Chapter 614: The Discount Husband Takes Off
Blue Demon's eyes suddenly widened: "She… she didn't disappoint you?"
"Some things may have been deliberately orchestrated by Qianlong's higher-ups, but I don't want you to be in the dark either!" Lin Xiaosu said, "Senior sister, do you remember the 'Trojan Horse Project'?"
"Trojan Horse Project?" Blue Demon's eyes sparkled: "Are you saying she… she deliberately infiltrated the enemy?"
"Yes!"
"This… isn't just your own psychological comfort?"
"It's not psychological comfort but an ironclad fact!" Lin Xiaosu said, "When she first woke up, she resisted and used poison magic to kill at least a hundred people when faced with intruders, until the Enlightenment Realm appeared and she could only stop powerlessly."
"Number 006, died at the hands of the Enlightenment Realm. She didn't just let it happen; she was utterly powerless to stop it?" Blue Demon said.
"Yes!"
"Although it was her own hands that crushed Xinyue's neck, maybe it was also precisely her, with great effort, that saved Xinyue's life?" Blue Demon said.
Lin Xiaosu stared into her eyes and slowly said, "There's at least one judgment that cannot be questioned: if it wasn't her who acted against Xinyue, but the Enlightenment Realm, Xinyue absolutely couldn't have survived. Based on this, backtracking, having her personally kill Xinyue was the most ideal plan."
Blue Demon looked up at the sky and pondered for a long time: "Qianlong announced the conclusion of Chang Ye's rebellion and published half a video just to create this misconception, to prevent the other side from discovering her identity. Is that right?"
"I hope so!" Lin Xiaosu said.
"Regardless of the reason, anyway... I believe it!" Blue Demon said.
"You were supposed to believe it!"
Blue Demon sighed deeply: "It's because Chang Ye rebelled, and I was worried you couldn't withstand such a heavy blow, so I thought of stepping up myself to give you some comfort… now it turns out she didn't betray, so did I lose out?"
Lin Xiaosu glanced at her and remained silent.
Do you want to see how you performed last night? Is this the act of stepping up? The urgency in you, I can't even begin to comment.
Blue Demon said, "There's no turning back now, anyway, what's done is done. For the next three years, I'll punish myself by not fooling around with men anymore..."
"I quite like this kind of punishment!" Lin Xiaosu's lips fell on hers: "Senior sister, let's go back!"
"Go back where?" Blue Demon flirtatiously looked at him: "Are we going back to your old house and change the starting point of my three-year term on your broken bed?"
The three-year term starts this morning.
However, watching her stance, it seems she's ready to make a small amendment to this starting point, perhaps beginning two hours later...
"You go back to headquarters, I'll go home!"
Blue Demon glared at him: "Aren't you letting me see you home?"
"Really, there's no need!" Lin Xiaosu said, "Maybe you haven't noticed, your cheap husband can now fly!"
His figure rose, straight into the sky!
Blue Demon's mouth dropped open...
"Bye-bye!" Lin Xiaosu's figure turned in mid-air, shooting into the sky.
Blue Demon rubbed her eyes furiously, and by the time she finished rubbing them, Lin Xiaosu was long gone.
"Oh my God, he flew! His cultivation road has connected, and he entered the Enlightenment Realm, is this possible..."
The wind blew through, the sea stirred, and no one could answer her questions.
Blue Demon unfolded her Wing Blade underfoot, increasing her speed, and in a moment, she flew over countless mountains and rivers, and the next moment, she appeared in Kongque Valley, in a cave.
The entrance to the cave was extremely small, but the inside space was huge.
Blue Demon's figure was like electricity, rushing into the innermost semi-open-air cave dwelling.
In this cave dwelling, there was one person, the Miao Yin Heavenly King.
The Miao Yin Heavenly King was sitting on a semi-open-air platform, tuning a Guqin on her lap. After more than a month of life-and-death battle, one of her fingers was broken, and her Guqin was riddled with holes, no longer having its former elegance.
