The weather was very hot and dry, but when Zhou Yan came to the pergola, he could still feel a cool breeze blowing.

With a unique aroma of plants and trees, it is rare to be quiet.

The two were still concentrating on playing chess, and they didn't notice that Zhou Yan had come over.

At this time, Zhou Yan was also stunned when he saw the appearance of the middle-aged man clearly.

This middle-aged man who played chess with President Jiang's father was clearly the one he saw in the manager office of Luyuan Bus Group.

When he signed a contract with Lao Hutou, this middle-aged man drank tea next to him, but he didn't say a word.

I didn't expect to meet again here.

The husband of President Jiang's eldest sister?

Zhou Yan's face was a little strange, if it was really related, did he still have to call him brother-in-law?

However, in this life, I haven't talked about President Jiang's eight characters, so I don't need to really compare that relationship.

Zhou Yan looked at the chessboard and played chess.

The chessboard is a white jade chessboard, and the chess pieces are also shiny and full, and they are packed in a sandalwood box.

When the chess pieces fall on the chessboard, they can make a very crisp and beautiful sound, which is also a rare enjoyment.

The old man plays red chess, and the middle-aged man plays black chess.

Zhou Yan looked at the situation on the old man's side, well, open and close, go straight to Huanglong, and see no decline.

The hooves of the Han army have been broken, the carriages and horses are trapped, and it is clear that they are already anxious.

It's just that this 'Chu Army' seems to have left a hand.

...

"Haha, General!"

Jiang Weimin rushed forward with enthusiasm.

Xia Changhe returned unhurriedly, he noticed a young man standing next to Jiang Weimin, and when he saw that it was Zhou Yan, he was slightly stunned, but he still smiled at Zhou Yan.

This young man who impressed him at Hongcheng Station didn't know why he appeared at his father-in-law's house.

You can ask later.

Jiang Weimin stared, analyzed for a while, and finally came out of the horse.

Seeing Xia Changhe's wandering spirit, he didn't like to say: "Play chess, play chess, where to look." ”

"Okay."

Xia Changhe smiled, glanced at the chessboard, and moved the cannon that went deep behind the enemy lines.

"Hey, what are you doing here, kid."

Jiang Weimin was puzzled, but there was no cannon to block it, so Jiang Weimin had to casually get on a small soldier to cross the river.

Zhou Yan watched from behind, estimating that the old man's level was not good, and he didn't know that his hometown was stolen, so he subconsciously said, "Go back." ”

Jiang Weimin turned his head and saw a young man standing next to him, and he didn't care why he was here, but glared directly: "Don't speak, watch the chess and don't speak." ”

Xia Changhe nodded to Zhou Yan and said hello, but didn't say anything.

At this time, Jiang Weimin also directly came to cross the river with a small soldier.

"Dad, why don't you think about it again?"

Xia Changhe reminded loudly.

"Don't think about it." Jiang Weimin said very confidently.

"Let's go next." Xia Changhe reluctantly put the gun on the mount.

The mediocre pawn who followed the cannon in the Han army camp also played the role of a gun mount.

"Impossible."

Jiang Weimin just wanted to move the general to dodge the cannon, but found that the opposite side opened the door widely, and he had the momentum of a general.

"Okay, it's yin enough."

Jiang Weimin blew his beard and glared, looking at Xia Changhe, "Regret chess, you must regret chess!" ”

"Okay."

Xia Changhe moved the chess pieces and returned to the time when Jiang Weimin had not yet raised the army.

Jiang Weimin thought that there seemed to be a guy who said a word return just now, he looked at it again and again, and his eyes lit up, and he moved the car to eat the pawn, and the death was solved immediately.

"The guy is still a little useful." Jiang Weimin glanced at Zhou Yan with a smile.

Zhou Yan rolled his eyes and didn't say anything.

No matter how you play the stinky chess basket, you lose.

Sure enough, three minutes later, Jiang Weimin blew his beard and glared again: "Regret chess, you must regret chess." ”

"Dad, you've repented three times." Xia Changhe was a little helpless.

"One more repentance." Jiang Weimin moved the chess pieces back and looked back at Zhou Yan: "Stinky guy, what do you say you should do." ”

"Get on the horse." Zhou Yan glanced at Xia Changhe sympathetically.

Five minutes later, the Chu army was defeated.

Jiang Weimin looked at Xia Changhe proudly: "How is it, it's amazing." ”

"Well, Dad is amazing." Xia Changhe nodded.

Jiang Weimin was very proud, he turned around and said with a smile: "The guy is a little level, you come and follow me." ”

"Not so good."

"It's okay, I'll take a look from the side." Xia Changhe stood up and nodded at Zhou Yan.

"Okay, let's have a little fun."

Zhou Yan sat up.

Jiang Weimin waved his hand very gracefully: "You strike first." ”

Zhou Yan took a step forward and jumped directly off the horse, Jiang Weimin didn't even think about the small soldier on top.

Zhou Yan set up the cannon unhurriedly.

"Be serious." Jiang Weimin glared at Zhou Yan.

Who does this guy look down on, he is so murderous.

