Begin immortality by slaying demons

On the way back to the city.

Chen Ji followed behind on a donkey, staring at the tall back in front of him, always feeling a little strange.

Normally, even if Shen Yi was passing by the door, she would be eager to scrape off the people's skin, money, wine, meat, and even girls from other families.

I killed the monster with my own hands today. What a good excuse it was to have him leave so easily?

Also, at the farmer's house earlier, even though it was a sneak attack, the other party's body was emptied of wine and sex, and he was out of breath even after running for a few steps. How could he stab the dog demon without being able to fight back.

Chen Ji asked himself, he was the one sitting next to the dog demon at that time, so he probably couldn't do it so neatly.

When I remembered, Shen Yi looked at random pages of martial arts manuscripts.

He hesitated and asked: "Master Shen is also interested in the martial arts of the Demon Suppression Division?"

Hearing this, Shen Yi turned around and looked at the boy's troubled expression, and recalled the reluctance on his face when he handed over the martial arts manuscript in the class room.

"..."

He was a little speechless, took out the martial arts manuscript and threw it away: "I just took a look and returned it to you."

"Beizhi doesn't mean that..." Chen Ji took the transcript and explained subconsciously: "Beizhi has some experience in these three martial arts. If Mr. Shen is interested, I can do it for you..."

The words stopped abruptly.

Chen Ji suddenly frowned. He didn't understand why he said such a thing.

You must know that one of the important reasons why he worked hard to practice martial arts in the first place was to kill the beast in front of him with the long knife in his hand. How could he be willing to teach the other person martial arts experience?

Really changed!

From the contact this morning, Shen Yi seemed to be a different person, and every move he made was beyond his expectation.

Could it be that the other party's conscience has discovered it and is ready to change his mind and start a new life?

"Tie the donkey up and get rid of the demon corpse."

Returning to the county government office, Shen Yi stood at the door of the class room, her face looking a little tired.

His hands were stained with blood for two consecutive days. Although it was all demon blood, he was still not used to it.

Fortunately, his predecessor was a rogue official, and he didn't have much official work to do on weekdays. If someone like Shen Yi could sit in the squad room for a while, he would be praised for his hard work by others.

He moved his body a little and then walked inside.

"Boss Shen, is it so early today?"

"..."

Shen Yi looked at the scorching sun at noon above his head, and slowly returned his gaze to the people in front of him.

The man who tells lies with his eyes open is named Zhang Dahu. He is the most valued by his predecessor. He leaves all the dirty work to him and is regarded as a confidant.

Together with the few people behind, they are the entire team under Shen Yi.

"Um."

Shen Yi nodded and continued walking towards the house.

It can be seen from the actions of their predecessors that these losers are by no means good people. They only bully good people, that is, eat, drink and have fun.

When it comes to skills, it's okay to bully ordinary people with the official sword, but it's almost the same as fighting against monsters.

Shen Yi was not interested in chatting with them either.

Just after passing a few people, Zhang Dahu unexpectedly followed up with him, looking like he was asking for credit: "Boss Shen, the things you told me have been done."

"What's the matter?" Shen Yi was slightly startled.

"You're just using that kid's sister to cover the Liu family's share." Zhang Dahu said with a pitiful look: "You don't know, given the situation in our county, which family doesn't hide their daughter well, just to get some money? It’s enough for the amount you asked for, my brothers almost broke their legs these days.”

As he spoke, he said with a smile: "Brothers have made arrangements and sent that boy to Liuli Temple Village. Don't worry, he won't be back for ten and a half months."

As the words fell, Shen Yi's heart sank slightly, and she suddenly thought of something.

At this moment, a thin figure stopped at the door of the class room.

Chen Ji took off his bamboo hat, his eyes were dead, and he quietly raised his head to look at everyone.

The next moment, he was laughing at himself, and the knife on his waist was unsheathed!

It's bullshit to change your mind, it's bullshit to be a new person.

A beast is a beast!

"Fuck, why is he back! Protect Master Shen!"

Zhang Dahu exclaimed, and together with the remaining six officers, they drew their sabers and stood in front of Shen Yi.

"Chen, you are so brave! If you dare to draw a sword on the boss in the Yamen, if you want to survive, put down the sword quickly, do you hear me?"

"laugh."

Chen Ji looked at the crowd, clearly one against eight, but his eyes were full of contempt.

After he studied the martial arts of Suppressing Demons assiduously, these bunch of chickens and dogs were no match for him at all.

In an instant, Chen Ji suddenly took three steps.

Although Zhang Dahu was wary of his opponent's reputation as a martial arts prodigy, he relied on the strength of the crowd and showed a bit of sternness on his face: "I have long disliked you, a bastard, and yet you dare to fight with this man and seek death. "

Although this group of officers didn't have any serious martial arts skills, they still looked quite intimidating when they slashed out seven bright steel knives at the same time.

However, Chen Ji didn't squint his eyes, and with a casual wave of his official sword, he easily blocked the offensive of several people.

Zhang Dahu is in his prime, tall and tall. He usually beats the hawker as if he were catching a chicken. At this moment, he holds the knife in both hands, and even the tip of his nose is dripping with sweat, but the long knife that has slashed through it cannot be used again. Pressure even an inch.

The next moment, Chen Ji waved his knife again.

A sharp silver light suddenly appeared, a crisp sound of gold and iron was heard, and the seven steel knives were all broken.

Several officers stumbled back, clutching their wrists with horror on their faces. The huge force coming from the handle of the knife was far beyond their imagination.

"Ah...ah...protect Mr. Shen..."

Zhang Dahu knew that the opponent should be a little bit stinging, but he never thought that it would be so terrifying. At this moment, his voice was much sharper, and he retreated back while howling.

Chen Ji did not continue to chase, 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."

"If you dare to do something, don't ask for mercy." Chen Ji shook his head and held the knife a little tighter.

The country is easy to change, but the nature is hard to change.

Dogs can never change their habit of eating shit.

There was a hint of ferocity on the corner of his lips, and his voice was like a ghost urging death: "Master Shen, be careful in the next life."

After the words fell, the silver light reappeared.

Sen Han raised his long sword high and slashed down with great force, making everyone around him tremble with fear and almost lose their breath.

"The little words come in one form after another."

Shen Yi raised his eyebrows and finally put his palm on the sword. He did not draw the sword, but simply held the scabbard.

Then he smashed it over lightly.

The dark scabbard circumvented the silver light extremely delicately, and landed lightly on Chen Ji's shoulder before it was cut off.

The next moment, Chen Ji's pupils trembled and his mind went blank, as if he had encountered some strange and incomprehensible situation.

The whole body suddenly sank, and the knees bent, making a creaking sound——

The long knife was released, and he knelt on one knee. His breathing was disordered, and his two arms were firmly supported on the ground. The veins on his neck exploded, and he could not move even with all his strength.

The reason for all this was just the sheath pressing on his back shoulder.

Chen Ji stared at the pair of official boots in front of him and glanced upward with his peripheral vision.

In his sight, Shen Yi still looked calm, and his voice was calm: "I said, put the knife down first."