She suddenly looked up and saw Blue Demon full of spring breeze.
"Hi, sisters!" Blue Demon called out lightly, relaxed and carefree.
The Miao Yin Heavenly King's bewitching eyes fell on her face: "Did you go see him yesterday?"
"Don't guess around, don't probe with words, don't play these little tricks with me. I, Blue Demon, dare to do and stand by my actions, I'll say it directly!" Blue Demon said, "I... was with him!"
The Miao Yin Heavenly King's eyes widened: "Have I... played little tricks?"
"Don't think I don't know, you're contemplating those trivial thoughts in your heart, no need to ponder and explore anymore. I'll just say it outright, why not?"
The Miao Yin Heavenly King blinked: "Why do I feel you're... simply showing off? The passion can't be contained, so you pulled me to share?"
"Share?" Blue Demon laughed, laughing so hard she leaned back and forth: "If you talk about sharing, I indeed had a special fresh share yesterday. I transformed into your appearance, loved him three times, and I truly felt his unusually high spirits."
The Miao Yin Heavenly King's mouth was half-open: "Oh my God, do you want to listen to what you're saying?"
"I promised you to create opportunities, and I did it, using your identity to get close to him..."
The Miao Yin Heavenly King slapped her forehead: "Transformed into me, using your own body? You shameless creature, how could I meet such a demon as you? It's a sin..."
Her mind was in turmoil.
Before her eyes, it seemed a marvelous scene was unfolding...
He was on her, moving, but the true recipient wasn't her, it was Blue Demon.
Blue Demon, you devil, your name matches you well, you simply fear the world isn't in chaos... no, you can't stand my peace of mind.
Lin Xiaosu flew two thousand kilometers away.
From morning until afternoon.
With a whoosh, he landed on Dangjia Mountain.
Perhaps the great war had just ended, and everyone was still at home, afraid to go out.
Maybe these days, they've seen too many things in the sky.
Anyway, no one paid attention to him.
Lin Xiaosu stood on the pavilion on the hillside, glanced at Fengcheng.
Fengcheng had also suffered.
In the northwest corner, ten buildings turned to ruins.
It wasn't a battlefield, the battlefield was in the sky, a battle in the Enlightenment Realm in the air, the aftermath slightly sweeping across, ten high-rises collapsed with a boom.
This is the fragility of modern society.
This is the scar left on the Fengcheng people by the disaster.
He sighed softly, taking a step into the air, and the next moment, he appeared at the door of the Detective Agency.
No matter how many times he went out, as long as he saw the sign of the Detective Agency, he always had a feeling of coming home.
But today, there was a slightly different flavor to this feeling.
Because from now on, he would be embarking on a long "business trip," incredibly long, spanning time, distance, and... the uncertainty of life and death.
Inside the Detective Agency, three women were present!
Miao Ruolan, Zhou Xi, and Zhou Mei.
Lin Xiaosu's smiling face appeared at the door, and all three women jumped up simultaneously.
Zhou Xi rushed over, seemingly about to dive into his embrace, but stopped a foot away, her chest rising and falling gently: "Brother Lin, I saw your projection in the sky, I heard your bugle call, so handsome, so handsome..."
Lin Xiaosu laughed: "Right? Next time I go on a business trip, I'll bring you back a bugle?"
The atmosphere became lively.
Zhou Mei took a deep breath: "How are things now?"
Her words drew everyone's attention.
Miao Ruolan was pouring water halfway, and even the flow from the kettle slowed.
The enemy retreated, the sky over Fengcheng was clear, yet the calamity's true extent remained unknown to them.
Various legends circulated among the public.
Some said a Heavenly God descended.
Some claimed the Qianlong intervened.
Some said the battle was already over.
Yet others believed that it wasn't, that the whole world was occupied, and we would still face an end...
