In the silent classroom.
Shen Yi held the brush awkwardly. Although he was not good at calligraphy, he still tried his best to make each word look clearer.
When his predecessor was still a rascal, in order to wear the clothes of a government official, he was also a diligent and studious person, and he had some knowledge of martial arts, human relations, and even reading and writing.
Because of muscle memory, my handwriting can't be said to be beautiful, but it's just barely acceptable.
The Bloody Sword Technique was deduced from the panel, with all the details poured into the mind, so it was not difficult to copy it.
Wait until the end of the day.
Shen Yi stopped writing, let the ink dry, and then reached out to take the food that Chen Ji had brought.
The yellow flour steamed buns from Huang Ji on East Street, plus the salted fish sold by street vendors on their shoulders, may not be considered delicious, but they are quite affordable.
After swallowing the food in a few bites, he stood up, stretched his body, and pushed the door open to go out.
In the courtyard, Zhang Dahu was sweating all over and doing a set of warm-up boxing exercises in great pain. The Niu brothers and Chen Ji were swinging their knives repeatedly. Butcher Zhang frowned and kicked anyone if he saw anything wrong with their posture.
"The huge Baiyun County is relying on a few fancy guys like you to slay demons and monsters?"
Butcher Zhang heard the voice, turned around, and said in confusion: "This is too bad, except for the guy surnamed Chen who is a little bit good, the others are nothing."
Before the others could say anything, Zhang Dahu started to shout, "Who wants to get rid of the demon? It's that old clerk who's targeting my master. He won't stop until he kills us!"
Hearing this, Zhang the Butcher was slightly stunned, as if he had figured something out, and spat on the ground: "What a bunch of bastards."
He learned about the many monsters in Baiyun County from his senior brother only after he arrived there.
The concealment of evildoers is common in all places and is not something strange. Last year alone, more than ten county magistrates were beheaded for this reason.
But using the hands of monsters to eliminate dissidents is simply shameless.
"Come."
Shen Yi didn't say much and handed over the sword technique he had copied.
He had to kill monsters in order to gain enough lifespan for the monsters, which was fundamentally contrary to the government's plan.
Not to mention using rules to pressure others, even using some shady means is normal.
"So fast."
Zhang the butcher was a little surprised and took the paper. "What I figured out is, to put it bluntly, just physical training. Among the many sects in Qingzhou, it is the one with the lowest threshold. As long as you have enough time, there is almost no bottleneck."
He put the sword technique in his arms: "Don't be impatient, if you don't understand anything, come and ask me."
"Thank you very much."
Shen Yi nodded and said goodbye to the other party.
He left the classroom carrying the fresh meat and spices that he had asked Chen Ji to buy.
"He can also cook?" Butcher Zhang scratched his head.
"If you had seen Lord Shen half a month ago." Chen Ji took a deep breath, continued to stand steadily, and said with emotion: "You would find that people like him would not be surprised by anything."
"Really?" Butcher Zhang did not argue, but just smiled.
After all, it's just a small county town. I've never been to Qingzhou, so how can I know what kind of style a true genius has?
In his eyes, Shen Yi was very good in both character and strength, stronger than himself, but that was all.
…
The sky was like fire.
Shen Yi knocked on the door and then pushed it open.
The woman was lying on the table, her long black hair like a waterfall, her fair face was quiet and charming, except for her slightly furrowed brows and slightly trembling thick eyelashes, which made her look a little uneasy.
Shen Yi walked slowly over and looked at the thick stack of yellow paper that was pressed by the other person's forearm. Ink stains had stained the edges and corners, and some of it had also stained the corners of the other person's lips.
He held the brush speechlessly and pulled the tip out of Lin Baiwei's mouth.
"Mine...don't snatch it..."
She bit the pen with her pearly teeth and opened her eyes while mumbling, "Pah, pah, pah!" Then she looked at the stack of papers with heartache and quickly reached out to sort them out, "I've only copied half of it..."
Before he finished speaking, Lin Baiwei noticed what was in Shen Yi's hand, and a look of joy suddenly appeared on her face.
"I leave this to you!"
She took the fresh meat, turned around and went to the backyard.
"…"
Shen Yi looked at the scattered papers on the table and carefully gathered them up and put them away.
Walk into the backyard kitchen.
Lin Baiwei tied her hair up, fetched water to wash vegetables with ease, and waved without looking back: "Get out, get out."
Feeling that he couldn't help, Shen Yi simply sat in the yard, picked up an axe and started chopping wood.
As the sky gradually darkened, the ground was filled with neatly stacked firewood of different lengths.
The aroma of rice and meat intertwined and penetrated into the nostrils.
Shen Yi turned around and saw a woman standing behind him, carefully picking up a piece of half-fat and half-lean stewed meat with chopsticks, blowing on the hot air, with confidence on her delicate face: "Hey, open your mouth quickly and taste the saltiness."
Being a lone wolf in two lives.
He subconsciously leaned back and was about to say something when the other person quickly poked the chopsticks into his mouth: "..."
"How is it?" Lin Baiwei's face was full of anticipation.
It's not delicious, but it's surprisingly good. It's a bit similar to the big pot dishes in my previous life. It's a bit rough, but it should go well with rice.
"Something."
Shen Yi dropped the axe in his hand and stood up to serve the soup.
"That's right." Lin Baiwei snorted and put her hands behind her back like a chef.
Just then, there was a sound of violent kicking on the door.
Bang, bang, bang!
"Mr. Shen, get out here!"
Shen Yi paused, frowned, turned around and walked out.
Lin Baiwei looked puzzled, but did not ask any more questions and quickly went into the kitchen.
The next moment, five or six officers broke into the room.
Two figures walked into the room one after the other.
The former was an old man with white hair and beard, wearing a blue shirt and with a gloomy face. He was Liu Dianli.
The thin monk at the back stood with his hands hanging down, looking like an outsider enjoying the show.
Outside the door, Chen Ji and the other three had knives pressed on their shoulders by the officers. They struggled and were pressed against the wall. Butcher Zhang stood far away on the street with a gloomy face and his fists as big as bowls clenched tightly.
"The government trusts you, so they entrusted you with the important task of managing the affairs of demons."
Liu Dianli was furious, his fingers trembling with anger: "In the past two nights, more than ten children were kidnapped in Baiyun County and three villages and six suburbs, but you were lying comfortably at home. The whole class is full of snakes and rats, knowing the truth but not reporting it... I am treating you like my own son or nephew."
The old man spoke fiercely, his voice sharp: "You deserve to die!"
"The door of our classroom was wide open and we didn't receive any news!" Chen Ji gasped and argued loudly.
Who wouldn't be anxious when someone is lost? Now that Lord Shen is famous, how could they not go to him but go to Liu Dianli instead?
He was responded with a crisp slap.
Liu Dianli retracted his hand: "How dare you quibble."
As he spoke, more than twenty young men came down the street, all holding bows and crossbows. Their clothes were different from those of the servants. They were actually the soldiers guarding the city.
Liu Dianli turned sideways and looked at Shen Yi: "If you can't get rid of the demon today, I will take your head!"
(End of this chapter)