I have been slaying demons in the Demon Slayer Division for thirty years

Zhou Yi sent the fox demon away and finally settled a matter on his mind.

Carrying the soul of a fox demon with you, there is a certain risk of exposing your identity when meeting an expert who is born with a sensitive sense of demonic energy.

Life has returned to peace, slaying demons, being on duty, copying scriptures, and occasionally going to Chunfeng Tower to receive artistic influence.

Time passes day by day, and Taoism grows day by day.

The most important thing now is to buy a house, become a homeowner in the imperial capital, and fulfill an obsession from a previous life.

With a budget of 3,000 to 4,000 taels, we can only choose the most remote location, and the area cannot be too large.

Zhou Yi didn't mind the remoteness, so as not to be disturbed.

Xingjiaofang, the cheapest property in Luojingfang City, is basically equivalent to the slums of Kyoto. No one with high status will buy real estate here.

Even so, a house with a small courtyard costs 3,300 yuan.

"I am on duty in the Demon Slaying Department, please don't fool me."

Zhou Yi asked: "I remember that the lowest price last year was 3,000 guan. This land is not as good as the one at that time. How come it is 300 guan more expensive?"

"It turns out it's the Master of the Demon Slayer Division. Please rest assured that I really didn't ask for a random price."

Yaren explained with an aggrieved look: "In the past few years, housing prices in the capital have never stopped rising. If this family hadn't been in a hurry to pay off their gambling debts, it would have been one or two hundred dollars more expensive in a few months."

Zhou Yi couldn't help but have a toothache. Even in another world, he couldn't escape being exploited by the house.

This courtyard is to the east of Xingjiaofang. The courtyard upon entering is located at the bottom of a deep alley.

The alley has two solid walls, and the doors of each house along the way are opened in different directions, which is equivalent to a single house, hidden in the depths of the alley.

The alley is three feet wide. People passing by it would never realize that there is a courtyard inside unless they look carefully.

Zhou Yi fell in love with him at first sight, and it was a perfect fit for Da Yin Yin in the city.

Quietly cast a spell to test Yaren to make sure he was not lying.

Zhou Yi gritted his teeth, closed his eyes, took out the three thousand taels of silver notes that had been cashed in advance, and took out three more cash notes.

"Bought it!"

"How can I put it another way, the officer of the Demon Slayer Division is awesome!"

Yaren took the bank note with a smile. There is no need to worry about selling the house in the capital. Even if it is a pigsty, it is also called mountain and wild fun.

"Eh? Sir, please let go!"

Zhou Yi reluctantly let go and paid, then went to the house to sign a contract and got the land deed documents.

The title of Demon Slayer Division is very useful. No matter which department he goes to, he is always served with tea and water, which makes Zhou Yi feel better.

After two lifetimes combined, I finally have a place to live.

The yard covers an area of ​​about five to six hundred square meters. In addition to the main house, there are two east and west wing rooms. There is a thigh-thick jujube tree planted in the corner of the yard.

It is midsummer, and the leaves are shady. There are four simple stone piers and rough stone tables under the tree. You should eat under the tree on weekdays.

Zhou Yi walked around the three rooms. It could be said that the house was completely bare. All the valuable things had been moved away, which saves on cleaning.

Dust removal, cleaning...

After a series of spells were cast, all the dirt and dust gathered into a ball and were thrown into the corner latrine.

"We won't need this hut in the future, it just needs to be there."

Zhou Yi stretched out his hand and found that the ground was motionless, while the ground was turned upside down.

It's unclear whether the little fairy's poop smells bad or not. Zhou Yi has already passed the realm of inedia, and anything he eats will be decomposed and dissolved by the magic power.

"Broken furniture is useless."

The real fire from the end of the earth gushes out and burns all the rags, leaving only three bare rooms.

Zhou Yi went to the Western Market and bought all the furniture, including beds, tables, chairs, pots and pans, and his home had a completely new look.

He also spent money to hire a carpenter to make a custom-made plaque, which was inscribed by Zhou Yi himself.

The original plan was to name it "Liuquanju", which sounded like the name of a hotel, but it was changed to: Qingfeng Xiaozhu.

The last thing to change was the feng shui of the courtyard. There was no need to set up array restrictions or gather spirits to draw energy. Then it would be obvious to others that the owner of the courtyard was extraordinary.

