in the edge

Chapter 548 A Corner of the World

In a small town far away, Du Chengfeng was still practicing.

The Fire God was surprisingly trustworthy. He flew back to the prison on the day when the Black Tiger God was buried, but he still asked Du Chengfeng to release him. Du Chengfeng didn't quite understand this strange stubbornness, so he simply kept his promise and locked up the Fire God for a full half month.

"Just wait, kid. Next time, it will be my turn to beat you."

When the time finally came for him to be released from prison, the Fire Star Lord walked out of the prison cursing.

The old man seemed to be very obsessed with the difference between walking out and flying out.

“Maybe this method of practice is really useful?”

Du Chengfeng captured this unusual thing.

An ordinary prison cannot hold a powerful person, even if Du Chengfeng is there. After all, Du Chengfeng cannot stay in prison all the time. He still has to eat, sleep, and go out to patrol the streets. In other words, Fire Star Lord actually has plenty of opportunities to escape as long as the old man is willing to use those extraordinary powers.

But only at this time did the Lord of Fire show unexpected persistence.

"How about I try it too?"

Du Chengfeng, who had no idea about cultivation, simply chose to copy homework.

During the day, he would patrol the small town like a normal constable. If he encountered some conflicts occasionally, he would only use his fists and feet to settle the situation. As for after get off work, he would take some time to summarize his experiences of the day, and then cook two dishes to reward himself - everything seemed to be the same, and it seemed to be similar to when he was in Sanshan Town. But as these ordinary days continued, Du Chengfeng's heart inexplicably gradually settled down.

Du Chengfeng attributed it to work reasons.

With a job, his work and rest schedule was regulated, his life became regular, and even his sleep became much better. In this regular life, he even began to have the leisure to observe the situation in the city.

Originally, such a small town would be directly ignored in his eyes. After all, the size of this small county town is not even as big as Jibei, let alone the later big city Yanzhou. No matter what happens in such a small town, it can only be regarded as a small scene for him now. There is no possibility for him to give his full strength, not even half of his strength.

It was only with the identity of a constable that he began to understand a small part of this world.

In fact, Du Chengfeng has always been puzzled about one thing, that is, there are so many evil masters in this world who are so crazy, why can the most basic order be maintained? This kind of thing is actually a bit incredible. After all, evil masters only need to kill people to become stronger, which means that for those masters, the people are just food to increase their strength.

As for other powers, whether it is mental strength or the power of incense and vows, these things may seem not as vicious as evil spirits, but in essence they still feed on humans. After all, strength is cultivated to be used to kill people, and killing is indeed the most useful and convenient way, and it is a way to directly solve most problems.

In the past, Du Chengfeng once thought that the existence of order was due to the restrictions made by the Southern Chen court. Whether it was the suppression of evil masters or the prohibition of homicide cases, these could effectively suppress the emergence of evil masters from the root - at least based on his previous experience, this set of rhetoric could barely make sense.

But upon closer thought, this idea still has some problems.

The most obvious example is the grassland people in the north. They don't have such strict laws as the Southern Chen Dynasty. However, although the grassland people may fight, no one has ever heard of any shocking demon who kills people without blinking an eye. Those evil masters on the grassland will also unite under the Khan's tent and maintain the most basic order.

In the past, Du Chengfeng was puzzled by these questions.

But now, Du Chengfeng has vaguely understood something.

This has never been a problem with the world; it is actually his own problem.

He had been holding his head too high all this time.

Out of his desire to become stronger and his pursuit of power, he has always been looking up. In his eyes, there are only those opponents who are stronger than him. As for those who are not strong enough, or those who lost to him, they are just passing clouds to him, passers-by in his life - after all, he still has to rush to the next battlefield to face the next battle. The journey is so hurried that most of his energy has been consumed just by preparing to become stronger.

But now, when he really lowered his head, he realized that this world seemed to have never been what he understood.

