Chapter 94: The Tricolor Bell
Chapter 94: The Tricolor Bell
Inside the quiet room.
After saying those words, Fang Heng lowered his arm and took a half-step back, slightly hesitant.
From the moment they met, every time he wanted to say something to keep the other party, his arms would suffer, from his right arm to both arms...
But he still stared intently at the ink-robed youth sitting by the table.
Among the criteria for a master accepting a disciple, talent had to be ranked behind the desire to kill. Regardless of which senior brother or sister, including himself, they were the most ruthless in killing demons, and their achievements far surpassed their peers.
This was because Qingzhou was not as peaceful as it seemed on the surface.
It was like a building made of sand, appearing stable but actually very fragile, ready to collapse at the slightest touch.
Nowadays, Qingzhou didn't need talented individuals with exceptional natural gifts, dedicated cultivation, rapid realm breakthroughs, and then leaving like immortals, untainted by the mortal world.
What they needed was a fiend god! One who could suppress the Demon King! A butcher who could make the demon hordes cower at his feet in fear!
Fang Heng, aside from Lin Baiwei, was the only person in the Demon Suppressing Bureau who had personally witnessed Shen Yi's terrifying growth rate. In just five days, he had mastered the art of severing meridians and capturing dragons. And in the same amount of time, he had also achieved the Quad Harmony True Aura.
More importantly, he had never seen fear in the other's eyes.
Whether it was going to Shuiyun Village or climbing Qingfeng Mountain.
His departing figure was always thin but exuded confidence.
With the death of the River God, the Jiaolong was destroyed! The ink-black sword at his waist remained as it was, but the bloody smell on it became more intense.
Such a person should not be sent to temper his mind and endure decades or even hundreds of years to become a general guarding a prefecture.
He should continue killing until he becomes an existence like Senior Sister Jiang, challenging her for the position of Commander! To shake the twelve prefectures with his sharp blade!
Senior Sister Baiwei hasn't returned yet.
Now, aside from himself, no one knew how extraordinary Shen Yi was, not only in his rapid progress in martial arts but also in his astonishing composure and self-reliance.
What did the Commander-in-Chief need the most? Wasn't it that self-assured composure, bordering on arrogance?
After all, he was the one whom millions of commoners relied upon, yet no one could be his support.
"I..."
Fang Heng felt the spiciness in his throat and couldn't help but want to explain to the other party.
Just then, he saw Shen Yi slightly raise his eyes, holding a water cup, and lazily looking at him.
"Who told you I'm going to Linjiang Prefecture?"
As soon as these words came out, the two figures outside the courtyard door slightly froze, and Bai Ziming rolled his eyes, wiping the sweat from his forehead.
Fang Heng also fell silent, taking a long time to react, and after a long while, he blankly turned his gaze to the brand-new Yin-Yang Fish Robe on the bed.
"Then why didn't you refuse..."
"Why should I refuse?"
Shen Yi took another sip of warm water and asked in confusion, "Can't I have both?"
If he remembered correctly, he hadn't received any orders to go to Linjiang Prefecture. Could a personal guard captain not stay in Qingzhou City to continue handling affairs? He didn't need any help from captains or deputy commanders.
The main reason was that for so long, the people in the Demon Suppressing Bureau had been too incompetent.
Shen Yi indeed had no interest in them.
"Both, you want both?"
Fang Heng's eyelids twitched, and for the first time, he realized that matters could be handled this way.
Pulling the strings of Elder Chen Qiankun... and then doing his own thing?
"Hmm," Shen Yi nodded.
Fang Heng fell silent again, wanting to say something but not knowing where to start.
This matter sounded absurd, but there were no related rules, after all, many deputy commanders had endured for a lifetime for this bit of stability. Who would stop at the last step before the finish line?
Seeing the other's calm expression, Fang Heng became hesitant, "Do you also feel... uncomfortable living too peacefully?"
"Nonsense."
