Assassin Farmer

Chapter 133: Settle Down (2)

The outermost room in the West of the Pine Garden. 

“Si Tuo sent the message.
Everybody is fine.
Don’t worry!” Xi Chong brushed his slightly-damp robe, which was due to the spring rain.
He injected his internal Qi to dry his clothes.
Then, he entered Si Luo’s room and said to Lin Si Yao who was sitting at the table, leisurely flipping pages of his book. 

“Yeah, I’ll stay home these days.” Lin Si Yao glanced at Si Chong and found the man looked thinner.
He said with a low tone. 

“Then it’s good.
Tomorrow, I’ll return to Guangci House.
I wonder how those rascals have managed the house for half a month.
I just hope there will be no trouble.
Sign, now I just figured out it’s not really good to have many disciples.
Always a headache!” Si Chong rubbed his forehead and sighed. 

“You only know now? I thought you learned your lesson five years ago.” Five years ago, Xi Chong’s oldest disciple had made trouble.
It was a shameful situation at the Hundred Flower Pavilion.
It made Si Chong so mad, he hated that he couldn’t just kill him right then and there. 

“Hmph, if I got a pure girl who’s willing to walk with me for the rest of my life like you, and she even gives me children, why would I have to bring up so many kids like this! They just want to make my hair gray earlier than it should be! Xi Chong glanced at Lin Si Yao through the corner of his eye, nagging. 

They were assassins.
Where came a pure and innocent girl that would want to pursue them? Even if she agreed, her parents would reject.
Although now he had washed his hands and put his sword aside to leave the force of the assassins, he didn’t get used to retracting his murderous aura.
Even when he took a walk on the street, the people around would automatically give way.
He almost doubted that someone had stuck a note on him that read: ‘Assassin, stay away’.

However, what made people more doubtful was that Si Ling, an icy-cold assassin, had a girl chasing after him.
Moreover, she was a noble lady from a Prince’s mansion.
Sigh, there was no point in comparing himself with another, it would only make him more frustrated. 

Lin Si Yao accurately guessed what Si Chong was thinking.
However, he was kind enough to not tell them that Su Shuilian was his life-savior.
Otherwise, he wasn’t sure if those crazy guys would fight themselves to the brink of death and run into Mount Da Shi to see if some fairy-like woman like Shuilian would appear and save them so they could use their bodies to pay her back. 

“Then I’ll get going.
When Si Tuo comes back, notify him.” Si Chong’s voice hadn’t faded and he had already jumped out of the Pine Garden, heading toward Guangci House in Fan Luo City. 

“Notify me what?” Si Luo happened to walk into the room and asked skeptically. 

Lin Si Yao stood in front of the window, watching Si Chong leaving.
He didn’t turn his head around as he answered, “Si Chong’s returned to Guangci House.”

“Does he really need to tell me this? Since when did he also become a naggy mother?” Si Luo was lying on the bed, lifting his head.
Although his wounds had recovered, half of his internal force hadn't been restored yet.
However, after this experience between death and life, he was not worried.
It would be great if he could recover his internal force completely.
However, if he couldn’t, it wasn’t bad to stay here and become a genuine farmer.
No matter what, as Si Ling, the God of Slaughter, was here to protect him, there was nothing else he needed to worry about. 

“Also? Who else?” Lin Si Yao didn’t look further.
He closed the windows, turning around to look at Si Luo. 

“Eh? You don’t know?” Si Luo glanced at Lin Si Yao.
All of a sudden, he beamed faintly, which was really rare.
“Someone has become as soft as a strand of noodles.
Everyone in town knows.”

Hearing that, Lin Si Yao’s ears seemed to get hotter.
Immediately, he used his Qi to reduce his embarrassed expression. 

“Do you have any plans for the future?” He sat by the edge of the table and poured himself a cup of tea.
He turned around and asked Si Luo, who closed his eyes, resting on the bed. 

“I’ll stay here and be a farmer.
What? You don’t welcome me? Don’t worry.
I won’t hold you back.
What you can do, I can do too.” Si Luo answered. 

“Are you sure?” Lin Si Yao arched his brows.
Among the four of them, Si Luo was the most active and out-going.
If Si Chong said that he wanted to settle down in Fan Hua Town, he would buy it.
But Si Luo…

“What not to be sure, at least, right now I don’t have any other plan.” Si Luo lazily stretched his body.
He sat up and leaned against the headboard.
He retreated to the fatigue expression, talking in a solemn voice.
“Si Ling, you’re also an orphan, of course you know it’s not nice at all when you feel lonely.
Now we don’t need to think about the missions every day and prepare to kill someone.
We don’t even need to force ourselves to train days and nights for the sake of revenge.
After we’re free, living alone is much more forlorn than I’ve ever imagined.
So… For now, I don’t want to leave here.”

“Then stay.
This house was originally prepared for the three of you.
It’s not a problem, no matter how long you want to stay.” Lin Si Yao finished his cup of tea, and replied indifferently. 

“Ha… And you denied it when people called you a naggy mother like Si Chong.” Si Luo mumbled.
Then, he put his arms behind his head, closing his eyes, and spoke.
“I heard that next month is the harvest time? Count me in.”

“Rest assured! As long as you’re healthy, you need to go to the field.” Lin Si Yao couldn't look more serious, but a smile flashed in his eyes, revealing his true, happy mood.