Devil’s Advent

"Settled down?"

"Yes, my lord, in the little tent next to ours where the food is stored."

Si Niang is a very considerate woman. When she went out this time, she specially prepared a lot of delicious food and drink for Zheng Fan to bring along on the road. No matter when, as long as the conditions allow, she will pursue the delicacy of life.

This is a woman who is interested in putting on nail polish even before her execution.

Zheng Fan nodded.

Si Niang knelt and sat beside Zheng Fan.

The two of them had a tacit understanding and didn't say anything, because the distance between them was only a tent, and the sloppy man would definitely be able to hear what he wanted to hear.

very embarrassing,

The other party's surname is Sato.

And just right now, the rank of lieutenant on his body was earned because he beheaded the leader of the Shatuo tribe.

In fact, when the other party said his surname, Zheng Fan was already a little desperate, and once thought that he had reached the point of bayoneting.

Even if Zheng Fan said that his name was "Fan Li" in the end, everyone in the barracks called him Captain Zheng...

Can you really hide it?

Zheng Fan even suspected that the other party already knew his identity, and he also knew that his hands were stained with the blood of the Shatuo tribe.

Also, did this guy join the team escorting the birthday gang just to eat and drink?

The destination of this team is Zhenbeihou Mansion.

Zheng Fan stared at the flickering candle in front of him,

this moment,

Obviously he was the one who escorted the birthday card,

Suddenly, I had the illusion that what I was escorting was a nuclear warhead.

"have a rest."

In the end, Zheng Fan only uttered these three words.

sleep

wake up,

That's all.

…………

Of course, this is a luxury.

Because when he woke up, Zheng Fan saw the sloppy man sitting in front of his bed.

Siniang was rolling out noodles, and water was boiling in the pot.

Zheng Fan sat up, seeing this, Si Niang planned to get up and wait for Zheng Fan to wash up.

Zheng Fan shook his head, motioning for Siniang to continue preparing breakfast, and he went out of the tent with a basin of water and squatted at the entrance of the tent.

After waking up in this world, I was not used to brushing my teeth with green salt at first, but slowly, my mouth seemed to agree with this taste.

"Gurrrrrrrrrrrr......"

"He~~~~ back!"

Put the towel into the cool water, wet it, and rub it vigorously on your face.

When two groups of patrolling soldiers in the camp passed by, they saluted Zheng Fan, and Zheng Fan nodded to them.

In fact, I was thinking in my heart that this group of people might not be enough to be a backup, so I didn't say anything.

After washing,

Zheng Fan returned to his tent.

The noodles are ready, the glutinous rice noodles, the noodles are chewy, and the glutinous rice is good enough.

In the time Zheng Fan ate one bowl, the sloppy man had already eaten five bowls.

It seems that the living conditions of the barbarians are really poor. Even such a master can't get enough to eat. Look at this child who is so hungry, he is reincarnated like a starving ghost.

Zheng Fan thought jokingly in his heart that he can only be a strong "inner" now.

After breakfast was over, the team started to set off again. The sloppy man followed Zheng Fan's suggestion very cooperatively, and stayed in a carriage with Zheng Fan's tent and other supplies, and Zheng Fan also gave him a set of his own sweater to wear. He wore it too.

After the hair and face are covered, it doesn't look so sloppy, and because the sweater sewing style that Si Niang made for Zheng Fan is very expensive, there is no need to worry that the soldiers who searched under Zheng Fan's order last night will suspect him .

After returning to the road, Zheng Fan rode at the front of the team, and Si Niang rode behind Zheng Fan.

At this moment, Zheng Fan really had a thought in his heart to run away directly, even if he lost everything, at least he could protect his own life.

But this idea is not too strong;

Even if Zheng Fan knew clearly, once he was about to run away, Si Niang would definitely run away with him without saying a word.

