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Main Text Chapter 23: Going to the bar to catch demons, Shen Cong is promoted (1)

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    After retreating from the water curtain, the two souls return to their own bodies.

    Seeing Gu Jiuling's expressionless face, Shen Cong once again sighed in his heart about the destruction of the Gu family.

    ?In order to protect the Central Plains dynasty, the Gu family has lost countless talents for thousands of years.

    But for the sake of this piece of land under his feet, he will never turn back.

    The Gu family was full of talented people, all of whom were loyal to the country and died of fatigue.

    "The Gu family is Anxian, and the Gu family has a long-standing reputation. Once the current lineage is wiped out, the royal family of the Celestial Dynasty will definitely pay attention to it. That monster has an extraordinary history, and it is also a big monster with armor. Even if Lord Song meets the monster clone, he will still be scratching his head."

    Patting Gu Jiuling on the shoulder, Shen Congyu looked at him earnestly, "What you need to do now is to recharge your batteries, don't go looking for that big monster on your own, if you lose your life, you will be sorry  Father puts all his strength into escorting you away."

    Hearing this, Gu Jiuling stared blankly.

    That day, he woke up in the yamen.

    Hearing that there was a bloody case, he felt bad, so he went out with the police.

    In the violent wind and rain, he witnessed the death of the whole family.

    Remembering the pain and anger of that day, Gu Jiuling's eyes gradually turned red.

    Witnessing his relatives being killed by monsters, he has no clue.

    The powerlessness and frustration gradually spreading from his heart now made him feel for the first time in his life that he was too cowardly and incompetent.

    ?If you can't even guard your relatives, how can you keep your feet on the ground, how can you talk about setting the world.

    "Cultivate step by step, don't act rashly. Gu Jia Anxian, you are very talented, and you will surely avenge this blood in your lifetime. Let's rest well today, don't practice. Adjust your state, and meditate tomorrow, lest you go crazy.  Seeing that his Dao heart seemed to be unstable, Shen Cong's heart skipped a beat, and he quickly opened his lips to comfort him, and secretly urged the Qingxin spell.

    Seeing that Gu Jiuling's face calmed down, he turned his head back to the Wuwang Pavilion, Shen Cong summoned a dozen shadow guards to guard the place, and only nodded and relaxed after they came to report that Gu Jiuling was fine.

    Shen Cong turned back to Yunzhai residence, stepped out of the Nianjue step by step, entered in the golden halo, and went straight to the Duwei's mansion.

    In a courtyard inside, a man sat cross-legged in the center of the courtyard, meditating to absorb spiritual energy.

    In front of him, there was a dragon pattern embroidered spring knife floating left and right.

    Sensing someone intruding, Song Cheng, that is, the man, remained motionless, but slowly opened his lips and said: "I have nothing to do all day long, do you still regard yourself as a playboy?"

    "Why didn't you tell us about the person in the mirror?" Shen Cong looked at the Xiuchun knife floating in the air, and a ray of depth flashed away in his eyes.

    He didn't look at it carefully when looking back, but now that he took a closer look, he always felt that the Xiuchun knife was a bit

    Weird.

    It was as if a stranger was standing in front of him.

    Could it be that this Xiuchun Knife already has a magic weapon?

    At that time, Song Cheng slowly opened his eyes, got up and held the Xiuchun knife, took out a brocade handkerchief from his sleeve robe, and carefully wiped the surface of the knife.

    Shen Cong clearly saw that the expression in his eyes was extremely gentle.

    "It is recorded in Beizhen Fusi's Demon Records that the person in the mirror is a thousand-year-old monster that has existed since the pre-Qin period. As for the origin, I don't know." Song Cheng slowly shook his head, "She is too dangerous, it's not because of you  The qualifications are close. Even if it is me, I still have some reluctance to face her clone."

    Shen Congmo.

