My Demonic Cult's Holy Maiden

"Boss, a bowl of noodles, with minced meat!" Qi Yu said weakly.

The shop owner recognized Qi Yu and felt a certain fondness for him. He smiled and responded before going to prepare the noodles.

Qi Yu didn't sleep well all night and was in a very bad mental state.

Women are so petty, always saying it's not their fault.

And I really didn't do anything right!

Qi Yu looked frustrated. If things continued like this, when would he be able to produce offspring for the Qi family?

"Young man, may I sit here?"

Just as Qi Yu was feeling down, a gentle, soothing voice came from beside him.

Qi Yu turned his head to look at the newcomer, a handsome young man with a greasy face who was slightly less attractive than himself.

Looking around, there are still seats available! Why does this guy want to share a table with me?

But it doesn't matter anymore!

"Casual!"

With Qi Yu's permission, the young man sat down next to Qi Yu and also ordered a bowl of noodles.

"Where do you work, young man?" the young man asked.

Qi Yu glanced at the young man and said, "Didn't you see me yesterday? Why are you asking?"

I saw him while I was eating noodles here yesterday, and there was a man next to him who was even more effeminate than a woman.

With their good looks, it's hard for Qi Yu to ignore them!

"Hehe!" The young man lowered his head and chuckled, seemingly a little embarrassed.

"Why do you have to pay for your meal?" the young man asked.

Qi Yu looked at him like he was an idiot and said, "Paying for food is a matter of course! Even the emperor has to pay for things!"

The young man's smile widened, and he said, "Well said!"

"The noodles are here!" The shop owner brought the noodles to Qi Yu.

"Thank you!" Qi Yu said subconsciously, but the shop owner was stunned for a moment, and then hurriedly waved his hand.

The young man looked at Qi Yu as if he had seen a rare animal.

Nowadays, few officials thank ordinary people.

Qi Yu picked up his chopsticks, ready to dig in, but then he noticed the young man staring at him without saying a word, and he frowned.

Why are you looking at me like that?

The young man snapped out of his daze, apologized, and then looked away.

Qi Yu snorted coldly, then started eating his noodles.

"Young man, what do you think of the Great Yun Dynasty now?" the young man suddenly asked.

Qi Yu was stunned for a moment, then saw the sorrow in the young man's eyes and helplessly pursed his lips.

Another sentimental, melancholic scholar!

"I don't know. I'm just an ordinary yamen runner. I don't understand the political situation!" Qi Yu said.

The young man smiled, unconcerned, and then asked, "If you were to become emperor, what would you want to do?"

Qi Yu looked around and, after confirming that no one was around, breathed a sigh of relief.

This guy must have a death wish! How dare he say something like that in broad daylight!

If it weren't him, but another colleague, this guy would have been arrested.

"Brother, don't drag me down with you if you want to die! I have a beautiful wife to support at home, I don't want to die young!"

The young man pretended not to hear and said to himself, "If I were the emperor, the first thing I would do is to rectify the court and replace all the current officials."

"Then I will carry out land reform so that every farmer has land to cultivate, every person has enough to eat, and every child can go to school."

Qi Yu rolled his eyes helplessly. "Even if what you said is just a hypothetical, the consequence of doing this is death!"

Look at Emperor Yang of Sui, isn't that how he died?

Wasn't he killed simply because he threatened the interests of those aristocratic families?

"Brother, I've seen the prosperous era you're talking about, so I can't say it's unattainable or unrealistic."

Qi Yu paused for a moment, then said, "But in this corrupt era, to say such things and have such unrealistic dreams is nothing but a fool's dream!"

Having finished his noodles, Qi Yu decided not to chat with this pretentious scholar any longer; it was too dangerous.

As a transmigrator with neither a system nor senior figures to rely on, he had already done his best to keep his wife and himself from starving and freezing.

You're talking to me about ideals?

Ha ha!

The young man watched Qi Yu walk away, then got up and left without touching the noodles in his bowl.

……

After finishing his noodles, Qi Yu went to a jewelry store.

Although the family is still struggling financially and can barely make ends meet, the necessary sense of ritual in life still needs to be maintained.