However, now that I have come to this world, I have seen a different scenery, I have met a truly terrifying strong man, and I am about to meet the Beihou Mansion, the most powerful giant town in the north of the world;

It was really a little bit reluctant to run away in such a desperate way.

Perhaps, in my bones, I am still restless.

It is not to the point where it is possible to die in the morning and evening, but it has the little bourgeois sentiment of "the world is so big and I want to see it".

Lunch was dry food, and the team didn't stop to eat. In this era, most people are still used to two meals a day. Of course, if the family conditions are good, it must be three or four meals or even more.

Therefore, the team stopped to set up camp at night, and everyone buried their pots for cooking.

Zheng Fan returned to his tent again, and the scruffy man in a hoodie was already waiting there, just waiting for a meal with a food bowl in his mouth.

The dinner was stewed in a big mess, and when he was on the road during the day, Shaoqi went out to hunt some wild game and came back. Zheng Fan was naturally given the best piece of meat.

Add some hot pot seasoning, vermicelli and pickles. Although the dishes are not rich, considering the current environment, it is already very good.

The three of them sat around the pot and ate without talking.

Zheng Fan finished his meal first, walked out of the tent, and went directly to the carriage with Snow Wolf locked up.

After hesitating for a while, Zheng Fan opened the door of the carriage and bent down to enter.

Xu Wenzu was eating venison, and when he saw Zheng Fan coming in, he just smiled.

Because of the obvious body shape, Xu Wenzu basically stayed in the carriage for the past two days. This feeling must be uncomfortable.

The red snow wolf was still lying there feebly, looking like he was going to die, but it probably wouldn't be a problem to last until tomorrow when the gift was delivered.

"Tomorrow afternoon, it will probably be here, sir, please be patient for a while."

Originally, if the horses were fast, it would only take one day from Hutou City to Zhenbeihou's Mansion, but because they were escorting the birthday card, the speed of the team naturally couldn't be increased.

Furthermore, Zhenbeihou Mansion is not in Tuman City, it is not even in any city.

It's in the wild, it's... in the desert.

A hundred years ago, when the Yan Kingdom and the desert barbarians fought and fought, Tumancheng was the front line of the Yan Kingdom's fight against the barbarians;

But when the first Marquis of Zhenbei was appointed to guard the north, he chose to build the Marquis Mansion on an oasis away from Tuman City.

At the foot of Yinshan Mountain, adjacent to Hengshui, open a mansion and build a yamen!

In the next hundred years, the lineage of Marquis of Zhenbei turned himself into a knife, stabbing the barbarians in the desert.

"Um."

Xu Wenzu responded, put down the venison in his hand, wiped his mouth, and said:

"Tomorrow night, will I be able to see Miss?"

This is asking Zheng Fan.

Zheng Fan shook his head and said:

"Please forgive me for the offense. When I arrive at the Marquis Mansion tomorrow, I will go to see the lady. If the lady is busy tomorrow, maybe..."

"Well, it's okay, madam's birthday, miss must be busy with a lot of things, sir, don't be in a hurry."

Xu Wenzu can take it easy.

Zheng Fan nodded, and continued: "My lord, if you have to be patient for another day, you will enter the Hou's Mansion tomorrow, so you don't have to feel wronged here."

"Hehe, it's good for me to be here. During the day, I can just talk to this beast, and I won't be lonely.

Alas, when we arrive at the Hou Mansion, I will have another drink with your father Zheng Chenggong! "

"My father must have been overjoyed."

"Of course, hahaha..."

Zheng Fan got out of the carriage after teasing a few words without nourishment, and while looking up at the bright moon in the sky, he put his hand on the wine bag on his waist and stroked it gently.

In the wine bag is wine, Si Niang poisoned it here, the poison was prepared by Xue San when he was at home, and he usually used it on his dagger.

The wine still hasn't been sent out.

Last night, Xu Wenzu ate roast chicken, which was hot;

Tonight, what he ate was roasted venison, which was the game that the sentry sent back today.

