I Really Am Not The Lord of Demon

A boring day is coming to an end again.

Lingpingan leaned back on the chair, humming a little tune, and filled in the options on the phone screen with his fingers.

He was doing his civic duty - filling out his annual tax return.

In the Federal Empire, taxpayer is a wonderful word.

Because most citizenship rights are closely related to paying taxes.

For example, the right to vote and propose is not a natural gift.

Voter qualifications in the empire are directly linked to tax payments.

If you don’t pay taxes, you won’t have the right to vote or propose proposals.

You can't take the national examination either.

Therefore, in the federal empire, taxpayer qualifications are very important.

Even though, in fact, many people, especially low-income people, pay zero tax every year.

However, this tax return form must be filled out every year.

Moreover, it must be completed and submitted within the statutory time.

Only in this way will the various institutions of the empire be willing to help you.

Otherwise, all federal agencies will refuse to serve you.

Because you are not their client.

Therefore, accountants in the Federal Empire are very popular.

People in the middle class and above need an accountant to help them fill out annual tax returns.

First, carry out financial restructuring to reduce taxes as much as possible within the legal framework.

Second, it is to prevent some income from being legally declared in the manner stipulated by law, resulting in tax stains and thus affecting the federal services enjoyed.

However, people like Lingpingan are not needed.

Because of his tax file, he was directly classified into the third category.

That is, ‘other categories’.

He can enjoy special tax exemption policies with annual income of 200,000 and below.

Filling out this form is just going through the motions.

Therefore, he filled it out quickly. If he encountered a problem, he could just check the third item.

After filling out the form, Lingpingan put down the phone.

An annual civic duty fulfilled.

Standing up, he stretched, then looked at the kitten Best who had been lying in the corner of the counter, and said, "Go to sleep!"

Best jumped off the counter and landed at his feet.

Lingpingan took out its blanket and put it at the door.

The little guy lay down obediently.

Lingpingan turned off the light and said to it: "Good night!"

So, I picked up my cell phone and walked upstairs.

The kitten was lying on the towel, its owner's shadow reflected in its amber eyes.

It slowly closed its eyes.

Behind him, the pyramid is reflected.

Countless prayers and wishes came pouring in.

The thread of faith connects all the cat goddess temples in the Kingdom of Egypt.

Those tall temples built in the middle of cities.

Devout believers pray loudly.

The priests chanted the sacred scriptures of the goddess.

They wanted to connect with their gods to receive power and favor from them.

but……

The Cat Goddess made no move.

He wanted no more involvement.

He is just a pet, and a pet should behave like a pet.

Being able to take action and lend his divine power to Egypt to eliminate civil strife.

It's the limit. If you interfere again, you may be beaten to death by a fist falling from the sky!

Besides...

Now, it is a time of great strife.

The Cat Goddess can feel that the concentration of spiritual energy recovery continues to rise.

He understood that soon the ancient gods in this world would become active.

so……

What Egypt should do now is to calm down and lick its wounds.

Don't get involved in things you can't get involved in.

Don't even think about things you can't think about.

A small country with few people must have the consciousness of a small country with few people.

…………………………

Lingpingan took a bath, put on pajamas, sat on the sofa in the living room, and drank kvass.

The empty living room was very quiet.

I don't know why, but he doesn't feel sleepy at all now.

On the contrary, very excited.

"what happened?"

For some reason, he had the urge to go out for a walk.

This kind of impulse has not appeared for who knows how long.

It seems... it seems...

When I was a child... I didn't know much, so I just liked to go out and play.

Climb the wall of the industrial park and sneak into the factory to cause trouble.

Or maybe catching cicadas under the trees with the neighbor's children, or fishing for frogs on the river next to the industrial park.

However, as he grew older and wiser, he began to dislike going out less and less.

A little bigger, mobile Internet is coming.

Everything can be solved with a mobile phone, so you don’t want to go out anymore.

"Well..." He finished a bottle of kvass and stood up: "It's okay, there's nothing to do... let's go out for a walk..."

“The night market nearby…”

"The surrounding shopping malls and so on..."

