Devil’s Advent

A Ming's words calmed down Zheng Fan's heart.

After all, it is a person who has experienced the torture of terminal illness, and has been obsessed with horror and twisted creations for many years. It is biased to say that he is mentally disturbed, but it is estimated that there are really a few tendons that may not be connected correctly.

The strange world and the strange situation became a little indifferent because of the phrase you have not abandoned us, we will not abandon you.

Zheng Fan sat at a table in the corner of the front hall,

Listening to Xue San's storytelling on the stage, one by one from modern jokes and jokes with a yellow accent made the guests below keep laughing;

Snapped!

After stamping a quarantine certificate, immediately replace it with another one and continue stamping.

in addition,

The wine made by A Ming is also delicious.

Go to his mother's sorrow, go to his mother's troubles, go to his mother's anxiety, go to his mother's reality, go to his mother's past...

Zheng Fan,

drunk.

………………

When I woke up, it was already dawn.

Zheng Fan sat up from the bed, and Yun girl who heard the movement pushed open the door and came with a basin and a toothbrush.

Of course there is no toothpaste, and the toothbrush is also very rough, but it is already very good if you don’t let you use wicker. After dipping in green salt, brushing your teeth, and washing your face, Zheng Fan walked to the front hall again .

The inn is closed in the morning, so except for a few hired cleaning staff, most people are lazy.

The breakfast is wonton noodles, which tastes good.

After eating, Zheng Fan walked to the door of the inn.

Don't laugh, it's been a day since I woke up. This is the first time Zheng Fan has stepped out of the inn. Although it's just a small step, the uneasiness that accompanied the alcohol pressure last night was once again attracted by the unknown at this moment. Aroused by a faint panic.

There were quite a lot of people on the street, and because it was a border city, the composition was mixed. Zheng Fan even saw several people dressed similarly to himself, but they should be followers of Zoroastrianism.

Ding!

Beside him, at the fortune-telling booth at the entrance of the inn, the blind man Bei rang the bell, lowered his head slightly, and whispered:

Master, good morning.

Good morning.

Zheng Fan leaned against the blind man Bei and sat down on the steps.

Blind Bei didn't say anything about getting up and giving the chair to Zheng Fan, but continued to sit steadily.

The warm sunshine shone on him, and there was an expression of enjoyment on his face.

It's hard for you to imagine that a murderer can have such a peaceful and ordinary side.

Zheng Fan pursed his lips. Right now, he wanted to smoke a little.

There are hookahs. Blind Bei suddenly said.

Can you see through my heart?

No, I just feel that the Lord probably wants a cigarette right now.

Hookah is fine, I'm not used to it.

I'll talk to Si Niang later, let her try to find someone to make cigarettes.

Here, can we buy tobacco?

The blind man Bei paused, and seemed to understand what Zheng Fan was thinking, so he introduced:

The city we are in now is called Hutou City. It is adjacent to the desert and has a small population of only 20,000 to 30,000. However, because this is a place where the barbarian sphere of influence is handed over, many caravans will pass through here. Transit, there are not many local guests in our inn, most of them are caravans.”

Zheng Fan nodded upon hearing this.

A Ming said before that because he didn't wake up, they were not interested in exploring this strange world, and there was no need for it.

The only one who has a little understanding of this world is the blind Bei who has been sitting at the door of the inn.

Where does this city belong to? Zheng Fan continued to ask.

Blind Bei tapped lightly on his desk, and said:

Hutou City belongs to the sphere of influence of the Yan Kingdom.

Yan Kingdom?

However, it should not be a historical dynasty in ancient China, because in the south of the Yan Kingdom, there is a country called the Qian Kingdom, and there are some other countries, but their caravans are not many. Here, it is still the Yan Kingdom. And the caravans of Qianguo are the main ones.

