The devil is coming

Chapter 666: The youth of the vampire clan is back!
In the bedroom,
A Ming sat on the chair, with his feet on the table and his hands folded on his abdomen, sleeping peacefully;
The swordswoman lay on the bed, sobbing from time to time;
Fan Li sat at the table,
Chewing naan in big mouth.
Once upon a time, Yuan Zhenxing told the sword maid what Jianghu is. Jianghu is the heroic spirit of not bowing down for five buckets of rice, the chivalrous spirit of hoeing the strong and supporting the weak, and on top of that, the carefree and carefree mischief.
The sword maid felt that her first master was right.
But he,
died.
But the dream of the world has always been buried in her heart. Finally, she grew up from a lolita to a young girl and was allowed to travel;
result,
In this shabby inn,
That damn man whose skin is paler than mine,
He crushed his dream abruptly!
Do not,
If you step on it, that's fine.
He is not,
He is splashing ink on his own dream!
Can be biased,
Can be biased,
But I couldn't refute him!
can only say,
A Ming doesn't know how to take care of children, or maybe he doesn't bother to take care of children.
The reason why he came with him was firstly for the monkey wine, and secondly because he had just come out of the Tianduan Mountains, and he would have to accompany his master to the capital in a while, so it was good to take some time out to relax while he was busy.
He had no time to pay attention to a child's dream.
Furthermore,
Just like Fan Li's previous test of the hunchbacked waiter, the devil's nature cannot be said to be cruel, but it is definitely indifferent.
outside,
The sun starts to set.
The lobby was bustling for a while. Perhaps a group of guests had arrived and were eating, accompanied by the hearty and heart-warming laughter of the landlady.
A Ming slept for a while, woke up for a while, fell asleep again, and woke up again, but he never stayed in this position.
He is used to sleeping in coffins, so there is nothing to say about the way he sleeps.
When he heard the noise below, A Ming couldn't help but imagine the time in Hutou City.
I have to be forced to eat Xuewang;
Ugh,
It's really hard to look back.
As for,
Will you and others open an inn in the future?
Hard to say,
At least for now, everyone hasn’t had enough fun.
There are many fine wines in the world. Most of the fine wines from the East are made in China. Most of the fine wines from China are made in the south of the Yangtze River.
But it happens that the owner of the family has this status. Leaving inexplicably may cause problems in the situation. Let's not talk about it. Even if he really goes to Qianguo and goes to the south of the Yangtze River to play as an oiran and copy poems to pretend to be elegant;
The most excited ones may not be the literati and sluts or the girls with literary youth problems.
Instead,
Silver Armored Guard.
worry,
woe...
Originally, at this moment, if the little bat that I had snatched from Wu Zheng of Chu State was still there, I could play with it;
But that bat was borrowed by Xue San for experiments a while ago and was killed.
Fan Li even took the bat's carcass and grilled it and ate it.
No more fun.
……
Late at night,
The sounds below gradually subsided.
I guess it's time to eat what I need to eat, and it's time for everyone to rest.
There was a gentle knock on the door of the guest room from outside:
"Grandpa, it's me."
It was the voice of the hunchbacked waiter.
A Ming put down his legs,
The sword maid climbed up,
Fan Li finished eating the naan;
Gate,
Open;
The hunchbacked waiter said respectfully:
"Sir, the dozen or so savages have been knocked down and tied up now, please."
A Ming nodded and waved for Fan Li and the sword maid to follow.
The four of them went downstairs, walked through the lobby, and walked to the back of the inn. Behind it was a hillside bungalow. The space was quite large, and they could smell the smell of horse manure from a distance.
There were only two torches, but it could be seen that there were seven or eight men with swords standing there, and in front of them lay more than a dozen savages.
They were all unconscious and their hands and feet were tied up.
This inn is a black shop;
However, the service is really good. If you have enough money and you have enough background, they will provide you with the most considerate service.
Fan Li walked over and checked. There were some differences between the appearance of the savage and the Xia people. The most important thing was that the hairstyle was different.
"Ah."
Fan Li nodded to confirm.
A Ming pinched his wrist and said to the sword maid beside him:
"It's time to start."
The sword maid said angrily: "What's the point of killing people like this?"
It is better to kill the pig. When the pig is killed, the pig will still struggle desperately!
A Ming turned his head and looked at the sword maid. Then, he took out a white glove from his pocket and put it on his left hand.
"Why do you only wear one glove?" the sword maid asked.
