I Really Am Not The Lord of Demon

　　 Daxia Federation Empire, Guangnan Governor District, Jiangcheng City.

　　 An industrial city along the coast.

　　 is famous all over the world for automobile manufacturing and finishing.

　　It was almost eleven o'clock in the evening.

　　In a small alley in the east of Jiang City, Lingping looked at the streets that had gradually disappeared, and sighed leisurely: "Why is this business getting worse and worse!"

　　 "I still earned some utility bills last month..."

　　 "I didn't even earn utility bills this month!"

　　 Ling Ping An is the owner of this bookstore called "Qi Yuan".

　　 The bookstore opened in this small alley next to the Chengdong Industrial Park, and its business was so good that it exploded.

　　 But since Lingping took over, the business has gone downhill somehow.

　　 At first, I was able to make some money, but gradually I could only make some living expenses, but now I have not made a single business in a month.

　　 It seems that since Lingping came, the sense of existence of bookstores in this area has become thinner and thinner.

　　 At first, people still remember that there was a bookstore called Qi Yuan, where many books were affordable, and they often came to buy books.

　　Slowly, people don’t seem to remember this thing.

　　 Many people don't seem to know that there is a bookstore just in the alley in front of the house.

　　What's strange is that the neighbors nearby are all very familiar with Lingping.

　　 will greet every day, hush cold and ask warmth.

　　 I just forgot this when I was about to buy a book.

　　 Fortunately, the storefront is my own.

　　 So there is no overhead. Lingping can write some online novels and earn some manuscript fees.

　　In addition to the Federal Empire Center, there are subsidies and preferential policies for college students to start their own businesses, so life can go on.

　　 It's that there is no business, so Ling Ping's brain is hurt.

　　 pulled down the rolling shutter, Ling Ping turned around and looked at his bookstore.

　　 The area is not too big, only thirty squares.

　　 There is an old counter for cash register at the door. Next to an old model cash register, there is an old computer.

　　 In the window behind the counter, there is a photo frame that looks like a family portrait.

　　 It’s just that the photo frame is too old, so the photos are a bit yellow and fuzzy, making people hard to see.

　　 Past the counter, rows of bookshelves are neatly arranged.

　　 one by one nameplate, all books are divided into categories.

　　There are popular science, teaching assistants, and various reference books and bestsellers.

　　 There is no business.

　　 "Whatever happens this month, I have to sell a book..." Lingping thought: "Otherwise it would be a failure too!"

　　 While thinking about it this way, Lingping couldn't help but touched out his mobile phone.

　　 "There is wine today, drunk now, and tomorrow will be sad..."

　　 "Why do you think so much!"

　　 "Play the game first!"

　　Playing games is his biggest hobby, not one of them.

　　 But I don’t know if he was not careful, or for some reason. In short, his phone snapped and fell to the ground.

　　 Ling Ping An, quickly pick it up.

　　 But his counter is a very old-fashioned counter, the space under the counter is very small, so when he picked up the phone, his head hit something on the bottom of the table under the counter.

　　 Click!

　　 A gray thing fell in front of Ling'an.

　　 That is a ball the size of a thumb.

　　 seems to be wooden, with some indescribable paint on the surface, which looks a little strange.

　　 Ling held it safely and sat on the chair, feeling that this thing should have been stuck under the counter table a long time ago.

　　 "Is this... my parents put it under this counter? Or did my aunt put it under this counter?" Ling Pian muttered and asked.

　　 This bookstore is the legacy of his parents.

　　 However, when his parents left, he was only ten years old, so this store, along with other inheritances of his parents, was taken care of by the aunt.

　　 Until he graduated from university, the aunt did not return these things to him.

　　 With this question, Lingping held the ball, and after careful observation, he found that its appearance seemed to be a closed eye pupil.

　　 Moreover, this thing seems to be twistable!

　　 He tried to spin the ball gently, twisting it in one direction.

　　 Something that surprised him appeared.

　　 As he twisted, the pupils that looked like closed eyes actually began to slowly open.

　　 "This design...excellent!" Lingping couldn't help but praised.

　　 clicked.

　　 As he twisted away, a certain part inside the ball seemed to be activated.

　　 An extremely sharp knife protruded from the inside of the ball, and with a bang, it cut through Lingping’s fingers, took away a drop of blood, and then retracted again!

　　 "Oh!" Ling Ping'an cried out in pain, and hurriedly held his hands and blew.

　　 But the ball, when he didn't pay attention, automatically opened to all sides, revealing what was hidden inside.

