I have been slaying demons in the Demon Slayer Division for thirty years

The captain of the Demon Slaying Division entered the back house and immediately stopped when he saw the silver corpse broken into two pieces on the ground.

"who are you?"

The leader of the school captain asked sternly.

"The captain of Luo Jing Demon Killing School, Yan Chixiao, and Brother Zhou are the scribes of the Ministry of Things."

Yan Chixiao showed his sign, specifically emphasizing Luo Jing.

The third level of the local magistrate from the capital is equally applicable to the Demon Slayer Division. Only the most elite captains will be transferred to Kyoto.

The clerks at the Mononobu were of no rank and rank, and were more difficult to mess with than the officials in the capital. Who didn’t know that the Monobu was rich in money and money, and it was impossible to get into the Mononobu without the skills or background.

"The Demon-Slaying Captain, Ji Yue."

Ji Gang lifted up his visor, held up his hands and said, "Thank you, you two, we can handle the rest. Pang Lie, go arrange a place to stay and entertain the two adults."

"My two gentlemen, please."

Pang Lie is an older demon-slaying captain with a third-level strength.

In the Demon Slayer Jinsheng system, except for the immortal masters who "serve" for a short period of time, the lower third level is called Slaying, the middle third level is called Killing, and the upper third level is called Destruction.

In the Demon Slayer Division, where force is the most important, promotion to official positions is much faster than that of civil servants in the imperial court. However, they do not belong to the same system and are more similar to casual officials without real power.

There are also management positions such as governor and commander, who are specifically responsible for management matters.

Yan Chixiao refused: "No, Yan has to go to Mihe County. I heard that there are fish monsters making trouble there."

"I asked for leave to go back to my hometown to visit relatives, and I will stay soon."

Zhou Yi didn't want to be an eyesore, after all, it was his territory.

Ji Gang was visibly relieved after hearing this, and personally escorted the two of them out of Cui Mansion's gate, and watched them get on their horses.

Zhoujia Village is more than a hundred miles north of Hengyang County, Mihe County is northwest of Guning County, and Zhou Yi and Yan Chixiao are temporarily on the same road.

When Ji Gang walked out more than ten feet away, Yan Chixiao turned around and asked loudly.

"Master Ji, Yan wants to ask, why did you come so fast?"

"Oh? Mr. Yan has been settled in Kyoto for a long time, and he doesn't know the place. In recent years, demons have become more and more frequent."

Ji Gang had a resolute look on his face: "There have been several zombies in Hengyang that have harmed people. The county governor has issued a large number of spirit stones to keep the demon monitoring board running at all times..."

"I see, thank you for your hard work, Captain."

"It's all for the people!"

"Farewell."

Yan Chixiao shook the reins and caught up with Zhou Yi ahead.

Until the official road diverged ten miles outside Hengyang, the two no longer walked together.

Zhou Yi cupped his hands and said goodbye: "We'll say goodbye today. We'll meet again when we return to Kyoto in the future."

"sure!"

Yan Chixiao had experienced many separations between life and death, and after handing over the situation, he rode to the northwest.

Zhou Yi suddenly asked: "Farewell is about to take place, and I have a doubt. There is obviously something wrong with the Hengyang Demon Slayer Division. Why does Brother Yan ignore it?"

"As long as it's about slaying demons, why bother with so many things?"

Yan Chixiao didn't look back, his figure gradually moved away, and his voice gradually disappeared: "It's rare for people to be confused..."

Zhou Yi sighed, and the bay-red horse had the same intention and headed northeast.

…

Zhoujia Village.

Also known as Zhoujia Town, it is located in the mountainous area in the north of Hengyang.

There are four to five hundred households in the village, and 70% to 80% of them have the surname Zhou.

Zhou Yi followed the route in his memory, bypassed three hills, and saw the smoke rising from the distance.

The mountains are like the sea, and the sunset is like blood.

Zhou Yi didn't feel more timid about being close to the countryside, so the red date horse stopped at the entrance of the village.

Several children were playing, chasing back and forth around the tree, making clear and sweet laughter.

One of the older ones saw Zhou Yi and took the initiative to come over and ask, "Who are you and where do you come from?"

Zhou Yi smiled and replied: "My surname is Zhou. I come from Kyoto. I live...next to the old locust tree at the east end of the village."

The little girl with a ponytail next to her brightened up: "Is this the fifth uncle's house?"

"Yes, I am Zhou Xinfu's second son, Zhou Wenyi."

The full name of Zhouyi is Zhou Wenyi. The genealogy of the Zhou family is arranged according to benevolence, justice, etiquette, wisdom, trust, gentleness, respect, thrift, and thrift. It has been rooted in Zhoujia Village for four or five generations.

"The fifth uncle is at Jiuye's house, and the second sister is coming back today."

The little girl is innocent and does whatever Zhou Yi says.

"Master Jiu, second sister..."