In the past, he only had eyes for those masters. Because he started too fast, he didn't even take those with evil spirits entering their bodies seriously. Only those with evil spirits coming out, that is, the real masters in the eyes of ordinary people, were barely qualified to enter his sight. At that time, he felt that with so many masters of evil spirits, the world would not be good no matter how you looked at it. Coupled with the struggle between the grassland people in the north and the Chen court in the south, the world was already in danger.

However, after becoming the captain of the police, he suddenly discovered during his patrols in the streets that there seemed to be not as many masters of evil spirits as he had previously judged.

Of course, the number of masters of evil spirits is indeed not small, whether they are big and strong with evil spirits entering their bodies, or those who are high and mighty and release evil spirits. Du Chengfeng even found several users of mental power, who were obviously the inheritance of some unknown secret sects - but compared to these so-called masters, the number of ordinary people is much greater.

The common people may not have the same powerful strength as the masters, but they also do not have the bloody life like the masters. They may envy the mighty postures of the masters, but they are just thinking about it after all. They still have to make money to support their families and maintain their lives. Fighting and killing may be close to them, but also far away from them.

"When I was young, I thought about becoming a hero, but later I saw a hero in the town have his arm chopped off. Then I knew that it was impossible to do such a thing."

This is what the old tailor in the tailor shop in the city said when faced with Du Chengfeng's questions.

When Du Chengfeng was questioning him, it was when he had just captured Fire Deity. As the sign of this tailor shop was chopped off by a knife in the chaos, Du Chengfeng also extorted some money from Fire Deity as compensation and came to express his condolences - but who would have thought that this old tailor would be so nonchalant, which was completely different from what Du Chengfeng had imagined.

You know, Du Chengfeng had expected that since the old tailor had suffered such a misfortune, he would inevitably feel resentful, and he might even find some evil weapons and transform himself into an evil master, acting like an old man with the arrogance of a young man. It was all very normal.

But he didn't expect this result. The old tailor had no idea in this regard at all.

It was at this time that Du Chengfeng vaguely realized what the answer to his previous doubts was.

Although there is indeed a convenient and quick way to evil spirits in this world, there are still only a few people willing to embark on this bloody road. Most people are actually similar to him before. They are satisfied with having a job to make a living and a life to survive.

As for taking more and getting more, although it looks tempting, they can all see the dangers involved.

Not everyone was as desperate as he was in Jibei at that time, or rather, he was not really in a desperate situation at that time. He could have chosen to escape to the south with his strength and completely ignore He Xi Qing, who was invincible at that time.

However, the result was that he still chose to fight and chose to kill He Xiqing head-on.

From this perspective, he is actually not as kind as he thinks.

Like those evil masters, he also has a side that loves fighting.

"But fighting can only kill people, it can't solve other problems." Du Chengfeng thought while eating wonton noodles.

He had eaten at this noodle stall last time when he captured the Black Tiger Star Lord. As the food tasted good, he often came here to patronize it. Even with his rather picky taste, the wonton noodles here were quite good - of course, he was not thinking about anything related to cooking at the moment, he was more concerned about something else.

That is, wonton noodles cannot grow out of thin air on the table.

To make a bowl of wonton noodles, first someone has to grow wheat, and then grind the wheat into flour. The flour can only be used to make noodles. If you want to make wontons, you have to buy meat from the butcher. After all the ingredients are prepared, there must be a chef to cook the ingredients into food. But food alone is not enough, someone has to make bowls and chopsticks, and even a carpenter has to make the tables, chairs and benches. Only then can he sit on the street and eat this bowl of noodles.

But these are actually not enough, and among all the links in this process, not even one requires the use of evil spirits.

All the power, all the fighting and killing can only be regarded as an insignificant part of this world.

“No wonder those people, even if they fly to the sky and become powerful, must come back to gain experience again.”

After eating a bowl of noodles, Du Chengfeng, who was full and satisfied, let out a long sigh.

