Devil’s Advent

dinner time.

It's morning now, and it's still a bit early before the meal time, but it's already early, in order to specially celebrate the "Master"'s awakening, it's not a problem at all to start the meal earlier.

The place to eat is in the backyard, which is next to the room where Zheng Fan woke up.

a round table,

There are seven people sitting.

At the head is Zheng Fan, on the left is Feng Siniang, and on the right is the blind man.

This blind man is a character in the comics written by A Qiu. A Qiu's father was a public official who died on duty. She didn't tell everyone about the specific situation. Her boyfriend Liang Cheng probably knows a little bit about it.

But the character "Bei" portrayed by Ah Qiu in the comic "Blind Man" has an extremely bloody law enforcement model, setting up private courts to punish prisoners, without paying attention to humanity at all, and the methods are extremely cruel. How to vent how to come.

But "Bei", in reality, gives people a very peaceful and cheerful feeling, with a smile and no temper.

Naturally, the arrangement of the seats is particular. Feng Siniang and Bei sitting on both sides of Zheng Fan can at least keep the atmosphere at the dinner table from being too stiff.

The vampire Ah Ming and the zombie Liang Cheng were naturally sitting opposite each other. According to Feng Siniang's idea, it would be best for them to squat by the door with their rice bowls in their hands to eat. Who are they showing their cold faces to?

As for Xue San, he was not allowed to appear on the stage, and he was too close to the master for fear of affecting his appetite;

Fan Li, on the other hand, was too dull, and always wanted to talk to someone about his experience in cutting people's sticks. Feng Siniang didn't dare to let him get too close to the master before he was sure whether the master had strong taste resistance.

"Come on, raise your glasses, and celebrate the lord's awakening. From today onwards, we have the backbone!"

Feng Siniang took the lead,

Everyone stood up and raised their glasses.

The rest followed suit.

After the toast, it's time to eat.

Zheng Fan is hungry, after all, he is a person who has the courage to "end" himself. After going through the shock and confusion at the beginning, he can deal with the food in front of him with quite an appetite.

at the dinner table,

Fan Li was holding an extra-large rice bowl, and he didn't eat much, so grilled rice was delicious;

Xue San took a chicken leg and gnawed happily.

A Ming was specially dealing with the pot of sheep blood in front of him, while Liang Cheng was gnawing on the bones of the sheep.

Bei eats very slowly and leisurely, and he is the most elegant among them.

Taking this opportunity, Feng Siniang began to introduce the situation here to Zheng Fan.

first,

Naturally everyone appeared.

That's half a year,

One day half a year ago, a total of eight people appeared together on the edge of a desert.

Of course there was Zheng Fan in it.

But everyone else was awake, only Zheng Fan was still in a coma.

Everyone carried the unconscious Zheng Fan on their shoulders, and slowly explored the surrounding area. Later, they chose this small town on the edge of the desert as their foothold.

The place where everyone is at the moment can be regarded as an inn, but this inn also has a lot of entertainment items, a bit like a modern entertainment club, where eating, drinking, playing and sleeping can be satisfied.

Feng Siniang is naturally in the old business. Among these people, she is actually the only one with a business mind.

In this inn, Feng Siniang has a dozen or so girls who are specially used to pick up guests.

The stage was used for performances, Xue San was in charge of acting like a clown, or talking about Pingshu and telling stories, while Liang Cheng performed some acrobatics, such as breaking a boulder on his chest or thrusting a spear at his throat.

A Ming is in charge of brewing wine, which is very famous in this small town.

Blind Bei set up a fortune-telling booth at the entrance of the inn, and he could fool anyone.

As for Fan Li, he was in charge of chopping firewood and a coolie.

Therefore, the business of this inn has always been good. In this small town, it is already prosperous.

Next, Feng Siniang began to criticize. She complained that although Fan Li worked a lot, one person could support three people, but he alone could feed five people!

The honest and dull Fan Li raised his head when he heard the words, and smiled innocently, as if a little embarrassed, but immediately lowered his head and continued to eat.

Feng Siniang began to criticize Blind Bei. Earlier, he was able to deceive a lot of fat sheep. The start-up capital for everyone's business in this shop was obtained by Blind Bei. But in recent months, his customers have become less and less. But he was not in a hurry, he set up his stall on time all day long, neither greeted customers nor thought about business transformation to attract customers, he just sat leisurely at the door basking in the sun, and then came in on time for dinner.

The blind man Bei smiled helplessly when he heard the words, and said:

"Hutou City, there is only such a small place, there are only such a few people, and there are only two or three fat sheep. I can't help it."

Feng Siniang glared at the blind man Bei.

