Urban Demon Slayer

Qiankun Bag, Wang Qianchen had heard Bianzhuan mention it before. At that time, Song Chongjian, the commander-in-chief of [Monster Slayer], just showed his ability to "catch the demon sword in the void", which surprised him, so Bianzhuan said it was strange. Yes, Zhou Junxian also has a similar spiritual tool.

If there is such a thing, life, travel, and battle are quite convenient.

"Can someone give it to me?" Wang Qianchen hesitated.

"Hey, that old man fooled you into being a monster slayer, how can you live without some treasures? Go ahead, he will definitely give it to you!" Banzhuan vowed.

"Okay, let's have a try." Wang Qianchen agreed immediately, then went out of the basement and went straight to the Temple of the City God.

...

In the city, on the pedestrian street, in a barber shop.

This barber shop is not big or small, and the facade is a bit worn. It has been at least 20 years and there are only three haircutting masters. There are quite a lot of customers. There are six or seven queuing. Chat on the sofa and chair.

The small shop is very warm and the price is not expensive. All the customers who come here are old customers, and everyone knows each other for a long time.

Everyone was talking when the glass door was suddenly pushed open, and a young man dressed in ordinary walked in. This young man's appearance is ordinary, except for one mouth that is open up and down, looking a bit hideous and terrifying, as if it was born like this, everyone just glanced at it, and continued to chat, not staring at other people's flaws. Seeing is a basic morality and courtesy.

"Cut your hair?" the oldest teacher asked with a smile.

"Ah, just take a look!" The young man replied, his eyes swept across the ground full of broken hair, he swallowed softly in his throat, and then walked around the store.

Seeing that he didn't mean to cut his hair, the master didn't pay any attention to him, and continued to work on the job at hand, while joking with the customers around him.

"Have you seen the national football team? Lost again!"

"Hehe, I don't see it, it's too annoying!"

The young man walked around the store, and suddenly pointed to the door and shouted, "Look, there are flying saucers!"

Customers and chefs looked out of the store one after another. The streets were crowded with people and the atmosphere was harmonious. What kind of flying saucers could there be? When everyone turned around, they saw a shocking scene. The gaped young man was lying on the ground, sticking out his tongue and sucking frantically among those broken hairs!

Where did the pervert come from!

Everyone was astonished, thinking that they were insane, so they got up and ran out.

Only a few masters held scissors and said tremblingly, "You...what are you doing?"

The gapped youth ignored them, just lying on the ground like a bulldozer, constantly wandering among the broken hair. After about a few minutes, he stood up, wiped his mouth full of broken hair, smiled contentedly and said, "It's okay, I see that your floor is dirty, so help to clean it up! Haha, I'm so sorry to disturb everyone!"

The gaping youth bowed politely, then turned to go out.

The masters in the room looked at each other, no one had ever seen such a strange person!

...

on the pedestrian street.

"We are pests, we are pests..."

The young man in the gap was in a happy mood. He was humming a little tune in the cross talk while striding on the bustling road. When he passed a deep alley, a pair of big hands suddenly stretched out and dragged him into the alley!

"I was wrong, I was wrong, I've never killed anyone, please let me go!" The young man was so frightened that he instinctively turned and knelt on the ground, and kowtowed his head vigorously. The head was bleeding and it didn't stop.

"Don't yell, it's me!" The five-flavored man in a Taoist robe hissed at him.

"Grass, why are you... Scared me to death, I thought it was a monster slayer!" The young man stood up and patted his chest hard, his face turning pale.

"Haha, went to eat scalp again?" said the five-flavored person with a smile.

"Isn't it? In fact, my favorite drink is blood, especially the blood of the spirit of all things. That stuff is really a big supplement... But there's no way, there are monster slayers. I drank it a few times before, and the result was They were targeted, and now I can only eat a little of their scalp!" The young man sighed, obviously feeling very sorry, "How about you, why did you come here?"

"Hey, I have something to ask you for help, please drink human blood when it's over!" The five-flavored people rubbed their hands together, and their small eyes flashed.

"Just based on our relationship, how can you help me? Even if you say it, it doesn't matter whether you go up the mountain of swords or go down to the sea of ​​fire, but if I frown, my whole family will die!" All lit up, and quickly said the most commonly used curse in the human world.

"Go kill a monster with me..."

"call out--"

Before the five flavors could finish speaking, the young man slammed his legs and jumped high, and he was about to jump out of this alley!

Fortunately, the five flavor people were already prepared, grabbed his leg, and dragged him back again.

"Hehe, play this game with me, I am your ancestor!" said the Five Taste people happily.

"You can do it, slaying the monster, how many lives do you have..." The young man wailed.

"I killed it, not you, you just need to do me a favor and let you have a full blood meal after the event is over..." The five-flavored man grabbed the young man's ears and explained softly.

"Then if you say that, I have the bottom line..." The young man nodded while listening.