The devil is coming

Chapter 743 He is alive!
The screams of the little monk continued for a long time, and then he squatted down and started sobbing.
"Lord, his mind must have been greatly traumatized." Siniang said from the side.
Zheng Fan nodded.
The young monk has wisdom. He has been in contact with this pair of masters and disciples, and he also believes that these two people should have a great destiny.
The so-called blessing means that even if there are no big achievements in this life, you can still turn bad luck into good luck and live happily.
But unfortunately, looking at the appearance of the little monk in front of him, it seems that his blessings have not been able to protect him this time.
Of course, we can also talk about it from another angle. If it hadn't been delayed by the fish soup, and if Mr. Zheng hadn't had a whim to take in the two little brothers, he might have finished his meal and left long ago. This inn, the "late arrival" of the old madam and her godson would never have met.
However, this is really bullshit.
Alchemists and qigong masters like this rhetoric because it is very flexible and can be rounded off no matter how much you pull it, so that you can continue to cheat and drink.
Perhaps, for this little monk, he might rather die than end up in this husband's den and tarnish his innocence.
Zheng Fan looked at the old madam. Although the old madam had previously shouted outside that he was bringing in a new godson, a young boy, the lack of guarantee was the seller's boast.
"Have you received any guests?"
Zheng Fan asked.
The old madam swallowed, Xu Chuang's knife was still on her neck. Furthermore, when the man in front of her became serious and even got angry, his aura made her immediately panic even if she had experienced a lot of experience. .
To put it bluntly, after the two princes left Dayan, even the emperor had to be polite to Zheng Fan, pulling him together to sit on the dragon chair and giving him a good time;
Looking at the whole of Dayan, there were not many people with a higher status than him, Marquis Zheng, in the past, but now, it seems that there are really none. When you have reached the point where you no longer need to kneel down, when you look back, there is someone under you who has already A large area was already kneeling on the ground in darkness.
"No...no...new...packed...new..."
Lord Zheng stretched out his hand and pointed at Gao Junpang who was standing over there. Gao Junpang immediately stepped forward to salute and stand by;
"Send an order for me to order the general who defends the city in this county to immediately lead his troops and surround her brothel for me. No one should be spared."
"Here!"
Gao Junpang was a little surprised, because the Marquis' previous gesture did not look like he wanted to reveal his identity.
This is indeed the case. Zheng Fan didn't intend to expose his identity and make it big because it would be boring, but Liao Fan's appearance forced him to do so.
It is necessary to understand how Fanfan crossed the Tianduan Mountains from Xueyuan to Shengle, and how he was sold to the red tent in Shangchuan County. It will inevitably take a long time until he transfers people from Fengxin City to deal with it. It's easy to make mistakes, so it's better to take control now.
Furthermore, Zheng Fan felt that the willow sticks he planted today have now been harvested. If it weren't for these turtles and grandsons who continued to clamor for their father-in-law, it would be impossible for him to see Xiao Fan who was "living in the world" today. Monk.
Immediately, when everyone in the inn was surprised and before they could recover from the title "Ben Hou", Zheng Fan took Fan and left.
After getting on the carriage, he did not rush out of the city to go back, but went directly to the Shangchuan County Government Office.
It was impossible to complain because someone in the family had been trafficked, but simply to borrow a place. After thinking about it, this place was the quietest.
When the yamen officer at the door saw someone forcing his way into the county yamen, he yelled and tried to stop him, but Xu Chuang blocked him directly. Xu Chuang yelled;
"The Marquis of Pingxi has arrived!"
In normal times, it is unlikely that Lord Zheng would have taught him the tone and charm of the eunuch Wei's voice when he shouted "Your Majesty has arrived";
But now, I'm not in the mood.
The magistrate of Shangchuan County didn't even wear his official robes. He came in a hurry. When he saw Zheng Fan, he knelt down and saluted:
"I'm going to pay my respects to Lord Pingxi, Lord Fukang."
"Do you know me?"