Qi Yu spent two taels of silver to buy a silver-plated hairpin.

If we don't coax Su Yue properly, she'll have to sleep in the woodshed with a mouse tonight.

After carefully putting away the hairpin, Qi Yu prepared to go home. His home was just outside the city, and he had entered the city early in the morning without even saying goodbye to Su Yue. She must be getting impatient.

But as they walked, they came across a group of people gathered together, looking quite lively.

Qi Yu was a little curious, so he walked over and saw several yamen runners.

The constables were scooping something out of a well, and the people around them looked a little flustered, pointing and talking amongst themselves.

Qi Yu blinked, somewhat puzzled.

Soon, a constable pulled a rope and dragged up a wet corpse.

The surrounding residents were startled and took a step back.

Qi Yu was also stepped on, but he didn't care. Instead, he looked at the corpse that had been soaked until it turned white.

Judging from his build and clothing, he should be a strong middle-aged man. His clothes were not torn and there were no signs of being bound.

Judging from the wrinkles in his skin and fingers, he must have fallen into the well last night.

However, this guy's bare chest and abdomen were not swollen, which was very unusual.

Because people who drown must have swallowed a lot of water, their chests and abdomens should be somewhat swollen.

But this big man's chest and abdomen were too flat, even somewhat sunken.

There is only one explanation for this: he fell into the well after he died.

If nothing unexpected happens, it should be a homicide.

But... what does this have to do with me?

Solving cases was the job of the county magistrate and the constables. Although he was also a yamen runner, he was only responsible for clerical work and it wasn't his place to solve cases.

I bought some chestnut pastries that Su Yue loves from a roadside vendor, then carried the packaged pastries home contentedly.

Qi Yu's home was outside the city; it was half an hour's walk from the city gate.

Qi Yu left the city gate and walked on the official road, but as he walked, he kept glancing back.

I have this feeling that someone is following me!

In this era, bandits and outlaws were as numerous as hairs on a cow, and robbery and murder were common occurrences.

Suo Qiyu was genuinely a little scared. How could he, a weak scholar who couldn't even lift a heavy load, possibly win a fight?

Although my wife often teaches me some boxing techniques, which are good for physical fitness, fighting... is questionable!

Of the thirty-six stratagems, running away is the best!

Qi Yu darted into a grove of trees, the dense bushes filling the air. He kept moving around to avoid the people behind him.

The man seemed quite skilled; he chased after them for three minutes through the woods, still keeping up.

As Qi Yu ran, he pondered a solution. When he saw a hornet's nest the size of a millstone hanging under a low tree ahead, the corners of his mouth turned up slightly.

Click!

Qi Yu casually broke off a dry branch and ran towards the hornet's nest.

As they approached the hornet's nest, Qi Yu swung the branch in his hand and knocked the hornet's nest down.

After knocking it down, Qi Yu threw down the wooden stick in his hand and then ran wildly towards a muddy swamp not far away.

puff!

Qi Yu lay in the mud, wriggling and smearing mud all over himself, quickly turning into a mud figure.

The wasps that had been chasing him buzzed around him a few times before leaving.

"Ahhh! Help! Help me!"

The screams of those following behind echoed throughout the grove.

……

"Brother, you've come to rob me. Do you even know how to spell 'death'?" Qi Yu said with a smile, looking at the man whose cheeks had puffed up.

This was the guy who had been following him earlier. He had been stung by wasps and, in his panic, had fallen into a large pit used for catching wild boars.

I'm also glad there weren't any arrow bamboos or anything like that inside, otherwise this thing would really be gone.

Then, Qi Yu, believing that saving a life is more meritorious than building a seven-story pagoda, wrapped the hornet's nest in wet clothes and threw it into the pit, giving him an unforgettable encounter.

This guy is half dead now, his whole body is swollen, and he's tied to a tree by Qi Yu.

Li Minghai was also a little frustrated. Although his whole body ached terribly, he still glared fiercely at Qi Yu.

But his eyelids were so swollen that he could barely open his eyes, and no matter how hard he tried, Qi Yu couldn't see him.