I run a funeral home, I don't know how to teach people how to slay demons

Yaoguang City.

The patter of rain slowly fell along the early morning sunshine, falling on the huge floor-to-ceiling glass window of the chief office, sliding down water marks.

In the office, bursts of green smoke curled up.

Lin Yuan washed the tea set, made hot tea, and gently pushed it in front of him.

"Boss Lu, all the materials you need are here."

Lu Changsheng nodded slightly and gently flipped through the documents in his hand.

Regarding the recent dream outbreak in Donglin City, the Demon Slayer Division dispatched a professional investigation team early to compile intelligence from all parties.

"You already know that entering a dream will cause the memory related to the first generation chief to disappear?" Lu Changsheng asked, looking at the final summary of the document.

"I know." Lin Yuan picked up the tea cup in front of him, took a sip, and continued, "And starting from this morning, this phenomenon has extended beyond the dream. Those who escape from the dream will also forget the relevant memories."

"We have not found the cause of this phenomenon yet."

"But the investigation team's prediction is very close to yours, Boss Lu. If the dream is allowed to continue to spread, everything about the first generation chief will be wiped out from this world."

Lu Changsheng put down the documents in his hands, picked up the tea cup and asked, "How do the officials plan to handle this matter in the future?"

"Seal Donglin City, and no one is allowed out. All people who have entered the dreamland must receive official psychological treatment to confirm that there are no other hidden dangers."

"For those who are already in Donglin City, the official will not expel them, otherwise it will cause all kinds of speculation and attract more people to explore the so-called treasure."

"The Demon Slayer Division will send more spiritual awakeners into Donglin City to join the investigation team, striving to find the source of the dream and shut it down completely."

Lin Yuan said methodically.

"Strive for it?" Lu Changsheng said with some surprise, "Why do I feel that the Demon Slayer Division is not very concerned about this matter?"

Lin Yuan paused for a moment, seeming to be considering his next words.

"The Demon Slayer Division's recent focus is entirely on the front line. We will have a very important military operation."

"There is really no extra manpower available to resolve this matter."

"Based on the current situation, the worst result that dreams can lead to is that everyone forgets the existence of the first generation chief."

"And if this military operation is abandoned, it will directly affect the survival of the human race."

"If I can't take care of both ends, I can only choose the front line."

"Although it is unfair to the first generation, as the contemporary chief, I must make such a decision."

Lu Changsheng wanted to say something, but his throat seemed to be blocked, and he couldn't make a sound for a long time.

He suddenly discovered a problem.

Lu Changsheng's "senior" was, to him, his only fellow countryman in the world.

They bear the same identity, and not long ago, they fought side by side.

In Lu Changsheng's eyes, Zhou Yi is a living person who can make fools, make mistakes, and step forward at critical moments to turn the tide.

But in the eyes of this world, Zhouyi is just a name.

Even though he was once brilliant and created countless miracles, he was just a shining name engraved in the long history.

There are too many things that are much more important than "will the ancients from two hundred years ago be forgotten?"

Taking a silent breath, Lu Changsheng said calmly, "I will return to Donglin City to figure out the ins and outs of this matter. After that, all the information of the investigation team will be shared with me."

"Also, are there any internal records from the Demon Slayer Department about two hundred years ago?"

"I'm referring to the three major families in Donglin City. They were the actual controllers of Donglin City at that time. There should be some records."

"Okay, I will ask my subordinates to compile the relevant records and send them to you when they are ready." Lin Yuan nodded in agreement, thought for a while, and added.

"Boss Lu, do you need to send you another record related to the first generation chief?"

"To prevent you from forgetting the relevant memories after entering the dream state."

Lu Changsheng raised his tea cup and drank it all in one gulp, shaking his head gently.

"Even if the whole world forgets, I will never forget."

Lin Yuan was stunned. Although he was a little confused, he restrained his curiosity and did not ask further.

"Senior", look how lucky you are, at least I still remember you.

If one day I disappear, I don’t know if anyone in this world will remember me.

Lu Changsheng inexplicably had this idea in his mind.

kindness...

Jiaer, Gou Shengzi and Er Gouzi should all remember me...

Lu Changsheng read the names of his disciples one by one in his mind, and his mood improved slightly.

...

The junction of Dawn City and Sun City.

"Ah sneeze~" Guan Shan wiped the tip of his nose with the back of his hand, arousing curiosity among his companions.

"Guan Shan, do you even feel cold? I thought you had evolved into a cold-blooded animal." Liang Yuxin sniffed and said.

"I'm just good at controlling the ice element. It doesn't mean I'm not afraid of the cold at all." Guan Shan explained helplessly.

"However, this snow-capped mountain is indeed a bit evil. It is obviously so far away from us, but it can affect the temperature around us. This in itself is very unreasonable."

Guan Shan looked forward through the carriage. At the end of his sight, a touch of white was mixed between the sky and the earth.

The vast expanse of snow-capped mountains was covered with white snow that never melted all year round. The sun occasionally penetrated the thick clouds and sprinkled on the snow, reflecting thousands of silver rays.

The mountains were shrouded in clouds and mist, gathering and dispersing from time to time, like a veil wrapped around the mountainside.

From time to time, there was a cold icy wind, whistling down from the top of the snow-capped mountains, like a super-large air conditioner that would never stop, constantly lowering the surrounding temperature.

"Lao Li, you said that the foggy snowy mountains would suppress the awakened person's superpowers, but you didn't say it would be so cold!"

"Hurry up and give me a blanket. My clothes are all under the carriage, and I can't get them from the parking area now." Qiao Xiaohui tightened her collar a little, curled her hands in front of her and kept rubbing them.

"We're just getting started."

"We'll have to drive for at least an hour before we can officially enter the influence range of the misty and snowy mountains."

"You'll know what it's really cold then."

"The convoy will take a short break then, and you all have to change into warm clothes, otherwise you'll freeze to death."

"We're currently on official roads, and we can still drive normally. When we get out of Liming City, there's still a long stretch of road that hasn't been developed, and we'll still have to carry out our mission then."

Li Yunxuan took out a blanket from his carry-on luggage behind him and threw it to Qiao Xiaohui.

"Ah? But we can't work in such an environment! Except for my brother, none of us are suitable for building bridges and paving roads." Qiao Xiaohui took the blanket, tightly grasped it and wrapped it around herself and said.

"Bridge and road paving work is not our responsibility, and we've brought large machinery this time." Li Yunxuan pointed to the back of the convoy and continued.

"Our most important task is to ensure the safety of the construction team."

The 197 class looked at each other, and Yang Chao asked nervously.

"Old Li, didn't you say that the environment of the misty and cold snowy mountains is not suitable for human survival, nor for the survival of the demon race?"

"Then what else can threaten the transport convoy?"

Li Yunxuan leaned against the carriage lightly and spoke calmly.

"What a stupid question, what else can survive in the snowy mountains?"

"A snow monster."