Champak

Guns suppress all divine demons and evil spirits, flesh and blood forge the multi-dimensional Great Wall!
In the second year of Ming Country, Tianmen City was in need of recovery after the war. Chaos thrived, and evil spirits roamed freely.
The children of the poor take charge early, and garrison soldiers need to learn to earn their own money.
My name is Wang Yunxiao, an external field agent for the Special Service Bureau, specialized in dealing with various demon and evil spirit emergencies locally.
Let me introduce my wife Li Mumu—she is gentle, virtuous, cute, and empathetic, and she is an evil spirit.
Who writes a diary in all seriousness! Can what’s written even be considered true inner thoughts? Despicable!
(The female protagonist’s solo storyline begins later, starting from chapter 87)

Love letters are not allowed in the exorcism notebook!

There were no such pretty nurses in the hospital.


Song Bin was certain of this—he would have taught her a lesson a long time ago otherwise.


She must have come from another hospital.


She knew no rules at all, daring to meddle in everything; indeed, it seemed necessary to give her a thorough scolding.


Since the heavy rain made it impossible to return home, tonight was a good time for some entertainment.


He pointed his finger at the young girl and said, "You, come here—ah!"


Wang Yunxiao grabbed his finger and twisted it backward, then kicked him behind his knee, forcing him to the ground.


"Ouch, ouch, ouch… what are you doing? Someone help! She's hitting me, ow…"


Wang Yunxiao grabbed his chin and twisted it hard. He couldn't close his mouth or utter a word, only manage to whimper.


He wasn't a doctor, so even if he disliked this man's behavior, he had to swallow his anger.


Chapter 7: Hanging Saline Doesn't Make Money