Demon Slayer Starts From the Proficiency Panel

  Chapter 10 [010] Deploying tricks

   Looking at the corpse of the monster lying on the ground, Ning Xiu breathed a sigh of relief.

   The real monster is far more difficult to deal with than he imagined. If he was not strong enough, if he were an apprentice in the ordinary champion camp, he would have died at the hands of these three-faced monsters tonight.

   The wound on his body that was bitten by the black snake was faintly numb, so Ning Xiu immediately felt the whole body of the monster, intending to see if there was anything of value to shave.

  Three silver notes with a denomination of one hundred taels, two bottles of medicinal pills of unknown effect, and three skull darts.

   These are all the belongings carried by the demon. Ning Xiu didn't care about the on-site inspection, he just shoved them all into his arms and quickly left the place.

   Evil is yin, so the things of the most yang are extremely restrained against evil.

  Many warriors will major in the internal skills of the yang class in order to better fight against evil spirits or treat injuries caused by evil spirits.

   After returning to the hut where he lived, Ning Xiu immediately mobilized the inner strength of his dantian to restrain the bleeding of the wound, and at the same time began to heal the wound on his body.

   Within half an hour, strands of black gas were expelled from the wound by Ning Xiu, and the soreness and numbness also dissipated.

   "It's impossible to have such a coincidence in the middle of the night. It just happened to let me meet a monster hiding in Chaotian Capital. It seems that the method of finding people in Chunman Pavilion is not easy."

  In the room, he found a brand-new bottle of gold sore medicine that had not been opened and applied it to his wound, Ning Xiu thought to himself.

  After dressing the wound, Ning Xiu took out from his arms what he had just found from the three-faced monster.

  300 taels of silver notes naturally don't need to be said, good things, Ning Xiu has been empty-handed for more than a year, and today he finally made the first windfall in his life by killing Xie Chong, which is simply gratifying.

   After unplugging the two bottles of medicinal herbs, the fragrance immediately wafted out, and Ning Xiu felt refreshed and tired after just one sip.

  Although I don't know what effect these pills have, most of them should be good things.

  The last three skull darts are exquisite in workmanship, and the sides of the darts are extremely sharp, which can easily cut off the corners of the wooden table.

  Ning Xiu thought that it should be the three-faced monster who found out that he practiced horizontal training, and the darts were mostly useless to him, so he gave up the idea of ​​using this method to attack him.

  These darts came from the hands of demons, so they shouldn't be kept around and used by themselves. In addition, he didn't know how to use darts, so Ning Xiu planned to take the time to sell these three darts to a pawnshop. These three darts can be carried by the demon, so the materials for making them must be relatively precious.

   After liquidating the spoils of the corpse, Ning Xiu thought about another very important thing.

  Chunmange harbored the evil spirits and let the evil spirits disguise themselves as beautiful women to harm others. The power relationship behind this also involved Marquis Wuyi, one of the thirty-six princes of the great business.

   It was so complicated that Ning Xiu really didn't know if he should report the matter to Su Qianqian.

   In case Fu Mosi knew about this long ago, he just chose to ignore it because of his status as Marquis Wuyi, pretending not to know.

   In case Fu Mo Si hooked up with Marquis Wuyi, the purpose was to achieve some unknown purpose by relying on Chunman Pavilion.

   In case Fu Mo Si didn't know about this, but Wu Yi Hou's forces were all over the sky and there were many dead soldiers, and he would take malicious revenge after being exposed.

just in case…

   A lot of assumptions popped up in his mind, and Ning Xiu finally decided to report the matter.

   However, you cannot report in your own name, so as to wait and see the follow-up development.

   After all, no one knows whether Fu Mosi is related to Marquis Wuyi, and what role they play in secret.

   In case, after reporting in his own name, he touches the interests of some big figures in the Fumo Division, then it is estimated that it will disappear in a few days.

   And if there is no intersection between Fumosi and Wuyihou, he can also make himself not in the center of the storm.

   At present, his strength is still weak. In this chaotic and dark world, he still has to keep a low profile and not be the first bird of justice.

