Chapter 84 Will His Head Fly Off?

After being blocked by Duan Anluo's spiritual energy wall, the man turned sharply, changed direction, and continued to escape. His movements were very agile, and it was obvious that he had practiced well.

Duan Anluo's mind moved, and another wall fell down. In the blink of an eye, nine walls appeared, and their positions kept changing and intertwining, forming a mysterious trap.

The sorcerer rushed left and right, feeling as if he was trapped in a huge Bagua. After changing directions several times, the scene before his eyes had changed.

The abandoned port was no longer under my feet, but an endless expanse of yellow sand. Even the heat under my feet was so real that it burned my feet.

At the moment he was shocked, an extremely domineering spiritual power silently attacked the back of his head.

Si Cang's speed was so fast that it exceeded his perception limit. He barely twisted his body to avoid the vital parts, but was kicked hard in the back. He was kicked out like a broken sack and fell heavily to the ground.

Before he could struggle to get up, the cold scabbard was firmly pressed against his neck, and the two men were already in front of him.

His pupils shrank. He had never expected to encounter such powerful people in such a deserted dock. He asked in fear, "Who are you?"

No one answered him because he smelled too bad. When people got closer, the bloody aura on this man was blindingly red, and even his spiritual energy had a bloody smell.

Duan Anluo lifted the man's chin with his foot and looked at the runes formed by the black spiritual energy on his face, one by one. Even when he drew a turtle after losing a card game, his drawings were not as fancy as his.

Duan Anluo asked in disgust, "What are you doing here?"

Si Cang stood beside Duan Anluo, his eyes indifferent: "The blood evil energy is so strong, chop it off."

Duan Anluo held Si Cang's hand, his tone instantly becoming aggrieved: "No, take him back to Fang Fang and tell him I didn't kill anyone."

Si Cang frowned. Assistant Fang actually dared to use Duan Anlang to scare Duan Anluo. He must have been living too comfortably recently and deserved a lesson.

Duan Anluo paused, his tone returning to normal. "It's a good opportunity to ask Assistant Fang to check if this guy has any accomplices. I don't think his aura is that of a Chinese person."

Si Cang frowned: "It's a burden, not easy to carry."

Duan Anluo blinked and said, "Then chop it off. It's the same if we take the soul back for trial."

"You!" The sorcerer on the ground was shocked and angry, with despair flashing in his eyes.

He heard that a particularly powerful formation master had recently joined the guild, but he didn't expect that his luck was so bad that he would meet him here.

And this young man with a knife, how could such a powerful person appear in such a shabby place?

Normally, meeting one of these two people would be considered extremely unlucky, but he actually met both of them at once. It must be God's will for him!

At this time, Feng Ran finally caught up, "Don't! Don't cut! We can carry it! We can carry it! Leave it to us!"

Duan Anluo poked Si Cang's arm and said, "Help her."

Si Cang dislocated the man's limbs and jaw, and Feng Ran still handcuffed the man's hands and feet, handcuffing his hands and feet together, so that even if he could put them back together by himself, he would not be able to escape.

Duan Anluo exclaimed, this girl is a ruthless person!

Feng Ran took out the black cloth and covered the man's eyes. Some mystics' eyes can give people psychological hints, so they must wear a blindfold.

After making sure everything was safe, Feng Ran stuffed the people into the car.

Although she is a girl, she is quite strong. Carrying a big man is almost like carrying a New Year pig.

When she was done she clapped her hands, "Done!"

The police put the children in ambulances and arrested the traffickers, who had been beaten beyond recognition, and took them back for questioning. The bodies were also thrown into the car and locked up with the traffickers, without any regard for their psychological endurance.

Duan Anluo looked around and found that except for Yunbao, all the little fairies he brought with him were not there.

"Are they all gone?"

Rainbow Dash explained, "They wanted to earn merit, so Goose took them all there."

Duan Anluo nodded in understanding. Although the spiritual energy had revived, compared to before, it was like watered-down rice soup. They didn't know how many years of cultivation it would take to achieve enlightenment. Instead of drinking watered-down rice soup, it would be better to accumulate merit and gain the favor of the heavens.

Duan Anluo rubbed his hands eagerly and said, "Let's go and help too!"

"No need," Feng Ran thought of Assistant Fang's request and quickly stopped Duan Anluo. "We've already dispatched a nearby team to help. Please help me send this person back."

