"Sister Qing, I'll go out for a walk, and the person who comes to the store will ring me." Mu Qian shouted to the store.

"...Let's go and chase the youth of the hot summer, boy..." Sister Qing, who was lying on the counter, responded in a daze, weakly, and raised her hand to sway at Mu Qian.

Wearing a lace-edged apron and placing his hands in the pocket directly in front of the apron, he looked like a beautiful image of a "family cooked man" and walked away from the source of the crying.

It was on the next street, the store that caught fire last night.

More than a dozen pedestrians stopped nearby. There was a middle-aged aunt crying in the store, and a famous girl next to her seemed to be a high school student.

As soon as Mu Qian walked here, he heard people talking on the street. He was just coming to see the fun, and his brows frowned slightly.

"Oh, why did this store get fire? No one cares about it... It's true that the mother and daughter live by relying on this small store. I heard that there are still some foreign debts that have not been paid."

"If the landlord doesn't ask them for compensation for the rented house?"

"You said that people are in trouble and drive everything to their bodies. I don't know why, but the shop caught fire. I heard that something was blown up and the glass was broken. Look."

These people may have witnesses from the incident last night, but now they have no memories of the young spirit demon, so naturally they don’t know how the fire broke out here.

What about those demon-removing masters?

Mu Qian pretended to be an onlooker who didn't know the truth, stood beside the crowd, looking at the completely destroyed clothes store...

He was a little confused. Wouldn't the demon-eliminating masters come forward and give these ordinary people some compensation? The demon-eliminating masters who control the human world behind him are definitely not short of money...

I heard the aunt crying sadly, and the crying was mixed with words like "I can't live this life." Mu Qian felt a little depressed.

When gods fight, mortals suffer. These ordinary people are the party who suffer losses in their interests, and they are the disasters that come, so there is no fault at all.

The female demon-eliminating master rushed here, and the young spirit demon who was chasing him set off the fire was not the one who was the manager of this store, and he insisted on hitting him.

Mu Qian suddenly remembered that it seemed that he had done his job yesterday to help the female demon-removing master break the glass of the window...

This clothing store has become like this, as if the Wood Demon King is still an accomplice, and he is not qualified to criticize those who are irresponsible in doing things. After dealing with the memories of the witnesses, he ran away without any follow-up compensation. He also claimed to be a demon-removing organization that protects the human world... (It's not a criticism yet!)

Mu Qian stood here for a while and did not attract attention from others. He has lived here for ten years, and even if he doesn't know each other, he is still familiar with his face.

After a few minutes, the aunt cried less and was helped by the girl and left the store.

When they saw them coming out, someone asked them if they had insurance. The girl wiped her tears and shook her head.

Someone advised him that it would be fine if the person is fine, and the store can be redecorated...

It’s good that people are fine, after all, living is hope. This topic is the first time Mu Qian has heard it in reality, which is much heavier than imagined.

Somehow, Mu Qian felt a little uneasy. Looking at the shop that had become dark and the broken glass residue on the ground, he thought about a solution.

Whether it is a human being or a demon king, since you are a man, you should have a sense of responsibility.

The mother and daughter left, and the pedestrians around them also dispersed. Mu Qian looked at the direction of the police station and wandered over there.

A few dings, the phone has information. As I walked, I took it out and took a few glances. Someone circled the "all members" in the group chat of the new class... Everyone who became new classmates at the beginning of school was also discussing this fired clothing store.

The girl seemed to be a freshman in the same school; the town was so big, and the news spread quickly.

A girl suggested raising funds and donating love. Everyone thought this was also a good thing. Everyone was busy with fireworks. Neighbors and neighbors had to help them in trouble.

Mu Qian, who was usually quite active, didn't talk to him this time and kept watching the situation develop silently. Some classmates met the mother and daughter on the road, took photos and put them in a group chat, saying, "It's so pitiful."

Mu Qian frowned, sent a message, and then shut down the Internet and stuffed his cell phone back into his pocket.

‘Don’t make a big fuss when doing these things, and also consider other people’s self-esteem.’

