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Chapter 251 [250] The big man has eyes all over his body, and he meets the guardian Xuanshi again

Dongshan Park.

The three young women walked for a while, looked at each other with blushing faces, and laughed embarrassedly.

Zhou Fangqiong glanced at the two girlfriends, and asked tentatively: "What happened just now is our common secret, right?"

Jiang Xiaoxiao was the first to express her agreement: "Of course!"

Fan Xiaoqian also said a lot of truth: "Anyone will have some inappropriate delusions, but as long as they don't take action, it's not a mistake."

When this beautiful young woman said that she "didn't take action", she had a slightly strange expression and felt a little guilty in her heart.

All the experiences in the dream are so real that it is beyond imagination, and she can still feel the most direct contact with the skin.

Is this really just delusional?

but.

The two girlfriends did not expose her.

After all, the three of them were comrades in the same trench.

soon.

The three joined the maid and walked towards the gate of the park.

After walking more than ten meters, Zhou Fangqiong suddenly looked back and muttered with regret, "It's a pity that I can only touch the wishing monument once."

Jiang Xiaoxiao couldn't help laughing coquettishly: "If five gold coins can be used again, I am willing to spend the money."

Fan Xiaoqian blushed a little.

These two women are so shameless!
The three maids looked at them suspiciously, not knowing what happened to the ladies.

at this time.

A large group of exclamations and shouts came along with the cold wind.

Zhou Fangqiong was stunned for a moment, and blurted out: "The voice seems to be coming from the wishing monument. Is there something wrong there?"

When a group of women heard the word "accident", they all panicked.

Not just them.

The people around were also full of surprise and uncertainty.

Fan Xiaoqian instinctively remembered what her father said, "The big men often act with great foresight", and a thought suddenly popped into her mind:
Your Excellency the Grand Consul is exhaustive, couldn't he have foreseen this?

will not!

That being the case, will you be prepared in advance?
of course!
The beautiful young woman calmed down all of a sudden, and said repeatedly: "Everyone, don't panic. This is a wishing monument made by the Grand Consul himself. No one can cause trouble here."

Now in Anhua City, His Excellency the Grand Consul has already become a legend, and his name has the power to stabilize people's hearts.

After saying this sentence, the panic of the others obviously calmed down a lot.

A little while.

A sonorous and powerful voice spread throughout Dongshan Park in an instant: "The Inspectorate designed and successfully arrested the enemy. Please continue to make wishes."

Several people looked at each other in dismay.

enemy?

What the hell is the inspectorate doing?
Fan Xiaoqian turned to look at the middle-aged maid, and ordered decisively: "Aunt Zhang, go and inquire about the situation."

The maid went at her command.

It took a full 5 minutes.

The maid returned to report the situation: "I heard that the Wishing Tablet has the ability to identify enemies, and the guy who was arrested just now is an Avenger.

"He touched the stone tablet to enter the dreamland, and the wishing tablet suddenly issued a piercing siren, and the inspectors on duty nearby immediately arrested the Avengers..."

The three young women were amazed.

"So it is!"

"that's amazing!"

Fan Xiaoqian looked in the direction of the stele and blurted out: "I understand! Another purpose of setting up the Wishing Stele is to identify the dream masters and avengers lurking in this city."

The more she said, the more certain she became: "The New Year's wish held by Your Excellency the Grand Consul is essentially a large-scale investigation.

"For the enemy, if they don't make a wish, the inspectorate will definitely come to their door, and if they do, they will definitely be arrested."

The others were dumbfounded.

But it is undeniable that these remarks are logical and seem to be the truth of the matter.

Jiang Xiaoxiao thought about it carefully, and deeply agreed: "You are very reasonable!"

Zhou Fangqiong was full of admiration: "This method is so powerful!"

Fan Xiaoqian's emotion was deeper.

God!

Under the banner of celebrating the New Year, a seemingly random wishing tablet was created, but there are so many thoughts hidden in the secret.

This big man has too many eyes, right? !
It was yesterday.

Her father heard that the Grand Consul had bloodbathed the council hall, and was worried that this would provoke strong resistance from the officials, making it difficult for you to govern smoothly.

but now.

Fan Xiaoqian was absolutely convinced that His Excellency the Grand Consul has more eyes than pores on his body. How could all the officials in the city be his opponents?

*
Next to the wishing monument.

A gangster avenger was brought before Cheng Han.

This is a young man in his twenties.

Among the Avengers group, middle-aged people who live in hardship and see no hope account for more than [-]% of the proportion, while the number of young people is quite small.

Cheng Han glanced at it and roughly guessed why the other party was willing to become an avenger.

This guy's hair has a hint of brown.

This is typical of the Sartreans.

The young man's mouth was gagged with a rag, and he couldn't speak a single word, only his eyes were full of deep-seated hatred.

A whistle chief stood by and narrated: "Director, this guy's hair is still dyed. I wiped it with snow and found out that he is from Sartre."

