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

As for the secretary, he smiled and didn't say much.

He knew that this was the last stable time for Master Yuanyi.

After today, the two will embark on a life of searching for Wu Mian and killing evil spirits again.

After dinner, Yuanyi and Secretary planned to leave.

Mr. Yuanyi, we will always be here waiting for you, and you are welcome to come back anytime.

Looking at Tanji, who was shouting loudly at himself, with a sad face, Yuan paused.

Immediately afterwards, he took off the earrings on his ears and put them in Tanji's hands.

These are the earrings that Yuan's mother personally made when he was a child, in order to keep Yuan Yi alive.

Giving it to Tanji is also a kind of protection for Yuan to Tanji's family.

Well, let's go, Mr. Tanji.

With a wave of his hand, the secretary bid farewell to Tanji's family.

Looking at the backs of the two leaving, Tanji suddenly felt a surge of sadness in his heart.

Secretary and Yuanyi, I'm afraid they will never come back again.

The somewhat lonely backs of the master and apprentice walked further and further away, Tanji finally couldn't suppress the emotions in his heart.

Stepping forward quickly, he shouted loudly towards the front.

Mr. Yuanyi, secretary, we will definitely continue the life you two guarded!

I assure you, whether it is the earrings or the breath of the sun, I will pass it on forever!

In the days to come, I wish you prosperous martial arts!

After speaking, tears welled up in Tanji's eyes.

Hearing Tanji's shout, Si Shu and Yuan Yi turned around and looked back.

Looking at each other, the master and apprentice have reached a consensus.

Thank you.

There are no words like a thousand words, and there is no thrilling emotional expression.

Yes, it's just Secretary and Yuanyi, the most simple and unpretentious thanks from the bottom of their hearts.

The sun at dusk hit Yuanyi and Secretary, a little lonely, but also a little sacred.

With a wave of hands, they left.

The master and apprentice embarked on the journey of hunting ghosts again.

Chapter 46 The farewell between master and apprentice, the reunion after 60 years

After leaving Tanji's house, Si Shu and Yuan Yi came to a fork in the road.

Go east, or go west.

For a while, the two stood in place without responding for a long time.

They all know that this farewell may be a lifetime thing.

If fate does not take pity on them, they may never meet again in this life.

Even if we can meet again, I don't know how many years it will be.

Having lived together for nearly ten years, both Si Shu and Yuan Yi were unwilling to see this kind of situation in their hearts.

But for them, separation is the most efficient way.

As long as Wu Mi is resolved, everything they have done now is worthwhile.

In the end, it was the secretary who moved first.

Picking up a stone from the ground, he carved a scratch on one side.

Scratches are positive, no negative.

Going east, anti-going west.

I choose positive.

After finishing speaking, the secretary handed the stone to Yuanyi's hand.

Looking at the stone in his hand, which was no more than the size of a fingernail, Yuanyi felt a little complicated.

He clenched his fists tightly. If he had a choice, he didn't want his disciples to follow the same path as himself.

No matter what choice he made, the secretary always silently supported him.

Even if in the future he would spend his entire life on the mission of killing Wu Mi, he never said a word of no.

With a slight smile, the secretary slowly closed Yuanyi's palms.

Master, throw it away.

Dazed for a moment, Yuan Yi lowered his head slightly and swung his arms towards the sky.

The tiny pebbles flipped and took off in the sky, and finally rolled a few times on the ground and stopped.

The one that stays on it is the side with scratches engraved on it.

It looks like I won.

With a smile on his face, the secretary turned around and walked towards the east.

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Holding the secretary, Yuanyi took out something from his pocket and handed it to him.

It was a flute with rough workmanship, the material was not very good, and the shape was even more ugly.

But the secretary knew that this was the flute that Ji Guoyansheng made for Yuanyi himself when he was young.

Yuanyi handed over the flute to the secretary, which has already explained a lot.

Live, I wait for you to put it back in my hands.

Leaving a word, Yuan turned around and was about to leave.

Wait a moment.

He stopped Yuanyi, and Secretary Secretary also took out something from his bosom.

It was the little box he found before leaving.

Inside, there are portraits of himself and Yuanyi seven years ago.

Handing the small box to Yuanyi, Secretary Secretary said. .

You can't favor one over the other, and I'm waiting for you to return it to me, master.

Touching the secretary's head, Yuanyi put the box into his arms.

Then turned around and walked towards the west.

After putting away the flute, Secretary Secretary looked at Yuan Yi's leaving figure.

Then he turned around and walked towards the east.

The wind blows gently at night, a little cold and a little lonely.

Wiping away the tears of the two swordsmen, they also sent their expectations to each other's hearts.

Let's meet again in the future!

The cold comes and the summer goes, the sun rises and the moon sets.

New life is constantly being born, and old life is constantly passing away.

Generation after generation, the swordsmen of the Ghost Slayer Squad have been changing.

One after another, the man-eating evil spirits were constantly wiped out.

Now, 60 years later.

At night, in a tavern, a young man was eating and drinking wine.

The man looked to be about 20 years old, with a slender figure and an astonishing appearance.

Her short black hair was as deep as the night, and a sharp light occasionally flashed in her star-like eyes.

There is a faint smile on the corner of his mouth, as if he can laugh at everything in the world.

Although he looks very young, his whole body is full of unique charm.

At this moment, a drinker in the tavern was a little drunk and started chatting with his companions.

Hey hey hey, did you know that some people say that a red moon will appear in the night after a few days.

red moon?You must have drunk too much, you can say such things.

Alas, believe it or not, you will know when the time comes anyway.

Seeing that his companion didn't believe him, the drunk man stopped talking.

But the young man seemed to be attracted by his words, and walked up to him.

I'm a little curious about the red moon you mentioned, can you give me some details?

It's ok, I'm fine anyway.

Looking up, the drunk man squinted his eyes and belched from his mouth.

But kid, what's your name, I haven't seen you around here.

I'm just an idler, and I've only recently traveled around here.

Pinning the knife on the table to his waist, the young man smiled slightly.

My name is Secretary.

After getting more detailed information from the drunk man, the secretary left the tavern.

Walking on the street, he looked at the vendors on both sides from time to time.

This place has also become so prosperous. I remember that when I came here more than 30 years ago, it was still a deserted wasteland.

If ordinary people hear this sentence, they will definitely be shocked.

A man in his 20s came here more than 30 years ago, so how old is his actual age?

Arriving at a hotel, the secretary planned to take a rest here.

Just at this time, there was a sudden exclamation from outside the hotel.

God, there was a fight!

Originally, the secretary thought it was just an ordinary trouble-seeking, but suddenly, he felt an extremely familiar aura.

A scorching aura of the same origin as him, like the sun.

This feeling is unmistakable.

The secretary among the waiters on the counter was a little strange and asked in a low voice.

Sir, would you like to open a room?

Ah, sorry, just wait a minute.

After regaining consciousness, Secretary Secretary ran outside.

At this moment, many people formed a circle on the originally busy street.

A faint sound of * * is coming from it.

Listening carefully, the secretary understood what happened.

A scoundrel in the town came out to make trouble, but kicked the iron plate.

Originally, he wanted to bully an old man, but was instantly knocked down by the other party.

Although the opponent had shown mercy, the rogue's arm was still broken by the stone on the ground.

Please step aside.