This scholar is a bit cruel

Chapter 349 His head is really hard.
The sun sets below the horizon.

The boundless night silently enveloped the entire town.

The ocean also became increasingly deep and dark.

The hustle and bustle of the streets seemed to vanish in an instant.

Lights come on, and wisps of smoke rise from chimneys.

After a busy day, Luo Zijun finally returned to the inn. She took a shower in her room before going up to the second-floor hall to eat.

The others had already returned, and Wang Qiangzhuang was asking them for news one by one.

However, nothing came of it.

"Hanayuki, what about you?"

Wang Qiang frowned and looked at Luo Zijun, who was engrossed in eating.

After swallowing the meat in her mouth and drinking a large cup of tea, Luo Zijun finally spoke: "Captain, I've been treating patients all day yesterday and today without a break. Where can I get information?"

"Just ask when you're treating someone."

Song Erlang said from the side.

Luo Zijun continued eating her meat and said, "You can't be distracted when you're treating a patient. Even if you want to ask questions, you should ask them after the patient is cured."

At this moment, Liu Sisi spoke up: "Today, an old man came to the inn and started cursing, saying that we were swindlers. The innkeeper said that the old man was the doctor of this town, and no one has come to him for treatment these past two days."

Yang Yan laughed and said, "Brother Luo's medical skills have spread throughout the whole town. I even heard people talking about it on the street today, saying that a young miracle doctor who can bring the dead back to life has come to the town."

Wang Qiangzhuang asked, "Liu Sisi, did anyone come looking for me today?"

Liu Sisi shook her head: "Quite a few people come to Young Master Hua for treatment."

Wang Qiangzhuang then looked at Luo Zijun and asked, "Did anything unusual happen when you went out to see a doctor today?"

Luo Zijun tore at the meat and said, "No."

At this moment, Xu Ziyin, who had just finished showering, suddenly spoke coldly: "He's lying."

Luo Zijun raised her head and looked at her.

The hall suddenly fell silent.

Wang Qiangzhuang looked serious and said, "Xu Ziyin, how did he lie? Tell me."

Xu Ziyin stared at someone for a few seconds before coldly snorting, "His treatment behavior is very strange. Whenever he sees a pretty woman, he tries to touch her feet. If an elderly person has problems with their legs, he coldly refuses and tells them to find another doctor."

"..."

Everyone's mouths twitched.

Song Erlang couldn't help but burst into laughter: "Brother Hua, you really do have this quirk."

Master Wensong shook his head and smiled bitterly.

Lu Jianchen, carrying two swords on his back, looked at Lu Yao with disdain and reminded her, "Junior sister, stay away from this kid in the future."

Lu Yao, however, remained silent with a cold expression.

“Miss Xu, you have misunderstood me. This is how my master taught me medicine, and he is also skilled in treating illnesses this way. Doctors have the hearts of parents, how could you make such malicious assumptions?”

Luo Zijun would certainly not admit it.

Wang Qiangzhuang asked, "Who is your master?"

Luo Zijun lowered her head and ate her food, remaining silent.

Lu Yao, sitting opposite him, gave him a cold look.

Xu Ziyin sneered a few times and ignored him.

After the meal, Wang Qiangzhuang assigned tasks for the next day.

Luo Zijun's mission remains the same: to treat people's illnesses, spread the reputation of the divine healer, and lay out the bait in the hope of catching fish.

Back in her room, Luo Zijun lay down on the bed, thinking about the siren girl from earlier that day.

"Humans and demons can indeed have children, but the children born will be different from humans, and may also be different from demons..."

"Humans cannot tolerate such a 'strange' person, but what about the monsters? Can they tolerate her?"

Where is a suitable place for her to live?

"There must be many such non-human, non-demon beings in this world, right?"

Luo Zijun suddenly thought of Miss Bai again.

If the other party really is a monster, then what would it be like if the two of them gave birth to a new life in the future?
Half demon?

Or is it half-human?

Human head and snake body? Or snake head and human body?
It's terrifying and cruel to think about.

While every life has the right to live, if being born means bearing a lifetime of ridicule and suffering, it would be better not to be born at all.

Humans are the same.

However, as far as he knew, some high-level demons had already evolved and cultivated into human form, and even if they mated with humans, the children they gave birth to would not be strange half-human, half-demon forms.

