Devil’s Advent

"Okay, today is fine, you remember how you feel today, tomorrow we will try to speed up."

Ding Hao said to Zheng Fan very satisfied.

In everyone's heart, there is actually a plot to be a good teacher.

Many keyboard warriors on the Internet in later generations actually have a similar mentality. They always feel that they have mastered the supreme truth and can say what they want.

For Ding Hao, he didn't feel that he was their teacher to the former blind man Bei and the other six, because those six were simply damn perverts!

What they bring to themselves is only fear, uneasiness, astonishment, and subversion!

Rather than saying that I am teaching them martial arts, it is better to say that they are proving to themselves that

You have actually spent the first half of your life on dogs.

Fortunately, Ding Hao was comforted by Zheng Fan.

Zheng Fan's talent... Phew, aside from those six damned perverts, Zheng Fan's talent is absolutely top-notch!

Moreover, there is a ray of extremely thick blood naturally in his body, which is equivalent to two people who both say they want to drive a luxury car.

A person needs to work hard, make money, and look forward to being able to afford that luxury car in the future.

One is that you need to go to a driving school to get a driver's license, and then you can drive a luxury car out of your garage.

Meeting a talented student can really make the teacher very happy.

Zheng Fan, who was in meditation, slowly opened his eyes. There was a little tiredness in his eyes, and he said:

"Master, how long will it take for me to shine?"

"Haste makes waste. If we lay the foundation well, the future road will be smoother. However, according to the current progress, at most three days, you will be able to enter the half-step ninth rank.

Go down steadily, and within two months, you can really enter the product. "

"I also thought, faster."

"That's my most conservative estimate, and it should be much faster than I expected."

"Thank you for your teaching, master."

"It's because you have good talent. I'm curious, which big family did you and your subordinates come from?"

After thinking about it, Ding Hao still felt that the group of people like Zheng Fan should be the children of a certain big family.

Zheng Fan showed a polite smile on his face,

"That doesn't bother you, Master."

"Oh, well, well, my gaffe, my gaffe."

"Master, please rest early, I will come back tomorrow afternoon."

The reason why he came here in the afternoon was because Zheng Fan had to go to the Yamen to order something in the morning.

Compared with the leisurely government offices of the later generations, Zheng Fan, a civil servant in Hutou City, Great Yan State, is even more leisurely. He used to show his face, and then he went straight out of the Yamen to do whatever he wanted. Deduction of wages.

First, there are as many captains as dogs in Yan State.

Secondly, the people at the yamen can't wait to see Zheng Fan. Zheng Fan has the mark of the Zhenbeihou Mansion on his body, and no one is so bored as to want to step on people to death. The situation, no one came to hug the thigh to rub the relationship.

Walking out of Ding Hao's room, Zheng Fan had just passed the yard when he saw Fan Li squatting there with a lantern in his hand, shining something on the ground.

"What are you doing?"

Zheng Fan asked.

Fan Li raised his head, looked at Zheng Fan, and smiled silly,

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"Watch the ants fight."

"Oh, then you go on."

"Yes, my lord."

Zheng Fan continued to walk to the back house, and found a row of carriages at the door of the cellar, all of which were full of goods.

Xue San was sitting alone on the box, with his short legs dangling and humming Kunqu opera.

Seeing Zheng Fan approaching, Xue San immediately jumped out of the carriage and slapped Zheng Fan,

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"I have seen the Lord."

"This is, soap and perfume?"

"My lord is wise, these are indeed soaps and perfumes that have been made recently, and the amount used by my family in our house has been kept.

To tell you the truth, the vampires are suitable for tinkering with these things. Although they are a bit arrogant, their pursuit of quality of life is really good.

The soap made by Ah Ming really made me feel like Safeguard back. "

"Are you flattering A Ming or insulting Shufujia?"

"Forehead……"

Xue San shook his head shyly, and said, "My lord, it is what you say."

"It's loaded, is it going to be sold?"

"Well, the people from the car gang are ready, let them load the car and take it away later."

"Where is it going?"

"The blind man said, go to Tumancheng, we don't have our own supply channels, we can only go to Tumancheng to find a big business, let them eat as soon as they eat, as long as we can see the payment soon."

Although they subdued the car gangs in Hutou City, this group of bitter hahas don’t really have much background. Toucheng, definitely can't eat it.

"Where's the blind man?"

"Oh, by the way, the subordinate was negligent. The blind man said he was going to the back house to wait for you after class."

"okay, I get it."

After saying goodbye to Xue San, Zheng Fan went straight back to the back house.

On the steps by the door of his room, the blind man sat there with a red lantern in front of him, his mouth flickering on and off.

Tsk...

Originally, when I didn't have this thing, I really didn't think much about it, but suddenly I saw the flickering of light and dark, and in an instant, it seemed that the impulse came up immediately.

"My lord, there are miles here."

Blind Bei naturally sensed Zheng Fan's arrival long ago. He was at home, as if he had installed a radar station at home.

