[Hunter] Lydia's Life Story I

It was already half a year later when our first customer, the generous big man, came to our door again.

Thanks to his 1000 million ordained nuns, we had a legitimate income and successfully paid the first 2000 million ordained membership dues.However, in the next few months, the grocery store was so empty, so few customers came to the door, and the profit was so small that we had to find another way out.Now it's time to pay dues again, and this guy who has brought us the biggest income has come to our door again, which is really gratifying.

This time, it was Kurolo who received him.

"Excuse me, what do you need?" Kuroro put the book on the counter and asked, standing on the small bench behind the counter.Since the three of us are very short, we can't even show our heads when standing behind the counter, so we had to put a small bench behind the counter and step on the bench every time to do business.

"I bought a desk clock here half a year ago. Has anything new been added since then?" The big man asked with a calm voice and expression.He looked only fifteen or sixteen years old, and he looked quite old, but there was still a youthful youthfulness in the corners of his eyes and brows.

"The one on the right is new, and the one on the left is old. You can see for yourself." Kurollo pointed to the row of shelves behind him.At the beginning, he and I laughed at Feitan for not being able to do business, and I think he is similar—after only saying these two sentences, his eyes could not help but glance at the books on the counter.

The big man didn't take it seriously, and looked at the things on the shelf on his own.The new products on the right side of the shelf were all bought by Kuroro and Feitan from the garbage mountain outside the eighth district. Basically, they were all tattered and tattered.

The grocery store has not done a single business for almost two months. In order to maintain normal expenses (at least in the eyes of outsiders), Kuroro and Feitan had to take turns to go to the garbage mountain outside to "pan for gold", just like eight Like many other shops in the area, they find some valuable recycled garbage and bring them back, some of them are used as commodities to supplement the shelves, and some of them are exchanged for nuns to pay membership fees and maintain their livelihood.

"Can you show me that?" The big man pointed to something behind Kuroro that was nailed together by several wooden strips.

"Here." Kuroro handed him what he said, glanced at the thing in his hand, and took a special look at the guest opposite.I still have the impression that Feitan snatched it back from the garbage mountain with others. He was seriously injured that time, and the blood all over his body is still fresh in my memory.It seems to be the wreckage of a crossbow machine. It can be recognized because it has been used before. Although it is so rotten that only a few wooden sticks are left to nail the frame, it should be still usable after repairing it.Of course I was too lazy to fix it, so I just placed it on the shelf. From a distance, it looked like a bunch of random nailed wooden strips. It was so inconspicuous that even Kuroro didn't notice it before.

The big man took the wreckage of the crossbow machine, fiddled with it a few times, and put a few scattered wooden frames back in place, and he could clearly see the appearance of the crossbow machine.

This guy has such poisonous eyes.

"I want this." He put the crossbow on the counter, pointed to a dirty music box on the top shelf and said, "Show me that too."

The music box was opened to a broken melody, a staccato Christmas carol.Of course I can't tell what song it is, but the Santa Claus with a red hat and white beard standing on it should be able to turn, but now he can't turn, but the color is still very bright.You can't find such a good thing in the garbage dump. This is the treasure of the town store I got with my words.

A hint of surprise flashed across the face of the big man who knew the goods, carefully placed the music box and the crossbow on the counter side by side, took out a kinny from his trousers pocket and asked, "I want both, how much is the total?"

"The music box is 2500 million rings, and the damaged crossbow machine is 1500 million rings, a total of 4000 million rings." Kuroro glanced at the merchandise and said smoothly.

We don't actually put a price on every item because who knows if it will ever sell?Anyway, the three of us don't care much about the price, and every business is done with our mouths.But the price is really high, and the protection fee for two months after the order has been paid out, Ku Luoluo is really a lion.

Without blinking his eyes, the big man happily took out enough kimonos and put them on the counter, picked up the music box and the broken crossbow with care, turned and left.

When he was going out, Fei Tan just came in, the two passed each other sideways at the narrow wooden door, the moment Fei Tan's slanting golden eyes met the big man's condescending squinted eyes, the atmosphere froze for a moment, I Almost felt the murderous aura imminent.

