novelapdf Chapter 195 Something Happened to Little Doctor?
Chapter 195 Something Happened to Little Doctor?
A gentle breeze swept through the long street, dispelling some of the oppressive heat.
Duanmu Li silently followed beside Jiang Mu, walking on the bustling street.
Her high ponytail swayed as she walked, like she was swinging on a swing, adding a touch of dashing charm.
"How was it? I treated you pretty well, didn't I?"
Jiang Mu looked at the girl beside her and couldn't help but tug at her swaying ponytail.
Duanmu Li paused in her steps.
She turned her head and glared at Jiang Mu with her cool, beautiful eyes.
But considering that he did indeed fight under pressure to secure the Demon Slayer position for her in the signing room just now,
She pursed her lips, but ultimately held back.
Jiang Mu originally planned to tell this girl the truth: the mastermind behind the destruction of the Heavenly Blade Sect was the current emperor.
But when the words were about to come out, he thought about it and decided against it.
This girl is too stubborn right now, and she's burdened with the hatred of her family's destruction. If she finds out the truth, who knows what irrational and foolish things she might do.
Telling her now would be tantamount to sending her to her death.
Let's wait until she's more skilled and mature before making a decision.
The two arrived at the Eighth Hall's office.
Jiang Mu gathered Zhang Datang and the other two over, clapped his hands, and said:
Let me introduce you to a new member.
"This is Duanmu Li, from now on he will be our brother in the Eighth Hall... uh, colleague."
The three looked at each other in bewilderment.
Looking at the girl in front of them, who was only up to their chest, with a face as delicate as a porcelain doll, yet carrying a giant blade wider than herself, their faces were filled with astonishment.
"Master, this..."
Zhang Xiaokui scratched his head and couldn't help but mutter under his breath.
"Our Eighth Hall is the most powerful hall in Huzhou City right now, so why are you recruiting kids?"
With those skinny arms and legs, forget about slaying demons, could you even swing that sword? What if you run into a monster and start crying in fear?
Upon hearing this, Jiang Mu's lips curled into a smile.
He turned to Duanmu Li and said, "Li, knock him away."
"Whoosh!"
Before she could finish speaking, the girl's eyes sharpened, and she didn't even draw her sword.
Her petite body suddenly sprang up, carrying a powerful gust of wind, and rushed directly towards Zhang Xiaokui.
Zhang Xiaokui's expression changed drastically.
Suddenly, everything went blurry before my eyes, and a powerful sense of oppression rushed over me.
He instinctively raised his arms to defend himself.
With a loud "bang," it flew backward, arcing through the air before crashing heavily into the sand in the corner of the yard, raising a cloud of dust.
Fortunately, Duanmu Li acted with restraint and did not harm him.
Zhang Datang and Wang Ershang, who were standing nearby, changed their expressions when they saw this scene.
The disdain in his eyes when he looked at the girl was gone.
"Cough cough cough..."
Zhang Xiao Kui crawled out of the sand pit, covered in dust and dirt. He rubbed his chest, which felt stuffy, and complained with a bitter face:
"My lord, this is really unnecessary."
"This little girl is carrying such a big knife; she's obviously not here to scare anyone. I was just joking."
"We need to establish our authority."
Jiang Mu laughed and stepped forward to pat Duanmu Li's straight shoulder, signaling her to tone down her imposing manner.
Then he said to the three burly men who were stunned:
"Listen up, all of you. From now on, if I'm not at the government office and encounter any troublesome demons or problems I can't handle, go to her. From today onwards, she's your eldest sister. Come on, call her eldest sister."
The three men had strange expressions.
How could you expect three grown men in their thirties with unshaven beards to call a twelve or thirteen-year-old girl "elder sister"?
This scene is just so awkward no matter how you look at it.
But under Jiang Mu's command, and intimidated by the girl's terrifying attack, the three of them gritted their teeth and shouted in unison:
"Big sister!"
Duanmu Li hadn't expected Jiang Mu to pull this stunt.
Her once icy face flushed red, and she stood there somewhat bewildered.
She moved her lips, but didn't know what to say.
She could only try her best to straighten her chest, put on a stern face, and pretend to be a serious, cold, mature, and composed older sister.
She looks like a pretentious, mature loli.
After briefly introducing the three, Jiang Mu did not linger and left the government office with Duanmu Li.
On their way home, the two walked side by side.
The girl's skirt fluttered slightly in the wind, revealing a slender leg with delicate ankle bones, tucked into exquisite deerskin boots.
It exudes a youthful, unadorned beauty unique to young girls.
Jiang Mu said slowly:
"Actually, in most cases, we demon slayers don't have much to do."
After all, our main duty is to patrol the designated areas within the city. There aren't that many mindless monsters in this city for us to slay every day. If you really feel bored and enjoy slaying monsters, after we close the cases in this city in a few days, I'll take you outside the city so you can have your fill of monster hunting. But remember this: without my permission, you are absolutely not allowed to leave the city alone, understand?"
