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!

On the evening of September 1 in the second year of Ming Country, the weather was clear, moonless.


Veil upon veil of barriers slowly opened in the void, and a grayish-white mist silently enveloped the surrounding blocks.


A pair of metal palms, covered in rust marks, tore through the veil, and a petite figure, shrouded in gun smoke, stumbled and fell to the ground.


Shen Qingxi leaned against the wall, letting out a long breath.


Competing in the revival race was easy, but breaking through the moat dimension was really challenging.


She was almost sent back to restart the journey.


It was really... an unexpected disaster.


Looking down at her dress that was nearly ragged enough to be mistaken for a beggar's garb, Shen Qingxi sighed helplessly. Fortunately, it was nighttime... but nighttime was also dangerous. Who knew if she would encounter a malevolent psychopath?


Chapter 1 I Have No Idea What's Going On