Feng Ran felt embarrassed after she finished speaking. This task was more difficult than asking her to fight.

Sure enough, Duan Anluo frowned in confusion. Just when Feng Ran thought Duan Anluo was going to refuse, Duan Anluo shrugged and said, "Forget it, let's go to the guild."

It just so happened that he also needed to get his little apprentice’s household registration book.

Feng Ran breathed a sigh of relief. Isn't this quite easy to talk to?

Duan Anluo got in the car and held the little fox in his arms. Yunbao asked softly, "Why do you listen to her? Do you like her?"

Si Cang lowered his head and glanced at the little fox.

The little fox tilted his head back in fear, muttering to himself: "What are you looking at? I'm just asking for you, I don't have any gossip."

"If you ruin someone's reputation, be careful or they'll beat you up." Duan Anluo rubbed the little fox's head. "It's not easy for a girl to do this job. Let's not make things difficult for her."

Since ancient times, women have been bound by rituals and oppressed by institutions. They were forbidden from studying, kept out of the house, and required to adhere to the Three Obediences and Four Virtues. Not only were their freedoms restricted, but they also became appendages of men. He had seen many capable women trapped in a small space, wasting their lives.

Even in modern society, people still face workplace discrimination, unequal pay for equal work, and difficulty balancing family and career. Duan Anluo simply doesn't want to embarrass girls. Gou Fangfang, I'm getting to know him better.

No, he wanted to go back and piss him off, make him cry, then coax him, and then piss him off and make him cry again...

"By the way, Master Duan, Director Zhang said he wanted to give you a large banner."

Duan Anluo immediately perked up, "Great!"

After sending this mystic to the guild, Duan Anluo sent a message to his apprentice, saying that he would not be going back tonight and would stay at Si Cang's house.

The next day when he went to get his household registration book, Duan Anluo dragged out the large boxes of imported snacks that Ms. Lin had stocked up for him, and grunted as he filled a large bag for Assistant Fang, so full that it was almost overflowing.

Assistant Fang had dark circles under his eyes and was struggling with a stack of documents. When he saw the snacks suddenly piled up like a mountain in front of him, he was completely stunned and looked at Duan Anluo with a dull look.

Duan Anluo tutted in disgust, tore open a bag of chocolate, broke off a small piece and stuffed it into his mouth, "You were so scared last night that you didn't sleep well?"

Assistant Fang nodded aggrievedly, his voice weak: "Yeah, I'm so sleepy."

Duan Anluo frowned. He still couldn't get used to this imported food. He broke off another piece of chocolate and this time stuffed it directly into Assistant Fang's mouth. "Is it really that serious? Why can't you just tell me directly? Why do you have to hold it in? You cry and call me daddy, telling me which piece of land can't be dug up and which telephone pole can't be kicked. How can I not listen to you?"

He swallowed the chocolate in his mouth with difficulty and squinted at Assistant Fang. "You even threatened me with my brother, and yet I still thought of bringing you something delicious? Tell me, do you feel guilty? Hmm?"

As the sweet, rich chocolate melted in his mouth, Assistant Fang's conscience did prick him a little. It was delicious... and indeed... a little embarrassing.

"Then I'll tell you directly next time." Assistant Fang muttered softly and stuffed another piece of chocolate into his mouth.

Duan Anluo reminded him: "Remember to call me daddy. You sounded pretty nice last time."

Assistant Fang nearly choked on his chocolate: "Why are you so eager to be my dad?"

"Isn't this what good friends are like? It's because we get along so well. Why don't I try to be the president's father? You are different in my heart." He patted the bag of snacks to prove its specialness.

Assistant Fang took a deep breath and felt his blood pressure rising a little: "Thank you, ancestor!"

Duan Anluo nodded, "You can call me ancestor."

Assistant Fang rolled his eyes. If he could beat Duan Anluo, he would also make Duan Anluo call him dad.

Duan Anluo thought about the man from last night again, "Have we interrogated the man we arrested last night?"

"I've interrogated him." Assistant Fang unhappily dug a bag of cream pine nuts from the mountain of snacks and began to crackle them. "He's a sorcerer from Southeast Asia who buys children, kills them with evil methods, and makes them into ghost dolls. This bastard is so bold as to come to our house and commit suicide."