   Immediately, Ning Xiu found the pen, ink, paper and inkstone left by the previous owner of the house, and with the pen in his left hand wrote an anonymous report letter with crooked handwriting like a dog crawling.

  There is a special evil intelligence collection station 'Tianmu Lou' in the Fumo Division.

   The Demon Commander who returned from the investigation can send his investigation results into the building in the form of a letter and a file. After the clerical personnel in the department have completed the registration of the evil information, the whole department will announce it.

   In the early morning of the next day, he secretly sent the report letter to Tianmu Building, and Ning Xiu went out with three hundred taels of silver notes.

   In the past, everyone lived in the championship camp, and they were all responsible for food, clothing, and housing, so that young people like Ning Xiu did not need to be distracted to pay attention to the trivial matters of life, and could devote themselves to training.

But now he has been promoted to the Fumo Division. Without these conveniences, after the battle last night, the clothes Lu Hao lent to Ning Xiu were damaged by the three-faced demon, making Ning Xiu realize that fighting evil is really a very clothes-consuming job. .

   So today he plans to go out and buy a batch of ready-made clothes for future needs.

   As soon as he walked out of the headquarters of the Fumo Division, Ning Xiu heard a lot of talk from the wandering hawkers on the street, and they were excited to tell others about something.

  Ning Xiu was curious, so he deliberately approached the past.

   "Have you heard that a monster died on the side street in Tian'an last night. The way of death is so tragic. I don't know who made his face burst alive."

   "What does Fu Mosi do to eat, how can there be monsters in Chaotiandu, this dereliction of duty should not punish them once."

   "Don't make such dangerous remarks, lest someone knock on your door and ask for help."

The profession of   You Fang hawker should be the most sensitive group in the entire Chaotian City. No one can tell how many famous wandering hawkers there are in Chaotian City.

   Most of them are shown in the image of wearing a gray Confucian scarf on their heads and carrying a square wooden box on their backs, which can be done by men, women and children.

  Ning Xiu, the initiator, silently stood in the crowd and listened to the hawker's description of the death of the three-faced demon, which was interesting.

   But Ning Xiu has his own things to do, so he shouldn't stay here for a long time to listen to other people's gossip, but just when he was about to turn around and leave.

A wandering hawker suddenly said: "There are a lot of strange things that happened today. The youngest son of the shopkeeper of the Yun family's cloth shop in Chengnan got married last night. Who would have thought that there was a strange cry in the bridal chamber in the middle of the night. After the maid broke into the door, she saw that the husband and wife were both hanged to death by the beam of the house."

   "Red things become white things, and there is such a tragic thing, then it is also very miserable for the white-haired person to send the black-haired person."

  Ning Xiu shook his head, deeply sympathetic to this shopkeeper Yun, who he had never seen before.

   Anyone who encounters this kind of situation, the mental collapse is beyond the understanding and imagination of others.

   squeezed out the crowd, Ning Xiu walked directly to a cloth on the street not far away, planning to buy ready-to-wear clothes that he could wear.

   Never thought that when Ning Xiu first walked into Buxing, he saw an acquaintance at a glance.

   was his boss, Su Qianqian, the Bronze Leopard Fighting Demon Commander.

   Today's Su Qianqian is not wearing black-silver chain mail, and in a long apricot-yellow dress, she looks like the eldest lady of someone's house.

   "Master Su." Ning Xiu hurriedly greeted him.

  Su Qianqian turned around and said, "It's you, you just moved into Fumosi, but you're still used to it."

  Ning Xiu didn't dare to say that a group of newcomers went to Chunman Pavilion last night, so he could only nod his head and said, "It's not much different from when they were in the championship camp, Master Su is concerned."

"I originally planned to let you get used to assigning tasks to you in a few days. Since you have met me now, you can come with me. It is considered to be familiar with the work of Fu Mowei in advance." Su Qianqian took it from the shopkeeper of Buxing. After passing a package, he immediately called Ning Xiu out of the store.

   "Ah this..." Ning Xiu was speechless for a while. He only came out to buy clothes this time, so why did he jump to the part of getting familiar with his work in advance.

   But since the boss has already spoken, Ning Xiu naturally has no right to refuse, and the matter of clothes can only be postponed to the next time.

