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!

Youtiao rushed back from school to find Wang Yunxiao, who was sitting in front of a street stall eating a popsicle.


The brothers each held a popsicle, squatting in a row on the curb and eagerly gnawing at them.


The old man selling popsicles, frightened by their fierce and menacing appearance, didn't dare ask for money until Guozi forcefully stuffed it into his hand. The color drained from the old man's face and, after taking the money, he turned and ran.


In Tianmen's Jianghu rules, there's no need for a display of metal on the streets.


Guns don't count as metal, and the people with guns don't need to follow any Jianghu rules.


Problems that can be solved without killing someone generally don't even require pulling out a small knife.


Carrying a gun in the streets only means one thing—that someone is going to be killed.


Chapter 113