Devil’s Advent

Chapter 31 The most afraid, the air is suddenly quiet

"boom!"

"Snapped!"

Zheng Fan was slapped to the ground again by the wooden sword.

"My lord, do you need a break?"

"Again."

After taking a few breaths, Zheng Fan got up again, holding the wooden sword in his hand again with both hands.

Liang Cheng stood calmly holding his sword, waiting for Zheng Fan to attack again.

The practice of the two has lasted for three days;

In other words, Zheng Fan was beaten for three days.

This feeling is really not very good, but fortunately, Zheng Fan can still grit his teeth and hold on.

"Ahhh!!!"

Zheng Fan launched another attack.

The wooden swords on both sides collided non-stop, and every time Zheng Fan drew his sword, he was extremely decisive and spared no effort.

Liang Cheng kept retreating, just parrying.

Finally, after a series of offensives, Zheng Fan's momentum began to be discouraged. Liang Cheng decisively seized the gap in Zheng Fan's breath, took a step across, and stabbed forward with the sword. Zheng Fan immediately turned back to block, but Liang Cheng changed again. Move, turn around, exert strength on the waist, and lift the legs.

"boom!"

Liang Cheng's foot was on Zheng Fan's sword, but he couldn't get rid of the force, which finally caused Zheng Fan to stagger back and forth, and then fell to the ground with his feet stuttering.

"Hoo Hoo... Hoo Hoo... Hoo Hoo..."

Zheng Fan was lying on the ground, and the wooden sword fell beside him.

"It's getting late, my lord, come here today."

"okay…………"

Zheng Fan didn't insist anymore, and lay down on the ground for a while before getting up and going to the inner house.

After Liang Cheng packed his things silently, he went to the wellhead in the courtyard. There were several maids washing clothes beside the wellhead.

"Let it go."

Liang Cheng said.

"Brother, you wash yours, we wash ours, we don't match Karma's."

"That's right, watching you take a bath, we can do laundry more vigorously."

These maids were all taken in by the Hyena Gang. They are no longer so young. In Feng Siniang's words, they don't have the potential for follow-up development, so they stay to work.

They are all women who were married and sold out by their husbands or after their husbands died.

Liang Cheng didn't say anything, and first hoisted three barrels of well water up in one breath.

Then he turned around, took off his shirt, and folded it neatly.

The maids next to her watched intently.

"Be quicker, why haven't you washed your clothes yet? There are still things to do later. The reason why the master left you here is for you to get together and be lazy?"

An older maid came over, first glanced at Liang Cheng's well-proportioned muscles several times, then cleared her throat and reprimanded the maids below.

The maids doing laundry at the mouth of the well had to pack the basin and clothes and leave together.

Now, Liang Cheng's surroundings finally became quiet.

At this time, Zheng Fan, who hadn't changed his clothes yet, passed by here. Seeing that Liang Cheng was taking a bath by the mouth of the well, he couldn't help but stop and shouted to him:

"There is a soup pond in the back house, let's take a bath together."

The pool in the back house of the Hyena Gang was originally built by the leader of the Hyena Gang, but now that place is cheaper than Zheng Fan.

When we lived in the inn, because of the limited land, everyone’s rooms were next to each other. Now that the place is spacious, the two houses next to each other, and the rear part of the house in the back, are basically exclusive to Zheng Fan.

Every day, there will be several little ladies in shifts to take care of Zheng Fan's daily life. Under the training of Si Niang, they have made rapid progress.

Originally, Si Niang wanted to make a set of brands for Zheng Fan, but she turned over the brand when she wanted to sleep with someone at night, but Zheng Fan refused without hesitation.

Little Lolita's comics have a huge market and audience in the comic circle, but Zheng Fan has never been very interested in this kind of comics.

He prefers greasy ones, full-bodied and realistic ones, and more charming ones.

In addition, during the few days after returning from the outside, Zheng Fan was beaten every day, and his energy was almost dissipated during the day. At night, he basically took a bath and massaged and fell asleep, and he didn't have the heart to toss about other things.

At this time, facing Zheng Fan's invitation, Liang Cheng directly shook his head and said:

"I don't like hot water."

However, it seemed that this rejection was a bit cold, Liang Cheng hesitated for a moment, and added:

"Thank you Lord for your concern."

Zheng Fan shrugged, maybe it was because Liang Cheng was a zombie, he was more cold-loving than hot.

Therefore, Zheng Fan didn't force it, and besides, it always feels weird for a man to force another man to take a bath together.

