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

Fog and cool snowy mountains.

In the temporary tent where Class 197 rested, everyone was sitting together, eating marching rations.

Li Yunxuan had reported everything he had experienced to the headquarters, but the headquarters did not make a clear statement, only telling him that the supply team would not stay in the snowy mountains for too long, and there should be no problem.

"Old Li, have you been fooled by the headquarters? This camp is getting deeper and deeper. They started digging trenches and burying traps a few days ago. How can this be a quick passage?"

Qiao Jiang chewed his cheeks up and down, chewing dry compressed biscuits while speaking.

"I've been thinking about this for the past few days. If we keep going like this, we won't be able to leave Wuliang Snow Mountain even if we walk for another month."

"And the number of soldiers patrolling the periphery has been increasing day by day. Although they haven't said it clearly, it's obvious that they're going to fight."

"Excluding all possibilities, there's only one conclusion left."

"Lao Chi plans to fight the demon tribe here."

Li Yunxuan held the hot coffee in both hands and took small sips.

"Aren't we delivering supplies? We don't even have field equipment. If a fight really breaks out, won't we be at a disadvantage?" Yang Chao asked nervously.

"Have you not noticed? The members of the supply team seem to come from various departments, and even military academies can apply to participate as reserve forces, but the core members are all from the Guards."

"The Guards have always been directly under the chief of the Demon Slayer Division. It is not an exaggeration to say that they are the most loyal of the loyal. Even if they die until the last person is left, they will not retreat a single step."

"Do you think this kind of configuration is necessary if you really plan to transport supplies?"

Li Yunxuan took the last sip of coffee and put down the plastic cup with some reluctance.

"Since Chi Xuming dares to start a war here, he should be ready, right?"

"But Lao Li, I haven't noticed any special arrangements these days."

"Relying only on trenches and inferior traps is far from enough to fight against the demons in an undefended environment like the snowy mountains."

"Even if our human race is slightly stronger than the demons in the snowy mountains, and we have artillery and crossbows to cooperate, if the demons send out several times more troops than us, they can fill us up with heads."

Guan Shan put the last piece of compressed biscuit into his mouth, patted his palm with some crumbs and said.

"I don't know either, but since Lao Chi has been hiding it, I think there should be an undercover demon clan in our supply team this time, or the demon clan has a channel to obtain intelligence about our itinerary."

"He deliberately pretends to be a soft persimmon and keeps luring the demon clan into the trap."

"Now it depends on whether the demon clan will be fooled."

"If a fight really breaks out, you don't have to report to the Guards. You are not familiar with them, so we should use our Class 197 as the combat unit. I have already talked to Lao Chi about this, and he didn't refuse."

Li Yunxuan stretched out his hands to the bonfire in front of him, and occasionally turned his palms and backs.

Li Yunxuan's words made the expressions on the faces of everyone in Class 197 serious. They have received a completely military education since the first day of school, and they were born for war.

In the gap of silence, Guan Shan felt that the bag on his waist was shaking obviously.

And the amplitude was getting bigger and bigger.

Guan Shan unzipped his zipper and was about to check when he saw a snowball jumping up in the air, stretching out its limbs in the air and landing steadily on the table in front of him.

The snowman stretched out two lotus-like hands and reached above his head, constantly groping for something.

After a while, he finally grabbed a small ball of snowball in his bulging torso.

"Pop"

With a slight sound, Taiyi finally pulled out his head.

He looked around like a tumbler, and finally stopped his sight on Guanshan.

After a few simple strokes, an expression was squeezed out.

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Taiyi jumped up excitedly, hugged Guanshan's neck, and hung on him like a koala.

"Tayi, are you awake?"

"But that's not right. It's clearly daytime now. Aren't snow monsters able to move only at night?"

"How did you do it?"

Guan Shan hugged Taiyi, slowly put him down, and asked with some joy.

Taiyi had been in the form of a snowball for several days, which made Guan Shan worried. He was afraid that the snowman Taiyi had become like this to save him.

Seeing that Taiyi had regained his mobility, Guan Shan was also happy from the bottom of his heart.

"Tayi, not a snow monster."

"Tayi, a child of the snow mountain."

A childish voice sounded in Guan Shan's ears.

"Child of the snow mountain?" Guan Shan didn't quite understand what Taiyi meant by this, and asked, "Then what's the difference between you and those snow monsters?"

"Snow monsters are snow monsters, and Taiyi is Taiyi." Taiyi looked at Guan Shan with a silly smile, as if as long as he could stay by Guan Shan's side, he would always be a carefree child.

Liang Yuxin looked at Guan Shan with some envy as he could communicate with Tai Yi without any obstacles. She listened for a long time but could only hear the sound of "Ayi Ayi".

He is such a cute little guy, why is he so attached to Guan Shan?

According to normal logic, shouldn't he be attached to a beautiful girl like me?

Jealousy made Liang Yuxin look completely different. She could only search around to attract Taiyi's attention.

"What are you doing, Yuxin?"

"Taiyi is a snowman. If you take compressed biscuits, he can..."

Guanshan's words stopped abruptly.

Because Taiyi had already jumped towards Liang Yuxin.

He opened his mouth happily, and his whole head was almost split in half, just like the Pac-Man in the ancient game.

Liang Yuxin happily opened the package and gently put it into Taiyi's mouth, "What do you know? Children love to eat biscuits. Just say whether compressed biscuits are biscuits."

She made sense...

Everyone was convinced by Liang Yuxin's matter-of-fact tone, and thought of it for no reason.

Taiyi closed his mouth, and a wavy line appeared where his mouth should have been, as if he was chewing food in the way humans did.

"Burp!"

Taiyi burped exaggeratedly, and his small body was shaken by the movement.

"What kind of burp is this for a snowman?"

Qiao Jiang couldn't help but spit out a complaint while covering his face.

"Hehe..."

Taiyi touched her belly with both hands and laughed.

The silly look of the little snowman made everyone in Class 197 feel happy.

The tension caused by the possible outbreak of war was also greatly relieved.