"What are you doing?!" Li Qianqiu raised his eyebrows, asked the same rhetorical question, and then pulled out the steel knife behind him, although they were both "thousand" generations, but they seemed to be incompatible.

"Hey, hey, why are you fighting again?" Zhou Junxian hurriedly ran over, and his body was inserted between the two to stop them from clashing.

"Master Zhou, he's going to get rid of my friend!" Wang Qianchen's pupils were a little red, he had always felt guilty for Song Bo's death, and he always felt that he had brought disaster to the other party, and now Li Qianqiu didn't even let go of the corpse, how could he accept it!

"Xiao Wang, I understand your feelings, but your friend was killed by a monster, his body is not suitable for exposure to the public, and it is impossible to inspect and bury it in a normal way, for the sake of social harmony and stability, his body must be disposed of by the demon slayer. Also, if he dies at the hands of a monster, the military will give his family a pension for other reasons, so you don't need to worry about the future. Zhou Junxian patiently persuaded.

"The military? How does this matter still have anything to do with the military? Wang Qianchen was still puzzled.

"Because the demon slayer is an organization subordinate to the military, and they maintain the security of the country on another level!" Zhou Junxian still explained gently, and he didn't know if he was so good to Wang Qianchen or everyone.

But all people, especially the people of Daxia, have a kind of heartfelt admiration for the soldiers, who fought bloody battles and defended the motherland, so that we can have a peaceful and prosperous life.

After learning that the demon slayer belonged to the military, Wang Qianchen's eyes were a little different when he looked at Li Qianqiu, although he was still a little annoyed in his heart, but he also had a little more admiration.

"What are they going to do with my friend's body?" Wang Qianchen asked again uneasily.

"Cremation, there is a special crematorium." Zhou Junxian replied again.

After pondering for a while, Wang Qianchen still let go of Song Bo's corpse, but his eyes were always fixed on his face. Song Bo was lying on the ground, his throat completely sliced, his blood had dried up, sticky to his neck, and his face still had a look of horror that had not had time to dissipate.

"Taishang's pardon order, Chaoru lonely soul, ghosts and ghosts, four lives are gracious......" Li Qianqiu muttered in his mouth, took out the demon bell and shook it gently, and Song Bo's body disappeared.

At this moment, Wang Qianchen's tears fell, and his best friend passed away like this!

Then, Li Qianqiu concocted the same method and "exceeded" those dead dogs, and then arched his hand at Zhou Junxian and left the City God Temple.

After he left, the "Qingming Space" above the City God Temple also became invalid, and those who were still looking for dogs in the City God Temple finally saw the world that had been blocked before.

"Niuniu, Mommy has finally found you!"

"Where's my baby? Where is it? ”

"Flowey! Flower! ”

A loud shouting sounded, which can be described as a few happy and a few sad, and before these people appeared, Zhou Junxian dragged Wang Qianchen to the main hall.

……

"I'm going back, is there anything else you want to ask me?" In a corner of the main hall, Zhou Junxian asked in a low voice.

Wang Qianchen glanced up at the clay statue next to him, and asked with some uncertainty, "You...... Is it really the god of the city god? ”

"Yes!" Zhou Junxian nodded, and a hint of pride appeared in his expression.

"Then you're quite weak, you can't even handle a monster!"

"......" the corners of Zhou Junxian's mouth twitched slightly.

"No, I'm really curious, because in the legend, although the city god is not a particularly powerful god, but it is also a big bull who can guard a city, and the rat demon before should not be too powerful...... "Wang Qianchen is not disgusted with Zhou Junxian, but Li Qianqiu can kill the rat demon as a mortal, and a city god who really has a god position has nothing to do, which is indeed a bit unacceptable.

Zhou Junxian was silent for a while, sighed for a long time, and then said: "First of all, I am not a military general, I was just a doctor before I died, because I was admired by everyone, and I was canonized after my death; Secondly, I don't have a substantial physical body, so I can't carry out regular cultivation, so I can only rely on everyone's incense to first exchange my virtue in the Heavenly Realm, and then transform it into my spiritual power...... In other words, the stronger the incense, the stronger my spiritual power! ”

"Your incense is very prosperous, and people come to worship it during the New Year's holidays......"

"Don't worry, wait until I'm done." Zhou Junxian still patiently explained: "But since a hundred years ago, I suddenly lost contact with the Heavenly Realm, and the incense has never been able to change its virtue, and I can't say that it has been converted into spiritual power, even my life is maintained by this thing, so I am getting weaker and weaker...... Now as long as it's a youkai, you can ride on my head at will! I, the god of the city god, have long existed in name only, if it weren't for the existence of the demon slayer, the entire Luzhou City would have to be chaotic! ”

"Lost? Why did you lose contact? Wang Qianchen suddenly realized that he was in contact with a completely foreign world.