   Chased after Su Qianqian and walked side by side with her, Ning Xiu asked curiously, "Master Su, where are we going now."

   "Yun's cloth line."

  Ning Xiu was stunned for a moment: "Is that the newlywed couple hanging themselves in the night at the same time, Yun Shibuxing? Could it be that there is really evil behind all this."

  Su Qianqian glanced sideways at Ning Xiu: "I didn't expect you to know about this, the news is quite well-informed."

   "That's all I have for public information. If Master Su knows any insider information that is exclusive to Fu Mosi, can you reveal it to me?"

   "It's hard to say right now, you'll know when Yun's line is established."

Under the leadership of Su Qianqian, the two soon came to Yun's Cloth Shop located in the south of the city. The red silk and 囍 characters at the gate had not been removed, but the man who guarded the gate was already wearing a black cloth on his arm. hoop.

   "I'm Fumowei, Fumowei, and I want to see Shopkeeper Yun." Su Qianqian took out a bronze medal with a leopard's head and said directly.

   The guy immediately ran into the cloth shop, and it didn't take long for a middle-aged man with an extremely vicissitudes of life to come out. Seeing that his eyes were red, he had obviously cried a lot.

   "Caomin Yunheng has seen adults."

   "You sent someone to the Fumo Division to report the case last night. I'll take over this matter. Just take me to the scene to have a look." Su Qian said lightly.

   "Follow me, my lord."

   Yunheng's family lived in the courtyard behind Buxing. After passing through Buxing, dyeing pond, and warehouse, Ning Xiu and the three finally came to the compound where Yunheng's family lived.

   At this time, the courtyard was full of Yun Heng's family, who were crying.

   "Sir, that's the room. My son's body is still hanging in it. I'm afraid I'm going to get emotional, so I won't go in with you." Yun Heng pointed to a room in the courtyard and choked.

  Su Qianqian nodded, then led Ning Xiu over to push the door and enter.

   Seeing the scene in front of him, Ning Xiu was slightly surprised. It was similar to what the hawker said. On the main beam of the house, a man and a woman in wedding clothes hanged themselves with white ropes.

  Look at their straight hands and feet, their faces ashen, their two eyes bulging high, and a tongue hanging out from their mouths, sticking softly to their chins, which is scary.

   Fortunately, Ning Xiu had seen more terrifying scenes than this in the Demon Suppression Prison before.

  The furnishings in the house are normal, and there is no trace of fighting. It can be ruled out that someone killed someone and pretended to hang himself.

   And Yun's family is rich and happy, and there is no reason to commit suicide. A young couple in his family committed suicide at the same time, which is obviously not what I want.

   Just when Ning Xiu was about to quietly perform the Spiritual Eye Observation Technique to inspect the scene, Su Qianqian suddenly handed the package in his hand to him and said, "Take out the cloth inside and make a circle in this room."

   Although Ning Xiu didn't know what she meant, Su Qianqian, as the Bronze Leopard Demon Commander, must have his own way of dealing with it, and Ning Xiu did it truthfully.

   Soon the entire room was surrounded by the cloth Su Qianqian brought.

  Under Ning Xiu's puzzled eyes, Su Qianqian took out a small bottle and directly sprinkled all the contents on the cloth.

  The cloth was instantly dyed red, and it continued to spread.

  Ning Xiu sniffed his nose, only to realize that what Su Qianqian sprinkled turned out to be blood.

   "Be careful yourself." Su Qianqian reminded inexplicably.

   At this moment, the blood-stained cloth suddenly moved, and the silhouette of a baby slowly appeared in the middle of the red-stained area, constantly licking the blood stains on the cloth.

   Seeing the prey taking the bait, Su Qianqian pinched her fingerprints, and the cloth in the room automatically wrapped itself into a ball without wind, completely imprisoning the invisible baby.

   "Wow! Wow! Wow!"

  Suddenly, the baby's cry sounded wildly from the cloth ball. The sound was extremely harsh and made people feel very uncomfortable, as if something in the body was about to crawl out of the mouth.

  Ning Xiu hurriedly ran the Great Sun Xuanjing, and the strange feeling on his body dissipated a lot.

   (end of this chapter)