"I was too shallow before."

After drinking up the soup, Du Chengfeng once again admitted that he was indeed too shallow in the past - he thought that the cooking techniques he mastered were sophisticated enough, and he might not be inferior even if he worked as a royal chef in the palace, but now it seems.

But now, no matter how delicious those dishes are, they are just castles in the air and are far inferior to the various aspects of life that can be tasted in this bowl of wonton noodles.

Of course, it could also be that he had just finished patrolling the streets and was indeed a little hungry.

"keep the change."

Although he didn't know what he had realized, Du Chengfeng, in a good mood, took out a string of copper coins and handed it to the stall owner.

It was just a bowl of wonton noodles, so it certainly wouldn't cost so much money. However, Du Chengfeng felt that it was worth the money, so he regarded the rest as a reward. Such a generous act naturally made the people more fond of him. After all, the previous captain didn't even give money for meals, let alone rewards.

In comparison, Du Chengfeng, who was willing to pay, could even be considered a man of high moral character.

“What should be done is what should be done.”

Facing the stall owner's eager gaze, Du Chengfeng felt a little embarrassed.

So he simply reached out and grabbed the Fire Star Lord who happened to be passing by.

"I still have things to do in the government office. I'll go back first."

"Wait a minute! I haven't committed any crime! What do you mean by this! Did I provoke you?"

The Fire Star Lord was dumbfounded when his collar was suddenly grabbed. He never expected that he would be arrested even though he had not committed any crime.

But unfortunately, Du Chengfeng did not give him any chance to explain himself, but dragged the old man all the way towards the prison.

Only the noodle stall owner was left holding the string of copper coins, so excited that he couldn't control himself.

Perhaps in Du Chengfeng's eyes, a string of copper coins is nothing. Even in the eyes of most evil masters, a string of copper coins is not of much value - after all, they have power, which means they can do some business at any time without any capital. Just finding a few opponents to chop is enough for them to buy things without looking at the price.

But for a small noodle stall owner, this string of copper coins is enough to cover his business for several days.

Of course, the reward money was only one aspect. The other was because the new captain was easy to talk to. He came to eat for several days but had no intention of asking him for any benefits. This also allowed him to save a lot of money - this was undoubtedly a double happiness, and he could obviously earn a lot more.

"Could it be that God has opened his eyes? Or that the gods have appeared?"

Thinking of this, the noodle stall owner simply prepared to stop working and go to the temple to fulfill his wish.

It was said that they were going to a temple, but this temple was not a proper temple. After all, the money for incense offerings in a proper temple was too expensive, and they would not accept low-status vendors like him. Fortunately, these vendors did have a place to burn incense, they had their own place to go.

The incense there is even more popular than that in regular temples.

"May Maitreya bless you in your future life, may Maitreya bless you in your future life..."

In a secluded house, the noodle stall owner muttered this as he split the coin into two halves and put them into the donation box.

The noodle stall owner actually had no idea who this deceased Maitreya was. He only knew that this deity from outside was said to be very effective - and facts had proved that this deity was indeed effective. He only came here to burn incense a few times, and his life began to get better.

And his pious expression was also seen by the people inside.

"This guy is good, let him stay."

Following these words, the gate of the house slammed shut.

In the next few days, Du Chengfeng went to the noodle stall several more times, but he never got to eat that bowl of wonton noodles again, just because the stall owner was said to have gone out.

"Maybe there really is something wrong."

Du Chengfeng thought so. After all, this kind of thing was very normal. Everyone has headaches or fevers. Family matters would also take up time. It was normal that the noodle stall owner hadn't been to the stall for a few days.

What Du Chengfeng didn't expect was that when he saw the noodle stall owner again, he would be at the crime scene.

Someone found a mutilated body by the river outside the town. According to identification by neighbors, the body was that of the missing noodle stall owner.

(End of this chapter)