　　 A yellow note of unknown material.

When 　　 Ling found out, the note was already stuck to his hand, as if glued to it.

　　 He uncovered the note curiously, and found that it was written in official script with an inexplicable poem.

　　 He couldn't help but read it out in a soft voice: "Tender and gentle village, Tibetan foolishness, Nanke Mengli blind eyes, today I know I am me, and a small boat crosses the world!"

　　 "What?" Ling Ping'an couldn't help but complain: "This poem has no rhyme, no beauty, let alone logic. Who wrote it?"

　　 "No wonder you want to hide!"

　　 But he hasn't finished talking about it.

　　 I felt black before my eyes, and my eyes sank into darkness.

　　 The whole person was even sitting on the counter silly.

　　 The note in his hand burns without fire.

　　 soon turned into a little ashes and fell on him.

　　 At this time, the whole bookstore was crying and howling.

　　 The nameless mist overflowed from his body and filled the bookstore.

　　 The wall of the bookstore, in the wall inside the poster, something seems to be creeping.

　　 rustle babble, just like the whisper of a galaxy in the background of a starry sky.

　　 Tentacle-like objects crawled from the ground to the bookshelf of the bookstore, and then got into the books.

　　 They secreted a thick liquid like pitch, dragging all the bookshelves into an invisible abyss.

　　 Then, these things whispered.

　　 exudes horror and taboo language.

　　 Thick fog diffuses from outside the bookstore, shielding all visions, and cutting the entire bookstore from the world.

　　 An evil eye pupil appeared on the glass door of the bookstore.

He slowly opened it, taking care of everything in the bookstore, making everything quiet, shielding all abnormalities, and then slowly hiding in the door. The bookstore returned to normal, and everything was the same as before. Except for the inexplicable fog outside the door.

　　 And Ling Ping An also woke up from the sluggishness.

　　 He seems to have forgotten all the things that just happened.

　　 "What did I just do?" He asked himself, "Why can't I remember?"

　　 "Forget it...forget it..." After thinking for a while, he couldn't remember, picking up his phone: "Let's play games!"

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　　 Holding the short blade in his hand tightly, Han Li turned his head abruptly and plunged his knife into the dark air.

　　 "Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh)

　　 Hanli kicked its chest, then drew out the short blade sharply, poured spiritual power into it, and slashed forward.

　　 A dazzling light burst out of the short blade.

　　 A monster with wings on its back, struggling in the light

　　 Hanli walked up to it blankly and whispered: "Rest in peace!"

　　 The short blade pierced its heart, and the monster turned into ashes.

　　 With the temporary death of the monster, the battle of hunting the demon also came to an end temporarily.

　　 But Hanli knew that they would still appear.

　　 Monsters cannot be killed!

　　 Inserting the short blade back into the scabbard around his waist, Han Li squatted on the ground, breathing heavily.

　　 Under the black combat uniform, the flesh was cracked a little bit.

　　 She took a medicine bottle from her waist, poured out a few green pills, and swallowed it with her head up.

　　 The cracked flesh and skin healed a little bit, and the pain gradually disappeared.

　　 However, Han Limingbai, one day, his body will collapse because of using too much spiritual power.

　　 By then, she will also become a member of the monster and become a nightmare in this world.

　　 This is the fate of the Demon Hunter.

　　 is also the sadness of the world.

　　 She raised her head and saw the thick fog covering everything in the streets ahead.

　　 In the mist, there is only one light that flashes and dims.

　　 Hanli stood up, held the short blade at his waist tightly, and stepped into the mist.

　　 This is the mission of the Demon Hunter-investigating unknown and eliminating monsters.

　　 Along the fog, Hanli has been moving forward, towards the place where the light is.

　　 Everything in front of me is so quiet.

　　Only the light in the fog is guiding her forward.

　　 Soon, Han Li walked to where the light was.

　　 That is the light coming from a closed door.

　　 Hanli raised his head and looked at the building in front of him. It was an old building with only three floors.

　　The mottled brick wall was covered with dust, and a sign came into view: "Qiyuan Bookstore?"

　　 She frowned slightly: "Donglin City, but there is no bookstore called Qiyuan?"

　　As one of the few demon hunters still alive in Donglin City, Hanli remembers the name of every shop in the city.

　　 What's more, this bookstore appeared in such a strange fog.

　　 No matter how she looked at it, she felt it necessary to investigate.

　　 So, she stepped forward and knocked on the shop door gently: "Is anyone there?"

