Devil’s Advent

　　　　 "People are dead?"

　　 Zheng Fan wants to stretch out his hand and pull his hair fiercely. This is his usual action when creating comic card plots.

　　 The big guy has been busy all day, ambushing, killing, and running a marathon, but the rescued person is still killed?

　　 Funny?

"Let me see."

　　 The blind man took a step forward and got into the carriage.

　　 Zheng Fan followed along, and the others could only stand by the carriage and watch.

　　 Inside the carriage, Blind Man North put his hand on Ding Hao's wrist, closed his eyes, and looked serious.

　　 "How is the pulse?" Zheng Fan asked.

　　 Blind Zi Bei sighed, his expression even more solemn.

　　 "What's the matter?"

　　 "Lord."

"Ok?"

　　 "I am a psychologist."

　　 "..." Zheng Fan.

　　 Blind Zibei shook his head, and said, "I guess it's out of play, my pulse and breathing are gone."

　　 "This person, just died like this?"

"Yes it is."

　　 Zheng Fan was a little bit dumbfounded, and let out a long breath, saying:

　　 "All right, then bury this guy."

　　 "If you bury it, it will be wasted. Don't the flower gardens in the backyard keep planting flowers? Cut them up and ferment them to make fertilizer. The same treatment applies to the guys who died in the yard before."

　　 Zheng Fan was taken aback for a moment.

　　 He really often feels incompatible with this group of people because he is not abnormal enough.

　　 But since it was Blind’s suggestion, Zheng Fan could only control the discomfort in his heart and nodded:

　　 "Okay, just do it."

　　 The voice just fell,

　　 Ding Hao's eyes opened.

　　 "This... this guy is awake and not dead!"

　　 Zheng Fan pointed Ding Hao's face in shock.

　　 Blind Zibei didn’t seem to be surprised at all, instead he had a clear mind and had time to flatter:

　　 "It is worthy of being the teacher of the Lord, after being contaminated with the luck of the Lord, naturally auspicious people have their own heavens."

　　 Zheng Fan instinctively felt that something was wrong, but the blind man Bei immediately continued:

　　 "Lord, after all, it is to worship others as a teacher. Some necessary etiquette and treatment still need to be negotiated. Please give me this matter. Subordinates promise that tomorrow, the lord can start real cultivation."

　　In this world, really practice!

　　 Zheng Fan nodded, knowing in his heart that the cargo was pretending to be dead, but he believed in the ability of the blind man, so he got out of the car very obediently.

　　 But he still ordered:

　　 "Talk well and try not to be rough."

　　 The blind man nodded and agreed.

　　 When only Blind Zibei and Ding Hao were left in the carriage,

　　 The blind man looked at Ding Hao with Beikong’s eyes,

　　 slowly said:

　　 "Your turtle's breathing skills are good,

　　OK, let’s have a good chat. "

　　…………

The house of the ancients pays attention to several entrances and exits, but it is different from the quadrangle courtyards of later generations. In addition, the "new inn" is now composed of two houses one after the other, so even if many servants and girls have already lived, But the unused area is still very large.

　　 The blind man found an empty room and asked Fan Li to put Ding Hao on a chair. He moved a chair himself and sat opposite Ding Hao.

　　 Siniang also came, she naturally knew that this kind of negotiation method might not be so civilized, so she was prepared to watch it by the side, and she might have the opportunity to make a move on her own.

　　 Siniang, who has opened countless brothels and clubs, is best at torture.

　　 She once created a set of punishments, which is to manipulate an embroidery thread, wander and squirm in your body, and then slowly start to force your brain in your clear perception.

　　 No matter which brain it is up and down, it is terrifying.

　　 "Blind, if you need me to take action, just say it."

Siniang continued to knit the things in his hands. This was a scarf. Originally, I wanted to knit a hat, but I thought that the Lord would go to work at the Yamen in a few days, and there should be military uniforms and armors. So Change it to a scarf.

　　 Blind Zi Bei shook his head, pointed at Ding Hao in front of him, and said:

　　 "This is the teacher of the Lord, we must respect him."

　　 "Oh, are you still going to convince people with reason?"

　　 "Isn't it? I don't know what's going on. Since I was blind, I have become more and more interested in reasoning with others, and my anger has become less prosperous."

　　 Ding Hao just leaned back on the chair, keeping his balance with his arms behind him, and said nothing. I just watched you pretendingly.

　　 Finally, Blind North started talking about business.

"First introduce myself. As you can see, I am a blind man and a useless person. Fortunately, the master does not give up and rewards me with a bite of food. You can call me blind. If you want to be polite, you can call me Mr. North. .

　　 Alas, you and I are both useless people. Your hands and feet have been cut off. I am blind. I think we are all fallen from the world. We should have that feeling of sympathy, right? "

　　 "Waste?"

