When Humans Are the Strongest To Reincarnate Into Dogs

Kamakura paper is expensive, but there are a lot of great fortune accounts.

Years, months, calculations, income and expenditure, pen and pen are on the record, the articles are listed, and the handwriting is still clear. They piled up one by one, almost burying the little half-demon.

Seeing the half-demon holding hands together blankly, the merchant exchanged a few glances, his expression instantly changed from panic to old-fashioned.

What are they panicking!

How old is the demon? Is he literate? Will it count? Have the patience to check every big blessing account?

impossible!

Even the best expert who dials ten shows to check the accounts has to start in half a month. What can a mere half-demon do, I am afraid that I have never touched an abacus, right?

The half-demon can now hold the shelf and pretend. Waiting to open the account book, it is not to let the subordinates do things.

At that time, the half-demon said how many words "delivered to a capable person" are all slaps to himself. Oh, when the time is right, they will inevitably ask him if he dare to give up the main position of the merchant and let the capable people come?

They waited for a good show.

Some people even offered Ten Dew Pan: "Master, this is Ten Dew Pan." To explain in detail, lest he doesn't know it, "Since the Asuka period, it was introduced to the Big Island from the Continent. It is also called "Abacus". It’s an object for counting. Since the young master intends to check the accounts, please use it!"

Yuan glanced at him: "I don't need ten dew pans."

The businessman was overjoyed and was about to slap a half-demon in the face with half-demon words. He didn't know that Yuanyi said "not needed" rather than "unusable."

Yuan One: "It's too slow to use ten exposures, so let's mentally calculate it."

Old foxes:...

I think it’s interesting, but I’m still observing in secret:...

With that said, Yuanyi picked up the first big blessing account. Turn one side, then another. He flipped through the ledger like a child's play, and "checked" it down at a speed that ordinary people couldn't match.

He was a genius after all, and learned mathematics from Nippokusa 700 years later. Although I have learned superficially, it is trivial to check accounts payable.

The complicated and long text on the Dafu account seemed to be transformed into Arabic numerals and jumped into his mind. He arranged and reorganized them with strong logical thinking, and then came up with the correct answer in a flash.

Turn the bill with the left hand, dip the long armour of the right hand in ink. Whenever he encounters weird places, he draws them with long armor.

However, the genius’s algorithm is not accepted by mediocre people. Facing Yuanyi’s rapid accounting method, the voice of those who are flustered and short of breath suddenly increased: "Hey, I said you! This is too ridiculous! You are really checking the accounts. Isn't it ruining the big blessing account?"

Yuan threw a ledger in front of him and proceeded to the next one.

His voice was faint: "I didn't destroy it." Seeing a brood of old foxes still stunned, the child frankly made up for eighteen knives, and the knives stuck in his heart. "If you can't settle the accounts, let them have the ability." Come on."

Everyone:...

They shook their hands and picked up the big blessing account, shuddering and flipping it down. Not long after, the sound of the businessman flicking ten exposed pans crackled.

Then, there is no more.

Several old foxes who had finished their hands and feet kicked on their legs, instantly fighting against the world.

"Ah! Lord Xiaodao, please cheer up! Don't pass, you have to make up fifty silver penalties on your account!" The maids of Sixteen Nights grabbed the fainted person and shook frantically.

"Master Zengtian, your account has suffered a lot of losses, please make up." Granny Qianchun said kindly.

The ledger that was enough to bury Yuan Yi gradually became thinner, and as the begging for mercy sounded in the courtyard, Yuan Yi, who had always been the main guardian of mankind, felt a little chilly.

Making things difficult, mean, and prejudiced, he suspected that half of the reason why his mother was seriously ill was dragged down by these guys.

Did they target his mother the same way they did him?

The fate closes the eye, and then opens it again. This time, his golden eyes didn't have the temperature: "I don't need miscellaneous things, and Inuyama will no longer cooperate with those who are losing the trip."

"No, Master, Master Inuyasha! Please..."