"Your master asked you to come out to practice." A Ming said.
"Yes, but not this kind of training method." The sword maid said.
"Oh, did the Sword Master tell me how to practice it specifically?"
"This...not really."
A Ming nodded, already wearing the white glove on his left hand, and urged:
"Kill it."
"It's boring, big man, just kill them."
"Snapped!"
A Ming slapped the sword maid in the face.
Fan Li stood there and laughed "haha" twice.
The sword maid covered her right face and looked at A Ming.
A Ming put his gloved hand in front of his face, looked at it carefully, and then blew on it.
He said calmly and calmly:
"You're spoiled, really."
The sword maid bit her lip and stared at A Ming.
"Jianghu can have many forms, but you can never be picky. They are your opponents. They are still alive, so you have to let them die.
Maybe it’s a little boring, maybe it’s a little boring, maybe it’s a little bit not as exciting as you want;
how to say,
When it's time to be pretentious, we can be pretentious. This life, without pretense, is like cooking without salt, it doesn't have that taste anymore.
But when it’s not your time to be pretentious,
But don't do it even a little bit. "
A Ming bent down,
Looking at the sword maid,
asked:
"Do you know?"
The sword maid nodded. She was not a girl with a glassy heart. She knew when to bow her head.
"Snapped!"
Another slap on the face.
The sword maid covered her right face again and looked at A Ming in confusion.
"I'll give you a deeper impression."
finished,
A Ming took off the white glove on his left hand, walked to the brazier in the stable in front, threw the glove in, and watched it burn.
Fan Li walked to a large vegetable basin. These savages must have been poisoned after eating the food here.
Fan Li touched his belly and took a breath.
The sword maid drew her sword,
Go to the savages who were drugged.
Lift the sword,
prick,
die;
Lift the sword,
prick,
dead.
She is not afraid of blood or dead people, and she is still very neat when killing people.
She was extremely talented, and the sword master immediately accepted her as his disciple upon seeing her;
But the problem is,
Maybe it’s because I have lived with the Marquis Mansion for a long time,
As the saying goes, those who are close to vermillion are red and those who are close to ink are black.
She also contracted some diseases that are unique to the Lord.
But the problem is that she is still young and not awake enough.
Generally, when children encounter this kind of situation, the fundamental reason is that... they need to draw.
no,
Isn’t it better now?
The sword maid continued to assassinate,
Like a life-harvesting machine with no need for emotion.
The hunchbacked waiter waved his hand, and all the gangsters retreated.
immediately,
He walked to A Ming, took out a box, held the box respectfully with both hands, and presented it to him.
A Ming didn't pick it up with his hands.
Instead he said:
"Open it yourself."
Afraid of getting dirty.
Xue San once mocked A Ming, saying that he usually kept his fingers clean and tidy, but when sucking blood, he directly stabbed the person's neck with his teeth, and then sucked it with big mouthfuls. Disliked?
In fact, it is.
The hunchbacked waiter opened the box, and inside were two gold ingots that he had taken from A Ming earlier, and two more gold bars.
"Working for me is your honor and a blessing earned in three lifetimes;
From now on, if you have something to do, just give your orders directly. Even if you risk your life, I will take care of things for you. "
A Ming did not take the box, but waved his hand and said:
"You accept what's given to you."
The hunchbacked waiter looked a little troubled.
"Let's talk about next time."
The hunchbacked waiter's expression finally relaxed.
there,
The sword maid finally stabbed everyone.
A Ming reminded:
"Everyone, add another sword."
The sword maid didn't speak, just nodded, and continued to call names one by one with her sword.
Seeing the hunchbacked waiter still standing next to him,
A Ming frowned slightly.
The hunchbacked waiter immediately closed the box and said:
"Ye Fukang."
A Ming didn't want to talk anymore.
Finally, the second round of roll call for the sword maid ended.
"Master, don't worry, the little ones here will be responsible for cleaning up."
A Ming took Fan Li and the sword maid and left directly instead of returning to the inn.
After the three of them left,
The hunchbacked waiter returned to the back room on the side of the lobby with the box in his arms.
Inside,
The landlady was sitting there, and there was a circle of people in the room.
"People are gone?"
asked the proprietress.
The hunchbacked waiter nodded and put the box back on the table.
"You don't want me?" the landlady asked again.
The hunchbacked waiter nodded again.
The landlady leaned back slightly,
Road:
"That status shouldn't be low."