Duanmu Li habitually kept her aloof face tense, her eyes fixed straight ahead, as if she hadn't heard him at all, remaining silent. "Did you understand?!"
Jiang Mu was somewhat annoyed that she remained silent.
He reached out and once again grabbed the girl's swaying ponytail at the back of her head, tugged it gently, and asked again.
Duanmu Li turned her head and glared at him fiercely:
"clear!"
After saying that, she slapped Jiang Mu's hand away, quickened her pace, and walked straight ahead.
"This girl's personality is really quite withdrawn."
Jiang Mu shook his head helplessly.
Growing up in a sect deep in the mountains, and lacking maternal love, her father, who was the sect leader, was probably too busy with sect affairs to communicate with her much. This likely contributed to her developing a closed-off and highly guarded personality.
However, the girl's cold and stubborn attitude still made Jiang Mu, who was used to others obeying her, feel somewhat uncomfortable.
This was Aunt Tang's biological daughter, and he felt a sense of guilt and a desire to take care of her.
If it were any other young girl who dared to give him such attitude, he would have slapped her and taught her a lesson.
That's what I was thinking.
suddenly.
A bright red candied hawthorn stick was thrust in front of him without warning.
It almost poked into his nostril.
Jiang Mu was startled and quickly took a half step back.
Upon closer inspection, one could see that Duanmu Li was holding a candied hawthorn stick that she had somehow acquired.
Those clear, autumn-water-like eyes were fixed on him:
"for you."
"Why are you suddenly giving me candied hawthorns?"
Jiang Mu was completely confused. He looked at the candied hawthorn and then at the girl's expressionless face.
Duanmu Li pursed her pink lips, seemingly struggling with how to begin. In the end, she said nothing, but simply moved the hand holding the candied hawthorn forward a little further.
Seeing her awkward expression, Jiang Mu suddenly understood.
This girl clearly realized that her attitude had gone a bit too far.
However, she was proud and introverted, but too proud to apologize, so she used this method to ease the tension.
This was probably the gentlest way she could think of to show her goodwill.
Thinking of this, Jiang Mu's earlier dissatisfaction immediately dissipated, and she took the candied hawthorn with a smile:
"Thanks."
This girl is quite naive.
Although it looks like a hedgehog on the outside, it is soft on the inside.
Keep them by my side from now on, and I can train them slowly.
Jiang Mu was about to take a bite of the candied hawthorn, which represented her apology.
However, Duanmu Li did not withdraw her hand.
Still standing in the same spot, she stretched out her small hand in front of Jiang Mu, palm facing up, and uttered two words:
"Give me the money."
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Jiang Mu looked completely bewildered.
What does that mean?
Do I have to pay for the gifts myself?
He subconsciously looked towards the roadside.
Just a few steps away, an old man selling candied hawthorns, carrying a bundle of straw, stood.
The old man glanced timidly in their direction.
He wanted to ask for money, but dared not approach because of the two men's weapons. He could only stare longingly at the string of candied hawthorns, his face full of grievance.
Jiang Mu was speechless.
So you just stole your apology gift from someone's stall?
What kind of nonsense is this!
He sighed helplessly, walked over, took out a few copper coins from his pocket, and handed them to the old man.
The old man accepted the money with profuse thanks.
After thinking for a moment, Jiang Mu simply took out a little more money and bought the remaining strings of candied hawthorns from the bundle of straw.
He casually pulled out a string of pearls and handed it to Duanmu Li, who was watching eagerly from the side.
Duanmu Li did not refuse and reached out to take it.
She opened her lustrous lips and gently bit off a hawthorn berry coated in syrup.
The sweet and sour taste spread in my mouth.
The girl couldn't help but slightly narrow her clear, cool eyes, like a kitten that had just eaten a fish, revealing a hint of satisfaction.
She continued walking forward with Jiang Mu, munching on a candied hawthorn.
As they walked, they suddenly turned their heads and asked, their voices muffled:
When will I receive my salary?
Jiang Mu was taken aback, looking at her with amusement: "You're in such a hurry to join the Demon Slayer Division, it's not just for that little bit of salary, is it?" Duanmu Li did not answer.
The glistening syrup clung to her tender pink lips, shimmering alluringly in the sunlight, adding to her delicate beauty.
A little bit of sugar syrup accidentally got on her fair cheek.
Seeing this, Jiang Mu reached out and gently wiped away the sugar stain on her cheek with her fingertips, and teased her with a smile:
"Don't worry, your boss doesn't have much else, but he's rich."
From now on, you can buy whatever you want to eat or wear, and ask for whatever you want.
"If you need money, just go back and ask your Aunt Bai Xiang for it. She controls all the finances in my house now." The man's actions made Duanmu Li stiffen slightly, and she stopped in her tracks.
She turned her face away somewhat awkwardly, avoiding Jiang Mu's fingers, and said in a muffled voice:
"I want to buy Ah Qing a gift."
