I glanced at my watch, and it was already half past three in the afternoon.

Chen Yu stood at the door of Milong's house, the door was open and a crack was opened, and there was a sound of knocking and a rebuke from Meng's father. The harsher Father Meng's scolding, the more powerful the dragon struck the hammer.

There was a smell of fireworks in the courtyard, Lei Bao locked his little brows and walked out unhappy, and saw Chen Yu standing at the door of his house, sitting on the steps with his little head tilted.

Chen Yu sat beside him and stroked Lei Bao's little head: "Why are you angry, your father Long provoked you?" ”

"It's not." Lei Bao said.

"Why is that?"

Lei Bao sighed with an innocent face: "The stinky guy came back to make me a small desk, but Grandpa Meng said that the stinky guy disturbed him reading, and I said I didn't want a small desk, but the stinky guy was angry." The two of them have been angry, their mother wants to cook and ignore them, grandma wants to persuade Grandpa Meng, but Grandpa Meng still scolds grandma. ”

"Oh."

Chen Yu picked up Lei Bao, pricked his delicate face with his sparse beard, made Lei Bao laugh, and nested in Chen Yu's arms without moving.

Hearing Lei Bao's laughter outside, Shangguan ran out with an apron on his body and a spatula in his hand. She thought that there was a flower to lure Lei Bao, but when she saw that Chen Yu was sitting outside teasing Lei Bao, her moving face showed a smile.

"It turned out to be Brother Chen, the meal will be ready soon, wait for everyone to eat together."

Chen Yu put down Lei Bao: "Don't bother, sister-in-law." I'll just take a look and leave right away. ”

"Where to speak, don't you see the outside."

Shangguan stopped: "You and Milong are brothers, and this is also your home, so you can't say the word trouble." If you talk about trouble, it is still the dragon who troubles you in the army, and there is no day when our mother and son do not worry about food and clothing. ”

"I'll leave right away."

"Don't go, although the food in the army is full, it is not as fragrant as the food at home. It just so happened that I asked Milong to call Camp Chief Meng, and everyone had a meal here, and I fried a few more dishes. ”

"Don't."

Shangguan didn't wait for Chen Yu, and asked Lei Bao to hug Chen Yu's thigh to prevent him from leaving, and he walked into the courtyard and kicked the dragon to make him settle down. The kicked dragon did not dare to complain at all, in the past, if someone kicked the dragon like this, it was indispensable to have a chicken and dog jump.

Satisfied with such a petty fight, the man lost the shrewdness of the philistine he had at the containment station, and smirked and put down the hammer and put away the half-made small desk.

"The big girl is beautiful, the big girl is lang, the big girl walks into the green yarn tent ······"

Twisting his big buttocks, Milong now looks like a male bird in courtship, twisting what he thinks is a beautiful Yangge, striding around the yard. After turning around a few times, Father Meng in the inner courtyard couldn't help it, and rushed out with a book, swearing to knock it on the dragon to the death.

Meng's mother followed closely behind, desperately pulling Meng's father's arm.

Father Meng scolded: "The country is ruined, you military man doesn't know how to protect your family and defend the country, but you sing obscene songs here and throw them into the face of the country's soldiers!" No wonder our soldiers are about to collapse at the touch of a button, most of them are snakes, insects, rats and ants like you. ”

Mi Long glanced at Father Meng, and continued to twist Yangge: "My Lang! Lang~~~"

"Go!"

"Twist it a little longer, it's good."

Shangguan: "Lost Dragon!" ”

Under the order of the kitchen officer, Milong ran out of the courtyard quickly, and saw Chen Yu sitting on the doorstep with Lei Bao in his arms, and Lei Bao was playing with Chen Yu's pistol. For safety, Chen Yu didn't dare to install the magazine.

What boy can refuse a shiny little pistol from childhood, and Lei Bao is no exception.

