Night ti, Duan Yun lay in bed unable to sleep.
This was absolutely not because he had watched "Old Witch Heroine Tears" and "Old Demon and Goddess Catcher’s Secret Cellar"; rather, it was his new expectations for the future that kept him awake.
He had actually found a clue about "Fairy Ziyu".
Though Duan Yun was not a man to hold grudges, unfortunately, Fairy Ziyu had caused him considerable ntal harm, one might even call it a psychological shadow, and coincidentally, she had beco his comrade’s new sister.
Isn’t that ironic?
He could not only help his comrades fiercely treat their sister but also fiercely eliminate his own ntal shadows, killing two birds with one stone.
If it wasn’t for Young Hero Duan being thrifty, and guessing that Murong would sooner or later be found by this new sister, he would have loved to spend money to find this clue about Fairy Ziyu and then quickly capture her and send her straight to a freshly dug cellar for treatnt.
Besides, according to Murong and Shen Ying, sothing big might happen in Yushi Town.
This event might not be smaller than the bloody battle he had at the graveyard against a horde of demons.
Thus, his ambition began to rise once more.
How could a hero and a doctor not work hard on their careers?
The world is crazy, but he is sane; keeping sane while working on his career in this crazy world is not easy, and it requires a balance of work and leisure.
And Yuzhu Villa was his haven, his resting place, he had been back for a while now, and had rested enough.
So, he thought about continuing his career.
The trip to Yu State, he recalled it fully.
Whether it was fighting Evil Demon Zhu Xiang and Lady Zhu Xiang, breaking the river dam for flood discharge, or later confronting White Socks Cult, all these events had his adrenaline surging massively.
Whether it was saving lives, slashing, or thrilling, it felt so exhilarating!
An exhilaration that made him insatiable!
In his past life lasting decades, he had pitifully few mories that made him feel proud and worth reminiscing, but this life was different.
Thinking about how he cleaned up the harmful demons in Martial World ti after ti, thinking about the child he helped Lady Zhao give birth to, thinking about saving people after breaking the river dam, and the sense of achievent he felt in his heart, thinking about still being able to adventure in such an absurd and bizarre Martial World, Duan Yun couldn’t help but feel excited and comforted.
He, Duan Yun, might one day grow old, unable to walk, only able to sit in a wheelchair or lie in bed waiting for death.
But he knew that as long as he had these mories, his heart would not be desolate.
He only hoped that when looking back at his life, whether as a hero or as a doctor, his life would not have been in vain!
Yes, no matter how many people slander him, twist his chivalrous acts and compassionate heart, he still remains true to the light.
No, he is the light himself.
I am the Sun, destined to illuminate this filthy dark world!
Thinking these thoughts, Duan Yun could hardly contain his excitent.
Right, and also, there’s more.
Last ti not being able to retain the Beautiful Ghost was also a regret.
He really wanted to know what was under the skirt of that beautiful ghost, whether it was really a deep abyss.
He was a person who liked to research, maybe after being a hero and a doctor, he could beco a biologist.
Hmm, a biologist starting with studying the secrets under the skirt of a beautiful ghost.
After all, he is a genius like no other; there’s nothing he cannot do.
...
The next evening, the horizon was decorated with a fiery red cloud, quite a sight.
Although Yuzhu Villa was old and rundown, and the graveyard behind it was gloomy and eerie, neither could prevent the scenery in front of their eyes from being beautiful.
And under this beautiful fiery sky, the four persons and one bear of Yuzhu Villa also ushered in a joyful ti.
Today they were going to have a feast.
Stone-grilled at.
The thin black stone board was already cleaned and oiled; as the fire beneath it increased, the entire stone board looked temptingly like a large crispy cracker.
With a sizzle, Feng Ling’er skillfully flipped the first big slice of fatty pork onto it, Duan Yun, Shen Ying, and Murong’s eyes all lit up.
Soon, the stone board was filled with slices of at.
Each slice of at was as big as half of Murong’s face, emanating a tantalizing aroma.
The at wasn’t done yet, but everyone’s cups were already filled with wine.
It had to be admitted, eating is always the most cost-effective pleasure, much more so than indulging in pleasures of the flesh or gambling.
"Okay, let’s eat now," said Feng Ling’er.
As soon as her words ended, four pairs of chopsticks flew towards the at slices.
Then ca a series of long sighs of contentnt; the at was sizzling hot, but they couldn’t resist eating despite the heat.
The stone board was not small, but neither were the slices of at; thus, by the second round, there were only three slices left, inevitably leading to competition.
Among them, one studied the sword, two studied both swords, and one studied fists, all striking with lightning speed.
Three slices of at, four pairs of chopsticks, their actions were as fierce as real Sword Lights and Sword Shadows.
Eventually, Shen Ying suddenly cheating by pulling away the hot stone board and grabbing two slices, ended with Duan Yun seizing the last piece.
It had to be admitted, Shen Ying really excelled in these kinds of actions.
Previously, she was snatching human heads; now, she was snatching at.
Sizzle, sizzle, sizzle...
The at continued to sizzle on the stone board.
The at grilled by Feng Ling’er was indeed delicious, perfectly cooked, fatty but not greasy, and crucially, the slices were big enough to be satisfying.
After several rounds of eating at and drinking so wine, everyone was a bit full.
This ti was the most comfortable, no need to scramble to fill their bellies anymore; if the at was ready, they’d eat slowly; if not, they’d drink wine.
"Hey, this place isn’t bad, there’s even a barbecue."
Suddenly, a voice rang out from beyond the courtyard wall.
Before the voice fell, four people were already standing on the courtyard wall.
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