Wrongly practicing evil skills, imitating the laws of nature

That night, Duan Yun slept soundly and for a long time.

Mainly because all night, he dreamed of tadpoles looking for their mother, and they never found her.

When he woke up, it was already past his usual breakfast time.

The Murong brothers were still huddled in their straw mats. They always slept until the afternoon and skipped breakfast and lunch.

Shen Ying, however, was nowhere to be seen.

Duan Yun asked around and found out that this guy had run off to Xiaochun Town early in the morning to listen to storytellers again.

Was she addicted to it?

Duan Yun scooped a bowl of cold congee that Shen Ying had left behind from the pot and picked out a piece of red fermented bean curd from a small jar.

This red fermented bean curd was bought from a roast meat shop in town. It was covered with a layer of bright red chili powder on the outside, and the fermented bean curd inside was yellowish-white.

It's not necessarily that delicious, but this stuff is filling. A small piece is enough to eat a bowl of congee.

Eating it with cold congee is quite flavorful.

Yesterday, this Young Master Murong had caused quite a stir outside. He wondered what the situation was today.

He would go out and take a look in the afternoon.

Doing business can't be slackened. Just because he chopped down a lot of people yesterday doesn't mean he shouldn't chop today. He had to maintain a continuous output.

In his previous life, he had a leisurely job with weekends off, but he still had to work five days before resting for two. Although his career as a young hero was sporadic, once it started, it had to be at least a five-day work week with two days off.

At this moment, Duan Yun even felt some worry, which was how could he maintain his business intensity if he killed all the Red Mansion women and the Thunder Madmen of the Thunder Mother Sect here?

Then he would probably have to go out and kill. There were countless heretics and evil-doers all over the world. I, Duan the Old Devil, bah, I, Duan the Young Hero, will act on behalf of Heaven and kill them all!

At noon, Shen Ying returned.

As soon as she came back, she chattered non-stop about the murder that happened in the city yesterday.

This topic was quite explosive. Even the Murong brothers, who usually didn't move until the afternoon, crawled out to listen to the gossip.

Because Duan the Old Devil was the one who committed the murder.

The Murong brothers couldn't help but sigh, "Duan the Old Devil is really in the Wangchun City area. Does that mean there's still hope for me to become a woman?"

Duan Yun was too weak to retort and said, "If you become a woman, your sisters might kill you even more fiercely."

"Bullshit, impossible, absolutely impossible!"

At this time, Shen Ying added, "With Duan the Old Devil's temper, can you guarantee your virginity after he turns you into a woman?"

The Murong brothers hesitated for a moment and said, "As long as I can become a woman and get rid of the curse, even if I am"

As he said this, he looked at his body.

When he looked at himself, Shen Ying and Duan Yun felt a chill at the same time, too weak to retort.

Did this guy have some strange fetish?

As one of the newly emerging devils in recent years, Duan the Old Devil's reputation was undoubtedly the loudest.

Other new devils had to brew for a while and adapt to the environment, such as causing some trouble here and some blood cases there, before gradually gaining a devilish name.

But Duan the Old Devil was different. Duan the Old Devil's devilish name was like a sudden clap of spring thunder, a hit right from the start, and highly topical.

Just the fact that he could make men fall into femininity, and the fact that the first ones to fall were the Lingshui Double Heroes, who had quite a reputation for chivalry, was something that new devils in recent years could not match.

Other devils were nothing more than raping and killing, stirring up some waves in the background of the Jianghu, with nothing new, but Duan the Old Devil was different.

He innovated!

Just the trick of turning men into women, raping them, and then killing them was refreshing and made many people exclaim that it was great.

Later, killing the Red Mansion women, killing the people of the Thunder Mother Sect, and killing the demonic monks of the Dusk Temple further enhanced his devilish name.

The reason was that the people he killed were all very evil and difficult to provoke in the Jianghu. Generally, new devils would not dare to easily touch these tough targets, and even colluded with these sects.

But Duan the Old Devil was different. Duan the Old Devil didn't recognize his relatives. No matter how tough you were, he would kill you if he caught you, and he didn't just kill one sect, but opened multiple fronts.

After that, the Red Mansion women and the lunatics of the Thunder Mother Sect gathered in Wangchun City. It was said that the demonic monks of the Dusk Temple had also shown their faces. Everyone thought that Duan the Old Devil should be completely cowardly this time.

