Versatile Mage

The female assistant was quite competent and soon found a private hunting house for Movan.

“This private hunting house is called Qingtian hunting house. The demons are old and have a pretty good reputation. I just don't know why there are so many different people, and many hunting magicians don't know why they don't love Qingtian hunting house very much.” The assistant woman said to Movan.

“Pretty good reputation. Should a lot of good hunters go?” Movan asked inexplicably.

“I don't know, maybe the boss is demanding, private hunting information is not completely public on our side, if you are willing to join, we will give you their contact information and address, just go there and interview.” The assistant woman said.

“Well, I don't know if the head of this Green Sky hunting house is Bag.” Movan muttered.

With the brokerage fee paid, Movan went to the address given.

What really surprises Movan is that this private hunting house is not too far from his school, which gives Movan great convenience.

If you want to work part-time in Shanghai, you'll have to take the subway for an hour and a half, and the bus for more than half an hour.

……

After passing Jing 'an Temple, walking along the flowering streets of lush branches and leaves, Movan slowly walked into some of the old streets that looked like they had no Republic flavor.

At the end of the old street, you can see a sign that squeaks gently in the alley wind.

Qingtian hunting house!

The name of the good guy is a little too big for the cloudy weather, and I feel like there's nothing this store can't do!

Movan came a little closer and finally saw the old shop that looked like an old Chinese-English teahouse.

In front of the old store, a little girl with long ponytails was sitting on a stool, shaking her lovely little legs and looking at a book of drawings.

Movan glanced through the glass and looked inside and found that there was no one in this small teahouse mixed cafe room and everything was neat.

“Do you want to entrust, entrust a starting price of 300,000, depending on the difficulty of the entrustment and discretionary price, less than 300,000 cats and dogs entrust us not to take it.” The little girl sat there, and she didn't lift her head to say anything to Movan.

Her voice was beautiful, like the crisp ringing of a silver bell in the summer, but the tone of the speech, the price tag, the cold side selfless, Raymond Movan's face was bleeding.

Say 300,000!

Movan just escaped from his trouser pocket and the fruit candy was embarrassed to give to this little beauty. I don't know how to be embarrassed.

“Well... I'm here for an interview. There should be an introduction letter from the Hunter League. Are you the owner of this shop?” Movan asked.

“Oh, you want to be the demon hunter at our Green Sky hunt?” The little beauty finally let go of the book at hand, raised that fatty little face, a pair of flashing eyes of wisdom, looked at Movan, and finally revealed a few doubtful expressions, "Are you so young that you can do it? ”

duang!

Movan's chin almost fell to the ground.

I'm younger

Little girl, why don't you say yourself, 12 years oldest right???

“Ling Ling, has anyone commissioned this?” At this time, there was an old man's voice in the house.

“Grandpa, you're here to apply. You're too young to do that.” Ling Ling spoke to the house and continued to look down at the book.

“...” Movan looked at this man, a girl with a big kid, and could not help but laugh.

“Young and good, nothing to be afraid of, it's a shame if you die, you haven't enjoyed your life yet.” The old man said slowly.

“…” Movan was somewhat obsessed with the grandchildren.

Here they come, Movan doesn't want to be filmed back on his first interview.

Just as she entered the house to discuss the matter in detail with the old man, a rushed woman appeared on the street. The woman was obviously looking for Qingtian hunting house. She hung a sign on it, she seemed invisible, and fell into several other shops.

“Grandpa, there's fat sheep.” The little girl called Ling Ling said to the old man in the house.

“What can I say? ”

“Panicked, mentally disturbed, apparently dressed as a rich woman's young grandmother. ”

“Tsk, this is good. ”

Movan stood by and listened, listening with some sweat standing up.

What the hell, this Green Sky Club feels like a black shop for money!

Indeed, the woman dressed in brilliance entered the hunting house in Qingtian, and the little girl led her inside to sit, and the old man with the pipe sat in front of the bar listening carelessly.

Nor did Movan know where to go, but he could only find a seat next to him to sit down and hear what this woman, who looked like she was about thirty years old, had to say.

Tsk, they say that this kind of firm is the easiest to attract such a young woman. On the first day of the interview, a beautiful woman was hooked up. This Qingtian hunting house itself is definitive.

“You mean your sick husband could be a demon and he goes out in the middle of the night to commit murder??” The old man looked half-witted and listened to the woman with a very good figure, while the chicken thief stared * * * at her.

“Yes, yes. I couldn't believe it, until this morning I washed my husband's clothes and found all the red blood stained in the clothes he was going to change... me, I used to be a nurse, I divided... what was animal blood, what was... I was really scared.” The young woman remembers what happened this morning, her face pale and pale.

Movan was also secretly surprised when he listened.

When Movan was in Bo, he knew that there were demons in the metropolitan area that often mixed together in a special way, but as the young woman said, the husband might be a demon, but he had never heard of it.

Never heard of demons with the power to become human beings!

“If your husband is a demon, your family has been eaten clean, how could you allow him to come to us?” The old man said.

“I don't know, he looks normal in the daytime. I came rushing to you under the pretext that I was going to do beauty. Old man, you have to save me. I heard that any demon in your hunting house can be eradicated. I don't know if my husband is my husband or not. My four-year-old was still at home, and I wanted to take my child away from my mother's house for a few days, but when I mentioned this to my husband, his eyes were as if they were going to turn colorful, and luckily I was in a hurry to change my mind and say stay. I have to go home tonight, or I'm afraid of my children..." The young lady said she was already crying.

“Have you spoken to the police?” The old man asked.

“No, I know the police won't take this. ”

Ling Ling looked at the young woman with some tears in her eyes and said softly, “These are not enough evidence of demons. If you're happy, your husband may not be a demon, he's just a common murderer. ”

After listening to the little girl, Movan felt bad about the whole person.

This Nima is also called Opinion!!!