I Have Been In the Demon Slayer Division For 30 Years Chapter 17

　　 The bookkeeping monk Lao Zhang's name is Zhang Cheng.

　　 rosacea, drunk, the official wrinkled clothes for an unknown period of time.

　　 From appearance, the age is at least 70 and upwards.

　　 If Zhang Cheng was just an ordinary person, he would definitely have a long life in Dagan.

　　 High-ranking people of the third rank, whether they are the Xuanmen Zhengzong or the other side, are more or less involved in the cultivation of gods.

　　 The ethereal spirit turns into a tangible yin god. At first, he can only swim at night, and then he can travel by day. Legend has it that the spirit of the first-grade realm is no different from ordinary people.

　　 The flesh nourishes the soul, and the soul feeds back to the flesh, and the life span is at least three to five hundred years.

　　The length of longevity is different from the method of practice. Generally speaking, the average life span of Shinto is the longest, and the martial art is the shortest.

　　The martial art is a side sect. It emphasizes physique and light soul, and has a low threshold for easy learning. However, the upper third stage realm only extends to three to five hundred years.

　　The monk of the magic road belongs to another kind of short-lived.

　　 In a world full of demons and ghosts, if you want to survive without dying, there are many ways to do it, but it's not that the martial arts powerhouse can't be turned into ghost cultivation.

　　 Zhang Cheng gave Zhou Yi the feeling that his magical breath is close, and it is highly probable that he is authentic.

　　 Daomen exercises are the most self-cultivating, and the eternal youth of the top three is not a problem, but Zhang Cheng's figure is trembling, as if he would stretch his legs and stare at any time.

　　 Zhouyi guessed that it was either deliberately concealing it, or it was the end of his life after several hundred years of life.

　　 "Our property department doesn't have so many rules. The task of the staff is to record the demon materials that are put into the warehouse every day."

　　Zhang Cheng leads the way and introduces from time to time, fur department, claw dentistry, ear and eye department, foreign body department...

　　 There are one or two clerks in each subject, and most of them are immersed in writing. They will greet Zhang Cheng when they see Zhang Cheng. Obviously they are the old qualifications of the Ministry of Materials.

　　 "Our place is relatively remote. It is a department of the five internal organs, which records the five internal organs of the monster race in different categories."

　　 Zhouyi almost thought that he had come to an underground black hospital. Fortunately, the monster clan materials were stored and sealed in specially designated boxes, so the blood and peculiar smell would not diffuse, otherwise it would become an underground slaughterhouse.

　　The majority of the goods department is the warehouse staff and the sub staff. The former is responsible for storage and custody, and the latter is responsible for fine processing.

　　The number of people is less than half of the torture room, but everyone is not weak, at least in the third-grade Qi refining realm.

　　 Zhouyi learned in the memory of the demon that the third grade is a master in the local area, enough to make a county famous, but in Wubu can only be an errandman.

　　 Zhang Cheng led Zhou Yi to recognize the door, and then told a few things about the taboo locations and rules, and finally returned to the Department of Five Internal Organs.

　　 There is a large single room, which is full of various books, many of which are covered with thick dust.

　　 Zhang Cheng handed Zhou Yi a stack of brochures: “Now I'm working. This is yesterday's account sent by the staff. You must copy it in different categories for future inquiries.”

　　 "The classification method is very simple, follow the order of the first word of the name on the catalog of the Ten Thousand Monsters, and then record it in the five internal organs booklet..."

　　 Zhang Cheng explained it again, and Zhou Yi immediately understood what was going on. He probably recorded the monster materials stored every day in a dictionary.

　　 If there is a need for alchemy or cooking or frying, you can quickly check the storage location of the warehouse according to the location, storage time, and the name of the monster clan.

　　 This is a very boring and time-consuming job.

　　 Zhou Yi was puzzled: "Master Zhang, why didn't I see the place to stay and eat?"

　　 "We are the officials of the Department of Demon Slashing, and we are on the roster of officials, so how come there is a set of imprisonment in the torture room."

　　 Zhang Cheng said: "You can go to the Demon Slayer's Canteen for dinner, but there is no way to stay. It is not easy to live in Kyoto. With your salary, it will take at least 50 years to buy a small courtyard."

The salary of 　　 bookkeepers is a consistent monthly payment, which is already a high salary in the eyes of ordinary people.

　　 "Are you going to sleep in a private shed ten years later?"

　　Anmin shed is a grass shed built by the court, which is free for the refugees to live in, so as not to run around and be uncontrollable.