These days, it is impossible for an ordinary person to throw two gold ingots out like water.
At this time, a one-eyed man sitting next to him said:
"Since he is from the Hou Mansion, we'd better not provoke him."
The landlady glanced sideways at the one-eyed dragon.
Bad breath:
"Are you blind in the other eye? Am I provoking you? I rushed to the floor and licked it. Even if the master asked me to sleep with you tonight, I would go. "
The one-eyed dragon man smiled and said:
"I think you're really looking forward to it. That man is not bad looking."
The landlady sighed, feeling really sad.
These days, truly handsome men are harder to find than beautiful women.
Obviously, the landlady is attracted to A Ming.
The hunchbacked waiter said: "Those savages at the stable are all dead. We need to clean them up later."
"Okay, okay." The landlady clapped her hands, "We can't afford to offend the Marquis Mansion, but fortunately, the hunchback knows how to deal with it, and he finally managed to deal with it. Today, we are safe."
The one-eyed dragon nodded and said, "Yes, ensuring the safety of our ancestors is the most important thing."
At this time,
The one-eyed dragon seemed to have thought of something, looked at the hunchbacked waiter, and asked;
"Hunchback, where did you get that Mongolian sweat medicine?"
Mongolian sweat medicine is a high-end product;
In fact, it is very precious and is by no means a must-have for traveling in the world, because most people in the world cannot afford it;
In comparison, poisons or aphrodisiacs are much cheaper than sweating pills.
The hunchbacked waiter said:
"I took some blood from my ancestor."
"you!"
The one-eyed dragon immediately stood up, glared at the hunchbacked waiter, and cursed:
"how dare you!"
"What's wrong, what's wrong!" The hunchbacked waiter also raised his neck as much as possible and said to him: "Where can I find so many sweat medicines? Even if I find them, if I put them into the dishes, those savages will not be able to taste them. Come?
You know, among those savages, there are some who are good at it.
The nobleman of the Marquis Mansion made a strange request. He had to take off his pants and fart so that the girl could kill him with a sword.
What can I do, what can I do!
If there really is a fight, if we people really take action, aren't you afraid of being seen as a martial arts routine?
Ha ha,
It's just a little blood borrowed from the ancestor. There are eighteen freshly dead corpses outside, which are still warm. Just drag them down and replenish them for the ancestor.
Besides, not to mention that the ancestor is still asleep, even if the ancestor is awake, he will definitely allow me to do this. "
"Alright, alright!"
The landlady stood up and scolded:
"Stop arguing, A Biao, you take the people to clean up the stable. Tuo Zi, you go and look after the store. There are still a few customers who haven't left. You can check the basics."
"Ah, are you going to do something tonight?" The hunchbacked waiter was a little surprised.
It is naturally the norm for black shops to eat black people.
The landlady shook her head and said, "No, I always feel that there is something unusual about the swordsman who came today, so I need to pay more attention."
"Okay, I see."
The landlady turned around and bent down. There was a hidden compartment underneath. She pulled up the tab, and a tunnel appeared inside.
She carried a lamp and walked down;
The space below is not large and exudes a strong floral fragrance.
There is a water tank, a bed, and in the grooves of the surrounding walls, there are various human bones and some accessories.
The proprietress first walked to a water tank. Under the water tank, there was a layer of blood.
She scooped out a big ladle into the bowl and walked to the bed on the other side.
bed,
An old man lay;
The old man was very fat, with a ruddy complexion, eyes closed, and motionless.
The proprietress placed the bowl on the old man's chest and slowly poured out the blood.
For a time,
Two fangs slowly grew out of the corners of the old man's mouth.
At the same time, there were tiny bat wings growing out on both sides of his body, where his arms were.
The blood poured on the old man's body did not drip out, but was absorbed by the pores in the old man's body at a speed visible to the naked eye. It is not accurate to say that it is a pore, because the pores are really too big, like rows of pores. Densely packed holes punctured by thick silver needles.
After the blood is poured out,
These small holes are also closed and cannot be seen;
The bat wings on the old man's arms also shrunk back.
On his face,
There is an extra touch of bright red.
The landlady let out a long sigh of relief and felt relieved.
Put the bowl down,
Kneel beside the bed,
He kowtowed respectfully to the old man on the bed.
"Ancestor, we are waiting for you to wake up."
……
under night,
The sword maid walked in front,
As you walk, you drop silver beans.