On the other side of the desert, there are barbarian tribes, enshrining a royal family, but they are actually doing their own thing. The Lord can substitute them into the grassland peoples in ancient China. The level of civilization and products are relatively backward, so they need to conduct some transactions here to obtain the necessary materials.

In other words, where we are now is on the border?

Well, almost.

So, is this world an ordinary world?

Ordinary world?

Obviously, Bei couldn't understand the meaning of Zheng Fan's words for the time being.

It means that the people here are all ordinary people. There is no world of magic, grudges, and monks.

From Zheng Fan's point of view, if this is an ordinary world, then even if the seven demon kings under him cannot recover their true strength, at least they should be able to live without any problems.

Blind Bei nodded thoughtfully, and said, It's an ordinary world. In the past six months, all I met were ordinary people.

That's good.

If everyone is on the same starting line, at least in terms of security, they will be satisfied.

However,

at this time,

Suddenly there was a rush of horseshoes from the other side of the street, and a group of knights were coming on horseback.

Although Hutou City is small, it is obviously very important to be able to ride a horse in the city.

After the team of knights got a little closer, Zheng Fan saw that they were wearing uniform armor with a small black flag on their backs. They should be a team of cavalry, the cavalry of the government, or in other words, It is the cavalry of Yan State.

Get out of the way, get out of the way!

Get out of the way, get out of the way!

The cavalry before the attack was in charge of clearing the way, waving their whips in their hands, causing people to turn their backs on the street for a while, and two passers-by ran into Blind North's stall in order to avoid hitting him.

Fortunately, Zheng Fan caught the blind man Bei first so that he would not be knocked down by the booth.

At this time, a group of soldiers appeared on the other side of the street, the people in front were holding spears, and the people behind were holding crossbow arrows.

The knights had to control the horses under their crotches and stop forcibly, but their faces were still full of anger.

Riding a horse in the city is a felony!

One of the soldiers shouted loudly.

Hutou City is small, but because it is a border town, the soldiers stationed here are good in terms of equipment and morale.

Presumptuous, the recruitment envoy is here, there is an urgent military announcement to the Hutou City guard, who dares to stop!

Hearing the words, the soldiers blocking the way were stunned for a moment. Even the general who led the team was a little unexpected, but the group of soldiers did not retreat just like that.

The general bit the bullet and shouted:

There are proofs!

However, the tone was much weaker than before.

The knights suddenly dispersed from the middle of the team, and a big fat man in a blue official robe and official hat urged his mount to come to the front.

This man has a big belly and seems to be the commander of this group of knights. Although he is fat, he exudes a real official authority.

And when this man came out of the cavalry,

Zheng Fan's mouth opened slightly immediately, a little surprised.

It’s not that they were intimidated by this official’s prestige. In fact, although modern people are the same as ancient people, they are also eager to lick when they meet officials, but they really don’t cry like the ancient people. Master Qingtian.

What really surprised Zheng Fan was the fat official's crotch mount.

At first, he thought it was a horse, a horse taller and stronger than the mounts under the crotch of the other knights, but when he came out alone riding the horse, Zheng Fan saw it clearly.

This is not a horse, its head is very similar to that of a horse, except that its mouth is bigger, its face is longer and uglier, but there is a slightly protruding horn on the top of the horse's head;

At the same time, the mount thought it was a war horse armor reflecting the light, but after getting closer to see it clearly, it was discovered that the mount itself had scales!

The fat official pointed at his mount,

He yelled directly at the soldiers blocking the way ahead:

Certificate? This is the emissary's credential! Is that enough!

The general on the armored side immediately knelt down and saluted:

See Recruiting Envoy!

At the same time, he immediately yelled at his subordinates behind him to step back and make way.

Zheng Fan stretched out his left index finger and poked Blind Bei on the shoulder.

look.

look,

Can you say that again,

This is the normal world?

What? Blind Bei asked in confusion.

Look for yourself, Zheng Fan said.

I'm blind.

... Zheng Fan.