I Can’t Be a Sword God

　　 Eight-armed Shura?

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

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

She looked at the middle-aged scribe, and said with a trembling, "Since Dad knows that there are monsters blocking the way, why should we go ahead? Can we go elsewhere together? Yesterday, you said that the scenery of Jiangnan is good and you haven't seen it in your life. Let's not go. Yuhang Town, isn’t it good to go to see other scenery together? Or take a boat out to sea, don’t you always yearn for the customs of overseas countries?"

"Heh." The middle-aged scribe smiled and shook his head: "My Gongsun Zhe is the imperial court commander! Even if he is relegated to this point, if he escapes because of a monster intimidation, what is the dignity of the imperial court? On the contrary, if I died on the way to office, would it not be more It can prove the arrogance and domineering of the old thief of the Yang family! Even if you can't bring him down, you can shake the trust in him in the heart of the sage. Such things, one or two, will one day be enough to overthrow the tall buildings of his Yang family!"

　　 "There are countless officials in the court, but the daughter has only one father." The woman looked sadly: "Can't Daddy let go of the unnecessary battles in the court for her daughter?"

"I can't let it go, the court is a quagmire, but if you want to do things for the people sincerely, you must enter it to fight with others. Before you know it, I'm already deep in the mud." The scribes looked over the front hall gate and looked into the sky. "If your mother is still alive, she must understand my choice."

　　 "Okay." The woman nodded: "The daughter dare not influence the father's decision, but if you go to death with all your heart, the daughter must walk with you!"

"Rouer!" The scribe clasped her hands tightly: "Why are you so stupid? Dad knows that you look weak on the outside, but you are extremely strong on the inside. But this is the end of the matter, and it is my choice. Your youthful years There are many things that have not been seen or experienced before, and there is no need to sacrifice for these things."

　　 "Although my daughter is young, she understands the truth. Thanks to my father who taught me to read when I was a child." The woman raised her head and looked straight into the eyes of the scribe: "Does the father look down on his daughter and think that she is not worthy to die for righteousness?"

　　 Her voice is clear and soft, but her words are sonorous.

"Oh—" the scribe sighed deeply: "My greatest pride in this life is not that I had the top pick in the past year, nor was it an official who was too old, but that I have a good daughter like you! There are countless children in Chaoge City. How many are there on you? But..."

　　 "Daughter understands father's mind." The woman suddenly showed a faint smile: "You are also my greatest pride! So the father doesn't have to say much, the daughter has decided!"

　　 "My Gongsun Zhe asks himself that I am worthy of the emperor in my life, I am worthy of the Li people, and I am worthy of the people of Li people! Only to you mother and daughter, I am really the third life and I will never end!"

　　 He held his daughter in his arms, the woman was smiling, but the scribes burst into tears and wept.

　　 "Father..."

　　 "Rouer..."

　　 Seeing that they finally slowed down their conversation, Li Chu finally had time. He asked faintly, "Excuse me, the eight-armed Shura, but a demon with eight arms?"

Ok?

　　 The scribe raised his head for a moment, and the father and daughter looked at the little Taoist together weirdly.

　　 We are here to give birth to righteousness, and the father and daughter are passionate and passionate. You suddenly asked me whether the eight-armed Shura has eight hands?

　　 Don’t you think you have a problem?

But seeing Li Chu's serious appearance, the middle-aged scribe hesitated, wiped his tears, and replied casually: "Perhaps...or maybe not. Qingyilou specifically drives monsters as assassins. It is not surprising that there are eight arms. It's just a nickname... and it's possible."

　　 This is equivalent to no answer...

　　 Li Chu asked again: "Are there any more?"

"I only heard that he is the bronze medal killer of Qingyilou. He is best at hunting and hunting. If the target does not struggle too much, he will give the other party a happy one. If the target escapes, he will be brutally caught by him. Torture, even refining the soul of a person, so that he can never live beyond life."

　　 The scribe replied carefully. After Li Chu's interruption, he felt that the atmosphere was no longer right, and he couldn't cry even if he wanted to cry, so he simply said what he knew.

　　 After he finished speaking, he turned around and looked at his daughter again, reconstituted his emotions, and was ready to say something more.

　　 I heard Li Chu said: "This eight-armed Shura may be dead."

　　 "Huh?" The scribe was taken aback again.

　　 "On my way back from Yuhang Town, I met a monster blocking the way, and I was forced to behead him." Li Chu said calmly, "Now that I want to come, he is likely to be the eight-armed Shura who is going to intercept you."

　　The scribes were stunned again.

　　, the woman opened her eyes wide: "Sao Dao, what you said is true?"

　　 "Of course." Li Chu's face remained calm.

　　 But the expression fell in their eyes, as if they were saying, a monster, it's nothing to kill a monster by passing by.

　　 Although it is true.

　　 "Little Daoist, are you a cultivator?" The scribe looked at Li Chu in disbelief.

"Yeah." Li Chu nodded, and said: "I think the two of you might as well rest here tonight, and I will send you to Yuhang Town tomorrow morning. If there are monsters coming home, don't be afraid, even if my cultivation is not enough to protect you. Two... and my master is here."

　　 Li Chu pointed to the bedroom on the other side: "My master's cultivation skills are so great!"

　　 The eyes of the father and daughter were wide open, and they did not expect that in such a mountain and small Taoist temple, there are two masters hidden.

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

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

　　 I'll say this earlier next time.

　　 Otherwise, it would 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 goes out everyday, UU reading www. uukanshu. Com saw the graceful young girl, her eyes lit up, and a kind smile appeared on her face for a moment.

　　 At the dinner table, Yu Qi'an used his abilities, and in a few words, he set out the origins of both of them.

　　 It turned out that the scribe's name was Gongsunzhe, and her daughter's name was Gongsunrou, both from Chaoge City.

　　 Gongsun Zhe was born as a champion, and he has been in the dynasty for more than ten years. He has been an official to Shaoqing of Dali Temple. He is not a prosperous official, but he is also highly regarded.

　　 It's a pity that he is a protégé of the former prime minister Meng Youxiong. The power minister Yang Dingtiandou defeated Meng Youxiong's position, and all officials of Meng Youxiong were demoted.

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

　　 But he has always been respected by the emperor, and Yang Dingtian was worried that he would have a chance to return to the court, so he secretly hired a killer from Qingyilou to intercept him.

　　 The guards who followed him all the way were bought by Yang Dingtian and ran away halfway through. It was one of the guards whose conscience was still undiminished, and only then did he tell Gongsun Zhe the news that a killer had intercepted him.

　　 But even if he knew the news, he still insisted on coming to Yuhang Town for his life.

　　 Hearing that the declining middle-aged scribe in front of him is the incoming magistrate of Yuhang, Yu Qi'an's eyelids trembled.

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

　　 But the small county magistrate, although the officials of Kyoto don't look down on it, here is the earth emperor.

　　 Thinking that I was still squinting at the magistrate's lady just now, Yu Qi'an's eyelids trembled again, and her appetite dropped by 80%.

　　 However, what made him wonder is that the father and daughter are very respectful when they talk to him, and they look strange in his eyes.

　　 There seemed to be full of...

　　 in awe.