I Have Been In the Demon Slayer Division For 30 Years Chapter 31

　　 The next morning.

　　 Zhouyi was walking down the street, and someone was already talking about it.

　　 Ordinary people can't sense the demon energy that can reach the sky and the earth, the dragon sirens and the thundering fox tail are visible to the naked eye.

　　 There is nothing new in the capital. For many middle-class people who are full-time, the greatest pleasure is gossip.

　　 Zhouyi sneered at this. He heard someone spreading gossip about the mystery of the gods, saying that the demon suppressed by the palace was born.

　　 As soon as I entered the object department, I felt a depressive aura. The colleagues who used to smile easily, all of them were on duty. Li Xun, who has always had a hippy smile, is not serious at this time.

　　 Zhouyi came to the Department of Five Internal Organs and found that Zhang Cheng was copying books.

　　 In the past year, Zhang Cheng rarely writes.

　　 The depressive breath of the Motobu came from Zhang Cheng, and frost was almost condensed on the old face.

　　 At the third stage of refining the **** realm, the unconscious aura exuding can already affect the changes in the outside world.

　　 "Brother Zhang, early."

"Um-"

　　 Zhang Cheng's humming sound.

　　 Zhou Yi touched his gray nose and began to concentrate on copying the books.

　　 Two people were on duty. They finished the day's work before noon. Zhang Cheng sat in a chair and meditated, and Zhou Yi copied the scriptures.

　　 "Brother Zhang, did you hear what happened last night?"

　　 Zhou Yi endured it for a long time, but still opened his mouth to ask.

　　 This is definitely not gossip, I'm really just curious about Zhang Cheng's views on this matter.

　　 "The sound is so loud, who can't hear it?"

　　 Zhang Cheng yin and yang said strangely: "People have been bullied to the door, and they are watching the jokes one by one. Sooner or later they will become a joke!"

　　 Zhouyi didn't know who Zhang Cheng was satirizing. It was nothing more than a hundred officials of the imperial court, a master of Buddhism and Taoism, and the land of the city god.

　　 Although the strength of the nine-tailed fox is strong, if you really want to say that it is rampant in Luojing, it is estimated that only the Qingqiu fox fairy is qualified.

　　 Zhang Cheng cursed a few words, feeling much better, and began to mutter to himself again.

　　 "This Kyoto can't stay any longer, there are no good people..."

　　 "Lao Zhang couldn't bear the little lady of Chunfeng Tower..."

　　 "Wuzhou has many thin waists, but it is a pity that Longchuan has a stone in the pit..."

　　 Older people always like to talk to themselves.

　　 In Zhouyi, Zhang Cheng was an old widow and lonely old man. He had never heard of his family, and he always regarded Chunfenglou as his family.

　　 "...asked: What is life? Answered: The principle of husband's life is a synonym for yin and yang spirit..."

　　 listens to both ears, and concentrates on transcribing the Taoist scriptures.

　　 The treasure of Kyoto, Zhou Yi is absolutely hard to give up.

　　 In recent days, the understanding of the scriptures has become more and more profound, and I have gained a lot of insights into the Taoist life and the way of cultivation.

　　 Refining qi is the power of life, and refining of the gods is the power of sex, and one side of the two can prove immortal gods.

　　 This is what the Taoist scriptures said, Zhou Yi, with a skeptical attitude, believed it for the time being.

　　 Letters, but not all letters.

　　 Zhouyi got off the value, all the way back to Tongfu Inn.

　　 On one side of Tongfu Inn, there is a new sign: Lao Zhou's secret fried chicken.

　　 Lao Zhou, as the founder of Fried Chicken, has been full of diners and noisy in recent days.

　　 Today, it was extremely deserted. Zhou Yi walked through the door and discovered that there were only seven or eight young people in costumes surrounding a little girl.

　　 The little girl was born cute, with delicate features, crooked eyebrows, and crochet braids. She must have become a national girl when she put it on a certain sound in her previous life.

　　 "Why is she here."

　　 Zhou Yi frowned, returned to normal, walked behind the counter to observe in secret.

　　The girl is the nine-tailed fox, Hu Jiuying.

　　 "Grandma, am I right? This fried chicken is very tender."

The young man headed by 　　, with a blue nose and swollen face, and a lame right leg, boasted: "The fried chicken in the capital originated from here. What Dashunzhai Taibailou is to pick up people's teeth!"

　　 "Hmm, yes, don't poke the needle!"

　　 On the table occupied by Hu Jiuying alone, there are more than a dozen large plates, some of which are free and full, full of fried chicken of various flavors.

　　The young people in Chinese clothes stood by and waited on them carefully, as long as they winked, they passed them immediately.

