Xiao Man looked at the Shura who crawled out of the ruins.

Look at their appearance and feel their spirits.

"How many low-level 'ghost soldiers'?" Xiao Man slowly grasped his sword.

Shura and Heavenly Demons have a very special relationship.

The relationship between the two is similar to that between mortals and monks.

It's a bit like caterpillars and butterflies.

However, the relationship between the two is far more complicated than these two examples.

And, because of the lack of evidence, so, it's just a guess.

With the fall of the sky, Shura and the heavenly demons flocked into the earthly world.

People had to classify these monsters.

The ghost soldier is one of the many forms of Shura.

From low-level to high-level, the strength and size of the ghost soldiers varied.

But the morphology is basically the same.

They are all skinny, and the bones all over their bodies are distorted by twisting.

And most importantly......

Most of these things are just simple wisdom.

Therefore, they need a higher-level Shura to command.

This is also where their name comes from - ghost soldiers.

It's just pawns and cannon fodder.

Anyway, Shura is immortal and immortal.

When the body dies, it dies, and it is a big deal to crawl back from the void.

Holding the sword in his hand, Xiao Man slowly began to accelerate.

On the blade of the sword, the soul fire began to rise.

Xuanjun's whisper echoed in her soul: "Those who count the dead and dead, or say that they have their own death, or that they have nothing, or that they have nothing after death, or that they have nothing after death......

In this whisper, Xiaoman has already jumped high.

The sharp sword in his hand stabbed at a ghost soldier with a hoe and smashed her head.

Its deformed bones, in this moment, twisted in a way unimaginable to ordinary people.

In an almost anti-human way, he held his hoe high and smashed it at Xiaoman.

"Meat!" It screamed, "Fresh meat! ”

In that mouth full of sharp teeth, countless foul stinking saliva kept flowing out.

"Die!" Xiao Man's toes lightly, and the sword in his hand stabbed it on the forehead, piercing its hard skin, and penetrating deep between the flesh and the Heavenly Spirit Gai.

But no blood came out.

After stealing the flesh of mortals, the Shura will basically choose to suck their essence and blood dry!

This makes most of the Shura, in fact, a little afraid of fire.

Just like now!

The little man's sword pierced his skull.

The soul fire attached to the blade of the sword immediately ignited its thin flesh.

Flames rise.

The ghost soldiers howled!

Howl in the soul fire!

"Ah......h

It's all burning!

But it's not the flesh and skin that burn, it's the soul that burns!

The Shura Divine Soul from the Void has been ignited by the soul fire!

Xiao Man kicked it in the chest, kicking the ghost soldier away.

At the same time, the long sword in his hand was pulled out, and then slashed to his side, directly cutting off the arm of a ghost soldier.

A little soul fire took the opportunity to drill into the body of this ghost soldier.

It's also ignited!

"Ah......h

But Xiao Man didn't care about it, but used his mana, exerted force with both feet, and jumped up again, and the long sword in his hand slashed in all directions, and several sword lights swept in all directions.

On every sword light, there is a little soul fire!

The soul fire swept into the bodies of the ghost soldiers with the sword light.

Set them all on fire at once!

In an instant, seven or eight ghost soldiers, all rolled in front of Xiao Man.

They howled and screamed in a terrible way.

Until, in the end, I can't howl anymore and can't move.

Soul Flames set all their souls on fire.

It also ignites the grease in their deformed bodies.

The air smells of burnt barbecue.

Xiao Man held the sword.

Start recovering the soul fire.

She slowly recited the Dharma decision in her mouth: "There is nothing that is not heaven, nothing is not life, nothing is not God, nothing is not Yuan ......"

As she chanted, a little bit of soul fire, like a firefly, converged on her from the body of a burning ghost soldier.

These small flames slowly soaked into Xiao Man's forehead and merged into the pupil.

With their return, Xiao Man felt that his divine soul was a little stronger.

That's the horror of Soul Eater.

Burn others and illuminate yourself.

And take its essence, take its source, for my firewood!

If it is Xuanjun's soul fire, with just one sprinkling, it can ignite the entire heaven and earth, and ignite the souls of all living beings.

It is really the first choice for destroying the world, and it must be used for destruction!

Xiaoman is still weak, but he is building a foundation.

Her divine soul will ignite a low-level Shura like a ghost soldier at most.

If she was any stronger, she would probably be in a fierce battle.

But......

Never mind!

Qingshan Town may lack others, but there is no shortage of Shura!

There are at least one or two thousand of them here!

