I rely on my body to push the weird world

Chapter 15 The Girl Named Song Yu

"What the hell!"

"You bastards, you make me sick!"

The bearded man slammed the scabbard, stood up and shouted.

The two men in short shirts beside him also stood up, and without waiting for a signal, they stepped forward and kicked one of them away.

The circle was suddenly torn open, and what came into view was the girl's torn clothes and her pitiful crying face.

"Why don't you get out of here..."

The bearded man hadn't yet finished his angry shout.

Suddenly.

puff!

An iron sword came out from the dark circle, as fast as lightning, and pierced through the bearded man's throat in an instant.

"You are the only one who deserves to be a hero and save the beauty?"

A figure slowly walked up to the stiff body of the bearded man, and pulled out the iron sword while speaking with a sneer.

Blood spurts.

With a clang, the black scabbard fell from between fingers onto the rough rocky ground.

The bearded man covered his throat and fell straight down into the campfire, causing the flames to rise suddenly and the fire to become even hotter.

"Big brother?"

"There are experts! Let's retreat!"

When the two men in short shirts saw this horrifying scene, they shouted in shock and anger and turned around to run away.

Chi chi! Puff!
Two streams of blood splattered in succession, and human heads fell to the ground. Two headless corpses fell on the waist-high weeds, frightening the people who were sitting by the campfire nearby and making them tremble in fear.

A pale-faced scholar made a sword flower in the light of the fire and shook off the blood on the blade cleanly.

"Well done, brother!"

"These people must have been living comfortably in Qinghe County for too long. In this strange world, they are still thinking about being a hero and saving the damsel in distress?"

"That's right, didn't you see that Master Xuan Xiao and the others ignored us? What idiots!"

"..."

The group of skinny, pale-faced men who were surrounding him were cursing and swearing. Some were admiring him, while others were spitting in disgust.

"Let's continue."

The pale-faced scholar sheathed the iron sword, smiled sinisterly and stepped forward to return to the circle, but after taking a few steps he suddenly turned around and swung his sword.

"Who?!"

Bang!

The sound of metal clashing was heard, and sparks flew.

A violent gust of wind swept over, blowing his cheeks up and down, causing the pale-faced scholar's expression to change. The overwhelming momentum made him feel a chill on his spine and made it difficult for him to breathe.

Then, before the pale-faced scholar could react, he noticed a burly figure suddenly appear behind him. His eyes were cold and extremely scary, and his five fingers grabbed casually.

Bang!
The iron sword in his hand was like rotten wood, and was shattered into pieces by the opponent on the spot, turning into several pieces that flew and scattered.

The five fingers continued to move forward and instantly landed on the back of the pale-faced scholar's head.

The pale-faced scholar's heart skipped a beat and he secretly cried out "Oh no!" The next moment, there was a "puff" sound and the back of his head was crushed to pieces.

"You take advantage of your kung fu to commit crimes. Do you young people think I don't exist?"

Zhao Xun threw the pale-faced scholar's body away casually, like garbage. It flew out on the spot and smashed heavily into the weeds several meters away. It was dead beyond dead.

"Who wants to cause trouble now?"

Zhao Xun had an indifferent expression. He casually shook off the blood and bone marrow on his five fingers and looked at the pale and skinny men with a sharp gaze.

"Big brother?"

"Old man, do you know who you killed?"

"What a powerful Eagle Claw skill!"

"..."

The pale and skinny men all changed their expressions, and while they were filled with shock and anger, they hurriedly put on their open clothes.

"Humph! If I see you doing evil again, I will hunt you down to the end, even if you run into the fog."

Zhao Xun shouted coldly.

This made these skinny and pale men nod their heads like quails, and they scattered like birds and beasts and ran to other places.

Only the disheveled girl's hands and feet were weak. She squatted on the ground trembling, wiping more and more tears from her face.

Zhao Xun sighed, looked around, and then set his sights on Li Ji who was sitting by the campfire.

"Aji! Please help take care of this girl tonight." Zhao Xun said in an unquestionable tone.

Immediately, without waiting for Li Ji's reply, he hurried towards other places where flames were shooting into the sky and noise was heard.

Obviously, this is not the first disaster to happen in this makeshift camp.

"..."

Li Ji opened his mouth and looked at Zhao Xun's busy back as he walked away, but in the end, he said nothing.

The girl cried for a long time before she tightened her torn clothes and limped over, looking disheveled.

Sitting by the campfire, opposite Li Ji, he said nothing, hugged his knees silently, and shivered.

Her face was innocent, her eyes were red and swollen, and her torn clothes revealed a bit of her snow-white body in the firelight, her delicate body was vaguely visible.

Li Ji was still baking the steamed buns silently, and still eating the browned buns slowly and chewing them carefully.

silence.

silence.

silence.

Only after Li Ji had eaten his fill did he take out a steamed bun from his bag, roasted it over the fire, and handed it to the girl opposite him.

"Eat something if you're tired of crying."

"Thank you."

The girl took the bun and chewed it carefully in small bites, choking and saying, "My name is Song Yu."

Song Yu?

Li Ji thought for a moment, then said calmly, "I am Li Ji."

Say it.

Li Ji picked up a branch and fanned the fire, making the flames burn more vigorously.

After the two exchanged names, neither of them spoke again. The silence was so quiet that the only sound was the crackling of burning wood.

……

That night.

heavily clouded.

At least, that's what Song Yu thinks.

The Song family was considered to be well-off in Qinghe County, and their cloth business was thriving. Although Song Yu was a girl, she was as capable as her brothers and sisters in business.

Just a pity.

Just half a month ago, she met a dying pale-faced scholar when she was out. Out of tenderness of heart, she rescued him and brought him back to the Song family.

Unexpectedly, the nightmare began from then on.

Daddy, mommy, brother, sister...

The huge Song family, with nearly a hundred people, were all slaughtered by that pale-faced scholar.

She fled in panic, blending in with the crowd leaving the city, but she never expected that she was caught by the pale-faced scholar not long after leaving the city.

If Zhao Xun hadn't come to her rescue this time, she would probably have been too ashamed to live in this world.

at the moment.

She squatted timidly beside the campfire, embracing her arms, feeling the warmth brought by the campfire while looking at the calm-faced boy opposite her.

As soon as she got out of the crisis, she noticed the other party's indifferent attitude of "don't get involved".

Although he was worried, Song Yu still stayed.

There is no other reason.

It’s just that there is only one person at this bonfire, this young man who calls himself Li Ji.

Being able to be alone in such a chaotic situation, leisurely baking buns and eating them without any evil people snatching them away, in itself shows a certain attitude and signal.

——Li Ji, very strong!

However, the other party remained silent. Was it just his nature or did he not want to cause trouble?
Song Yu didn't know and didn't want to think about it.

What happened yesterday is a lesson for today. The incident with the pale-faced scholar is still vivid in her mind. How could she forget it?

Heart is under the kyte.

No one can guarantee who is a good person or a bad person.

All we can do is to remain silent until dawn, when the road opens up and we each go our separate ways, forgetting each other.

Thinking like this.

Song Yu's eyelids gradually became heavy. Unconsciously, his hands that were hugging his knees loosened, his head drooped, and he began to snore softly.

(End of this chapter)