On the way back to the city.
Chen Ji followed behind on his donkey, staring at the tall figure in front of him, feeling something was strange.
Under normal circumstances, even if Shen Yi just passed by the door, he would want to take away the people's money, wine, meat, and even the girls of other people's families.
I killed the monster with my own hands today. What a good excuse! How could he just walk away like that?
Also, although it was a sneak attack at the farmer's house before, the opponent's body was hollowed out by alcohol and sex, and he was out of breath after running a few steps. How could he stab the dog demon so hard that he had no power to fight back?
Chen Ji asked himself, if he was sitting next to the dog demon at that time, he probably wouldn't be able to do it so quickly and efficiently.
I remembered Shen Yi flipping through a martial arts manuscript at random.
He hesitated and asked, "Master Shen is also interested in the Demon Suppression Division's martial arts?"
Hearing this, Shen Yi turned around and looked at the boy with a conflicted look on his face. He then recalled the reluctance on the boy's face when he handed him the martial arts manuscript in the classroom.
"…"
He was a little speechless, and pulled out the martial arts manuscript and threw it over: "Just take a look, I'll give it back to you."
"That's not what I meant..." Chen Ji took the manuscript and explained subconsciously: "I have some experience in these three martial arts. If Lord Shen is interested, I can help you..."
The voice stopped abruptly.
Chen Ji frowned suddenly. He didn't understand why he said such a thing.
You have to know that one of the important reasons why he worked hard to learn martial arts was that he wanted to use the long sword in his hand to chop the beast in front of him. How could he be willing to teach the other party his martial arts experience?
It really changed!
Since the contact this morning, Shen Yi seemed like a different person, and every move he made was beyond his expectations.
Could it be that the other party has a change of heart and is ready to turn over a new leaf?
"Tie up the donkey and get rid of the demon's corpse."
After returning to the county government office, Shen Yi stood at the door of the classroom, with a look of fatigue on his face.
His hands had been stained with blood for two consecutive days, even though it was all demon blood, he was still a little uncomfortable with it.
Fortunately, he was a ruffian in his previous life and did not have much official duties to do on weekdays. People like Shen Yi who could sit in the classroom for a while would be praised by others for their diligence.
He stretched his body a little and then walked inside.
"Boss Shen, why are you here so early today?"
"…"
Shen Yi looked at the scorching midday sun above his head, then slowly turned his gaze back to the people in front of him.
The man who lied with open eyes was named Zhang Dahu. He was the most valued by his predecessor. All the dirty work was assigned to him and he was considered his confidant.
Together with the few people behind him, they form the entire team under Shen Yi.
"Um."
Shen Yi nodded and continued walking into the house.
It can be seen from their previous actions that this group of lackeys are by no means good people. Apart from oppressing the good, they also eat, drink and have fun.
In terms of skills, he can bully ordinary people with his official sword, but if he fights against demons, it's almost like giving them a free hand.
Shen Yi was not interested in chatting with them.
Just after passing a few people, Zhang Dahu followed him unexpectedly, looking for credit: "Boss Shen, I have done what you asked me to do."
"What's the matter?" Shen Yi was slightly stunned.
"That's to say, we're going to use that kid's sister to make up for the Liu family girl's share." Zhang Dahu forced out a pitiful look, "You don't know, given the situation in our county, every family would hide their daughters well. In order to make up the amount you want, the brothers have almost run themselves to pieces these days."
As he said this, he smiled and said, "My brothers have made arrangements to send that kid to Liulimiao Village. Don't worry, he won't be back for ten days or half a month."
As the words fell, Shen Yi's heart sank a little, and he suddenly remembered something.
At this moment, a thin figure stopped at the door of the classroom.
Chen Ji took off his bamboo hat, looked up at everyone with a dead look in his eyes. The next moment, he looked at himself with a mocking look in his eyes, and the sword on his waist came out of its sheath with a clang!
Bullshit about changing one's ways and becoming a new person.
A beast is a beast!
"Fuck, why is he back? Protect Lord Shen!"
Zhang Dahu cried out in surprise, and together with the remaining six officers, they drew their swords and stood in front of Shen Yi.
"Mr. Chen, you are so bold! You dare to draw your sword against the boss in the government office. If you want to live, put down your sword quickly. Do you hear me?"
"laugh."
Chen Ji looked at the crowd. It was clear that he was outnumbered eight, but his eyes were full of contempt.
After he practiced the Demon Suppression Division's martial arts diligently, this group of losers was no match for him at all.
In an instant, Chen Ji took three steps forward.
Although Zhang Dahu was afraid of the other party's reputation as a martial arts genius, he relied on his large numbers and showed a bit of ruthlessness on his face: "I have long disliked you, a bastard, and you dare to go against me, you are looking for death."
Although these officers did not have any real martial arts skills, the sight of seven shining steel knives slashing out at the same time still looked quite intimidating.
However, Chen Ji did not look away, and with a casual swing of his official sword, he easily blocked the attacks of several people.
Zhang Dahu was in his prime, tall and strong. He usually beat up street vendors as easily as catching chickens. But at this moment, he held the knife with both hands, and sweat even broke out on the tip of his nose, but the long knife he had used to chop down could not be pushed down even an inch.
The next moment, Chen Ji swung his knife again.
A sharp silver light flashed, the crisp sound of metal rang out, and the seven steel knives broke at the same time.
Several officers stumbled back, clutching their wrists in horror; the enormous force coming from the hilt of the knife was far beyond their imagination.
"Ah...ah...protect Lord Shen..."
Zhang Dahu knew that the opponent would be difficult to deal with, but he never thought he could be so terrifying. At this moment, even his voice became much sharper, and he howled while retreating backwards.
Chen Ji did not continue chasing, but walked slowly to the last person with an indifferent expression.
Shen Yi stood with his hands down, frowned, and said softly, "Put down the knife first."
"Dare to take responsibility for your actions and don't ask for mercy." Chen Ji shook his head and tightened his grip on the knife.
It is easy to change the country, but difficult to change one's nature.
After all, a dog will never stop eating shit.
The corners of his lips raised a trace of ferocity, and his voice was like a ghost urging his life: "Master Shen, be careful in your next life."
As soon as the words were spoken, the silver light reappeared.
The cold sword was raised high and chopped down with great force, which frightened the people around and made them almost unable to breathe.
"You have a lot of little words."
Shen Yi raised his eyebrows, and finally placed his hand on the sword. He did not draw the sword, but simply held the scabbard.
Then he threw it lightly.
The pitch-black scabbard skillfully avoided the silver light and landed lightly on Chen Ji's shoulder before it could cut down.
The next moment, Chen Ji's pupils shook violently and his mind went blank, as if he had encountered some incomprehensible strange situation.
The whole body suddenly sank, the knees bent, and there was a creaking sound.
The long sword slipped out of his hand and he knelt on one knee. His breathing was disordered, his arms were tightly grasped on the ground, veins on his neck were bulging, and he could not move at all despite his best efforts.
The reason for all this was simply the scabbard pressing against his shoulder.
Chen Ji stared at the pair of official boots in front of him and glanced upwards with his peripheral vision.
In his sight, Shen Yi still looked calm, his voice was calm: "I said, put the knife down first."
(End of this chapter)