Chapter 43 A High-Profile Demon Hunter?

The tall and thin man chuckled, a little embarrassed on his face: "You may think it's ridiculous to say it, but actually I am a demon hunter, specializing in exorcising ghosts all over the world..."

Witcher!

As soon as the other party finished speaking, Hao Ren heard a crash next to him. He turned around and saw Vivian lifting her head from the dinner plate. The vampire girl wiped the sauce on her face and asked shakily: "What did you say you did?"

"I knew you had this reaction," the tall, thin man said with more helplessness than surprise on his face. It seemed that he was quite accustomed to this kind of behavior from the audience, "I have had more serious reactions than you when I told others in the past, but... I'm really a demon hunter - you've seen the movie, right? Like Van Helsing, my job is similar to his, but the way we exorcise ghosts is different from the one in the movie."

The tall and thin man was talking seriously. Hao Ren subconsciously rubbed his butt back to keep a little distance from him, and there were a series of questions in his mind. Is this a witcher? real or fake? The real Superman or a half-hearted charlatan?

If ordinary people were present, they might have regarded the tall and thin man's words as a joke, or as a story, or as a charlatan, but Hao Ren must have thought more than ordinary people: he knew the demon hunter. It’s a real group!

Of course, he didn't immediately believe the other person's words, and really regarded the other person as a witcher: it was more likely that the other person was joking. A real witcher shouldn't have the habit of telling people about his identity so carelessly, right?

"You don't believe it?" The tall and thin man spread his hands helplessly, "That's okay, most people don't believe it anyway, and you see, I'm still Chinese, and it might be more convincing if I claim to be a lay disciple from Mount Wutai. I have the power, but I am really a demon hunter. These three words sound very foreign, but in fact they are found in every country in the world. We have a long history, and the records start from the origin of the four major civilizations..."

Hao Ren glanced at Vivian subconsciously. This sounded a bit genuine: in ordinary people's concept, "witcher" is a Western term, and few people know that they have been wandering around the world from the beginning. It's just that the demon hunters in China were called immortal alchemists by the ancients at that time, and the demon hunters in other countries were also called wizards or priests by the people at that time, but the demon hunters themselves would not use these foreign words, and the demon hunters in front of them What this man said was obviously very factual - facts that most people would not know.

"Um...Mr. Demon Hunter, right?" Lily finally couldn't eat anymore at this time. The werewolf girl had never seen the Demon Hunter, but she had heard many horror stories about the latter from Vivian. At this time, I felt a little nervous, "Are there really demon hunters in the real world?"

Finally, Lily hadn't gotten home yet, so she now knew how to make subtle suggestions.

"Most people only hear it as stories about urban ghost stories or horror novels," the tall and thin man chuckled, "but I'm the real deal. And to be honest, there are still many people who believe in ghost legends. You don't know. In this place, things like exorcism and exorcism also happen from time to time. My main job is to exorcise ghosts. This time I heard that Old Yoford Castle is haunted and I came here to investigate the situation."

"Oh, then the confidentiality of your work should be very high, how can you tell people casually?" Vivian's expression calmed down and she asked calmly, but what she was thinking in her heart was: Why is this "demon hunter" "People" want to show up so suddenly and reveal their identity?

Regardless of whether the other party is real or fake, this high-profile attitude is a bit unreasonable. People who work in this industry have always been a shadowy profession. Most of them live in solitary confinement. Even if they live with ordinary people, they will try their best to hide their identities. I have never heard of a hunter. A demon would catch a stranger and publicize it as hard as the one in front of her. Vivian thought about the demon hunters she had met in her long life, and a question lingered in her mind: Could it be that these guys also Finally, like himself, possessed by a declining spirit, he couldn't find a job in modern times, so he had to openly apply for a job?

Hao Ren was thinking about the same thing as Vivian, but he was thinking in a different direction: When did the profession of "Demon Hunter", which at first glance should be covered in black robes and hidden in nooks and crannies, become invisible? So high-profile? Aren’t heroes like this who save the world supposed to hide their faces to the end? If you look at Hao Ren himself, he didn't go around looking for anyone to announce that he was a police officer sent from heaven... Of course, the main reason why he didn't say it was because of the organizational system.

