I Have Been In the Demon Slayer Division For 30 Years Chapter 47

　　 The lieutenant of Demon Slashing Division entered the back house, saw the silver corpse broken in two on the ground, and immediately stopped.

"who are you?"

The captain headed by 　　 asked sharply.

　　 "Luo Jing, the lieutenant of the evil demon, Yan Chixiao, and Zhou's brother is a book official of the Wu Department."

　　 Yan Chixiao showed up a sign, specifically emphasizing Luo Jing.

　　The third level of the local officials under the capital is also applicable to the Demon Slayer Division. Only the most elite school lieutenants will be transferred to Kyoto.

　　 The bookkeepers of the Ministry of Things are gradeless and classless, more difficult to provoke than the officials in Beijing.

　　 "School Lieutenant Zhu Yao, Ji Gang."

　　 Ji Gang lifted his visor, and said, "Thank you two, let's take care of the rest. Pang Lie, go and arrange a place to entertain the two adults."

　　 "Two adults, please."

　　 Pang Lie is an older captain of Demon Slayer, his strength is in the lower third rank.

　　 Slashing Demon Division Jinsheng system, except for the immortal masters who are "serving" for a short time, they are the lower third rank called slashing, the middle third rank called punish, and the upper third rank called extinction.

　　The most important force is the Demon Slayer Division. The promotion to official positions is much faster than that of the imperial civil servants. However, they do not belong to the same system and are more similar to those who have no real power.

　　 There are also administrative positions such as the general manager and commander, who are responsible for management matters.

　　 Yan Chixiao refused and said: "No, Yan Mou still wants to go to Mihe County, I heard that there is a fish monster over there."

　　 "I took time off to visit relatives in my hometown, and I stayed soon."

　　 Zhou Yi didn't want to get an eye-catching, after all, it was his place.

　　 Ji Gang was obviously relieved when he heard the words, and personally sent the two out of the gate of Cui Mansion, watching to mount the horse.

　　 Zhoujia Village is located in the north of Hengyang County, and Mihe County is in the northwest of Guning County. Zhouyi and Yanchixiao are on the same route temporarily.

　　 Ji Gang saw that as he walked out more than ten feet away, Yan Chixiao turned his head back and asked loudly.

　　 "Master Ji, Yan would like to ask, why did you come so fast?"

　　 "Oh? Master Yan has been in Kyoto for a long time, and he doesn't know the place. In recent years, monsters have become more and more chaotic."

　　 Ji Gang looked resolute: "There have been several ghouls in Hengyang that have harmed people, and the county guard has issued a large number of spirit stones to keep the demon plate running..."

　　 "That's how it is, I have worked hard to discipline the captain."

　　 "All for the people!"

　　 "Farewell."

　　 Yan Chixiao shakes the reins and catches up with Zhou Yi ahead.

　　Until Hengyang's official road diverged, the two of them stopped travelling together.

　　 Zhouyi handed his hand to say goodbye: "Farewell today, I will return to Kyoto in the future and meet again."

"sure!"

　　 Yan Chixiao experienced more parting from life and death, and after handing over, he rode his horse and wanted to go northwest.

　　 Zhouyi suddenly asked: "I'm leaving soon, my younger brother has a doubt. There is obviously a problem with the Hengyang Demon Slayer Division. Why does Big Brother Yan ignore it?"

　　 "As long as it is to lower demons and eliminate demons, why bother to manage so much."

　　 Yan Chixiao did not turn his head back, the figure gradually moved away, and the voice gradually disappeared: "It is rare for people to be confused..."

　　 Zhouyi sighed, and the Zaohong Ma had a heart-to-heart connection and headed northeast.

　　 Zhoujiacun.

　　, also known as Zhoujia Town, is located in the northern mountainous area of ​​Hengyang.

　　 There are four to five hundred households in the village, seven or eight Chengdu is Zhou's surname.

　　 Zhouyi followed the route in his memory, bypassing the three hills, and saw the smoke rising from the distance.

　　 The mountains are like the sea, and the setting sun is like blood.

　　 Zhouyi did not have a more cowardly mind about the nostalgia, the red jujube horse stopped at the entrance of the village.

　　 A few children are playing, chasing back and forth around the tree, making a crisp, sweet laugh.

　　 One of the older ones saw Zhou Yi and took the initiative to ask: "Who are you and where are you from?"

　　 Zhouyi smiled and replied: "My surname is Zhou. I come from Kyoto and live in...beside the old locust tree at the east end of the village."

The little girl with ponytails beside 　　's eyes lit up: "Is it Wushu's house?"

　　 "Yes, I am Zhou Xinfu's second son, Zhou Wenyi."

　　 The full name of Zhouyi is Zhou Wenyi. The Zhou family tree is sorted according to benevolence, righteousness, etiquette, wisdom, letter, kindness, courtesy and thrift. It has been rooted in Zhoujiacun for four or five generations.

　　 "The fifth uncle is at Jiuye's house, and the second sister is coming home today."

　　 The little girl is innocent and innocent, what Zhou Yi said is nothing.

　　 "Jiuye, second sister..."

