Considering that Seiichi Kamiya is young after all and may lack experience in dealing with it, Nakai Yuzo intimately and tactfully advises him to start with relatively simple tasks.

Simply from Shisuke's side, Kamiya Seiichi, who obtained Nakai Yusan's contact information, couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief after receiving the other party's reply.

The weekend passed.

There is no trouble in the autumn moon star, and there is a fall in the part-time aspect, the haze in Kamiya Qingyi's heart is swept away, and the whole person is much more comfortable.

Monday lunch break.

When he heard that those classmates were still discussing the legend of the kamikaze dragon and the strategy of the red dragon, he finally couldn't help it.

"Actually, the red dragon Dorad, don't have to be so troublesome."

"Uh...... You are...... Kamiya-san? Have you heard of this game? ”

"I played it during the holidays."

"Oh, oh, I played it, have you ever hit that slime?"

The classmate who was worried about whether to rely on the level to crush him, replied perfunctorily.

In the game, the higher the level, the less experience is provided by brushing those low-level monsters, and it is very troublesome to rely on leveling.

"I remember there's an internet café nearby, go play games?"

Seiichi Kamiya suggested.

A few people had no opinion, hit it off, and walked out of the school gate together on the spot, and Kitada Ying also followed.

After paying for an hour, Seiichi Kamiya logged on to his ST game account on the computer, downloaded the cloud save, and entered the Legend of the Kamikaze Dragon.

Character level, level 76, the game has been cleared.

Looking back at the mode, a few minutes hacked the red dragon Dora to death.

Smooth operation, coquettish positioning.

Kitada Taka watched all this in disbelief, his eyes widening.

After school in the afternoon, Kitada went to the pharmacy to buy two eye drops.

That night, an old house, lying on the roof of the autumn moon star, looking at the moon with lost eyes, and a foreign poem next to it.

Today, it's Monday.

Originally, it was the day when she should go to school.

Originally, it was the day when she should go to work part-time and make money.

However, her qualifications to reside in the human world were temporarily deprived by the association.

It's not so much temporary, there is no clear answer from the association's side, it is estimated that for a long time, she can only stay here, unless it is the night of the monthly night walk of the hundred ghosts, the association will allow other monsters to haunt when they meet demons.

In that foreign book, there is a poem that probably says that if you are deceived by life, don't be sad, good days will come.

Qiu Yuexingli also believes that all storms, no matter how fierce they are, will eventually stop, and everything that can't defeat her will make her stronger.

But......

Under the roof, the noisy sound of a group of imps came from her, making her smoke rise above her head.

"Huang Taro, Huang Jiro, don't quarrel!"

Qiu Yuexing couldn't help but roar, "No matter how noisy you are, your pocket money for the next month will be gone!" ”

There was a sudden silence below.

These two bastards, one can cause trouble more than the other, especially Huang Jilang, a fool, who actually used a few demon jades to buy a lighter and came back?

When she saw that she had worked hard and saved up an unknown amount of property, which was secretly taken away and spent by this bear child, but exchanged for something that cost less than a few hundred yuan, she was almost so angry that she vomited blood.

If she hadn't hurried to get it back, she might not have been able to help but pick off Huang Jiro's skin!

That battle left a good impression on her, a few monsters were obviously not lightly injured, but for some reason they were very angry, desperately fighting with her, in the past, many times other monsters fought with her and retreated early!

"Hoshiri, are you on the roof?"

The red-skinned youkai, in the window on the second floor, poked his head out and asked.

"Brother Chi, what's wrong, is there something wrong?"

"I'm sorry, it's all my ......"

"It's not your fault! It's all the fault of the reported bastard! ”

Qiu Yuexing comforted, in fact, she also has a headache, Brother Chi usually looks steady, who knew that he would make that kind of sassy operation.

It must be Huang Taro's bastard, who talks nonsense all day long, causing Brother Chi to be confused for a while!

As soon as she thought of this, she was so angry that she couldn't help but roar again.

"Huang Taro! Your pocket money for the next month is gone! ”

“？”

Huang Taro was immediately unconvinced, why?