At this point, Assistant Fang's eyes turned cold. "I've already sent someone to negotiate with the management over there. If they want someone, just bring the money. I'll keep a handful and put it in a plastic bag for him."

This reminded Duan Anluo of a scene he had seen online. He said seriously, "I've heard of it! A sorcerer's head can fly off, with their heart, liver, lungs, and intestines hanging from the head. If their internal organs are hanging from a tree, and their head doesn't fly back to their body before dawn, they'll die."

Assistant Fang nearly dropped the pine nuts he'd just peeled, a look of "are you kidding me?" on his face. "Those are all horror stories. Do you understand artistic manipulation? How could a head fly away from the body, with intestines hanging from it? It violates the basic laws of physics and common sense in biology! Absolutely impossible!"

Duan Anluo stroked his chin, his eyes filled with a thirst for knowledge. "If his head doesn't fly off, can I hit him hard enough to make him fly? The kind that leaves his intestines hanging out?"

Assistant Fang: "Impossible! That person would have been dead long ago, right? What's the point of flying!"

Duan Anluo persisted: "Then beat him until he flies away."

"The point is, a person can't be alive without their head! The prerequisite for flying doesn't exist!"

"Then just hit him until he flies away. Hitting him hard should be enough."

Assistant Fang felt his temples throbbing. "I told you it's impossible. No matter how you try, it's impossible. It doesn't conform to biology!"

Duan Anluo blinked, his face full of innocence and curiosity: "Aren't you curious? What if it works? Netizens say that practice is the only criterion for testing truth. If he doesn't fly, I'll beat him until he flies."

Assistant Fang felt his blood rush to his head. "I told you not to fly! You can't fly! Your logic is flawed! It's an academic problem!"

Duan Anluo felt relieved when he saw Assistant Fang’s furious look. You little brat, you actually dared to threaten him and even wanted to complain to his elder brother. Can’t I deal with you?

"Fang Fang, how can you know your limits if you don't try? Why don't you study hard? This isn't good."

"I'm not serious? You actually said I wasn't serious. You, you can beat him to death eight hundred times and he won't be able to fly! You are the one with the problem!"

Assistant Fang's defense was completely broken. He looked up and saw Si Cang pushing the door in with an expressionless face, as if he had seen a living Bodhisattva who saved people from suffering.

Assistant Fang pointed at Duan Anluo and said, "Captain Si! Take care of this guy! He wants to help the sorcerer realize his dream of flying! He wants to fly with his intestines hanging on his back!"

Si Cang's emotionless gaze swept across the frantic Assistant Fang, then fell on Duan Anluo.

The look in his eyes softened instantly, even showing indulgence and appreciation.

Well, he is still adorable when he is so lively and energetic, much better than his previous sickly look that looks like he will die if you poke him with a finger.

"Just let him try it. What if he succeeds?" Si Cang's tone was as a matter of course, not knowing what Assistant Fang was so anxious about.

Assistant Fang fell silent. He sat down and cracked pine nuts like a squirrel, then buried his head in the bag of snacks, frantically searching for his favorite food.

He finally understood that between these two people, one was unreasonable and unreasonable, and the other was indulgent without any bottom line, neither of them was normal!

How could a highly intelligent recruit like him be driven to death by these two? Impossible, absolutely impossible! Damn!

Duan Anluo quietly pulled Si Cang out. That was enough. No more teasing. If you continue teasing her, she will get angry and cry.

After taking his apprentice's household registration book, Duan Anluo left. He had to hurry back to wait for his silk banner!

As soon as he got home, the little fairies surrounded him. They had just arrived this morning and had just found Duan Anluo gone. They had been holding back their thoughts all morning, and seeing Duan Anluo was like finding an outlet, and they all told him about the battle last night.

For a moment, the room was filled with the sounds of "chirping", "squeaking" and "hissing".

Duan Anluo's head hurt after hearing this. Big Goose explained: "Last night, we captured a lot of people and had a whole night of fighting. They were all talking about how brave they were, saying they had gained some merit, and they said they would actively sign up and participate in such events in the future." Cultivation is like overeating to death, starving to death the timid. As long as you survive, you'll work yourself to death.

The little mouse who complained to Duan Anluo lay on his feet and said, "Some people even asked us if we wanted to be their guardian spirits, but we refused."