　　 At first, Zhou Yi slept in the Anmin shed, recruited people in the demon-killing and punishment room, and signed a contract of sale through several tests.

　　 Zhang Cheng said: "You can also go to the torture dormitory, anyway, you are used to living."

　　 Zhou Yi gave a wry smile: "Master Zhang said and laughed, I would rather go to the ground to sleep on the street and see the moon and stars."

　　 Zhang Cheng chuckled, and said in a low voice: "I'm joking with your kid. I borrowed your money for a month. Then you'll know the benefits of our department."

　　 Zhou Yi was puzzled, Zhang Cheng refused to give him a chance to inquire, took a few mouthfuls of the wine gourd, and found a comfortable position to lie on the ground.

　　 "Lao Zhang, I am a little tired, you are young and strong, work quickly, the master will punish you if you copy it slowly."

"OK."

　　 Zhouyi did not rush to write, first sort out the stack of books, check the contents of Zhang Cheng's previous records, and compare the daily record format.

　　 Zhang Cheng's handwriting is excellent, his strokes are smooth and flowing, and the fonts are elegant and stretched. It must take a long time to learn.

　　 There is only one problem. It is about rushing to work in the second half of the day, so he changes from cursive script to cursive script, and finally becomes a doctor.

　　 The whole page of the whole page ~~~~~~~ symbol.

　　 "It's no wonder that the master book has instructed several times not to learn to drink."

　　 Zhouyi could do it long ago without forgetting it, and soon I knew what to do.

　　文吏 is to transcribe and organize text catalogs, not to study mathematics.

　　Hu—

　　Hu—

　　 Zhang Cheng's snoring came from the five internal organs department, and he could sleep soundly in the gloomy underground, and he deserved to be a top three.

　　 Time passed bit by bit.

　　 After sorting and sorting out the 785 materials of the Five Zang Family Monster Race yesterday, the Book of Changes began to browse through the previous books.

　　 These books are the original records sent by the staff. The books compiled by the staff will be handed in and stored and kept by the warehouse staff according to the entry records.

　　 "The soul eater, penetrates into the human brain, devours the soul, and controls the flesh, just like a living person, it can not show a trace for decades."

　　 "There are real dragons lurking in the Dagan. Most of the blood dragons in the territory are traced to the roots of an ancestor, one dragon multiplies and one clan, amazing!"

　　 "The Demon King of Heifeng Mountain turned out to be half a demon. The son of the Demon King died in the hands of the Demon Slayer. UU reading www.uukanshu.com. He checked the bloodline attributes and found out..."

　　 These pamphlets record the longest events one or two hundred years ago. The demons who died in the Demon Slayer Division are really countless, and they still haven't filled the demon refining cave.

　　Many of these strange monster races made Zhou Yi an eye-opener, and when they saw it in the future, they also had a way to deal with it.

　　 "So comfortable..."

　　 Zhang Cheng slowly opened his eyes and stretched.

　　 Zhou Yi pretended not to know that he was pretending to be asleep, and handed over the organized book.

　　 "Master Zhang, you are awake. This is the booklet recorded today. What's wrong with you?"

　　 "Huh? It's finished copying? Let me see."

　　 Zhang Cheng flipped through it and randomly selected a few items for comparison. There was no problem. He praised: "It's not bad, you will be responsible for copying in the future, and I will proofread it."

"OK."

　　 Zhouyi didn't care about this. If it wasn't for controlling the writing speed, Zhang Cheng, who was afraid of pretending to be asleep, discovered that he could directly control the pen and paper with mana, and he would be able to complete it in a moment.

　　 "You write this word well, and who learned it from?"

　　"It is to imitate Master Zhang's handwriting. It has to resemble the shape, but not to resemble the spirit. I will ask the adults for advice in the future."

　　 In the archives of the Department of Slashing the Demon, Zhouyi has the art of solving demon by Ding Ding. His wrist is extremely flexible. Imitating the handwriting is still overkill.

　　 "Very good, I am optimistic about you!"

　　 Today, the transcription task was completed ahead of schedule, and Zhang Cheng took the Zhouyi and handed it over to the official Wang Cang.

　　 "You can save money in Liangguan, enough to reach the end of the month, remember to pay me back next month."

　　 Zhang Cheng hummed an unknown tune, shaking his head, and walking along the tunnel to the underground hole.

　　 Zhou Yi followed, dark and complicated looking at the sunset at the exit, strange and familiar.

　　 "Ten years, it's finally out!"

Chapter end