I Have Been In the Demon Slayer Division For 30 Years Chapter 44

　　 The merchant chief, holding two silver ingots, walked over to thank him.

　　 "Master Lieutenant, under Wu Sanpeng, there is no retribution for life-saving, only money to express gratitude."

　　 "No polite, is there any wine?"

　　 Yan Chixiao waved his hand: "There is meat and no wine along the way, and a bird is fading out of his mouth."

　　 "There are some."

　　 Wu Sanpeng looked happy, and a group of people desperately ran to make a profit of more than ten taels of goods. Naturally, it would be much better to save.

　　 Yan Chixiao gulped and drank it, taking a long sigh of relief.

　　 "Comfortable, this wine is full of yang, it's a good thing."

　　 "There are more."

　　 Wu Sanpeng took out all the bamboo tubes. There were bags of black dog's blood, black donkey hoofs, ink pen lines, messy talisman seals...

　　 Zhouyi noticed that Du Simo was silent, his face was full of sadness and confusion.

　　 "Master Du, what's wrong?"

　　 "Brother Zhou, after studying for ten years, he still needs someone to protect him. If he encounters a monster, he can only kill him."

　　 Du Si was confused and said: "When my father wanted me to learn martial arts, did he choose the wrong one?"

　　 Zhouyi advised: "There is never right or wrong in studying literary martial arts. The great Confucianism of Jixia Academy is comparable to the Buddhist and Taoist teachers, and the demons and ghosts are wiped out."

　　 Confucianism, Taoism, Legalism and other scholars' specific cultivation methods, Zhou Yi didn't know much about it. The fighting scenes he had seen in the memory of demons were too illusory.

　　 Confucian, Taoist and Legalist monks below the third rank have some mysterious methods.

When the 　　 state reached the upper three ranks, there was an immediate qualitative change. Confucianism was abruptly upright, Legalists spoke out of the law, and the paintings in the miscellaneous family were even more mysterious.

　　 Zhouyi once consulted Zhang Cheng, but he didn't know much about it. He only said that the philosophers of a hundred schools of thought cultivated the mind. He cultivated the mind for ten years, twenty years, and thirty years, and he had an epiphany and condensed the yin god.

　　 Zhuzi Baijia is not called Lian Shen, but Li Ming.

　　 Du Si shook his head again and again: "Students are dull, don't dare to think of big scholars."

　　 "Who in the world is dull or smart? It's mostly the reason for laziness and not diligence."

　　 Zhouyi said: "King is good at diligence and playfulness, and action is accomplished by thinking and ruined."

　　 Du Si looked excited when he heard the words and bowed deeply to Zhou Yi.

　　 "Mr. Xie Zhou pointed out, student Morihito will remember it in his heart."

　　 "Morijin...is your word?"

　　 "Yes, sir, is there any problem?"

　　 "If you come across a word of Bo'an in the future, you must beat him severely for me. Don't be merciful."

　　 Zhouyi emphasized: "It's not enough to be killed, just half disabled."

　　 Du Si has never beaten anyone, but in ancient times, he became a teacher, and now he has 14 times the affection of mentoring and apprenticeship. Wouldn't he have become a hypocritical villain when he refused?

　　 "Student remembers, he must be hit with flowers all over his face."

"Ha ha!"

　　 Zhou Yi thought of the scene and couldn't help but laugh. He must hide in the corner and see with his own eyes.

The arrival of 　　 Yan Chixiao made everyone feel at ease, and the coldness lingering in the temple disappeared.

　　 Wu Sanpeng asked, "Master Xiaowei, are you going to Hengyang to catch ghosts?"

　　 Yan Chixiao nodded: "A certain family heard about ghosts in Hengyang, so they just had time, so I went to have a look."

　　 "In this world, I really saw a ghost."

　　 Wu Sanpeng sighed, Yan Chixiao had just saved everyone's lives, so he said a lot: "We have been to Hengyang a few days ago, and I heard that there was more than one ghost, and it was very miserable."

　　A trader named Shuanzi spoke: "Fortunately, there are adults from the Demon Slayer Division. Every time a ghost commits a murder, they can't escape. They are suppressed and taken away on the spot..."

"Um?"

　　 Zhou Yi raised his brows and asked: "Suppressed on the spot?"

　　 "Many people in Hengyang can see clearly that there are rumors that there are still fairy masters, how can ghosts run away."

　　 Shuanzi affirmed: "The county guard is a really good official. The people call him Qingtian Catch the Ghost. They have already written that the Wanmin Umbrella has been sent to the capital."

　　 "The branch of the Demon Slayer Division of the County has a magic weapon for large-scale sensing of monsters, but it is quite expensive to drive, and it is only used for tracking on weekdays, and it is detected once a month at most."