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　　 "Is anyone here?" Just after playing a game and hesitating to play again, Lingping heard a female voice outside the store.

　　 "Who?" Lingping stood up, walked to the door, and pulled up the rolling shutter.

　　 saw a tall woman standing in his doorway wearing a strange tight-fitting black dress, a felt hat and a black silk mask on her face.

　　 "Role playing?" Lingping thought to himself, but didn't pay much attention to it.

　　 But...

"Why is it fogging outside?" Lingping became puzzled. He clearly remembered that before he closed the door, although the alleys outside were as quiet as before, there was no personal shadow, but the street lights were still on, and the moonlight tonight It's beautiful, the moon is big.

　　 How long is this!

　　 There was a thick fog outside, and the light from the street lamp was invisible.

　　 But he didn't care much, after all, the weather became more and more abnormal these years.

　　 It often rains for half a month at once, and it will dry for two months as soon as it is dry.

　　 "Excuse me..." Lingping looked at the woman in front of him and asked, "Are you here to buy a book?"

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　　 Hanli looked at the man in front of him warily.

　　 His body looks very thin, ordinary, as if he can be choked to death with a finger.

　　 But...

　　 His face was shrouded in a mist that people couldn't see through, and only a pair of metal frame glasses was exposed.

　　 Under the two thin lenses, there are a pair of dark eye sockets, and some kind of palpitation fire flashes in them.

　　 This made her swallow her saliva.

　　 The tension and anxiety in his heart rose to the climax.

　　 Fortunately, Han Li is a hunter wandering in danger and horror. He has seen countless horror and scalp-numbing things in the world.

　　 So she knows that in the face of a situation that has never been recorded before, she should be calm and avoid irritating the presence in front of her as much as possible.

　　 She took a deep breath, tried to calm herself down, tried to use the most calm tone, and asked: "You sell books here?"

　　 She held her eyes carefully, and looked behind the man.

　　 All she saw in her eyes was a space as endless, dark and silent as an abyss.

　　 Everything around 　　 seems to be shrouded in a certain disturbing atmosphere.

　　 seems to have a pair of weird eyes, watching her in the dark, looking at her maliciously.

　　Where is this bookstore?

　　 is clearly the **** in the nightmare, the devil's lair!

　　 Hanli's face turned pale in an instant, and her nervousness and anxiety immediately filled her mind and body.

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　　 Lingping looked at the woman in front of him strangely.

　　 is a little hard to understand.

　　 "Why is she so nervous?"

　　 "It's just buying books, what a big deal? It's like being a thief, neurotic..."

　　 Looking at her dressing up again, Ling Ping'an laughed, almost understood, so he laughed: "Guest, I have the book you want here..."

　　 "Do you want to see?"

　　 In recent years, with the popularity of various animations and e-sports, role-playing has gradually become popular.

　　Many cute little sisters have made a lot of money.

　　 It’s just that, but there are still many parents who always feel that playing role-playing is defying ethics and not doing business properly.

　　 The woman in front of her is probably the kind of person who loves role-playing, but is opposed by her parents and can only learn to dress secretly, right?

　　 This can be seen from her dress.

　　 Although it seems to be dressing up with care, in fact, even the layman Lingping can see it.

　　 There is no essence!

　　……………………

　　 Hanli raised his head and looked at the vague face in front of him, as if all his secrets had been revealed.

　　 She swallowed hard and nodded cautiously.

　　………………

　　 "Guests, please wait a moment!" Lingping turned around and walked to the bookshelf.

　　 went all the way to the end of the bookshelf, and he carefully selected one from a row of reference books.

　　 He looked at the title seriously.

　　 "The Secret of Role Playing", this is the most authoritative role-playing work of the Federation, which has many exquisite illustrations, and more importantly, it also has tutorials, which are very suitable for novices to read.

　　 Holding this book, Ling Ping walked to the guests and passed the book over: "Guests, you can take a look... This book should be suitable for your current needs..."

　　………………………………

　　 Hanli watched the blurry man, turned and walked towards a dark abyss.

　　As he walked into the abyss, Hanli saw something like asphalt squirming in the abyss, and then the figure of that person completely disappeared from sight.

　　 Hanli was trying to seize this opportunity to escape this terrifying and strange place.

　　 However, she had just turned her head when she saw the door when she came, like a pair of twisted evil pupils, waiting for her.

　　 Suddenly, she didn't even dare to move.

　　 can only stand silly on the spot.

　　 After a while, Han Li saw the figure of the man walking out of the darkness.