Zhou Mei was a police officer, and due to her status as an Ancient Martial Cultivator, she gradually became an emotional anchor for the ordinary people of Fengcheng, facing countless inquiries daily, she was utterly uncertain.
And Lin Xiaosu was the most authoritative insider.
Lin Xiaosu smiled and said, "From my expression, you should know the war has ended for now!"
"Ended?" Zhou Mei's eyes lit up: "I heard... I also heard that the cultivators who invaded Daxia this time numbered in the millions."
"Whether it's millions or tens of millions, they've all been wiped out by now!" Lin Xiaosu said.
"Ah!" Zhou Xi rushed forward again, this time successfully snuggling into Lin Xiaosu's embrace, hugging his waist while jumping up and down...
She could assure herself that it was excitement, not intentionally being affectionate.
But Zhou Mei mouthed something, her eyes casting sideways glances, not commenting on her behavior...
Zhou Xi jumped for quite a while, seemingly finally realizing something was off, quickly retreated.
She made room for Miao Ruolan.
Miao Ruolan remained gentle and graceful, handing over a cup of tea with a slight smile.
Lin Xiaosu exchanged a few simple remarks with them, went upstairs, and entered his room.
The sunset outside the window was gradually fading.
The door was gently pushed open.
Miao Ruolan came in: "They've gone out for a walk."
Lin Xiaosu, by the window, waved his hand lightly: "Come over."
Miao Ruolan came to his side, Lin Xiaosu's hand encircled her waist gently; they stood side by side at the window, quietly watching the sunset over Fengcheng.
"What you said, about the war being over, is that true or just to comfort them?" Miao Ruolan asked softly.
"For the next three years, this statement is true. No matter how turbulent the world gets, here in Daxia, life will remain peaceful! You can still watch the sunset and the rippling Yishui." Lin Xiaosu pressed his face against hers.
"For three years?" Miao Ruolan asked softly.
"Yes!" Lin Xiaosu replied: "I have to leave!"
"Where are you going? Abroad?" Miao Ruolan's voice trembled slightly.
"Not abroad, but... beyond the realm!"
"Beyond the realm?" Her body trembled as well.
Lin Xiaosu gently gathered her into his arms, embracing her fully: "Ruolan, your temperament is the most steady, you are also my harbor in this world, so I only tell you the truth. Tomorrow, I will leave this realm, taking advantage of this rare three-year window to attempt to truly end this great calamity."
Miao Ruolan trembled all over, her tears flowing freely.
"Don't cry..." Lin Xiaosu gently wiped her tears, but more kept coming.
"If you miss me, don't cry, promise me... promise me you'll come back!" Miao Ruolan sobbed.
"I promise you, I will come back! Even if the world turns upside down, even if I travel billions of miles, this place will still be my harbor!"
Miao Ruolan slowly looked up: "I shed tears today as far as here! From tomorrow, no more tears, I'll gather all my smiles, waiting for you to return!"
That night, Miao Ruolan did not cry again.
She evaporated all her emotions, indulged all her youth, until completely exhausted.
At midnight, Lin Xiaosu left her lying in bed, left the Detective Agency, his figure swiftly moving past Old Tashan, and in the next moment, appeared in the Lin Family Courtyard.
This time, it was a farewell to his parents.
His mother cried.
His father did not cry, he held Lin Xiaosu tightly: "Ever since your silhouette appeared in the sky, I knew that my son was a great hero of this world! Men should have ambitions beyond, go with peace of mind! Wherever you go, you are my pride!"
This was the longest sentence his father had said to him over the years.
It was also the most impassioned speech this farmer father had ever given.
His mother wiped her tears: "What about little Ye?"
At the staircase entrance, little Ye came out, smiling lightly: "I'm okay, I'll still live here, just like before."
The smile on her face was incredibly clear.
Her voice was sweet and steady.
His parents sighed together in their hearts, such a daughter-in-law was truly a blessing.
The son flying far away, and henceforth losing touch, yet she didn't make a fuss.