This demon slayer is broken!

Buying clothes is actually a very simple matter, especially Yan Shuoqing doesn't have any special requirements for clothes, as long as they can be worn.

He quickly bought a few sets, and sent someone to He Ziyan's house along with the set he wore this morning.

Although he promised to accompany Yan Shuoqing for a walk, He Zizhuo was actually not very interested.

Just as he was thinking about whether to let Yan Shuoqing go shopping by himself, he went home first, when a girl screamed from afar.

"Look over there! That's He Zizhuo! The one next to him is not Xu Mobai... Oh my god, is it Yan Shuoqing?! I'm yelling that He finally gave out candy!"

"Ah? Where is it? Let me see."

"That's it, you see."

He Zizhuo felt bad, so he lifted the cap from Yan Shuoqing's clothes and covered his head, grabbed his wrist and walked forward quickly.

"What's wrong?" Yan Shuoqing asked confusedly while walking along.

"It was discovered. We have to get out of there." He Zizhuo glanced at him, "Did you not be discovered by fans in City S?"

Yan Shuoqing thought about it seriously before shaking his head: "No."

In fact, when demon masters are walking on the road without using spiritual power or speaking, they have a low sense of presence and are difficult to be discovered, unless they are photographed by a machine or people with spiritual power in their bodies can see them at a glance.And as I said before, ordinary people will quickly forget the memory of the contact after contacting the demon master.

So although they have a lot of fans, as long as they don't do conspicuous things on the road, they won't be noticed.

"Then you are really lucky." People commented on He Zizhuo on the Internet that he was sunny and easy to get along with, but in fact, He Zizhuo didn't like trouble very much, and he didn't like the feeling of being surrounded.

He dragged Yan Shuoqing along for a while, and stopped after confirming that the person who spotted them didn't follow with a large army.

No wonder he thought too much, after all, things like this happened too many times when he and Xu Mobai went out.

This caused him to complain more than once that there are too many ordinary people with spiritual power in City H.

He Zizhuo stopped, and Yan Shuoqing moved the hand that was still being held.

"What are you doing?" He Ziyan turned his head, only to be belatedly aware that he was still holding onto it, and he let it go in embarrassment, "Then what..." The situation forced it.

Apparently Yan Shuoqing didn't care about this, turned his head to look to the left: "The evil spirit of the mud demon."

"Ah?" Because now people and monsters coexist peacefully, there will be monsters everywhere, and He Zizhuo doesn't pay much attention to this.Listen to what he said before slowly discerning.

After all, yesterday's mud demon gave him too deep a memory, so naturally he discovered it immediately.

Although it was very weak, it was indeed the evil spirit of the mud monster.

"Go and see?" He asked the people around him after confirming the direction.

Yan Shuoqing nodded, but found that the person who asked the question had no intention of listening to his answer, and had already left on his own.

Although the mud demon's monster power is weak, but since it has been discovered, it is still very easy to find.

The two just turned a street corner, and immediately found the person with the power of the mud demon.

A man, a normal looking human man.

Oh no, if there is a little difference, it is probably that the person may have just come out of a comic exhibition, so he is holding a soft and cute anime bag in his hand.

"That's the mud demon turning into a human?" He Zizhuo still can't believe that the mud demon can imitate the human breath to make a hostage. Although there was a hostage in the end, he did use his mud to make a dummy before. from.

"I don't know." Yan Shuoqing shook his head, he didn't have the ability to distinguish these things, "It's lifeless."

Although I don't know if the man has escaped from the mud demon, other auras on the man's body can still be clearly detected.For example, the dead aura that almost covered the mud demon's evil aura.

Death energy is naturally the breath emanating from the undead. Since it is haunted by the undead, it must be the existence of good or bad obsessions made by the undead.And the dead air on this man exudes a strong resentment.

Evil ghosts haunt him, and his life is not very peaceful.

"Then let's have a look. Anyway, I have time."

To be on the safe side, He Zizhuo decided to sacrifice his rest time.If it has something to do with the mud demon, he can't sit idly by.

Yan Shuoqing nodded in agreement.

Then for the next few hours, they all followed this man and saw with their own eyes what it means to be haunted by bad luck.

When walking, a napkin suddenly fell from the top, your face was covered by a plastic bag, and you were hit by a passerby a few times.The man was walking on the road, when suddenly an old woman rushed out from the side road and bumped into him, both of them fell to the ground at the same time, a bag of apples carried by the old woman rolled out of the broken plastic bag and scattered all over the ground.

The old man kept scolding the young man for not walking carefully, and the man admitted his mistake while helping the old woman up.He took out all the things in his bag, put all the apples that fell on the ground in the bag and handed them to the old grandma.

He Zizhuo couldn't help but lamented how good-tempered this kind of person is, and then saw a man with a better temper than he imagined, thinking that the apple was too heavy, so he simply helped the old woman carry it.

The two of them had no choice but to follow the man to the door of the grandmother's house, and when he watched the grandmother return home, they continued to walk back the same way.