"Take your time!" Xiao Man said, and she jumped up lightly and jumped into the ruins in front of her.

…………………………………………

Ling Ping'an raised his head and looked at the time on the wall.

It's almost eleven o'clock!

"Let's order a takeout first!" He said.

So, I picked up my phone and ordered a beef rice bowl.

Then, stand up and make yourself a cup of tea.

Drinking fragrant tea, Ling Ping'an turned on the TV casually.

At this point, advertisements are being shown on TV.

Changing the channel, it is still an advertisement, and continuing to change the channel is still an advertisement.

Finally, I switched to a channel with no ads.

But......

But it's a soap opera.

Ling Ping'an sighed and could only turn off the TV.

He leaned back in his chair, held his mobile phone, opened the microbook, and began to scroll through the news.

casually swept the hot search list, there is nothing special today.

On the microbook, the traffic seems to be slowly starting to become active again.

XXX Backless Outfit ......

XX caused fans to scream......

XX new song released more than 10 million in half an hour......

Ling Ping'an looked at it and couldn't help but yawn.

"Today is another boring day...... he muttered.

At this time, the phone switched to incoming call mode.

Ling Ping'an looked at the number, it was the old village chief.

He clicked on it, and then put it to his ear: "Uncle Zhang......"

"Little boy, ......" Uncle Zhang's honest voice came from the other side of the phone: "The things you asked me to help have been done......

"The contract for more than 200 acres of land was terminated......"

"Look ......"

"Uncle Zhang, can you help me find a new partner to work with......" Ling Ping'an yawned and said, "Contract or something, you can sign it for me......"

He didn't want to go back for something like this.

"Howler!" The old village chief on the other side of the phone agreed with a smile.

"Then please!" Ling Ping'an hung up the phone with a smile.

Then, he suddenly remembered.

"How is it so fast?" He scratched his head.

Isn't the Luyuan company that contracted his land very powerful?

No, it doesn't matter!

Originally, Ling Ping'an was ready to fight a lawsuit with him.

Which Cheng thought, it was so easy to solve.

"Maybe Uncle Zhang has a big face...... Ling Ping'an thought.

There can only be this explanation.

Otherwise, how could the other party give up so easily?

…………………………

Hanging up the phone in his hand, the old man who had just looked honest and honest, turned around.

He looked at the plaque in front of him.

He nodded slightly.

So, the workers who had been on standby for a long time rushed up to remove the plaque.

Then the man picked up an axe and chopped the plaque into pieces, axe by axe.

A pot-bellied man, not far away, looked at all this stupidly.

He covered his face and didn't even dare to raise his head.

I was even more remorseful in my heart.

He couldn't have imagined it, but he didn't let people pick strawberries.

actually carried such a big heel.

First, the company changed hands.

The three foundations, which hold 60 percent of his company's shares, held a meeting to remove him from his seat.

Then there are all the industries under the name, all of which are targeted.

Loans are called upon, taxes are investigated.

Overnight, the capital chain was broken, there was nothing in an instant, and the bank was in debt.

And then, it's the scene now.

An old man in a cotton coat, with the workers, took the decision of the board of directors and threw him out of the office.

Then, in front of him, the company's plaque was removed and smashed little by little.

The old man slowly walked up to the man.

"Zhang Daoming......"

"You can't stay in Jiangcheng......"

"Let's go!"

In the past two hundred years, various families have been operating various industries in this river city.

Thanks to the blessings of the Commonwealth Empire for the extraordinary.

Whether it is financing or starting a business, they can always take the lead.

After two hundred years of accumulation, wealth alone is scary enough.

Taking the Zhang family as an example, in the past two hundred years, the consortiums, banks and companies in this Jiangcheng city, which one did not have the shares of the Zhang family?

That is, because of ancestral training, the Zhang family scattered these wealth in one foundation after another, and never showed it.

If you are an ordinary person, you may also have to worry that the Foundation will be embezzled.

But, who would dare to make such a small move against the Zhang family?

Therefore, the wealth of the Zhang family has not decreased, but with the advent of the mobile Internet era, the tide has risen.

So is the case with the Zhang family.

The same is true of all other families.

Therefore, for two hundred years, the main family has never had to worry about money.

"Let's go!" The old village chief turned around slowly and said to the secretary with a briefcase: "Book a plane ticket for me to fly to Nanyang this afternoon......

"Yes......" The secretary nodded: "Mr. Zhang!" ”

……………………

Riding a small electric donkey, looking at the navigation on your phone.

Fujiwara Chika finally found the small alley that her cousin said.