Zhou Yi fell into deep thought. If the memory of his predecessor had not been confused and broken, Master Jiu would have been seventy years old when he ran away from home. He was the elder and talker in the village.

The second sister is of the same generation as Zhou Yi, and they are about the same age. They often played together when they were young.

I once heard that my second sister was engaged, and I secretly hid in bed wiping tears. Looking back now, I just sigh that the feelings of teenagers are always poetic.

Twelve years have passed, why did the second sister come back...

Zhou Yi's eyes flashed with Dharma light, and he looked towards Zhoujiacun with his spiritual eyes.

The originally peaceful smoke curled up, but only the ruins were left, and the rich Yin Qi condensed into black clouds in the sky.

When the wind blows, it changes into various shapes of monsters and monsters.

Looking down at the children at the entrance of the village, only the floating spirits were left. The little girl facing Zhou Yixiao had bloodstains on her face and a fist-sized hole in her abdomen.

The other children were either as emaciated as wood, or their bodies were separated, or their weapons were exposed, and they died in different ways...

Zhou Yi put away his spiritual eye skills, and everything returned to peace. A drop of lunar moonlight appeared in his palm, transformed into rock candy, and handed it to the little girl.

"Can you take me to Master Jiu's house?"

"Yeah, yeah."

The little girl grabbed the rock candy and quickly stuffed it into her mouth.

The Taiyin Moonlight melts in your mouth, the pure Taiyin spiritual energy blends into the ghost body, and the wounds heal slowly.

"Giggle, giggle, so sweet——"

The little girl couldn't help but let out a comfortable laugh.

Zhou Yi led the bay red horse and approached the village with the little girl, meeting many villagers along the way.

"Aunt Six."

"Uncle Hui."

"Brother Jun."

"..."

The little girl accurately called everyone's name. Most people in the village were related to each other.

Zhou Yi was wearing a brocade robe, which was incompatible with Zhoujia Village. Some people asked where it came from.

"It's Brother Yi from Uncle Wu's family."

The little girl is always the first to answer, as if she knows a little secret and can't help but share it.

"The second son of the fifth family? There was a famine in the past two years. I heard that he went to the south?"

"The little rice and noodles we had at home could really starve us to death. If we went out and had a chance, we would save a lot of money at home."

Zhou Yi answered the old man's question with a smile.

"You have talent, you deserve to be rich!"

The Fourth Master squatted in the corner and took a deep puff of his pipe: "It's just that I get old a bit fast. Why is my hair turning white even at such a young age?"

Zhou Yi laughed, not knowing how to answer.

Master Jiu's home is in the center of Zhoucun, next to the ancestral hall, and the bustling noise can be heard from a distance.

A group of people gathered outside the courtyard. Hu Kan, who was from all over the world, saw someone coming and stepped forward to greet him, bowing and escorting him into the courtyard.

After walking in, the little girl screamed happily and ran to a middle-aged man to talk.

The middle-aged man came into the yard and shouted: "Lao Wu, Lao Wu, what are you doing? Your second child is back!"

Zhou Yi led the horse and stopped three or four feet away from the courtyard gate. He was neither advancing nor retreating, and he hesitated.

"Second Brother, Second Brother is back."

The first one to come out was Zhou's mother, still holding a spoon in her hand. When she saw Zhou Yi, she rushed towards him crying.

Father Zhou was trying hard to act like a father, but his legs were weak when he walked, and he didn't know exactly what posture to use with his hands.

Finally, he patted Zhou Yi on the shoulder hard: "Okay, okay, just come back. Why cry?"

The eldest brother and the third brother came out later, their eyes red.

What made Zhou Yi happy but angry and sad was that his eldest brother was married and his sister-in-law was also named Zhou. She must have been potbellied for at least four or five months.

Zhou's father led Zhou Yi and recognized each person, fearing that he would forget his origins if he did not come back for two years.

Zhou Yi greeted everyone one by one, and none of them had the wrong seniority, which made Father Zhou feel extremely proud.

After all, it was the day when the second sister returned home. After the excitement, she continued to work on the banquet, with a total of eight tables set up.

When the sun sets, torches are lit in the yard, and the homecoming banquet officially begins.

Originally there was no place for Zhouyi, but when a wanderer returns home, he always has something to look forward to, so he is assigned to a table with the uncle's seniority.

During the dinner, it was inevitable to ask questions about how you were doing outside, whether you had a wife, and whether you could help arrange for the boys in the village to go out...

Zhou Yi agreed one by one, drank the wine into his belly, was wrapped in magic power, and vomited when he had the chance to turn around.

The younger generation is not qualified to attend the banquet, so the honest ones just carry out the dishes and work, while the shrewd ones are wandering around shouting toasts to their uncles.

The little girl came to Zhou Yi with a few playmates to ask for sweets.

Zhou Yi transformed the accumulated lunar moonlight into various candies from the previous life and scattered them all, causing a strange sound.

The banquet was bustling with people, drinking and drinking, and it was noisy and lively...