With that said, he started to change clothes.

He has always been like this, doing whatever he wants and doing whatever he wants without being coy.

He put on his clothes and shoes and walked downstairs.

Meow!

As if hearing his footsteps, the kitten at the door stood up and ran over quickly.

Lingpingan picked up the little guy and walked to the door without turning on the light. He took out the key and pulled up the rolling shutter door.

Then, he opened the door and looked at the quiet streets outside.

Tonight, the moon is sparse and the moonlight is as white as frost, shining on the city.

The street lights in the streets are on.

The ivy on the wall of the industrial park opposite is clearly visible.

The evening breeze blew in the streets, making it a little bit cold.

Lingpingan hugged his cat, walked out of the door, and locked the door.

"Little darling..." Lingpingan said to his pet: "Let's go on an adventure tonight!"

Meow!

The kitten meowed softly, agreeing very much.

The amber cat's eyes reflected the image of its owner at this moment.

The head shrouded in mist slowly emerged.

Two points of flowing fire, like dots of starlight, penetrated into the eyes.

An ordinary young man with cheap eye sockets appeared in the cat's eyes.

Lingpingan was already looking to the left, at the end of the street.

He remembered that there seemed to be a park when he turned left after passing through this street.

So, holding the cat in his arms, he walked over.

It has been a long, long time since I went to the back hill of the park to play at night.

……………………

"General..." Song Shihui was awakened from his practice by an emergency call: "He is out!"

Song Shihui immediately opened his eyes and interrupted this practice.

Then directly connect the large screen in your room to the monitoring center.

So, he saw a video that was sent.

The ancient god's already closed door was opened.

In the darkness, two streams of fire slowly appeared under the camera.

Shrouded in mist, the indescribable head.

A thin young man appeared under the camera.

He appeared under surveillance holding his pet.

Then……

The head filled with mist showed bits of flesh and blood, and the two points of flowing fire turned into dots of starlight, condensing a pair of black and white eyes.

He smiled.

It seems to be under surveillance.

That smile was profound yet indescribable.

Then, He closed the door, turned around, and walked toward the end of the street.

The street lamp reflected Him, and His shadow was ordinary.

Song Shihui was stunned.

He watched the video over and over again.

Because this video is the first time that the black-clad guard is shown evidence of the bookstore owner's form transformation.

Don’t underestimate it, in that moment, everything changes from nothing to something.

because……

This is probably a sign of trust or acceptance.

It's easy to understand!

For example, many circles in the imperial capital cannot be entered with money.

If you are not qualified enough and are not recognized, no matter how rich you are, you will be turned away.

In the same way, this ancient god showed the moment of his form transformation in front of the camera without any obstruction.

This is a kind of trust.

It means acceptance and recognition in a certain sense.

otherwise……

The existence of this kind of person makes it impossible for outsiders to glimpse any of his secrets.

Even if the secret actually has no effect.

but……

"He's going out?" Song Shihui thought, "What does he want to do?"

Especially that meaningful smile.

Song Shihui kept replaying that smile in his mind, and he understood that this person went out at this time specially.

There must be a purpose.

But what does He want?

Song Shihui didn't know.

He could only tell Xia Ping on the other side of the communicator: "Start all monitoring methods immediately..."

"I want to know...His whereabouts..."

After thinking about it, he added: "If He doesn't want to, don't force it!"

The standard of unwillingness has already been set.

For example, the camera is not working properly...

In other words, monitoring cannot be ignored...

This is not allowed.

Even if it is a malfunction, it must be regarded as not allowed.

Because...the black guards must not take risks.

Any risky options must be eliminated!

This is wisdom!

The result of analysis by countless think tank staff.

………………………………

Lingpingan held his pet in his arms, walked through the quiet streets, and turned into a road.

This road, which used to be bustling with traffic, now has no traffic at all.

Occasionally you see a passing taxi.

Lingpingan is also used to it.

Since then, factories in the industrial park have either closed down or been relocated.

A large number of workers and their families, along with their machines, were packed and loaded onto freighters and sailed to the Northern Zhou Dynasty, Southern Zhou Dynasty, and Western Song Dynasty.