　　 In his hand, he also holds an evil crimson book.

The cover of the 　　 book is blood-red, as if blood is surging from it. In a trance, Han Li even sees things like blood vessels densely packed in it.

　　 He handed the book over, his tone was as easy-going as a real bookstore owner: "Guest, you can take a look... This book should be suitable for your current needs..."

　　 But Han Li listened to her ears, and only felt that this was an order.

　　 She would die if she didn’t watch it...

　　 Hanli had no choice but to reach out and take the Crimson Book, which she knew at first glance was definitely not a good thing, and immediately felt the hot temperature in her palm.

　　 In that book, something like magma is flowing.

　　 Shaking her body, she lowered her head and looked carefully at the cover of the book.

　　 Countless babbles immediately filled her brain.

　　 So, she also knew the name of this book-"Report on the Investigation of the Lower Abyss".

　　 A book with taboo knowledge.

　　 Hanli trembling hands, opened the cover of the book, strips of black worms wriggling among the pages of the book, combining them into evil and terrifying words, drawing out a forbidden picture.

　　 The babble from the nightmare of **** echoed in my ears.

　　 stuffed those terrifying words and taboo pictures into Han Li's brain.

　　 So, Han Li knew those terrible words and taboo pictures, what kind of knowledge did they carry?

　　 This is a book that records more than a hundred kinds of forbidden knowledge about ghosts and evil spirits.

　　The book not only records the taboo knowledge of ghosts and evil spirits, but also the knowledge of how to deprive them of their power, make medicines, and take them in a special way.

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　　 Ling looked in front of her peacefully, because she finally got the professional books she wanted, and she was a little trembling and crying, and she was very pleased.

　　 Hobbies, everyone has them.

　　 For example, he always likes to write some online novels. Although he has been on the street, he has not made any money, and he is often laughed at by people who know him.

　　 But, to like is to like.

　　 As long as it does not affect others, and does not hinder the public order and morals of society, Lingping feels that outsiders should not give pointers to other people's personal interests.

　　With this experience, he has some empathy and knows how to empathize.

　　 So, he walked to the drinking fountain, poured a glass of water, and handed it to the woman in black, softly saying, "How about it, do you like it?"

　　………………………………

　　 Hanli can hardly describe his mood at the moment.

　　 Afraid?

　　Fear?

　　 happy?

　　 happiness?

she does not know.

　　 But she knows one thing very well. The book she is holding now is the hope of the world.

　　 The hope of bringing the deformed world after the catastrophe back on track.

　　 Let the world return to the hope of the golden age that my father and grandfather said.

　　 There are no ghosts, no evil spirits.

　　 A girl her age can read, socialize, and fall in love on a university campus freely.

　　 instead of now.

　　 A world that fell apart, and all people lived in fear and nightmares.

　　 And people like her have to assume the last hope of mankind.

　　Walking in terror and danger, bearing the consequences of distortion anytime and anywhere.

　　 "How is it? Do you like it?" A soft male voice came from my ear, and a glass of water was handed to my eyes.

　　 Hanli raised his head, and saw the flames rising in the dark eyes of the man with a vague appearance.

　　 She hurriedly faced each other and bowed deeply: "Thank you, I like this book very much!"

　　 "Excuse me..." Han Li raised his head and asked sincerely: "What price should I pay to get it?"

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　　 Ling Pingping smiled and looked at the girl in front of her, who was full of middle and second breath.

　　 "It's too deep into the play!" he thought to himself.

　　 But he didn't mean to laugh or taunt at all.

　　 Well, young people, who hasn’t had a second grade?

　　 So, he just quoted the price honestly: "Chenghui, fifty-five yuan!"

　　 A very fair price.

　　………………………………………………

　　 Hanli's mood is extremely nervous.

　　 She knows that there is nothing in this world and there is no cost.

　　 is like a demon hunter, in order to hunt ghosts and evil spirits, a ghost or evil spirit has to be sealed in the body.

　　 Use their power to expel ghosts and evil spirits.

　　 But the consequence is often that the ghost sealed in the body breaks out.

　　 The witcher becomes a nightmare for humans.

　　 And this book, this taboo book, records more than a hundred kinds of forbidden knowledge of ghosts and evil spirits, and there are ways to deprive them of their power, and then completely eliminate them.

　　 Therefore, Han Li doesn't know whether he can afford the price.

　　 in panic, Han Li heard the other's answer: "Chenghui, fifty-five yuan..."