The eyes of the two parted in a flash, the big guy went out, and Fei Tan came towards us dragging a blood-stained cloth bag.He took out a slender sword from the cloth pocket, threw the cloth pocket on the ground mercilessly, picked up a rag from the counter and wiped the bloody sword in his hand.

Although his clothes were a bit dirty compared to when he went out, with a few tears, but there was no blood stains, but as soon as I got closer, I could smell a strong smell of blood on his body.

It appears to have killed again.

The rubbish mountain near the eighth district is the most competitive place for "gold rush". It is not difficult to find valuable rubbish, but the difficulty is how to keep your loot from the swarming looters, or to put it more tragically, Save your life.

When Kuroro and Feitan went out for the first time, they brought back nothing except their injuries.When the two of them stumbled into the door, I, who stayed behind to watch the store, almost screamed out of fright—they were completely two blood men.Kuroro's back was slashed, from his left shoulder to his right waist, and the bones could almost be seen; Feitan had a penetrating wound on his left chest, and if he moved a little higher, his heart would be pierced.Not to mention other large and small flesh injuries, the two of us lay side by side on the bed for three days, and the words of "heal quickly" made my voice hoarse.

Since then, I have completely stopped going outside to join in the excitement, and stayed honestly to watch the store.Kuroro and Feitan seem to be addicted to it, and they can't wait to go out three times a day.In the beginning, I still went for one day, and then I had to come back empty-handed for two days to recover from my injuries. Later, I gradually got trophies, and there were fewer and fewer times when I was injured.It's not that they are invincible in the "gold rush" circle, but it is certain that their skills have greatly improved, and the momentum they bring out is getting stronger every day.

Recently, Kuroro found a new pursuit, and changed to drill inside the eighth district all day long, but Feitan still ran out every day, sometimes injured and sometimes okay, but he always had a bloody smell that couldn't be washed away. .Kuroro said that he never picks up trash every time he goes out, but just looks for a suitable opponent to fight. He looks like desperate when he moves, and he never leaves a living when he strikes. He is simply addicted to killing.Fortunately, he also knows how to retrieve the trophies of the people he killed every time.

"I have gained a lot today. The opponent is difficult?" Kuroro came out from behind the counter, picked up the burlap bag with a strong rust smell, turned it over and shook it on the ground, "crash clatter—" a pile of tatters was dumped On the concrete floor, there are deflated cans, glass bottles with only the bottom left, dirty but painted building blocks, and a rare and complete sailboat model on the top.

"This model is not bad." I caught sight of the sailboat model with bright colors and fine workmanship. It was a little heavier than expected in my hand, but it was glued very firmly, and it was complete from the mast to the hull. "It can be a new town store treasure." I said happily.

"The previous owner of this thing was quite strong. The man who used the mind blade tried to snatch my sword on the way back, but I cut off his head." Fei Tan wiped his sword carefully while using his hoarse voice. Said lazily.

His sword was indeed often coveted by others, and Fei Tan killed people for it not once or twice.This sword is still one time when he and Kuroro besieged a strong telekinetic ability user, he picked up a steel stick and thought it was very convenient. When he came back, he asked me to use Yanling to get this slender and sharp Western sword , From then on, I carry it with me every time I go out, it is very precious.

He wiped off the blood on the sword, swung it casually a few times, admired the bright silver sword, narrowed his eyes and said in aftertaste: "The mind blade sent by that guy is tricky enough, if I'm not fast enough, I'll replace it with you!" He chopped off his head. That guy had a box on him, and I saw this model in the box, so I threw the box away and got the model back.”

As he spoke, he came over to me and put the sword on the counter.I'm stepping on a bench and tiptoeing, trying desperately to get the model to the top shelf.Feitan tapped lightly on the partition of the first shelf, taking advantage of the upward trend, and took over the model I raised above my head in a smooth manner, and placed it in the empty space where the music box was placed before.

"Ah! Feitan! Your hair!" Looking at it from my angle, I could just find that a large piece of the already long hair on the back of Feitan's head had been cut off, leaving only a short hair. hair roots.

"It was cut by the mind blade. If you can attack at this angle...can you release seven? Eight?" Kuroro walked up to me, looked at Feitan's broken hair, and analyzed while covering his mouth.