Some small tribulations were inevitable along the way. Obviously, nothing strange happened when I sent the grandmother home just now.

But the man is just as used to it, carrying the bag that the old grandma gave him to hold his things just now, he just smiled and passed everything he encountered.The few times I get hit by trash or trip over it, I'll throw things in the adjacent trash can.

When walking around a corner, suddenly a basketball flew and hit the man in the stomach.He took a few steps back from being smashed, and his face was a little pale while clutching his stomach.

The little boy who threw the basketball ran over to apologize. The man smiled reluctantly and patted the little boy's head to show that he was fine.

The basketball that hit him fell into the dead lake next to it.

The lake is green and looks dirty, but fortunately it has dried up, and the highest point can't reach the calf.

The man took off his shoes, rolled up his pants, entered the lake sideways, and helped retrieve the basketball.

The little boy took the ball and ran away on short legs.

The man wiped his legs with a napkin before putting down his pants, putting his shoes back on, and walking on.

Yet the bad luck continued.

Walking and stepping on dog shit without paying attention, the man could only go back to the lake to wash the soles of his shoes in a little embarrassment.

Passing by a breakfast shop, suddenly a dog was beaten out of it, and ran directly in his direction.

The dog beater hit him without paying attention.

The man covered his arms in pain, but he still squatted down, touched the dog parked behind him, and said by the way that the dog was his dog.

While apologizing, he paid for the steamed buns that the dog ate.I also went to buy several buns, took the dog to the alley, and gave all the buns to it.

He Zizhuo couldn't stand it any longer, he felt indescribably aggrieved looking at this person.

"This shouldn't be a mud demon, why not just stop him and see what's wrong."

"No need." Yan Shuoqing grabbed the corner of He Zizhuo's clothes as he walked forward, spread his right hand, and said, "Come on."

This is a word with the spirit of speech, and just as the words fell, something flew out of the man's body and floated directly into his palm.

"The mud of the mud demon? Is this the thing?" He Zizhuo suddenly felt that he wasted his time just now, and he was a little upset, "You saw it early? You dragged me to follow him for so long?"

Yan Shuoqing never liked to tell lies, since He Zizhuo asked, he naturally nodded honestly: "Yeah."

"What should I do if I suddenly want to hit you now?" He Zizhuo is indeed not good at reading these things, but he still felt a little aggrieved after being kept for so long.

After listening to his words, Yan Shuoqing observed for a while, and found that He Zizhuo's expression was serious, he didn't seem to be joking before he nodded and said, "Just a moment."

After all, it was indeed his fault.

He Zizhuo suddenly grabbed his shoulder and pressed it against the wall next to him, raised his fist and punched him down.

Yan Shuoqing maintained that flat expression from the beginning to the end, without even blinking his eyes.

Then his fist hit the wall next to Yan Shuoqing with moderate intensity.

He Zizhuo sipped his mouth: "Boring. If I really want to hit you, I will fight you openly during the game."

After speaking, turn around and leave.But Yan Shuoqing grabbed his wrist again.

"What? The mud has been taken back, why do you want to stay here." He frowned.

"Death." Yan Shuoqing glanced at the man who had walked some distance away.

Just as he was looking over, a flower pot suddenly fell directly above the man.

This is not something like a napkin plastic bag. If it is hit, it will either be seriously injured or die.

"stop."

The flower pot that was about to hit the man's head paused in mid-air, and continued to fall until the man passed by.

The flowerpot that fell on the ground slammed, attracting the eyes of many passers-by.

The man also heard the voice and looked back. After seeing the flower pot, he touched his head in fear.

At this time, the man no longer has the evil spirit of the mud demon, only the resentment that is particularly obvious in the eyes of the demon master.

"Have you always liked to do this kind of thing with words and spirits?" Interfering with the fate of ordinary people in private is something that is expressly prohibited by the Alliance of Demon Masters.He Zizhuo has always hated the rules and regulations of the alliance, but his position is basically the same as that of the alliance on the matter of not interfering with the life trajectory of ordinary people.

Or it can also be said that he is too lazy to take care of it and doesn't want to take care of it.

"Not an ordinary person." Yan Shuoqing shook his head, "There are resentful spirits."

"That's the karma he should bear. We are monster exorcisers, not ghost exorcisers. Master Yan, don't bother with these nosy things. I'll take you to H City." He Zizhuo held Yan Shuo instead. Qing's hand, wanting to take him away.

This time Yan Shuoqing was not taken away by He Zizhuo just because he wanted to.Although his face was still expressionless, he stood there stubbornly, his eyes looking in the direction the man was walking.

He Zizhuo sighed: "Do you really want to care?"

Yan Shuoqing nodded.Now that this kind of thing has happened, he won't ignore it.

"That's good." He Ziyan compromised, let go of his hand and stopped trying to take him away, "If you want to take care of it, you can take care of it yourself."

He turned around gracefully, intending to ignore everything behind him.

Anyway, Yan Shuoqing was someone he had always hated.Accommodate because he is a guest, but after a disagreement, he will still go his own way without hesitation.