Son of the Chip King

After returning to his temporary residence, Nara Yoshino took out the letter and read it.

The envelope was not sealed tightly, Nara Yoshino easily read the contents inside, without the slightest sense of morality that he should not read other people's letters.

The content inside is very simple, scribbled condolences to the other party's recent situation, and then explained that he has just met a genius, and now introduces this child to the other party's door, hoping to stay and teach the breathing method, he is a good seed who is expected to become a new generation of pillars .

The next day, Narayoshi asked the owner of the hotel about the location of Mount Ibuki, and was told that the mountain was located in Gifu County, while Narayoshi was currently located in Fukui County. Simply put, the road was too far away.

"It's too far away, you have to take a train." The owner shook his head and said, "But the train can only be reached if you have to go to a big city."

At least he had to go to Ono City. Nara Yoshino counted the distance with his fingers, and it would take about three days to travel at full speed.

This is also a straight-line distance, that is, over mountains and mountains.

But he is not in a hurry, he can walk slowly, even if he climbs mountains and mountains, he is not afraid. Nara Zen has basically consolidated his mind ability, and is now honing his mind ability application skills, and he can still meditate in the quiet mountain forest.

It's a pity that until now, Nara Zen still has no idea about developing his own unique skills.

If you have no new ideas before walking to Mount Ibuki, how about learning the breathing method and looking for inspiration?

After buying new dry food, Nara Zen left the small town and walked all the way to the direction of Mount Ibuki.After passing through several villages, I occasionally stopped to rest and spent a few dollars to buy some new water and food in the village, and women helped mend the torn coat.

"It's so pitiful for such a small child to travel alone." The woman who sewed Narazen's coat was holding her needle and thread, and whispered.

Nara Zen lowered his head and gnawed on the rice balls. He knew that the other party didn't really need to answer by himself, but just chatted a few unnutritious words while mending. If he was really that kind, he could not charge him the few coppers for sewing.

Sure enough, the woman said while talking, "But in this world, there are too many poor people, just like the Sawamura family in the east of the village..." Before she could finish her sentence, she heard a sudden explosion from the east of the village. The heart-piercing cry of a woman.

"No, please, this child absolutely... can't, ah!!"

The mending woman looked up, her eyes lit up with interest, and her hands stopped moving.

"Go away, bitch, labor and management need money, you know, money! If you don't look so ugly, I would sell you too." A man held a girl in his hand, and the other hand held a long hair Cutting the woman's hair, kicking the man to the ground, the woman shook her head and refused, hugging the man's thigh to prevent him from leaving.The man got annoyed, so he picked up a stone on the ground, aimed it at the woman's head, and was about to smash it.

The tragedy was about to happen, but in the next second, the man's hand seemed to be blown away by something, and the stone in his hand fell to the ground, hitting the man's own instep.

With an ouch, the man left the girl and the woman behind, clutching his feet and yelling non-stop.

"Huh?" The mending woman widened her eyes, "What happened just now?"

Narayoshi, who picked up a stone and flicked it with his fingertips, rubbed his fingers on the clothes, and said to the mending woman, "When will my clothes be mended?"

"Immediately, immediately." The sewing woman came back to her senses and said with a smile.

Nara Yoshino nodded to her, stood up from the chair, and walked over with short legs.

The man was still covering his arm and looking around. The speed of the small stone was too fast for people to see clearly, and the accompanying force was naturally strong. The man's arm was smashed, and blood was flowing out.

"Where are you taking her?" Nara asked, pointing at the girl.

The girl looked about five or six years old, and she seemed to be a little shorter than Nara Yoshimi.

"Of course it's sold? Who are you, kid?" the man shouted.

"Oh, that's right." Nara Yoshimi took out some money from his pocket and handed it over, "Is it enough?"

Both the girl and the woman looked up at Yoshino Nara in surprise.

The man stared wide-eyed at the money in Narazen's hand. Of course, the money was enough, and there was more than enough, but... such a young child can come up with so much money, the man couldn't help but have other thoughts.

