Looking back, it was all like a fairyland.

"what happened?"

"It is said that I also heard it from others. The Yiquan Book oversees the movements of the monsters, and he is in Kyoto, which is at the foot of heaven and earth. You also know that the talent of the current emperor, or in other words, the talent and character of any founding emperor are rare in the world."

"The Yan Dynasty was thriving, and this strange book had been in Kyoto for a long time. It had been somewhat imbued with dragon energy. It was painted like a dragon, and then painted with eyes, giving birth to spiritual intelligence. During an oversight by the Demon Slayer Bureau, it became a dragon and flew away into the sky."

"When the entire book of demonic beasts saw this, they fled and scattered across the world."

"Demon Slayer, it's too late to intercept."

"At this point, the disaster has already happened."

"Oh! We finally have a few years of peace, but now war is about to break out again." The middle-aged Confucian scholar sighed.

"Who says it isn't? The painted dragon has long since disappeared, and those scattered portraits of monsters, while not real, are not something an ordinary person can handle. If they eat people and become powerful, they will definitely be difficult to deal with."

"So aren't we the ones who suffer?"

As he spoke, he clinked his glasses together and drank the whole glass in one gulp.

Although the two spoke softly and used some means to cover up their words, Su Mu still heard it clearly. At the same time, she also realized that these two brothers seemed to be not ordinary people.

Su Mu did not expect that such a big event would happen far away in Kyoto.

Judging from the situation, it seems that this happened not just now. It is really a sin.

The Demon Slaying Division cannot punish the criminals, and they need to find the lost portraits. It seems that being an emperor is not easy. If you are not careful, the good situation will collapse, and the good reputation will turn into a bad reputation in the blink of an eye.

However, Su Mu observed his humane aura.

The business is still thriving, which means the disaster is still under control and the impact is not as big as imagined.

Thinking about it, he finished the delicious food on the table, burped, paid the bill, and walked out of the restaurant to lead the old goat with the waiter's greeting.

"You troublemaker, if you don't eat the tender grass, what are you eating?"

Su Mu slapped the old goat on the head and pulled out a small piece of paper from its mouth.

"This is………"

There was actually a monster painted on the paper with golden lines. The monster had curled up and was shivering in the corner of the paper that had not been eaten. Its fear was beyond words and the painting was quite lifelike.

Seeing Su Mu was like seeing a savior, so he didn't care about anything else.

Golden lines rolled, and it jumped out of the paper with a leap. It was two meters tall and looked like a leopard or a tiger.

It jumped out of the paper just like that, its huge body hiding behind Su Mu, baring its teeth at the old goat.

"Ha! Ha!" The sound continued.

The old goat still had a calm expression as if he was looking at a fool, lowered his head and ate grass, with a relaxed look as if he didn't want to talk to a fool.

"Ah ah ah ah ah ah ah!"

"Ahhhh!"

Such a huge mass suddenly appeared on the street, scaring the people around it to death.

Su Mu held her forehead with her hand, thinking that her luck was too incredible.

But if you look closely, you will see that the monster jumped out of the painting. Although it is still made up of lines, it is much more realistic than in the painting. Moreover, its expression and movements are exactly the same as the real thing.

If this monster had not seemed to be frightened by the old goat, with its size, it would have no problem biting a few people to death. But if it tasted blood, it would have no idea what it would become.

This looks really good.

I am really lucky. I just heard what the two brothers said and then I met him when I went out.

Wait, those two brothers.

Sure enough, after some commotion occurred here.

A deep voice rang in my ears: "Little brother, don't be afraid, I will subdue him!!"

The Confucian scholar who looked gentle and elegant just now had now fallen from the sky and punched the monster, raising a cloud of dust.

The monster that was in a one-sided standoff with the old goat was confused at the moment. What was going on? Who attacked me?!

Su Mu was stunned by this scene.

It’s not that this man and this monster are so powerful, but the contrast with the Confucian scholar.

The scholar, with his muscular body full of tendons and his clothes bulging, was wrestling with the monster that jumped out of the painting. His arm full of biceps was framing the monster's neck, and his other fist as big as a sandbag was constantly attacking the monster's head.

"I'll let you hurt others, I'll let you hurt others."

He would recite this every time he threw a punch, and at the same time he would show Su Mu a smile to show her not to panic.

After laughing, he continued to exert force and pressed the two-meter-tall monster to the ground. It was so brutal.

Su Mu was pulled aside.

It was the wealthy man who, upon seeing Su Mu's shocked expression, explained with a wry smile, "Although my senior brother may seem a bit rough, this method of exorcising demons is still very effective."

"look."

The wealthy man pointed at the monster on the ground, which had been toyed with by the scholar until it had lost its temper.

"Excuse me, sir, could you lend me the paper in your hand?"

"Oh, okay, this isn't mine."

Su Mu handed the paper in her hand to the wealthy man as she spoke. The wealthy man twitched his eyes as he looked at the paper in his hand, which was still slightly stained with saliva.

In order to make himself look more reliable, he walked up to the monster without changing his expression.

He made a hand seal, put some cinnabar on his hand, and wiped it on the forehead of the imprisoned monster.

The monster that was inexplicably eaten and inexplicably beaten turned into a ball of golden light and returned to the paper in the direction of the finger. This magical scene attracted applause from many people.

Su Mu thanked the two of them.

Although he didn't really need help, he still had to thank the other person for his kindness.

The middle-aged scholar brushed off the dust on his body from the fight and waved his hand to show that it was his duty.

You don't know until you see it. You will be shocked when you see it. The man in front of you is eight or nine feet tall, which is more than two meters tall, a head taller than Su Mu.

The Confucian scholar opened his mouth as if he wanted to say something.

The wealthy man saw that something was wrong, as his senior brother was going to take in another disciple.

So he spoke first: "I wonder if this young man could give me this portrait."

The middle-aged scholar swallowed the words "I see that my little brother has an extraordinary character" before he could even utter them.

Su Mu nodded and said, "I just picked this up accidentally. You guys also subdued it, so it should have been given to you."

This time it was the wealthy man's turn to be surprised. Anyone with a discerning eye could tell that this portrait was not a simple item, yet the man in front of him gave it to him so easily. Moreover, from what he could see, there was no reluctance or reluctance on his face.

This shows that the person in front of you is sincere.

Maybe my senior brother was not wrong this time.

The portly man laughed heartily: "Young man, you're straightforward. My name is Qian Fu, and this is my senior brother, Ruan Chengji. Let's make friends today."