Devil’s Advent

　　　　 "Settle down?"

　　 "Yes, Lord, it's in the small tent next to us where we store food."

　　 Siniang is a very considerate woman. When she went out this time, she specially prepared a lot of delicious foods for Zheng Fan to take on the road. Whenever conditions permit, she will pursue the exquisiteness of life.

　　 This is a woman who is interested in putting on a nail polish even before she is tortured.

　　 Zheng Fan nodded.

　　 Si Niang knelt and sat beside Zheng Fan.

　　 The two of them were very tacit and said nothing, because it was just the distance of a tent, and that scruffy man would be able to hear what he wanted to hear.

　　 is embarrassing,

　　 The other party's surname is Sanduo.

　　 And it's just that the rank of captain officer on his body right now was earned by cutting off the head of the leader of Sha Tuo's tribe.

　　 Actually, Zheng Fan felt a little desperate when the other party said his surname. He once thought that he had reached the point where he could use his bayonet.

　　 Even at the end Zheng Fan said that he was called "Fan Li", but everyone in the barracks called himself Lieutenant Zheng...

　　 Can you really hide it?

　　 Zheng Fan even suspects that the other party already knows his identity, and he also knows that his hands are stained with the blood of Sha Tuobu.

　　Also, this guy entered the team that escorted the birthplace, really just to eat and drink?

　　 The destination of this team is Zhenbeihoufu.

　　 Zheng Fan’s eyes were staring at the candlelight swaying in front of him,

this moment,

　　 It's obviously he who escorted the birthday Tsunami,

　　 suddenly had the illusion that he was escorting a nuclear warhead.

"have a rest."

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

　　 go to sleep,

　　 woke up,

　　 Everything is normal.

　　…………

　　 Of course, this is an extravagant hope.

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

　　 Siniang is rolling out the noodles, water is boiling in the pot.

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

　　 Zheng Fan shook his head and signaled Si Niang to continue preparing for the morning meal, while he took the basin and took the water out of the tent and squatted at the entrance of the tent.

　　 Qingyan brushing his teeth, after waking up in this world at first, I was really uncomfortable, but slowly, my mouth seemed to recognize this taste.

　　 "Grumbling, grunting..."

　　 "Lo~~~~Retire!"

　　 Put the towel into the cold water, wet it, and then rub it on his face vigorously.

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

　　 In fact, I was thinking that this group of people was not enough to be a backstop, so they didn't say anything.

　　 After washing,

　　 Zheng Fan went back to his tent again.

　　 The noodles are ready, the noodles are chewy, and the noodles are good enough.

　　 Zheng Fan’s effort to eat one bowl, the scruffy man has eaten five bowls.

　　 It seems that the living conditions of the barbarians are really bad. Even this kind of master can't eat enough. Look at the hungry, starving ghost who reincarnated this baby.

　　 Zheng Fan thought so ridiculously in his heart that he can only be an "inner" powerhouse now.

After the early eclipse was over, the team started to set off again. The sloppy man obeyed Zheng Fan’s advice 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. He also wore it.

After the hair and face are covered, it doesn't look so sloppy, and because the sweater and stitch styles Siniang made for Zheng Fan are very expensive, there is no need to worry that the soldiers who searched by Zheng Fan's order last night would suspect him. .

After 　　 went back on the road, Zheng Fan rode at the front of the team, and Si Niang followed Zheng Fan on horseback.

　　 At this moment, Zheng Fan really has an idea in his heart to run straight on horseback, even if he loses everything, but at least he can protect his life.

　　 But this idea is not too strong;

　　 Even if Zheng Fan knew that once he was ready to bugger, Siniang would definitely run away with him without saying a word.

　　 However, now that I have come to this world, I have seen a different landscape, I have met a truly terrible strong man, and I am about to see Beihou House, the most powerful giant town in the north of the world;

　　 just ran away in such a desperate way, really reluctant to do so.

　　 Maybe, in my own bones, I still feel restless.

　　 Not to the point where death is mortal, but with the little Bourgeois sentiment of "the world is so big, I want to see it".

　　 Lunch is dry food, and the team did not stop to eat. In this era, most people are still used to two meals a day. Of course, family conditions must be three or four meals or more.

　　 Therefore, the team stopped to camp at night, and everyone buried their pots and cooked food.

　　 Zheng Fan returned to his tent. The sloppy man in a sweater was already waiting there, just waiting for a meal with a food bowl in his mouth.

　　 Dinner was a mess. When he was on the road during the day, the sentry rode out and beat some game back. Zheng Fan was naturally assigned 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 people, without talking, sat around the pot and ate their heads.

　　 Zheng Fan eats well first, walked out of the tent, and came directly to the carriage that contained the snow wolf.

　　 After hesitating, Zheng Fan opened the carriage door and bent over to enter.

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

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

　　 The red snow wolf is still lying there weakly, looking like he will not die, but it will probably be no problem until the gift is delivered tomorrow.

　　 "Tomorrow afternoon, it will probably be there, sir, please bear with me for a while."

　　 Originally, it would take only one day from Hutou City to Zhenbeihoufu, but because of the **** of the birthplace, the team naturally couldn't move fast.

　　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.

　　 One hundred years ago, during the time when the Yan Kingdom and the desert barbarians fought and fought, Tumancheng was the first line of Yan Kingdom to fight against the barbarians;

　　 But when the original Zhenbeihou was sealed to guard the north, he chose to build the Hou Mansion on an oasis far away from Tuman City.

