After all, the demon collector is the benefactor who saved the people of the city, and even if the county guard beats the drum in his heart, he will definitely not refuse to invite the demon collector to the banquet.

The people did not see the battle outside the city inside the city, but the scene of the wind blowing before and the slight trembling of the city wall still impressed many people.

The heavy rain in the sky is still falling, although it no longer has the momentum of flooding Mocheng before, but the drainage ditch they dug by themselves before is still flowing with rain, proving what kind of disaster this heavy rain will cause if they are not prepared in advance.

The most important thing is that the conversation between the demon collector and the demon in the previous war was not hidden, and the voices of one person and one demon were very penetrating, and the people in the entire city heard the monster's declaration that they were going to destroy Mocheng.

At this time, seeing that the demon collector was covered by a soaked beard, his hair and beard were still dripping with rain, and the straw sandals on his feet had disappeared at some point, many people instinctively shrank back with a little fear.

But there are also brave people among them, who tremble and step forward and hand out the paper umbrella that they don't know when they have saved at home:

"My lord, cover the rain."

The demon collector thought that he had never received such treatment, and when he saw the umbrella blocking him, he looked at the lines on the face of the person who delivered the umbrella, and seemed to be stunned again.

The old man was really bold, and the expression of the demon collector at this time was really cute, and he was looked at by his eagle-like eyes, the old man did not flinch, but sent the arm holding the umbrella forward.

The demon collector who was interrupted by the old man's movements and was stunned had already reacted at this time, a gentle smile appeared on his face, raised his left hand that was not holding the hunting fork, and took the old man's kindness:

"Thank you, sir!"

Unlike when he called the door outside the city, his voice was clear and with a bit of an alien accent. The old man couldn't help but think of the Xijon nobles that his grandson said after returning from the expedition.

Thinking of his grandson, who had died on the battlefield, the light in the old man's eyes that had originally been generated by the other party's response also dimmed, waved his hand, and retreated from the crowd.

But the demon collector had already opened the paper umbrella and walked forward. A group of soldiers defending the city chased after him from the rear at this time, and said respectfully:

"This son, the county guard is invited!"

The soldier's voice carried the gratitude and happiness of the rest of his life, they had to see more intuitively and concretely than the people in the city, and it was the appearance of this person in front of them that extinguished the demonic wind that caused chaos.

When the demon collector heard the soldier's words, he tilted his head, and after a moment of reaction, he realized that the word "childe" was said to be heard by himself. Then he nodded and motioned for the soldier to lead the way, and he followed.

At this time, Mo Xiaoyou and the county guard had already taken the car back to the county guard's mansion. The county watchman prepared hot water, and after the two of them washed up, they just heard the message that the demon collector had arrived from the soldiers outside.

The county guard took the lead in walking out of the backyard and saw the demon collector still dripping with water in the hall. hurriedly and loudly instructed the servants to prepare water and clothes for the demon collectors.

After another busy time, when the ink demon walked unhurriedly from the backyard to the front hall, the demon collector had just finished getting acquainted with it in the side room:

A black hair had been tied up with a rope at this time, and even the long beard on the chin had been shaved off, revealing a slightly stubble chin.

The Hu clothes on his body have also been replaced with dry and comfortable Central Plains clothes, and the temperament of the whole person is completely different from that of the reckless man in the city at this time.

Such a neat and neat demon collector sat in the hall, if he didn't care about his sitting posture, it would not even be possible to distinguish his reckless identity as a demon collector.

"Today's catastrophe is thanks to the help of Childe! Haven't asked for the name of this son? ”