Yuan Yi threw down the last big blessing account, and the sun only shifted by a few minutes. Efficient and precise, the courtyard was so quiet for a while that needles dropped, and there was only a begging for mercy.

"Master Inuyasha, I won't...I will definitely..."

Fate One: "Mr. Qianchun, help me see off the guests."

"Yes." Qianchun smiled kindly, but when she turned to face the "guest", she immediately coldened her face. She sent someone to drive away the "guests", and then took a deep breath.

"It should have been done." She sighed.

With just one sentence, Yuanyi knew that they were really sorry for their mother.

Also, a group of people who yelled "It's a shame for a man to not eat food" before he entered the tea room, can they expect them to learn to respect people?

My mother pressed this batch of chopsticks to work before, and wanted to get angry a lot. But why not just be a little bit more, and drive them away like he drives them out?

Yuan One: "Why didn't my mother drive them away?"

"Ji Jun has a kind heart." Qianchun said helplessly. "Women who are mothers always think of children first. Ji Jun thinks of their wives and children and always tells herself to be forbearing."

Fate stays silent.

There are some things that Qianchun is inconvenient to say, but he can think of it. Mothers think of other people's children, how can they not think of him?

The more reason is that the mother wants to let more people recognize him, respect him, and love him through the benefits she gives, right?

It's a pity that the relationship **** by profit has never been reliable.

"Let's go, go see my mother." Yuan stood together, waved the long sleeves of the hunter's clothes, and walked forward with her hands together.

The servants soon dispersed, leaving Yuanyi with the maid and Qianchun. As usual, he turned the corner of the corridor and quickly glanced at the top of Xieshan.

The slight demon spirit dissipated, but the elder brother had been here.

It's just that in Inuyama Castle, it is not convenient for him to greet his brother.

One is that humans are afraid of the big demon, which will cause unnecessary panic, and may even offend the brother; the other is that the brother hates humans, and it is good to be able to pass by here to see if he is good.

Thinking of his brother's chestnut, Yuan Yi's dog ears trembled.

Well, now that the elder brother saw it, he should understand that he is really busy and can no longer follow him...

"Wow," Ming Shoji pushed aside half of the fan.

Yuan Yi sat cross-legged next to Shiliuye, poking out her hand, softly replying enveloped her.

"Has mother been awake?" Yuanyi asked.

In the shadow, the maid said: "Ji Jun woke up for a while and used some water and medicinal porridge. But he didn't take much in, and soon fell asleep again."

Yuan Yi nodded, at least it was much better than the initial sluggishness. In the past six months, Shiliuye has lost a lot of weight. Without the help of Huidao, he might have died in his sleep.

Yuanyi held a finger of Shiliuye and curled up on the side of her couch. The light of reply gradually extinguished, and Yuanyi fell into a deep sleep.

Mental arithmetic never tires him at all, and the breathing method is always replenishing his strength. However, the use of Huidao is really exhausting for a seven-year-old child. After three quarters of treatment, he had to sleep all night.

"Mother, I want to survive."

After the muttering, he fell asleep.

The sun sets to the west, and the bright moon rises. The earth returned to silence, Qianchun held the small mattress inside and gently covered Yuanyi. By the way, she helped Shizuye tuck the quilt.

Straightening up, she looked at the sleeping half-demon mother and son, and finally sighed.

Suddenly, a cold wind blew lightly across the inner room.

Qianchunyuan thought it was because the short book window was not closed, but when he looked back, he was really taken aback. I saw a beautiful young man with white hair and golden eyes standing at the place where she was dancing.

He was dressed in armor, with a velvet tail on his shoulders, the crescent moon on his forehead and the demon pattern on the side of his face were obvious, and his expression was very cold.

Qianchun Haoxuan did not shout, she lived long enough and had enough experience. After a brief panic, she looked at the appearance of the visitor and suddenly turned to her sleeping young master.

Very similar, but different.

She remembered that the young master had followed his elder brother before?

Could it be...

Qianchun held his breath and saluted respectfully: "My lord, neglect to greet you."

Shashengwan put his hands together and said lightly: "Get down."