　　 Hearing this answer, Han Li frowned.

　　 55 yuan?

　　 Money?

　　 impossible!

　　 She looked at the person in front of him and the abyssal void behind him.

　　 Will such a low-level currency need money?

　　 I am afraid, it means something.

　　 Then, what did he mean by fifty-five yuan?

　　 Hanli can't understand what he thinks.

　　 But she really wanted to get the book in her hands.

　　 So, she blushed, gritted her teeth, and reluctantly removed her short-edged scabbard from her waist.

　　 put it in front of the person, bowed deeply: "Can I exchange this book with you?"

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　　 Lingping looked at the short blade handed by the girl.

　　 This is a small knife with extremely fine workmanship. The scabbard is wrapped in genuine leather and the handle is covered with yellow, yellow, green and green stones.

　　 "This is not so good..." Ling Ping An said softly.

　　 This short blade should be the other's love.

　　Lingping Ping An knows that role-playing enthusiasts have fanatical emotions for the equipment of some cartoons, movies, and games.

　　 Therefore, he guessed that this short blade should be the equipment of a character that the girl likes very much.

　　 He can't do things like this.

　　 Besides, what's the use of his role-playing stuff?

　　 as a decoration?

　　 "Please accept it!" The girl bowed deeply.

　　 She seemed to think for a while, took out a bag of tea-like things from her pocket, and handed it over: "This is my most valuable thing except this spiritual blade!"

　　 Lingping listened peacefully, and suddenly felt some pity.

"Poor kid..." He couldn't help thinking of a role-playing lover, but because his parents objected, he ran away from home and wandered in the streets late at night, finally found professional books, but because he was ashamed, he had to think of himself The most precious things are children who are pledged.

　　 After thinking about it, Ling Ping An finally accepted the other party's delivery.

　　 "You two things, I will take them for you first..." Ling Ping'an tried to use the gentlest tone of voice and said to the other party: "You can take the book away first..."

　　 "Go home early..."

　　 "The family should be looking for you..."

　　 Hanli raised his head and looked at the blurry man. The flame in his eyes was extinguishing little by little.

　　 "Is this to see you off?" she thought to herself.

　　 So, he bowed deeply, grabbed the book in his hand hard, and turned around fearfully.

　　 The evil pupil at the door has disappeared without a trace.

　　 Hanli took a deep breath and walked forward bravely.

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　　 looked at the girl in black and went out.

　　 Lingping put the short blade pledged by the other party and the bag of things that seemed to be tea leaves on the counter and locked them.

　　 Then he walked to the rolling gate and looked outside.

　　 is still a thick fog, I can only vaguely see the black girl walking in the fog.

　　 After thinking about it, it's so late and the fog is so heavy.

　　 The girl looked like she was seventeen or eighteen years old at most.

　　 I felt a little worried in my heart--the security in Jiangcheng City, although it has always been good.

　　 But such a girl, walking alone in such a dense fog, is not very safe after all. What if she steps on the air and falls into the sewer?

　　 I thought about it, UU reading www. uukanshu.com Lingping picked up a flashlight from the counter, turned it on, and the strong light immediately came out of the flashlight.

　　 So, he picked up the flashlight and chased it.

　　 "Guest...Guest..."

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　　 Hanli walked out of the weird bookstore door, and immediately felt relieved.

　　 Then, she walked back carefully toward the direction she came.

　　 both hands hold the book in his hand tightly.

　　 Even though it is hot, her hands are a little sore.

　　 The dense fog around is getting thicker and thicker.

　　 This made her a little confused about the direction, and she couldn't see the front clearly, so she could only move forward in the direction where she had come from her memory.

　　 At this moment, a voice suddenly came from behind.

　　 "Guest...Guest..."

　　 Hanli turned around and saw the weird man in the bookstore, trotting all the way holding something, and ran to her.

　　 His face is still blurred, and it looks even stranger in this thick fog.

　　 In the eye sockets under the two lenses, the flame burned like never before, as dazzling as the sun.

　　 "It's such a thick fog, you must not be able to see the direction..." The strange man stuffed his hand into Hanli's hand: "You take this, go home early!"

　　 Hanli took things.

　　 That is a flashlight.

　　 is very common and very common.

　　 Hanli took it and shone it toward the front. The dense fog was illuminated by electric light, and it seemed to be sparser.

　　 let her finally recognize the way back.

　　 "So, is this the proof to leave here?" Han Li thought, turning back to the figure that was drifting away in the thick fog, and bowed deeply: "Thank you!"