Becoming a God by Visualizing the Sun

Chapter 52 Pension!

"You go!"

"What's the use of silver? Can my brother survive?"

Bang!
In an alley in the outer city.

Chen Tong, Qin Hao and the other two were kicked out. They looked at the slammed door with bitter expressions on their faces.

They have lost count of how many houses this is.

Those who can become demon slayers are warriors picked from thousands of miles away and are the hope of the whole family.

But now, the person is dead and hope is shattered. It is normal for people to lose control of their emotions under such a blow.

Chen Tong sighed, stuffed the banknote through the crack in the door, turned around and said with heavy steps, "Let's go to the next one."

Qin Hao looked at the closed door and pursed his lips.

The demon slayer faces demons head-on and is always on the verge of life and death. If he dies one day, who will receive the compensation?

He thought about it carefully and realized that he had neither relatives nor a home.

So, you must not die!

Half a day passed.

The pensions on the list were also distributed one by one.

Having witnessed so much grief over the loss of loved ones, Qin Hao felt heavy-hearted and depressed.

"The only one left is the Sword Qi Hall Master."

Chen Tong walked silently in front, but did not go directly to Huang's house. Instead, he circled around the inner city and bought wine and meat.

"The Hall Master and the Huang Hall Master were once from the same hall. They were truly brothers who shared life and death."

Xue Renfeng explained in a low voice.

Qin Hao hummed softly.

He had only met Huang Jiuling a few times. He was a taciturn man, but his strength was enough to rank among the top three in the Demon Slaying Division of Gushan City.

Until evening.

Chen Tong had just brought three people to Huang's house.

"Old lady."

They were received by an old woman with gray hair and a cane.

"Now that you're here, what are you bringing?"

The old lady smiled and ordered someone to take the wine and meat.

But when he saw the expressions of Qin Hao and the other three, his smile gradually faded, and an ominous premonition came to his heart.

"you……"

Chen Tong forced a smile, with a hint of guilt in his eyes: "Old Lady, Brother Huang..."

Looking at the old lady's subconsciously tense body, his tone was choked and he could hardly continue.

"What happened to Jiuling?"

The old lady leaned forward and asked urgently, but she seemed to have the answer in her heart, but she didn't dare to believe it.

Chen Tong gritted his teeth and uttered a few words: "Brother Huang...died in battle at Black Mountain."

Hear the words.

The old lady was stunned at first, and then her whole body seemed to be drained of energy. Her expression became visibly dim, and she was so angry that she almost fainted.

"Old lady."

Chen Tong hurried forward to support him.

"I...I am fine."

After a long while, the old lady finally pulled herself together, but her whole body was shaking.

"Ever since I joined the Demon Slayer Division at the age of nine, I've known... I knew this day would come."

Chen Tong had a complicated expression, but didn't know what to say to comfort him.

The old lady sat up straight, gripped the dragon-headed cane tightly in her hand, looked up at him, and asked in a hoarse voice:
"I want to know, was Jiuling's death... worth it?"

Chen Tong was shocked.

He took a deep breath, his expression solemn, his energy sinking into his dantian, and he spoke in a resounding voice: "In the battle of Black Mountain, Brother Huang killed three second-level monsters, eighteen first-level monsters, and rescued six of his demon-slaying envoys."

"Death from exhaustion..."

Upon hearing this, the old lady seemed to regain her spirit and energy, and she kept leaning on the ground with her cane. "Okay! As a son of the Huang family, even if I die, I will die heroically!"

"When I pass away in the future, I will have the face to see my ancestors."

Although she said this, she couldn't help but shed two lines of tears.

Chen Tong and the other three watched in silence.

The Demon Slayer took it as his duty to slay demons and monsters, so dying on the battlefield was a worthy death.

The roster lists thirty-six demon slayers who died in Black Mountain. Even the beginners had slain at least one demon. "Old Lady, this is Brother Huang's compensation. Please take care of yourself. We will... take our leave."

Chen Tong really couldn't face the old lady, so he stood up and bowed to say goodbye.

Qin Hao and the other two hurriedly followed.

Just left Huang's house.

A mournful wail came from the house and echoed in the streets.

……

Return to the Demon Slaying Division.

Along the way, the four of them were silent and could not calm down for a long time.

Until they arrived at the Demon Slaying Office.

Suddenly I saw four or five carriages lined up in a row.

The ebony body of the carriage was not carved with auspicious patterns, but with vivid ancient ferocious beasts, which were enough to make people feel scared just by looking at them.

In front of the chariot was a strange horse with a strong body and long, powerful limbs.

Its body is covered with black scales that glow faintly, its two dragon whiskers are three feet long, and there is a vertical pupil between its eyebrows, making it look quite majestic.

"This is……"

Qin Hao's eyes fixed.

Demon?
How could there be a normal horse with scales all over its body and three eyes?

"No, it's a half-demon. The Qingzhou garrison commander has arrived."

Chen Tong patted his cheek, suppressed his emotions, and quickly entered the Demon Slaying Division, saying, "You guys go ahead and do your work. I'll go find Lord Yang."

Qin Hao looked back.

The so-called half-demon is the livestock born from the intercourse between an ordinary animal and a demon.

This type of livestock has no intelligence, but at the same time has a strong physique comparable to that of monsters.

Those who can control and master this kind of half-demon are definitely forces with profound background.

"This garrison commander arrived at the perfect time. He only showed up after the Black Mountain monster and the evil followers of the Liansheng Sect had been eliminated. If he had arrived a day earlier, there wouldn't have been so many casualties."

Xue Renfeng muttered, his depressed mood turning into indignation.

"If the Qingzhou garrison commander hears this, you'll lose your head."

Wang Zhen glanced at him and said quietly.

Xue Renfeng quickly shut up and said, "Forget it, let's go eat. We've been hungry all day."

The three of them followed and came to the restaurant of the Demon Slaying Division.

however.

As soon as he entered the restaurant, Qin Hao noticed that the atmosphere was a little off.

Just the center of the restaurant.

Six young men with strong physiques sat together, with cold and arrogant expressions, and a hint of energy between their eyebrows.

This is secondary.

The moment I saw them.

The life fire in my mind trembled slightly.

"A warrior in the Life Fire Realm?"

Judging from their appearance, they were only about twenty years old, and they were all wearing the uniforms of demon slayers.

Being able to ignite the fire of life at this age, it is no exaggeration to say that he is a genius.

"This person came with the Qingzhou Garrison Commander. I heard they are talented individuals scoured from other cities and will be brought back to the Qingzhou Headquarters for training. Don't offend them."

A demon slayer whispered a warning.

Geniuses from other cities?
Is this why the Qingzhou garrison commander arrived at Gushan City so late?

Qin Hao took a glance, looked away, and went to serve his rice.

at the same time.

The six demon slayers looked around and spoke in low voices:

"This Gushan City is, after all, a small city in a remote corner. It can't even handle a little-known sect like the Liansheng Sect. We have to send the garrison commander in person."

"I've been looking around today and heard that the Demon Slaying Division suffered heavy losses in their fight against the Liansheng Cult. Even two of their hall masters have perished. I guess we'll be staying in Lonely Mountain City for a while."

"Two hall masters died?!"

"Won't that delay our trip to Qingzhou for tryouts?"

"As the head of a sect, he couldn't even defeat the scumbags of the Liansheng Sect. Isn't his strength too poor?"

(End of this chapter)