The corners of Yang Wanjiang's mouth hooked, and he nodded indifferently: "Xu Xingkong, take these books back and read them carefully, and keep them firmly in my head, although I don't need you to catch demons for a while, but knowing what things can be provoked, what monsters you will run away when you hear them will help you live longer, I don't want you to become a joke, but it will be my Yushan Yuzhai who will be embarrassed by then." ”

Xu Xingkong was a little confused: "Wait, Lord Yang Zhai, let me take care of it." ”

After sorting out his thoughts a little, Xu Xingkong looked at the book in front of him, and then at Yang Wanjiang, who looked impatient, and suddenly remembered that Yang Wanjiang didn't answer the question he just asked at all.

"I remember, you haven't told me why the Demon Book is gone?"

"Stupid! too stupid! stupid!" Yang Wanjiang sprayed Xu Xingkong with a disdainful face: "I really doubt my choice, is that thing on your neck really a head?"

"Uh, yes, it's not a watermelon or something, anyway."

Yang Wanjiang's eyes widened, and Xu Xingkong immediately swallowed back all the witticisms that he hadn't finished.

"Think about it with your gourd, don't you call yourself an otaku? Haven't you read the novel of cultivating immortals, dripping blood to recognize the Lord, can't you even think of it?"

"Hey, is it really a magic weapon!? You haven't fooled me, have you? It can't really be a magic weapon, is it?

Xu Xingkong was a little excited, but seeing Yang Wanjiang's face full of mockery, Xu Xingkong's excitement quickly ebbed, perhaps, it was because of him.

"No, isn't it?"

Yang Wanjiang glanced at it with pity, and said quite seriously: "Your IQ is okay, it's not a magic weapon, we call it a spiritual weapon, it is based on the Yuan Spirit, it took nine hundred and eighty-one days of the main body of Benzhai and countless painstaking efforts and energy to give birth to such a powerful and spiritual spiritual weapon." ”

Xu Xingkong always felt that Yang Wanjiang was fooling himself, but he couldn't find evidence, so he had to nod and helplessly express his deep agreement.

Yang Wanjiang blinked and continued: "After this spiritual weapon has undergone the ritual of recognizing the Lord with blood, it will become a part of you, a part of your soul, and it will not only record the information of the demon, but also carry the ability of the demon, therefore, the Demon Suppression Book is the prerequisite for every demon hunter to become a demon hunter, as for whether the Demon Suppression Album is powerful or not, it depends on the user, understand?"

Xu Xingkong nodded vigorously, so to speak, this is a growth-type spiritual weapon! Growth-type! Infinite potential!

Xu Xingkong quickly fell into a state of brain supplementation, Yang Wanjiang did not interrupt Xu Xingkong's conjecture, but just looked at it with a little disdain, this kind of dream is actually every demon hunter who has just obtained the demon town book, Yang Wanjiang is probably no exception, but unfortunately, the number of demon hunters who have obtained the demon town book is not too small, but there are too few and too few who can really become powerful demon hunters, and the difficulties and dangers are not enough for outsiders.

In fact, no matter how hard Yang Wanjiang is at this time, maybe Xu Xingkong will not believe his words, only after he really hits his head and breaks the blood flow will he understand that the mainstay must be a person who can withstand the collapse of the sky, a person who can withstand the upside down, it is obvious that Xu Xingkong is still far away from this goal and unimaginable.

As for Yang Wanjiang's lack of mention of the dangers that demon hunters need to face, the considerations in this are very interesting. It's a pity that at this moment, Xu Xingkong is completely immersed in his fantasies, and he never thought about Yang Wanjiang to describe the relationship between human beings and demons, but with the terrible word 'war', demon hunters are by no means only on the scenic side.

"Okay, then go back and read these books slowly, I don't have time to explain them to you one by one, most of the questions in your heart can be answered by these books, of course, you can also choose not to read them, if you want to die faster. ”

Xu Xingkong came to his senses, looked down at the bookshelf, and then stretched out his hand suddenly: "Look, of course you have to see it." ”

Yang Wanjiang suddenly stretched out his hand and grabbed Xu Xingkong's wrist: "Wait, don't forget to pay, you can pay online through guò, or you can give cash, including the town demon book, a total of twenty-five thousand." ”

"Huh, Lord Yang Zhai, I'm your subordinate, you still ask me for money, why is it very strange? The Labor Bureau of the People's Republic of China stipulates that enterprises cannot collect registration fees in various names, so do we Yushan Yuzhai also have to keep pace with the times?"

"Then you go to the labor bureau and give me back the book. ”

"No, I can't give it, but I don't have that much money now, can I give it two, no, three months. ”

Xu Xingkong blushed a little and stretched out two fingers, and then added one, looking at Yang Wanjiang pitifully, Yang Wanjiang hesitated for a moment, until Xu Xingkong was nervous and about to cry, then nodded and said: "Okay, grace you for three months, if you don't settle the arrears after three months, I will take back your demon book and clean you up like garbage." ”

"Uh, okay, okay, in three months, I'll pay off my debt even if I sell my kidney. ”

Yang Wanjiang let go of his hand, Xu Xing grabbed the two corners of the gray cloth on the ground empty-handedly, quickly closed it and tied a knot, and then grabbed the other two corners, packed the book into a package, and hugged it tightly in his arms with satisfaction, and then breathed a sigh of relief and grinned.

