Necromancers are frantically stationing troops in the apocalypse

Wu Heng glanced at Xilagui, whose face seemed to be even more rosy.

After thinking for a while, he said, "Forget it, it's just a joke."

Shi Yali's eyes rolled around, and then she whispered in her sister's ear.

Wu Heng leaned forward, wanting to eavesdrop, but as soon as he heard a sound, the other party separated directly.

Shi Yali stood up and walked behind Wu Heng, "Don't move, we'll fulfill the bet."

As she said that, a pair of cold and smooth palms covered his eyes.

The perception was instantly dispersed.

After a slight hearing, Xilagui stood up and walked to his side.

Then, he felt a warm touch on his left cheek, and then the same touch on the right side.

It separated immediately with a slight touch, but he could still feel the moisture on his face.

"Shi Yali, what are you doing?"

"I'm also in the bet."

The hands covering his eyes opened, Xilagui stood by his side, and Shi Yali was still behind him.

Seeing Wu Heng's gaze, Xilagui's eyes were shy, wandering around, not daring to look over.

Shi Yali smiled and said, "How is it?"

"Not really! I didn't feel it." Wu Heng said immediately.

"Why, we are all like this." Xilagui exclaimed.

Wu Heng said, "I'm not ready. Do it again, at least stay for more than five seconds."

Shi Yali sat down on his right side, moved forward, and said, "For the last time, don't cheat."

"You just promised him like that?" Xilagui widened her eyes.

Wu Heng nodded, "Okay!"

"Close your eyes yourself."

Wu Heng closed his eyes obediently.

Then, the moist and gentle touch came from the left and right cheeks again.

This time it stayed longer, and you could clearly feel the lip prints on the cheeks, the faint breath, and the sisters' seemingly calm but violent heartbeats like drums.

After about five seconds, the touch on the face left.

Xilagui blushed and shouted, "It's okay this time, we don't owe you anymore."

Wu Heng smiled and said, "No, we won't owe you anymore. We've made a lot of money."

Xilagui glared at him unhappily, and a little smile appeared on her face.

Shi Yali was more cheerful and looked at him gently.

After dinner.

The three of them continued to chat for a while.

Perhaps because of the bet just now, the chat was a bit stiff.

As the sky gradually darkened, Wu Heng got up and left.

The two sisters sent him to the gate of the courtyard and waved goodbye.

The lights on the whole road were bright, and many residents were still outside to enjoy the cool.

I didn't worry about any danger.

I watched the performance of the bard under the street lights on the roadside for a while before returning to my residence.

……

Returned to my residence.

After a simple shower, Wu Heng went back to the bedroom to rest.

This dinner was really a bit dreamy.

I didn't expect that the two sisters would fulfill the bet in this way.

He and Xilagui were appointed as vice-deacons of Treasure Island together, and experienced many life-and-death tests together.

They had a feeling of mutual trust between teammates.

Moreover, Wu Heng could also feel that Xilagui did not dislike him. When he saved her last time, he secretly touched her buttocks and did not say anything.

But what about Shi Yali?

The two of them had not known each other for a long time, and it was all through Xilagui.

It was hard to say how deep their friendship was.

Why did she feel more proactive?

"Anyway, I won't suffer any loss."

Wu Heng said, and did not think about it anymore, turning around to continue resting.

...

"Selling newspapers, selling newspapers, the latest issue of newspapers, surrounding information, opera house performance catalog, the latest series of Great Detective, ..."

The loud voice of the newsman woke up the morning of Treasure Island.

Countless bards and residents who were waiting nearby rushed up, surrounded the newsman in the middle, and bought the latest issue of "Treasure Express".

The merchants who came to the island recently also brought some news from outside.

Some people want to copy the model of "Gold and Silver Express", collect information from the surrounding area, and then serialize some stories in a corner.

Of course, the stories are different, and they are afraid of causing trouble.

But it is obvious that none of the outsiders succeeded. The printing efficiency cannot keep up, and the stories they compiled are not that attractive.

After publishing two issues casually, there was no follow-up.

And the "Gold and Silver Express" of Treasure Island has been on sale until now, maintaining a popularity similar to that at the beginning.

Many businessmen are also comparing, where is the difference between the two sides.

…

Pah~!

At the Golden Sail Tavern, Saban slapped the counter.

He vividly told the latest story, and the drinkers were concentrating. The bartender and the maid also leaned against the pillars and listened to the story.

"Watson, there is a footprint here, and a round mud print, and there is one over there, these are all very good evidence."

"I looked at it and said, 'That doesn't seem to be a footprint.'"

"Yes, it is the mark of a wooden stake, and next to it is the mark of a thick boot with a wide iron sole on the heel. He must be the one with a wooden leg on his right leg!"

...

"It's a pirate. I know a pirate who replaced one leg with a wooden leg. Could it be him?" A drinker responded immediately and speculated.

"At the time of this story, the island owner had not yet arrived at Treasure Island. He is the only one with a wooden leg?" Someone refuted.

"Don't argue, don't argue, continue listening to the story, and I'll throw you out if you say anything more." The dwarf beside him interrupted the two people arguing and signaled the bard to continue.

Saban's story continued again.

In the story, Wu Heng began to take out the tape measure and magnifying glass and carefully examined.

The local patrol captain, Aethelney Jones, concluded that Thaddeus had a quarrel with his brother, then killed his brother and fled with the jewelry.

After the analysis, Captain Jones took Thaddeus back for interrogation.

...

"Tedious shouted in frustration, 'I knew it would be like this.'"

"'Don't worry, I will clear your name.' Wu Heng said."

"Captain Jones laughed, 'Okay, great theorist, don't promise others casually.'"

"Wu Heng smiled and said, 'I'm not saying this casually. The murderer is called Jonnozan Smo, a middle-aged man with a tanned skin. He was once a prisoner. In addition, he has a wooden leg on his right leg, a rough square forefoot under the boot of his left foot, and an iron palm nailed on the heel.'"

...

At this point, everyone in the audience frowned.

What did I miss?

How did I suddenly say the name and appearance of the murderer.

But everyone knew it.

The excitement is coming. This time Wu Heng can definitely analyze a reasonable and unexpected wonderful inference.

Just when everyone was concentrating on waiting for the next story.

Saban bowed slightly, "The rest of the story will have to wait for the next issue."

The tavern was silent for a moment, and then reacted.

"Another chapter is broken, damn it..."

"I feel bad, someone go beat up this writer."

"The plot is so slow, but the chapters are broken so skillfully."

...

Island owner's mansion.

Wu Heng was unaware of the scolding outside.

He went upstairs and walked into the radio station, picked up the microphone beside him, and said directly: "Wen Mansha, can you hear me?"

Soon, a woman's voice came from the other side, "Master, wait a moment, I'll go call the lady."

After a while, Wen Mansha's gentle voice came over, "Come, say hello to Dad."

A baby's babbling sound came from the other side.