　　 Zhouyi fell into deep thought. If the memory of his predecessor had not been disordered and broken, when he ran away from home that year, Jiuye was already 70 years old and was the old man and talker in the village.

　　 The second sister is of the same generation as Zhou Yi, and they are of the same age, and they often played together when they were young.

　　 I once heard that my second sister had married her, and she secretly hid her tears in the bed, but now recalls that she sighs that youthful feelings are always poetry.

　　 Twelve years have passed, how did the second sister come back...

　　 Zhouyi's eyes flashed with magic light, and his spiritual eyes looked towards Zhoujiacun.

　　 There was originally a peaceful smoke curling up, but only ruins were left, and the strong yin and evil spirits condensed into black clouds in the sky.

　　 When the wind blew, the appearance of various monsters and ghosts changed.

　　 Looking down at the children at the entrance of the village, only the floating spirit remains, facing the little girl who was smiling at Zhou Yi, with blood stains on her face and a fist-sized hole in her abdomen.

　　The rest of the children were as thin as wood, or their bodies were separated, or they were cut through their bodies, and they died in different shapes...

　　 Zhouyi put away the spiritual eye technique, everything returned to peace, a drop of lunar moonlight appeared in the palm of his palm, transformed into a rock candy shape, and handed it to the little girl.

　　 "Can you take me to Jiuye's house?"

　　 "Hmm."

　　 The little girl grabbed the rock candy and hurriedly put it in her mouth.

　　 Taiyin Yuehua melts in the mouth, the pure Taiyin aura melts into the ghost body, and the wounds heal slowly.

　　 "Hey, it's so sweet—"

　　 The little girl couldn't help laughing comfortably.

　　 Zhouyi led the red horse, approached the village with the little girl, and met many villagers along the way.

　　 "Aunt Six."

　　 "Uncle Hui."

　　 "Brother Jun."

　　 The little girl called out each person's name accurately. Most people in the village have relatives.

　　 Zhouyi's brocade robe is incompatible with Zhoujiacun. Someone asked where he came from.

　　 "It's Brother Yi from Wushu's family."

　　 The little girl always answers first, as if she knows a little secret, she can't help but share it.

　　 "The second child of the fifth family? There was a famine two years ago. I heard that I went to the south?"

　　 "The rice noodles in the house at that time could really starve individuals to death. If you go out for a break, you can save your mouth at home."

　　 Zhou Yi smiled and answered the old man's question.

　　 "You have a kind of kid, you deserve to be rich!"

　　 The fourth master squatted in the corner and swallowed his cigarette pouch fiercely: "It's just that the old one is a bit quicker, but the young one's hair turns white."

　　 Zhou Yi called haha, I don't know how to answer.

　　 Jiuye's house is in the center of Zhoucun, next to the ancestral hall, and you can hear the noise from a distance.

　　 A group of people outside the yard gathered together, Hu Kan, who was in the sky, saw someone coming up to greet him, and he bowed down and sent him into the yard.

When 　　 walked in, the little girl screamed happily and ran to a middle-aged man to speak.

　　 The middle-aged man went into the yard and shouted: "Fifth, fifth, what are you doing? Your second child is back!"

　　 Zhouyi took the horse and stopped at a distance of three or four feet away from the courtyard~www.mtlnovel.com~ It's not like going in, it's not going to retreat, I hesitate.

　　 "The second child, the second child is back."

　　 It was Zhou Mu who came out first, with a spoon in her hand, and cried when she saw Zhou Yi and rushed over.

　　 Father Zhou tried hard to carry the frame of being a father, his walking legs became soft and soft, and his hands did not know the specific posture.

　　 Finally, he patted Zhou Yi **** the shoulder: "It's alright, I'll be fine when I come back. Why cry?"

　　 Big brother, third brother, came out afterwards, his eyes were red.

　　 What made Zhou Yi happy, angry and sad, was that his eldest brother married, and his sister-in-law was also surnamed Zhou. He should have been poo-bellied for at least four or five months.

　　 Zhou's father led the Zhouyi and recognized people one by one, for fear that he would forget the book if he didn't come back for two years.

　　 Zhouyi greeted them one by one, none of them were called the wrong seniority, which made Zhou's father feel extremely worthy.

　　 After all, it was the day when the second sister came back home. After the excitement, she continued to work on the banquet and set up a full eight tables of noodles.

　　 When the sun sets, a torch is lit in the yard, and the return banquet officially begins.

　　 Originally there was no place in Zhouyi, the wanderer returned home, always waiting, and arranged for a table of uncle generations.

　　 It is inevitable to cross-examine during the dinner, how is the mix-up outside, whether you have married a wife, and can you arrange for the kid in the village to go out...

　　 Zhouyi agreed one by one, drinking the wine into the abdomen, wrapped in mana, and vomiting when he turned around.

　　The younger generation is not qualified to go to the banquet, the simple and honest just serve dishes and work, shrewdly running around calling for toasts with uncles and uncles.

　　 The little girl brought a few playmates and came to Zhou Yi to beg for sweets.

　　 Zhouyi turned the accumulated Lunar Moon Flower into various candies in the previous life, all of which were scattered, causing a rare sound.

　　 The banquet is full of enthusiasm, and there is a hustle and bustle...

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