Ghost Slayer Blacksmith's Self-Cultivation

The village chief noticed Zhuxiong's questioning gaze, he nodded first, then shook his head and said.

"Takeo, you are right. Money can indeed buy the food we need, but the key is that we have no money now."

Zhu Xiong frowned involuntarily, he felt that the village head and bartender Lao Lang obviously didn't match his words.

"Could it be that the village chief is a corrupt official who embezzled all the villagers' money!"

Ding!Takeo's exclamation point +100
"Village Chief, just tell these children, we may really not be able to hold on if this continues!"

At this time, a villager around the bonfire spoke, and before his words fell, other villagers also echoed.

The village chief looked at the worried looks on the faces of other villagers, a flash of determination flashed in his eyes, and then he sighed and said.

"Actually, this matter is really embarrassing. In fact, our Piaoxiang Village is relatively low-lying. It is especially prone to landslides in heavy rains. So we discussed at the beginning of the year and used this part of the money to renovate the roads and houses in the village. For this reason, they also spent a lot of money to strengthen the exposed boulders around the mountain village to prevent them from collapsing, and bought large-scale equipment to improve production efficiency, hoping to make a lot of money in the village this year."

"Village chief, why don't you move here and there? Don't you have to worry about accidents and disasters after you move away?"

After Shan Kong heard the village chief's conversation, he couldn't help but interjected.

"Did your little head listen carefully? You forgot that the bartender Taro who met us before told us that white jade sorghum is a unique plant in this area."

It was Terashima Yuu who was talking. It was indeed the bartender Taro who led them to the wine cellar before, and Yamasora scratched his head in embarrassment and smirked "hehe".

"Village Chief, please continue."

Zhuxiong said on the side, the village head saw that the children were very interested in this matter, so they didn't pretend to be a joke but continued to preach.

"Hey! I'm ashamed to say that the second half of the year will take a turn for the worse. The village frequently suffers from population disappearance, and capable villagers go out to find the whereabouts of their children. At one point there were even rumors of evil spirits, and the whole village was in a state of panic. We have no intention of brewing wine at all, and our village has neither money nor enough labor force."

Zhuxiong and the others silently listened to the complaints of the village chief and the bartender Lao Lang. They knew why the village chief's home was so luxurious. When he mentioned that the bartender Taro hurt his waist, the village chief looked anxious.

The feeling is that the village does not have enough labor force. To put it bluntly, all the money is not spent wisely.

"Village Chief, we can help, you can teach us how to make wine!"

Sitting by the bonfire, Kawasumi Mai said eagerly. For her, brewing wine is a field she has never been involved in. Apart from wanting to help the village chief, she is more curious about new things. .

"Master Village Chief, we can do it too!"

Terashima Yuu and the others then spoke, but were politely rejected by the village chief and bartender Lao Lang.

"Children, I appreciate your kindness on behalf of the villagers. It's not that my old man wants to lose face. It's just that brewing wine requires time besides the complexity of making it."

"time?"

Almost all the children showed doubts.

"Yes! It's time. The most important thing in winemaking is not only the quality of the raw materials, but also the purity. The so-called purity needs time to settle and sharpen. Only this kind of wine can ensure that when the wine tank is opened, The smell of wine is strong and mellow, and the fragrance is wafting for ten miles."

After listening to the village head's patient explanation, Zhuxiong and others understood that even if the production is urgent now, such wine cannot be sold.

"Children, I know your kindness. In fact, this is a matter of our village. Come to eat and eat. If you talk about it, the food will be cold!"

The village head picked up a pair of bowls and chopsticks (serve chopsticks) on the side, and put the large pieces of meat in the iron pan into the children's bowls one by one.

"It depends on what I do, eat quickly!"

The village head looked at the worried faces of the children in front of him, and secretly scolded himself for being a fool. He was like this, always showing his worries on his face, and he himself once denied whether he should not be the head of the village.

The village chief asked the children to eat quickly, but seeing that the chopsticks of the villagers and the children had not moved for a long time, he couldn't help asking with some doubts.

"What? Is it not to your liking? I still don't think it's enough to eat. Don't worry, there will be plenty of food for tonight!"

"Village chief, why don't you eat?"

Kawasumi Mai looked at the village chief who was looking sad in front of him, but asked the question that everyone had been wanting to ask.

"Oh, I've already eaten!"

The village chief stood up first, turned his back to the children and said: "Children, after this dinner, go to bed early, I have already contacted the people from the ghost killing team to prepare a carriage for you, let's go tomorrow morning! "

This 'hundreds of meals' at night was not smiling, and it was a little deserted. Everyone was silent, and everyone else ate very little, but the village chief left the biggest portion of dinner.

As the night approached, Yuu Terashima and the others all fell asleep. At this time, a young man slowly slipped out of the room and ran towards the mountain in the village.

At this time, there was a small figure on the eaves, quickly catching up with the young man in front of him, and disappeared into the dark night together.

Zhuxiong had some insomnia tonight, and the figure of the village chief with his back turned always gave him an indescribable feeling. He knew that he couldn't help the village chief with this matter, but there was one thing he could help with.

Takexiong moved his body, groping for a place to climb on the rock step by step. At this time, Takexiong was like a gecko, struggling to climb up the huge rock in front of him.

This rock has been exposed to the sun and rain for a long time, and the surface is somewhat weathered. What Zhuxiong just wants to do now is to help the village chief eliminate this huge hidden danger.

Takeo often takes a deep breath, his abdomen swells, and he closes his eyes tightly, trying to recall the movement of Tanjiro slashing the boulder with his Japanese sword in the anime.

Although I don't have a sun wheel knife now, I have an axe. He has tested that the blades of these two axes are extremely sharp, and they can cut through the skin of evil spirits.

"Breathe—breathe!"

Everything in this valley is quiet, it seems that Zhuxiong can hear his own heartbeat.

"boom!"

Zhuxiong only felt that his abdomen was being punched by something hard, his breathing was momentarily disordered, his chest heaved extremely violently, his abdomen felt a sharp pain, and he almost couldn't breathe.

Takexiong subconsciously pulled out two gold and silver hand axes with both hands, and a girl's clear and sweet voice rang in his ears