Zhizhou: \"You're An Official, But You're Raising A Bunch Of Demonesses?

Chapter Four: The Thunderous Roar That Scared My Lu'er to Death

"Hey, have you heard?"

"There's been a big incident in the neighboring Li Village!"

"People say that the clear sky suddenly turned dark with dense clouds, and there was thunder and lightning!"

"I heard the thunder was terrifying! Endless purple lightning, as if disaster was approaching!"

"Yeah, yeah! And there were sounds of tigers roaring and dragons singing! Some even saw flying dragons!"

"And the Yuelong River suddenly stopped flowing!"

"Some hunters went up the mountain and claimed to have seen immortals. The great river was cut in half, with scorched earth for ten miles, and mountains collapsing... It's truly a Transcending Tribulation of immortal beings..."

"Is it possible that a new king who can reverse the era has appeared? Or is there some kind of genius or treasure..."

"Hey! We can't talk about this!"

"Brother Bai, aren't you from that area?"

"Tell us, tell us, is it true or not?"

"If we could witness such a spectacle with our own eyes, it would surely inspire our literary talents and inspire us to write a poem..."

...

The day of the imperial examination is approaching,

Many students with dreams and aspirations for social advancement have embarked on the journey to take the exam.

It is common to see scholars carrying their luggage and traveling on the road.

This is a tavern inn on the roadside,

Although it is not located in a bustling city,

But as it approaches noon, there are quite a few pedestrians resting and eating here,

People from all walks of life gather, toasting and chatting,

It is quite lively.

And where a few scholars gather,

It is even more noisy.

They show off their literary skills, recite poems, and indulge in refined elegance,

Considering themselves superior.

With the imperial examination approaching, they all believe they can achieve fame and glory, bringing honor to their ancestors.

Among the crowd,

There is also a young scholar who eats heartily and has a somewhat reckless temperament.

He does not participate in the intellectual exchanges among scholars, nor does he recite beautiful lines of poetry and prose.

How to describe him?

He seems to be like a Husky in a pack of wolves,

Independent and out of sync with others.

Bai Yu.

However, several scholars around him quite like him.

This person dresses casually and has a carefree demeanor.

He lacks knowledge and doesn't know how to recite poetry, only knowing how to eat and drink heartily.

He must be a mediocre student!

There is no first in literature, and no second in martial arts.

Scholars are jealous!

Ask them, do they prefer a brilliant and outstanding top scholar who is sure to succeed in the imperial examination?

Or do they prefer a mediocre student who can provide them with amusement and comfort?

It goes without saying.

The bottom-ranked person is naturally the one they like.

And Bai Yu is such a person.

Several scholars compete and fight in secret, but they are quite close to Bai Yu.

Of course, this closeness actually carries a hint of derogatory meaning.

"Hmm?"

Referring to the experience that impressed him a few days ago.

Bai Yu also stopped eating and subconsciously touched his chest.

Then he nodded slightly and said, "Indeed, I have seen it."

"Is it true? Tell us quickly, I'll pour you some wine!"

"Yes, yes! Is it really as mysterious as the rumors say?"

"Is there really a dragon? Is there really a thunderbolt weighing ten thousand catties?"

The eyes of several scholars instantly lit up, and they all focused their gaze on Bai Yu, asking in a clamor.

But they didn't know,

The protagonist of the rumors, with lightning and thunder, and a dancing dragon,

Is the person right in front of them.

Bai Yu pursed his lips and drank the wine poured for him by others.

He shrugged and casually said, "Of course."

"The dragon may not exist, but the thunder weighing ten thousand catties does exist. It scared my Lu to death."

"Ah, this..."

"Is he dead?"

"Bai Xiong, please accept my condolences!"

"Can it really scare someone to death?"

"What a shocking scene it must have been!"

The crowd paused, looking at each other,

Continuously sighing lightly, comforting Bai Yu.

Many well-off scholars have attendants.

Hearing Bai Yu's words,

Everyone thought that his attendant had been struck dead, and couldn't help but feel a bit emotional.

Thinking about it this way,

It's no wonder he dresses so casually and carefree, he must not have anyone serving him.

Not saying much, probably because of extreme grief.

Bai Yu: ...

"Lu is the donkey that carries me on my travels."

Bai Yu did not lie.

Although it was well protected, the nine-fold purple thunder and the terrifying dragon stirred up the heavens and the earth.

How could it not be terrifying?

Anyone would be scared to death,

Even a dull-witted donkey, it had already collapsed on the ground and lost its breath when Long Zhi appeared.

It didn't suffer much, it died cleanly and peacefully.

It wasn't until Bai Yu finished resting that he remembered his little donkey,

But when he touched it, he realized that it had already gone cold.

People say, "Dragon meat in the sky, donkey meat on the ground."

I don't know if there will be a chance to eat dragon meat in the future, but donkey meat is indeed good.

Bai Yu wiped away his tears and finished three large bowls of rice.

Delu bravely sacrificed,

Bai Yu could only go into battle lightly and travel on foot.

Along the way, he also pondered,

The little white dragon ate Tang Sanzang's white horse, so he transformed into a dragon and carried him on their journey westward.

Since Delu died because of Long Zhi,

Could Long Jiejie imitate it?

That would be pretty cool!

Everyone: ...

The people who were comforting Bai Yu suddenly froze, their words swallowed.

For a moment, the brothers also felt somewhat helpless.

Bah! Give me back my emotions!

What kind of name is that for a broken donkey?

You're talking so mournfully, as if something happened!

"Hahaha~ As long as you're fine!"

"Brother Bai, don't be sad. When I pass the imperial examination and achieve fame, I'll give you ten donkeys, ah no... ten fine horses, how about that?"

"That's right!"

"Brother Li, what about me, what about me? Don't forget about me when you become rich and noble!"

"Hahaha, Brother Zhang is knowledgeable, why would you need my help~"

...

Scholars boasting to each other, exaggerating.

The atmosphere gradually returned to its original state.

"Hey!"

"That's really funny!"

"Naming a broken donkey?"

"A bunch of poor and pedantic scholars, thinking highly of themselves, but their lives are as fragile as paper, self-proclaimed extraordinary, but utterly useless!"

And just at that moment,

A cold snort came into their ears.

Suddenly, the post station fell silent.

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