"What do you buy a little girl for? Brat, where's your adult?" The man asked roughly.

"No sir. Will it be sold?"

The man sneered, grabbed Narashan's clothes and lifted him up, "Oh, the brat is quite rich, why don't you reward me more?" He was about to flip through Narashan's clothes.

Other people in the village who turned a blind eye to the men's atrocities turned their eyes away, and the woman who sewed Narashan's clothes was even more at a loss. The man is a well-known ruffian in the village, and this child is probably...

Just when everyone was thinking this way, a shocking scene happened. The boy who was being carried sighed, stretched out a small hand, pinched the man's wrist, and squeezed slowly.

The man's expression with a malicious smile gradually froze, and the sweat slowly dripped down, grinning his teeth, "It hurts, let go, let go!!"

Nara Yoshino didn't let go, he even smiled slightly and increased his strength again.

The strength to push a ton of iron gate with one hand is unmatched by a rough man. After a while, the man knelt down and begged for mercy. The 1.7-meter-eight man knelt in front of a one-meter-old Douding. ridiculous.

"I'm selling it, no, I'm giving it to you, whether it's the child or the woman, it's all yours!!"

Satisfied, Nara let go.

The man clutched his bruised wrist, didn't dare to say a word, turned around and ran away.After running far away, he yelled 'devil' with little confidence.

Nara only glanced at it lightly, the man trembled, he didn't dare to fart anymore, and disappeared without a trace.

This kind of ruffian who only dares to be ruthless in front of honest people is actually more cowardly than anyone else in his heart.

Narazen sat back to her original position, and the woman was so startled that her whole body was stiff. Looking at the child who was only one meter away from her, she no longer dared to gossip, and lowered her head to mend clothes desperately.There was a small piece that was not repaired, and the stitches were removed and repaired again.

The woman who was subjected to domestic violence got up, straightened her dirty clothes and hair, walked over holding the little girl's hand, and leaned over to thank Nara Zen.

"Thank you, really..."

"He will beat you again in the future." Nara Yoshihisa raised his head and asked, "Any plans?"

The woman looked at her little daughter. Years of domestic violence had made her look less bright, and she thought, "I heard from people passing by this village that there is a temple in the west that enshrines the leader of the Bliss Sect. Helping the helpless, I want to see... I originally planned to leave in the next few days, but I never had the chance..."

Perhaps it was because he noticed that the woman wanted to run away. Recently, the man has been watching very closely. Then today, the man drank a few sips of wine and started to make a fuss.

The woman who thought she would lose her last daughter was unexpectedly saved from this atrocity.

"You can go with us too, that man, in the town over there, I know a few men who drink together." The woman whispered, unceremoniously referring to her husband as 'that man'.

Narashan glanced at the mending woman. The woman was so frightened that she almost stuck the needle into her flesh. She hurriedly mended the coat and handed it to Narazen tremblingly.

Nara Zen wanted to give her money, but the woman just shook her head. Nara Zen put the money on the chair she was sitting on, and left with the woman and the girl.As I said before, he has plenty of time, the direction of the Bliss Temple that the woman pointed to is different from the Ibuki Mountain where Nara Zen is going, but it doesn't matter, there is no delay in escorting the woman.

On the way together, Nara Yoshito knew that the woman's name was Naoko Sawamura, and the girl's name was Nanako.

Naoko Sawamura married that man ten years ago and is now 28 years old.During the ten years of being married to a man, Naoko Sawamura has always worked hard to be a good wife and mother.However, the belly was not up to date, and three children were born in a row, all girls.

In fact, whether it is a boy or a girl is not a woman's fault. According to the gene, you should ask your father about it.Wheat seeds are sprinkled, so is it still delusional to grow garlic?

But in the eyes of men, this is the woman's fault. No one will give birth to a belly. During this period, more attention is paid to boys who can pass on, rather than girls who are married.But the girl is a little good, and can be sold for money.

Selling girls to Huajie will bring you more money than selling boys.