This shows that in this team, besides myself, there are people who are taking care of Xu Wenzu, and those who can distribute the venison will not be low in status.

Is it one of Wang Duan's five centurions, or... someone else?

Zheng Fan stretched out his hand and tapped his forehead. He will be going to the Hou's Mansion tomorrow afternoon, so it will be difficult to maintain his lies and forged identity.

"If you want to kill someone, just kill him."

The sloppy man's voice sounded from behind Zheng Fan.

Zheng Fan immediately shuddered, and a black light was released from his body, but the slovenly man pressed Zheng Fan's shoulder with one hand, and the next moment, the light on Zheng Fan's body was instantly suppressed.

I’m very helpless, I’ve only entered the first rank, according to the normal routine, there should be constant non-admission or half-step ninth-rank minions running up to me to molested Si Niang or mocking myself and then being slapped in the face by myself, and passers-by would Surprised all the time.

The dream is very full, the reality is so skinny;

But the sloppy man in front of him rubbed himself back and forth as if he were a glutinous rice ball.

However, when he thought that Mowan and Siniang had no room to show off in front of this sloppy man, Zheng Fan felt a lot more balanced.

Perhaps, it was because the strength gap between the two sides was too great, or it was a tacit understanding after a few meals.

Zheng Fan shook his head and said:

"inconvenient."

It's not that I don't want to kill, but if I don't fully grasp it and shoot rashly, it is very likely that there will be trouble.

"hehe."

The sloppy man smiled and declined to comment.

Seeing that he was carrying something on his shoulders, Zheng Fan asked curiously:

"This is, ready to go?"

The sloppy man nodded, "Yes."

"I send you off?"

"good."

"..." Zheng Fan.

I'm just being polite;

Zheng Fan and the slovenly man walked out of the camp together. Because Zheng Fan came forward, neither the patrol nor the soldiers at the gate of the camp stopped them.

After leaving the camp, when he reached a slope, the slovenly man stopped.

Zheng Fan also breathed a sigh of relief, he was really worried that the other party would abduct him.

The slovenly man sat on the floor and opened the package, which contained wine glasses, food and some candles.

Seeing this, Zheng Fan also sat down.

The slovenly man lit three candles first,

road:

"There are three kinds of barbarian sacrifices;

a savage god;

Two worship totems;

The third is to respect the yellow sand. "

As he spoke, the sloppy man grabbed a handful of yellow sand and sprinkled it beside the candle.

Who is this offering sacrifices to?

Some food was put up.

Immediately afterwards,

Facing the candle, the sloppy man spread his hands up to his sides, then knelt down, his forehead resting on the yellow sand that had just been sprinkled on the ground.

Zheng Fan saw this,

exhaled,

He also knelt down and kowtowed to the three candles.

Over there, the slovenly man had already got up, seeing that Zheng Fan was also kowtowing, the expression on his face was a bit obscure,

asked:

"What are you kowtowing for?"

Zheng Fan didn't think it was a big deal, and replied:

"It's a custom in our place. When you see a futon or an altar, no matter what god or Buddha it is, no matter whether you know it or not, you should kowtow to think about it. Anyway, it's not bad to use your head."

It is very common for later generations of tourists to go to a city to pray in a church in the morning, burn incense in a temple in the afternoon, and ask for a fortune at a Taoist temple in the evening.

The sloppy man smiled, nodded, and said, "It's not a loss."

Immediately afterwards,

The sloppy man reached out, picked up the food he had just placed on it, and started eating.

"Hi, are you hungry?"

It's not long since I've had dinner.

The slovenly man nodded.

"No matter how hungry you are, you have to wait to eat the tribute. Let's eat after the person you worship comes to enjoy it first."

The sloppy man didn't stop his movements, and continued to eat happily. He didn't wipe his mouth with the sleeve of his sweater until he had eaten a piece of dried meat.

road:

"He won't mind."

"I don't mind, then who are you paying homage to?"

"Myself."