Taming the Demon: A Guide to Raising a Great Sage

Chapter 9, 009, kill in ten steps
Zhu Hu chatted excitedly, deliberately slowed down his pace, and even took some long detours until he finished chatting with the three great masters, and then brought Shen Lang into a quiet courtyard.

"This is the residence of a young master of the Wang family. Although the maids and servants have been arrested, the yard has been searched inside and out, and it has been turned into a mess, but the basic furniture is still left, and I can make do with it. Night. Brother Shen, are you satisfied with this yard? If not, let’s change it, anyway, there are many empty yards.”

Shen Lang cupped his fists to thank:

"This yard is very good, thank you, Brother Zhu."

Zhu Hu handed an oil lamp to Shen Lang:

"Brother Shen, you can rest here, and I will send you clothes tomorrow morning."

"Please congratulate brother."

In fact, Shen Lang was very interested in talking, and he really wanted to pull Zhu Hu to talk carefully, to inquire about martial arts, Taoism, the Great Chu court, firearm development, technical level and other information at one go, so as to have a better understanding of the world. Learn more.

It's a pity that the search of the house is still going on overnight, Zhu Hu has serious things to do.

Before chatting with Shen Lang procrastinatingly on the road, he was already suspected of fishing.Sending Shen Lang here now, it's naturally impossible to stay and talk to him anymore, it's time to go back to Mu Qingxue and get a new mission.

With no choice but to reluctantly send Zhu Hu away, Shen Lang returned to the small courtyard alone, carrying an oil lamp, and found the most spacious room to enter.

The house is decorated with carved beams and painted buildings, and the decoration is very extravagant, but at this time it has been turned into a mess.

The outside study room was in a mess, the carpet was lumped together in the corner, and several pieces of the floor had been pried open, revealing the hollow underneath.

Most of the furnishings in the tables, chairs and bookcases were also overturned, and pens, inkstones, paper, and various books were scattered all over the place in a mess.

Seeing this mess, Shen Lang couldn't help feeling a little numb.

He hated such a chaotic scene the most, and couldn't help wanting to tidy it up and put the objects in order.

"This is not my task. There is no need to waste energy. Out of sight is pure, out of sight is pure..."

After muttering for a while, trying to suppress his imminent thoughts, Shen Lang quickly walked through the study room to the inner bedroom.

Of course, the bedroom was also a mess, the screen was broken, the tables and chairs were overturned, the bedding was thrown on the floor, and the bed board was moved away.

Now Shen Lang couldn't bear it anymore, he rushed in, hung the oil lamp on the wall, and started tidying up.

He picked up the broken screen and threw it outside, raised the tables and chairs, and placed them in a position that fit Shen Lang's aesthetics, then arranged the bed boards and spread the quilts. He was so busy for a long time until the house was tidy. He just lay sprawled on the bed, his head rested on an incense velvet pillow, staring at the ceiling in a daze.

During this long day, Shen Lang has experienced a series of events such as time-traveling, spotting demons, surviving, overcoming mountains, being arrested, and cleansing wrongs, with ups and downs again and again.

Anyone else would be physically and mentally exhausted at this time, and just want to lie down.

But after all, Shen Lang condensed the "spiritual seeds" and obtained two more feedback enhancements, his physical strength and energy have been greatly improved. In addition, he chatted with Zhu Huyitong before and got a lot of useful information. The brain is still in a hyperactive state.

Even if he wanted to sleep, his brain didn't listen, and he just ran at high speed, reminiscing about the experience of the day, and sorting out all the information Zhu Hu revealed.

"Martial arts, Taoism, firearms... Great Chu, Nanyang... the three great masters, the legendary immortal... Tsk tsk, this world is probably more exciting than I imagined...

"Mu Qingxue is young, she looks like she is only in her early twenties, but she is already at the third rank of martial arts. This talent is really enviable... I really want to practice martial arts, but I don't know what my talent is..."

For a while when Shen Lang was a child, he had determined to be a martial arts hero who wields swords and fights for justice.

It's a pity that I didn't realize until I grew up that there are no rivers and lakes in reality.