Zheng Fan sat down beside Blind Man Bei, took the cigarette and fire pack, lit it, and took a puff.

"Cough cough..."

Choking, spicy, sore throat from scraping, followed by retching uncontrollably;

But that feeling is still back.

"My lord, there are some things that my subordinates need to report to the lord."

"you say."

"Tomorrow, Xue San and I will take the Chebang people to Tumancheng, and try to sell all these goods. It is best to buy back what should be bought. After all, gold and silver are dead things. No one is of dragon blood, and they don't have a lot of collections for this kind of stuff."

"Um."

"Liang Cheng, Ah Li, and Ah Ming will set off for the desert again tomorrow. The purpose is to find the prisoner tribe that Ali mentioned. Whether it is by force or by deceit, we will strive to build a group of three or four hundred people." People come back."

"The three of them?"

"Does the lord despise too many people going?"

"No, just the three of them, wouldn't they be too weak?"

Zheng Fan has seen the real battlefield, especially the scene of the Zhenbei Army's charge. To be honest, it doesn't matter if you rule in Causeway Bay on weekdays, but once you go out, the world is so big that it instantly becomes small.

"The three of them are actually about the same. The subordinates have estimated the time to go to the desert and find the prisoner tribe. It will take more than half a month to say the least. In addition, they will inquire about the news and prepare to start. Whether it is coercion or temptation, All take a long time.

Estimated, a month. "

"I don't quite understand what you mean."

Blind Bei smiled, and said: "It means, please rest assured, my lord, I have told them, and they will not risk their lives if they are not sure."

One month, wait a minute, it's enough for the Lord to enter the product.

After you enter the product, all of us will regain part of our strength again.

The reason why they are asked to walk slowly and inquire slowly is that in fact, they are still waiting for you to finish their work first.

"It feels like it was the same as last time. All of a sudden, everyone split up and acted in a hurry." Zheng Fan sighed.

It was Zheng Fan who decided the route last time, and Blind Bei assigned tasks to everyone at the dinner table.

Fan Liyuan walks in the desert, and Si Niang signs up to pick up guests...

"This is fate, it is our fate, we are not suitable for everything and we only owe Dongfeng."

"Why?"

"Because it lacks excitement that way."

"All right."

"Master, we went out five times at once, and Si Niang will stay to protect you. From tomorrow night, Si Niang will sleep with you every night and stay by your side 24 hours a day."

"This... is not good..."

ah,

Tonight's moon seems to have become beautiful all of a sudden.

No,

The moon tomorrow night will be even better.

But Zheng Fan's face remained calm, and even showed a little bit of embarrassment.

"Your Majesty's safety cannot be compromised. During our absence, Si Niang's task is to protect you. Of course, if you can enter the product as soon as possible, Si Niang's pressure will be much less."

"I see."

"Also... my lord, you should keep the stone sealed by the magic pill with you from now on."

"He won't come out."

"My lord, if you want to die, he will definitely come out." Blind Bei Bei said.

"You mean, he still has me in his heart?"

"No, this subordinate thinks that he should be unwilling to even show his face before he died."

"..." Zheng Fan.

"My lord, please rest early, we will set off tomorrow morning."

"Be careful all the way."

"Yes, my lord."

The blind man saluted Bei, left two packs of cigarettes behind, and walked out with his own lantern.

In fact, Blind Bei is also a little elusive about what Mowan is thinking, because just like what Xue San said a few days ago, when Zheng Fan first designed the character of Mowan, he was too...

This is not an object whose behavior can be deduced with common sense and experience.

But there is no way out, Blind Bei can only hope in his heart that the killing intent that night was aimed at himself and others, and warn himself and others not to compare too much with his father,

It's not that the guy is almost uncontrollable and wants to be an orphan.

From the backyard, it took a while to reach the front yard.

Coincidentally, I ran into Si Niang who was going from the front yard to the back yard.

Si Niang was holding a big bag in her hand, when she saw the blind man, she immediately stomped her feet and said angrily:

"You guys are going too far, five people, each with twenty or thirty letters, how long do you have to let me read?"

These letters are all written in advance, and they are all greetings, concerns and expressing thoughts.

Fan Li's letter is the simplest:

Lord, have you had breakfast today?

Master, have you had lunch today?

Lord, have you had dinner today?

Blind Bei smiled helplessly, and said: "There is no way, this is just in case, and after we leave, don't just read the letter, but also say good things to us, and speak more in front of the Lord. Make a point.

Anyway, from tomorrow night onwards, we won't be here anymore, so you can blow your pillow in a fair manner, which is also very convenient. "

"Ouch, what crime did I do, you want to treat me like this? Or, let's change?"

"It's all decided, it's not easy to change, besides, who can go to the bed of the Lord except you?"

"Fuck off, why do you old men go out to be cool, and leave the old lady to guard the house, and you still want to lick six people by yourself?

What do you think of me as my wife? "

Blind Bei held a lantern and looked up, pretending that he could appreciate the moonlight;

Open your mouth slowly,

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"Nanfu battery."

"..." Si Niang.