"Yes, Lord Marquis. When the army attacked Chu last year, I was a grain transport officer. I was lucky enough to see Lord Marquis in person."
This saves trouble. There is no need for the sword master to use Long Yuan to play with it.
"I would like to borrow your government house for use. From now on, no one else is allowed to come in and disturb you except under my orders."
"Yes, the officer understands!"
Behind the county government office is the county magistrate's home, where naturally the magistrate's family members live.
But in an instant, all the family members left in a hurry, without even having time to pack their things to make room for Pingxi Marquis.
After Zheng Fan came in, he said to Xu Chuang:
"I want a few servants to give him a bath and clean him up."
"Here."
Not long after,
The newly "rinsed" little monk Fan stood in front of Zheng Fan.
In this era, people like to put on makeup and powder to look beautiful, but the level of makeup is really not flattering, and the husband is even more serious.
Although the washed little monk Fan didn't have a cassock to wear and only wore a piece of clothing that should have belonged to the young master of the county magistrate's family, it was actually much more pleasing to the eye.
At this moment, Gao Junpang came to return his life.
"Master Marquis, the subordinates of the red tent have already brought people under control."
Zheng Fan nodded and waved his hand, indicating that he could go down and wait.
Gao Zhunpang immediately bowed and resigned. He did not even mention that the Shangchuan County garrison general asked him to introduce him to the Marquis on his behalf;
Obviously, the Marquis is not free now. He cannot use up his little "Holy Family" here, and it is estimated that it is not enough.
"Fourth mother."
"Subordinates are here."
"Now there is no one else around but you. Go and interrogate the Madam and the others and sort out this line. It is best to control all the human traffickers who deal with them.
Who is the current general of Shengle City?
Forget it, no matter who it is, let him know and ask him to cooperate. I want to know clearly how the young monk entered Shengle City from the snowy field. "
"My subordinate understands."
There is no need to give any more instructions for the rest. There is no doubt about Siniang's ability to do things.
Si Niang went down.
Zheng Fan said to Xu Chuang: "Ask the people in the county government to prepare some food and send it in."
"Yes, Lord Hou."
Zheng Fan was no longer in a hurry to ask the young monk. He had already been stimulated before, so now, it was better to wait for him to calm down before talking.
Soon, the food was brought over. The little monk looked at the food in front of him and began to eat without being asked.
No meat or vegetables are taboo;
That sentence is missing:
Since the Marquis is forcing him with swords and soldiers, let's just eat it. Buddha will not blame us.
When the little monk was eating,
Lord Zheng sat there, gently rubbing his knuckles.
think for a moment,
Lord Zheng signaled Xu Chuang to call over the county magistrate who had been waiting outside.
"I need to borrow your people to send some messages to me."
"Master Marquis, please give me your orders. I will serve you without any hesitation."
"First, send someone to Yingdu to deliver a message to the prefect Xu Wenzu, Mr. Xu, saying that I have something to do in Shangchuan County and will be delayed. If Mr. Xu is free, you can go to Shangchuan County to meet you.
Second, send someone to Fengxin City to deliver a message to Mr. Bei, saying that I have found Monk Fan here.
Third, send someone to Shengle City to deliver a message, asking the current General Shengle to control all the people responsible for slave trading nearby, and wait for my people to interrogate them without any mistakes. "
"Yes, the officer obeys."
Zheng Fan nodded, and the county magistrate immediately went down and followed suit.
Here, little monk Liao Fan also finished eating. He pinched his orchid fingers, picked up his handkerchief, and began to wipe the corners of his mouth.
Zheng Fan felt that he should have been severely mentally stimulated first and then trained by the old bustard. Should he be in a state of split personality now?
It's a pity that the blind man is not here now.
"Have you eaten yet?"
"As I say to you, it's time to eat."
Mr. Zheng narrowed his eyes. It must have been his previous questioning at the inn that traumatized him again. Now, in order to avoid the trauma and torture, he has stepped into the role of husband-in-law that the old madam had set for him. .
