Slaying God: I, the insane and witty god

Chapter 402: Sword Breaks the Manor and Shocks Shen Zhu

Shen Qingzhu slowly stood up from the ground, brushed off the dust on his body, his eyes full of fear.

The scene before him frightened him. The power of the swordsman's sword was so great.

The entire manor was almost split in half, broken stones and scattered wood chips flew everywhere, and the air was filled with a spicy sword energy.

"Fortunately, it was only the sword energy that affected it, otherwise..." Shen Qingzhu thought with lingering fear, recalling the scene he had just seen.

The sword light was like a dragon, cutting through the night sky. The entire manor seemed to be torn apart by an invisible force, and everything became blurred and chaotic.

He couldn't help but frown, thinking about the situation of the mysterious first seat of believers.

"Sword Saint Zhou's strike was clearly aimed at the first-rank believer."

"But who is the First Seat? Why is he so powerful? And why is he here?"

Shen Qingzhu licked his dry lips, and countless possibilities emerged in his mind.

He couldn't imagine the disastrous consequences if Sword Master Zhou failed to stop that mysterious figure.

While he was thinking, a dusty old radio in a room behind Shen Qingzhu suddenly made an electric sound, which scared him.

The radio had not been used for a long time, and it suddenly worked, which made him feel a little inexplicably uneasy.

Shen Qingzhu turned slowly and his eyes fell on the worn-out radio.

On the radio dial, the needle jumped a few times and then stabilized on a frequency.

A vague voice came from the radio, like an ancient whisper, with an indescribable weirdness.

"This is..." Shen Qingzhu walked forward, reached out to adjust the frequency, and the sound gradually became clearer.

It was a man's voice, low and hoarse, as if telling an ancient story that sent chills down one's spine.

Just then, a burst of contemptuous laughter came from outside the door, interrupting Shen Qingzhu's thoughts.

He suddenly looked up and saw the second-ranked student standing at the door, looking at him with a mocking expression.

"Shen Qingzhu, do you still have time to listen to the radio?"

Shen Qingzhu's eyes flashed, and he said coldly: "Youngster, please be polite when speaking to your elders. Understand?"

The second-ranked man in the tenth seat sneered, crossed his arms, and said arrogantly, "Senior? Are you worthy? In terms of strength, you may not be better than me!"

Shen Qingzhu: "Oh? It seems that you are very confident in yourself. In that case, why don't we..."

He approached the second place of the tenth seat step by step, and his aura gradually rose, like a sharp sword about to be unsheathed.

The second of the ten seats was not to be outdone, with spiritual power surging in his body, ready for battle.

The air was filled with a strong smell of gunpowder, and a war was about to break out.

At this moment, the voice on the radio suddenly rose, and an old voice with a bit of madness said,

Echoing throughout the room: "Hahahaha...Mortals, feel the wrath of the gods!"

Shen Qingzhu's movements suddenly froze, his eyes fixed on the radio, an expression of shock and confusion appearing on his face.

This sound...

this story...

Why is it so familiar?

He felt like something was about to break out of his mind, but he couldn't grasp the key clue.

"what are you doing?"

Qi Xidi appeared at the door, his tone filled with impatience: "What are you two doing here?"

"The manor has been split in half, and you still have the mind to chat?"

Shen Qingzhu's heart skipped a beat, but he pretended to be calm, covered his chest and coughed twice.

He pretended to be weak and said, "Master Qixi, I was just injured by the aftermath of the sword energy. I am now recovering from it."

He secretly glanced at the second place in the tenth seat.

Qi Xidi frowned and waved his hand impatiently: "Okay, okay, stop pretending."

"There may be a lot of weak people sneaking into the manor now. You two are responsible for searching and arresting them. Don't let any of them go!"

His tone was serious and carried an unquestionable command.

Shen Qingzhu's eyes rolled, and he immediately said, "Master Qixi, the first floor and the basement haven't been searched yet. Let's go now!"

He didn't want to act with this sarcastic person, the second of the tenth seat. If he caught any evidence against him, it would be a waste of time.