"Qiyuan Bookstore......" she slowly looked for along the streets.

Finally, she saw a signboard hanging under the street lamp in that street - Qiyuan Bookstore!

"It's here!" Chika Fujiwara clenched her fists happily.

So, she parked the little electric donkey to the side of the road.

Then, picking up the heavy food box, he walked over.

She walked to the door of the store and looked curiously at the situation inside the store.

A young man of twenty-four or five, sitting at a simple counter in a bookstore, holding a mobile phone in his hand, not knowing what he was looking at.

A kitten, lying on the counter.

Everything in the bookstore, it's simple.

The floor is wooden, and the posters on the walls are printed out in a simple street copy shop.

No matter how you look at it, it doesn't look like Chiba Michiko's mouth is a "very special and special person" or "a very magical bookstore" or something.

She looked at it and knocked lightly on the door.

Tuk Tuk ......

The young man who was looking at his phone looked up and immediately laughed when he saw her.

"Welcome......" he said, "Please come in!" ”

His voice sounded ordinary.

There is neither magnetism nor momentum.

Instead, I was a little lazy, as if I hadn't slept well this morning.

However, Fujiwara Chika remembered her cousin's hint.

"The mountain is not high, there are immortals, the water is not deep, and the dragon is spiritual......" She read the ancient article in her heart: "Si is a burrow, but I am Dexin!" ”

In this country, people are not to be seen.

When Fujiwara Chika was a child, she heard her grandfather tell that in the imperial capital of this country, there was an old man who lived in seclusion and made trouble.

Every day is to raise chickens and ducks, tease birds and sparrows, like most ordinary old people.

However, even the head of the center, in front of him, must perform the disciple ceremony.

Even the emperor had to respect him.

So, Fujiwara Chika pushed open the door, carried the food box in his hand, and stepped forward.

"Hello......" she bowed politely: "I'm Chika Fujiwara, and I'm here to deliver food for Michiko!" ”

As she spoke, she put the food box in her hand and struggled to lift it to the counter.

"Fujiwara-chan!" The other party seemed to look at Fujiwara Chika very seriously, and then laughed: "I heard that Chiya-chan said about you!" ”

"Hello!" Fujiwara Chika bowed deeply: "I'm Fujiwara Chika, please give me a lot of advice!" ”

As a Chinese, even if it is a down-and-out Chinese, Fujiwara Chika's etiquette is beyond reproach.

To some extent, her etiquette can even be compared to the federal nobles of the imperial capital!

This is also the helplessness of small countries.

Since it is far inferior to Big Brother in terms of economy, military, population and territory.

Then you can only pick out the details.

Every movement, every manners, and even smiles have strict rules and requirements.

Especially in this foreign country, almost all Fuso people will become extremely serious and serious.

I'm afraid of losing points in etiquette and being looked down upon.

Even if others don't care, Fuso people will be very serious and serious.

This is the national character of Fuso.

But the other party didn't seem to have any etiquette at all, so he just smiled and said, "Fujiwara-chan doesn't have to be so polite......"

He said as he opened the food box.

Then, looking at the delicious food in the food box, he took it out as if no one was around, smelled it, and then praised: "The craftsmanship of Qianye sauce is really getting better and better!" ”

He picked up his chopsticks and couldn't wait to eat.

This made Fujiwara Chika a little disappointed.

"This is what Michiko calls 'very special people'?" "Not really," she thought! ”

But......

Fujiwara Chika's pupils suddenly dilated.

She looked at a bow in the cupboard behind the bookstore owner.

The Chinese from Fuso swallowed.

"Your Excellency......" she couldn't help but ask, "What is that bow in your cupboard?" ”

The other party raised his head, glanced at Fujiwara Chika, and then laughed: "That bow, ......"

"A guest, mortgage on my ......"

"Mortgage?" Fujiwara Chika took a deep breath and asked, "Why did she mortgage this bow here?" ”

The other party smiled: "Because the guest bought a book from me and forgot to bring the money, he took the bow and pledged it, and said that he ......would redeem it for half a month."

"Buying books?" Chika Fujiwara swallowed.

"yes?" He looked at Fujiwara Chika, and the eyes under his eyes suddenly brightened, dazzling like the sun, as dazzling as the stars: "Do you want a copy of Fujiwara-chan?" ”

As Fujiwara Chika listened, she only felt that the air around her instantly solidified, and the pores of her skin trembled.

She hurriedly shook her head: "Thank you, Your Excellency, ......"

"I don't need ...... just yet"

Does she dare to buy it?

Can't!