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Chapter 74 The Old Demon and the Scapegoat (Please Subscribe)

Chapter 74: Chapter 74 The Old Demon and the Scapegoat (Please Subscribe)

The familiar darkness before his eyes, the familiar coarse sack over his head—this time, Old Guo intended to scream as usual, only to find his mouth stuffed as usual.

With a slap, Old Guo’s other leg was cleanly and neatly broken.

He fell to the ground, rolling around.

...

After purchasing wine from the tavern, Duan Yun just stepped out when he saw Shen Ying approaching.

"Why are you out here?" Duan Yun asked.

Depressed, Shen Ying said, "Don’t mention it. The storyteller was only halfway through the tale when, before the second half could begin, someone broke his leg in the latrine. No more story for us."

Duan Yun feigned shock, "A storyteller got his leg broken over a story?"

"Yeah, who knows what deranged soul did it. Many suspect it was the work of a rival," Shen Ying explained.

"Then this storyteller probably won’t be able to perform for a while," Duan Yun analyzed.

"Not really, when they carried him away, he told us he’d go heal his leg and continue ’feeding the masses’ tomorrow," Shen Ying replied.

Duan Yun’s cheeks twitched as he said, "Still going to tell stories? Truly a case of indomitable spirit."

After that, he and Shen Ying went to buy swords together.

After visiting several shops in town, Duan Yun finally purchased a solidly made iron sword.

Yes, ’solidly made’ was its only feature—it had nothing to do with being handsome or exquisite.

No other reason but the price.

Although the golden mask was made of gold, it was quite thin and had been smashed; exchinging it netted just over a hundred pieces of silver. With food and drink costing money, he had to continue choosing cost-effectiveness.

Durability was all that mattered.

With only so much silver on hand, there was no hope of getting a sword of the same caliber as Wen Rou’s.

It must be said, quality is expensive, and expensive ensures quality.

The handle of Wen Rou’s blade was so smooth to the touch, it could rival the delicate hands of a woman. Sometimes he even needed to feel it a little before sleeping at night.

As for the other spoils of the day, like the Red Building Women’s anklet and such, he planned to study them first before deciding whether to sell them.

On the way back, Shen Ying was still lamenting her bad luck at only hearing half the story.

Unable to resist, Duan Yun asked, "Shen Ying, what do you think Old Demon Duan is like?"

At the mention of this, Shen Ying was no longer sleepy and excitedly said, "He has to be the most hilarious demon I’ve heard about in the past decade—changing men into women and violating them, hahaha... mainly because he shares your name."

Every time the topic of Old Demon Duan sharing a name with Duan Yun came up, she couldn’t help but laugh.

Duan Yun sarcastically remarked, "Old Demon Duan is such a pervert, and you’re evaluating him like this. Aren’t you afraid he might kill and violate you?"

Shen Ying raised her eyebrows slightly and said, "Oh, right. But I only told you, and you don’t seem like the type to betray friends."

Speaking, she carefully observed Duan Yun.

Duan Yun, puzzled, asked, "Why are you looking at me like that?"

Shen Ying seriously said, "I’m trying to figure out if you are Old Demon Duan."

Duan Yun, with a serious expression, said, "Why would you think that?"

Shen Ying pondered, "The Murong brothers didn’t suspect you, but that’s because they’re lazy and don’t care to observe. Based on what I heard about Old Demon Duan today, you do share some similarities with him.

It’s said that Old Demon Duan is young and handsome—you also fit that category to some degree. Old Demon Duan never hesitates when chopping anyone down; you were very fierce when chopping the eunuch. Plus, Old Demon Duan often rides a donkey, and you have a donkey too."

"Especially just now, you said Old Demon Duan might kill and violate me. After practicing with the Devil Training Sword, perhaps you’ve already entertained those kinds of thoughts about me—not to the point of killing, but..."

Listening to her analysis, Duan Yun at first found her to be logical and clearheaded. But her last point nearly made him jump.

"Do all of you women think with such dirty minds?"

"Dirty minds? I’m merely analyzing logically."

