Chapter 492 Retreat

The process of joining the Imperial Preceptor's Office was very smooth. He received his badge and was given a place to live. With no tasks for the time being, there were very few things to do in the Imperial Preceptor's Office. When he had nothing to do, he went out to find something to eat.

I had just received some money from the Imperial Preceptor's Mansion, so naturally I wanted to go out and spend some money, and also see if there was any place where I could find out information about the 'Devil's Will'.

Restaurant.

Wu Chong walked into the restaurant swaggeringly.

He had passed by here twice before but didn't dare to come up. Transformation can avoid the attention of most human practitioners, but this is the capital. There were too many masters. For example, the ascetic he met before noticed something was wrong. If he hadn't run so fast, he might have been captured.

"Sir, what do you want to eat?"

The waiter is just an ordinary person. When he sees a guest coming, he immediately comes over to greet him.

"More good wine and meat."

Wu Chong smashed a silver coin on the table.

He had wanted to spend money like this a long time ago, and now that he had received the salary from the Imperial Master's Office, he just wanted to experience it. Isn't this kind of simple and unpretentious life what the grizzly bear dreams of? In other words, the grizzly bear spirit is timid, otherwise Wu Chong would have wanted to go back to the mountain and call Brother Xiong over.

"okay!!"

The waiter yelled and went down to notify the kitchen that food was being served.

Wu Chong was sitting by the window. As soon as he took a sip of water, he saw a group of people rushing up with a compass.

When other people around him saw this, they dispersed one after another, looking at the location of the restaurant in horror.

"The Demon Slayer Department is at work!"

Wu Chong was stunned for a moment when he heard the sound. But soon, this group of people rushed up, and the leader was the shop owner who was standing next to him when he was discovered by the ascetic on the street.

"Sir, it's him!"

The boss hid behind the experts of the Demon Slayer Department and testified cautiously.

Last time, out of curiosity, he had a few more chats with the old monk. Out of good intentions, the old monk told him to be careful about the weird man wearing a bamboo hat, and bluntly said that he might be a monster.

To ordinary people, monsters can eat people!

The shop owner was frightened on the spot. Later, the more he thought about it, the more frightened he became. After the old monk left, he tossed and turned and couldn't sleep. Thinking of the generous reporting bonus from the Demon Slayer Department, I gritted my teeth and came to report. For this reason, he specially asked the clerk in the shop to find Wu Chong's discarded cloak in the alley. The positioning compass deployed this time relied on the cloak for positioning.

"You, come with us."

The leading master looked at the demon-seeking plate in his hand and said to Wu Chong.

The masters of the Demon Slayer Division are experienced in many battles, and the clothes and swords on each of them are blessed with runes. After entering, they immediately dispersed, and even the downstairs outside the windows were guarded, blocking Wu Chong's possibility of escaping.

"Everyone, I'm afraid there is some misunderstanding here."

Wu Chong did not expect that the Demon Slayer Division would move so quickly. He was immediately found after just a slight exposure.

"If there is any misunderstanding, you must come with us."

The leading master stepped closer, his hand resting on his saber so that he could draw it at any time.

"There is no need to get rid of the Yaosi. Sir, what do you think?"

As he spoke, Wu Chong slowly took out his waist card and placed it on the table. I finally hugged it on my lap, isn't it just for showing off my power at times like this?

The three characters "Guo Shi Fu" are clearly visible on the domino.

"National Preceptor's Mansion?!"

Once the matter involves the National Preceptor's Office, the trouble will be big. Many people at the top know that the Imperial Master is a great demon, a thousand-year-old demon king, and that the destruction of the previous dynasty was related to the Imperial Master. As the demon elimination force inherited from the previous dynasty, their Demon Slayer Department knows the strength of the Imperial Master best. It was precisely because he understood that he knew how troublesome it would be to involve the National Preceptor.

A big monster who can securely hold the position of national advisor in two dynasties cannot be shaken by a small person like him. The most important point is that the people at the bottom don't know that this kind of thing cannot spread downwards under any circumstances.

Caused panic, even his ten heads, a small commander, were not enough to compensate.

"It turns out he is an expert from the National Preceptor's Office, disrespectful."

"polite."

Wu Chong has been a veteran for many years, and he is familiar with such things as pulling tiger skins.

Seeing that the young leader of the Demon Slayer Department was still standing there, he smiled and waved to him again.

"Sir, would you like to come over for a drink?"

"No."

The young leader of the Demon Slayer Department forced out an ugly smile, then waved and said to the others.

"Collect the team."

The group of people came and left just as quickly, and they were all gone in the blink of an eye. At this time, the waiter downstairs dared to poke his head out and cautiously brought up the food and wine that Wu Chong had ordered.

Street outside.

The store owner was confused and had no idea what was going on. Why did he withdraw after seeing a token? Didn't you say you want to get rid of demons?

If the demon is not eliminated, how will the reward for reporting it be calculated?

"My lord, my reward?"

Thinking of this, he couldn't help but ask.

"Reward for money? False reporting of demon traces is a waste of resources! Take him back to me for interrogation and find out if there is anyone behind him." When the young leader who was already angry heard this, he took advantage of the situation and took his temper to the shop owner. body.

"Ah? Your Excellency, you are wrong. That person is really a monster. Master Fa Ming said this himself."

The store owner was panicked when he heard this. How could a good report become like this?

It's just that the angry masters of the Demon Slayer Department next to him were not Qingtian lords, so they dragged him down.

After dealing with the shop owner, the young leader looked back at the restaurant behind him.

At the window seat, the monster was still slowly drinking wine. When he saw him looking back, he raised his glass to challenge him. It was probably a provocation, that's what he meant anyway.

‘One day, I will kill all you monsters! ’

After pinching his sword, the young leader turned and left in the direction of the Demon Slayer Division.

Black Tower.

During the Wei Dynasty, this was the Demon Slayer Department. After the founding of the New Dynasty, the Demon Slayer Division changed its flag and became the Demon Slayer Division of the Chen Dynasty. In addition to changing the logo, the Monster Exterminator is still responsible for eradicating all monsters in the territory.

The young leader who failed to slay the demons took his men back to the black tower of the Demon Slayer Department. The subordinates all left to deal with other matters. The young leader of the demon slayer came to the tower, hesitated, opened the door and walked in.

As soon as they entered the tower, they heard a voice.

"What's the matter?"

In the empty inner tower, a woman wearing a pure white dress opened her eyes. This woman has a cold face, white hair shawl, and a plum blossom-shaped mark between her eyebrows. Although he still looks like he is in his twenties, the vicissitudes of life in his eyes cannot be hidden.

"Uncle Taishi, we failed to eliminate the demon."

The young demon slayer, who was originally a little depressed, became nervous the moment he heard the sound. Only then did he remember that the master of the Black Tower didn't have a good temper. If he disturbed him over such a trivial matter, he might leave a bad impression.

"reason."

The woman opposite had an expressionless face, as if she was just an insignificant person below.

"National Master's Mansion."