I Have Been In the Demon Slayer Division For 30 Years Chapter 56

　　 After recording the daily bibliography, Zhouyi copied another volume of Taoism.

　　 was copied again after a few months, and the font changed lightly.

　　 Zhang Cheng walked in with a small tune, and was amazed when he saw Zhouyi's font.

　　 "You kid, quite savvy."

　　 After making a pot of tea and spreading out the rice paper, he started painting Yan Chixiao again.

　　 Zhou Yi asked in confusion: "Brother Zhang, is this Sichun?"

　　 "Go go, stop talking nonsense!"

　　Zhang Cheng snorted: "Lao Zhang, I am so awkward that I am envious when I see him refreshed."

　　 "That's good, otherwise I'm scared, I have to change place to work."

　　 Zhouyi also took out the rice paper and began to ponder the structure of the gun, the composition of the bullet...

　　 He didn't plan to make any automatic rifles or the like. A single-shot hand gun would pose a great threat to the rough-skinned lower third-tier monsters.

　　In the predicted scenario, as long as a few bullets are hit, the monster's movement speed can be reduced and it can be cut with a knife.

　　 Zhang Cheng drew a few pictures, stretched his neck and glanced at it with a soft sound.

　　 "How do you know the firearm?"

　　 Zhouyi was more at a loss than Zhang Cheng, and said, "Brother Zhang has seen a firearm?"

　　 "Of course, I have seen Lao Zhang a lot, and I have seen all real immortals."

　　 Zhang Cheng proudly said: "You are too old, the Mo family group can't laugh at you when they see it."

　　 "Can the Mohist make firearms?"

　　 Survival is not easy, Zhou Yi sighed, he really didn't know much about this world.

　　 He thinks that all scholars, regardless of Confucianism, the law of ink painting, use magic power.

　　 Little did they know that the flying birds, wooden immortals, puppet beasts, sky-buildings, etc., manufactured by the Mohist school, directly supply the army of the leading troops, and are important ordnance for guarding the frontiers of the Quartet.

　　 Zhang Cheng asked back: "You kid tell me first, how do you know this thing?"

　　 "I went home this time and saw some lower third-grade monsters..."

　　 Zhouyi recounted the nine truths and one false of the yellow skin sperms encountered in the mountain temple.

　　 "You unexpectedly met Yan Chixiao!"

　　 Zhang Cheng seems to have heard the news of the celebrity. He took out the painting and asked: "Does it look like what I painted?"

　　 "...it looks like a lot."

　　 Zhou Yi nodded helplessly, and continued: "At that time, I had the idea to create a weapon that ordinary people can attack the monster race, and through fireworks and firecrackers, I designed this."

　　 "Fortunately your kid met me, otherwise your head is gone now!"

Zhang Cheng explained: "At that time, Taizu was able to dominate the Yunzhou countries, and firearms and artillery made great contributions. After the death of Taizu, the remnants of the countries were in trouble, and later generations were destroyed and prohibited. Now it is more strict, except for imperial bans. , The remaining private possession is regarded as treason."

　　 Zhouyi suddenly: "So..."

　　 "The people have guns, but they don't use them to kill demons, but more to kill people..."

　　 Zhang Cheng laughed, his voice dull and dangerous: "There is still a rebellion!"

　　 Zhouyi tore a few drawings into shreds.

　　 "Your kid has spirituality, so copy the Taoism well, it's better than anything else."

　　 Zhang Cheng wiped, the shredded paper turned into fly ash, and patted Zhou Yi on the shoulder.

　　 "Stupid people can still be taught! Once you master the power, it will be more harmful than the evil spirits!"

　　 down the value.

　　 Zhouyi walked aimlessly on the street without using the Five Elements escape method.

　　 Even though he is a fairy, he neither has the power to reshape the universe, nor can he do whatever he wants.

　　 What's more, what Zhang Cheng said is not unreasonable. Judging from previous lives, people who died of hot weapons were even worse than demons.

　　 "I was... a casual person... someone who lacks a soulmate..."

　　 until the evening.

　　 Zhouyi just walked to Xingjiaofang.

　　 Most of the restaurants are being cleaned and closed. The curfew was caught at night, and it will be closed for at least ten and a half days.

　　 Zhouyi walked into Lu Ji's old store and shouted: "Master Lu, you are the same."

