Chapter 22 About Death

For several days in a row, there were no new tasks, and Xue Ling had no contact, Wang Mingyu simply stayed at home, boredly scrolling through various forums. Pen, fun, and www.biquge.info

Suddenly, a post caught his attention - "Follow-up to the incident of a zoo woman driving her car and being dragged away by a tiger".

"Why are you still talking about this?" Wang Mingyu clicked on the post, saying that in the zoo that can be driven into, in the tiger park, a woman opened the door and walked outside the driver's seat because of a quarrel with her boyfriend, and was dragged away by a Bengal tiger, her mother was bitten to death by a tiger in order to rescue, and the woman herself was seriously injured. Recently, however, the post has become a hot topic again, as the woman claimed to ask the zoo for compensation, and the entire video of being towed away has been released.

"Open the door and die," Wang Mingyu nibbled on the takeaway chicken wings and clicked on the video: "I want to come to our underworld so much, how many levels do you want to evaluate?"

"Huh?" Wang Mingyu helped his foreign glasses, he saw that in the video, there was a black shadow entangled in the co-pilot of the whole process, and it didn't take long for the car to stop, and the woman performed the most famous death show on the Internet in recent years.

"Could it be that?" Wang Mingyu hurriedly took out the Demon Rating Technician's Manual and opened the incomplete illustrated book: "It's here! The Soul Devouring Demon is probably formed because of the injustice, anger, and sorrow of creatures when they die, and most of them are invisible in the Yang Realm, and they will absorb their souls when their souls and flesh are separated. The demonic power branch has a wide range, and usually does not take the initiative to haunt people, nor does it attack humans..."

"Old Huang Li," Wang Mingyu closed the manual and reopened the video just now: "This information is obviously slow to update, the one in this video is obviously the Spirit Devouring Demon, who didn't kill the woman, killed her mother." "It seems that the information provided by Xue Ling is true, and the current Spirit Devouring Demon will really cause trouble and disturb people's hearts.

Someone knocked on the door, Wang Mingyu got up and opened the door - Ren Chao appeared at the door as promised.

"Let's go," Ren Chao was dressed in civilian clothes and carrying a backpack - it was obvious that the notebook was in the bag, and he pointed behind him with his thumb pointed behind him: "Entrusted by people, loyal to people, I have found a good candidate for a guardian." ”

"Yo, Xiao Wang," the aunt in the corridor was frying rape: "Go out to dinner with friends?"

"Hello Auntie. Wang Mingyu and Ren Chao said hello to their aunts respectively, and the two left Wang Mingyu's home, and Ren Chao's car was already parked downstairs.

"You said you are a good young man," Wang Mingyu, who was sitting in the co-pilot, glanced at Ren Chao, who was holding the steering wheel: "The game is well done, why don't you think about dealing with monsters, and you still want to visit the underworld?"

"You're wrong, making games is just to survive, collecting monsters and turning them into my cards is my lifelong hobby, I've been learning spells with my mom and my grandfather since I was six years old, and I'm actually quite talented. As for the underworld, I've always heard that my grandfather visited it when he was alive, so I knew that living people could go there, so I wanted to go and see it. ”

"Huh?" Wang Mingyu's expression was strange, as if he couldn't understand: "You started to face demons and monsters at the age of six, and you were a little unhappy in your childhood." ”

"I think it's okay," Ren Chao held the steering wheel with one hand and gestured in the air with the other: "When I was twelve years old, my grandfather asked me to choose a vessel similar to a special storage of monsters, such as a gourd, a vase or something, because he was old and needed to pass on all the monsters that he had surrendered to me, and his ancestors stipulated that women could not take over this matter, so this job was passed on to me directly across my mother." ”

"And then, what did you choose?"

"Why is your head so unbright? How can I, a new-age demon hunter, continue to use those broken antiques?" Ren Chao patted the backpack behind him: "It just so happened that I was obsessed with card games at the time, so I designed this way to store monsters myself." ”

"Make a card and put it in your book?"

"That's right. Ren Chao's eyes flashed with pride: "They were very opposed to this method at first, until it took me three years to prove myself. ”

"And then?"

"Then?" Ren Chao tilted his head: "Then I will become the number one demon hunter, my grandfather is also immortal, I go to make games to make money, that's all, what about you? You said how can I deal with monsters at a young age, why do you die at a young age?"

"Same as you now?"

"Huh?" asked Ren Chao, who was holding the steering wheel, puzzled.

"It's just that I was drinking, but the speed of the car was several times higher than you are now. ”

"Understood," Ren Chao nodded with a smile: "It turned out that he died by himself, but now this looks like it seems to be good for you?"

How successful I was when I was alive, with an annual salary of hundreds of thousands, and I knew many celebrities from all walks of life. ”

"Celebrities from all walks of life?" At the red light, Ren Chao stopped the car, turned his head to look at Wang Mingyu: "Can there be Monkey King, the Monkey King, and Pu Songling, the author of Liaozhai Zhiyi, famous? I guess it's not even as famous as Ming Shizong's Mao Xuemei, right?"

"Damn," Wang Mingyu glanced at Ren Chao: "I'm speechless, but at least it wasn't as dangerous as it is now, and if you don't agree with it, you'll have to fight with monsters." ”

"Don't complain, isn't it good, easy and exciting. ”

"Hmph," Wang Mingyu sneered: "I don't know who was trapped in the fraudulent space of the Crane Spirit last time, and his face was like ashes." ”

"It's here. Ren Chao didn't pay attention to Wang Mingyu's verbal ridicule, and the car was parked on a small street, except for the noodle shop store, there was only one mahjong parlor left on this street.

"This..."Wang Mingyu stretched out his head and carefully observed the street: "Then our future guardian, is he the noodle cook or the owner of the commissary?"

"Wrong. ”

The two got out of the car, Wang Mingyu walked around to Ren Chao's side, Ren Chao pointed to the mahjong parlor: "What about this monster I want to introduce to you, now eighty percent is here, you are waiting outside, how about I go and call him out?"

"Okay. Wang Mingyu stared at this mahjong hall of less than 100 square meters, thinking that this monster only has this point of interest in the yang world - immortals jumping, selling honey cakes, playing mahjong, and the best should be the crane spirit who was just recalled two days ago to make wedding dresses.

Two minutes later, a man with a thin body, thin cheeks, and a scruffy beard and a generally obscene face nodded all the way and followed Ren Chao out.

"Introduction," the man from Ren Chao walked up to him and Wang Mingyu: "Zhao Bo, here is the newly appointed Demon Rating, here is Wang Mingyu." ”

"Hello, hello," Zhao Bo's slender hand rubbed a few times on his crumpled shirt, and stretched out towards Wang Mingyu: "Hello big brother," the other hand reached into the bag on his chest, and took out a box of soft cloud cigarettes that were almost the same as he smoked: "Big brother smokes?"