After all, the other side was numerous and powerful, and not easy to provoke, and Duan the Old Devil had always been alone since he started wreaking havoc on the Jianghu.

"But who would have thought! A thunderbolt struck on a clear day, Duan the Old Devil actually struck under such circumstances!"

"With one strike, ten innocent lives vanished and turned into pitiful wronged souls! That poor little fairy of the Red Mansion, so young, barely older than a child, had not experienced the dangers of the Jianghu, but was cut in half by Duan the Old Devil.

She had more than twenty bloody holes on her body, blood and tears flowing from her face, blood flowing from her body, and she kept crawling in the city, staining the stone slabs red.

After seeing her mother, she only said, 'Mom! I'm scared.', and then died. It's really sad and lamentable."

"Duan the Old Devil's methods are so cruel and his temperament so perverted that they can only be described as 'terrifying'!"

In the courtyard, Shen Ying imitated the storyteller's words, vividly describing what she had just heard.

Duan Yun cursed in his heart, "Damn it!", and asked, "Was this said by the legless storyteller yesterday?"

"Yes, he was carried over early this morning. Even though both legs were broken, he was telling the story with great enthusiasm."

As Shen Ying spoke, she suddenly seemed to remember something very funny and couldn't help laughing out loud.

She laughed and slapped her thighs, like a madwoman.

Duan Yun and the Murong brothers looked at each other.

"Also, the funniest thing is that after Duan the Old Devil committed the crime, he actually left a row of bloody words, saying that he was a young hero named Murong Fu, acting on behalf of Heaven!"

"Hahahahaha!"

The Murong brothers, who had been wondering with Duan Yun why Shen Ying suddenly laughed, also burst into laughter when they heard this sentence.

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"Hahahaha. Duan the Old Devil, acting chivalrously, hahahaha"

"The two are funny enough together, but he still wears a disguise."

"Isn't Duan the Old Devil deliberately trying to be funny? Wearing a disguise at this time, everyone knows it's him."

At this point, Shen Ying and the Murong brothers laughed until tears came out.

Duan Yun's cheeks twitched, and he thought, "Am I that funny?"

He didn't understand the joke at all, but seeing them laughing like this, he would seem out of place if he didn't laugh.

So he laughed too, but his laugh was very dry and not smooth at all.

"When the storyteller said this, the whole teahouse went crazy with laughter."

"Hahaha"

The Jade Pearl Manor, which was usually as quiet as a haunted house, was filled with bursts of rather demonic laughter.

Duan Yun gritted his teeth and said, "He told it so funnily, he must have received a lot of rewards, right?"

Shen Ying replied, "That's natural. I think it's more than twice as much as yesterday. I even gave him a tael of silver."

Duan Yun took a deep breath and said, "Is he not afraid that his colleagues will break his third leg again?"

Shen Ying said, "He shouldn't be afraid. Because of Duan the Old Devil's incident yesterday, all the storytellers nearby are desperately telling stories, and all the storytellers of the Deyu Society have even wrapped red silk ribbons around their heads."

Duan Yun asked in confusion, "What does that mean?"

"Wrapping a red silk ribbon represents their determination to tell stories with bloodlust and a willingness to die, meaning that no matter what their colleagues do, they will resolutely continue to tell stories even if they are raped, killed, or feminized."

"The Deyu Society's storytelling business is the best, so there is naturally a reason for it."

Shen Ying explained.

Hearing this, Duan Yun felt that many of the martial arts practitioners were crazy, and so were the storytellers.

At this time, Shen Ying continued, "By the way, the storyteller also specifically mentioned the goddess detective."

The Murong brothers were surprised and said, "What, even the goddess detective of the Qingqi Division has been alarmed?"

Duan Yun finally heard something he was a little familiar with and said, "What, is the goddess detective of the Qingqi Division very powerful?"

Shen Ying shook her head and said, "Of course not. The storyteller mentioned the goddess detective because he was worried about their safety. After all, many devils have the habit of capturing and humiliating goddess detectives. If they don't have anyone behind them this time, they might be caught by Duan the Old Devil in a dark dungeon and tortured beyond recognition.

I'm not too interested in the later speculations about shedding tears of blood and conceiving evil offspring, so I came back first."

Duan Yun: "."

"By the way, the goddess detectives who came this time seem to be twin sisters," Shen Ying added.

Duan Yun: "???"