Chapter 6: The Scorpion Returns

  "Ah, hai!" The commander responded and turned to instruct several soldiers to start building a pyre. They then placed the bodies of Ishii and others on top of the pyre. An officer handed a lit torch to Aoi Ichimizu.

  Qingteng took the torch and looked at the bodies on the pyre, feeling a pang of regret. He then turned to his subordinates and said loudly: "Warriors, did you see? Because of drunkenness, because of women, these warriors who died in a foreign land cannot get the honor they deserve. They should have rested as heroes, but now they have nothing. Do you understand?"

  Seiichi Aoki, who had received special training at the Command Academy, would not give up any opportunity to motivate his soldiers, and this time was no exception. Although it was somewhat cruel to the deceased Ishii, in Seiichi's view, the morale of the soldiers was more important than anything else.

  "Hai!" All the Japanese soldiers responded with a cold sweat. They knew that Qingteng Yimù's words were credible and feasible, if they violated his rules, even if they returned home alive, they would face the world and their descendants as traitors.

  Qingteng let out a cold hum and with a slight exertion of force, the torch in his hand flew towards the pile of firewood, and a large fire erupted.

  "Let the police department go and investigate who is the murderer, handling cases is still a matter for the police department to do! In addition, increase the plainclothes team, monitor all the dynamics of Yang City for me." Qingteng Yim said to his subordinates.

  Shan Yixuan swept the courtyard inside and out, soon drenched in sweat. He couldn't help but smile wryly: It seems I've really gotten used to comfort, sweeping the yard makes me sweat, if the captain sees this, I'll probably get scolded again.

  "Yi Xuan..." Yang Ziluo stood outside the door, staring blankly at Shan Yixuan. The originally dirty and messy room was actually cleaned up by the man in front of her to such a spotless state... And it was done in such a short amount of time... Looking at Shan Yixuan's lean physique, Yang Ziluo couldn't help but smile foolishly like an infatuated person...

  Shan Yixuan turned around and saw Yang Zilai standing foolishly at the door, awkwardly throwing down the broom in his hand and walking out.

  "Ah, Miss Yang, is there something I can help you with? I...this place is quite dusty, it's really not convenient to invite you in. If there's anything, just say it." Xuan had originally wanted to invite Yang Zilai in to sit for a bit, but after glancing at the swirling dust in the courtyard, he thought better of it.

  Yang Ziluo pouted and said, "I'm not that delicate, I just came to help you! Look at you, clumsy and careless, making so much dust in the yard. Can't you even sprinkle some water?" As she spoke, she pushed aside Shan Yixuan who was blocking her way and walked into the yard.

  Shan Yixuan scratched his head and thought to himself, "We've just met for a few minutes, and he's already lecturing me? Is this going to be the norm from now on?"

  Yang Ziluo picked up the water bucket and poured the water into the basin, then lifted the basin and started sprinkling water into the courtyard. The dusty courtyard suddenly became much fresher. Shan Yixuan couldn't help but be enchanted by Yang Ziluo's gentle and lovely appearance, thinking to himself that who said the young ladies of this era can't do anything, isn't this one completely without any airs of a young lady?

  "Do you plan on standing there forever?" Yang Zilu stopped splashing water and looked at Shan Yixuan, who was staring blankly at himself, his pale face flushing with a faint red glow, making him look even more captivating.

  Shan Yixuan smiled foolishly and said, "No way." He then picked up the broom and continued the work he hadn't finished earlier. The two of them were busy for an entire afternoon, and a clean courtyard appeared before their eyes. Shan Yixuan looked at this "glorious" result and said, "Thanks to Miss's help, otherwise I wouldn't have had a place to sleep tonight."

  "Can't you stop calling me Little Miss? I don't look like a little miss at all?" Yang Zilu said with a hint of grievance, giving Yan Yixuan a white eye.

  Shan Yixuan chuckled and said softly, "Then what should I call you? Unmarried wife?"

  "Bang!" Yang Zilu's fist landed on Shan Yixuan's chest, and he coldly snorted: "That was my dad talking nonsense, don't take it seriously!" Thinking of his father's words, Yang Zilu couldn't help but worry about the man in front of him.

  "Ouch!" Singleton pretended to be in pain, looking pitifully at Yang Zilu in front of him. Yang Zilu snorted and pouted, saying: "Hmph, the devils hit you so many times and you didn't make a peep, is it that painful when I hit you? Faker!"

  "Good grief!" Duan Yixuan was stunned, thinking that this was too much, not even knowing how to comfort himself, and yet he had been labeled as a swindler, what a tragedy!

  "Are you really going to go kill a hundred devils? Yang Zilu paused, then said: "The devils are sinister and cunning, they're not easy to kill, don't go, okay? You stay here first, I'll go talk to Father about it, he'll agree!"

  Shan Yixuan smiled wryly and said, "A man's words must be counted, I don't want to be looked down upon by your father. Besides, killing one earns one, I've earned a lot today. If I can kill a hundred, there's still a beautiful wife. Why not do this kind of business that only earns and doesn't lose?"

  Yang Ziluo listened to Shan Yixuan mention his wife and blushed, lowering his head and whispering: "I still think it's too dangerous."

  Shan Yixuan smiled and looked at the shy Zhiruo in front of him, saying: "Believe me, even a little ghost can't be dealt with, how can I protect you?"

  Yang Ziluo wanted to say something else, but was covered by Shan Yixuan's hand and said: "I have decided on this matter, no one can change my mind, rest assured, the little devil poses no threat to me, just wait for me to marry you!"

  Zhiluo stared blankly at the handsome and elegant Shan Yixuan, who nodded. After chatting for a while, Shan Yixuan sent Zhi Luo back to the Yang family's mansion and then returned to his own residence.

  Shan Yixuan lay on the bed, thinking that since he had come to this point, he might as well accept his fate. After all, hadn't his past self also started from scratch? But how could this time be compared to three years ago? A 21st-century person appearing in the War of Resistance era would be laughed to death.

  Shan Yixuan took off his inner shirt and looked at the red scorpion mark on his arm, a mark carved with blood that could never be erased. It was an unforgettable memory. Three years ago, each member of the Snow Leopard Special Forces had a symbol on their arm, which was the code name for each person in this mysterious unit. They were the mascots on the battlefield. Shan Yixuan muttered to himself: "Since I can't serve my country in the 21st century, let me do something insignificant here! Scorpion, back in action!"

  In the early morning, Yang Zilu had already delivered the prepared meals and was holding several sets of clean clothes. Shan Yixuan took the clothes with a hint of embarrassment, thinking to himself that Zilu was indeed considerate, wearing casual clothes here would definitely lead to a 100% chance of being recognized, in this chaotic place, having a high recognition rate meant looking for death!

  "What's on your arm?" Yang Ziluo put down the dishes and turned to see a red scorpion on Shan Yixuan's arm. Shan Yixuan changed his clothes, glanced at his arm, and said nonchalantly: "Oh, it's just a scorpion!"

  "Scorpion?" Zi Luo didn't understand why he had to carve a scorpion on his hand and looked somewhat surprised.

  Shan Yixuan opened the rice box, took a bun and said: "It's nothing, it's just a symbol! Take me to Yangcheng for a stroll today, I'll get familiar with the terrain!" Shan Yixuan said while eating.