So he shouted loudly: "Eldest sister, everything I do is with Jiro!" ”

Huang Jiro looked at it in disbelief.

"Jiro, yours are gone!"

Below, there was another round of excitement.

Qiu Yuexing was upset by the noise, and a little aggrieved, and his nose twitched.

She wanted to hide in the toilet and cry, or hide under the covers.

But their family is too small, and the sound insulation is not good, she cried secretly when she was six years old, and was almost discovered by Huang Jiro, but fortunately they were young at the time, so it was easy to fool.

She can't go outside either, if other monsters know that she cried, then the Qiuyue family will be finished.

She is their eldest sister and must be very chic and not be defeated by any difficulties and setbacks.

A cowardly person is not qualified to be the head of the eldest sister.

She's strong and doesn't cry.

Because it's not a child anymore.

……

A week passed.

On Friday night, he received a notice from Nakai Yuzo that there were ghosts and monsters in a village in a certain county outside Tokyo, and asked him if he would like to make a trip.

There is money to be made, Kamiya Qing is not too far away, he looked at the fare of the high-speed rail there, about 50,000 yuan round trip, he can afford it.

If you take the bus, although the overall price is cheaper, but considering the cost of time, it is not good for him to take leave from class, so he can only grit his teeth and spend more money, anyway, the profession of the onmyoji is popular, and the remuneration will basically not be less.

Under the expectation of Kamiya Qing's eyes, another weekend was finally ushered in.

Catch the tram and get on the high-speed rail.

I have to say that the high-speed rail in District 11 is very comfortable to sit on, much better than the train, and there is less of the uncomfortable bumps and noises.

After spending more than 1,000 yuan to buy a high-speed rail lunch box and lamenting the high price again, Kamiya Qingichi closed his eyes and rested.

After the high-speed train arrives at the station, he has to change the means of transportation several times, and he has to rush, so it is very important to accumulate good spirits, counting the need to deal with ghosts, and the time is very tight.

The village where the mission is located is very remote, and there are only two vehicles a day to the county seat, and it was not easy for Kamiya Seiichi to catch the last train of the day.

By the time I arrived at the village, it was already five o'clock in the afternoon, and part of it was spent navigating and asking people.

Positioned in a sparsely populated place, it always feels not very good.

He can't fly over the wall in front of people.

Wooden village.

It is the name of the village of Seiichi Kamiya, located on the outskirts of a small county town.

When he came to the village, he had the illusion of traveling back in time.

Compared to the bustling city of Tokyo, the wooden village is like a projection that extends from ancient times to the present day, but it is a bit out of harmony.

The spinning windmills on the houses, the scarecrows on the edge of the fields, and the people returning from the farms.

"It should be, Dutch windmills......

"I don't know if there is such a thing in the villages of the 11th district of the original world."

He didn't explore the scarecrow, and in Kamiya Seiichi's previous cognition, it was common knowledge that there was a scarecrow in the field.

"Hello old woman, may I ask if it's a wooden village, right?" Seiichi Kamiya asked as he walked up to an old man who was cleaning up at the edge of the field.

When the old woman heard someone call him, she replied loudly, "Huh? What did you say? ”

"I said if this is a wooden village!?"

Seiichi Kamiya couldn't help but raise his voice.

"Ahh Are you going to help me carry the basket?! Thank you, lad! The old woman's voice was high.

Her speech was eye-catching, and a middle-aged man hurriedly walked by not far away, followed by a little girl.

"I'm her son, I'm sorry, my mother doesn't have good ears." The middle-aged man asked nervously, "Do you have anything to do with my mother?" ”

Kamiya Qingichi hurriedly explained his intention.

The middle-aged man panicked when he heard this, "Don't, don't talk nonsense, we are doing well here, there are no ghosts, some people are talking nonsense." ”

"I'm not here as a reporter."

Kamiya Qingyi's hand flashed with electricity, and he said speechlessly: "I am really an onmyoji, and I have come to accept the commission to help you remove evil spirits." ”

The middle-aged man hesitated for a few seconds, and then persuaded: "Little brother, go back......

"You're so young, don't die here."