But here comes the question again, the appearance of a woman is very ordinary, while the appearance of a man is crooked, how low is the probability that the combination of these two genes will produce a daughter who looks like a fairy?The eldest daughter followed her mother, and the people in Huajie looked upright, barely able to act as a foil, and gave some money.The second daughter followed her father's appearance, and Huajie didn't really want her in vain. The man kept pestering her, and the people in Huajie lost some money to be a handyman, and sent the man away.

The man yelled that he lost money, and it was not enough to feed the children when they grew up.

The third daughter is Nanako who is now with Naoko Sawamura. She looks better than the first two girls. The man has long wanted to sell her, but Naoko Sawamura has been stopping her.

Naoko Sawamura has been patient, because her parents once said that when a woman is married, she belongs to someone else's family. She should be obedient and live with her husband. Don't go back to her mother's house to drag the family because of trivial matters.

Naoko Sawamura knew that she was thrown out rather than being married off.

"My family doesn't really like me very much." Naoko Sawamura said softly, "I know."

When he was born, he caught up with the famine and survived with a few stutters, but he was still rejected by his parents.

Not long after she got married, her mother-in-law died of a serious illness, and she was scolded by her husband with bad luck.

Having given birth to three children in a row, all of whom were daughters, and being pointed at by a man, it was unlucky to marry a woman like her.

Even Naoko Sawamura felt that she came to this world to suffer.

Especially in recent years, men's tempers have become more and more irritable, and they are even more hopeless after gambling. They have to drink every day and night, whether it is the work in the fields or the earning of living expenses, they are all piled up On Naoko Sawamura, after she was pregnant last year and was beaten and aborted by a man, Naoko Sawamura was thinking that such days cannot continue.

One day, she will be beaten to death by a man.

"Really, what am I talking to you..." Naoko Sawamura smiled embarrassedly at Nara Zen.Maybe it was because the journey was too long, and when she was talking, she slowly brought the topic to herself, or maybe, she really wanted to vomit the bitterness in her stomach with someone, so that it would be more enjoyable.

Nara Zen paused, pointing to the front, "Is the temple you are talking about the one on the mountain?"

Naoko Sawamura held her daughter's hand, looked up suddenly, and saw the building located on the mountainside, the top of the building hidden among the trees, carved with lotus sculptures.

Unexpectedly, the legendary Eternal Bliss Cult is closer than expected.No wonder people are often seen passing by the village, going there.

"Hey, it should be." Naoko Sawamura's eyes radiated hope.

The author has something to say, whether at home or abroad, in ancient times, women were very miserable and had no status.If the status of ordinary civilians is already very low, then the status of women who are their wives is even lower.When a man gets angry outside, he can vent to his wife when he returns home. Therefore, domestic violence was actually very common in ancient times, especially in the lower classes.

Then it is very interesting that the sentencing of a man who kills his wife is different from that of a wife who kills her husband.The latter absolutely hangs.But the former depends on the situation.

I don't know about it, but in the Qing Dynasty, if the man who killed his wife had no brothers and was an only child, and he needed a man to pass on the heir, he only had to beat the board.There was such a real case in the Qing Dynasty, because the wife cooked rice in a pot that boiled black beans, and the cooked rice turned black.In fact, it can be eaten, and there is no hindrance. It is for this reason that it was killed.It's not beating to death, it's killing.The wife ran away and was killed in the street by her husband who was chasing her.In the end, because of the only child, he was beaten a few times and released.Then the judgment is still that women are ignorant of women.

If you find a reason, such as the wife has insulted her parents-in-law, or is unfilial, you don't have to die.As for the truth or falsehood, it doesn't matter, just look at the testimonies of the man and his in-laws, in fact, he bullies the dead and can't speak.

In addition, killing an adulterous wife is innocent, and there is no need to suffer.But one thing to pay attention to is that the wife is not passed but killed, so killing it is the same.Therefore, in ancient times, if a wife was humiliated, even if she was innocently forced, she would not be convicted of killing her.

All that said, I love Hyundai.

Ancient times are horrible.