In other words, there are rivers and lakes, but most of the rivers and lakes are scum and scum, who are the targets of severe suppression with iron fists. There is no hero who is so righteous in novels, movies and TV.

But in this world, may there really be heroes in the world who wield swords, are eager for justice, and help the weak?
After tossing and turning for a while, still unable to fall asleep, Shen Lang finally couldn't help but stand up and sit up when thinking of the books scattered all over the floor in the study outside:

"Look for a book, maybe there is a history book or something, which can help me understand this world well..."

The study room was turned like that, if there were any evidence of the Wang family's crimes, such as borrowed cult documents, publicity documents, personnel lists, etc., they must have been searched away long ago.

The rest should be normal books, so Shen Lang is not worried about committing any taboos.

It's just that the study room is a bit too messy, and it always stimulates Shen Lang, wanting to tidy it up.

Therefore, not wanting to waste his energy, he hurried to the study room, grabbed a thicker book on the floor, and quickly ran back to the bedroom.

Lying back on the bed, he lit the oil lamp, opened the book, and just opened the cover, he was shocked:
"I'll go, is this a book I can read at my age?"

Well, this is a posture teaching book about how human beings reproduce. It is full-color and exquisitely painted. It is actually realistic. Every portrait of a character looks like a photo.

"No, I can't. I'm only 17 years old, just like a flower. This is not what I should look at... What? I was in my twenties before time travel, and I have a lot of practical experience? After time travel, reverse growth, Just turned back into a 17-year-old boy? Oh, that's okay."

Shen Lang relished flipping through this teaching book on postures, only to feel that although the times are a bit behind, but this world, the people of the great Chu Kingdom, are of a very high level, and the patterns are also extremely rich. Some postures, With his brother Lang's knowledge and experience, he has never seen it before.

"So, the time traveler has nothing to be proud of, let alone have any sense of superiority. In this world, there is still a lot of advanced knowledge worthy of my learning..."

While feeling emotional, he flipped the pages of the book quickly, planning to browse it quickly and then appreciate it from the beginning.

Turning to the last page, just when he was about to turn back to the front, Shen Lang's heart suddenly moved, and he felt that there seemed to be raised marks inside the thick cover of the book cover.

Touching it with his fingers, his keen perception made him sure that there was indeed a square bump inside the skin, and he couldn't help but feel moved:
"Is there a mezzanine? Is it some kind of cult text, or a list of personnel?"

Thinking of this, Shen Lang's spirit lifted, and he thought that if it was really a cult classic or a list of cult personnel, it would be really great.

If you give it to Mu Qingxue, it will be a great achievement immediately.

Not to mention completely clearing the suspicion of the wanted criminal, at least he can earn some bonuses or something.

He is penniless now, and he doesn't know how to survive in the future.

At that moment, Shen Lang groped carefully on the skin again, found the seam, picked it lightly with his nails a few times, and opened a corner of the skin.

Then carefully peel off the whole skin, revealing a folded piece of silk that is only one size smaller than the book cover.

Shen Lang picked up the silk and unfolded it, and saw that it was a large silk with a length of nearly one meter and a width of half a meter.

It is as thin as a cicada's wing, light as nothing, even if it is folded to the size of a book cover, it is only as thick as a page.

It is so frivolous, and it is hidden in a posture book. It is probably because of this that it was not stolen by the previous arresters and officers and soldiers.

But having said that, such a good book has not been taken away by the confiscated officers and soldiers. Is it because the officers and soldiers of Dachu have excellent professionalism and high moral standards, and they despise this kind of art?

Or was it because the pure and sweet Mu Qingxue was staring at it solemnly during the search, and the soldiers were too embarrassed to take away this kind of book?

Shen Lang thought about it happily for a while, and when he took a closer look, he was disappointed at first, because this was not the cult classic, personnel list, etc. he had imagined, and the expected credit flew away.

But immediately after that, his eyes narrowed, his eyes showed joy, and he called out to the good guy in his heart:

"Good guy! What a good guy! Is this my luck? I actually ran into something good that only happens in this kind of novel!"

Well, this piece of silk is obviously a secret book of martial arts.

The exercise is called "Ten Steps, One Kill".

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(End of this chapter)