"Control the tile!"

The young girl who came on a small electric donkey brought a takeaway food box to the counter and bowed deeply: "Lingsang, your beef rice bowl is ready!" ”

Ling Ping'an, who was playing the game, didn't look up, and replied, "Put it there!" ”

"Please slow down! Don't forget the five-star review! The girl bowed again.

"A must!" Ling Ping'an stretched out his hand and made an OK gesture.

But the girl didn't leave immediately, but kept standing in front of the counter.

After Ling Ping'an finished the game, he raised his head and found that the girl was still standing in front of the counter.

"What's wrong?" Ling Ping'an asked, "Miss Chiba, is there something wrong?" ”

The girl held a very beautifully printed booklet, handed it to Ling Ping'an, and then bowed deeply: "Excuse me, Lingsang!" ”

"I would like to ask you in particular, please take a moment to take a look at this booklet!"

Ling Ping'an took it and found that it was a brochure.

On the cover, a beautiful girl wearing a traditional Fuso kimono is written in standard block script that reads, 'Fuso enters China, you need your key vote!' ’。

When I opened the booklet, it was full of beautiful pictures and carefully carved words.

There is a beautiful view of the cherry blossoms of Mt. Fuji, an ancient garden in Kyoto, and an annual festival in Akihabara.

There are also celebrities in the history of Fuso.

Master Jianzhen is in the C position as usual.

In addition, there are also the deeds of friendship between the people of Fuso and the people of the Federal Empire for 300 years.

and exquisite fuso dishes.

At the end of the booklet, there is the most famous sentence in the history of Fuso: The mountains and rivers are exotic, and the wind and the moon are the same.

The girl watched nervously as Ling Ping'an finished the booklet, then bowed deeply, and pleaded pitifully: "Lingsang, in the general election in September this year, can you vote for the Datong faction that supports Fusang's entry into China?" ”

"Please!"

Ling Ping'an looked at the poor beautiful girl in front of him, and then thought about Fusang's cuisine and beautiful scenery, so he nodded: "Okay! I promised you! ”

"Thank you! Thanks a lot! The girl bowed gratefully.

But Ling Ping shook his head in his heart.

Even in this year's general election, the Datong faction won and got the power to form a cabinet.

It is not so easy for the Fuso Kingdom to be incorporated into the Federation and become a member of the Federation family.

The Kingdom of Silla next door has been working hard for this for a hundred years.

But every time it's a little bit off.

Always can only be an observer of the Federal Empire.

Because this matter requires a referendum of citizens of the entire federal empire.

A vote of more than half of the citizens participating in the referendum is required before the legal process of joining the federal empire can be initiated.

The population of the Federation itself, although it accounts for sixty percent of the population of the entire Federation Empire, has an absolute advantage.

But the local people are very low in voting enthusiasm for this kind of thing.

It's remarkable that two out of ten people would be willing to go to such a boring poll.

Two years ago, the Kingdom of Silla mobilized all of their influential entertainment stars in the Union to build momentum.

Fifty-five large-scale 'Silla Charity Concerts' were held in 17 cities in the Federation.

One by one, the super top performers, bowing to tens of thousands of fans and please.

Television stations and news portals broadcast documentaries and advertisements about Silla in turn.

In the end, the local turnout did not exceed 35 percent.

Therefore, the referendum proposal was rejected by the Southern Zhou Kingdom and the Northern Zhou Kingdom, which had more than 70% and 80% votes.

So, these things, Ling Ping'an thinks, are just for show.

In the Kingdom of Fusang and the Kingdom of Silla, every time there was a change of cabinet, it was necessary to do this and give an account to the country.

I'm afraid that even the people in Silla and Fuso are not so enthusiastic about this matter.

Only these expatriates living in the Union would be so zealous.

Raising his head, Ling Ping'an saw that the Fusang girl still hadn't left, looking at herself stupidly.

"What's wrong?" He wondered.

"It's nothing......," the other party bowed and said, "It's just that Lingsang doesn't seem to be wearing glasses today!" ”

Ling Ping'an reached out and touched his eyes, and laughed: "Indeed, I forgot to wear glasses today......"

He picked up his glasses from the counter and put them on.

As a result, Ling Ping'an found that after wearing these glasses, he couldn't see things clearly.

That's weird!

………………………………

Under the copper pot, the firewood burned wantonly.

Grunt, boiling holy water, began to evaporate.

The whispers in my ears grew stronger and stronger.

Han Li sat beside him expressionlessly as if he had been bewitched by something.

Inside the bag, the hearts of the three harpies that were still beating were struggling desperately.

The necromantic grass collected from the nest of the human-faced spider was soaked in thick sulfur water.

Han Li held a military dagger that he picked up from somewhere, and cut the rhizomes of these necromantic grasses little by little.

Bright red juice like blood flowed out.

Ahead, in the corner where the fire was shining, several gargoyles, with their wings and limbs cut off, struggled and wailed weakly.

