Urban Demon Slayer

After taking in Mr. Honglou, Wang Qianchen did not let him return to his human form, but directly put it into his back and placed it side by side with the bricks.

"Hello!" Mr. Honglou greeted shyly in the dark hem of Wang Qianchen's shirt.

"Haha, you're welcome. We don't know each other anymore. From now on, just call me 'Brother Brick'. I'll call you Xiaohonglou! From now on, I will let you go east, but you can't go west. I will let you chase the dog." , you can't chase away the chicken...do you understand?" Ban Zhuan said proudly.

"...Then should I listen to you or the master?" Mr. Honglou looked confused, although he had no face at all now.

"Of course you listen to the master! But when the master doesn't give you orders, you have to listen to me, or I'll beat you to death!" Banzhuan cursed.

"...Okay, I understand!" Mr. Honglou was not convinced. He thought to himself that the last time we fought, you were still defeated by me. Why are you pretending to be a big brother in front of me? But due to Ban Zhuan spending more time with Wang Qianchen, Red Mansion

The husband had no choice but to swallow his breath and shouted "Brother Brick" one after another.

"You're so obedient, come and tell me Duan Pingshu!"

"Brother Brick, which part do you want to listen to?"

"Ximen Qing teased Pan Jinlian!"

"Okay, let's say that in Qinghe County, Shandong Province, there is such a high-ranking official from Ximen. His most famous magic weapon is Pan Donkey and Deng Xiaoxian..."

…

After getting down to business, Luzhou City's demon-slaying team finally started its own celebration banquet.

This morning, everyone rose to a small level together. Although the process was a bit weird and I still don’t understand what happened, but in Zhou Weiguo’s words, it is a good thing as long as you can level up, no matter how he leveled up?

This matter has been reported to the superiors, so there was no pressure on everyone. We ate hot pot at Zhezhe's car wash shop. All kinds of beef and mutton were put into the pot, and then stirred with sesame sauce. The fragrance was so delicious that it made people drool.

"Come on, congratulations on us rising to a small level together. We also welcome Wang Qianchen to join us. I hope he will be a great success in the future."

Keep up the good work in the days ahead, strive to pass the assessment of the ‘Demon Slayer Initial Training Camp’, and officially become one of us! "Li Qianqiu brought a glass of liquor, talked about the present and looked forward to the future.

"cheers!"

"Drink!"

Wang Qianchen and others also raised their glasses one after another. The dense mist floated in the small room, reflecting the happy smiling faces of everyone.

In the back room, Zhao Zhe's photo frame was placed on the bedside table. In the photo, he had a smile in his eyes, as if he had also seen this scene.

That night, everyone drank a lot and went to bed early.

But the next morning, everyone got up at six o'clock and sat on the sofa together.

Li Qianqiu was holding a black notebook and was making arrangements for today's work as usual. Everyone was listening carefully when the demon-suppressing bells in his waist suddenly rang together!

Several people were taken aback and drew out their demon-slaying knives, preparing to face the unknown enemy.

Only Li Qianqiu remained unmoved.

"I'm sorry, it's me..." Mr. Honglou's voice came from Wang Qianchen's shirt.

Came from the lower back: "I can use the fragrance of books to cover up the demonic aura, but this thing also requires a lot of effort. I have to rest for a few minutes every twelve hours..."

"A few minutes, it's okay." Li Qianqiu waved his hand. He had been with Mr. Honglou for several days and already knew the secret.

Five minutes later, everyone's demon-suppressing bells no longer trembled.

After the usual morning meeting and breakfast, several people went their separate ways and headed to their respective areas of responsibility.

…

In a grand courtyard house in Shangjing City, a middle-aged man in a nightgown was sitting in front of a computer, carefully checking the email sent by Li Qianqiu last night.

He has long eyebrows and tiger eyes, is calm and intimidating, and seems to be born with a strong aura.

He is Song Chongjian, the commander-in-chief of [Demon Slayer], and one of the "Seven Strongest People in Daxia". He is a well-known existence regardless of status, identity, and power.

This kind of email from the demon slayer in a fourth-tier city was not originally intended for him to pass, but because it involved Wang Qianchen, so

He took it very seriously and told his superiors early that emails from Luzhou City must be forwarded to him.

"We all rose to a small realm overnight? It's quite interesting... It seems that Mr. Zhou didn't lie to me!"

Song Chongjian smiled slightly, and then gently typed a few words: Don't worry about small things.

Then click Send.

…

In Tunliu County, there is an open space in front of a two-story building among hundreds of acres of greenhouses in the suburbs.

Mr. Huang, who was dressed in Taoist robes, was sitting here, looking at several weasels lying on the ground in front of him.

"Ah Si didn't come back all night. It seems that he was poisoned..." Huang Sanye looked frustrated and sighed softly.

Several weasels gnashed their teeth and screamed "chirp".

"Revenge? Don't be naive, those are demon slayers... Yes, I am very strong. It will not be a problem to deal with them... But demon slayers also have superiors. Once I kill them, I will be attacked by other demon slayers. I just want to practice peacefully!" Huang Sanye shook his head and rejected several weasel suggestions.

(End of chapter)