Slaying God: I, the insane and witty god

Chapter 290: The truth hidden in the parting emotions

"Yang De, what brings you here so early in the morning?"

The old man puffed on his pipe and looked at Li Yangde with a loving gaze.

Li Yangde chuckled, revealing his big white teeth. "Dad, good news! Huge good news!"

He winked and looked mysterious, which made the old man even more curious.

"What good news? You're being so mysterious."

The old man asked with a smile, and Tingtingting also opened her eyes wide with curiosity and looked at her father expectantly.

"Dad, I got a promotion!" Li Yangde's tone was full of excitement.

"I'm going to the military camp to be a squad leader!"

"It's great to be a squad leader! Defend our country and bring honor to our family!"

When the old man heard this, his eyebrows lit up immediately and he took a deep puff of his pipe.

"I told you my son is a good soldier! Where is he serving as a squad leader?"

"Urumuchi." Li Yangde replied.

The old man was stunned for a moment, and his hand holding the cigarette trembled slightly.

"Uru... Muqi? Isn't that place... on the border? The environment is harsh, and strange beasts often appear..."

The smile on his face gradually disappeared, replaced by deep worry.

"Dad, don't worry! I'm determined to become a general! This little hardship is nothing!"

Li Yangde patted his chest and said confidently.

The old man still felt something was amiss. "But... haven't you always been guarding the forest? Why were you suddenly transferred to the military camp?"

Li Yangde's eyes flickered.

"This... is a special case, a special case! The higher-ups see my outstanding abilities and are promoting me as an exception!"

He laughed it off, trying to cover it up.

"Outstanding abilities? Don't I know what you've been like since you were little? You can even trip yourself while trying to catch a rabbit..."

The old man looked at him suspiciously, feeling that things were not that simple.

"Dad, what are you talking about? I'm just... after three days of absence, one should look at others with new eyes!"

Li Yangde scratched his head, his eyes wandering.

"Then... when are you leaving?" the old man asked.

"Just these two days,"

Li Yangde waved his hand casually, "Our unit has regulations, confidentiality is required, and we are not allowed to send it..."

"Not allowed to send it? What a broken rule!"

The old man frowned and raised his voice eight octaves, obviously not believing Li Yangde's nonsense.

"Are you kidding me again? You think I'm a three-year-old kid!"

Li Yangde quickly waved his hands and said with a playful smile: "Dad, what are you talking about? How dare I fool you?"

"Really? That's the military rule. We have to keep it secret! Besides, the border is so far away. It must be hard for you to send me there!"

"Keep it a secret! I think you just want to run away!" The old man said he didn't believe it, but his tone had softened.

After all, what my son said made some sense. The border was indeed too far away.

Tingtingting tugged at the corner of Li Yangde's clothes and asked softly, "Dad, then...can I still visit you in the future?"

Li Yangde squatted down, touched Tingtingting's head, and said gently: "Of course, when Tingting grows up, she can go to the border to see Daddy!"

"However, the border is very far away and the journey is difficult. When Tingting grows up, she can make her own decision."

Tingtingting tilted her head and asked curiously, "Then...what are the standards for growing up?"

Li Yangde laughed heartily and said mysteriously, "Growing up means being able to take care of yourself, protect your family, and become a great person!"

"Once you become like this, you can go anywhere you want!"

He looked at his watch, his face changed, and he stood up hurriedly: "Oh, it's getting late, I still have things to do, I have to take you to the station first."

"That's...okay."

The old man hesitated for a moment, knowing that he couldn't persuade his son, so he nodded helplessly.

Li Yangde waved his hand, signaling Baili Pang'er, who was not far away, to come over.

Baili Panger understood and walked to the old man and Tingtingting.

He said with a smile: "Old man, little sister Tingting, let's go, I'll take you to the station."

The old man looked at Li Yangde's busy figure and felt mixed emotions.

I always feel like something is wrong, but I can't put my finger on it.

He sighed, took Tingtingting's hand, and left with Baili Panger.

Watching his family leave, Li Yangde showed a strange smile.

He turned around and saw Chen Haner appeared behind him.

In his hand, he held a large, gleaming knife, pointing it directly at his throat. "You are not Li Yangde!"

Chen Haner's tone was cold.

Li Yangde's figure flashed, revealing Lin Qiye and Wu Hen standing behind him.

