Ninth-rank demon-slaying guards will never be promoted Chapter Thirteen Blue Flame, the Turtle Demon Accompanied by Life and Death【For further reading】
Chapter Thirteen Blue Flame, the Turtle Demon Accompanied by Life and Death【For further reading】
Are all today’s ruffians so sensible?
The classic scenes that Cui Qinghe saw in his previous life were all lies.
And a few strong men are pretty good at being a good person.
Seemingly seeing a bit of jealousy in many people's envy towards Cui Qinghai, he turned back and said to everyone.
"Master Cui has just taken office, which is a big event for Tianhe Street, so today's protection fees will be halved!"
The eyes of the neighbors were all bright.
"Thank you, Brother Zhao!"
"Go, go, what are you talking about? What are you thanking me for? It's all because of Mr. Cui. Let me thank Mr. Cui!" The strong man raised his right fist high while looking at the purple-clothed boy walking towards him with a smile.
With a little cold sweat.
The young man in purple clothes walked over with a smile. He looked handsome, but it made his heart tighten unconsciously.
The terrible Cui Ziyi.
"Cui Ziyi, you are here."
Although Cui Qinghe did not make things difficult for him, Zhao Jun may have an instinctive fear of Cui Qinghe's identity, so he left in a hurry without saying a few words.
The local ruffians used to be most afraid of the government, but now they are even more afraid of the demon-killing guards.
Come on, in the past, the government could only catch some extremely evil people, but now the Demon-Slaying Guards deal with mysterious cases and kill those terrible monsters. Some Demon-Slaying Guards are infected by monsters and have weird personalities, which are even more scary.
Bar.
"Qinghe is here?"
Fang Zhiwan heard the sound and walked out, wearing a plain white apron, but her skin was even whiter, and her sweat was as clear as spring dew. Fang Zhiwan twisted her hands and tucked a strand of hair behind her ears, her smile glowing.
Cui Qinghe looked away for a moment.
It's all the fox demon's fault.
Now when he sees Fang Zhiwan, if he doesn't pay attention, he will automatically imagine some beautiful pictures, which makes him look at Fang Zhiwan unnaturally now.
He sat in the pork shop for a while.
To be honest.
After all, he went to Tianhe to become an official.
He must be taking care of the elder brother and sister-in-law's business. He is wearing purple clothes and sitting here. With Cui Qinghe's reputation, no one will dare to mess up the pork shop's business, and with a little bit of Demon Slaying Secretary
With this relationship, everyone will feel more confident when buying pork, and business will naturally improve.
Although he usually doesn't deal with his eldest brother, he still has to do what he has to do, not to mention that he doesn't do it all for his eldest brother's face.
Sure enough, the neighbors carried their own dishes and came over to ask for help.
"Brother Cui, look at my fish. They are all caught right now. They are still fresh."
"Brother Cui family, come on, here are two roast chickens. They are our free-range chickens. Mr. Cui usually works hard to kill demons and demons, so I can make up for Mr. Cui."
Not much longer.
There is no extra space on Cui Qinghai’s body to hang anything.
This made Fang Zhiwan snicker, and then he nodded to Cui Qinghe. Cui Qinghe could see the pride in Fang Zhiwan's expression.
look!
I have a younger brother who is a demon slayer guard.
How respectful our neighbors are!
suddenly.
"Boss, are you still selling pork?" a young voice sounded.
It turned out that a little boy had been waiting in front of the pork shop for a long time.
It turns out that Cui Qinghai has been receiving gifts.
No time to care about him.
Finally I couldn't help but ask.
This little boy is cute and well-behaved, with pink and white skin and long eyelashes, giving him a fluffy look. However, he has a bit of a youthful and mature look, which always makes people feel old-fashioned.
Cui Qinghai put everything on the ground, then quickly got up and loaded the little boy with a piece of white pork belly.
Watching the little boy's leaving figure.
Cui Qinghe narrowed his eyes.
"This little boy comes to buy pork at this time every day. At such a young age, he can help the adults in the family share the burden. He must be a good and sensible boy." Fang Zhiwan said with a chuckle.
Cui Qinghe chuckled lightly when he heard this.
"What a pity, this is a monster."
"ah?"
Fang Zhiwan was surprised for a moment, but the next moment, he saw Cui Qinghe chasing after him with a light figure.
The little boy who comes here every day to buy meat.
Is it a monster?
Cui Qinghe could tell at a glance that the little boy was not human.
Body shape transformation.
Followed all the way.
The little boy didn't walk very fast, with a steady pace. He was obviously short in stature, but he walked like an old man. He walked through the streets and alleys, and finally came to a dilapidated house.
Cui Qinghe stood at a high place, condescending.
Everything is in sight.
The little boy returned to the courtyard, and suddenly the demonic aura spread out. He dwarfed and turned into a giant-shelled turtle. The turtle's shell was mottled and old, with green moss growing in the gaps. The lines on it seemed to record the turtle.
It has been infected by too many years.
There was a piece of pork belly in its mouth.
He slowly placed it on the table.
"Uncle, thank you."
From deep in the house, a weak old voice came, the voice seemed to have unsteady breath, and he called the big turtle "Uncle."
The old turtle didn't answer.
Walking towards the outside, the old man in the house has long been used to it. Every day, the uncle will bring some food, and why the meat is always difficult to process, the uncle has also explained-only that pork shop
Sell him food.
The old turtle walked around outside the house.
The tortoise's tear-stained eyes stared at the mountains in the distance for a while, and suddenly it spoke.
The voice is childish but old-fashioned: "Cui Ziyi, I have no intention of doing evil, I am just a victim of pollution in the world."
Cui Qinghe walked out from the side, and the breeze blew his purple clothes, like purple sun burning in the sun.
"I can see that you are not an evil demon, otherwise I would have taken action."
At that time, Cui Qinghe did not take action directly in front of the pork shop, but followed him all the way here. There were three reasons in total.
First, it is a downtown area. If you do it, it will cause a lot of unnecessary trouble.
Second, the behavior of this turtle spirit is logically normal. It is obviously a demon with good intentions. In other words, it should have been a spiritual beast before the river of blood hung down. After being polluted, it became a demon. It will not do evil, let alone make trouble.
Three, the little boy's body was burning with a dark blue flame.
After Cui Qinghe rejected the transfer from the Southern Territory.
Because three cases were solved in a row, three clusters of flames burned together at that time.
One of the clusters was purple, which was the brightest, causing Cui Qinghe to almost ignore the remaining two clusters of blue flames.
Mist appeared in Cui Qinghe's eyes, and the blue flame burned and swayed constantly, hanging on the old turtle's body.
He sat down slowly. From the old turtle's body, he could only see the traces of time, the vicissitudes of life, and the thick stories. The old turtle in front of him was like a yellowed book, which recorded too many.
"Why don't Cui Ziyi leave? Are you unwilling to let me go? I don't have sharp claws, so I am no match for you."
Although Old Turtle said this, he seemed to take it lightly and still stared at the distant mountains.
"Old senior, you misunderstood. I saw the changes in the mountains and rivers, the change of day and night, and the changes of the times from behind you. I was confused for a moment. I am only nineteen years old and I am full of curiosity about this world, including your story, senior."
"I do have a lot of stories."
"Are you willing to listen?"
Old Turtle turned around and faced Cui Qinghe, a pair of turbid eyes seemed to flash with light.
"Junior is naturally willing."
The turtle demon recalled it for a while, his voice old and vicissitudes of life.