Mo Tianling thought about it, and put aside the matter of the system pitting itself.

fell asleep deeply, because there was a bit of tossing today, first with Mo Fan, and then with the martial soul of the pit daddy.

The next day, Mo Fan said that he wanted to go out to join the demon hunting team, so he took Mo Tianling out for a walk.

After going to the Hunter Alliance, I found that the demon hunting team was basically not recruiting, and the kind counter lady recommended going to a private hunting house, and by the way, she also gave a letter of introduction.

Mo Fan looked at Mo Tianling, who shrugged his shoulders and motioned for him to do his own thing.

Anyway, it is impossible for Mo Tianling to join any hunting place, but he can go and see that little Lori.

is the so-called: Lori is delicate and soft and easy to push down, with tender skin and small eyes. No makeup and light makeup are the same, there is sugar and cakes, and it is not noisy. Well-behaved, obedient, good character, soft and cute, clean and smelly.

Mo Tianling thought of all the good things in Lori, so he couldn't help but laugh a little.

Fortunately, Mo Tianling didn't show it on his face, otherwise if Mo Fan knew, he would definitely say: start in three years, and there will be no cap.

Mo Fan's letter of introduction made Mo Tianling a little dizzy in an alley.

Eventually, I came to a café that looked like an old man, but the plaque hanging on it was obviously not.

As soon as Mo Tianling and the two walked in, a crisp Lolita voice came: "Do you want to entrust it?" The commission starts at 300,000, and the price will be increased as appropriate depending on the difficulty of the commission, and we will not accept cats and dogs below 300,000."

As soon as she entered, she saw a small figure sitting on a stool taller than her, her face covered by a newspaper.

The voice is as crisp and beautiful as heaven, but the words that come out are a little old-fashioned.

"That's... Well, we're here for an interview, and this is a letter of introduction from the Hunter Alliance. Mo Fan didn't bother to explain the reason, and handed over a letter of introduction.

When he saw it for the first time, there were 300,000 people who opened his mouth, and Mo Fan was still a little frightened.

Mo Tianling patted Mo Fan, who was a little overwhelmed, and motioned for him to relax.

"Oh! You're here to apply for the Demon Hunter of our Blue Sky Hunting Station? Are you too young to do it? Little Lori put down the newspaper and realized that she was not reading the newspaper but drinking milk tea.

Mo Fan heard that they were too young, and without widening their eyes, they looked like they had discovered a new continent. Mo Tianling was much simpler, snorted, and laughed.

Little Lori looked at the one who was a little stunned, and Mo Tianling, who couldn't hide his smile for a while, wanted to say something.

At this time, an old man's voice came from upstairs: "Is Lingling someone coming to entrust you?" ”

Little Lori Lingling said upstairs, "No, I'm here to apply for a demon hunter, don't be too young" After speaking, she continued to drink her milk tea.

At this time, there was a sound of footsteps upstairs, and I saw an old man with a white beard, but he was a little bald. Walked down slowly.

He also said: "It's good to be young, it's energetic, but it's just that!" It would be a pity if I died, and I didn't enjoy life yet. ”

Hearing the strange deal between the two grandchildren, Mo Fan was speechless.

Mo Tianling was looking at the old man in front of him, presumably this was Song Qiming, the old priest of the Holy Court.

Old man Bao saw that Mo Tianling kept looking at him, and asked, "Young man, why have you been staring at the old man?" Haven't you seen an old man? ”

When Mo Tianling saw that he opened his mouth to ask, he smiled and said, "The old man can see this, but what!" You're no ordinary old man! After Mo Tianling finished speaking, he looked at Old Man Bao meaningfully.

Old man Bao was not stared at by Mo Tianling, so he changed the topic and said, "You two are here to apply for the demon hunter of our hunting house?" ”

Mo Tianling glanced at Mo Fan, motioned for him to go up and said, "It's not us, it's me alone." ”

At this moment, a woman in a hurry pushed the door and walked in.

Leng Lingling, who was a little ghost, said to the old man Bao: "Grandpa, there is a big fat sheep. ”

"How?"

"He looks flustered, his spirit is confused, and he looks like a rich man when he dresses like a rich man."

"Tsk, this is good!"

Mo Fan saw the conversation between his grandfather and grandson, and asked if this was a black shop without secretly.

Mo Tianling watched calmly, because he knew the plot, and it wasn't very good to know too much.

"I'm here to entrust me, I found out that my sick husband is a demon, and he goes out at night to commit murder, and I want you to protect me and my children," said the woman who was in a hurry, as soon as she walked in.

"How?" Although the old man Bao faced this woman with a perfect figure, his eyes were staring directly at the unfathomable ditch.

"When I was doing laundry yesterday, I found a bloody piece of flesh in my husband's clothes." The woman said with a pale face, as if she hadn't noticed the small movements of the old man Bao.

Mo Tianling, who was on the side, both looked at this woman curiously. Mo Tianling just looked at it, and Mo Fan looked back and forth between the upper and lower Mount Everest, and said without secret: Well! It's so warped.

Mo Tianling noticed Mo Fan's small movements and laughed secretly. If you knew the hidden demons in your body, they wouldn't have such expressions.

And the old man Bao was silent, withdrew his reluctant eyes, looked at the young woman and said, "If your husband is a demon, your family would not be alive until now." ”

"This, I... I don't know," the young woman apparently didn't know how to answer the question.

And Leng Lingling, who was thinking on the side, said something that made Mo Fan dumbfounded: "What you said is not enough to prove that your husband is a demon, be optimistic, maybe your husband is a murderer who likes to collect human skins!" ”

In Mo Fan's opinion, this Leng Lingling is not only a small ghost, but what he said was a bit speechless.

"We'd love to help you too, but we're sorry, you should go to the police." Old man Bao sternly refused.

"But it's useless to call the police, or you send a demon hunter to protect us, and I can pay for it," the young woman said in a panic.

"I'm sorry, our demon hunters are on a big mission" Old man Bao still refused, leaving Mo Fan on the side scratching his head.

The young woman's face was ugly, she didn't expect that the hunting house she had come to would not help. "You... How can you see death like this and not save you, I won't let you go" After speaking, he ran out in a panic.

Seeing that the young woman was gone, Mo Fan asked without opening his mouth, "Why don't you help her?" ”

The old man had nothing to say, and took out a commission, presumably the content of which was that the client was going to protect him and his children all night, because the client suspected that there was a great danger around him. And the client is the husband of the young woman just now.

After reading the commission, Mo Fan realized that it was not as simple as he thought.