A thousand enlightenments in one night, starting from being a menial apprentice.

Chapter 259 Yang Zhen’s Thoughts

Yang Zhen naturally didn't believe that his childhood friend, the one who was even poorer and weaker than himself, could actually sign up for the selection of registered disciples of the sect next year.

You have to know that the registration fee is 60,000 silver coins. As a constable, he can never earn 60,000 silver coins in his entire life.

He initially thought it was a mistake.

However, he saw the Yuanshun Escort Agency, and then he saw the names of Duan Rong's deceased parents and the address of his family's dilapidated house.

"It's Duan Rong!"

It’s his childhood friend!
Yang Zhen fixed his gaze on the information that described Duan Rong's martial arts realm - the third level of the Inner Breath Realm!
Yang Zhen felt a chill all over his body as he read these words.

"Inner Breath Realm, third level?"

He raised his face in shock and muttered to himself, "Duan Rong, is this still you?"

Sun Huang was usually a steady and kind person. His sudden death made many people in the escort agency feel sad for him. In addition, they felt pity for Liu Eying's loneliness, so many people took the initiative to go to Liu Eying's house and help set up the mourning hall.

Duan Rong naturally went as well. In the escort team, Sun Huang took good care of him.

The brothers in the escort agency built the mourning hall and paid their respects before dispersing.

Duan Rong looked at Liu Eying's lonely and sad appearance. He wanted to go forward and comfort her several times, but finally he kept silent.

Because he knew that his few meaningless words of comfort were completely useless.

In this sandstorm in Liu Eying's life, only she can get through it, and no one can help her.

In the evening, Duan Rong walked out of Sun Huang's house with a heavy heart. Tonight was New Year's Eve, and the streets were deserted and cold.

Duan Rong paced to the door of the escort agency. Just as he stepped onto the steps, he saw a man walking towards him with a lantern. It seemed that he just saw him walking up the steps and called out his name.

Duan Rong was delighted when he heard the voice. It was Yang Zhen who came to see him.

"When did you come back?" Duan Rong knew that Yang Zhen had followed Jie Daohan to the provincial capital. After the bloodbath case was uncovered, he went to Yang Zhen's house to look for him early the next morning, but found him empty-handed.

"I just got back today." Yang Zhen smiled, the lantern in his hand illuminating his face. "Isn't this New Year's Eve? Come on, I'll treat you to a drink!"

Duan Rong smiled, fixed his eyes on Yang Zhen, and said, "Why do I feel that you are either a traitor or a thief? Don't you have to go to your second uncle's place on New Year's Eve?"

Yang Zhen chuckled and said, "I told my second uncle that there is a business trip in the government office. You are either a traitor or a thief. I am both a traitor and a thief. Just tell me whether you will go or not."

"You've made such a big scene. You're a traitor and a thief. How can I be so shameless?"

Duan Rong smiled and walked towards Yang Zhen, and the two of them walked towards Yang Zhen's courtyard together.

"Do you want to buy any other food or drinks?" Duan Rong asked as they walked.

"It's New Year's Eve this year. It's already this late. Are there any shops open on the street? Let's go. I've prepared the food and drinks."

"It seems that you are well prepared." Duan Rong said with a smile.

The two of them walked straight to Yang Zhen's courtyard. When they were about to turn into his alley, Yang Zhen suddenly asked, "Duan Rong, what level have you reached in martial arts now?"

Duan Rong was slightly stunned, not knowing why Yang Zhen suddenly asked this question. He just said in a calm tone: "I have achieved the first level for several months, and there is still some distance to achieve the second level."

He didn't know that Yang Zhen had already seen his registration information for becoming a registered disciple of the sect.

In Duan Rong's opinion, these documents should have been handled by Qin Shu. Yang Zhen was a constable, so he should not have had access to them.

Duan Rong's answer to Yang Zhen was about the training progress of a normal escort. Taking escort Zhao Mu as an example, he hasn't even achieved the second level of internal energy yet?
Like him, in less than a year, he broke through several levels and it seemed that only the window paper of perfection was left in the inner breath realm. This is a monster!
It is better for evil spirits not to scare people when they come out, especially on New Year’s Eve, or to scare their friends.

Duan Rong knew that Yang Zhen had not yet achieved the second level of Inner Breath Realm. After all, he had only entered the government office and started practicing martial arts this year.

All in all, he had been practicing for less than a year, and he had achieved the first level in just a few months, which was considered quite talented.

After hearing Duan Rong's words, Yang Zhen remained silent, walked to the gate of his own house, opened the door, pushed it open, and walked into the yard.

Duan Rong followed Yang Zhen inside and closed the courtyard door.

The two were walking across the yard one after the other when Yang Zhen suddenly turned around, looked at Duan Rong and said, "Duan Rong, shall we play a duel?" "Play a duel?" Duan Rong had no idea what Yang Zhen had suddenly thought of. Yang Zhen was holding a lantern in his hand, and the dim light shone on his face, and he could see that his expression was a little gloomy.