"Almost!" Han Li said.

She grabbed a heart, put it in a stone mortar, and sprinkled it with a handful of salt diluted with holy water.

The heart beat violently in salt and holy water.

Ignoring all this, Han Li walked to the corner with a blank face, grabbed a gargoyle with one hand, and dragged it to the stone mortar.

The spiritual power in his hand exploded, and he understood this ghost cleanly.

In the clouds, she grabbed the ashes left by the gargoyle and threw them into the mortar.

"Anything is fresh, best!" She said.

He swung his dagger and plunged it into the heart of the stone mortar, stirring it vigorously.

………………………………

In the evening, the bookstore's business remained the same.

Today, it is necessary to pay the utility bills upside down.

"Alas!" Ling Ping'an sighed, if this continues, this bookstore will not be able to hold on.

I'm afraid I'll have to go home and write a novel.

When you think of the novel, it seems like you have a little inspiration now?

I turned on the computer on the counter and started to code words crackling.

Finally finished writing a chapter and uploaded it.

After half of the novel, Ling Ping'an deliberately opened the author's backstage and took a look at the chapter.

There are three reviews in total.

The first floor says: sofa.

The second floor indicates: floor.

The third floor finally sent a sentence: Author, you are not a eunuch yet! I've been reading books for so many years, and I've seen a lot of people hitting the streets, and it's the first time I've seen someone like you who is both hitting the street and refusing to update it well!

The spirit of Qi Ping'an is going to crawl along the network cable and beat this thing up.

After thinking about it, Ling Ping still forgot it.

Writing novels, just for interest.

Playing games is a hobby.

I'm going to play a few more games.

He opened the page of his novel, and then his eyes lit up, and he saw a person who had rewarded 100 reading coins.

"Is anyone finally approving of me?" Spiritual peace was overjoyed.

Looking at the ID again, Ling Ping'an decisively cut back to the author's background, and found the third article in this chapter, without hesitation, add refinement!

The reader is God, and the reward is the creator God.

Gotta offer!

……………………

In the copper pot, boiling holy water, boiled.

The Harpy Heart and Gargoyle Ashes that spilled into it struggled in it.

It seemed to have a shadow like a ghost, wailing in the boiling holy water.

Han Li's eyes stared at the copper pot.

In my ears, the whispering became stronger and stronger.

The necromantic grass in his hand has been disposed of.

The rhizome was removed and the stem was cut off.

Now, it's just the last procedure.

Wait for the holy water to collect the juice.

In the corner, several gargoyles, who never knew what they were afraid of, were shivering.

For the first time, these human ghosts, who had never been afraid, had the emotion of fear.

It was as if in front of them was not a seventeen-year-old human girl.

It's the demon god who dominates everything in the abyss and hell.

Finally, the holy water in the copper pot evaporated, and only the last bit of foam remained.

Han Li decisively threw the necromantic grass he was holding in his hand into it.

As soon as the necromantic grass entered the copper cauldron, billowing green smoke rose up.

The howling in the copper pot was heard in the ears.

But Han Li laughed instead.

A seventeen-year-old girl looks good when she laughs.

She leaned down, her slender swan-like neck exposed.

In the copper pot, the remaining smoke dissipated, and a pure white pill swirled inside.

This is the Elixir!

Without hesitation, Han Li grabbed the pill from the hot copper pot and swallowed it as soon as he tilted his head.

The pill entered her abdomen, and her body immediately became hot.

It was as if the skin was about to crack.

This deformed her pretty face, and in her body, there seemed to be a shadow with goat horns and a pair of wings, trying to break free from it.

"Don't think!" Han Li laughed, and although she was in great pain, she knew she had succeeded.

The ghost sealed in her body will eventually become her nourishment!

And she will also become the first demon hunter in the human race who can freely control and decide her own destiny.

The whispering in my ears continues.

Under the urging of whispering, Han Li raised the military dagger in his hand and stabbed it into his heart!

In the midst of the pain, the witcher smiled.

Because she knew she was free.

But......

Is it really free?

The whispering in her ear made her in a trance.

"Anyway......" Han Li looked at the dagger that had pierced his heart and pulled it out.

In the midst of the mournful wail, Han Li stood up.

The wound on her chest healed quickly.

With a slight wave of his hand, a long scarlet whip appeared in his hand.

"Abyss General, Demon Genus, Succubus Family, Two-Horned Succubus ......"

This is the name of the ghost that was sealed or temporarily parasitic in her body.

A ghost rated A by the United National Security Organization.

One of the median demons recorded in the "Lower Abyss Investigation Report" in his arms.

And now, it's completely destroyed.

Exterminated in his own flesh by a human witcher.

And deprive it of all its power!

The price is just to listen to a little whispering, and the body may have some succubus characteristics in the future, a very good deal!

In the firelight, Han Li turned his head.

In the corner, the gargoyles didn't even dare to move.