　　 The lady boss walked out of the back kitchen and said with a smile: "Old Lu is chanting for blessings, Mr. Zhou will wait a moment."

"Um."

　　 Zhou Yi nodded slightly and listened carefully, and there was indeed a buzzing chanting.

　　 I didn't feel much at first, but after listening to a few sentences intermittently, Zhou Yi pricked his ears unexpectedly.

　　 Zhouyi asked curiously: "What is Master Lu reading?"

　　 "The Bodhisattva's Nativity Sutra written in the fairy book is said to be able to bless the house."

　　 The lady boss took out a book from behind the counter, opened one of the pages and said, "Mr. Zhou, take a look, what's in the book?"

　　 Zhouyi's eyes condensed, and he took the booklet. The paper was rough and inferior, with "Xingzhe Shuo" written on the cover.

　　 There is an additional story in the book that Zhou Yi didn't recognize. In the back, he used his tone to preach the scripture titled "Bodhisattva's Descent into the World."

　　 "I now inherit the name of Bodhisattva, the great priest, and reach hundreds of millions of believers, and save all sentient beings..."

When 　　 was halfway through the chanting, Zhou Yi sensed a strange force and tried to distort his divine consciousness, and developed an inexplicable sense of identity with the Bodhisattva he hadn't seen.

"Humph!"

　　 Zhou Yi snorted coldly, and the force instantly collapsed.

　　 "Crooked door evil way!"

　　 Zhouyi, who was already angry, immediately became angry.

　　 This scripture uses the influence of the torturer to spread and achieve the purpose of gathering incense and belief.

　　 At this time, Master Lu came out of the back hall with a copy of the torturer in his hand.

　　 "Mr. Zhou, I've been waiting for a long time, I will do it now."

"no need."

　　 Zhou Yi shook his head and said, "Where did you buy this book?"

　　 "At this time, when I go back to my hometown in the country, someone is giving it away for free."

　　Master Lu replied: "The methods in the book can avoid ghosts and exorcise evil spirits, and they are all said to be written by gods."

　　 "Master Lu, you have lived in Luojing for a long time, don't you understand the law?"

　　 Zhouyi pointed to the Buddhist scriptures on the book and said: "According to the Dagan Law, it is strictly forbidden to recite any scriptures that are not recognized by the court."

　　 "This is the scripture recorded in the fairy book!"

　　Master Lu looked a little excited: "I don't care what the law is. UU read www.uukanshu.com but read the scriptures for a few days. I feel light and healthy. What's wrong with the spirit?"

"very good!"

　　 Zhou Yi said several times, and his voice became colder and colder.

　　 suddenly understood that what Zhang Cheng said was foolish.

　　 Master Lu clearly knew the laws of the court, but still insisted on chanting, and believed in Bodhisattvas of unknown origin.

　　 The demon who borrowed "Xingzhe Shuo" to spread the scriptures is even more hateful, only to directly smear Zhou Yilian.

　　 At this time, there was a noise outside.

　　 A team of dragon-scale armor soldiers surrounded a shop, and quickly captured seven or eight people from it.

　　 These people faced the fierce soldiers face to face, and they were not afraid at all. Instead, they kept chanting Buddhist scriptures.

　　 "...Bodhisattva's divine power, benefiting sentient beings, spreading out widely... trillions of mokos, bearing infinite powers...saving all sentient beings, benefiting sentient beings..."

　　 The silver armor general who was riding on the horse, his face was gloomy when he heard the Buddhist scriptures.

　　 "The law of great power, those who believe in evil spirits, kill!"

　　 Brush Brush!

　　The soldiers drew their knives decisively, beheading all the people shouting the Buddha's name on the spot.

　　 The general shook his rein, his face was suffocated, and he looked around.

　　 "Listen well, whoever dares to spread the evil scriptures privately, this is the end!"

　　 The dragon scale soldiers came quickly, and they went quickly, leaving only a mess of blood, and soon there was an army officer, pushing the cart to take the corpse away.

　　It is the shopkeeper Liu who sells coarse cloth. He treats people kindly on weekdays, and he always cuts cloth by an inch and a half.

　　 "Master Lu, you can hear clearly, don't read the evil sutra again in the future."

　　 Zhou Yi got up and left, changing his shape when no one was there, turning into a yellow-faced man.

　　 This evil is not eliminated, the thoughts are not accessible!

Chapter end