However, at such a young age, Jiang Weimin doesn't pay much attention to it, and he is also well-roaming.

About ten steps, Jiang Weimin's face is no longer leisurely but serious, and on the other hand, Zhou Yan still has the posture of playing with you to kill time.

"Good boy, let me take my chance."

Jiang Weimin picked up a horse, slapped it violently, and made a snapping sound: "General." ”

Zhou Yan looked at the situation and put the black car directly on the top, so that the red horse couldn't jump, and at the same time he had to eat one of his red cannons.

"Good boy, it's more yin than the long river."

Jiang Weimin immediately withdrew the gun.

One of Zhou Yan's black cannons moved three steps sideways, and said lightly: "Will." ”

Jiang Weimin turned his horse and blocked the black cannon, and Zhou Yan directly pushed the black pawn to the end: "Again." ”

"Don't go down, don't go down, don't talk about martial arts, don't respect the old at all."

Jiang Weimin blew his beard and glared.

"Stinky chess basket." Zhou Yan pouted.

"What do you say? What stinky chess basket? ”

Jiang Weimin glared at the bull's eye, "One more game, this game will kill you." ”

"Okay." Zhou Yan smiled.

"That Zhou Yan, save some face for my dad." Xia Changhe couldn't help but say.

"Don't speak." The old man glared at Xia Changhe and looked at Zhou Yan: "You can go down, you don't have to let me." ”

Zhou Yan nodded seriously.

Five minutes later.

"Regret the move, you must regret the move!" Jiang Weimin blew his beard and glared at Zhou Yan.

"Well, you've already repented of this old one seven times." Zhou Yan reminded.

Jiang Weimin's face was flushed, and when Zhou Yan said this, he couldn't stand it, he smiled and said, "The last time, the last time." ”

Three minutes later.

"Repent of chess, I don't believe it, I can't kill you."

"That's the eighth time."

"One last time."

Zhou Yan estimated that if he didn't lose, the old man would be able to regret it forever, and he deliberately sold a flaw.

The two cannons were eaten, the middle door of the Chu army was wide open, and the old man smashed the Yellow Dragon.

"Hey, hey, win, win."

Jiang Weimin looked at Zhou Yan proudly, and said shamelessly: "But that's it, but that's it, the young man still owes a few years of polishing." ”

"You're right."

Zhou Yan rolled his eyes.

At this time, Xia Changhe, who had been quietly watching chess next to him, couldn't help but ask, "Zhou Yan, why are you here?" ”

"You didn't bring it here?" Jiang Weimin was also stunned when he heard Xia Changhe's words.

He looked at Zhou Yan scrutinically: "Say it, guy, how did you sneak to my house." ”

"That, I'll say it, don't hit me." Zhou Yan said mysteriously.

"It's okay, I promise not to hit you." Jiang Weimin felt that this young man had a good appetite, and he probably saw himself playing chess in the yard, so he came to take a look, and he didn't care much.

He thought that he would have to play a few more games with this young man in the future, so that he could see what it meant to be a Taoist skill.

Zhou Yan glanced at Xia Changhe, then at Jiang Weimin, and whispered: "That, I'm Ripple's boyfriend." ”

"Brother Shen!"

"Hmm!"

Shen Changqing walked on the road, and when he met someone he knew well, he would say hello to each other or nod his head.

But it doesn't matter who it is.

There was no superfluous expression on everyone's face, as if they were very indifferent to everything.

on this.

Shen Changqing is used to it.

Because this is the Demon Suppression Division, it is an institution that maintains the stability of Great Qin, and its main responsibility is to kill demons and monsters, and of course there are some other side jobs.

Arguably.

In the Demon Suppression Division, everyone has a lot of blood on their hands.

When a person is accustomed to seeing life and death, then he will become indifferent to many things.

When he first came to this world, Shen Changqing was a little uncomfortable, but over time he got used to it.

The Demon Suppression Division is huge.

The people who can stay in the Demon Suppression Division are all powerful masters, or people who have the potential to become masters.

Shen Changqing belongs to the latter.

Among them, the Demon Suppression Division is divided into two professions, one is the town guard and the other is the demon exterminator.

Anyone who enters the Demon Suppression Division starts with the lowest level of demon slayer.

Then step by step, he is expected to become a town guard.

Shen Changqing's predecessor was a trainee demon slayer in the Demon Suppression Division, and he was also the lowest level of the demon slayer envoys.

Have memories of the predecessor.

He is also very familiar with the environment of the Demon Suppression Division.

It didn't take long for Shen Changqing to stop in front of an attic.

Unlike other places full of slaughter, the attic here seems to stand out from the crowd, and in the bloody Demon Suppression Division, it presents a different tranquility.

At this time, the attic door is open, and there are occasional people entering and exiting.

Shen Changqing only hesitated for a moment, and then stepped in.

Access to the attic.

The environment has changed in vain.

A burst of ink fragrance mixed with the faint smell of blood came to his face, making his brow furrow instinctively, but quickly stretched.

The smell of blood on everyone's body in the Demon Suppression Division is almost impossible to clean.