Devil’s Advent

　　 Blind Zibei has arranged tasks for almost everyone, which fits his image very well. Throughout the ages, in many literary and artistic works, most of the fortune-telling and military teachers appeared in the image of blind people.

　　 It’s just that the professional competition of military division is relatively high and there are few positions, so most of the blind people of Fortune-telling.

　　 These are actually not shown in Aqiu's cartoons. In Aqiu's cartoons, this is a demon who sets up a private court and claims to be the transformation of justice.

　　 It’s just that, after all, people are not pieces of paper, so it is impossible to have both sides. Therefore, in this world, when everyone is free from the shackles of comics, the characters become alive.

　　 Next, everyone started to make preparations.

　　Feng Si Niang first ordered the little servants in the inn to go outside to promote the news that the old woman would pick up guests in person. There was a feeling that a certain star in an island country suddenly announced that she would go to the sea to film.

　　 Xue San squatted at the mouth of the well in the courtyard, with a sharpening stone in front of him, and began to sharpen the knife.

　　 But it is a small dagger and a small pliers, which are probably the standard items of the gentleman Liang Shang.

　　 Zheng Fan came over with some curiosity, squatted beside him, and asked:

　　 "Where is your sword?"

　　 Zheng Fan remembers that in the comics, the image of Xue San is carrying a big iron sword across his back. Xu is the author of Qin Siyu who likes this kind of contrast.

　　 Xue San raised his head and smiled at Zheng Fan while sharpening his knife, and replied:

　　 "Return to the Lord, it's okay."

"Gone?"

　　 "When I came to this world, everyone was fine except for the clothes they were wearing."

　　 Zheng Fan nodded, it turned out to be so.

　　 At the moment, I feel a little regretful. The things that this group of people originally held in the comics can be regarded as artifacts when they are thrown into reality.

　　 "The Lord can go to the front hall to sit, drink tea or drink, and after tonight, we can tell the Lord what the world is like."

"thanks everyone."

Zheng Fan did not go to the front hall. To be honest, he was a little scared to face the unknown. He sat in the front hall and waited until the afternoon when the guests would come and look at the guests who dressed completely different from the modern ones. Sense, can make people breathe hard.

　　 But he couldn't help but want to explore the unknown.

　　 Maybe, I’m not used to it yet, it’s like a normal person watching a horror movie, painful and happy.

　　 Zheng Fan returned to his house and lay on the bed. Everyone outside was busy and preparing. Zheng Fan took a nap.

　　 In this sleep, I slept a lot longer than I expected. When I woke up, I found that it was already dark outside.

　　 "I can really sleep."

　　 Zheng Fan laughed at himself somewhat helplessly.

　　 Actually, Zheng Fan also wanted to see if he could help, otherwise he would be called "the master" one by one, and his face would be panicked.

　　 But Zheng Fan knew that he didn't seem to be able to help much. If he forced to help, he might be unhelpful.

　　Perhaps, they would be happier if they took a nap in the house and asked them to confess themselves as a mascot.

　　 left the room, walked into the yard, and happened to see Ah Ming again.

　　 Ah Ming was standing in the shadow of the entrance of the wine cellar, as if holding a small file in his hand, as if trimming his nails.

　　 When he sensed Zheng Fan coming, Ah Ming raised his head, looked at Zheng Fan, and said:

　　 "Lord, Fan Li has already followed a barbarian tribe's caravan to the desert in the afternoon. Xue San has also gone to stay. The blind man went to find the wife of the patrol captain in the afternoon and has not returned yet..."

　　 Aming continued to cut his nails while talking.

"Ok."

　　 Zheng Fan responded, then, after hesitating, he asked:

　　 "How can I help?"

　　 A Ming was taken aback, and there seemed to be something meaningful in his eyes, and said:

　　 "Actually, Lord, you have already helped a lot."

　　 Zheng Fan was a bit speechless. He thought that Ah Ming meant that he was helping if he didn't make trouble.

　　Who knows, Ah Ming continued:

　　 "The auction over there is over, but it’s a bit troublesome."

　　 "What's the trouble?"

　　 "The higher bidder pays a bit too much."

"and so……"

　　 Zheng Fan never doubted the charm of Feng Si Niang. Men have different tastes, some like petite ones, some like big ones, some who like cooing and wooing;

　　 Dan Feng Si Niang, as a perfect mature woman imagined by Qin Siyao, her smiles and smiles are definitely extremely attractive.

　　 One of the most clever ways to tell whether a man is lustful is to place the index finger between a man’s upper lip and nose. If he is angry, it proves that he is lustful.

　　 "That person, there is also a follower, who said he was a follower, but more like a bodyguard.

This son-in-law came to Hutou City a few days ago. In the kiln in the east of Hutou City, he asked two women to enter the inn, but the two women were carried out when they entered the inn. Still alive, one has died.

　　 He lost money to that kiln, and that kiln was fine. "

　　According to the previous arrangement, Feng Siniang opened the door to pick up guests this time, in order to catch a big fish, and the purpose was to torture the "world view" of the world from the mouth of this big fish.

