More than ten hours later, Xiao Yu and others stood on the land of China again. Compared with the family area of ​​the Exorcist Alliance, the sky in the capital was always gray, and it looked serious.

"My Qinglong is finally back, haha."

As soon as Qinglong got off the plane, he shouted excitedly, which attracted many people who were flying to look here.

"Let's go and meet the leader."

Since Danyi Xiaocheng, what Xiao Yu wants to do most is to open the mountain gate, of course he has to open the mountain gate. There are still many things to do. The first step is to enthrone himself as a real person by the royal family. This is the most basic link.

Qinglong knew what Xiao Yu meant, so he didn't talk much. After arranging Lao Bai and the Ghost Corpse in the hotel, they rushed to the alliance.

"Hehe, now I have a small success in my cultivation. When I go back, I will definitely surprise Zhuque and Xuanwu's other guardians! Maybe I can be promoted directly to elders, and then the power will be even greater."

Qinglong drove the rented car and said excitedly.

Xiao Yu never thought about being an elder, and he didn’t have time to be an elder. He had meetings all day long, such as what the elderly should do.

"Congratulations, but I'm not interested in being an elder. I still have important things to do."

Xiao Yu leaned against the car window and said with a smile.

"I know, I'm just saying that I won't really do it. I feel that running with you is quite fun. The enemy is getting stronger and stronger, and our pressure will be getting bigger and bigger. This way, the breakthrough will be faster. I don't want to stay on the spot and live for hundreds of years, and I can't escape the bad luck of death!"

Qinglong said this well. If they had been in the local area, they would have had nothing to do to tell fortunes, catch ghosts, and look at Feng Shui. They would have lived a good life without any pressure. They might have become famous all over the world, but what was the result!

As a result, I still can't escape the shackles of death. In front of the powerful demons, I am still so small and not worth mentioning.

"So I'm going to attend the Xuanmen Conference and meet some people by the way. At the same time, there is still a grudge that needs to be resolved."

"The Japanese Xuanmen Conference? Is it Zhang Cuihua?"

The Jiuju faction was present at that time, so I knew Xiao Yu’s grudges.

"Yes, I need to resolve that grudge, otherwise it will be a knot in my heart."

Zhang Cuihua's master threatened her with her relatives and friends. If she didn't go, the other party might really do that. They could afford to bet, but they couldn't afford to bet. After all, life was only once. If she lost the bet, there would be no medicine for regret.

"Sure, I'll go with you. I have a few friends there, so I'll go and have a look."

Seeing that Qinglong said he wanted to follow him without any hesitation, Xiao Yu couldn't help but feel a little moved.

The Xuanmen Conference, which is said to be a conference, is actually very dangerous and may even be in danger. With Qinglong’s IQ, it is impossible to imagine that the other party has to follow him even though he knows the danger. It is not stupid, but to help him.

There are really not many brothers who can put life and death aside!

"Do you have a lot of friends? There are still Japanese?"

Xiao Yu supported his head and said in surprise.

"Yes, in China, I used to write online novels. In the end, my relatives took me to Japan and I was taken to Japan by my relatives."

Qinglong said with a smile while driving.

"We had a good relationship at that time, but unfortunately, we left in the end, alas."

Xiao Yu also admired those who could write books. He sat in front of the computer for six or seven hours, and was dizzy and repeated every day for more than 300 days a year. Some were even called a dog by readers. It was really not easy.

Not to mention that those people are ordinary people, they can't stand it even themselves.

Because people who write books have more or less physical diseases, such as periarthritis of the shoulder, cervical spondylosis, and lumbar disc herniation, which are all problems caused by long-term sitting.

When I was in school, there was a book writer in the dormitory next to Xiao Yu. He basically had no communication circle and wrote books every day after class. He was called a nerd by his classmates.

Xiao Yu talked to the other party and knew some things about the people who wrote the book.

If someone reads a book, there is no problem with your own life. Some people only have 600 yuan a month, which means the basic salary given by the website is pitiful. They earn three points for a chapter. Readers read it every day. After a month, the author only earns a few dollars. The rest are paid by the website. Therefore, many authors are basically short-lived. At the beginning, they are full of confidence, and finally go to the factory to work by life.

Of course, those who can support the author and genuine subscribe are real brother fans, and some people shout loudly every day, but they don’t want to invest in the author, so they went to watch the pirated version.

Readers who read pirated copies will not care whether the author has income, whether there is instant noodles, and whether there is a family that needs to be taken care of, so those of them, to put it bluntly, are a group of selfish people.

It's like when we graduate and go to work, the boss asks you to work overtime every day, but doesn't give you a salary, and everyone will be angry.

In China, piracy is a very serious problem, but there is no way. The lack of social constitution has led to a flood of websites, which is also the reason why China's intellectual property rights are not protected today.

"I want to write a book too! Tell my story."

Xiao Yu said with a smile.

"What's the name, write the Taoist priest?"

Qinglong glanced at Xiao Yu and then continued, "I'll give you a reward, leader."

"I'm called Maoshan orphans. I don't know if anyone reads it, but I guess I'll starve to death if I write a book."

"I think so. Nowadays, many people read pirated copies. Just like my friend, writing books doesn't make money. At home, my parents scolded my wife every day. In the end, there was no way, so I had to go to work. After he didn't write, the people scolded him, hey."

"So, that's not something we can do. When the pirated version is gone, I can afford to eat steamed buns and write them after I'm writing."

While chatting, the two of them arrived at the courtyard of the Exorcist Alliance in a short while.

When Xiao Yu and his men came back, the Zhuge Alliance Leader had already received the news, so he had been waiting for them in the Alliance for a long time.

The Exorcist Alliance is still the same, with people coming and going, including Taoist priests, soldiers, some government officials, and of course some takeaways and express delivery, with more complicated people.

China is so vast that many things happen every day, so it is normal to have so many people.

It's like registering in a hospital. If you feel uncomfortable there, you just hang up the department, then wait outside, and finally go in and report on your work.

In each department, there is a staff member responsible for recording. All future people's situations are logged on and handed over to the elders, who are responsible for dispatching.

"Qinglong, Xiao Yu, when will you come back?"

As soon as the two got out of the car, a man's voice came.

Xiao Yu and the others turned around and saw Bai Hu wearing sportswear and fiddling with his motorcycle in the corner.

The White Tiger rarely goes to other places, and usually stays in the Exorcist Alliance, responsible for the work arranged by the elders.
Chapter completed!