　　 Yan Chixiao explained: "If the county guard is willing to turn on every moment, the ghosts of Hengyang City will naturally have nowhere to escape."

"I see."

　　 Zhou Yi heard the words, if the key positions of the magical artifacts were miniaturized and convenient, it might be possible for ordinary people to avoid the evil of evil spirits.

　　 The three people chatted around the bonfire, Yan Chixiao killed the demon and the Red Demon, Wu Sanpeng went north and south, and Zhou Yi was very knowledgeable.

　　 Common people court, Kyoto countryside, northern and southern prefectures, the more they talk, the more speculation.

　　 The world's knowledge is the most difficult to deal with in the night ship. The story of the world, but the most interesting encounter between the north and the south.

　　 Barren Mountain Yeyu meets three or two passers-by, sitting on the ground and talking about the sky, and afterwards they are scattered north and south, leaving only the aftertaste, which is really a great joy in life.

　　 The mountain rain had fallen for nearly half an hour, and finally slowly stopped.

　　The merchants rested well, and packed their bags one after another, and no longer wanted to stay in the temple where the monsters were troubled.

　　 There are official roads in the Snake Pan Mountain, and there are no cliffs. It is not dangerous to drive at night with a torch.

　　 "Master Yan, Master Zhou, we went south with Du Gongzi."

　　 Wu Sanpeng said goodbye: "If we meet again in the future, I will definitely find a pub to have a drink."

　　 Zhouyi said with a smile: "It must be the old restaurant in the alley. The wine in the Chunfeng Tower in Kyoto is really dull. I don't drink much, but it must be mixed with water."

"sure!"

　　The merchants laughed, and I always felt that the words of Lord Zhou made people laugh and irritate.

　　 "Sir, when the student arrives in the capital, he will go to the Demon Slayer to visit you."

　　 Du Si said goodbye, followed in the business team, and walked out of the mountain.

　　 "Lieutenant Yan, let's set off too, get to Hengyang as soon as possible, maybe one less family will be killed."

　　 Zhouyi stepped on the bay red horse, gave a whistle, and ran to the north.

　　 "Good riding skills!"

　　 The Yan Chixiao mount is like a horse but not a horse, with black scales on its neck and four hooves, standing in place three or four feet higher than a bay red horse.

　　Rao is so, Yan Chixiao stepped up, like a macho riding a little sheep.

　　 Chi Li Li!

　　 The scaly horse sprints like the wind, and when it encounters a boulder, it doesn't turn around, but jumps over.

　　 If the red horse is not blessed by mana, it will be far behind the scale horse in a moment.

　　Horizontal horse for more than ten miles.

　　 Zhou Yi suddenly stopped, clutching his stomach and frowning.

　　 "Lieutenant Yan, it was raining just now and it was cold. Wait a moment for me~www.mtlnovel.com~ I got off my horse and got into the bushes, squatting under the trees to solve the problem.

　　 Yan Chixiao smelled a strong smell, his black face changed color slightly, and he couldn't help shaking the horse away.

　　 In the bushes, only one mana incarnation was left squatting, and Zhou Yi had already turned into a escape to the mountain temple.

　　 More than ten miles of mountain road, the straight line is only three to five miles away, and it will arrive in no time.

　　 Zhouyi looked down from a high altitude, the original dilapidated mountain temple has turned into a magnificent palace, exactly like Huangpizi's illusion.

　　 Around the palace, there are dozens of wolves, tigers and leopards lying down, all of them sturdy and surpassing the same kind, surrounded by red eyes and red eyes.

　　 A solemn voice came from the hall: "Dare to kill the maid of the god, and capture the group of people back alive, and the **** will personally deal with it!"

Roar--

　　 The fierce beast in the mountain uttered a roar in response, got up and rushed to the south.

　　 Swords of light fell from the sky, shining like a falling star.

　　 The group of beasts did not even have time to scream, and silently broke into two pieces, the front part of the body was still running wildly, and the back of the body had fallen to the ground.

"Who!"

　　 There was a roar from the hall.

　　 Zhou Yi went down and stood at the gate of the palace.

　　 I saw a golden statue in the middle of the temple, with handsome men and women standing on the left and right, but one woman on the right was missing.

　　 "I said that Huangpi Zijing's strength is low, how to use subtle illusions, as expected, someone is behind the scenes."

"It's you!"

　　 The face of the **** statue changed, the golden light scattered around, and no trace of Yan Chixiao was found.

　　 "No need to look for it, just me."

　　 Zhouyi held the Ziying Sword, pointed at the idol and asked.

　　 "Since he is a human being, he must be a virtuous and virtuous **** in his lifetime. Why do you fall for oneself and be in the company of demons?"

Chapter end