Zhou Yi simply straightened out the breath, the gentle breeze was gentle, the depression dissipated, and wisps of breeze blew through the courtyard.

"From now on, this will be home..."

Zhou Yi packed everything up, and it was almost evening. He went to the Ministry of Things again and invited his colleagues to go to Chunfeng Tower to celebrate the housewarming.

After getting drunk, they disperse.

When I got home, I put my head up and fell asleep.

Instead of being half asleep and half awake, the warning spells were removed, and the Huangting Dao Sutra, which had been running continuously for more than ten years, stopped for the first time.

In the past eleven years, all kinds of experiences have been like dreams, and it seems that starting from having a home, they have become real.

early morning.

Oh oh——

Zhou Yi slowly woke up to the rooster's crow. It was still early outside the window, and the remaining stars and the dawn moon still hung on the horizon.

"I had a comfortable sleep this time..."

Zhou Yi breathed a long sigh of relief, and the magic power in his body began to flow again. He vaguely felt that the world was a level clearer than before.

The people in Xingjiafang have already been busy. Those who go to work and those who go out to sell stalls have begun another busy day.

Take a stroll along the way, don't rush to the Monobu department, just go and taste something when you smell the fragrance.

After eating comfortably at seven or eight stalls, I spent less than 50 yuan. Just ordering some vegetables at Chunfeng Restaurant cost more than 100 yuan.

Last night to celebrate the joy of moving into a new house, Zhouyi spent all the last three hundred taels of silver notes he had left. It was only because the monk was in good health and drinking too much money.

Compared to Chunfeng Tower, Zhou Yi prefers the secular atmosphere of the market, which is real, not exaggerated, and popular.

There are no buses or subways in Daqian. Xingjiaofang is more than ten kilometers away from Demon Slayer Division, and it takes an hour just to walk.

Zhou Yi found a secluded place, used the Five Elements Escape Technique to shuttle through the earth and rocks, and soon arrived outside the Demon Slaying Department.

When colleagues from the Ministry of Finance saw Zhou Yi, they greeted him warmly.

A year has passed, and everyone has already experienced three of the four irons, and the relationship is not bad.

When Li Xun saw Zhou Yilai, he waved mysteriously.

"Come on, let me show you something good."

Zhouyi originally thought it was something of some color, such as Li Xun's favorite picture book, but it turned out to be a roll of imperial paper.

The imperial paper is not yellow paper, but has a texture similar to bright yellow cloth. It says: Beg the demon!

Gai heard that the Lord of the Ming Dynasty was in peace but worried about danger, and his loyal ministers dared to remonstrate and speak frankly. From the beginning of the universe, the universe was unified, and the universe was confused...

Nowadays, demons are rampant, laws are abolished, the country is harming the people, and the human race is poisoned...

When you climb high to beat the drums and fight with blood, the demons and heretics will surely fall apart...

The honor and disgrace of the saintly king are tied to the present day, and the eternal fame and fame are tied to this moment...

Sincerely.

July 1st of the 61st year of Jingtai.

Signature: Wang Boan.

"Wang Bo'an?"

Zhou Yi looked confused, this guy couldn't be the guy who wrote "Ten Strategies for Annihilating Demons"!

Li Xun asked: "Do you know Wang Shiduo?"

"We had a chance encounter."

Zhou Yi asked doubtfully: "Isn't it Editor Wang?"

"Your news has been delayed for a long time. Half a month ago, His Majesty personally annotated the "Advocate for Demons", praising him for his talent for governing the world!"

Li Xun envied: "In just a few days, he was promoted to a lecturer in the Hanlin Academy."

The ninth rank of Hanlin editor and the seventh rank of Hanlin minister are no longer three levels in a row, but nine levels in a row.

Zhou Yi frowned slightly: "Isn't this in compliance with the law? According to the "Da Qian Law·Promotion Examination" written by Taizu himself, non-military merit cannot be promoted to three levels in a row!"

Originally, in his eyes, Wang Boan was an unrealistic idealist who tried to bring about a relationship between humans and monsters.

Now it seems that the so-called "Ten Strategies for Annihilating Demons" was just written for the sake of the prince who was in prison.

Zhou Yi didn't know that Wang Bo'an had submitted a memorial called "The Punisher Said Ten Fallacies", otherwise he would have been stunned.