She no longer sits on Fan Li’s shoulders;
"Don't cry." Fan Li said.
"Haha." A Ming smiled.
The sword maid wiped her tears and said:
"I know what Jianghu is, and I also know what I should and should not do. In fact, I also understand what you are saying. My master once said that he understood why Baili Jian wanted to go to the capital to obtain an official status. .
But I feel that Jianghu really shouldn’t be like this.
Yes, Master Juggernaut now lives next door to the Hou Mansion, but Master Juggernaut is not coveting the wealth of the Hou Mansion. He stays there because the Marquis manages the place well.
otherwise,
The world is so big, where can Master Sword Master go?
Prosperity and wealth,
With his ability, does he need it? "
in fact,
The sword maid is right.
A Ming said: "There are no absolutes. Among the four great swordsmen, except for your master, the other three are not allowed to be free."
Baili Jian's sister is a silver-armored guard, and he is the prince's martial arts master;
Li Liangshen had to obey military orders;
In the previous battle, the sword-maker of Chu State was busy running in front and back.
They are already standing at the top of the world, but none of the knights are as comfortable as they are.
A Ming said again:
"True freedom is there, wait until you become a sword master."
"I will." The sword maid said.
"Ha ha."
The sword maid stopped and looked back at A Ming,
Road:
"When I master the sword, I will help you kill a few people first to repay the kindness of raising you. After that, I have to decide whether to stab the Marquis or not, but I will definitely return that slap to you first."
A Ming made a "yeah" gesture,
reminded:
"It's two slaps."
The sword maid wiped her tears hard,
Stubbornly said:
"It's just one, the first slap, I deserve it."
A Ming was stunned for a moment and nodded.
This girl is indeed interesting.
At this time,
The sword maid is no longer angry.
He turned to Fan Li and said:
"Big man, I'm hungry."
She just sulked during the day, lying in bed choking and not eating.
Fan Li smiled and said,
Put down the basket you were carrying.
The swordswoman habitually leaned over to look for food, but she saw a big rice bowl.
"Why did you bring this with you!"
Fan Li scratched his head.
A Ming walked over and took a look at the big rice bowl in the basket.
To Fan Li said:
"You brought this out to drug her? She's just a child."
The sword maid's face suddenly turned red.
Fan Li scratched his head again.
Pointing at the food in the rice bowl,
Road:
"There's something wrong with the smell."
"Have you tasted it?" A Ming asked.
Fan Li nodded, "I tasted a fingernail and felt a little dizzy."
"You are sick, haha, what does it smell like?"
"A little sour."
"It's sour?"
"A bit like……"
"like what?"
"The taste of a person."
"Who?"
"you."
A Ming looked at Fan Li. After looking at it, he stretched out a finger, took out a little bit from the rice bowl, brought it to his mouth, and ate a little bit.
immediately,
A Ming's eyes lit up,
then,
he laughed,
Smiling very exaggeratedly,
The smile has no aristocratic image,
He laughed so hard that his arms began to shake;
"It has a paralyzing and hallucinogenic effect, and it smells like the blood of a high-level vampire."
Seeing A Ming smiling,
Fan Li also laughed,
And deliberately imitating A Ming's look, he opened his mouth in a deliberately gloomy manner.
The sword maid was a little confused, but at this time, no one had time to explain to her.
"It's fresh, Ali."
Fan Li nodded vigorously, "Yes."
"This proves that the living body is nearby, in that inn."
A Ming opened his mouth,
As if singing an opera, he seemed to be singing uncontrollably:
"Ali, do you know what a true high-level vampire means to me?"
Fan Li thought carefully,
replied:
"Delicious blood."
"No, no, no!"
A Ming exaggeratedly said,
Shake your hand,
Road:
"It's not just a question of whether blood tastes good or not. If this living body is taken with me, it means, it means..."
A Ming's eyes revealed a fiery ferocity,
"It means that I will have a blood bank that can be accessed at any time. Many of my abilities that are currently restricted and cannot be used, even blood magic, can be used through this living blood transfusion.
Previously, we have been studying how to escape from the shackles of the Lord;
This,
It's the method, it's mine, the method! "
A Ming bent down,
Looking at the sword maid,
reach out,
Gently touched the sword maid's face,
Said softly:
"You can slap your face back now."
The sword maid didn't fight. A Ming in this state made her very scared.
"Hehehehe..."
A Ming laughed sinisterly,
With emotion:
"Now, I really love this world."
(End of this chapter)