The so-called Exorcist Guild is actually a huge area of open space surrounded by wooden stick fences.

In the center of the clearing stood a bronze statue, which all exorcists knew was the statue of the Demon King.

"Why do humans cast bronze statues for demon kings? Aren't you enemies?" Boro didn't understand, because Qingxi always said that demons and people are incompatible, but now these people who are dedicated to destroying demons have cast statues for the demon king.

"I don't know about that. Standing outside, Qingxi had to stand on tiptoe to barely see inside.

"Go, I'll be waiting for you where I am. Song Zhi's expression looked a little restrained, and Boro was very strange. It's already here, and it's not too bad for these two steps.

"Wow, what if we get lost in there?"

"I ...... Let's not go. Song Zhi smiled, his eyes wandering away and he didn't dare to look at Boro.

"Why......"

"Forget it," Qingxi tugged at Boro's shirt, "since he doesn't want to go, why do you have to force him." ”

"Then you wait here for a while, and we'll be back soon. After saying that, the two of them walked directly over the fence and into the venue.

Shortly after Boro walked in, a team of exorcists walked out laughing.

Song Zhi subconsciously turned his back after seeing them, not wanting these people to find out.

"With so many people, how can we find useful information? Do we ask one by one?" Boro looked around, and found that the atmosphere was much more solemn than in the city.

Everyone doesn't seem to be very happy, and they always look serious.

"I remember that each guild location had a dedicated intelligence hub. We might find something useful to ask there. Qingxi took Boro's hand and walked across the crowd.

All the people who were hit looked at Boro with angry faces.

He was weak, and he could only keep apologizing to others, "I'm sorry...... Sorry ......"

Fortunately, the layout of all guilds is similar, and according to his memories in Sucheng, Qingxi took Boro to find the intelligence gathering place in the closed city.

At this time, there are also quite a few exorcists sitting here casually, most of them waiting for the 'noise' of the suitable mission to be issued.

Tasks that are too weak, they dislike the reward is too little, and tasks that are too strong will put their lives on the line, revenge is high, and they have to have their lives to consume.

"Trouble ......" Qingxi's words were not yet spoken.

The middle-aged bald uncle in the intelligence center slapped a large stack of entrusted tasks on the wide cloth board in batches.

The people who had been lifeless were like hungry wild dogs, and they came back to life in an instant. Rushing towards the wide distribution board.

Standing outside and looking at these mad dogs competing for food, Boro was even more curious, why did Song Zhi have to be such a person? Even if he died, he would definitely not be like them.

The balding middle-aged uncle sneered at the hustle and bustle, as if it was a very interesting thing for him to do so.

He walked up to Boro and sneered, "This is the current situation of the Biansai exorcists. ”

"New addition, right, also looking for a mission?" After all, he is an old oilman, and you can see the difference between the newcomer and the old man at a glance. Of course, there is another kind of 'noisy' in the middle

"I'm not an exorcist. Boro decisively denied. "I'm here for intelligence. ”

"Looking for information?" The bald uncle wanted to see what questions the kid in front of him could ask.

"Tell me, what do you want to know?" The uncle led the two of them around the frantic crowd to the humble counter at the back.

There was only a pair of tables and chairs, and the table top was a mess, and an ink pen seemed to have not been used for quite some time, and it was dusty.

Boro didn't care so much, but wrote his commission on it. Although it looks tattered, I didn't expect it to be quite easy to use.

"Give. ”

The uncle took the commission written by Boro and looked at the contents with a serious face. Putting down the commission in his hand, he looked into Boro's eyes seriously, "Are you kidding me?"

"I'm serious about asking questions. Boro's gaze did not dodge, and he replied as he looked at the uncle.

"You're kidding me!" The uncle pointed to the content of the commission and asked, "What is this?"

"My question. ”

"I TM know it's a problem!" Uncle has always cultivated an inexplicable sense of glory in himself through such work, and now someone would humiliate himself with such ignorant questions. Immediately angry.

"Can you catch the Winter Oni?"

As soon as these words came out, the noisy people present began to laugh. What are you kidding, this man is either crazy or stupid.

Even if the oldest exorcist in the city encounters the Winter Oni without any preparation, he can only pray on the spot. It's funny that this little kid still wants to chase the wind!

Boro was unimpressed by their ridicule, and his haughty chastity did not allow himself to be angry with the wild dogs. "I just want to know if I can or can't. ”

"Yes, of course, do you need to ask us a question if you're so capable?" said Bald.

Now that your question has been answered, there's no need to stay any longer. As for the rest of the questions, there is no need to ask them again.

"Qingxi, let's go. ”

"Wait......" The bald uncle shouted to Boro "commission fee~"

"Ten soft coins~" The bald uncle said in a weird way.

"Here you go!" Qingxi threw ten soft coins on the table. Walked out with Boro.

"Hey" put away the money on the table, and didn't say anything in his heart. "I didn't expect anyone to ask such a brainless question. ”

Walking out of the intelligence office, Qingxi looked a little angry. But they couldn't go back and reason with those people.

"Let's go, since we know that the winter ghost can catch it. It's not in vain, Brother Song Zhi shouldn't be able to wait. Boro pinched Qingxi's angry face, and her tense expression instantly collapsed.

Behind the "young man" Boro, an old man suddenly appeared, patted Boro on the shoulder, and smiled kindly at him.

"Uncle, do I know you?"

The old man shook his head, "You don't know me, I just met you." I've seen all of that. ”

"You say, you want to catch the Winter Ghost? Can I ask why. ”

Boro saw that the old man didn't look like a bad person, and he didn't look like a bad person, "Of course you can, I caught the winter ghost so that he could help me guide me to the path of the white god." ”

I don't know if the old man understands it, so he nodded silently, "Winter ghosts are not so easy to catch." ”

"Uncle, do you know how to catch the winter ghost?" Listening to the tone, the old man seemed to know something, and Boro asked emotionally.

"If you want to catch the winter ghost, you can't just think about it. Need ............"

Boro thanked the old man and left the place with Qingxi.

"Master. "If Boro had been here, he would have recognized this woman.

"How's it going? ”

"Senior brother, they have already found some clues. Who was that guy just now?" Tsubaki felt that the man always had a sense of déjà vu.

"An interesting young man who said he wanted to chase the wind"