　　 "Grandma Auntie is really a fairy descending from the sky, the only one in the sky, and the only one on the ground... The moon is closed and the flowers are ashamed, and the fishes and wild geese are falling..."

　　 leads the young man to search for intestines and slap his belly, but unfortunately he doesn't read much on weekdays, so he just said a few words and got poor words.

　　 Seeing Hu Jiuying happily eating, he thought of a new trick.

　　 "The shopkeeper, come over here!"

　　 Zhouyi held the Taoist scriptures in his hand, and said without raising his head: "What is the order of the guest officer?"

　　 "Huh? I'm still a scholar, so it's no wonder you are so dragged!"

　　 The young man limped to the counter, knocked on the table and said, "Do you know who I am?"

"do not know."

　　 Zhouyi's eyes flashed with aura, and he subconsciously performed spiritual vision.

　　The Monster Slayer has been staying for a long time, and I have seen Zhang Cheng a lot. I always feel that Kyoto Hidden Dragon and Crouching Tiger, the beggar squatting at the door and chewing on chicken bones may be a high-ranking third-class expert.

　　 Ordinary people with uncondensed blood and mottled breath.

　　 Zhouyi let go of his heart, it seems that he is just an ordinary boy, and then he watched it with the technique of Wang Qi.

　　The golden scent of Kyoto is generally slack, mixed with brown-gray and decadent breath, and the master's way is falling.

　　 There is a chaotic mist above the young man's head, and there is a vague aura inside, making it difficult to see clearly with the look-qi technique.

　　 "Interesting and interesting, it turned out to be a magic weapon to hide the secret!"

　　 Zhouyi came with interest, mana poured into his eyes, golden light flashed, and he saw through the chaotic fog.

　　 A black snake python was coiled on top of the young man's head. The eagle looked at the wolf and seemed to sense Zhou Yi's prying eyes. He flicked the snake's tail uncomfortably and made a hissing noise.

　　The person who has the qi to become the snake python will be embarrassed when he is governing the world, and he will be brave and fierce in troubled times.

　　 Seeing Zhou Yi, the young man was stunned and said loudly: "I am the son of General Dragoon, Xu Ye, have you heard of it?"

　　 "Xu Ye? Of course I have heard of it."

　　 Zhou Yi's eyes were deep and a strange smile appeared.

　　 "Haha, Ye's name is really extraordinary."

　　 "Of course, Brother Ye is one of Luo Jing's four major evils!"

　　 "What are the four major scourges, it is obviously that Brother Ye alone is responsible for the scourge, and the other three are at most a pest."

　　 "That's no better than grandma aunt, brother Ye is still waiting? Grandma aunt, don't do it yourself, let the younger one come!"

　　 Several other young people in Chinese clothes couldn't help but laugh.

　　 Not only is Xu Ye not angry, but on the contrary, he is proud of his face.

　　 "Do you know that Xiaoye is great?"

　　 "Well, what's the matter with Mr. Xu?"

　　 Zhouyi obtained Wang Qi technique for more than ten years. He has observed many people and it is the first time to see Qi Luck Condensation Form.

　　Qi Luck has existed since ancient times, and it can be roughly divided into Qi and Destiny.

　　The number of qi is determined by the sky, and the destiny is determined by oneself, and the two influence each other.

　　Qi Luck is not a destiny, it changes at any time.

　　 Even some madmen who disrespect the world of ghosts and gods believe in the existence of luck, and sighed that "the world and the earth are all in the same force in time, and the heroes are not free to be transported."

　　 Everyone's qi luck is strong or weak. The starting point is determined by nature, and the growth and decline are affected by the acquired.

　　 Among them, there are people with different natural fortunes, and when a certain aspect of the fortune is extremely strong, it will turn the emptiness into the real, and gather the qi to condense the form.

　　 Qi becomes a snake python, which is one of them.

　　 Xu Ye didn't know that Zhou Yi could see him through, and said arrogantly: "The cook said that the secret recipe for fried chicken was created by you, and you obediently offer it to your grandmother. Your shopkeeper will cover it."

　　 "You tell me how to mix with her, and the secret recipe will be taught to you."

　　 When Zhouyi spoke, Xu Ye, who had no cultivation skills, secretly used the magic spell, and Xu Ye was immediately caught.

　　 Xu Ye's eyes were misty, and he couldn't help but said: "Auntie, she gave birth to such a beautiful child, my eyes are greedy..."

　　 "Xiao Yezi, change to the next one, the fried chicken here has a strange smell of bull nose!"

　　 Hu Jiuying's voice was crisp and immediately awakened Xu Ye from the daze, and then left the inn surrounded by a group of dudes.

　　 Xu Ye didn't know what was going on. Hu Jiuying liked everything, so he hurried to catch up.

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