It's an escape.
Lord Zheng took out the red stone from his arms, put it in his hand, and said:
"Son, come out."
The red stone swayed a few times, and then a black mist appeared.
The magic pill was floating there, with a smile on his lips.
The magic pill is already two levels behind.
Before assassinating Zhao Jiulang, Zheng Fan tried to have a heart-to-heart with Mowan, but still failed to achieve the effect. It seemed that at this time, he had some restraint on advancement.
It's not that he doesn't want to, but that he deliberately chooses to suppress it.
Zheng Fan didn't know what he was planning, just like most parents don't understand what is going on in their children's minds when they are in adolescence.
But Magic Pill is Magic Pill after all, and using its attributes as a soul body, it can try to break through the little monk's defenses, allowing him to directly face what happened in the snowy field.
Doing this will have serious side effects, and you may not actually get the information you want. At the same time, there is a high probability that the little monk Liao Fan will become an idiot.
But the blind man is not here, and this is the only method he can use now.
The most important thing is that Zheng Fan is really eager to know what happened on the snowy field.
If he had just been attacked by a tribe of savages in the snowfield, little monk Liao Fan would not have become like this.
Even if his master was really killed, he should be happy that his master was freed, his karma was repaid, and his debts in this life were eliminated.
After weighing and hesitating,
Zheng Fan still put the red stone back.
Bear it, bear it some more;
Regarding the Demon King's prophecy, it is of great importance, and it is no longer just his own business. The other seven Demon Kings should all know about it.
And then,
Little monk Liao Fan suddenly said:
"Grandpa, what are your orders?"
"What's your name?"
"Whatever I please call others is what they are."
"Okay, just sit there."
"Sir, I didn't serve you well, so you..."
"To shut up."
"Yes, sir."
Little monk Liao Fan closed his mouth and began to look around. Then, he saw the Buddhist beads hanging on the wall on one side of the room.
This should be used to ward off evil spirits. Nowadays, from the powerful to the common people, they like to keep some magical instruments that have been blessed by so-called eminent monks at home.
After the little monk Liao Fan looked at the string of Buddhist beads, he couldn't move away.
Subconsciously, he was very familiar with this prayer bead.
It does not mean that the beads are his or his master's. No matter how clever this world is, there is nothing like this;
It was the material of the beads that he was very familiar with. It seemed to be translucent and the material was expensive, but in fact it was deceived and turned into a shoddy product.
this thing,
In the past, young monks and masters often used this trick when they traveled to seek alms.
The master said that sincerity leads to spiritual success. Why should you care whether these beads are real or fake, expensive or cheap?
The ones who are being cheated are the masters who are not short of money. This is to eliminate their sinful debts, Amitabha.
At this time, seeing the fake and shoddy items from his peers, Liao Fan's eyes gradually became serious.
Lord Zheng, who was sitting opposite and had been paying attention to him, immediately noticed it. He did not dare to continue to stimulate Fan. He was really afraid that after being stimulated for a few more times, the child would become more focused on developing his career as an official;
But it would be great if the child could awaken some memories on his own.
Zheng Fan remembered that the blind man told him that this kind of heart disease requires heart medicine. To put it bluntly, the best way is to get out of it on your own.
"master………"
Little monk Liaofan began to murmur.
Marquis Zheng half-closed his eyes, waiting without urging.
Little monk Liao Fan stood up, pointed at the Buddhist beads hanging there, and then looked at Zheng Fan with some confusion.
Road:
"Master, I...I can..."
"I rewarded you."
"Thank you, Grandpa."
Little monk Liao Fan took off the string of Buddhist beads, put it in his hand, and rubbed it.
for a long time,
Little monk Liao Fan put this string of beads around his neck.
He sat down,
But this time, he was sitting cross-legged;
After sitting cross-legged, he began to stretch out his legs and supported his body with his right arm, hoping to make himself sit more enchantingly.