He looked up and had already walked to the police station in the center of the town. He pushed open the glass door and walked in, with a kind smile on his face.

It’s easy to do things when you smile when you meet others… what my father taught.

A few minutes later, Mu Qian looked a little disappointed and walked out of the police station with some disappointment. The second floor of the police station was the office of the town officials, but they seemed to be powerless and could not help the mother and daughter.

Can't help anything...

Isn’t the human social system already very sound?

The loss in Mu Qian's eyes gradually faded away and turned into a little indifference.

In this case, I can only solve this small matter in my own way...

Be a thief?

Be a thief!

Like those guys in the painting who robbed the rich and helped the poor.

There is no need to wait for a dark and windy night, nor do you need to prepare any tools or roadmap. As long as he passes by the local bank and untie the first seven layers of seal on himself, he can make the banknotes disappear.

Just do it!

Whether it was a slight compensation for his inner guilt or a slight yearning for this kind of plot, he decided to obtain the currency of the human world in the simplest way just like when he was a demon king who came to the human world to buy comic books.

but……

Looking at the bank dozens of meters away, Mu Qian slowed down a little; after the apron, his hand was already pressed on his lower abdomen, but the seal was not opened.

It seems that if he really wanted to do this, everything he had worked hard for ten years and what he had now would be broken.

Mu Qian still walked past the bank entrance, but the weather was calm. He put his hand back into the pocket of the apron, and his expression was a little helpless.

Change to help.

Hum? Why is she here?

Mu Qian looked at the door that the bank pushed open. The female demon-removing master with her windbreaker and sunglasses was tilting her head and walking out. Her thin shoulders and ears squeezed her cell phone, checking the documents in her hands, and a bulging envelope was still in her arms.

"... Thank you for your thanks this time Sister Yu. Don't tell my mother, I'm really fine... I just suddenly want to use some money. I will pay you back after I get the subsidy next month... No, no, these are enough..."

Song Shijing called but did not notice Mu Qian's follower.

She made three or four calls in a row, checking the credentials in her hand and constantly thanking the other end of the phone.

Borrow money?

Mu Qian followed him not far or near, and no matter who saw him, he would feel that he was just walking around casually.

The sunshine today is a bit strong. Song Shijing is busy all the way and her forehead is already covered in sweat.

She walked to an old residential building, checked her mobile phone text message, confirmed that the address was right here, took a deep breath, and walked up with the envelope in her arms.

Mu Qian stood at the entrance of the corridor, leaning against the wall, his ears trembled slightly.

He heard the news that a newly married couple began to fight for the next generation in broad daylight...

Then, listen for a while...

Kill, then Isolate these noises! It’s very relaxed that he captured Song Shijing’s voice.

"You are so good. I'm here to send consolation. We failed to stop the criminals in time in time. We also have a responsibility... No, no, I won't go in. I still have a job to work. I hope these can help you recover some of the losses. That... I'm sorry!"

After saying that, I'm sorry, the light footsteps of sneakers jumping on the stairs. Song Shijing trotted out of the residential building, but did not find Mu Qian hiding at the entrance to the basement.

Relieved, she took a tissue in her windbreaker pocket, wiped her sweat while walking, and pulled her scarf a little apart.

After walking a few steps, he hummed a song...

"Congratulations? I borrowed money to make up?" Mu Qian scratched his eyebrows, a little confused about what the female demon-removing master was.

If you don’t understand, you will be curious; if you are curious, you will want to figure out what is going on.

Giving yourself a legitimate reason to be a "stalker" is very necessary for the improvement of the "human research report".

Mu Qian was about to continue to follow, but his ears captured the simple conversation between mother and daughter.

"Huh? Why do you still have some change? Is there a one or two yuan in condolences? Mom, what should I do if I have this money?"

"The girl didn't say who it was... She was not at ease."

Even though he said so, he might have heard that the aunt's words were less heavy and more relaxed.

One or two yuan change?

That demon-removing master wouldn't...

It seems that Mu Qian is going to carry out the "stalker" to the end today.
Chapter completed!