    Inserting the Xiuchun Knife into the scabbard, Song Cheng glanced at the man who suddenly broke into his courtyard: "Shen Cong, if you have nothing to do, go and look at the list. Recently, monsters have frequently appeared in Chang'an City. Don't you think you have little merit?"  What? Catch another monster, and this official will count it for you along with the achievement of delivering food this time, and I will ask you to be promoted to an official."

    Hearing this, Shen Cong raised his eyebrows: "Is this true?"

    In Jinyiwei, the higher the official rank, the more monsters you can come into contact with, and the higher the rank of monsters you can kill.

    This is beneficial to his way of cultivating immortals, why doesn't he want to get to a high position soon.

    It's a pity that it took him several years to climb up to the position of headhunter.

    "Seriously." Song Cheng waved his hands impatiently, "Go, I will take a rest today."

    "My lord, my subordinates are talking too much. Your lord wears a sword, which looks a little old. I heard that your lord is making money every day, why don't you reforge a precious sword?" Shen Cong nodded, and was about to leave, when he suddenly asked.

    Song Cheng was taken aback.

    He looked down at the scabbard at his waist, lowered his eyes and said casually: "This is a gift from an old friend of a poor and humble acquaintance."

    It was originally a deceased friend.

    Shen Cong knew that he could ask more questions about these secrets, so he bowed and left.

      Sensing that Shen Cong's breath was going away, Song Cheng stroked the scabbard, turned his head and walked into the inner room.

    Locking the door latch and setting up a barrier, he twisted the dark cabinet on the first floor of the bookcase and made a seal with both hands. The white wall in front of him trembled suddenly, and a formation appeared.

    Song Cheng stepped into it one step at a time, and when he stopped again, he was already in another world.

    After the formation, there is a courtyard.

    In the center of the courtyard, a crooked pear tree stood alone quietly.

    The breeze blows slowly, and the pear blossoms in the house are white.

    Song Cheng let out a deep breath, and suddenly stepped forward.  When he approached the pear tree swaying in the wind and smelled the fragrance of flowers, he seemed to be timid again and stopped abruptly.

    "That day, I saw her again." Song Cheng looked at Li Shu and slowly lowered his head.

    He is still the same as before, even if he only faces her clone, he is powerless.

    "You¡ª" Would you blame him for being clumsy and incompetent?

    Song Cheng stretched out his hand to caress a hanging branch, sighing deeply.

    Passing by the sealed Huamanlou, Shen Cong stopped slowly.

    Thinking of what he saw on the parchment scroll, a sullen anger rose in his heart.

    Forget it, since Chen Xin and He Qi are investigating, he doesn't have to intervene.

    With this in mind, Shen Cong restrained his murderous intent, and walked towards another corner around the corner.

    The Goulan courtyard in this area has been around for several years, and there are still many beggars squatting in the depths of the alley.  Among them, there was a little beggar who was only in his prime, and when he saw Shen Cong coming in, his eyes suddenly widened.

    "Brotherbehindthe white clothes¡ª" He stretched out his hand, pointing tremblingly behind Shen Cong.

    Shen Cong had already sensed the cold air behind him, so he didn't panic, stopped and turned his head calmly, looking at the male ghost in white who was following him.

    "I'm not your relative, hurry up and go to reincarnation. The end of your first seven is approaching." In order to avoid causing panic, Shen Cong spoke to him via voice transmission.

    The male ghost was wet all over, exuding a salty smell.

    He bowed his head to Shen Cong, his eyes turning red: "My lord, I don't mean to offend you, I just want to see my wife and children, the infant baby, and my sixty-year-old mother."

    Shen Cong made some calculations with his fingers, and remained silent for a while.

    This white-clothed male ghost was doing business abroad. When he was out at sea, he encountered a shipwreck. The fleet hit a rock, sank to the bottom of the sea, and died in it.

    Because of the reluctance in his heart, the male ghost returned to Chang'an from the customs all the way, just to see his wife and children at home.
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