However, he soon became confused again;
No matter how he sat, he felt uncomfortable and out of place. Then, he suddenly felt that sitting down was too painful, so he stood up again.
After standing up, at first he held his waist and stood gracefully according to the method taught by the old madam, and then he wanted to put his hands together;
The movements are constantly changing, and even the expression is constantly switching between "dignified and solemn" and "flattery and graceful".
Marquis Zheng remained silent and just sat there, watching the scene in front of him... the scene was exquisite.
quickly,
Little monk Liao Fan felt that even standing was a torture. Then he sat down again, stood up after sitting down, and sat down again after standing up.
"call……"
Lord Zheng looked a little tired.
Standing up and sitting down, sitting up and down, the little monk was out of breath.
"Master, come and play... Avalokitesvara... Amitabha... Master..."
have to,
Now it was not only painful to stand and sit, but also extremely painful to speak.
This situation lasted for half an hour.
at last,
Little monk Fan is tired.
With a "pop", he fell to the ground, his face turned pale, and he gasped for air.
Zheng Fan then stood up and came to the young monk.
The little monk began to foam at the mouth, and then began to vomit. All the food he had eaten before had no time to digest was vomited out.
Lord Zheng dodged and avoided the filth.
After the little monk finished vomiting, the blood on his face was almost invisible. Then he began to curl up and hugged his arms, looking very cold.
Mr. Zheng covered his nose with his sleeves and slowly walked around to check the situation.
"Master...I'm so cold..."
"Mom, hot water, I'm cold, I'm cold..."
"Please, give me a bite to eat, give me a bite to eat..."
"Cold...so cold..."
Marquis Zheng listened patiently and tried to write down all these words, wondering if there was any news hidden in them.
"Master Hou."
At this time, Xu Chuang reported outside.
"Master Hou, Master Hou, by the way, master..."
The young monk was suddenly stimulated by the title of "Master Hou".
Said to himself:
"Master... I have not forgotten your words... You asked me to go back to find the Marquis... to find the Marquis..."
Zheng Fan immediately stretched out his hand to signal Xu Chuang, who was standing at the door, to stop talking.
then,
He took the initiative to lean over and said to Monk Fan:
"I am here. What are you looking for?"
Little monk Liao Fan didn't look at Zheng Fan at all, his eyes revealed thoughts and memories:
"Disciple... go back and tell Lord Hou... the Buddha's golden body... he has to donate it... hahahahaha... Master Hou can't default on his debt now... he can't default on his debt..."
"I don't default on my debts. Come on, tell me, what does your master want you to say to me?"
"Disciple, look, look, look, there is really a person under the ice!"
Zheng Fan's eyes immediately became serious,
ice layer,
below,
people?
This pair of master and disciple has actually been found.
"Yes, Master...he is a human being...frozen to death, right...Master...the savages here...why are they all worshiping a man who froze to death?"
"Hey, so the savages are stupid and easy to fool. Haha, if we, the master and the apprentice, change some things some other day, we can become Buddhas in this snowy field and be enshrined in the temple."
"Ah... Master, look, the people under the ice seem to have moved."
"You bastard, you dare to scare your master, it's frozen, how can you move!"
"Master, he has opened his eyes, he has opened his eyes, he is alive, he is alive!"
Little monk Liao Fan's face suddenly started to turn red. He was exhausted before and immediately jumped up. He grabbed Zheng Fan's clothes with both hands and shouted at Zheng Fan:
"He is alive, he is alive, the people under the ice are alive, alive!!!"
Zheng Fan did not break away and continued to listen to Fan's conversation and his master's presentation.
"Disciple, we have to go back quickly. We have to go back quickly. We have to go back and tell Lord Marquis that we have found the person he was looking for. Mother, she is still a living creature."
"Yes, master, let's run quickly, ah, the ice is cracking, cracking!"
At last,
Little monk Liao Fan looked at Zheng Fan in horror.
In an extremely pious voice, as if imitating the worship of some savages:
"The Demon King...is coming...The Demon King...is coming..."
(End of this chapter)