"What's the point of keeping this secret?" the tall, thin man said with a very disapproving expression, "It's not a shameful job. You see, even people who read people's palms and give names now have their own websites. Why are we in the business of being a witcher?" Can’t you talk to people about your work?”

Hao Ren and Vivian exchanged glances quickly, thinking about how they should act like two "ordinary people" in this situation. Soon they reached a tacit understanding, showing interest but disbelief, and they were completely listening. Looking like a lively audience, Vivian had a decent yet distant smile on her face: "So are you going to eliminate the resentful spirits in the castle this time?"

When the tall and thin man saw Vivian's expression, his interest suddenly dropped by half, but he still smiled: "We have to wait until tomorrow to see the situation. I know you won't believe what I said, and I don't intend to let you believe it. , but we can go together. When are you leaving? If it’s tomorrow, we’ll be on the way. I’m familiar with the route. There’s a train that leaves in the morning and will arrive in the evening.”

Hao Ren was just about to say that he had just arrived in the UK today and needed a day to catch up on the jet lag, when he heard Vivian next to him speaking on her own initiative: "Okay, we are destined to meet each other. It just so happens that we don't know the way, so I bothered you to lead the way. I wonder what your last name is?"

"My surname is Nangong, and my surname is Nangong." The tall and thin man stood up, "The specific name... Well, I can't reveal it due to work reasons, so you can just call me Nangong. So, I will wait for you in this restaurant at 6:30 tomorrow morning. Let's go there together. But I'll only wait fifteen minutes - if it's any later, I won't be able to catch the bus."

Just when Hao Ren was about to say that he had a bitch girl here who was jet lagged and might not be able to get up tomorrow morning, Vivian took it upon herself to agree again and nodded: "Okay, Mr. Nangong, I'll see you at 6:30 tomorrow morning. By the way, I’m so sorry that I forgot to introduce myself in my preoccupation with talking just now. My name is Vivian, and the one next to me is..."

Hao Ren watched blankly as Vivian was communicating with a "demon hunter" like no one else. It wasn't until Mr. Nangong walked away that he had a chance to speak: "Well, aren't you afraid that he is really a demon hunter? ?”

"No, that's not the style of the witcher." Vivian waited for Nangong to disappear at the door of the restaurant before sitting back on the chair and exhaling slightly, "And to be honest - we do lack a leader. Our destination is the same as this Nangong, so there is a high chance that we will meet him by chance after we arrive at Jofold. Rather than being caught off guard by a sudden encounter, it is better to walk together on the road, roughly understand his actions, and use them when the time comes. Separating the machine is equivalent to taking the initiative in your own hands. Of course, I am assuming that he is really a demon hunter. If he is just an ordinary ghost exorcist and liar... then it will be easy to handle. Ordinary people are not a threat. Just let him lead the way."

Vivian's analysis was well-founded, and Hao Ren had to admit that this vampire girl thought more deeply than he did, but in the end he still had a question that he really wanted to confirm: "Vivian, can you confirm a Are people demon hunters? They are different from ordinary people. They should have some identifying characteristics - as for Nangong just now, apart from the 'style' of words and deeds, can you still determine his identity?"

Vivian frowned and looked in a certain direction with her eyes in a daze: "It's really hard to be sure. The most dangerous thing about demon hunters is that they can hide among ordinary people before they activate their abilities. My people were He is often exterminated because he has a demon hunter among his captive blood slaves. I am a high-level vampire. I can analyze his identity through blood, but that requires blood. It is difficult to handle. It is very difficult to handle. .”

After another silence for a while, Vivian probably felt that it was useless and embarrassing, so she said uncertainly: "But if I have to say it, I really feel something different from him. ——I fought with a witcher back then and my right hand was injured. After that, I was left with a strange ability. When the witcher was nearby, my right hand would heat up. I felt..."

"Stop feeling it, your hand fell into the soup."

"Wow!"