Son of the Chip King

Nara Zen took all the money in the village, including the demolition money.

This is really a lot of wealth. Nara Yoshimi counted it carefully and estimated it. It will take two or three years to eat, drink and have fun without worrying about it.But that's not how life goes.

Looking through the things at home, I put away all the amulets made by my mother and took them away. All the amulets made by Nara Junko were soaked in wisteria flower juice. The smell almost made Nara Yoshito faint, except for one , and the rest are put in the package and sealed layer by layer.As for the belongings, there are only a few clothes, some herbs and bottles and jars that need to be used.

Looking at his pile of luggage, Nara Zen suddenly had an idea, went to the warehouse to get a medicine box for carrying on his back, and planned to become a foot doctor.

However, a seven-year-old foot doctor probably won't be trusted. There are still pharmacies willing to accept herbal medicine for daily collection and sale, which is considered a living.Just right for his idea of ​​going out for a walk.

Looking back at his hometown for the last time, Narayoshi embarked on a long journey.

On the third day after Nara Zen left the small village, an uninvited guest came here, wearing a dark kimono with dark lines, with black curly hair, and bright red eyes scanning the village.

Just as Guiwu Tsuji expected, there are no living people in this village, there is bloody smell everywhere, there are dried bloodstains on the ground, and there are graves piled up one by one in the courtyard.

Oni Wu Tsuji is not interested in those graves, he only cares about the child.

A child who is only a few years old can actually deal with two ghosts until they are consumed to death in the sun, so the potential is not small.If it grows up...

Guiwu Tsuji couldn't help trembling in his heart, he hated the word fighting genius, because it only reminded him of a terrible man.A swordsman who holds a knife, even if he scattered more than 800 pieces, he can cut him more than 500 pieces.

This world doesn't need a fighting genius. If you can kill two lowly ghosts at just a few years old, then you can fight twelve ghost moons when you are a teenager, and you can kill him by [-] pieces when you are an adult?

Onimai Tsuji felt terrified, this kind of emotion was only felt when facing the swordsman back then, even if it was a member of the Ubayashiki family, it just made him feel bored.

Find the kid and kill him.

On this day, Shangliu Kizuki got a new order to kill a child who looked similar to Kimai Tsuji.

Long after Tong Mo of the Bliss Sect was summoned to get the order? ? ?

A child similar to Lord Onimai Tsuji?

Could it be that my lord is... Abandoned from beginning to end, I feel very ashamed after having a child, and want to bury the black history, so I kill and destroy corpses and wipe out traces?

Tong Mo accidentally guessed part of the truth.

Kill on the spot?No, if it really looks like Mr. Ghost Dance Tsuji, I must take it to Infinity City and show everyone to have fun together.

Tong Mo, the second of the winding strings, often steps on the edge of the patience line of Master Gui Wu Tsuji.

In a certain town, inside a pharmacy.

"35 dollars." The boss waved his hand, "No more."

"Such a good appearance, you actually only give 35 yuan." Nara Zen's eyes widened, "Another ten yuan!"

"Not much more." The boss waved his hand.

Nara Zen lowered his head and touched the wild ginseng in his hand, "Can't there be more? Mom, after you leave, I may starve to death."

boss……

"Sure enough, a seven-year-old child can't live alone without leaving home. But there is no father, and the mother is gone, and no one in the village is there. I am the only one... out to wander..."

The boss frowned.

"I can only live by selling ginseng. I climbed three mountains, and finally only dug this one. Will I be able to see you after starving to death, mother?"

The boss "At most... add three dollars."

Narayoshi raised his head and extended a slap.

The boss groaned, the boss sighed, and the boss took out a handful of coins, "Don't come again, brat!!" Forty coins, not all of them can be made into medicine, he has stopped earning!

Narazen put the wild ginseng on the table, pulled all the money into his pocket, turned around and ran away.

Forty dollars, as food expenses can last a week, this is because he eats a lot and eats a lot.

After selling the last worth of herbal medicine, Nara Zen found a small hotel to stay, and went to a small shop outside to buy a bowl of noodles when he felt hungry.

Not long after they sat down, someone came to the seat next to them. They seemed to be a couple, and they sat beside Nara Yoshino while chatting.

The woman in the kimono sighed, "I didn't expect this to happen. It's really scary."

"I don't know if the mine can be successfully mined."