For the rest, she couldn't count them all. The wine brewed by the vampire Ming has always sold well. Some caravans who come and go here sometimes come here to buy wine on purpose. Xue San also works hard on performances and storytelling. No, but you asked him to perform acrobatics to attract guests, and he did so.

As for herself, she is manipulating everything inside and out, and the group of girls under her are the source of income for drought and flood.

Of course, Feng Siniang is not happy either. This is probably the worst brothel she has ever opened in all her series. The girls under her hands are not delicate, and none of them can play piano, chess, calligraphy and painting. Most of them are about the same age as her, and for some, she even has to call them older sisters.

There is no way, Hutou City is close to the desert, a place of bitter cold, the consumption level of the people here is limited, many of them come here on purpose, and there is no need for kiln sisters to know how to play and sing.

For Feng Siniang, this is equivalent to asking a Michelin-starred chef to go to a roadside stall to make barbecue... The occupational happiness is simply ridiculously low.

but,

When you hear this,

Zheng Fan, who had already filled a lot of food, had to put down the chopsticks in his hand,

one thing,

made him extremely suspicious,

look around the table,

Vampire Ming, Blind Bei, Fan Li, Xue San, Liang Cheng, and Feng Siniang, logically speaking, should all be devil-like characters, why are they all nesting in this small town to start a business? Ordinary people's livelihood?

This seems to be extremely inconsistent with their character design and painting style.

So, Zheng Fan asked:

"For the past six months, you have been here, making money to live?"

heard that,

Fan Li stopped grilling rice,

Xue San bit the drumstick,

Ah Ming put down his chopsticks,

Liang Cheng frowned and looked at the bones,

Feng Siniang also stopped her chattering,

at last,

It was Blind Bei who let out a wry smile,

road:

"Master, since the first day, when we woke up, we discovered one thing..."

"What's up?"

"That is, we have all become ordinary people."

"..." Zheng Fan.

Ordinary... ordinary people?

This answer, this reality, made Zheng Fan completely unexpected.

However, after calming down and thinking about it, I suddenly felt that it was so reasonable.

The vampire Ah Ming is already eating hairy blood, and the zombie Liang Cheng is already gnawing on his bones. A bunch of demons are actually living together in this small town to earn money to support their families...

If they hadn't lost their strength, how could they have accepted this kind of life?

Even if it is to experience life, it is impossible to experience it for half a year, right?

There is good news, that is, after hearing them say that he has become an ordinary person, the pressure in Zheng Fan's heart is actually much less.

Although a toothless tiger can still slap itself to death, at least it's less scary than before, isn't it?

Moreover, although I don't know why, they all call themselves "Master", which kind of means that they recognize themselves as masters, but if they really want to control these monsters in their heyday when they come up, they may not have the guts.

It seemed that this topic was a bit of a scar, and the atmosphere at the dinner table suddenly dropped a lot.

Zheng Fan took a deep breath, and then looked at Feng Siniang who was sitting next to him. There was something that he wanted to ask a long time ago, but he kept holding back until now.

"Magic pill, where is it?"

"Magic Pill" is the protagonist in Zheng Fan's own comics, a ferocious baby boy with an innate tyrannical resentment.

To put it bluntly, when it comes to character creation, horror atmosphere, and plot excitement, other people in the studio are really inferior to me. It can also be said that the comic "Magic Pill" is a job. Among all the comics produced by the studio, the most extreme one.

Even the character of Magic Pill is the scariest of the seven demon kings.

But no matter what, the magic pill was drawn by himself after all.

For the six people present here, although I have added a few paintings to their stories in the past three years, they are, after all, other people's stories and other people's roles.

Only the magic pill is his own.

The creator often has a sense of sight similar to watching a child for his own works. It is really not an exaggeration to say that Magic Pill is Zheng Fan's son.

If the magic pill was here, Zheng Fan would feel much more at ease.

It's like the generals in ancient times fought wars. If you don't have your own direct descendants, can you be safe?

However,

This question made Feng Siniang a little embarrassed, as if she didn't know how to answer it.

A Ming, who was sitting beside him, stood up, left his seat and entered the room. Soon, he walked in with a box in his arms.

Putting the box on the table in front of Zheng Fan, A Ming said coldly:

"He is inside."

"Um?"

Zheng Fan stretched out his hand in surprise and opened the box.

Originally, Zheng Fan thought that some accident happened to the magic pill, and his head was contained in it, because he was a baby. Although the box was a bit small, it seemed enough to hold his head.

But after opening the box,

It was found that there was only a black stone in the box.

"This is... a magic pill?"

Feng Siniang glanced at the stones in the box with some envy, and said:

"My lord, he said that he has no body, doesn't need to eat, doesn't need to drink water, so he doesn't need to work, so he sealed himself in this stone."