Shen Yi gave him a speechless look. Who would complain about living too comfortably? He wasn't a lowlife.
"Why is that?"
Fang Heng finally felt a hint of curiosity that he couldn't shake off.
"Because I have an illness."
A rare hint of jest appeared on Shen Yi's face as he picked up his chopsticks to pick up the large elbow from the food box. Eating the elbow required peeling the skin first.
He wasn't actually brushing off the other party.
He truly had a very serious illness.
For instance, at the entrance of the Liu family, when he first saw the Black Leather Old Dog Demon, that hand of his that reached out to stop the other party without him realizing it.
When he saw the group of little kids lying limp on the ridge between the fields, he inexplicably jumped over them and stood before the Yellow Furred One on two legs.
Shen Yi was trying hard to change this bad habit that could get him killed.
But he hadn't seen any results yet.
So he could only keep working tirelessly to improve his strength, hoping that the next time he accidentally reached out his hand or took a step, he could protect his life with the ink blade in his palm.
At the courtyard entrance.
The middle-aged man's face looked a bit grim, while the little girl covered her mouth, trembling all over, and tears welled up in the corners of her eyes. Her little feet kept kicking his arm.
"Ha... he wants to... this isn't just any baby, his ambitions are terrifying."
"I really—" The little girl stopped laughing, jumped down from his shoulder, and her eyes became deep, "I really like him."
"Grandma, where are you going?" The middle-aged man's eyebrows tightened suddenly, obviously not expecting Shen Yi to have such thoughts.
"I want to see if he really dares to ask for anything."
The little girl, dressed in green, hopped and skipped to the door, glanced at Bai Ziming, and said, "Scram."
"Hey!"
Bai Ziming nodded obediently, not paying attention to his junior brother, and heaved a sigh of relief as he quickly walked out of the courtyard.
Fortunately, this fool hadn't had the chance to leak any secrets... It was really close.
After he left.
The green-robed little girl revealed a sweet smile again, tiptoed, and knocked on the door. Her soft voice called out, "Big brother, can A Qian come in?"
"..."
Inside the room, Shen Yi's eyes narrowed slightly, and the hand holding the chopsticks gradually tensed up.
This was the first time... someone had stepped into this small courtyard, and he had no idea at all. The last time he had such an experience was with those two demon snakes in Baiyun County.
Fang Heng froze for a moment, and suddenly his whole body felt like it had been struck by lightning.
His face turned pale as he turned around, gritting his teeth and struggling to move his numb arms to open the wooden door. He looked down at the petite figure before him and subconsciously said, "Old..."
Hearing that word, a dangerous look appeared in the little girl's eyes, and she said softly, "You scram too."
Fang Heng turned to look at Shen Yi and silently left the room.
After his tall figure left, Shen Yi finally saw the little one, dressed in a green skirt, standing barefoot with thick eyelashes and a fair, smooth, and adorable face.
A Qian revealed her sweet smile, showing her pearly teeth, and her watery eyes looked at him.
The handsome youth responded with a gentle smile.
Then, he quietly reached out and rested his hand on the hilt of the knife at his waist.
This harmless-looking little thing in front of him had given him the greatest pressure he had felt in a long time!
"Hehe, don't be nervous."
A Qian noticed his movement, hopped onto the chair, and rested her arms on the table, bringing her plump little face close to Shen Yi, "I just accidentally heard Big Brother talking, so I came in to ask..."
She extended her wrist, and the golden bell jingled.
Between her slender white fingers, there hung a silver bell of the same design, "Do you want this?"
Shen Yi stared at the bell, and a hint of confusion flashed through his black eyes.
He had seen a bell like this in Baiyun County, in the hands of a fox demon, but it was made of bronze. At the time, he thought it was a treasure bestowed by the fox demon's elders, but now it appeared within the Demon Suppressing Bureau.
Three identical bells.
They swayed in his mind and before his eyes, emitting a crisp and pleasant sound.
(End of Chapter)
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