　　 Ding Hao stared at Blindzi Bei carefully, as if he wanted to confirm if the other party was joking.

To know,

　　 Not long ago,

　　 It was the blind man in front of him who called himself a "waste man". In front of him, he used an erhu string to chop off the head of the assassin who killed Wang Li.

　　 "We are a very friendly organization. We have been committed to world peace and development, and we are a moderate organization.

　　 The purpose of our organization is love and peace, no war, no killing, no harm. "

　　 Blind North is talking nonsense seriously,

　　 Then he held his hands together and arched his hands upwards,

　　 "Our master, he has always wanted to be a warrior. He has always had a dream of being a knight.

　　 Therefore, I invite you to come, because I want to come to our master, be a teacher, and teach him how to practice martial arts. "

　　 Ding Hao automatically blocked the previous paragraph in his mind, but the latter paragraph made Ding Hao's eyes narrowed, and he immediately smiled:

　　 "You guys, want me, a cripple, to teach the person behind you to practice martial arts?"

"Yes."

　　 Blind Son North nodded seriously.

　　 Immediately, Ding Hao's face showed a strong disappointment, he pursed his lips and murmured:

　　 "Hehe, I thought before that you were sent by the court."

　　 "Right now, we are not yet."

　　 Blind Son North answered like this.

　　 "Oh?" Ding Hao continued to ask with some confusion: "You are from the court?"

　　 "Well, you can understand it this way, because our master will go to Hutou City to take office in two days. He is a school lieutenant."

　　School lieutenant, this official position is a general title, because of the chaos of the official system of the Yan Kingdom, basically, those who are separated from the centurion level of the small soldiers can be called lieutenants.

　　 Of course, here, the blind man north actually means that we can be called the imperial court in the future.

　　 "Since I am a member of the court, why dare to do such a thing?"

　　 "I think these are trivial questions. If the court finds out, of course the court can ask, but you shouldn't ask this question."

　　 "Why?"

　　 "Because if we don't take action, you are already dead, and it is impossible to sit in front of me and ask this question."

　　 "So too."

"Let’s talk about remuneration. As long as you can teach our master martial arts, during your time as a teacher, we will ensure your safety, as well as good food and special staff. In addition, salary compensation will also... …"

　　 Ding Hao suddenly interrupted the blind son Bei, saying:

　　 "I said, I agreed to be your...that master's teacher?"

　　 Si Niang put down the knitted fabric in his hand and took the initiative to walk two steps forward.

　　 Blind Zibei raised his hand and blocked Siniang.

　　 "What, are you planning to be sentenced?"

　　 There was a disdainful smile on Ding Hao's face.

　　 He has been an officer, killed his boss and his family, and worked as a horse bandit. After being captured by the Zhenbei Army, he also suffered torture. It can be said that he has not seen any storms?

　　 Of course, he used tortoise-breathing power to pretend to be dead, thinking about whether he could escape by fishing in troubled waters.

　　 But right now, it is not that he is very persistent in refusing to teach, but this matter is just like doing business. You set the price, I bargain, everyone can chat.

　　 Even if my life is now pinched by others, UU reading www. uukanshu.com But Ding Hao didn't care at all, because he was already in a bad life, and he really had nothing to bear.

　　 "Yo yo yo, but the slave family sees too much of the kind of guy who is the hero before the execution and the bear after the execution. You let..."

　　 "Si Niang, I said, this is the teacher of the Lord."

　　 There was a hint of anger on Si Niang's face, but she still took a step back.

　　 "Since we are the master's teacher, we must respect him. After all, the master needs to learn the way of martial artist from him in the future."

"But he……"

　　 Blind Zibei’s voice raised a bit, and continued to scold:

　　 "Besides, the Lord has also taught us to persuade others with virtue and to have a good talk with him."

　　 Siniang glanced at Blind Son Bei, and simply retreated to the position where he stood before, picked up the needlework and started working again.

　　 The blind man turned his head back and continued to face Ding Hao with his hollow eyes.

　　 smiled gently,

　　道:

　　 "Next, let's talk about it."

　　 "It's okay to talk, but you must meet my three requirements..."

　　 Blind Son Bei suddenly turned sideways.

　　 ignored Ding Hao’s words,

　　 shouted to Siniang standing behind:

　　 "By the way, Siniang, the wife of Wang Li, the captain of the city visitor from the previous day, gave me a penny less for fortune-telling. Go and kill his whole family now."

　　 "..." Ding Hao.

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　　 This is the third chapter of today, um, because there can’t be too much outbreak in the new book period, but the dragon still strives to keep breaking everyone down, and take the story of the previous chapter.

　　 After it hits the shelves on December 1st, he will work hard to explode. This book, the dragon will no longer be salted fish.

　　 Don't panic,

　　 Hold the dragon tightly!