Duan Anluo looked down and saw that the little mouse's fur was translucent white, and its IQ was higher than that of other little fairies.

However, Duan Anluo was skeptical about what the little mouse said about the weasel liking fried chicken, because he usually saw the weasel gritting its teeth, which didn't seem like it liked fried chicken.

The little fox spoke more pleasantly: "We definitely won't leave. They are not as good-looking as the boss."

"The boss is talented."

Duan Anluo said happily: "I'll give you some extra food!"

Then Duan Anluo called the little weasel over and said, "I heard you like making fried chicken? Don't you want to make anything else?"

The little weasel was furious: "Who the hell spread this rumor?! I've had enough of it, I want to do something else!"

Duan Anluo looked at the little mouse's confused eyes. Well, although it was smarter than other little fairies, it was still far behind the little fox and the big goose.

"Then you will follow the goose and be free from now on."

The three weasels hugged each other excitedly. Duan Anluo's image was magnified infinitely in their eyes, like a god. From now on, they would practice diligently and earn merit, never again thinking of deceiving others to seek titles.

Two days later, the Public Security Bureau called and asked Duan Anluo to go and receive the banner. Normally, this wouldn't be possible so quickly; it would have to be issued after the case was closed.

However, Director Zhang, hoping to secure future cooperation, actually paid out of his own pocket and worked overtime to create a large silk banner. He also applied for a bonus for Duan Anluo, and without waiting for approval, he simply paid the money out of his own pocket.

Looking at the eight big words "Enthusiastic Citizen, Moral Role Model" on the banner, Duan Anluo smiled with joy and held the banner in his arms. What a shining merit!

Xun Xiao didn't understand what his master was thinking. He thought that since his master liked silk banners so much, when he grew up, he would make a silk banner house for his master, let his master sleep on the silk banner, and make a quilt out of the shape of a silk banner as well.

If Duan Anluo knew what his young disciple was thinking, he would definitely thank him. At least he didn't want to cover his urn with a banner. Otherwise, the scene was too beautiful, and he wouldn't dare to look at it even after his death.

After resting for two days, something happened in the Si family, so Si Cang made a sudden decision and returned to the Si family's old house.

This time he wasn't on a mission, so his life wouldn't be in danger. Duan Anluo didn't feel that upset, but he just felt a sense of loss as he wouldn't be able to see him for several days.

With only a few days left before school started, he decided to take his apprentice on a mission to earn points and pay off his debts.

When he opened the guild page, Duan Anluo felt strange. Why were there so many tasks?

The last time he accepted a task in the task bar, there were only five pages, but this time there were more than twenty pages, which increased fourfold. Was it because of the revival of spiritual energy?

Duan Anluo thought about it and decided to never mind. He was just a bad player and he could just take this opportunity to accumulate more points.

There aren't many tasks nearby, and the points awarded are few, only three or five.

Duan Anluo was upset and hugged his little apprentice. When would he be able to earn 400?

Xun Xiao asked with concern: "Master, what's wrong with you? Are you missing Master's wife?"

Duan Anluo sighed, "I just think money is hard to earn and shit is hard to eat."

Xun Xiao's eyes widened in shock, his tail standing straight up, "Master, you dare to eat shit?"

Duan Anluo was stunned for a moment, then slapped the child on the butt, feeling both amused and helpless. "Look, this is the result of being uneducated. Even if you can graduate from kindergarten, you wouldn't say such a thing."

Xun Xiao covered his buttocks, and it didn't hurt at all when his master hit him.

He tentatively threw himself into Duan Anluo's arms and hugged him tightly, just like holding the hope of the future. The master's body was warm and smelled sweet. Even the strength to hit him was very small. Xun Xiao shook his ears happily, "Master, can I go to school?"

"certainly."

Xun Xiao wagged his tail happily, but because the tail was hidden in his pants and couldn't be wagged out, you could see his butt bulging.

Duan Anluo was so touched by the cuteness that he rubbed his apprentice's head and then asked him to sit on his lap. "Come on, choose a task for Master."

"Master, I can't read."

"It doesn't matter. It's a blind finger. Whoever I point to is the one."

The author has something to say:

I'm tired of writing, so I want to finish it in one go, then take a three-day break and write a new article. Then I looked at my word count and thought, forget it, there are still 160,000 words left. I can't keep going that long [laughing and crying]