Mi Long walked by: "Be careful not to hurt my son." ”

"You think I'm like you, and I don't even have a magazine."

Chen Yuwei smiled: "Your bed is broken again, knocking and beating inside?" ”

"Why are you talking so well?" Milong rubbed Lei Bao in Chen Yu's arms: "Son, go buy candy with your father, buy a bunch of sugar." ”

Lei Bao was fiddling with the Colt M1911 pistol: "Don't go, don't go, eat candy and get tooth decay." ”

"Good son."

"Stinky scoundrel!"

After saying a few extremely light words, Mi Long was still surprised why Lei Bao would nest quietly in Chen Yu's arms, and he would hit and kick when he hugged him a little. This guy used the meat jokes from the northeast countryside to convey to the officials who love to know the books and rites, and only know how to use their best for their wives and children.

It's a shame that Shangguan understands that Milong is good to him, otherwise the ghost appearance of Milong can scare the big girl into tears, not to mention expressing his heart with vulgar and unbearable obscene lyrics and songs in the countryside.

The lost dragon left, and the shouting and scolding of Meng's father inside also stopped.

Then came another voice from Meng's father: "Is the meal ready, three meals a day, and all seasons are safe." ”

"It's coming, uncle, don't worry." Shangguan replied slightly apologetically.

Holding Lei Bao, Chen Yu kicked open the door and walked in. Father Meng, who was sitting at the big wooden table in the courtyard, was startled, and saw Chen Yu with a straight face, and Lei Bao in his arms was still holding a pistol, and turned his head away stupidly.

Chen Yu's wish was fulfilled, and Father Meng finally quieted down and picked up a copy of "History of the Song Dynasty" to read.

When he saw "History of the Song Dynasty", Chen Yu had a general understanding of the family background of the Nula family, and he could only say that he had a lot of wealth. "History of the Song Dynasty" is the longest history book among the 24 histories, and it is not easy to have such a book in this world.

After waiting for more than ten minutes, someone walked in outside the door, it was not spicy, snake butt and want hemp and bean cakes, and these people poked their heads out to see. When he saw Chen Yu sitting in the courtyard, Bu Ra stretched out his index finger and hooked it.

"Come out!"

Chen Yu was confused holding Lei Bao, so he had to walk out.

"What's wrong?" Chen Yu walked out and saw a person.

Bu Spicy secretly poked and poked in Chen Yu's ear and said: "This girl is very good-looking, and when she asked the people of the Sichuan Army in the city, she said that you dropped something." Isn't it the romantic debt you provoked outside, and now people are chasing after you at home, solve Hazi! ”

"Merry uncle, be careful that a few of you are infected with amorous disease."

"No, it can't be."

Bu Lai poked Chen Yu with his elbow: "The whole people helped me give me a few small pockets, specially for that thing, and I said that I can't get sick." The Allied brothers are using it, so tell a few of us to try it too. ”

Hearing this, Chen Yu is full of black lines, is this considered cultural input?

Two hours ago, Chen Yu bumped into a black man with a huge sack on his back in a trance, and the books in his hand were scattered all over the ground and forgotten on the road, and now someone came to the door to return the dropped books to him.

Yang Xiabing, that is, the third aunt who was kicked out of the house. She stood on the side of the road with a vegetable basket in one hand and a bunch of old books in the other, more than 20 meters away from the door of Milong's house. Standing on tiptoe to look, he smiled when he saw Chen Yu, picked up the old book and shook it.

Walking over with Lei Bao in her arms, she lowered her head in embarrassment until Chen Yu walked in front of her.

"This seems to be your book, I saw it on the way home from grocery shopping, and I was taken home to cook several books, and the rest is here." She said with her head down.

"Thank you." It seems that apart from thanks, Chen Yu can't say a second sentence.

Yang Xiabing raised his head and asked, "Is this your ······?"

"Not my son." Chen Yu explained: "My brother's son, help him bring it. ”

"Oh."

"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.