Most of them have demon blood, or different hair color.

Of course, there are other differences, such as the ears, eyes, nose, and internal organs.

However, the overall shape is not too unusual.

In fact, the girl we saw today did not appear to be a descendant of a demon at all. Even her pulse was the same as a human's. The slight differences were hidden inside her body.

However, as she grows up, even more differences will surely emerge.

Just as he was thinking about something, the bronze mirror in his storage bag suddenly vibrated, indicating that he had received a message.

Was it sent by Miss Bai?
Luo Zijun quickly took out the bronze mirror and looked at its surface.

Unfortunately not.

It was sent by someone named "Fairy of Yaochi": 【I'm taking a shower】

You're taking a shower, what's it to me?
Luo Zijun ignored her and continued to think about her things.

A little while later, the other person sent another message: "I'm really taking a shower."

Luo Zijun finally realized what was happening.

So he replied: 【Can I see it?】

Jade Pool Fairy: [Feet?]

Luo Zijun: [No, I heard you have a younger sister. I want to see her.]

Fairy of Yaochi: [I don't have any]

Luo Zijun: [You have]

The other party did not reply.

Luo Zijun ignored her and put away the bronze mirror.

At that moment, the door opened, and Liu Sisi walked in from outside.

"You need to sleep?"

Liu Sisi, dressed in a pink dress, gracefully approached the bedside.

Luo Zijun lay on the bed and said, "Yes, I'm tired. Is there something you need?"

"fine."

Liu Sisi blew out the oil lamp on the table, walked to the corner, sat down on the futon, and said, "Then I'll start cultivating."

"Miss Liu is really diligent."

Luo Zijun praised him.

Liu Sisi closed her eyes and said, "No one is born willing to be diligent; it's just that life forces us to."

Luo Zijun suddenly became curious about her cultivation path and asked, "How did Miss Liu embark on the path of cultivation?"

Liu Sisi said calmly, "During the famine, my parents ate other people's children and then gave me to that family as food. My master saved me when he passed by and took me back to Jade Maiden Valley. Seeing that I had some talent for cultivation, he taught me how to cultivate."

She paused, opened her eyes, looked at him, and said, "I'm no different from anyone else. I didn't receive any help; I got to where I am today entirely on my own. The reason I came here, and the reason I'm willing to be your plaything, is because I had no other choice but to take a desperate gamble."

Luo Zijun said, "I didn't treat you as a plaything." Liu Sisi didn't argue with him, closed her eyes again, and said, "If I really find an opportunity this time and can break through, I would be willing to be a plaything for all the men in the world."

Luo Zijun paused for a moment, then looked at her and said, "Is it necessary?"

Liu Sisi seemed to let out a self-deprecating laugh, muttering to herself, "Yes, is it necessary?"

Then she opened her eyes again, looked at him and said, “Of course it’s necessary. Young Master Hua, you’ve been pampered since childhood, lacking nothing. You don’t know what hunger is, you don’t know what suffering is, so you simply cannot understand the helplessness and longing of a person at the bottom of society. Any dignity and morality are built on the foundation of being able to eat your fill and stay warm. When you have no food to eat, when you are so hungry that you can eat anything, you will forget that you are human, you will forget everything about being human.”

"But you already have enough to eat and wear."

Luo Zijun said.

Liu Sisi's lips curled into a mocking smile: "Is that so? But hunger and suffering are etched into my bones and blood. I must keep moving forward to feel safe. Young Master Hua, I told you, you would never understand."

"I'm going to cultivate now. Goodnight."

She closed her eyes, her expression remaining as calm as ever, as if she were talking about someone else's affairs.

Luo Zijun glanced at her a few more times, then closed her eyes as well.

Clearly, everyone here has their own story.

He has too.

Outside the window, night was deepening.

A bright moon rises from the sea, hanging in the night sky, coldly overlooking the deep ocean below and the quiet town.

Next room.

Lu Yao got out of the bathtub, put on a snow-white dress, let her long black hair down, and went to the window to look at the night sky outside.

Xu Ziyin thought she had misread it, stood there stunned for a moment, then chased after her, stood to her side, and looked at her chest.

Her dress was stretched high up, towering and firm, like two steep peaks.