Duan Yun snatched at Shen Ying’s clothing and pulled her over, saying frustratedly, "Your analysis makes no sense. I’ve said it before, I’m a once-in-a-million cultivation prodigy, immune to any sword’s curse. Furthermore, my ambition is to become a Young Hero. Even if you were a big-breasted fairy, I wouldn’t kill or violate you, let alone since you..."

As he spoke, both of them looked down at Shen Ying’s flat chest at the same time.

Shen Ying quickly covered her chest and exclaimed, "You pervert!"

The next instant, Duan Yun only felt a sudden flip of his vision, and his body was unexpectedly hoisted high into the air by Shen Ying.

He immediately realized that this woman was a master boxer!

When a woman gets frantic, she can be even more impulsive than men on their worse days!

As he was about to be smashed to the ground, Duan Yun quickly sank his waist and wrapped his legs around Shen Ying’s neck in a scissor move, yelling, "Stop!"

In an instant, both of their movements ceased.

One with legs scissored around the other’s head, the other with body suspended, both frozen in place.

Time itself seemed to have come to a standstill.

Two passersby went by and, seeing their intertwined and motionless struggle, one of them shouted "Crazy! Run for it!" and took off like a shot.

At this point, both of them calmed down.

With Duan Yun’s legs around Shen Ying, and Shen Ying holding Duan Yun, because Duan Yun was upside down, he could only peek at Shen Ying’s pretty face by looking past his own crotch.

The situation was somewhat awkward.

"You relax your legs, and I’ll let you down," said Shen Ying.

When Duan Yun loosened his scissor hold, Shen Ying lifted her hand, and they separated, then both instinctively straightened their disheveled clothes.

To the uninformed, it might seem like they had just scrambled through a thicket.

Afterwards, they no longer chatted amiably and simply walked back on their own, each acting offended.

By now, they could see the dilapidated walls of Yuzhu Villa.

That’s when Duan Yun asked, "So am I Old Demon Duan or not?"

Shen Ying glanced at him and replied, "Of course not."

"Why not?"

"Old Demon Duan impregnated Ling Xianzi of Wan Miao Palace in just one hour during the night a few days ago, while you were with me chopping down eunuchs," explained Shen Ying.

Duan Yun’s cheek twitched as he said, "Was that another story told by that storyteller?"

"Yes. He tells tales, not tall tales."

Duan Yun felt itchy teeth.

He had gone too easy on him earlier.

Unable to resist commenting, Duan Yun mocked, "Can Old Demon Duan be busy enough to commit so many bad deeds in one day?"

"Of course, he can’t be that busy. I think some of these are just scapegoats, deliberately pinned on Old Demon Duan," analyzed Shen Ying.

"Really?" Duan Yun asked, curious.

This was the first time he had heard something favorable about Old Demon Duan in a long while.

"For example, the incident at Gao Family Manor; the Thunder God and Mother Sect and people from the Red House have always been looking for Old Demon Duan around Wangchun City. Ling Xianzi was impregnated in the outskirts of Wangchun City, which shows that Old Demon Duan was in this area. But Gao Family Manor is thousands of miles away; even if Old Demon Duan wanted to cause trouble, I’m afraid he couldn’t reach that far," Shen Ying analyzed.

"Then who’s making Old Demon Duan take the blame?" asked Duan Yun.

"I suspect it’s the Manor Master of the Gao Family Manor himself," Shen Ying replied.

"Ah?"

"I’ve long heard that the Manor Master had some weird proclivities in that regard. Maybe he likes watching pigs mount his lovely wife, but as the master of a manor, such tastes really can’t be paraded in public. After being discovered, he simply pinned the blame on Old Demon Duan."

"That’s possible?"

Hearing this explanation, Duan Yun felt it was very perverted, yet somewhat logical.

Damn, the manor master indulges in his vices, lets his wife be ridden by a pig, and the blame falls on me, turning himself into the victim, right?

By now, they had arrived at the entrance of the villa, and as Duan Yun pushed the gate to enter, he asked, "What about the fairy from Qiongling Sect becoming a prostitute?"

At that moment, the voices of the Murong brothers sounded from inside—"I know the answer to this one!"

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