All the evil beasts in the world, I feed on demons and monsters

Chapter 147 Dai Yue
In the hall, tea has not been served yet.

There was a sound of footsteps outside the door.

Behind the screen wall, Li Yan walked in, covered in blood. His expression was numb, and his body was almost soaked in blood.

A Level 1 climber was vastly superior to an ordinary person. He should have been absolutely overwhelming the other five, but he didn't.

It's not that the strength is not enough, but that the intention is not enough.

But at least, this kid seemed to understand a little bit now. He walked in empty-handed, leaving bloody footprints with every step.

boom!
Li Yan half-knelt on the ground and clasped her fists towards Ji Ran!

"Tai Sui Ye!"

"One hundred and three people, all killed."

Dai Yue was stunned and glanced sideways at Ji Ran. Ji Ran simply nodded, patted the chair next to him, and said, "Come here, have some tea."

"Ah."

Li Yan nodded and immediately walked towards the table, but did not sit down. Instead, she stood behind Ji Ran.

"sit."

"what?"

At this moment, Li Yan's expression shifted, a little confused. Ji Ran gently tugged at his clothes and pulled him directly to the armchair beside him.

boom!
Li Yan sat down with a plop, and the eyes that never blinked when killing someone were now a little flustered.

This...how can I sit here?

This position is right next to Tai Sui Ye! You have to know that when entering Rongmen, I walked across the nail board on my knees, my legs were completely torn apart, and I walked to the front of the ancestor in a bloody mess. This is called "crossing the knife mountain."

Then, on their bloody knees, they would walk across the entire courtyard to the ancestral master's throne. There, a brazier filled with red-hot charcoal would be placed. They would then gather the charcoal and light the ancestral master's pipe. This was called "going down into the sea of ​​fire."

Only by going through fire and water could one be allowed to squat in a small corner outside the Rong family. Only brothers who had been in the business for more than five years and had stolen at least a hundred taels of silver could enter the house and kneel.

Even though I was covered in blood and dirt, Tai Sui pulled me to sit next to him.

Before, Li Yan only felt that she was so far away from the throne in a hall. So far that she would never be able to sit on it in her lifetime.

But now, I am so close to it. I am already sitting on it!

For a moment, Li Yan only felt a little itchy in her throat.

He didn't know that this feeling was respect.

For the past ten years, apart from his grandfather, this was the first time someone treated him, a thief who had struggled in the lowest class, as an equal and as a human being.

Dai Yue next to him also tilted his head slightly and looked at Ji Ran's expression.

But the man in the shirt looked calm and unconcerned, as if the feudal ethics of hierarchy and nobility were nothing to him.

"Remember, Li Yan."

At this moment, Ji Ran said, "Never point your sword at the defenseless people."

“Some things, once opened, are like a river bursting its banks.”

Li Yan nodded, not quite understanding.

Dai Yue, who was standing next to him, looked speechless and said, "It's difficult."

"Ok?"

Ji Ran looked at him, and Dai Yue spoke slowly: "I have seen the destruction of religions several times along the way. In addition to foreigners, the Yihe Society also opened apricot kernels on many civilians."

The practice of cracking apricot kernels originated from the bullying of the people by foreigners.

Because the imperial court was weak and did not dare to govern the foreigners, the foreigners would often pin the people who rebelled against them by their pigtails to the cracks in the door, hang their heads high up, and then smash their heads open with door panels or sticks like cracking walnuts.

"The Boxer Society's excuses were ridiculous. They found a single match in a house and said the family was using matches and were all traitors. The entire family of four, a couple and two children, were burned to death."

"There was also a man who had studied abroad and returned, claiming to be a teacher's student. A foreign-language book was found at his home. The young man kept shouting, 'It's Dewey's book, and he wants to translate it for the newspaper.'" "But the Boxers thought he was just making a fuss and simply cut out his tongue. They declared his family traitors, saying they must be traitors for learning foreign languages. They arrested his parents and sister, who were in the silk business, and after confiscating all their property, they threw them all into the river."

"Didn't you save them?"

Dai Yue explained it clearly, he must have witnessed these events with his own eyes.

Dai Yue was silent. He rubbed his hands together and said, "Before my master passed away, he had a wish that he had left unfulfilled. I must first pass on my kung fu."

"Oh, you want to make it big in Tianjin?"

"Yes."

Tianjin is located in the north. It has a developed economy, numerous concessions, and countless docks and ports. It is now the largest, most open and prosperous northern city in the Jing Dynasty.

Various martial arts styles blend together, and martial arts schools are everywhere, making it a well-deserved martial arts capital.

Ji Ran turned to look at Dai Yue's profile and asked, "Then why did you take action again today?"

"I couldn't help it."

"Ah."

Ji Ran didn't say anything else. He was a man who felt uncomfortable.

From the corner of his eye, he could see that Dai Yue had a pair of shiny leather shoes under his trousers, but the socks that were exposed had several holes in them.

His palms had calluses from years of gripping knives, but his fingers also had calluses from labor, indicating that he was not solely devoted to martial arts training but also had to farm to make a living.

Dai Yue wasn't wealthy, and perhaps the most expensive item on his body was his white suit. It was perfectly tailored, made of premium fabric, with graceful lapels and delicate cuffs. It just didn't fit him well.

"It's all right here, I'm leaving."

Dai Yue stood up and picked up a linen bundle from a nearby corner. Ji Ran stood up and followed him to the door.

Stepping out of the door, Dai Yue looked at the blood-red streets and the twisted bodies. He straightened his spine and suddenly said, "I'll kill those two Yihehui brothers."

Ji Ran raised the corner of his mouth and said, "Well, it saves me from having to do it."

Dai Yue turned to look at Ji Ran, his expression showing a hint of sincerity. He clasped his fists and said, "But what you want to do is still difficult."

"No matter what, it will be difficult for you to curb long-term changes and control everyone's hearts."

"I didn't say how long I would be in charge."

Ji Ran looked into his eyes and said quietly, "I only fight for the day."

Dai Yue was silent, and suddenly took out a book from his arms.

"Do you know where there's a reliable newspaper?"

"Ok?"

Dai Yue said softly, "I rescued the family that sank. But the boy insisted on going into the water to look for this foreign book and drowned. I had someone fish out the body and the book."

Dai Yue patted his clothes and said, "His parents gave me their son's suit. I want to do something for him."

Ji Ran looked at the book in his hand - "My Pedagogic Creed". Dewey's educational monograph "My Pedagogic Creed".

Ji Ran suddenly smiled.

"Go to Lingdang Hutong in Tianjin. There's a paper man named Li. He's my friend. Just give him the book."

"it is good."

Dai Yue clasped his fists and said, "Thank you very much."

He turned and left, walking slowly, worried that the blood would stain his white suit.

The alley was stained with blood and covered with filth, but there was also a touch of white, tall and straight, spotless.

(End of this chapter)