"Where is Si Niang?" Zheng Fan asked.

After "teaching" Liang Cheng to practice martial arts every day,

Zheng Fan will take a bath with Siniang's company, and then have a massage.

Nothing out of the ordinary, really just doing an essential oil push back or something.

It is true that there are too many bruises on the body, Liang Cheng has already restrained himself, but some bruises are definitely unavoidable, so after a massage by Siniang at night, he can sleep more comfortably.

When Zheng Fan went back, he found that Si Niang was not waiting for him inside like a few days ago, so he came out to look for it.

"Maybe, in the front yard." Liang Cheng said.

"Okay, I'll go look for it."

After Zheng Fan left here, he saw Siniang and Ah Ming walking side by side as soon as he passed through the front corridor.

Ah Ming held a cloth bag in his hand, and he and Siniang were discussing something while walking.

"Let's launch this first, make a wave of money, and then talk about it. If you add fragrance, wait for the industry to spread out, and then get out the alcohol. After making perfume, you can develop new products with soap."

"No, or don't do it, do it best, we are Hutou City here, the place is too remote, not suitable for distribution, although the sky is high here and the emperor is far away, it is impossible to be completely let go.

Therefore, we either do not do it, or we do it at high end. Only in this way can the income in a short period of time be the highest. "

"All right, all right, what about after that? In this world, there are fighting spirits and magic. The IQ of the natives in the local world is not that bad. No matter how many new gadgets we come up with, it is not difficult for them to imitate them."

Ah Ming still feels that only by developing slowly and losing goods step by step can he maximize his benefits.

"When we become stronger, what business will we do?" Feng Siniang rolled her eyes at A Ming.

Hearing this, A Ming smiled, and said, "Yes, I've been a little numb lately studying these things."

That's right, after the power is strong, who will do business to make money.

Just grab him!

At this time, Si Niang saw Zheng Fan standing not far in front, immediately covered her mouth with her hand, and glared at A Ming again, saying angrily:

"It's all your fault, I even forgot to give the Lord a massage!"

Ah Ming suddenly envied the blind man Bei,

Because Blind Bei can easily roll his eyes at you all day without feeling tired.

"My lord, the slave family is here, the slave family is here..."

Siniang held up her skirt and ran towards Zheng Fan.

Ah Ming held his chest with his right hand and saluted Zheng Fan from a distance.

After Zheng Fan and Siniang had gone far away, Ah Ming continued to walk forward with the cloth bag.

"Clatter..."

Liang Cheng was still taking a shower.

A Ming leaned on the railing, looked at Liang Cheng over there, and shouted:

"I said, you zombie, why are you so shy, you're still wearing underpants after taking a shower."

Liang Cheng ignored Ah Ming.

The reason why he chose to take a bath here was because there was a faint evil spirit in the well water.

Ancient man-made houses, people who know Feng Shui, under this well is a place where evil spirits gather. This evil spirit is of no use to Liang Cheng, but it is comfortable.

Just as smoking is harmful to health, most smokers choose to light a cigarette after seeing this slogan to calm down.

"Has the evil spirit on your body increased?" A Ming asked.

Hearing this, Liang Cheng shook his head.

"I have tried self-harm many times, but the speed of recovery has not changed. I think the problem may not be ours."

"Clatter..."

Liang Cheng poured himself another bucket of water. After putting down the bucket, he said:

"It's really not on us. I tried to go to the cemetery to absorb the evil spirit, but every time there was a certain limit. After exceeding this speed, the evil spirit in the body could no longer increase."

"Tsk tsk, isn't it? It seems that we are all the same. If we want to restore our strength, it seems impossible to rely on our own hard work. At least, this road has a high probability of not going to work. I think we have to try other roads gone."

"Another way?"

"Yes, for example..."

"Hey!"

The cloth bag in Ah Ming's hand suddenly split open,

A piece of newly developed soap slipped out of the cloth bag and landed on the ground next to the wellhead. Because the ground was full of water and the inertia of the soap itself, it slid for a long distance.

Always,

Gliding to Liang Cheng's feet.

"..." Liang Cheng.

"..." A Ming.

most afraid,

The air was suddenly quiet.

A Ming broke the moment of tranquility, as if to ease the damned inexplicable atmosphere, he added:

"I just developed it, you can pick it up and use it."

Liang Cheng bent down to pick it up, but suddenly stopped.

most afraid,

Friends suddenly concerned.

"Your relationship is really good."