However, Xu Xingkong's joy soon disappeared, this is a little wrong, isn't it? What are you happy about? It seems that it was you who was sold not long ago, right? You still have to pay 25,000! Xu Xingkong felt that he seemed to be 25 x 100.

After struggling for a moment, Xu Xingkong looked at Yang Wanjiang hopefully: "Lord Yang Zhai, can I ask, why me?"

Yang Wanjiang got up and patted the dust on his buttocks, glanced at Xu Xingkong and said: "This matter, isn't it because of an accident, it can be regarded as a little compensation, after all, it was caused by my mistake, and the main house of Benzhai is kind-hearted, so I decided to give you a chance, well, that's it." ”

Xu Xingkong was about to cry, and it turned out that he had been making trouble for a long time because of this, not because he was special at all.

Yang Wanjiang looked at Xu Xingkong, who was hit by the cruel truth, and his heart was about to laugh.

Of course, he won't kindly tell sù Xu Xingkong, ordinary people can successfully fuse the monster primordial spirit, and the chance of perfectly inheriting the monster's ability is much lower than the odds of winning the two-color ball lottery; not to mention sù Xu Xingkong, the vast majority of untrained human beings will be wiped out in the process of fusing the monster primordial spirit; let alone sù Xu Xingkong, even if the demon hunter has been cultivated since childhood, there is a considerable proportion of children who were given up after failing to fuse the primordial spirit for the first time, and can only be an ordinary person for the rest of their lives

Xu Xingkong actually had a stomach full of questions, but Yang Wanjiang didn't seem to be interested in continuing to explain, and he said it very clearly, those books could naturally answer the questions in Xu Xingkong's heart, so Xu Xingkong could only temporarily press the questions in his heart.

As for the dark vision on his body or something, Xu Xingkong never even planned to ask Yang Wanjiang for advice, because he felt that Yang Wanjiang, who could easily block his dark vision, must be clear about his own situation.

The last is the question of how to contact the organization in the future, Xu Xingkong is not embarrassed to ask, of course, he actually secretly hopes that Yang Wanjiang will never find him again, although this is a bit of an evasion of responsibility, but if he can do this, he will not have to sell himself to Yushan Yuzhai.

Yang Wanjiang patted his gray-blue robe, waved his hand, and said, "Let's go." ”

"Go, where are you going?"

Yang Wanjiang glanced at Xu Xingkong dissatisfiedly, raised his feet and walked forward, Xu Xingkong didn't dare to ask again, he followed with the package in his hand, he also figured it out, whether he asked or not, anyway, he didn't have the right to resist, even if it was a mountain of swords and a sea of fire, he had to follow.

Xu Xingkong was half a step behind, and followed Yang Wanjiang along the road, this direction seemed to be the direction he had just walked in, sure enough, Xu Xingkong was still thinking nonsense, Yang Wanjiang had already taken him to the gate of the Mangrove Bay Community, Xu Xingkong was about to remind Yang Wanjiang that the security guard here was fierce, and Yang Wanjiang had already strode towards the security guard.

Don't look at Yang Wanjiang's unhurried walk, in fact, Xu Xingkong had to step up to keep up with his footsteps, and when Yang Wanjiang suddenly accelerated at this moment, Xu Xingkong's raised hand froze in mid-air.

He quickly lowered his arm and trotted two steps to follow.

"Hello. ”

The security guard nodded politely at the two, and leaned towards the induction area of the iron door with the access card in his hand like a dog's leg, with a soft sound, the door opened, and the security guard felt that it was not enough, and then reached out to push the door open, this fart was called a passion!

Xu Xingkong was a little inexplicable, could it be that the security guards here had changed shifts, but the two smiling security guards in front of him were obviously the guys who were cold to him just now, and their faces changed quite quickly.

Xu Xingkong suppressed the doubts in his heart, followed Yang Wanjiang's buttocks and blended into the gate of the community with a little nervousness, until he walked to a place where the security guard at the gate could not be seen, Xu Xingkong approached Yang Wanjiang and asked in a low voice:

"Lord Yang Zhai, do you live here?"

"No, I don't. ”

Yang Wanjiang looked right.

"So, do you know those two security guards?"

"I don't know. ”

"Then how can they be so dog-legged? Could it be that they are the legendary old people?"

Yang Wanjiang looked at Xu Xingkong strangely: "What the hell is respecting the elderly? Why haven't I heard of it?"

Xu Xingkong laughed dryly and said, "Haven't you heard of it? ”

"You mean I'm rare and weird?"

"No, really no, how dare I, I'm just strange, I saw those two security guards just now, they guarded me like a thief, but just now I was with you, they treated me like a food and clothing parent, this is too strange, do these two security guards know your identity as Lord Yang Zhai?"

"Think about it with your, if you can't even enter the door, you dare to say what kind of demon hunter you are, joke!"

Xu Xingkong suddenly realized, it turned out that he had used his ability! Old man, you said it earlier, how could I understand if you didn't say it. However, the ability of the demon hunter is really weird, how the hell did this old man do it?

Xu Xingkong followed Yang Wanjiang on the somewhat gloomy community road without belonging, and what he was thinking about now was the ability that Yang Wanjiang showed a little just now, and he had completely forgotten that he had now entered the community where Mr. Hong lived, and he had forgotten his original intention of coming here tonight.

But whether he remembers what he was going to do or not, a brutal truth is already waiting for him somewhere in the neighborhood.