She paused, then added, "I'll buy it with my own money."
Jiang Mu listened with a strange look in her eyes.
He sized up the aloof girl and couldn't help but tease her:
"I've noticed that you seem to care a lot about Ah Qing, don't you?"
"What, you don't actually think that little girl is your younger sister from a past life, do you?"
Duanmu Li didn't say anything, but quickened her pace and walked forward.
Jiang Mu stopped teasing and laughed:
"Don't worry, once your identity token is ready and delivered tomorrow, you can officially start working. I'll give you an advance on your salary then." Ran Qingshan's efficiency was indeed impeccable.
The next morning, Duanmu Li's identity token, representing her official status as a member of the Demon Slayer Division, was delivered to the Eighth Hall's office.
To celebrate finally having a truly capable child laborer under his command, instead of a cheerleader like Zhang Xiaokui who only shouted "Master is mighty!", Jiang Mu immediately waved his hand and went to a restaurant to celebrate.
He also specially invited Yan Fenghuo and a few other old acquaintances with whom he had a good relationship.
Only Xu Fu was missing.
It wasn't that he didn't give Jiang Mu face.
Instead, this guy is currently in seclusion, vowing not to emerge until he breaks through to the sixth realm.
I reckon it was during the great battle in Yancheng that he was stimulated by Jiang Mu's abnormal strength and rocket-like leveling speed.
Yan Fenghuo couldn't help but feel a little flustered when he saw that Jiang Mu had a little girl as a follower.
For some reason, I have a feeling that Jiang Mu is like a bad uncle who deceives young girls.
I really wanted to rush over, grab her by the neck, and yell, "She's just a child!"
For the next three days, Huzhou City remained calm and peaceful.
Even the bizarre Seven Deadly Sins murders have temporarily ceased, and the Imperial Guards have not appeared.
Jiang Mu was quite happy to have some free time.
During the day, he would stay in his own courtyard and diligently practice the "Blood Mad Saber Manual".
According to the records in the sword manual, this supreme martial art of the Heavenly Sword Sect is extremely difficult to master. It requires not only a high level of comprehension but also the ability to nurture the sword intent with one's own vital energy.
Even with diligent practice day and night, it would take at least six months for someone of average talent to go from just beginning to mastering the basics.
However, this so-called common sense clearly does not apply to Jiang Mu, who is a cheat code.
On the sandy ground inside the courtyard.
Jiang Mu, shirtless, wielded the Blood Mad Blade, his movements as swift as lightning.
The blade flashed like a blood-red ribbon.
They intertwined in the air to form an impenetrable killing net.
Around him, four identical shadow clones were simultaneously practicing the same moves.
The main body plus four clones, all five cores are activated.
It's equivalent to five people simultaneously accumulating experience points for him alone.
With such phenomenal performance, he mastered the basics of swordsmanship in less than three days.
Even Duanmu Li was shocked.
Her cherry lips parted slightly, her bright eyes wide open, filled with disbelief.
This was the first time the girl had failed to manage her facial expressions since arriving at the Jiang family.
Noticing the girl's expression, Jiang Mu's lips curled into a calm yet confident smile, and he said humbly:
"Basic procedures, don't overdo it."
Girl: …..…”
Besides practicing swordsmanship during the day, Jiang Mu's nightlife is equally colorful.
Every night when all is quiet
He would then be forcibly dragged into the temple by that aloof Lady Peach Blossom for an in-depth discussion.
Different moves every day.
For some reason, perhaps because the progress bar was moving too fast, the usually aloof Lady Peach Blossom occasionally let out a soft moan.
That afternoon.
The sunlight shone lazily in the courtyard.
Jiang Mu lay lazily on a rocking chair, kneading Bai Xiang's soft hand while stretching her slightly sore lower back.
This kind of philosophical discussion is good, but it's too strenuous and physically demanding...
Jiang Mu sighed to himself.
Beside her, Bai Xiang sat on a bamboo recliner, looking down at a book.
A warm breeze caressed her fair, slender neck, lifting a few playful strands of hair that shimmered with a soft golden luster in the sunlight. Tranquil and serene.
"Xiang'er, how about we make some turtle or mutton tonight to help us recover? We've been using up a lot of energy lately."
Jiang Mu suggested casually.
Bai Xiang raised her head, her phoenix eyes, as clear as autumn water, staring at him suspiciously.
"From practicing martial arts."
Jiang Mu coughed twice, "My back is aching."
Bai Xiang gestured in sign language: "Go take your medicine, let Miss Chu prescribe some for you."
"Bang bang bang!"
Just then, there was a sudden, urgent knocking on the courtyard gate.
Jiang Mu opened the door.
Lan Rou'er's pretty face turned deathly pale, her delicate body trembling uncontrollably. She gasped for breath, "Lord Jiang...something terrible has happened! Lingzhu...Lingzhu is in trouble!"