And in that instant, her demeanor seemed to change.

Xu Ziyin paused for a few seconds, looked at her face, and couldn't help but ask, "How did your breasts get so big?"

Lu Yao did not answer, as if she had not heard her words. Her gaze remained fixed on the distant darkness, her face as cold as frost.

Xu Ziyin seemed to suddenly remember something, turned her head, and looked behind the screen.

On the chair there was a long white cloth strip, which the girl in front of him had taken off from her chest before taking a bath.

hateful!

Xu Ziyin couldn't help but clench her fists, her gaze returning to her: "I didn't expect you to be so secretive. Was it really necessary to deliberately entangle me?"

The other party still ignored her.

Xu Ziyin's envy and jealousy quickly turned into flattery: "Sister Lu Yao, can you tell me how to make them bigger?"

"quack--"

A crow flew past the window, as if mocking her distress.

Soon, the moon rose high in the sky.

The third watch.

The entire town was completely silent, and all the lights in the inn's rooms were turned off.

Liu Sisi also got into bed, lay down inside, and closed her eyes.

Suddenly, a dark shadow appeared on the window facing the street. A wisp of green mist drifted silently into the room through the crack in the window and into the noses of the two people.

Liu Sisi frowned slightly, then her whole body went limp and she fell into a deep sleep.

"Squeak..."

After a while, the window slowly opened a crack.

Then, a pool of black liquid silently crept in through the crack, landed on the windowsill, and then flowed down the windowsill, silently landing on the floor.

The salty sea breeze blew in through the cracks in the window.

The bed curtains swayed slightly.

But the two people lying on the bed seemed to have fallen into a deep sleep.

The black liquid on the ground slowly gathered together, then transformed into a human figure that stood up from the ground.

He wore black armor, had long blue hair, and wore several shimmering silver scales around his neck.

His pupils were as blue as the ocean.

His gaze fell on the sleeping boy on the bed, and the long bone knife in his hand gleamed with a cold and sinister light in the darkness.

He came to the bedside and looked at the boy on the bed.

His lips moved slightly, as if he were whispering something, and then he slowly raised the sharp bone knife in his hand, aiming it at the boy's chest on the bed.

Just then, a strange noise came from outside the door.

He paused, turned his head, and looked coldly at the closed door.

But there was nothing unusual there.

After a long time, there was still no movement.

He turned around and looked at the boy on the bed again, only to find that the boy had opened his eyes at some point, and his dark eyes were looking at him silently.

Who are you?

The boy on the bed suddenly uttered a strange phrase that the other boy couldn't understand.

"Go to hell!"

He suddenly uttered a sentence in human language, and then stabbed downwards with the bone knife in his hand.

The boy on the bed twisted his body, dodging the sharp knife in his hand, and then a handful of white powder was suddenly sprinkled on his face.

My vision blurred instantly.

The bone knife slammed into the bed with a "thud," the hilt almost disappearing inside.

"Whoosh-"

The man quickly drew his knife, retreated, and without hesitation, his figure flashed as he escaped through the window.

At the same time, several fire blades illuminated the dark room and flew out afterward.

The fire knife was even faster, piercing his back in an instant.

The man groaned, but seemed unharmed. He lightly touched the wall outside the window with his toes and was about to leap out.

"boom!"

However, at that moment, a stick suddenly reached out from the window next to him and struck him on the head with a crisp sound.

The force didn't seem strong, and the stick didn't seem too hard.

But in an instant, he felt everything go black, the world spin, and his body, like a kite with a broken string, lost all strength and fell headfirst, crashing heavily onto the street outside.

As he struggled to get up from the ground, the boy jumped out of the window and punched him in the back of the head.

The punch was heavy, but the man was not immediately knocked down.

However, the boy clearly wasn't going to give him any chance, and the second, third, and fourth punches came crashing down all at once.

"Bang! Bang! Bang! Bang!"

It was like a hammer striking a drum.

The man's vision went black, and he finally fainted.

"That's a really hard head, a really good head."

Luo Zijun closed her fist, feeling a sharp pain in her hand, as if her bones were about to break.

"what?"

He suddenly noticed that the man's head was covered in blood.

But he had been hitting the back of the man's head the whole time, he hadn't hit the top of his head at all.

(End of this chapter)