The subtext of this sentence is: my eyesight is very vicious.

This is obviously taking credit.

Cheng Han praised: "Not bad!"

He turned his head and told the female secretary: "Let the inspection department let the public know, anyone who does not participate in the wish will be identified as an avenger.

"Civilians are encouraged to report those who have not made a wish. If they are identified as Avengers or Dream Masters, the whistleblower will be rewarded. The specific amount will be determined by the Inspection Office."

He thought for a while and drew a bottom line: "At least fifty silver coins to start with."

Only heavy rewards can effectively motivate the enthusiasm of civilians.

Anyway, this wishing monument can raise nearly [-] gold coins, which is not bad!
Ying Beibei responded immediately: "Okay!"

The head of the post was full of excitement: "Director, this method is great. It is estimated that Anhua City will not be able to accommodate another enemy before the New Year."

The yellow-haired youth suddenly struggled desperately, and let out a "woo woo" cry.

In this person's eyes, there is clearly written a sentence - you are devils!

Cheng Han looked at the Avenger and sighed softly, "Poor thing!"

Subsequently.

The young man with yellow hair felt a flash in front of his eyes, and the whole world suddenly turned upside down. He actually returned to his childhood.

No.

It should be said that he began to relive his childhood.

*
"Woo~ They all laughed at me as a lowly yellow hair...Woo~ They also bullied me together..."

The yellow-haired child was crying with snot and tears.

The mother held the child in her arms, her face full of heartache.

*
This is a funeral.

Mother's urn has just been placed in the cemetery.

The attendees were only boys.

No relatives or friends.

There are no neighbors either.

At this time, the boy had grown up a little.

"Crack!"

With the sound of shovels shoveling soil, the urn was gradually covered by soil.

The two cemetery workers glanced at the boy with obvious strange expressions.

The boy stared at the simple tombstone, feeling abandoned by the whole world.

*
Next.

The various scenes rotate in turn.

There are orphanages;

There are also schools;

and factories;

They completely record the life of young people.

And the color of these shots, since the mother passed away, there is no trace of color anymore, only cold gray.

until.

The youth met a kind old man.

In other words, dreamer.

The old man patted his shoulder lightly and smiled kindly: "I know, it's not you who's wrong, it's the world that's wrong!"

The young man suddenly began to cry.

From this moment on, the world finally has color.

The old man smiled and said, "Do you want to hear the story of your ancestors?"

The young man nodded vigorously: "Think!"

*
A little while.

The dream is over.

The trance in the young man's eyes faded away, and hatred appeared on his face again.

He hates the world.

He also hated Wan Hao people.

Cheng Han sighed again.

Today it is today.

As his understanding of the power of dreams became more and more profound, he realized that the birth of every Avenger had certain conditions.

The avengers chosen by Mengshenghui have more or less hatred for the society in their hearts.

This young man is a typical example.

Cheng Han waved his hand: "Take it away."

Two inspectors walked over, one from the left and the other from the right, and easily picked up the young man.

at this time.

The world suddenly freezes.

It was as if time had stopped flowing.

Cheng Han stood up and saluted: "My lord guarding Xuanshi!"

next moment.

Four smooth mirror surfaces suddenly flashed out.

The light reflected repeatedly between the mirrors, and countless Cheng Hans appeared.

Impressively, it is the mysterious method - mirror communication.

Zhao Qihuan rang out out of thin air with a smiling voice: "No need to be polite!"

The guarding Xuanshi's tone was full of admiration: "This wishing tablet you made is very ingenious!"

This is a sincere compliment.

Because the extraordinary power contained in the stone tablet is obviously a bit lower than that of a Xuanshi, but the effect it can exert is not inferior to that of a Xuanshi.

These kinds of methods are definitely beyond the reach of ordinary Xuanshi, and this guarding Xuanshi feels ashamed.

Cheng Han looked calm: "You are absurd."

Zhao Qihuan changed the subject again: "You should know that Xuangong and Xuange's attitude towards the Sartres is all-round suppression."

Cheng Han nodded: "Of course!"

Zhao Qihuan's tone became a little subtle: "What do you think of this?"

obviously.

The guarding Xuanshi used some means to detect the dream of Shicai.

Cheng Han said without hesitation: "This is a very correct approach."

Although it would lead to unfair treatment of many people, like this poor young man, he didn't think it was the wrong course.

Zhao Qihuan asked: "Why?"

Cheng Han answered very quickly: "Things divide into groups and people flock together. If you don't suppress it, the seeds of division will grow stronger and will surely lead to catastrophe in the future."

Zhao Qihuan's tone became more and more appreciative: "You are a sensible person! This is very good!"

The guardian Xuanshi paused, and revealed an unknown secret: "For tens of thousands of years, there have been more than [-] large-scale rebellions by the Satyr tribe.

"In every rebellion, at least tens of thousands of people died, and as many as 10 people died. There was even a tragedy where the Little Spirit Realm was completely destroyed."

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(End of this chapter)