Slay the Gods: Return of the Ancient Chinese Gods, Start with the Fuxi Plate

She closed her lips tightly, slowly drew the spear from the box, and walked forward.

Thick puddles of water, streets covered with knife marks, the Ghost-Faced King split in half amidst the ruins...but there was no sign of Zhao Kongcheng.

"The Ghost Face King is dead... Lao Zhao, where is Lao Zhao?!"

Hongying's eyes suddenly brightened, she looked around anxiously, and her voice began to sob involuntarily.

"Xiangnan, the Ghost Face King is dead, but Old Zhao must still be alive. Let him speak!"

"What? I'll call him right now!"

There was a sudden noise in the headset, and then it fell silent again. Everyone held their breath and waited for Hongying's next reply.

Hongying was panicked and helpless. She looked around and staggered past the street corner. Finally, she saw three figures in the shadow under the eaves in front of her.

Hongying suddenly covered her plump lips, tears falling silently.

Under the eaves, Su Yan and Lin Qiye, both wearing short-sleeved T-shirts, huddled in the corner, rubbing their arms to keep warm.

The two men were shivering with cold, and their upper and lower teeth were chattering.

Su Yan couldn't help but curse, "You're just animals. You're stealing high school students' uniforms on the street and using them to cover your butt. Is that something a human could do? Is that how you, the Night Watchmen, are guarding us?"

Lin Qiye shuddered: "Yes."

"It's not you, the Night's Watchmen. It's us. We're one family, so I'll be polite to you..."

Zhao Kongcheng had a Cangnan Middle School uniform on both sides, with the sleeves tied tightly around his waist with a slipknot.

He lay weakly on the steps, but his face was full of smiles.

"Brother Kongcheng?"

Hongying's crying voice penetrated the rain curtain and was accurately captured by Zhao Kongcheng.

He looked in the direction of the voice, chuckled, and with the help of Lin Qiye and Su Yan, he stood up, straightened his waist, and then his body was like a gun.

"Old Zhao, say something, otherwise it's too dry."

Zhao Kongcheng looked serious as he slowly raised a badge in his right hand and held it above his head.

A hearty laugh echoed through the night sky: "Zhao Kongcheng from Cangnan Team 136."

"——Triumphant!"

......

late at night.

After Lin Qiye and Zhao Kongcheng agreed on a meeting place for the next morning, they set out on their journey home.

Once a commitment is made, there is no going back on it.

What's more, Su Yan's serious words just now were still echoing in my ears.

...Lin Qiye, even if you survive this time, there will be countless attacks waiting for you in the future. You are not helping them, you are saving yourself.

Before he could ask any further questions, Su Yan vomited three mouthfuls of ketchup, claiming that revealing the secret had already shortened his life and he could not say anything more.

Thinking of this, Lin Qiye's eyes twitched unconsciously.

You're obviously a normal person, so why don't you pretend to be mentally ill?!

Hmm...should be a normal person, right?

As they got closer to home, the streets and alleys were cleared of the ghosts, corpses, and blood.

People going to work early tomorrow morning will know nothing about this battle.

They fell asleep soundly immersed in the white noise of the rain, but they didn't know that there was a group of people traveling through the rainy night, risking their lives to protect them.

Is it really worth it?

But, he is indeed quite handsome.

Lin Qiye sighed deeply, his gaze extending along the road into the distance. The light on his head was his home.

"Ow~"

A howl interrupted his thoughts.

Lin Qiye stared with wide eyes at the front and side. That was the place where Zhao Kongcheng died for the first time, uh... fell asleep.

At this time, a little black dog was squatting there, raising its head and howling, looking stupid and weird.

......etc?

Why does that little black dog look familiar?

Lin Qiye frowned and quietly took a few steps forward. After waiting to see clearly, he flew into a rage and shouted, "Little Blackie!"

The little mangy dog ​​shuddered, turned its head frame by frame, and met Lin Qiye's eyes with a confused look.

"Have you grown wings and run away from home? I'll break your legs!"

Lin Qiye lowered his head and looked around for bricks. Finally, he chose a branch and rushed forward with big strides.

"Let's go home!"

The little black cat kicked its four hooves a few times and ran away, its miserable cries echoing through the night sky.

