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!

Wang Yunxiao faintly heard the sound of a clock ticking near his ear.


For a moment, he nearly lost his sense of assurance about the time-space he was in.


This feeling was quite strange, like falling from a hundred meters high in a dream.


In a trance, he saw the jam smeared on Li Mumu's face.


That should have been a scene from this morning, when Li Mumu, the glutton, went out to buy a jar of jam and, dipping her steamed buns in it, accidentally got it on her face.


For a moment, he even felt that Li Mumu saw him too, her face showing a look of surprise.


Their eye contact lasted less than an instant before the girl shattered into countless pieces right before his eyes.


Wang Yunxiao opened his eyes to find his feet firmly planted amidst the ruins.


At this moment, above the sky of this city's ruins, a number of fragmented dimensional rifts were slowly opening.


The tidal wave of time-space had arrived.


Chapter 21 So This is Called Spacetime Tides