Unexpectedly, there was a wise man next to the stupid demon, he thought there were only useless **** around him.

As soon as Qianchun listened to the other party's words, he understood that although the visitor was a monster, his identity was definitely not ordinary. To blurt out "retreat" naturally is the accent that nobles have.

Even if it is not suitable for him to enter the rooms of women and children, there is no room for her to criticize.

Can't afford it.

Moreover, if the other party really wanted to be unfavorable to Young Master and Ji Jun, he would have done it a long time ago.

"Yes." Qianchun retreated silently.

Human beings passed by him, but Sasheng Maru didn't come forward.

The noble son didn't enter the women's room. This time he made an exception, just to see what the cub did to hold his human mother's life.

The result was reasonable and unexpected. The cub's mastery and control of the ghost way is as extraordinary as his mental arithmetic.

It didn't humiliate the white dog's blood, and was much better than ordinary monsters. However, it is still "weak".

For the bullies, they were not killed on the spot, but instead let them out of the city. Are they sure that they will not be able to overcome the storm, or are they purely thinking that they will reform themselves and will not retaliate?

Perhaps humans and monsters deal with different ways, but only from a human perspective, and the half-monster approach is too forgiving.

The cub is a cub after all, naive.

After a short while, Sasaomaru left.

He could see that the human woman was hovering on the verge of dying. If the cub can cure her, it may live longer; if it is not cured, the situation will only be two or three years.

The death of human beings has nothing to do with him, just look at the appearance of the cub—

He curled up in a ball next to his biological mother, still holding a finger, really weak.

However, this is something the living must experience, just as he has experienced the death of his biological father.

Soon, the big monster turned into a streamer and disappeared into the sky.

When Yuan woke up the next day, he found a familiar fascination in the room. He smiled, his eyebrows getting warm.

His brother is really a gentle man. Yomo saw him sleeping too well, fearing that he would be taken away by the monster in his sleep, so that he would leave the evil spirit, right?

However, this approach is as always domineering and self-willed—

The elder brother kept telling him to be a monster and to survive in the way of a white dog. But it was his turn, but he broke into the cub's site at will, leaving a scent, telling him clearly, "I've been here."

Didn’t you say that even if the monsters were real brothers, they wouldn’t step into each other’s territory at will?

Yuanyi understands the other side of the Sasaomaru a little bit-double standard.

He was silent, feeling a little disrespectful. He shook his head to put aside his distracting thoughts and plunged into a new day's settlement.

Yuanyi believed that if he took over too much, he would appear to be acting on his behalf, and even caused the Mishima Patriarch to have the illusion that "he wants to replace her". But the facts proved that the Patriarch Mishima had a broad mind, and he did whatever he wanted.

Over time, this tolerance was too much, and the straight ball player Yuanyi chose to ask in person.

However, after he asked what he thought, the Mishima Patriarch was extremely calm: "None of my children have the ability to take over the current Inuyama. If you can, I will choose you."

Fate 1: "I am a half-demon, and I am not named Mishima."

Mishima Patriarch: "After a hundred years, there may be no more Mishima."

She backed away from the left and right, stepped down from the main seat, and gave a big gift to the fate as the city lord.

A pupil earthquake occurred.

"You are an immortal, Inuyasha." Mishima Patriarch said, "And there are too many human variables, even if it is peaceful now, I cannot guarantee that there will be no disaster in a hundred years."

"So, I want to entrust Inuyama to you and ask for a refuge for my children and grandchildren."

"I, Junko Mishima, don't need the Mishima family to maintain their honor and surname forever. I just want my blood to continue and be protected by you and the monsters behind you."

"This is the biggest request of my life, and all I can give you is Inuyama."

The Mishima Patriarch sat on his knees and chuckled softly: "Inuyasha, my father chose me, and I chose you. These will be the two most important choices of the Mishima family and determine the fate of one of my clan."

"I believe in you, Inuyasha."

The child in front of him is a bridge between the demon world and the human world.

The author has something to say: PS: Mishima Patriarch: Thousand-year investment starts with children!

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