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!

"He's definitely not human; that thing is a monster wearing human skin!"


Smith's loyal servant, Simba, delivered the most accurate evaluation of him.


At first, following this mysterious Eastern samurai, everyone's hearts were filled with unease and trepidation.


Because the weapons in their hands were completely useless against these monsters from the bottomless abyss. Bullets would graze their skin, causing only superficial wounds, and it was only the thunderous noise that managed to scare the monsters away.


But they quickly realized the weapon in the hands of that Eastern samurai was on an entirely different level compared to the glorified sticks in their own hands.


Not long after entering the Net Path, they once again encountered an ambush from a spider swarm.


The Spider God's followers came in two forms: the first were giant, unintelligent beasts, capable of creating frost, earning them the nickname "Cold Spiders" among the locals.


Chapter 91 He Fired His Last Bullet