Overgod Ascension

"Ah... this bowl..."

A Chinese person picked up the large ceramic bowl on the ground that was cracked like an antique.

"This is the body of the monster just now..."

Wu Ming explained slightly, who knows that the people around him seem to be scared: "This... this is a disappointment! To be sent to the shrine quickly, please ask the official to quit..."

The Chinese people were even more frightened. They looked at the bowl in their hands, and they didn’t throw it. They didn’t throw it. They were afraid of a curse.

"God?! Oh... He did claim to be a life before him... This is a certain life, it seems to be the honorary name of the gods?"

Wu Ming then asked a few more words, only to find it very speechless. It turned out that this street goods was really one of the eight million gods of Fuso, and it was said that it was also a bereavement.

"Yin and Yang Miscellaneous Notes" has a cloud: "The artifacts have been turned into elves for centuries, and they have deceived people's hearts. ’

This means that ordinary old brooms, old umbrellas, broken bowls and broken pots, once placed for a hundred years, will absorb the essence of the heavens, accumulate resentment or feel the spiritual power to get the soul, turn into a monster, and harm the world.

Therefore, Fuso has a custom, that is, on the eve of the beginning of the spring, every family removes the old home props and abandons the roadside. This is called sweeping coal. In this way, you can escape the disaster of losing more than a hundred years.

Therefore, paying for the body of the gods, the eight achievements are a series of fascinating things such as old pots and pans, broken umbrellas and so on.

It’s just that Dongpu people admire all things and spirits. This kind of street-like goods is also among the eight million gods, making Wu Ming extremely speechless.

Of course, if things are done, the rewards will still be collected.

When Wu Ming was about to accept the money bag handed over by the old warrior, he slowly walked back to Numata City.

"This is a daily practice, and it’s not bad to come out and distract yourself... one relax..."

With the strong name of his own being constantly being rumored, from time to time, there are villagers who come here, and even the people of the country ask for help. Ask him to crusade monsters and ghosts.

When Wu Ming was in a good mood, he came out and sent it out. He was completely distracted, but his reputation was getting bigger and bigger, and even mixed with the nickname of a god, and even the sword became a famous blade. ', made him quite a dumbfounding.

Instead, it was tempered with time. At this time, the redness was full in the inner movement, but only the center was carrying a hint of white.

This is the same as Wu Qing, but it is still a little bit broken into the real world!

This kind of progress is naturally a thousand miles away, and at the cost, it is consumed by the dragon in Houzhu.

Just in Wu Ming’s opinion, this is still very worthwhile.

......

"The grown up is back!"

Returning to the rented hotel, the proprietress immediately greeted him.

"Well! Prepare for dinner, eat here today!"

Wu Ming opened the remunerated purse and handed out a small silver sentence and threw it into the boss's arms.

Soon, dinner came up.

A bowl of miso soup, a pot of sake, two rice balls, a dish of radish, a dish of fresh fish, and of course, a bowl of wild pork that Wu Ming strongly demanded, the boss wife barely collected.

Hey! Hey!

There are other small businessmen, rogues, etc. in the hotel. At this time, watching the sumptuous dinner, they can't swallow their mouths.

"Ah... such a hearty meal, I am afraid it is a big name feast, it is very difficult to eat?"

"The fish is gone, even eating pork, is this warrior not afraid of being condemned?"

"Hey! Hey! Do you know who this adult is? He is cruel to the Wind Demon Hall, the River Girl Demon, the Flying Head and the God of Ghosts! It is rumored that he has the power of fifty men, the wind on the waist ', every night, roaring, drinking blood..."

The rogue who spoke at the beginning was quickly pulled down by his companion, pouting, for fear of any disaster.

This **** is lucky, but it is not a kind person. Not only does it crusade many monsters, but even the warriors who go to the duel are all killed and never left alive.

The name of the gods and ghosts represents the ultimate power and horror!

"Oh! Adult... that nasty law, come again!"

The proprietress suddenly covered his nose in disgust and said with a lament.

"Oh... wine! Give me wine!"

With a stench, a sly rogue rolled in. He looked at least fifty or sixty years old, his hair was messy, he was only wearing a single coat, and he was also ragged, showing a skinny chest with a sore on it. The people around them have shown the expression of '秽多', and some are still wondering why the proprietress does not drive him away.

The next moment, the ronin sat on the opposite side of Wu Ming, grabbed the sake and sipped it.

He almost sipped the sake and sat down on the ground, sighing: "Fortunately, I owe the businessman twenty... I cough..."

Speaking, even coughing out the black blood, it is obvious that the disease is ruined, and the life is not long.

"No problem... I will help you back..."