Qi Xidi nodded, seemingly quite satisfied with his positive attitude. "Well, go ahead. Remember, be careful and don't miss any clues!"

After saying that, he turned and left, leaving Shen Qingzhu and the second person in the tenth seat looking at each other in bewilderment.

Shen Qingzhu rubbed his hands and said with a casual smile: "Then let's get started, Second Master."

He deliberately emphasized the word "second", with a subtle provocation in his tone.

The second of the tenth seat snorted coldly, ignored him, and walked straight into the depths of the corridor.

Shen Qingzhu shrugged and followed.

The two walked one after the other in the dim corridor, and the atmosphere was weird and tense.

"and many more……"

Shen Qingzhu suddenly stopped and his eyes fell on a closed door at the end of the corridor.

"This door..."

He walked forward slowly, reached out and pushed the door gently, but found that it was locked from the inside.

"Is there someone inside?" Shen Qingzhu's heart trembled, and an ominous premonition came to his mind.

He kicked the door open, only to find...

Shen Qingzhu put on a fake smile and approached the second seat with the appearance of a good brother.

"Second Master, this manor is so dangerous right now. If you get into any danger, how can I explain myself if I go back alone?"

"I think it's more reassuring for me to stay with you. I'll have someone to look after me, right?"

He deliberately emphasized the word "take care of" with extra emphasis, sounding very sarcastic.

The second-place student in the tenth seat curled his lips in disdain, "You? Forget it, just don't hold me back."

He quickened his pace, trying to shake off the follower.

Shen Qingzhu was not annoyed. She followed him with a smile, still holding the squeaking old radio in her hand.

"Second Master, please don't be so formal. We are colleagues after all, and it's only natural that we help each other."

The intermittent sound of opera singing came from the radio, which seemed particularly creepy in this strange environment.

"Would you please turn that damn thing off? It's so noisy!"

The second-rank student covered his ears impatiently, feeling like his brain was about to explode.

This Shen Qingzhu is really haunting and annoying.

The corners of Shen Qingzhu's mouth rose slightly, revealing a sly smile.

"Second Master, this is an antique. We finally found a working one. How can we just shut it down?"

"Just listen to it."

He deliberately turned up the volume, and the harsh sound of opera echoed in the empty corridor.

The second of the tenth seat could no longer bear it and turned around to glare at him.

"What on earth do you want to do?"

Shen Qingzhu blinked innocently, "What else could I possibly want to do? Of course, it's to protect your safety, Second Master!"

He looked sincere, as if he really cared about the other person.

The two continued to walk forward, and the atmosphere became increasingly tense.

Shen Qingzhu seemed to be looking around casually, but in fact he was secretly observing the surrounding environment, looking for any suspicious clues.

He always felt that there seemed to be some secret hidden in this manor, and this secret might be related to the mysterious first seat.

"I said, could you please stop following me?"

The second of the ten seats finally exploded. He stopped and pointed at Shen Qingzhu's nose and cursed,

"Are you annoying? You're buzzing like a fly!"

Shen Qingzhu was not angry, but laughed even more happily.

"Second Master, please don't be angry. I'm just worried about you..."

As he spoke, he quietly put the radio on the ground and kicked the knee of the second-in-command of the Tenth Seat.

"Fuck!"

The second of the tenth seat was caught off guard and was kicked, staggering and almost falling to the ground.

He roared angrily and was about to teach Shen Qingzhu a lesson, but suddenly he heard a slight "click".

He looked down and his face turned pale instantly.

"This...what is this..." He pointed at the radio on the ground and said in a trembling voice.

Shen Qingzhu's smile gradually disappeared, replaced by a cold murderous intent.

"Nothing, just a little gadget."

He slowly bent down, picked up the radio on the ground, and gently brushed off the dust.

"you……"

The second of the tenth seat widened his eyes in horror and wanted to say something, but found that he could no longer make any sound.

"Shh..."

Shen Qingzhu put her index finger on her lips and made a gesture of silence.

"Now, it's time to be quiet."