"When we were young, I was strong and you were weak, and I always protected you in fights. But now we are both warriors, and we don't know who is stronger or weaker after just a few moves."

After Yang Zhen finished speaking, he suddenly threw the lantern away, drew out his knife with a swish, and stabbed at Duan Rong.

Duan Rong's heart moved. He didn't expect that Yang Zhen would take action as soon as he said so.

Seeing the knife approaching, Duan Rong was ready to draw his sword to fight back. He was ready to suppress his skills to the level below the second level and fight with Yang Zhen to deal with it.

But at the moment when Duan Rong drew his sword, Yang Zhen, who was already close to him, suddenly shook his sleeves, and a crossbow arrow shot out like a poisonous snake.

A cold light flashed, and it went straight to Duan Rong's heart!
Duan Rong's scalp suddenly tingled. The arrow came at such a close distance, suddenly, and was aimed at his heart.

Duan Rong's knife flashed and knocked the crossbow arrow away. At this time, the tip of the knife in Yang Zhen's hand was already close to Duan Rong's throat.

Duan Rong infused his internal energy, and with a flick of his blade, he knocked Yang Zhen's weapon away, then looked at Yang Zhen coldly.

If he had used his spiritual sense to scan Yang Zhen, he would have discovered the crossbow in his sleeve early on, but he did not want to treat Yang Zhen like that, because he did not want to spy on his friend in this way.

But Yang Zhen, that arrow and that knife just now were full of murderous intent!

Yang Zhen's weapon was blown away, but he sneered and looked at Duan Rong, mocking him: "You are indeed a great master in the minor success realm! Your first move is so extraordinary!"

After Yang Zhen finished speaking, he picked up the sword that was blown away by Duan Rong and hit the ground not far away with a gloomy face, sheathed it, and walked into the main room.

When Duan Rong heard Yang Zhen talking about the minor success realm, his eyebrows jumped and thoughts raced in his mind. The martial arts realm he wrote on the information he registered for the sect's registered disciple selection next year was the minor success realm.

Duan Rong also sheathed his sword and walked into the main room.

As soon as Duan Rong entered the room, Yang Zhen threw a scroll of documents at him and said coldly, "If I don't test it out, are you never going to tell me your martial arts level? And you're not going to tell me about your registration for the sect's registered disciple selection?"

Duan Rong was stunned, picked up the document on the ground and flipped through it. It was the registration list for the sect's registered disciples and the detailed information of the applicants.

Duan Rong smiled and said, "Well, I was just about to tell you. Didn't I just never see the chance?"

Yang Zhen looked at Duan Rong's smile, and his heart trembled. He knew that Duan Rong didn't tell him because he was taking care of his face and the remaining pride in his heart. But he treated Duan Rong like this today, and Duan Rong didn't turn against him. It can be seen that Duan Rong is not only better than him in martial arts, but also better in heart.

Yang Zhen suddenly realized that he really didn't recognize his childhood friend anymore.

"Let's have a drink!" Yang Zhen said indifferently, then sat down in front of the table.

The table was already filled with various cooked foods and two large jars of rice wine.

Duan Rong put the documents in his hand aside and sat down, and the two of them began to eat and drink.

The two chatted while eating and drinking, but the original intimacy and passion between them was gone, and the atmosphere became a little awkward and weird.

The two of them didn't eat much of the food, but they drank two large jars of rice wine. Yang Zhen was already drunk and fell on the table.

Duan Rong could hold his liquor better, but he was a little tipsy. Duan Rong stood up and shook Yang Zhen, but Yang Zhen was still drunk and unconscious. Duan Rong had no choice but to help Yang Zhen to the bed, covered him with a quilt, and then he left.

Duan Rong walked out of the main hall, feeling a little confused. He could feel that the relationship between him and Yang Zhen could never go back to the way it was in the past.

Because there is already a barrier in their hearts.

Duan Rong sighed and walked slowly through the moonlit courtyard. Just as he reached the gate, he suddenly saw the crossbow arrow that he had knocked away on the ground.

Duan Rong's heart moved, and he bent down to pick it up. In the moonlight, Duan Rong found that the arrowhead was a little strange.

He reached out and touched it, only to find that the arrowhead was actually carved out of hardwood and just painted with a layer of silver. In order to increase the weight, a hole was opened in the arrow shaft behind the arrowhead, and it was hollowed out and filled with lead.

Duan Rong looked at the crossbow in his hand and was shocked.

Yang Zhen wanted to test him, but was afraid of really hurting him!
Duan Rong stood at the gate of the courtyard and turned to look at the window of the east wing.

On the bed in the east wing, Yang Zhen had already opened his eyes in the darkness. He was breathing heavily and muttering, "Duan Rong, you have actually come to this point! I'm jealous of you, but I'm also happy for you! You're really fucking awesome!"

(End of this chapter)