Wu Ming's brow does not wrinkle, directly.

"Haha... You have helped me with hundreds of debts before and after, now... I am dying... What are you going to get from me?"

There seems to be a ray of light in the eyes of the old rogue.

"Of course it is your family name!" Wu Ming did not hesitate, said directly.

"My name? Haha... I am the home of the ghost family! My family is on the ancestors, but I have followed the generals!"

The old wave of people is full of pride.

"Even so... you have lost your land now, and you still owe the businessman a usury debt..."

Wu Ming chilledly analyzed: "Do you want to bear huge debts and die unfaithful?"

After so long, he has a deeper understanding of the rules of the Fusang mainland.

The warrior is a privileged class, but the real warrior must have two elements.

The first one is the name of the family, which is the name of the Miao, or the surname of the Wu family.

There is also one, that is, the hereditary territory of the hereditary, at least one hundred stones! Both are in place to be a real warrior!

If the samurai loses the main family and the territory, it becomes a rogue warrior. Although it is still higher than the lower class without the surname, the life is very poor. The old warrior in front is the best example.

At this time, some civilians who want to get ahead, or businessmen who want to improve their identity, have come up with a solution.

That is to obtain the name of the family by accepting this warrior as a son, or as a son of such a warrior.

Although there is still no territory, it is half a level higher than the civilian population, the social status is improved, and it is easier to be a member of the big name.

The businessman who has seen a side before, Naito Takashi, is probably the last name of his surname.

This is almost a hidden rule, so Wu Ming also wants to use this method.

Of course, it’s not the only one in front of you who are desperate, lonely, and dying.

But the surname of the Wu family is also different.

Some are given by the name of Wan Shi, or they are taken by themselves. The inheritance is only a hundred years old. The foundation is shallow, and it is separated from the names of millions of stones, even the generals, the people of the world, and even the surnames. It has been passed down for thousands of years. Although they are all samurai in name, they are actually two different things.

It is like a ghost housekeeper in front of this self-proclaimed name.

Although he was so drunk when he was so drunk, the surrounding alcoholic people probably still saw jokes, but Wu Ming saw other things from the air transport.

This old warrior, naturally, is like a residual candle in the wind, but a martial arts air transport, but it has a long history, can not linger, obviously the power of the family.

‘It doesn’t matter if you want a general surname, but you still pick it up. Anyway, this gold and silver, what is it for me? ’

Wu Ming stared at the eyes of the old warrior in front of him: "How are you thinking about it?"

"Good! I am a sinner of the family and lost her hereditary knowledge. But the name of the family of the ghost family cannot die in my hands..."

The old warrior bit his teeth: "One thousand! I want a thousand!"

"can!"

Wu Ming promised to come down: "Five hundred has already helped you pay off the debts, there are five hundred, you can give it to you soon!"

"I have already done this, what do I have to do with money?"

The old warrior smiled bitterly: "Give me a consistent money and a straw mat. Others, trouble you to send it to the izakaya, where is the Kabuki called 'Keiko'! Please!"

"The Kabuki named Keiko, I know!"

Wu Ming nodded, the samurai loves the song, this is almost a tradition.

"In this case, take the inheritance!"

The old warrior didn't look over his face, his eyes seemed a little red.

This is already ready, but above, it is Wu Ming’s acceptance of this old warrior as 'Yi Nan'. That is to say, Wu Ming adopted this person as a righteous son, and when this person dies, he automatically inherits the ghost family’s housekeeper. The seat.

'by! You are so old, I am still trying to accept you as a child, and you are cheaper...’

Looking at the signature of the old warrior, Wu Ming’s heart is full of belly.

However, this old warrior word is very good, obviously it is indeed well educated.

"Ghosts are hidden... it was called this name..."

Wu Ming saw the old warrior sign a good name, and even found a small Zhu Yin, covered it, and nodded in his heart.

"Please accept it! Everything is here!"

After the last one fell, the tears of the ghosts of the law finally fell.

......

the next day.

"Adult, that law, is dead..."

When Wu Mingyi came out, he heard the news reported by the proprietress.

"really……"

Looking at the gas last night, I know that this person is full of lights, but it is also impossible to save the gods.

"Have him a good burial..."

Wu Ming waved his hand and rewarded a gold judgment.

"Congratulations to Ghost Hall for the name of the house..."

Although I was amazed that this ghost **** was a civilian before, but in any case, now is not the case, the boss immediately said with congratulations.

"Well... Fortunately, the help is the name of the past. Now I can throw it away. I am the housekeeper of the ghost family. It seems that there is also an inherited verb 'law'. From today, I am a ghost!"

Wu Ming’s mouth brought a sneer smile and said quietly.