called Mr. Secretary.

Even the serious and harsh grandfather on weekdays became so submissive when facing him.

Following Hirano, Asakuru walked into the house.

As soon as she entered the room, she saw the secretary and Zhu Shi sitting down.

"sit down."

After signaling the two to sit down, the Secretary asked Hirano to repeat what he had just said.

When hearing this history about Soryu Dojo for the first time, Qianhe and Zhushi both showed shocked expressions.

Especially Qianhe, when he knew that his dojo was like this in the past, he couldn't stop crying.

So, as a descendant of Lord Komaji and Lord Lianxue, you should show respect to Mr. Secretary and his wife.

After finishing speaking, Hirano grabbed Asakusa and motioned her to do something.

The clever Qian He immediately understood what Grandpa meant, and knelt directly to the ground with both knees.

"no need."

A flash appeared beside Qian He, and Secretary Secretary directly grabbed her arm.

"So strong."

Not realizing when the secretary appeared beside him at all, Qian He couldn't help sighing in his heart.

"Is this Mr. Secretary, the benefactor of ancestor Komaji?"

For Asazuru, she herself does not believe that someone can survive for hundreds of years.

But when my grandfather told the story, he had clearly mentioned the existence of the secretary.

And the Secretary himself is very familiar with the scenes mentioned.

That kind of confidence and indifference can only be expressed in person.

Qian He didn't believe it, it could be inherited through deception or word of mouth.

What's more, there was a voice deep in her heart telling herself, trust him.

Therefore, even though "a person who has survived for a hundred years" is ridiculous, Asazuru and Heino still believe it.

After helping Qian He back to the sofa, Secretary Si returned to his position and looked at her.

"Tell me about the story after you were born."

Hirano's narration only goes to the part when he got married.

For the rest of the stories, the secretary hoped to get them from Qian He.

ah?yes.

Nodding vigorously, Asazuru told all the things he remembered about Suryu Dojo.

And through the narration, the secretary also knew why she didn't see her parents.

When Qian He was young, her parents were worried that Hirano would be too old and physically inconvenient.

Therefore, on the day of sweeping the grave, he replaced Hirano to sweep the grave of the previous generation's owners.

But just like that, he never came back.

Although Hirano sent many people to look for it at that time, no trace was found.

It was as if the two of them had disappeared from the world.

"Time flies so fast, more than ten years have passed like this."

Speaking of his missing son, Hirano felt a little pain in his heart.

The fault of the middle generation undoubtedly dealt another heavy blow to Suliu, who was reborn not long ago.

Hirano believes that if his excellent son inherits the dojo, he will be much stronger than himself.

It is a pity that this wish cannot be realized after all.

Hearing what Qian He said, Si Shu became more aware of why he couldn't find the descendants of Suryu Dojo and Komaji.

After the massacre of Miemen, his descendants may be mainly conservative.

If he could not expose his identity as Soryu, he would never say it.

It can be said that the Suryu Dojo at that time was already in a state of namelessness.

There is not even a base, so where can the secretary go to find it.

After Hirano's generation, although there was a new dojo, it lost the new owner as a young and middle-aged man.

If it weren't for the luck of the Zhu Shi faction, I don't know how long it would take to find out.

Thinking of this, the Secretary inevitably felt a little sad.

If I could have known earlier, maybe I wouldn't let them encounter such a thing.

As for the monster that Hirano mentioned that could kill Suliu Dojo, he also guessed the identity of the other party.

There was no doubt that it was a ghost.

Moreover, it is an extremely powerful ghost.

Even, the secretary had a premonition that it was a Twelve Ghost Moon.

As for the specific identity of the other party, it is unknown.

The reason why Qianhe's parents disappeared may have something to do with ghosts.

His fists were gradually clenched, and the secretary's forehead also wrinkled unconsciously.

"Don't be angry, it's not your fault."

Sensing that something was wrong with the secretary, Zhu Shi hurriedly comforted him.

"That's right, Mr. Secretary, that's not your fault."

Hirano and Qianzuru who were on the side also hurriedly tried to persuade them.

After a while, the secretary gradually recovered.

"Sorry, I was the one who lost my temper."

Seeing that the secretary had adjusted, Zhu Shi just smiled, and then leaned his head on his shoulder.

"By the way, I have one more thing here, which I want to give to Mr. Secretary."

Suddenly, Hirano ran towards the house as if thinking of something.

After searching for a while, he came out holding a box in both hands.

"In it, the things left by the owners of the past generations are stored."

Chapter 349 A Hundred Years Passed Down From Generation to Generation

Taking the box from Hirano's hand, the secretary carefully looked at it.

The workmanship is a bit rough, but the material is the type that can be preserved for a long time.

On the outside, he also clearly saw some bloodstains and cracks.

Perhaps, that is what the owners of the past generations left behind on the way to protect the box.

"For the owners of past generations, the most important thing is the inheritance of Suliu Dojo."

Glancing at the box, Hirano's eyes showed a trace of emotion.

"The second most important thing is this box."

He still clearly remembered what his father's teacher said the night before he took over as the master of the Suliu Dojo.

"Hirano, you have to keep this box firmly in your heart." Kan Shula

"After you become the owner of the game, you will spend your whole life protecting it."

"Even if it is death, you must entrust it to the next owner before you can die!"

After saying this, the old farm owner drove Hirano out, leaving only himself in the house.

No one knows what he was thinking that night.

It was only on the second day, after Hirano took over, that the box in front of him was handed over to him.

Wiping the tears from the corners of his eyes, Hirano continued.

"If I hadn't met Mr. Secretary, I would have left something in it when I grew old."

As he said that, he also glanced at Qianhe.

"After handing it over to Qianhe, it will go round and round, and it will be guarded from generation to generation."

Touching the bloodstains and cracks on the box, the Secretary seemed to have seen the scene when the former owners were protecting the box.

How long is life, and in this short time, how many promises will be made.

Many people can't even make a verbal promise, let alone defend it with their lives.

But Hirano and the others have used a hundred years to prove themselves.

After a moment of silence, the secretary responded.

"For hundreds of years, you have worked hard."

"Mr. Secretary, you didn't ask us to do this."

Shaking his head, Hirano smiled.

"All of this is a choice made by our family."

"We have no complaints about this!"

As he spoke, he took out a small key from his pocket.

"Please open it, sir."

Putting the key in both hands, he stood aside and looked at the secretary quietly.

The key of the box has also experienced the erosion of the years and looks a little dilapidated.

Nodding, the secretary didn't speak, but just pushed the key into the keyhole.

With a slight twist, a crisp sound was heard.

"Crack."

The tightly closed box slowly opened, revealing the contents inside.

There are not many things, most of them are small objects or notes.

But at the top, it was a fragment.

Looking at it, it seems to be a part of a bamboo knife.