Manufacturing is slowly disappearing from the country.

The service industry emerged.

A new economic cycle begins.

The depression in Chengdong District is already doomed!

Continuing forward, passing through two intersections, the shadow of a park built on a mountain appears in front of us.

When we arrived here, the market became lively.

Because this place has entered the traditional construction night market.

This night market has a history of a hundred years!

In the heyday of the industrial park, it was the most prosperous!

When I was a child, Lingpingan often came here to play.

Because there is more than just a variety of delicious food here.

There are also various fun performances to watch.

Various performances and acrobatics from all over the country and overseas can be seen here.

pity……

Lingpingan walked in the night market for a while and then shook his head.

Traditional performances have disappeared.

This reminded him of the poor circus he encountered last time.

Those who are disabled but strong-willed, but still want to rely on themselves instead of being supported by the state.

He sighed.

"Technological progress is not always a good thing!" he said.

Under the wave of mobile Internet, his bookstore was a victim.

Acrobatics, circus, puppet show, monkey show...

Also a victim.

but……

This is the general trend of history!

Unstoppable and irresistible!

Those who obey will prosper and those who go against will perish!

Ordinary people like him have no choice but to welcome them with open arms.

After walking out of the night market, he raised his head and looked at the park on the top of the mountain.

So, I walked up the steps of the mountain road.

This park has a history of hundreds of years. It was also built for this heavy industrial base. It is one of the infrastructure facilities provided for workers' leisure and entertainment.

Similar facilities once existed throughout Chengdong District.

pity……

now……

Lingpingan looked at the mottled steps and damaged fences around him.

The place has fallen into disrepair.

Fortunately, this park has enough historical heritage.

So, even though it was late, there were still many people in the park on the mountain.

Most are old people and children.

Under the street lights, in the shade of trees and fountain squares in the park, people are walking or playing.

Lingpingan looked at it with a childlike innocence.

He hugged his cat and walked in.

Suddenly, he discovered that there seemed to be a crowd gathering at the foot of the downhill steps on his left.

Many old people gathered around a stall and talked about it.

Lingpingan walked over curiously, and saw a shirtless man sitting at the stall with a red cloth wrapped around his head.

A little girl, holding a gong, stood behind him.

She spoke politely to the crowd of onlookers, and held her hands like a little adult: "Dear elders, brothers and sisters..."

"We, father and daughter, came from Chu Land and passed by Guibao Land..."

"Following the teachings of our ancestors, please use your support to help your father and elders solve their problems!"

"If it works, please pay for it with one day's rent and food!"

As Lingpingan listened, he also saw what was placed in front of the muscular man.

It was a dustpan, and there seemed to be a thin layer of fine sand in the dustpan.

The man held a pen in his hand, his eyes were closed tightly, and he did not say a word. Only the little girl spoke behind him.

Lingpingan looked at it and suddenly became curious.

As a liberal arts student, he knew something like Fuqi.

It is probably an ancient feudal superstition.

Somewhat similar to God.

only……

From the corner of Lingpingan's eyes, he caught a glimpse of a small bronze statue in front of the man's dustpan.

The bronze statue is written in ancient traditional Chinese characters: The Queen of Taiyin, the Lord of God in the Clouds, and the Goddess of High Matchmaking.

A string seemed to be plucked in Lingpingan's heart.

An article I learned in school emerged involuntarily.

"The orchid bath is full of fragrance, and the beautiful clothes are beautiful..."

Qu Zi’s masterpieces are read by all liberal arts students.

so……

"The god they support is Yun Zhongjun?"

This is interesting!

This is because most of the ordinary people who support the altar are Bodhisattvas, Buddhas, emperors and the like.

Isn’t it time that ancient beliefs like Yunzhongjun and truth have disappeared by now?

"No wonder they are so miserable..." Lingpingan thought.

Shouldn’t the current feudal superstitions be based on those gods that are more familiar to the general public?

Yunzhongjun? Isn’t it too unfamiliar?

No wonder the onlookers just watched.