Wenwen Newspaper Agency.

Shotimaru looked at the newspaper that he had already arranged, and his whole person fell into excitement.

Perfect!

Immediately, Shotamaru sighed deeply.

This newspaper is indeed perfect, but it's a pity that I don't dare to send it!

This issue is not so much a newspaper as it is the black history of a certain monster sage who does not want to be named.

Most of these black histories are based on real events, and then processed through the small 'art' of fair and honest shooting pills.

Although he depicted it very vaguely, he did not say the name of the monster sage.

It's the whole article.,A certain monster sage、Yakumo a certain one、A certain purple、A certain monster in a gap and the like.。

I believe that there are not many people who can guess the Yakumo purple.

But—

However, as a fair and honest shooting pill bun, how could he do something bad about people behind his back.

That's right, it's because of the beautiful quality of my shooting Wenmaru that I can't slander the youkai sage, not because I'm afraid of rolling the keyboard in my face!

As a professional journalist, I know who I can mess with and who I can't.

The black history of Xiao Se was issued before, because Shooting Wen Pill felt that Xiao Se couldn't care about it.

Sends out black history similar to Kazami Yuuka.

It's because Shotmonmaru knows that a grumpy monster like Kazami Yuuka.

Speed is their forte.

At least, they can't catch up with themselves.

What can you do if you can't catch up?

At most, it is to smash his own newspaper~

The old lady has built more than a dozen such newspapers!

Yakumo is completely different.

The power of Yakumo Purple's gap, a speed monster like Tianke's own.

As long as it was within her perceptual range, the old woman could appear behind her at any time, allowing her face to be in intimate contact with the ground.

Even, it is highly likely to be negative distance contact.

Some disappointed stuffed the newspaper full of Yakumo's violet-black history into the safe, and at the same time stuffed another newspaper into the newspaper to be released in the next issue.

It seems that Yakumo Murasaki's black history can only be self-congratulatory in the future.

What's next—

Next, it's time to find new materials!

There have been a lot of surprises in the past few days!

I heard that a few days ago, Hua Yingying, who pretended to be a criminal, was chased by a guy called 'Invincible'.

What Hua hero, don't run, you are my lifelong enemy, I must let you know how powerful I am~

What a tiger and wolf!

I still have to follow up and report!

As for the newspaper that was published.

Then you don't have to run it yourself at all.

This is also one of the benefits of coming into this world.

Before, at the time of Gensokyo.

Even human beings don't want to work at a newspaper from home.

Not to mention other yokai.

When I saw myself, I either rushed up with an indignant expression, or I was like a plague god.

Shooting Wenmaru felt that he couldn't blame these people either.

After all, as a journalist who reports on the ugly side of society, he is always not recognized by the people.

It's so much better after coming into this world.

At least, every time I only need to write a good manuscript, whether it is printing or distribution, someone will do it.

Not long after Shotman Wenmaru left, next to the safe, a palm as white as jade poked out from the void.

Immediately, the space turned, and the two documents quietly moved a position.

......

The erhu sound is long, and the nameless bears the hand.

"Today, another day of peace!"

"Nameless, can you come down and speak?"

Yasuo put down the suona in his hand and looked up at the nameless man in the high place, with a helpless expression.

I've been in this position for a long time.

Yasuo felt that if he waited for himself to go back, he would probably fall into a stiff neck.

Damn, why does this nameless guy always like to stand on a high place and make people look up to him~

"Boom~"

There was a burst of thunder, and the nameless body dispersed with the wind, and the next moment appeared beside Yasuo.

"Hey, you actually came down?"

Yasuo was surprised.

Both of them have been in this position for a long time just now.

To be honest, if you don't take the lead, you will feel like you're losing to the other party.

Yasuo felt that he might not be able to take it anymore.

After all, the early performance was too handsome.

The appearance is so handsome, if you can't keep up with the back of the grid, it will be too cheap.

It's like a movie I saw some time ago.

In the opening scene, the three of them are handsome, and they all show their magic powers when they light cigarettes, which is even more mythical than a myth.

And then -

Later, one position was maintained for an afternoon~

Myself and Nameless, just this is the state.

It's just that what I didn't expect was that Nameless took the initiative to jump from it this time.

Could it be that I haven't brushed zombies in the past few days, and I have been blowing suona for self-cultivation, and my forced character has improved even higher?

Yasuo thought a little narcissistically.

"It's thundering."

Nameless put away the erhu and said calmly.

"Thunder, does thunder have anything to do with you?"

Yasuo asked, looking puzzled.

Could it be that Nameless is drying clothes at home?

At the thought of drying clothes, Yasuo suddenly felt a little panicked.

Next door is a monk named Tang Sanzang.

Although I was learning from the scriptures, I ran this way when I had nothing to do.

Say that you can't get used to eating food on the way west.

It's normal to not be used to eating food!

You can't let the people of Sichuan eat sweets.

Of course, it doesn't mean that you can't eat it at all, there are still stewed chicken noodles with shiitake mushrooms on the shelves of the supermarket, and this kind of confusing operation is available.

What's wrong with having some sweets?

However, eating every day is a bit unbearable for ordinary people.

When he came back, he came back, and he chattered all day long.

What do you say, people are specially born of people, and demons are demons......

With a thunderbolt casually, he can beep for ten minutes without repeating it.

It's horrible!

"Standing high, easy to be struck by lightning!"

Nameless looked at Yasuo and explained earnestly.

Yasuo ......

So, you really got struck by lightning because you pretended to be forced!

"Whoa~"

A newspaper slowly fell from the sky, and Nameless reached out to catch it.

Although it is now possible to get direct access to the news from all over the world through the World Tree Network.

However, I prefer this traditional way of reading.

Think about it~

Later, when I get old and my hair is ruined.

Just wear flip-flops, find a psychiatric hospital, sit at the door and read the newspaper, and look at those psychopaths by the way.

The life of Dopashi ah~

"I'll rub!"

The next moment, calm as nameless, couldn't help but exclaim.

"And like a gentle breeze, why be so excited!"

Yasuo gave a nameless look and said calmly.

As a swordsman of the wind, we haven't seen any scenes.

"Is she crazy?!"

A quarter of an hour later, looking at the newspaper in his hand, Yasuo felt like shooting this guy Wenmaru.

Sure enough, it's still crazy!