I Can’t Be a Sword God

Eight-armed Asura?

Li Chu's heart moved, and he wanted to ask.

The woman named Rou'er didn't allow him to interrupt.

She looked at the middle-aged scribe, and said in a trembling voice: Since Daddy knows that there are monsters blocking the way, why does he insist on going forward? Can we go somewhere else together? Didn't you say yesterday that the scenery in the south of the Yangtze River is beautiful, and you have never seen it in your life. Let's not go Yuhang Town, wouldn’t it be nice to visit other places together? Or go out to sea by boat, haven’t you always yearned for the customs of overseas countries?”

Heh. The middle-aged scribe shook his head with a smile: I, Gongsun Zhe, is an official appointed by the imperial court! Even if I have been relegated to this point, if I fled because of the threat of a monster, what is the dignity of the imperial court? On the other hand, if I die on the way to my post, wouldn't it be more important? It can prove the arrogance of that old thief of the Yang family! Even if he cannot be brought down, it can still shake the trust in him in the heart of the Holy One. Such a thing, one or two, will one day be enough to overthrow the tall building of his Yang family!

There are countless officials in the imperial court, but my daughter has only one father. The woman looked sadly: Can't father put aside those unnecessary fights in the court for his daughter?

I can't let it go. The imperial court is a quagmire, but if you want to do things for the people sincerely, you have to enter it and fight with others. Before I knew it, I was already deep in the mud. The scholar's eyes crossed the gate of the front hall and looked at the distant sky , If your mother is still alive, she must understand my choice.

Okay. The woman nodded: My daughter dare not influence my father's decision, but if you are determined to die, then my daughter must go with you!

Rou'er! The scribe held her hands tightly: Why are you so stupid? Father knows that you look weak on the outside, but you are extremely strong on the inside. But the matter has come to this point, it is all my choice. Your youth , There are still many things that I have never seen and experienced, so there is no need to sacrifice for these things.”

Although my daughter is young, she also understands the truth. It is thanks to my father who taught me to read since childhood. The woman raised her head and looked straight into the eyes of the scholar: Does my father look down on my daughter and think that women are not worthy to die for righteousness?

Her voice was clear and soft, but every word she spoke was sonorous.

Alas— the scribe sighed deeply: The greatest pride in my life is not that I was the number one scholar in the past, nor that I was a high-ranking official, but that I have such a good daughter like you! There are countless children in Chaoge City. How many more are you? But...

My daughter understands my father's heart. The woman suddenly showed a faint smile: You are also my greatest pride! So there is no need for father to say too much, my daughter has made up her mind!

I, Gongsun Zhe, ask myself that in this life, I am worthy of the emperor, I am worthy of the people, and I am worthy of the common people! Only for you mother and daughter, I am really three lives and three generations!

He hugged his daughter in his arms, the woman was smiling, but the scribe was in tears and couldn't make a sound.

Father……

Rou'er...

Seeing that they finally slowed down their conversation for a while, Li Chu finally had time to ask, Excuse me, is the eight-armed Asura you mentioned, a demon with eight arms?

Um?

The scribe raised his head in a daze, and the father and daughter looked at the little Taoist priest strangely.

Here we are giving up our lives for righteousness. The father and daughter are passionate and passionate. You suddenly asked me if the eight-armed Shura had eight hands?

Don't you think there is something wrong with you?

But seeing Li Chu's serious look, the middle-aged scribe hesitated for a moment, wiped away his tears, and replied casually: Maybe there is...or maybe not. Qingyilou specializes in driving monsters as assassins. It's not surprising to have eight arms. It's just a nickname...it's possible.

This is tantamount to no answer...

Li Chu asked again: Is there any more?

I only heard that he is the bronze medal killer of the Green Wing Building. He is best at hunting and chasing. If the target doesn't struggle much, he will give the other party a good time. If the target escapes and is caught by him, he will be brutally tortured. Torture, and even refine the soul of a person, making it impossible for him to be reborn forever.

The scribe replied carefully, after Li Chu's interruption, he felt that the atmosphere was not right, and he couldn't cry any more, so he just told what he knew.

After he finished speaking, he turned around and looked at his daughter again, resuming his emotions and preparing to say something more.

Just listen to Li Chudao: This eight-armed Shura may be dead.

Huh? The scribe was taken aback again.

On the way back from Yuhang Town, I met a monster blocking the way, and I was forced to kill him. Li Chu said calmly, Now that I think about it, he is probably the eight-armed Shura who is going to intercept you.

Scribe was stunned again.

On the contrary, the woman opened her eyes wide: Xiao Daoist, is what you said true?

Of course. Li Chu's face was still calm.

But this expression fell in their eyes, as if to say, a monster, it's nothing special to kill it casually when passing by.

Although it is true.

Xiao Daoist, are you a practitioner? The scribe looked at Li Chu in disbelief.

Yes. Li Chu nodded, and said again: I think you two should rest here tonight, and I will send you to Yuhang Town tomorrow morning. I am not afraid if there are monsters coming, even if my cultivation is not enough to protect them. You two... and my master is here.

Li Chu pointed to the bedroom on that side: My master's cultivation level is as high as the sky!

Both father and daughter's eyes widened. They never expected that there would be two masters hidden in such a small mountain Taoist temple.

Especially the middle-aged scribes, thinking of the drama he just performed in front of the little Taoist priest, suddenly felt complicated.

Although this little Taoist saved his life, he still wanted to say something...

Next time, say something like this sooner.

Otherwise it will be embarrassing.

...

Early the next morning, Li Chu prepared some extra porridge and side dishes, and called the father and daughter to have breakfast together.

Yu Qi'an usually goes out in a fairy-like manner, and when he sees a graceful young girl, his eyes light up, and a kind smile appears on his face in an instant.

At the dinner table, Yu Qi'an used his skills, and in a few words, he explained the origins of the two of them.

It turned out that the scholar's name was Gongsun Zhe, and his daughter's name was Gongsun Rou, both from Chaoge City.

Gongsun Zhe was born as the No. 1 Scholar back then, and has been in the court for more than ten years. He was an official in Dali Temple.

It's a pity that he was a protégé of the former prime minister Meng Youxiong, the power minister Yang Dingtian defeated Meng Youxiong's position, and all the officials in Meng Youxiong's line were relegated.

Gongsun Zhe was directly demoted to Jiangnanzhou and became a small Yuhang county magistrate.

But he has always been valued by the emperor, Yang Dingtian was worried that he would have a chance to return to the court, so he secretly hired a killer from the Green Wing Tower to kill him.

All the guards who came with him had been bribed by Yang Dingtian, and all of them ran away halfway. It was one of the guards who still had a conscience, so he told Gongsun Zhe the news that there was a killer intercepting him on the way.

But even after knowing the news, he still insisted on coming to Yuhang Town to die.

Hearing that the middle-aged scribe in front of him with a bad face was the soon-to-be magistrate of Yuhang County, Yu Qi'an's eyelids couldn't help but tremble.

The mountains are high and the emperor is far away. No matter how big the turmoil of Northwest Chaoge is, there will be no waves in Yuhang Town.

But the little county magistrate, even though the officials in Kyoto look down on him, is the emperor here.

Thinking that he was still squinting at the lady of Zhun County Magistrate's family just now, Yu Qi'an's eyelids trembled twice again, and his appetite dropped by 80%.

However, what puzzled him was that the father and daughter were very respectful when they talked to him, and they looked at him strangely.

His eyes seem to be full of...

awe.