Wu Hen touched his chin and whistled: "Tsk tsk, sister, you have a good eye. You can tell at a glance that this product is a fake."

Chen Haner saw Lin Qiye and Wu Hen, and her pupils shrank suddenly. The blade approached.

"Where is Uncle Li? What did you do to him?!"

Lin Qiye calmly took out the Night Watch emblem.

"Li Yangde, a member of the Night Watch's Third Squad stationed in Anta County, tragically died in the line of duty three days ago."

"Impossible! Uncle Li promised me that he would see me get a promotion and a raise, become a CEO, marry a beautiful and wealthy woman, and reach the pinnacle of my life!"

Chen Haner roared, tears welling up in her eyes.

Wu Hen spread his hands and said, "Sister, life is unpredictable and things are hard to predict."

"Nine out of ten grand promises in this world will come to nothing, and the remaining one will be half dead."

He paused, his tone becoming serious, "Before Li Yangde died, he asked us to give this to you."

Wu Hen took out a wrinkled little box from his pocket and handed it over.

Chen Haner took the box with trembling hands, her eyes blurred with tears.

Lin Qiye patted her shoulder.

"Li Yangde's last words were that he hoped you would continue to stay in Anta County, protect this land, and protect the people here."

After saying that, Lin Qiye and Wu Hen turned and left.

Chen Han'er stood there for a long time before slowly opening the box.

A pack of crumpled cigarettes lay quietly inside, which was Li Yangde's favorite brand.

Chen Haner took out a cigarette with trembling hands, put it in her mouth, but did not light it.

She stumbled out of the house, her eyes empty, muttering to herself: "Protecting this land..."

Lin Qiye and Wu Hen returned to Fengdu and ran into the Emperor of Fengdu.

The Emperor of Fengdu looked at them deeply and said, "This time, I owe you a favor."

Wu Hen raised his eyebrows. "Oh, the Emperor of Fengdu actually owes favors? Strange. Tell me, what are you going to pay back?"

Lin Qiye ignored Wu Hen's jokes and walked straight to his room.

Chen Han'er returned to her room and her eyes fell on a piece of paper on the table - it was the transfer application she had written.

She picked up the application, walked outside, and took out her lighter...

Chen Haner looked at the piece of paper in her hand with the words "Transfer Application" written on it, and a bitter smile appeared on the corner of her mouth.

She lowered her head and used a lighter to light the paper that carried her dreams and ambitions.

The flames devoured the paper, and seemed to take away the obsession in her heart.

She threw the burning paper on the ground, then picked up the crumpled cigarette and slowly lit it.

The smoke was so thick that it made her cough violently and almost cry.

"Bah! What kind of stuff is that Old Li smoking? His taste is really bad!"

She said it self-deprecatingly, with a barely perceptible sadness in her tone.

She took a deep breath, and the smoke rolled in her lungs, just like her complicated mood at the moment.

Finally, he slowly exhaled, as if spitting out all his resentment.

At the same time, above the sky of Fengdu, Emperor Feng had a panoramic view of everything.

He put his hands behind his back, his eyes deep, as if thinking about something.

The Taoist priest appeared behind him at some point and asked respectfully, "Emperor, how is the person you have chosen?"

Emperor Feng withdrew his gaze, and raised the corners of his mouth slightly, revealing a meaningful smile.

"Not bad, quite interesting. This time, I owe them a favor."

After saying this, he disappeared into the sky in a flash, leaving the Taoist priest with a bewildered look on his face.

"Favor?"

The Taoist scratched his head and said to himself, "This is quite strange. The Emperor actually owes favors to others."

At this time, Baili Pang'er hurried back with worry written all over his face.

He hurried to Lin Qiye and Wu Hen's room and said anxiously, "Seventh Master, Wu Ge, will you anger the Emperor by doing this?"

"He rarely owes favors to anyone, let alone for a... a night watchman?"

Wu Hen leaned back in his chair, picking at his nails slowly, and said without raising his head, "Little Fatty, what you said is not right. What do you mean by for a night watchman?"

"We are acting in a chivalrous and righteous manner, upholding justice for the people. Even the great emperor should give us a thumbs up."

Lin Qiye just smiled faintly and said nothing. He walked to the window and looked into the distance. His eyes gradually became deep, as if he was thinking about something...