　　 At the foot of Yinshan Mountain, adjacent to Hengshui, a mansion was built!

　　 Hundred years after this, Zhenbeihou's line is equivalent to turning himself into a knife, and has been stuck in the waist of the desert barbarian.

"Ok."

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

　　 "Tomorrow night, will the officer see the lady?"

　　 This is asking Zheng Fan.

　　 Zheng Fan shook his head and said:

　　 "Please forgive the offense of the humble job. After arriving in the Houfu tomorrow, the humble job will go to see the young lady. If the young lady is busy tomorrow, maybe..."

　　 "Well, it's okay, Madam has a big birthday, there must be a lot of things for the lady to be busy, my officer, don't worry or worry."

　　 Xu Wenzu can see clearly.

　　 Zheng Fan nodded, and then said: "My lord will endure for another day. If you enter the Hou Mansion tomorrow, you don't have to be wronged here anymore."

　　 "Hehe, the officer is also very good here. During the day, just talking to this beast is not lonely.

　　 Alas, when it comes to Hou Mansion, this officer wants to have another drink with your father Zheng Chenggong! "

　　 "My father must be overjoyed."

　　 "Of course, hahaha..."

　　 After pulling a few more words without nutrition, Zheng Fan got out of the carriage, and while looking up at the bright moon in the sky, he gently stroked his hand on the wine bar on his waist.

　　The wine pouch contains wine. Siniang poisoned the poison here. The poison was prepared by Xue San when he was at home, and he usually used it on his dagger.

　　 This wine, still not sent out.

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

　　 Tonight, he ate roasted venison, which is the game from today’s sentry.

　　 This shows that in this team, in addition to themselves, there are people who are taking care of Xu Wenzu, and those who can distribute venison are not low in status.

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

　　 Zheng Fan reached out and tapped his forehead. He will be at the Hou Mansion tomorrow afternoon. It will be difficult to maintain his lies and forged identities.

　　 "If you want to kill, just kill."

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

　　 Zheng Fan immediately slapped a spirit, and his body immediately released a black light, but a hand of the sloppy man pressed Zheng Fan's shoulder, the next moment, the light on Zheng Fan's body was instantly suppressed.

I was helpless. I only entered the product. According to the normal routine, it should be a constantly inferior or half-step 9th-Rank Xiao myself ran to me to tease Si Niang or mock myself and then be beaten by myself. At the same time, passers-by will Exciting non-stop beside.

　　 Dreams are very full, reality is so skinny;

　　 But the scruffy man in front of him rubbed him back and forth like a glutinous rice ball.

　　 However, Zheng Fan felt a lot of balance when he thought that Magic Maru and Siniang didn't have any room for display in front of this scruffy man.

　　 Maybe it's because the strength gap between the two sides is too big, or maybe it's the tacit understanding of a few meals.

　　 Zheng Fan shook his head and said:

　　 "Inconvenient."

　　 It's not that you don't want to kill, but if you don't have complete confidence, you will probably get into trouble.

"Ha ha."

　　 The shaggy man smiled and declined to comment.

　　 Zheng Fan was a little curious when he saw that he was carrying something on his shoulder:

　　 "This is, ready to go?"

　　 The shaggy man nodded, "Yes."

　　 "Should I give it to you?"

"it is good."

　　 "..." Zheng Fan.

　　 I'm just being polite;

　　 Zheng Fan and Yun Nan walked out of the camp together. Because Zheng Fan came forward, neither the patrolling nor the soldiers at the gate of the camp were stopped.

When 　　 left the camp and reached a slope, the scruffy man stopped.

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

　　 The sloppy man sat on the floor and opened the package. There were wine glasses, food and some candles in it.

　　 Zheng Fan sat down after seeing this.

　　 The shaggy man lighted three candles first,

　　道:

　　"There are three sacrifices to barbarians;

　　A respect for the gods;

　　 Two respects totem;

　　 Three respects the yellow sand. "

　　 talking~www.ltnovel.com~ The sloppy man grabbed a handful of yellow sand and sprinkled it beside the candle.

　　 This is, who are you worshiping?

　　 Some food was put up.

　　 immediately,

　　 The awkward man faced the candle, spread his hands up on both sides, then knelt down, his forehead pressed against the yellow sand that had just been sprinkled on the ground.

　　 Zheng Fan saw this,

　　 exhaled,

　　 also knelt down and bowed to the three candles.

　　 Over there, the sloppy man has already got up, and seeing Zheng Fan is also kowtow, the expression on his face is a bit obscure.

　　 asked:

　　 "What do you kowtow?"

　　 Zheng Fan didn’t think there was anything, and replied:

　　 "Our customs there, when we see the futon and see the altar, no matter what **** or Buddha, whether you know it or not, you will kowtow. If you think about it, you will not lose money anyway."

　　 It is quite common for future generations tourists to go to a city to pray, go to the church in the morning to pray, go to the temple in the afternoon to burn incense, and go to the Taoist temple in the evening to ask for visas.

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

　　 immediately,

　　 The unruly man stretched out his hand, picked up the food he had just put on top, and ate it.

　　 "Hey, are you hungry?"

　　 It didn't take long before I had dinner.

　　 The shaggy man nodded.

　　 "No matter how hungry the tribute is, you have to wait to eat it. We will eat it after the person you worship comes first.

　　 The sloppy man did not stop his actions, and continued to eat happily. When a piece of meat was off his belly, he wiped his mouth with the sleeve of his sweater.

　　道:

　　 "He won't mind."

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

"Myself."