Then, to be on the safe side, this fish must be disposed of. After the sharing of the "world view" is over, Liang Cheng or A Ming will wore the big fish's clothes and walk out of the inn with a "finished" attitude. Wash the suspects in the inn.

　　Originally, as long as you target the big fish, and men, they are often the least vigilant when they are at the bedside of a woman.

But there was an extra guard entourage out of thin air, and there were many more variables. In addition, A Ming said that this person shouted the highest price and was the one who crushed the audience. The richer the person with status, his entourage guards, The strength may be stronger.

　　 The devil jumps, but don’t take it off.

　　 "How about poisoning?" Zheng Fan suggested.

　　 "I have observed that the entourage, after entering the inn, has been sitting next to his owner, but has never drunk or eaten."

　　This kind of entourage requires oneself to stay awake at all times, so it is even more difficult to deal with.

　　 Especially, when the group of demon kings under Zheng Fan were still ordinary people.

　　 "Since the idea is too hard, just give up."

　　 Zheng Fan didn't want them to lose.

　　 Aming smiled, his teeth were very white, he shook his head, and said:

　　 "The more powerful the entourage proves that the master knows more things, the more valuable we will be to him. Besides, Si Niang has already received money from others, so it is impossible to really let Si Niang go to sleep with others."

　　 "So too."

　　 "Lord, if you want to help, you can help me put up this jar of wine, go to the front hall, count the time, it's almost time."

"okay."

　　 Zheng Fan looked around on the ground, saw a small wine jar, and immediately bent down and hugged him.

　　 "It's so heavy..."

　　 "There is incense ash inside."

　　 "This thing was used for a sneak attack?"

　　 "Well, the Lord sees the right time and smashes the guard over, and the rest will be handed over to me and Liang Cheng."

　　 "Good, good."

　　 Zheng Fan nodded vigorously.

　　 "Go up first, Liang Cheng is waiting at the entrance of the front hall stairs."

　　 "How about you?"

　　 Aming pointed his finger at the south side of the courtyard, where there was a ladder leading directly to the second floor of the front hall.

　　 "I went into Si Niang's house from the ladder, and helped Si Niang to control the big fish first; the guard was guarding the room in the outbuilding, and when you started, I would sneak attack from behind him in the back room."

"it is good."

　　 Although in the comic story, Zheng Fan once "killed countless people", "full of blood" and "criminal", but to be honest, he was nothing more than a keyboard man. Well, maybe he has more imagination than ordinary keyboard man.

　　 He hasn't killed a single chicken, and he has killed... Uh... this really killed him, he has killed himself.

　　 Zheng Fan carried the small wine jar into the front hall. Liang Cheng did indeed stand and wait at the top of the stairs. When he saw Zheng Fan walking with the wine jar, Liang Cheng seemed a little surprised. Apart from the accident, he was a little angry.

　　 "Who let the Lord come to you, Ming?"

　　 "I asked for it myself." Zheng Fan replied.

　　 Liang Cheng frowned, it can be seen that he is quite dissatisfied;

　　 Zheng Fan was a little uneasy, and could only continue: "I will listen to your instructions, and run after smashing the incense ash."

　　 He felt that Liang Cheng thought he was useless and could only get in the way, so he was dissatisfied.

　　 But Liang Cheng's next cold words surprised Zheng Fan:

　　 "The safety of the Lord must not be lost."

　　 Is this, caring about me?

　　 "If I hit it, I will run away. There will be nothing wrong. Besides, there are still you."

　　 Seeing that Zheng Fan was still insisting, Liang Cheng nodded helplessly, which was an agreement.

　　 Then, UU read www.uukanshu.com, he turned around and walked upstairs.

　　 Zheng Fan naturally followed up with the wine jar. In fact, Zheng Fan still felt that this action was a bit radical.

　　 Fan Li followed the caravan to the desert and opened up the sight of the barbarians; Xue San went to the government to steal papers and letters, and the blind man went north to seduce the wives of other generals. These are actually enough, right?

　　 But the inn here intends to obtain information directly by means of utterance. It is okay if it succeeds, but what if it fails?

However, Zheng Fan can also understand in his heart that these guys were originally monsters in comics who kill people without blinking or even kill for pleasure. When they do things, many times they really only pay attention to the result instead of the process. And means.

　　 Normal people don’t do things if they have enough strength, but lunatics don’t care if they have enough strength and don’t do things first!

　　 And now the action has begun, the arrow is on the string, and there is no time to think about other things. Renfeng Si Niang has already welcomed the guests into the boudoir. Can't let Feng Si Niang really let that man sleep, right?

　　……

　　 In the courtyard,

　　 Zheng Fan entered the front hall,

　　 Aming still stood at the entrance of the wine cellar for a while.

　　 Yes, he still holds the small file in his hand, but he is not trimming his nails as Zheng Fan had previously thought.

　　 but,

　　 Push the tip of the file into his palm again and again.

　　 "Puff!"

　　 "Puff!"

　　 "Puff!"

　　 The wound was pierced out one by one,

　　 immediately,

　　 The wounds are healing quickly one by one at a speed visible to the naked eye.

　　 Finally, Ah Ming stopped his continuous self-harm behavior, raised his head, and looked at the moon that was not very bright tonight.

　　 He smiled.