Chapter 3287: Wind white

Following the old man, Qin Ming soon came to the biggest house in the town.
It turns out that the old man is the mayor of this small town.
However, even the mayor should not have such a strong strength.
"Grandpa, are you back?" Just when he approached, a teenager greeted him and said in surprise, "Why come back so early today?"
"Bai'er, a guest is here." The old man smiled faintly.
The young man glanced suspiciously at Qin Ming and saw the demon hunter badge on his chest, his expression became a lot warmer: "Are you a demon hunter?"
"Not bad." Qin Ming nodded with a smile.
Demon hunters are respected everywhere, especially when the poison demon forces invade, those who dare to fight against the poison demon forces are heroes and are worshipped by young people.
"Wow...I really want to be a demon hunter, too. I don't know if the Demon Hunter Association will accept me." The boy welcomed Qin Ming into the house, serving tea and pouring water.
Seeing the boy's innocent eyes, Qin Ming let go of his guard.
"Maybe it's because I lost my source energy and my induction went wrong."
"The boy's eyes are very pure, he doesn't seem to have seen the world, and this is an ordinary town I chose at will, it should be no problem."
"It seems that during this period of time, the pressure of the poisonous forces on me is too great, making me a little suspicious." Thinking of this, Qin Ming secretly looked at the items in the room.
There is this that is used all year round. The mud on it is very fresh. There is a somewhat worn bamboo basket next to the hoe, and there are some food residues in the basket.
This should be a basket that contained food not long ago.
At this moment, the old man entered the door and took off his muddy shoes. Looking at the old man's hand, Qin Ming was completely relieved.
"It seems that I was worrying too much. The old man's hands are not for weapons, but for those who often do farm work." Qin Ming shook his head secretly.
It can be seen from many details that he was worrying too much. The calluses in the hands of the old man can be seen at a glance that he often grinds with a hoe.
"As long as you are a warrior, as long as you have the heart to deal with poisonous demons, the Demon Hunter Association will accept them." Qin Ming took the tea from the young man and took a sip.
"Really? Can I be a Demon Hunter too?" The young man was obviously interested in becoming a Demon Hunter.
"Cough..." The old man coughed twice and scolded: "Our Feng family has only one seedling from you. If you die, who will give me the end?"
The young man who was still very excited, when he heard the old man's words, shrugged his head and stopped mentioning the demon hunter.
The boy was very unwilling in his eyes, opened his mouth as if he wanted to refute, but immediately closed his mouth again.
"Huh?" Qin Ming, who was drinking water, frowned. The boy had obviously never seen the world, and because of his youth, he couldn't hide things.
Qin Ming felt that something was wrong with him.
"Wait, he wants to become a Demon Hunter. If he doesn't have any strength, he heard me say that as long as the Demon Hunter Association is a warrior, he will accept it. He should be disappointed, not excited."
"Is this young man a warrior?"
From the first time Qin Ming saw the young man, he had not sensed the breath of a warrior from him.
Now when I think about it, something is wrong.
"I'm so thirsty, thank you for your hospitality, can you help me make another bowl?" Qin Ming said with gratitude in his eyes as he passed the bowl to the boy after drinking.
"Good." The boy took the bowl without any doubt.
But at this moment, Qin Ming lowered his head and wiped the long sword in his hand, as if he did not see the young man, he let go of his hand in advance.
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