The woman in kimono laughed after hearing this, "Do you still want to work there? If you want to go to the mine, go there. I won't go anyway. There is nothing in the barren mountains."

The man said, "I'm not going to mine, but the work of smelting silver is okay. They always need people to do other jobs."

Hearing about mine and silver, Nara Zenchimen's hands gradually slowed down, and he listened attentively.

It has been a few days since he left the village, and there is still some distance between here and there. Didn't expect the news to spread so quickly?

"You two's noodles are ready." After serving the noodles, the noodle stall owner naturally added to the topic, "You are talking about the newly discovered silver mine in the east, right?"

"Yeah. You know that too."

"Hey, my friend's younger brother was sent there by his boss to help, saying that there was a village and wanted them to move it away. But something happened when he came back, and he seemed to be robbed." The noodle stall owner sighed, " I don’t know if I saw a ghost, I heard that something happened in that village, and the people who went to see it said it was a grave..."

The woman in the kimono stared wide-eyed, "It's scary."

"Now it is said that the factory will be built on the other side of the mountain, and it may not recruit workers here." The noodle stall owner said.

Narashan finished the soup, put down the money, turned around and left.

But for a few days, it seemed like a lifetime away.

Nara Zen walked forward with her head down, and then bumped into a young man, and the oiled paper bag in the man's arms rolled to the ground.

"Sorry." Narayoshi lowered his head and picked up the thing, and handed it to the boy.

A corner of the damaged oil paper package was exposed, and the sweet and greasy wagashi gave off a faint aroma.Naturally, wagashi contaminated with dust cannot be eaten.

The outstretched hand was withdrawn in embarrassment, and Narazen held the oiled paper bag, not knowing how much to pay.

The boy in front of him seemed to know what Nara Yoshito was thinking, and rubbed his head, "It's okay, I'm actually not hungry anymore."

Yoshiro Nara looked up at him, and met the eyes of the boy in purple haori in front of him.

"Besides, I don't like sweets very much." The boy said.

"If you don't like it, why buy it?" Nara Yoshimi was puzzled.It shouldn't be cheap for such a big pack.

"I'm used to the taste of wagashi." The boy said, then leaned over and asked again, "It's just that you touched my wagashi. As compensation, please answer me a few questions."

Nara Zen's nerves tensed immediately, even though he didn't feel any malice.

answer the questions?He just asked a few questions a few days ago.

It's a pity that none of the two ghosts could answer.

"Has anyone disappeared around here? Or been mutilated?" the boy asked.

Nara Yoshito didn't know what the other party's purpose was, so he just swallowed his saliva and said nervously, "I only heard that the people who went to the silver mine came back and met the bandits, other... don't know."

"Hmm...it seems that there is no one here." The young man patted Narazen's head, "Thank you."

"Nothing?" Nara asked suddenly.

The boy stopped in his tracks, looked back at Yoshino Nara, and uttered the word "ghost."

Nara goodness!

"Even if you don't, don't go out at night, and when you go home, you must close the door tightly. Maybe it's useful." The boy turned and left vaguely.

Narayoshi stared blankly at the back of the boy leaving, and when the opponent's haori was raised, he saw a pair of double swords pinned to the boy's waist.

Knife, ghost.

Narazen became interested, put the oil paper bag in his arms, and quietly followed.

The author has something to say and checked the information, coins and consumption levels in the Taisho period.I saw someone posting food expenses for soldiers in that period, ranging from 11 to 011 renminbi a day, and the food was about [-] kilograms. [-] money is [-] yen.

Then the monthly salary of a female worker is about 17 yen, which is 170 yuan.Rural employees pay 310 yuan per month, which is three yuan.At that time, one yen per month was no problem to feed a person.

Well, it's almost enough, don't take it too seriously.I couldn't find any more information, but I tried my best.

By the way, regarding the appearance of the coins, only coins were found, but no banknotes were found.Li, qian, and yuan are all units of money.Their coins are similar to our country's copper coins, but we have an outer circle and an inner square, while theirs have an outer circle and an inner circle.There are also gold coins, one gold coin is twenty yuan.

I love coins!Golden!

Pay special attention to the fact that the boy with the purple haori is also an original character, a character in my other short novel "Ghost Slayer: Ganzhu".

After reading that short story, you will find the bright spot, prompt time.