"Ouch? Ouch—"

......

Inside the Peace Office.

Places that usually should be turned off late at night are brightly lit today.

Hearty and boastful laughter echoed in the hall.

"Hahahaha, Minsheng Shanyue, Sequence 083, ultra-high-risk sequence, who else is there?" Zhao Kongcheng was wrapped in bandages all over his body, and he laughed with pain in his teeth.

"When I become a general, the captain and I will have our own separate ways. I will call him captain and he will call me general!"

Hongying was snuggled up on the sofa wrapped in a blanket, her long, round legs curled up tightly together, revealing only a few of her snow-white feet. Her pink, plump toes were lightly hooked in a slipper, swaying playfully.

"Old Zhao, you've said it ten times. Can you take a break?" Hongying couldn't help but complain.

"Oh? Is there?" Zhao Kongcheng thought for a moment and said excitedly:

"Then let me tell you about how I swung the black crescent blade and chopped off the Ghost Face King's head."

Everyone rolled their eyes: "Eighteen times!"

At this moment, Chen Muye walked out of the restaurant with a dark face, changed his shoes and prepared to go out.

"Captain, where are you going so late?"

"Let's go to the convenience store and buy some noodles..."

Si Xiaonan was stunned for a moment, and asked with a puzzled look, "Captain, didn't I just buy a dozen bags the day before yesterday?"

Chen Muye's body trembled, and he suddenly pointed at the kitchen with a look of grief: "That kid ate sixteen bowls of noodles and was only half full!"

"The funding is already insufficient. What a sin!"

Chapter 24 Night Watch Squad 136

The next day, early in the morning.

Lin Qiye left home early in the morning. He had not yet informed his aunt of the details. At the moment, it seemed that the best way was to listen to Su Yan's advice and ask the night watchman to help him tell a white lie.

Speaking of which, Su Yan is really mysterious, he seems to know everything...

After half an hour.

Lin Qiye referred to the address on the note in his hand, crossed the Heping Bridge, and stood in front of the Heping Office.

On the left is a wedding company with festive decorations, and on the right is a one-stop funeral service that sells paper money and funeral clothes.

Weddings on the left, funerals on the right...marriage is indeed a grave.

Lin Qiye rarely cracked a joke, took a deep breath, and looked at the gate of the Heping Office located in the middle.

this moment,

Suddenly, two little men jumped out from his left and right shoulders, one white and one black.

The black villain said: Lin Qiye, have you thought it through? Stepping through this door means entering an unknown life full of dangers. You may die in a certain mission. Auntie and Yang Jin...

"Snapped!"

The white villain gave the black villain a big fight and shouted angrily: Lin Qiye, a man cannot stand without faith. You have already made a promise and must never go back on your word. What's more, even if you sacrifice yourself, the night watchman will give your aunt and Yang Jin the best living conditions. Isn't this your dream?

Lin Qiye sighed, looked at the black man, shook his head, and strode into the office door.

You are wrong. I am not afraid of death at all...

As soon as I entered the door, I heard Su Yan talking.

"Captain, you're confused. Wouldn't it be a waste of resources to open an office in such a good store?"

"Hmm? What do you think?" Chen Muye asked with interest.

"Let's form a band! A one-stop band for weddings and funerals. I've already thought of the name and slogan!" Su Yan patted the table and coughed lightly:

"Cangnan 136 Wedding and Funeral Band, ten years of warding off evil spirits, a hundred years of contraception - you deserve it."

Chen Muye: “…”

"Listen to me, you're guaranteed to make money." Su Yan said confidently:

"I'll be the lead singer, Lao Zhao will play drums, Hongying will play bass... Lin Qiye will play suona. Captain, you don't have to do anything except collect the money."

"Hiss... Let me think about it."

Lin Qiye almost peed himself standing outside the door. What the hell is playing the suona? I don’t want to play the suona!

Did I join the Night's Watch to learn how to follow the example of a hundred birds paying homage to the phoenix?

And captain, are you serious when you look like you're considering it? The reason you're considering it is because you don't have to do anything!

Lin Qiye's face turned green as he imagined the scene of playing the suona.

I’m not afraid of death... but I’m really afraid of social death!