His habitual action every time he thinks is to cover his mouth. I can't help but think, how dirty this is!Especially when he just finished playing with the pile of garbage that Feitan brought back...

"Eight pieces." Fei Tan said.

"It's a very good release system." Kuroro said, showing a regretful expression, as if he regretted that Feitan cut off the guy's head, so that he could not steal such a good release system skill.

"It's more suitable for a sneak attack." Fei Tan recalled and commented, "That guy is not used to fighting alone, he released all the mind blades at once, but I dodged him, with a sword..."

...You guys are really enough.

I silently took out a pair of hair clippers and said, "Fei Tan, do you want to trim your hair first?"

Fei Tan touched the back of his head, and took the scissors indifferently.I was suddenly worried that he had cut off all his hair, what a beautiful blue hair...and it would be very difficult to cut the hair on the back of his head, or it would be like a dog chewing on it, I haven't read it yet The blade is neatly cut.

"Do you want to cut it for you?" I asked.

"No need." Fei Tan said, stood a little away, backhanded three or two times, the blue broken hair fell down one after another, the repaired part exposed was actually quite neat, almost as long as the part that was cut off.

Seeing Fei Tan trimming his hair, I stroked the ragged ends of my hair that hung down to my chest, and I also became interested in cutting it shorter.I took out another pair of hair clippers, and I gestured at the ends of my hair in front of me. Then I turned my head and said to Kuroro decisively, "Kuroro, can you cut it for me? I can't cut it myself."

Kuroro looked at the gleaming hair scissors in my hand, looked at me with raised eyebrows and said, "Are you sure?"

"Sure." Seeing that he didn't object, I quickly stuffed the scissors into his hand, and while pulling him to the backyard, I muttered, "Come on, let's go to the backyard to cut it, the backyard is well lit. Your hands are more accurate than mine, if I cut it myself, it will definitely look like a dog ate it, how ugly..."

When we arrived at the backyard, it was indeed much brighter than the dark shop.I pulled a chair without a back and placed it in the middle of the yard, sat down with my back to Kuroro, and said, "Come on!...Cut it evenly."

"Don't worry." Kuroro said, picking up a strand of hair on the side of my neck and cutting it.The golden hair fell to the ground with a "chacha" sound.

The killing order against me in the thirteenth district has not been cancelled, so I dyed my hair blonde before coming to the eighth district to avoid the too obvious double black logo.Originally, I wanted to dye it dark blue like Feitan, but in order to distinguish it from black, I simply dyed it a bright pale gold.From time to time, I have to touch up the color at the root of the hair on the top of my head. Now the hair that falls to the ground is also golden on the outside, but the part exposed at the break is still black.

"... Kurolo, did you cut it too short? Just reach the shoulders, don't be too short."

"Understood, long-winded."

The sound of the barber scissors opening and closing came from the back of his head, very rhythmic.Today is not very sunny, the sky is gray, and the warm sun shines on the body, which makes the small courtyard in the afternoon look extraordinarily comfortable.

"Kurolo, do you want to cut it later? The hair in the front is piercing your eyes."

"I cut it myself."

"Let me come, it's fun."

"I don't want it. You cut it like a dog."

"Cut it, cut it, I will be careful not to cut it for you."

"..."

"Krollo!"

"...you cut the back, I'll cut the front myself."

"That's settled!"

Fei Tan came out of the shop, walked past us and entered the back room. When he came out, he held a fresh apple in his hand and gnawed it, making a "click, click, click" sound.

He jumped easily and sat on the high courtyard wall, directly opposite to me.While chewing apples and watching us cut our hair, he mumbled, "You guys are... so lucky."

With his back to the light, his short-cut blue hair is infinitely close to black, with the tips of his hair curled up randomly, like a fluffy hedgehog.

"Lydia! That's too much cut!"

"Ah, it's better to cut it shorter!"

"...Can you cut it?"

"Yes, yes, yes!"

"...I'll come."

"Don't!...Don't move! It will be fine soon!...Hey, don't move! Be careful!"

"..."

"Kulolo, don't move! It will be fine soon! I promise! Guaranteed!"

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Hahaha, the previous chapter has been completed, and this chapter has been revised twice... As an obsessive-compulsive disorder, I have to restrain myself, don't go back and edit the text all the time!